"What about you, Mom?" he was asking. "Is there somebody you get it on with?"
There was no point in telling him that it was none of his business. He had a different attitude about these things, obviously, and he was just expressing his concern. Jodie tried not to look embarrassed as she answered his question. "Not really," she said. "I have a steady boyfriend, the science teacher at school. Craig Russell is his name. But he doesn't believe in sex before marriage."
Dane stared at her a moment, then cracked up. He just roared, and Jodie could hardly blame him. That had been her reaction when Craig first told her about his old-fashioned moral values. At last Dane got himself under control and looked at her.
"You're not putting me on, are you, Mom?" he asked.
"No, Dane," she sighed. "But I wish I were."
"Poor Mom," he exclaimed, reaching for her, "you must really be horny."
He moved so fast that Jodie wasn't prepared. Suddenly he was rolling her over onto her back and sliding half on top of her. He slipped his arms around her and kissed her on the mouth. Her mouth was half open with a muffled cry of shock, and he slipped his tongue between her lips and probed around.
Jodie couldn't believe what was happening. Her own son was giving her a very sexy kiss, and they were naked in each other's arms. Boys definitely were not supposed to kiss their mothers like this. Ana mothers weren't supposed to react the way she was reacting. Suddenly her body was shaking with lust and excitement.
Stop it, she told herself sternly, he's your son!
But her body was so starved for fucking that she could make only feeble resistance. She pushed against his shoulders and murmured her protests, but it wasn't enough to make him stop. He gave her a deep, long tongue-kiss that left her almost whimpering with horniness. When he finally came up for air, his eyes were hot with lust.
"Listen, Mom," he said eagerly, "we could really help each other out. I mean, I miss Lisa, and you're not getting anything from this Craig. We're both horny, so why don't we do each other a favor?"
Jodie gasped in shock.
"Dane, haven't you ever heard the word incest?" she cried.
"Yeah, but it doesn't scare me," he said. "I mean, if nobody else is involved, who would we be hurting? Come on, Mom. I'm really turned on by you!"
The feeling was mutual. Jodie was about as turned on by her teenage son as she'd ever been by a man. And he was right in a way. They were both horny, and they could help each other out. But that didn't mean they'd be justified in starting an incestuous relationship.
"No, Dane," she moaned, "it isn't right and I won't do it. Now please let me go."
"That's not fair, Mom," he answered, his voice hoarse with longing. "Just feel what you did to me. You can feel it, can't you?"
She could feel it, all right, and she was fighting to get away from it. Dane's cock had mushroomed against her belly as they kissed. And now it felt enormous and hard as a rock. It was torture for the fuck-starved schoolteacher to feel it. It was all ready for action, all hers – but it would be wrong to have it.
"I'm sorry, Dane," she moaned, "but I can't help you. You'll just have to jack off."
"No, Mom," he growled, "you jack me off. You gave me this hard-on, so you take care of it!"
He rolled off her, onto his back, and grabbed her hand. He set it on his prick, which stood up rigidly, at right angles with his flat belly. Jodie shivered as he shoved her fingers against his thick hot column of cock-meat. He forced her fingers around his prick and moved her fist up and down.
"Go ahead," he rasped. "Do it!"
Jodie knew it was wrong, but she was tired of fighting him. She knew he'd keep pestering her till she did something to relieve his lust. She might as well get it over with, and then maybe he'd be thinking clearly again and she could reason him out of his crazy, incestuous ideas.
He let go of her hand, and she started pumping his cock. It was sweet torment. His prick was big, hard, and eager, and it would have taken just one word to have it in her cunt. That was where she craved it, crammed to the hilt in her cock-starved pussy-hole, reaming deep and hard. She was almost moaning with frustration.
But Dane was enjoying himself. He folded his arms behind his head and watched her with a horny grin.
"Yeah, that feels good, Mom!" he panted. "Keep doing it, get me off. You ever do this for ol' Craig? Or doesn't he believe in this, either?"
"Dane, what Craig and I do in private is really none of your business!" Jodie said, blushing.
He gave her a maddening grin.
"I bet you don't do much," he chuckled. "Jesus, Mom, it must really be frustrating going out with the guy. You think he'll finally marry you?"
"I don't know," Jodie sighed. "Craig believes in taking his time to make important decisions."
"Sounds like a really wild and crazy guy," Dane said. "Do it to me a little faster, Mom. Oh, yeah, that's great!"
Blushing hotly, Jodie moved her fist faster up and down her son's throbbing cock. His prick was rock-hard and thick, just like his father's. Even after so many years away from Larry, she could remember just what his cock looked like. It was a beauty, and so was their son's.
She didn't know how she managed to get him off without moaning in frustration. The whole time, she was creaming like mad, her thick and sticky cunt-juices pouring out and soaking her swollen cunt-sut. She would have given anything to be taking her son's massive hard-on in her seething cunt.
But she didn't think she could live with the guilt of fucking her own kid. Surely she couldn't be horny enough to do that.
Struggling to keep her self-control, she pumped Dane's cock even faster, wanting to get him off and end the temptation of his hard and ready prick. He snorted with excitement and got flushed in the face as he approached climax.
"Yeah, Mom, you do that real good," he rasped. "Ohhhhh, yeah, I'm gonna come real quick!"
Jodie was glad to hear that, because she didn't think she could take another minute of this frustration. She craved a hard cock so badly, and she was actually holding one in her fist, but she couldn't have it. It was frustrating enough dating Craig, but this was even worse.
Then Dane reached out and started squeezing her big, hot tits as she jacked him off. Jodie moaned hoarsely, unable to stifle that single cry of longing. Her stiff nipples throbbed against her son's palms. He shivered with excitement, her swollen tits telling him how aroused she was.
"Come on, Mom, let me fuck you," he pleaded. "You know you need it!"
"No," Jodie moaned. "Oh, Dane, no!"
She worked her fist with lightening speed up and down his nearly-exploding cock, trying desperately to get him off before he seduced her into something much more serious. He was already trying to roll on top of her, but her pumping fist distracted him. He stiffened, gasped, and then he rocketed out of control.
"Awwwwwww, shit, awwwwwwww!" he yelled.
He was fucking her fist, and his jizz was flying all over the place, thick wads of come hitting the grass and trees and water. Jodie breathed a big sigh of relief. At least he wouldn't be coming on to her for a while. That tempting hard-on was gone, his lust relieved.
She pumped him dry, then got up and headed for the water.
"We'd better get back to the car, Dane," she said stiffly. "Animals might be getting into the lurch."
"Not unless they have keys to the trunk," Dane reminded her with a chuckle.
But Jodie wasn't listening to him. She was already in the water and swimming away. The boy grinned knowingly and waded in after her.
CHAPTER FOUR
To Jodie's relief, Dane didn't talk about what had happened. They ate their lunch, had another swim, and drove back to town, and he didn't say a word about his mother jacking him off.