When Ken got into the shower and started washing, the first thing he did was lather up his aching cock. He kept thinking about that image of his mother on her hands and knees with her ass and pussy hanging out in the open. For that matter, he wondered how many others might’ve seen his voluptuous mom from the same point of view since he’d been away. Finally having the house to herself, could she have been taking advantage of it and seeing men for the first time in years? It wasn’t like she didn’t deserve to. Her life had been pretty much centered on her son for so long.
In all the time since she and his father split up Cathy never dated or brought any men home, but her son had heard the telltale sounds of her masturbating in her room often enough to know she a very healthy appetite. Even though she always tried to time her sessions for late at night or times she thought Ken wasn’t home, her private me-time sessions were long and frequent. As horny as she obviously was, her son realized it had to be incredibly frustrating for her to deny herself real cock for so long.
With his rigid rod in his slippery, stroking fist, Ken couldn’t help imagining his mother taking strange cock in her empty house while he’d been away. He started to imagine her in different positions with a long, thick cock pumping into her wet pussy. It made his shaft throb in his slippery fist as he stroked harder and faster, but every time a new image came to his mind he found himself seeing his own cock driving into his mother’s luscious slit.
It was the first time Ken had ever blatantly imagined fucking his mother, but he had to admit he’d been skirting the idea for a long time. There was no question in his mind that he’d been in love with her forever. And it wasn’t the usual son’s love for his mother. Why else would the idea of her fucking new and different cocks while he was away make him feel so jealous yet so turned on at the same time? Seeing Cathy in the yard had just brought it all unexpectedly to the forefront, and even if he could never admit any of his feelings to her, it was about time he admitted it to himself.
Ken’s dick felt as hard as it ever got and he quit worrying about anything but relieving the tension in his body over his beautifully curvy mom. But in the midst of his stroking he heard a shriek all the way from downstairs. Then less than a minute later the bathroom door flew open as his mother burst into the room. The only thing keeping Cathy from seeing her son with his hugely swollen cock in his hand was the plastic shower curtain.
Ken carefully pulled the curtain aside to reveal himself only from the shoulders up, keeping his rock hard boner hidden from his mother’s view. He couldn’t help keeping his hand around his shaft, though. Hopefully she wouldn’t be there long and he could finish cumming and washing before getting dressed again to catch up with her.
“Baby,” she said excitedly. “I didn’t know you were coming. Oh my god I can’t even tell you how happy I am you’re home. I was so worried about you being on campus.”
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