A Jealous Mother

"Hey cousin." Kenny spoke into his cell phone as he sat on the back porch. "How goes it?"

Tommy chuckled on the other end. "I'm doing good cousin. How you doing in school?" Tommy was two years older than Kenny. He'd just finished his third year of college, having not gone off to college right from high school. So he was only one year ahead of Kenny in schooling.

"I'm doing ok. Haven't declared a major yet. Thinking I may take off a semester." Kenny responded, wanting to get to the point of his call.

"You giving up on it already?" Tommy asked laughing.

"No! Asshole! It's complicated. Short version, mom and dad are getting divorced and I need to stay around here to help her out. I'm not giving up on school. I just need to figure out what I want to do."

"Yeah! I heard about your folks, from mom. Sorry."

"Yeah! Well! I suppose I should feel bad about all of this shit. But I don't. Hell! It couldn't have worked out better for me!" Kenny replied laughing.

"So I've heard!" Tommy replied, joining in the laughing. "Mom told me you've been banging your mom. Welcome to the family. You know what they say, 'incest is best.'"

"So I'm discovering." Kenny laughed. "So what's your mom like?"

"Oh cousin! She's incredible. She makes my past girl friends look like frigid nuns. And her appetite is insatiable. I can't get enough alone time with her."

"Same here." Kenny interrupted. "I've never had a girl friend who wanted to please as much as mom does. Very submissive. She'll do anything I tell her. But I'll tell you all about it when I see you. But I have to tell you cousin. I've had a hard-on for your mom since the first time I noticed women. Especially women with big tits."

Tommy laughed. "Same here cousin. I've wondered what it would be like to bang your mom for years. And those tits of her! FUCK! I'd love to fuck those sweet melons of hers."

"Well, let me ask you this. You interested in swapping when you get here? At least once?" Kenny asked.

"Hell yeah!" Tommy almost screamed on the phone. "How about we tag team them, one at a time? Making the other watch as we do."

"Cousin. I love the way you think. You two will have a bedroom all to yourselves while you're here. I've moved into the master with mom. Not a night goes by that I don't enjoy her many skills."

"I'm jealous." Tommy replied. "We have to be careful with dad around. I don't get to take my time with mom as much as I'd like to. But I do get a lot of quicky blow jobs. Something I'll never turn down. Nothing like seeing mom on her knees sucking my cock. That's a sight that will never get old."

"Well, while you're here you can take all the time you want with her."

"I plan to, cousin. Hey! I got to go. Mom just got home from shopping, and we've got a couple hours till dad gets home. All this talk has gotten me worked up." Tommy said chuckling.

"See you cousin. Hey! Let's not tell them what we have planned for them. Let's just tell them before we do it."

"Agreed. Later."

Kenny walked into the house and through the kitchen into the living room, when he heard the TV on. Denise was sitting on the couch watching one of the daytime talk shows. He paused and eyed her sensuous body, covered only by her mandatory lacy bra and panties.

Denise looked up at him, feeling self-conscious from his glare. She smiled at him. "You make me feel so self-conscious when you stare at me like that."

He just smiled as he continued to stare at her, imagining he and Tommy fucking her at the same time. Then his aunt flashed in his mind. He'd fantasized about her for as long as he could remember. He stepped up to the couch, dropped his gym shorts, which was all he wore when he was at home anymore, and sat down. No words were spoken.

It was Denise's turn to stare as she drank in the beauty of her son's cock. She leaned forward and reached for it as it lay on his thigh. She moaned softly as her finger tips stroked its length, from the head to the scrotum. She loved the way he kept it shaved smooth. She loved the softness of the shaft and the texture of his nut sack. She loved the way the veins bulged when he was fully erect. She loved all the noises her son made as she touched him.

This was no longer a sexual act for her. At least not in her mind. Denise taking care of her son sexually had begun as a form of manipulation. Manipulation out of fear of losing him the way she had lost her husband. But since his return home for summer break, he had slowly turned the tables on her, creating a need and desire in her for her son she couldn't deny. A need and desire that was consuming her to the point she couldn't deny him anything he demanded of her.

She stroked his manhood, watching it slowly come life, hardening to full erection. She looked Kenny smiling. "I love you baby." She whispered softly, as though she was afraid of being overheard by someone other than her son. Then she repositioned herself and lowered her head, taking the length of his shaft in her mouth.

