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CHAPTER 9
Susie stopped washing the dishes for a moment and stood with her head tilted forward, almost in a stance of submission. In fact for a moment, James thought he felt her pressing back against his throbbing rod. He continued his sexual advances against her arse for much longer than he’d previously done, until she turned her head to look toward her hubby. James knew she was checking to be sure they were not being observed. Still she said nothing. Just stood there allowing him to rub his erection hard over her arse until finally his sanity returned and he grabbed the cereal box and pulled his cock away. He heard her sigh and saw her straighten up and again continue to rinse the dishes as she had in the past. James ate quickly as under the table his hand was trying to suppress his hard cock down where it wouldn’t be visible when he got up to leave. Finally he finished. He said his good-byes and then, doing something he seldom did, he walked to the sink and kissed his mother on the back of her neck. “Bye, Mum, see you tonight.” He heard her gasp at his kiss and she turned her head and looked him in the eye. “Good-bye, honey, I’ll see you when you get home.” He couldn’t read the look in her eyes, but it certainly didn’t look encouraging. He guessed he was in for a lecture when she got home that evening. He hoped that was all it was going to be….then again, as he felt his cock twitch he realised it was well wortha simple lecture. Susie was stunned by the morning’s events. She was well aware she could have waited until James had gotten his cereal before she moved to the sink. By not waiting she had opened herself up to the incestuous contact. She tried to claim to herself that she didn’t have time to wait, that she had to get the dishes rinsed off and get ready for work. But even that excuse wasn’t able to explain why her pussy had begun to flood when she saw Andy waiting by the door for her to go to the sink. It also didn’t explain why she was so wet at this very moment. Wet enough that she wondered if her juices were going to saturate her panties and run down her leg for everyone to view. The question she was afraid to ask herself was what was she going to do about her son dry Fucking her every morning at breakfast.

CHAPTER 8
“Good morning, honey, you’re up early this morning,” she said. “Couldn’t sleep. I guess I was looking forward to getting started today,” he replied with more than a little innuendo. “Would you like me to get your cereal?” she asked. “No, that’s okay!. Some things make me feel better when I do them for myself.” But James didn’t move toward the cereal shelf. He stood in the doorway into the kitchen. Susie continued to stand in the middle of the kitchen for another moment, then surprising even herself, she picked up the dishes and cups from the table and moved towards the worktop. Leaning against the front, she began running water into the sink. She was bent over slightly with her curvy, firm arse pushed back. James looked on and could see there was no visible panty line showing beneath the trim, black skirt. He waited only another minute then, checking to see that his dad was still engrossed in his daily paper, he moved toward the cabinet above his Mum’s head. Just as he’d been the previous day, he found himself directly behind her, though if anything, this time she appeared more bent over than usual though it could have been his over active imagination. It took him another few seconds to make up his mind to continue with his usual contact. Then throwing caution to the wind he moved forward. The very thought of what he was about to do and the fact that his mother had gone to the sink when she could have remained in the middle of the room until he had retrieved his cereal, caused his cock to harden into a full blown erection. James lined up and leaned against his mother’s fleshy rear-end. He heard her gasp as his rigid cock spread her cheeks. This time he knew she was aware he was doing it on purpose rather than by accident and could have stopped it if she wished. As his hand contacted the cereal box so his cock rode, not just up, but up and down his mother’s arse in a fucking motion between her cheeks. He was all too aware they weren’t alone and realised the risk he was taking, but his rock hard cock would not be denied.

