The Desire Ignited
Patricia found herself sitting at her desk in her office squeezing her thighs together. She realized she was performing a type of masturbation as thoughts of her son, his big cock spewing out cum, and his words about fucking her in the ass ran through her brain on a closed loop.
She sighed and got up and went to the little built-in counter that held a small sink and held her coffee maker. She made a fresh pot and stood there while it was brewing, leaning back against the counter looking out her office window at the beautiful view of GynaDyne’s parking lot. She wasn’t getting any work done. This… thing with her son was bothering her. How should she handle it? Well, she didn’t have to handle it all, did she? It wasn’t like Jacob had come on to her. She’d just accidently seen, and heard, him masturbating to an obvious fantasy about her.
The coffee was done and Patricia poured herself a cup and went back to her desk. She took a sip then set the cup down. “Okay,” she said out loud, “I don’t do anything. That would only embarrass Jacob and me.” Patricia began squeezing her thighs together again. She could “see” her son’s big cock shooting his load of cum into the air and, suddenly, the most outrageous thought popped into her mind: What would it be like to make love to my son.
“Oh my God,” Patricia told herself, “that is so wicked.” But the thought persisted. Her son was a good enough looking young man. He, like his parents, kept himself physically fit. He was a handsome young man with a lean, muscular body. He stood just six feet, two inches tall in his bare feet, one inch taller than his father. And, like his father, now that Patricia had seen it in its fully erect glory, his cock seemed to be just as big as her husband’s fully erect cock, which was a good size in length and thickness. But that shouldn’t matter, she told herself. Jacob is my son. I’m not going to have sex with my son.
And yet, the thought of what it might be like to make love to her son wouldn’t go away. It was terribly taboo, socially condemned, but at the same time it excited her to think about it. This was a sexual fantasy that had never occurred to her of all the sexual fantasies she and her husband shared. But, of course, it was only a fantasy. She would never have sex with her son and surely her son only thought of it as a fantasy, not something to really do, surely.
Patricia couldn’t help herself as her mind expanded on the thought of what it would be like to have sex with her son; what it would be like to take his cock in her mouth, to suck it and have his semen flood her mouth and to swallow it. At that point, Patricia’s right hand reached down under her skirt between her thighs that were still squeezing together rhythmically. Her fingers pressed against her clitoris, pressing and relaxing over and over again. And anal sex, she told herself. Her son had been masturbating to an anal sex fantasy with her.
Patricia and her husband weren’t swingers. They had made a small attempt at it, but it just didn’t seem right for them. Besides which they had a very good and open sex life together. But after watching several porn videos of women being double penetrated, Patricia told Michael that she would like to know what that felt like, but how to do it without another man? Michael suggested his cock and one of the dildos they had. That’s how Patricia had first experienced double penetration and still did. However, there was that part of her mind that wondered how it would feel with two male bodies, one below and one above, making a sandwich of her, fucking her; two strong males bodies with their warm bodies pressing against her and their hard cocks penetrating her, fucking her pussy and her ass at the same time.