Kenny's head dropped back on the back of the couch as her lips slid down the length of his cock. "Oh fuck!" He groaned softly as he laid his hand on the back of her head. Denise's head bobbed up and down several times, slowly, before Kenny grabbed a fistful of her hair, pulling her off. "Get on your knees, between my legs." He commanded her softly.

Denise complied immediately, giggling softly as she did. One of the things she had grown to love, to the point of craving it, was his taking control of her. His commanding control of her, not just in the bedroom, but in every aspect of their lives together had become something she'd felt herself drawn to. She craved direction and instruction more than your average woman. Something she'd never experienced with Kenny's father. Kenny stepped into that void as he came to understand what she needed.

"Use your tits." He instructed her when she was in position between his legs. He smiled at her. "I'll never get tired of the sight of you between my legs, on your knees."

Denise returned his smile as she reached behind her back and unsnapped her bra. She slid the straps off her shoulders, never losing eye contact, and threw it aside on the couch. "I'll never get tired of this either. I love taking care of my baby." She turned her attention to his manhood again, taking it in both hands and stroking it softly several times before leaning forward and holding it in the valley between her soft mountains. Then she pushed her breasts together, engulfing his cock in her warm, soft flesh.

"Is this what you wanted, baby?" She asked looking up at him smiling as she pumped his shaft squeezed between her breasts.

"You do know how to please me. You please me so much." Kenny said, returning her smile.

Denise felt a euphoria as his words sunk into her psyche. She'd never heard those words from her husband. "I'm so glad! I love pleasing you!" A wave of emotions swept over her. "Oh Kenny! I love you so much! I'm all yours baby!" Then it struck her how satisfying it felt verbalizing that. The two continued to stare at each other as she eagerly worked his cock. She loved the feel of his engorged manhood between her breasts. "I'm all yours baby!" She voiced again, seeing the look of pleasure on his face.

He leaned forward and took her face in his hands, lifting it to kiss her. "Yes. You are all mine. I'm going to take care of you." He kissed her again. "And you're going to take care of me." He was already planning how he and Tommy would be taking and enjoying his mom and her sister. He sat back as he took hold of her head with both hands and pushed it down.

Denise released his cock from between her breasts and opened her mouth, knowing what he wanted from her. She coughed slightly when he pushed her head down till the head of his cock hit the back of her throat. As much as she loved the feel of his cock between her breasts, she was growing to love it more when it filled her mouth.

Kenny pumped her head up and down with a steady pace, feeling his orgasm building. His head fell back on the couch. The sensations her mouth, wrapped around his cock, was something that would never get old. "Fuck! That feels so good!" He moaned softly. His mind drifted to their situation and the divorce. He lifted his head again and looked down at her. He watched the top of her head as he pumped it up and down. That rush of control and dominance washed over him, again. He tilted her head back to look up at him, making sure her mouth stayed full of his cock.

Denise looked up at her son as he brushed her hair from her face. She felt a shiver course through her body and her pussy twitch when she saw the way he stared at her. The man staring back at her was no longer her son. His glare made her feel like the wanton slut she had become. How far had they come in just a month. She had never felt so ashamed and yet so alive at the same time. She knew what she had become. She had become that drug addict who needed that constant fix in order to numb them to the pain and shame of their addiction. No matter how debased he made her feel, she knew she always be craving more.

"Yeah! You are mine!" He growled at her. "Dad's a fucking idiot! Why he had to chase all those skirts when he had a slut like you in his bed makes no sense to me. Oh well. His lose is my gain." He smiled at her. "Now you're my slut, in MY bed." He paused as he played with that thought. "Damn! I like that! My slut in my bed! That's what you are!" He chuckled, his lust in complete control now. "Tommy told me Aunt Diane likes to refer to herself as 'mommy slut.'" He felt his orgasm building as he taunted her. "OH FUCK!" He yelled. Then he laughed. "I've got a mommy slut all to myself!"

"Suck it! Suck it!" He grunted as his body tensed.

Denise gave herself over to her own wanton desires as she felt her sons cock swelling in her mouth. There was nothing tender in the way he used her, or the way she allowed herself to be used. She hoped they would have those tender moments in the future. But at that moment she was just mommy slut servicing her son's cock, like a cheap whore. And she loved it!

