Fantasy The Book Club (completed)

[Swt_ononna]

So as you can imagine, Rasheda stepped into that shower completely naked, startling her son. He shuffled around a bit trying to hide what he was doing, but it was pointless, he was in a shower gripping his hard on. Besides it didn’t take long for his mother’s bare breasts to work their magic. She didn’t say a word, just stood there with a slight grin, staring at him. Her gaze made him uncomfortable (naturally), but this just caused him to look down from her eyes and fixate on her body. Who knows what must’ve been going through his mind. But he stood there almost obediently, allowing his mother to look over him. She looked down at his erection, which he vainly attempted to cover with his hands, And she reached out to touch it. His hands moved to his sides without her uttering the instructions, she now knew he wanted this. She circled her fingers around the shaft and squeezed, testing it’s rigidity, making sure the nervousness hadn’t caused him to soften, it hadn't. She slowly slid her grip along the smooth flesh. His eyes were on her hand. He was breathing heavily, no longer scared of being caught in the act of masturbating, but now rather, he was scared that this moment might end at any second, so he stayed silent and still. To his dismay she let go, and turned around, facing her back towards him. She leaned forward and placed her hands on the wall in front of her. She arched her back inward, sticking her butt towards him and angling it upwards, presenting her spread gnash. She still said nothing, waiting patiently, but inside she was terrified. There was no coming back if this failed. But her fears were short lived. Her son gripped her hips with both hands and she felt his cock head pressing into her. He pushed all the way in and stopped, they let out a collective gasp. He pulled back, and in her head she screamed “god no! Please don’t take it out!”, and as if her prayer was answered he slammed back in. He did this slow, hard, motion a couple more times, then His rhythm sped up quickly. The loud slapping of wet skin drowned out their groans, neither of them could hear the others moaning and lustful "yeses", but it didn't matter. His thrusts became uncontrollably rapid, almost violent. He was about to cum. No force on earth could’ve stopped him in this moment. He may have forgotten that this was his mother he was ravaging.. or maybe he was the most lucid he’s ever been, maybe the thing racing through his mind was “I’M FUCKING MY MOM!” and that’s what was causing the intensity of this pleasure. Either way, he came.. It was the most powerful orgasm he’s ever had. The force of his hips shoving his organ into his mother was enough to lift her off her feet each time. Rasheda hadn’t been close to climax when she realized he was nearly there, which didn’t bother her, but his increased ramming, and even the intensity of his loads shooting into her were enough to put her over the top at the last moment, and they both screamed in pleasure, as mother and son simultaneously orgasmed, the shower amplifying the sound throughout the empty house.

Rasheda admitted that it wasn’t a one time thing, 2 years later they are still regular lovers. But what I wanted to know more than anything, was did it ruin their mother-son relationship?? And according to Rasheda it hadnt. For nearly the first year they never talked about sex, they never even acknowledged it, even though they were doing it regularly. He immediately moved back home so he could have her whenever he wanted, although it was never stated. Their system was to simply do it but never speak of it.. They never even asked each other to do it. She would climb into bed with him, he would climb into bed with her, they would join one another in the showers, even around the house, he would just pull up her dress and fuck her from behind while she was in the middle of doing anything!.. Things like that. But when sex wasn’t in play they lived like normal, he still called her mom, she still told him to do chores around the house, stuff like that. Finally after a year, they actually talked about their sex life.. He was driving them across the state to go visit family for a holiday weekend, and in the car he asked for a blow job..

“so, we won’t be able to do anything until we go back home. Do you think you could give me a BJ?” It was the first time either of them had spoken of their forbidden sex life, but What’s more, it was the first time he’d hinted that he wanted a blow job. She’d given them to him as foreplay, just to get him ready to stick it in her, but that was it.

“um sure.” Was all she said. Laughing to herself at how absurd it sounded. Then she leaned over and got to work carefully pulling his tool out while he drove and sucked him off. Once he’d finished she sat back up, secretly proud of herself.

“wow thanks!” he said, “I haven’t gotten a blow job since before I moved back home.”

“what are you talking about, I do them all the time.”

“no I mean like a real full on BJ.. You know..”

“you mean where you get cum in my mouth?” she said, smirking a little.

“ya! I’ve always really liked them.. They just feel different from sex, it’s a nice change sometimes.”

“then why haven’t you asked me before?”

“I don’t know..” he said bashfully.. It was at this moment that they both realized that neither of them had ever spoken about sex with one another.

“well, I guess from now on, say when you want something.”

“oh, ok, ya I will!... You too.” They smiled at each other.

“you know if you like blow jobs so much, they’re pretty quiet, we could do that this weekend while we’re visiting."

“ya, I’d like that a lot!” They both felt proud about how mature and productive that talk had been… and from then on they would openly talk about sex, but just to one another of course.

To be Continued...