CHAPTER 7
“Did your dad go to bed?” Susie asked. “Yeah, about ten,” James responded. Still not able to turn and face her. Susie looked at her watch and knew he would already be sound asleep. She walked around the chair he was sitting in and stood between him and the TV. “You had better not let your dad catch you at the little game you’re playing in the mornings.” In truth it wasn’t exactly the words she’d meant to say. “I won’t,” he said, his eyes still avoiding contact with hers. “That’s not what I meant, James.” she replied as she studied him for a moment. It had been her intention to tell him to stop what he was doing but suddenly her mind reminded her of how hard he had been that morning. Her voice dropped to hushed tones and instead of a reprimand she found herself saying, “You’d better be sure of what you want before you try to get it.” For the first time James looked up at her. “What?” he asked, more than a little confused. “You heard me! Better think it over carefully.” She said before turning and making her way up to bed. A few minutes after, James too went to bed only to find himself tossing and turning til the small hours as his mind thought over and over his mother’s comments. By the time he did eventually make it to sleep he had already decided that come the dawn he was going to feel her arse again. He was just too hung up on her to give up. He wasn’t even sure he understood her remarks. Thursday, he again rose on time and went through a similar ritual in the bathroom, this time, as he stroked his hand along the length of his cock, finding it easier still to picture her hanging off the end of it. He was anxious to get to the kitchen, but again he found it hard to stuff his cock back inside his briefs and had to wait until his raging hard-on had cooled slightly. Not that he wanted it flaccid. He wanted to be hard enough to force his mother’s cheeks apart as he pushed against her. He was hoping her little talk would make her think he wouldn’t try anything this morning. Finally he went down the hall and entered the kitchen. His mother was just leaving the table. She stopped in the middle of the room.

CHAPTER 6
That flooding had almost been her downfall. She hadn’t been that turned on since the first time a boy played with her bare tits in school. In all their marriage years her hubby had never been able to arouse her to that pitch and now her own son had sparked a drenching desire. Afterward, she had felt weak at the knees, and rather than finish the dishes, she had grabbed her coffee and sat down at the table. Her hubby had looked at her strangely. “Aren’t you feeling well?” He asked. “I’m fine, just a little tired. I’ve had a hard couple of days this week and it’s just catching up to me.” ‘It certainly was hard,’ she thought to herself as her mind fought to fill her head with desire once more. “Maybe you should take a couple of days off. Don’t forget, I’m away on Sunday for a few days in London. Maybe you could come along?” “Oh, I’ll be fine. A couple of nights of rest and the week-end off should fix me right up………….” ‘A good screwing would help too,’ she thought. “Okay, whatever you say,” he answered, appearing unconcerned that she’d just declined a few days away with him. The phone cut short any further conversation. It was her best friend, Anne, asking her to meet her after work and help pick out a dress for a Friday party she was planning on attending. Susie accepted immediately. It would mean she would be out when James got home and he would be in his room for the night by the time she got back from shopping. She wasn’t sure she could face him; she didn’t know how to handle this morning’s incident. James too was relieved to find his mother gone for the evening. Like her he wasn’t sure how he would respond if challenged on the incident during breakfast. As it was, he saw a movie was going to be on TV that he had been waiting to see. He made himself a snack and sat down to watch it. At just after about ten thirty his dad put down his paper and said he was going to bed. An hour later, just as the movie was ending his Mum arrived home. James couldn’t face her and kept his eyes glued to the screen.

CHAPTER 5
“Were you able to reach everything James?” “Yeah, thanks, Mum, I got everything.” “Good, I was pretty sure you were getting what you wanted,” she answered, suddenly stunned by her own innuendo, for it was almost as if she were approving of his actions. In truth James had expected her to be angry so the innuendo came as a complete surprise, implying that she was aware of what he was going to do and wasn’t keeping him from doing it. Work that day was a bigger drag than the previous day. Eventually, with his thoughts enhanced by the mornings events he could take no more. James went into the restroom where he pumped his stiff member until he had twice shot a load against the wall of the stall. It relieved him, made him feel better, but even so, his cock was only slightly less hard. He wondered how his mother would treat him during the evening. After James had left for work, Susie had about fifteen minutes until she too had to leave. She moved as though in a fugue. She kept on replaying what had happened and was having a difficult time accepting the fact that her own son had made sexual advances to her. She had little doubt that the first time on Monday had been an accident, but there was no mistaking the episode today for anything but for what it was. James had deliberately thrust his hard cock against her arse, even going so far as thrusting upward after the initial contact to increase the sexual connotation of his movements. Her first reaction had been to hope her husband hadn’t seen it, while for the next few seconds she had been too involved in the feeling of the rigid cock between her tight spheres to think of anything else. Finally she had come to her senses with the realisation that the pole between the cheeks of her arse was her son’s cock, and was there through no accident. But in truth she had far bigger concerns, for what worried her most were her panties, which had become soaked when her pussy flooded as she realized that her own son was dry Fucking her arse.