Kenny grunted with each ejaculation, filling her mouth with his seed. It seemed as though every muscle in his body was cramping up as one spasm after another shook his body. He couldn't help but smile as he looked down his body, watching Denise eagerly draining his cock. Tommy's words came to him. 'Nothing like the sight of mom between my legs, servicing my cock.'

He finally released her head, falling back on the couch, panting and moaning in satisfaction. He sat still, his arms resting beside his body, as Denise continued to nurse on his deflating shaft. He watched her as she took his manhood in her hands and kissed it, as though it was the most precious thing she'd ever held. A tenderness towards her overtook him, now that his lust had been assuaged. He bent over and took her face in his hands, lifting it up. He brushed the hair from her face as they looked at each other. "You are my slut." He said softly. "But your also my lover. Get used to being both."

Denise smiled up at him. "I wouldn't want it any other way."

He smiled back. "We'll see about that. You set out to seduce me when I first got home. You may be getting more than you bargained for. Now go get dressed. We have an appointment with the lawyer."

"I'm so looking forward to this weekend." Diane said to her son, Tommy, as they headed north on the Interstate. It was Friday, late morning, and they were hoping to beat the rush hour traffic that afternoon. She reached across the front seat and stroked the inside of his thigh as he drove. "It will be nice to have you all to myself. And be able to show you how much I love you."

Tommy just smiled as he drove north. His mind rehearsing the conversations he'd had with Kenny, and the plans they had for their moms. "We'll be staying longer than just the weekend."

"Oh sweetie. I wish we could. I already told your Aunt Denise we were just staying the weekend. And I told your father we'd be back sometime Monday."

"I've been talking with Kenny. I think Aunt Denise is going to need your help a lot more than you think. Especially with all this divorce stuff she's going through. He said she could really use your help and support right now." Tommy just continued to smile as he concentrated on the road ahead.

Diane and her sister had been talking as well. Both had a feeling their sons were up to something. "Maybe I'll have to call your father when we get there and tell him we'll be visiting longer than first planned." She replied with a knowing smile. "But I didn't pack enough clothes if we stay longer."

"I don't see how that's a problem." He reached over and caressed her breast, over her blouse, with the back of his hand. "You and Aunt Denise are about the same size. Aren't you?"

Diane laid her hand over his, pulling it into her chest. "We are. But I think she's a little bigger than me."

"Really?!" Tommy replied with a surprised look on his face, glancing at his mother quickly. He'd suspected his Aunt Denise had bigger tits than his mom. His suspicion confirmed in his conversations with Kenny. "Well that ought to be fun!"

"What is that supposed to mean?" Diane asked with a shocked look on her face. She and Denise joked how they thought the boys might try to plan something wild. Both thought it would be just talk, the way young men like to brag.

Tommy smirked. "You'll find out soon enough." Then he decided to redirect her thinking. "I'm looking forward to spending time with you too. Especially sleeping with you."

"Is that all we're going to do in bed sweetie?" She asked giggling, crushing his hand against her breast.

He laughed. "Maybe after I fuck you senseless. Which reminds me. I know how much you have to restrain yourself when we're home. I want to hear you scream while we're at Aunt Denise's. I want to hear you moan like the mommy slut I know you are."

"Oh sweetie! Stop! You're getting me worked up!"

"HA! I plan on keeping you that way the whole time we're there." He thought for a second. "As a matter of fact, let's start the party early. Slide over here." Diane unbuckled her seatbelt without hesitating and slid next to her son. He stopped her when she reached for his lap. "No. No. Keep your hands to yourself. Now loosen your blouse and unsnap your jeans." Again, Diane complied without hesitation. She had become very submissive and obedient to whatever her son commanded her to do over the last four years.

Tommy kept his eyes focused on the road as he reached over, slipped his hand inside her bra and began gently pinching and pulling on her nipple.

Diane moaned softly as she dug her fingernails into her thighs. "Oh baby! You know what this does to me!" She started panting. "Please baby!" She whined. "You know how sensitive my breasts are!"

Tommy had brought her to climax multiple times before just from sucking on her breasts. He knew exactly what he was doing to her. And he loved doing it. It not only brought him great pleasure listening to her, he knew he would reap the benefits later. Diane was always an eager lover for her son. But he learned quickly that when he primed her, she became insatiable.

