“Oh God Helen, I’m so sorry. I don’t know what I was thinking,” Madison stammered, starting to back away.
Before Madison could retreat Helen reached up and took hold of her wrist and held her in place as she swung her feet off the bed and stood up in front of her.
“You wanted to taste him, didn’t you?” Helen asked soothingly, her hands now resting lightly on Madison’s shoulders.
“Ye…yes,” came her soft reply.
“Is that all you want from him Madi?” Helen asked, gazing over toward the doorway as she began to gently pull the straps of Madison’s suit down over her shoulders.
“I…I…don’t know,” Madison whispered, barely registering the fact that her top was being pulled down exposing her breasts.
“Yes you do Madi. Tell me what you want. Tell me what you want John to do,” Helen coaxed as she knelt and pulled Madison’s suit down and off her torso, leaving it bunched at her ankles as she stood back up.
“Please Helen…I can’t,” she responded with a quiver in her voice.
“You can Madi. Say it. Say you want to feel his hard young cock in you,” Helen encouraged a little more forcefully.
“Please don’t make me say it,” Madison implored her while images of her son’s thick hard cock raced through her mind.
“Say it Madi!” Helen urged as her fingers captured Madison’s ripe swollen nipples and pinched them lightly.
A gasp escaped Madison’s lips and her eyes squinted shut as she spoke. “God forgive me, but yes, I want to feel my son’s cock in me!”
John had lain in bed for several minutes before deciding that he wasn’t going to get back to sleep anytime soon. Reluctantly he rose out of bed and stepped into the hallway butt- ass naked. He didn’t think anyone would be up. The light spilling from the main bedroom made him think twice about that so he grabbed a towel out of the bathroom. With the towel securely wrapped around him he made his way to the main bedroom and stopped dead in his tracks before reaching the door when he heard Helen’s voice say, “You wanted to taste him, didn’t you?” When he heard his mother’s reply he stepped into the doorway and stared slack-jawed at the two women. His cock grew and grew as the scene played out in front of him. Releasing the towel he began to slowly stroke his shaft as his mother’s swimsuit was tugged from her body. By the time it was finally off his cock had become painfully hard. He stepped forward and stood behind his naked mother, the urge to touch her overpowering.
Helen took Madison gently by the shoulders and turned her around, softly saying, “Then tell him Madi.”
She almost fainted when she saw her son standing in front of her. She wanted desperately to cover herself with her hands but her arms wouldn’t move, they just hung limply at her sides as her eyes traveled lower on his body. Another gasp escaped her lips when she took in his raging hardness, the veins standing out and pulsating with life. Her eyes lingered a moment longer before she forced herself to look into his face. She didn’t know what she expected to see; perhaps disgust, pity, shame. When her eyes reached his all she saw was love coupled with an intense desire. The kind of desire she’d yearned for from a man.