CHAPTER 4
He made his way to the bathroom and took a quick shower. He looked down at himself as he dressed, pleased that at twenty years of age he’d been blessed with such a man sized cock. He turned side on towards the mirror and slid a hand under his shaft then gently eased back his foreskin to reveal a thick, bulbous, purple coloured helmet. For a moment he allowed his hand to slid up and down his whole length and as he watched himself in the mirror he started to imagine what it might be like to see his Mum squirming on the end of his dick! Almost as quickly as the image started he snapped himself out of it then, struggling to push it inside his briefs, he finished off dressing as he convinced himself it would be ok to try the cereal routine once more. He made his way down the stairs aware he needed to time his entrance right or his mother wouldn’t be at the sink doing her usual chores. He arrived in the kitchen at the precise moment Susie was rinsing the first cup. Watching his dad carefully as he walked toward the sink, he was convinced the newspaper would keep him from seeing anything that was about to occur unless, that was, his mother called attention to it. As he stepped closer James could feel the cock in his briefs responding. He lined up directly behind her before leaning forward. His aim was flawless. His bone hard cock pressed precisely between each curved cheek of her arse and as he allowed his weight to drive him deeper into her crevice he raised on his tip-toes, a pretence at reaching out for the cereal. The resulting movement mocked the fucking action and for a moment he was performing the age-old rhythm against his mother’s arse. Susie gasped at the blatant contact, her mind instantly recording his size and the rigidity of his member. Speech failed her and she could only stand unmoving as he retrieved his cereal and slowly disengaged from his obviously sexual thrust. Before she could recover her composure, he had moved to the table and poured the cereal into his bowl. A part of her was angry that he should do such a thing and she swung around to face him just as he was pouring the milk. The image of the white milk splashing over the cereal was suddenly all too suggestive and while she had it in mind just what she wanted to say, the words that eventually spilled from her lips were entirely different.

CHAPTER 3
That night he lay in bed and for the first time he hadn’t been able to stop himself thinking about his Mum sexually….What had happened that morning had been entirely innocent but, such was the thrill, had gone on to play on his mind all day. He’d even managed to convince himself at one point, that her smiling back at him, as she had done, had meant she had nurtured the same desire. That night in bed James had beaten his cock senseless. The following morning, as much as his mind kept willing him to do so, he didn’t have the guts to try it on again. Instead he sat at the table opposite where Susie was stood at the sink so he could get a perfect view of that coveted sexy arse of hers. This particular morning she was wearing a grey, pinstriped, pencil skirt and as Susie washed the plates and cups, her arse wiggled back and forth acting like a red flag to her son. Soon he was beginning to regret not having tried it on again and found himself vowing, the next day he was again going to plant his cock between those wiggling, jiggling cheeks. Susie too had been quick to notice that James had been very careful not to lean over her to get his cereal that morning and she felt a tinge of guilt at the thought she’d felt a little disappointed. ‘Good grief! Susie!’ she thought to herself, “What kind of a thought is that. ‘You’re feeling bad because your own son didn’t put his dick between the cheeks of your arse?’ But even then, just before that thought was forced from her mind, she found her mind imagining her sons uncovered cock between the globes of her naked arse. She shook her head, dispelling the image and, shouting her good-byes, she quickly rushed out of the house, glad the drive to work would keep her mind occupied. Wednesday morning dawned bright and sunny and as usual when James woke he wasn’t the least bit surprised to find his cock hard and erect. He climbed out of bed and wondered what he might have been dreaming about that night, that had given him such a hard on? He had no idea, as always he could never remember his dreams but he did find himself wondering if his Mum had been a feature.