Diane began squirming in the seat as she whimpered in need. "Oh please baby! Don't do this! Not here!" Diane's whimpers became a sob when Tommy took her nipple between his index and middle finger, rolling it before pinching it. "Oooohhhh! Please!"

Tommy lost track of time and miles as he listened to his mom moan and whimper under his manipulations. This was better than any audio book. When he'd had enough fun with her breast he pulled his hand from her chest and slid it down her body, inside her panties. Her pussy was as soaked as he'd ever felt it before. He began rubbing her smooth skin, working his middle finger between the folds of her pussy, searching for that sweet little nub that would send her into a frenzy.

Diane had shaved her pussy shortly after she and Tommy had become lovers. She'd done it at his insistence. When questioned by her husband why she'd shaved, she told him she'd done it for him. It didn't do much for improving their sex life. Which was okay with Diane. She'd given herself to her son. Now whenever she and her husband had sex, which was as rare as a blue moon, she always felt like she was cheating on Tommy.

Diane grabbed his arm and stiffened as her body climaxed. "OH! OH! OH!" She sobbed over and over. She dug her fingers into his arm as he rubbed her clit.

It felt like a faucet had been turned on as her juices flowed over his hand. He had no intention of stopping his mastery of her body, no matter how many times she climaxed or how much she begged him to stop.

Again, time passed quickly for Tommy. Not so quickly for Diane who began to beg for relief. "OH PLEASE BABY!" She cried out. "It's starting to hurt!" She could have stopped him anytime. But she had no will power when it came to her son's manipulations. As loudly as she begged him to stop. She held his arm tight against her body, not wanting him to stop.

Tommy looked at the odometer and quickly calculated how many miles they still had to go. "One more, and then I'll stop." He said laughing. "I promise."

"OK baby!" Diane replied, accepting her fate. Despite the throbbing pain emanating from her swollen clit, Tommy rubbed her through one more screaming orgasm.

When Tommy was done with her, he pulled his hand from between her legs and licked his fingers clean. "Mmmm! I love your taste." He said. Then he mumbled with a chuckle, "Kenny will too!"

Diane looked at him wide-eyed. "What?!"

He smiled. "Nothing. Now get back in your seat. Zip up, but leave the blouse unbuttoned. As a matter of fact." He reached over and unbuttoned a couple more buttons. "There! That's better! We're almost there."

Thirty minutes later Tommy was pulling into the driveway. Tommy grabbed the suitcases out of the back and led the way to the front door. Diane was still trying to compose herself as she and her son walked to the front door. Tommy rang the doorbell. Son and mother waited only a few seconds before the door was opened.

Denise stood on the other side of the door looking at Kenny one last time. "Please baby! Let me get dressed!" She pled with him. She'd fantasized about what their weekend was going to be like with her sister and nephew since their trip had been announced. She'd visualized several erotic scenarios, getting aroused with each one. But now that fantasy was reality, she couldn't go through with it. "I thought you said you'd never humiliate me."

Kenny shoved his hand between her legs. "You're soaked. You'll never convince me you aren't excited about the possibilities of this visit. I know you. And you're as dressed as you're going to be during their visit." He said sternly. "Now open the door and let our guests in."

Denise turned and reached for the doorknob with shaking hand. She looked at the floor as she opened the door, unable to look her nephew or sister in the eye.

"Welcome cousin!" Kenny greeted Tommy smiling as he stood behind Denise.

Tommy couldn't take his eyes off his Aunt Denise standing before him wearing her lacy bra and panties and a sheer robe. "Hey cous! It's good to see you again." He returned Kenny's greeting, his eyes fixated on Denise's huge breasts jutting out from her body. "Well hello Aunt Denise!" Then he gave his mom a quick glance. "You are definitely overdressed, mom."

"Come on in you two. It's been a while since we've seen each other. We have a lot to talk about." Kenny said.

Tommy and his mom stepped inside the house, suitcases in hand, as Denise closed the door behind them. Tommy put the suitcases down, standing in front of Denise, while his mom stood in front of Kenny. The cousins fist bumped each other and then reached for their respective aunt, wrapping their arms around them and hugging them tight.