A sexual awakening CHAPTER 3
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.