“Phew,” Jason sighed as he pulled off the condom, tied it off, and threw it into the waste basket. “That was amazing, mom — I felt like you were going to milk me dry. Sorry I came so quickly and kept you from yours — you’re just too damn hot.”
Head spinning, Helen glanced at the clock, and realized the boy had been fucking her steadily for 20 minutes. Considering he had outdone his father’s average by an order of magnitude and two mind-bending orgasms, she wondered if he was just blustering.
“Don’t worry, though. I’ll make it up to you right now. With one out of my system, I’m pretty sure I can go for a long time this next time.”
His obvious suggestion blew the fog away from her brain. She sat up and looked him in the eye pleadingly.
“No… not again! We can’t do this again!”
He returned her gaze, “Why not? It’s obvious you need more — look how restless you are. I know I definitely want you, mom.”
He was right. She looked away, “It’s wrong! What about your father? Oh god… Paul…”
Jason approached from behind and wrapped his arms around her. He clutched the box of condoms in one hand.
“Look, it’s not like I’m stealing you from him or anything. It’s just a temporary thing before I have to say goodbye and fly off to college. Come on mom.”
The enormous erection prodding her soft buttocks and his warm lips at her neck didn’t help her resist.
“I-I don’t know…”
“I’m gonna go off and be thousands of miles from home. God knows when I’ll see you again. I’m gonna miss you so much — can’t we make some great, lasting memories?”
“Me too honey, but…”
“We’ve already done it once. What’s the harm in just having some fun?”
“I-I’m not sure…”
“Just one box? Pleaaaase?”
With that, Helen had no choice but to say exactly what she’d said a thousand times before.
“O-ok.”
Jason tightened his hug and kissed her on the cheek, “Yes! You’re the best, mom! You won’t regret this.”
“Just this one box though, ok?”
The boy was already busy removing the shoulder straps of her dress, “Huh? Yeah, absolutely. Wait, can you lift your arms up?”
Helen complied, allowing the boy to slip the dress off, “And only when your father’s not home. He CAN’T know about this — it’d destroy him.”
Having unhooked the bra, Jason began fondling his mother’s ample breasts, “Of course not — we’ll be careful.”
She felt kisses on her neck again, as his hand again began massaging her honey pot, “H-how many condoms *gasp* are there anyw… ohhhhh honey that f-feels amazing.”
The teen nibbled on his mother’s ear, her blissful groan indicating that she shared his affinity for the gesture. He whispered, “I need you.”
Helen watched as Jason rolled another condom onto his steel-hard erection. Before he returned to her, he grabbed the bedside digital clock.
“Hmm, ok… so, dad said he’d be back after the party finishes at midnight. So that leaves about two-and-a-half hours. Leaving time aside to get rid of the evidence I’ll set the alarm for hmm… let’s say 11.”
A whole hour? Surely the boy was joking?
“God damn, mom, you’re so fucking beautiful. Girls my age just can’t compare to a real woman.” Jason sighed as he set the clock aside and gazed upon his mother’s moonlit body.