Son Finds Heaven in The Hot Tub

Cherry sighed heavily as she walked into her son's room. This must be the messiest room on the planet that belonged to a 19 year-old boy, she thought. There were clothes everywhere, which she began to toss into a large basket. She was about half way through the clothes and ran out of room in the basket. Choice time, go start laundry or move on to the mountains of paper everywhere.

Cherry sighed again and began to collect the papers on the floor. If they were covered in clothes, William, her son clearly did not need them. She got on her knees and collected more papers from under the desk. She gave a yank on a paper that was stuck and a whole stack of magazines spread out in front of her. She dropped the papers in her hands, in shock, when her face seemed to stare back at her from the covers. As she began to move through the pile, each face that looked up at her had her silky brown hair and dark brown eyes. Most had her olive skin tone. Some where bigger, thinner, or older than her 40 year-old, 44-38-44 body, depending on the title.

The next magazine in the stack caused her to grasp. The title "Family Talk" was emblazoned across the cover in bright orange letters and again, a similar face looked up at her. It seemed as if this one was more used than the others. There were several dogeared pages and the spine clearly was cracked. Her curiosity got the better of her and she began to flip through to the first bent corner. It was in the letters section, so it was a real life account. The title of the letter was "Best Screw of My Life". It was the first line that shocked her "Looking at my Mom gets me hard." Her breath caught in her throat. She wondered, did that happen to her son?

She thought back over the last few months and the puzzle pieces fell into place. The last several months her son started walking into her bedroom without knocking. Most of the time she was fully clothed. Other times it was a little disconcerting. Those times she was in various stages of dress or undress, depending on the hour, when her son came barging in. Those occasions she was in her bra and thong back panties. At first she would rush to cover up and yell at her son for not knocking. After a couple of weeks she gave up telling him to knock because it did no good. After about a month she got tired of covering up.

It was at that point William began coming into the bathroom unannounced. He always had some silly excuse for being there. Most of the time she was wrapped in a towel. Since he had seen her in her bra and panties she thought nothing of it. A couple times in the last two weeks she had just turned off the water, so she was fully naked and wet when he entered the bathroom. The first time she grabbed a towel covering herself up quickly. After that her reaction time seemed to slow down when it came to reaching for the towel.

Her eyes grew wide and her mouth dropped open with the realization that her son was clearly attracted to her. What really surprised her was how subtly she had started to be more comfortable being fully naked in front of her own son. She thought back on the last encounter with him, this very morning in fact. She was coming out of the shower and there he was again, she had not even heard the door open. Did she even close the door before getting in the shower? No, no she had not closed it. There she was dripping wet, fully naked, discussing the school supplies he would need two months from now. His short light brown hair a mess as if he had just woke up. He had on tight blue nylon running shorts that matched his eyes and nothing else. All of the muscles on his 6-foot frame where defined nicely. She also remembered how her nipples began to get hard at the sight of her son standing there. After what had seemed like forever, she reached for her towel.

Why had she taken so long to reach for her towel? Even now her nipples were getting hard and clit tingling. Her body was reacting when her mind was telling her it was wrong. She looked down at the magazine in her hand. Surely it could not be that wrong if others were doing it and telling people about it. She had to admit the sight of her half naked son made her moist. Since her divorce a couple of years ago, no one she dated had made her as damp as her own son had in the last few days. She felt the tension in her shoulders and headache beginning behind her eyes. The magazine dropped from her hands and she got up off her knees, covering her eyes. She was done and just wanted to shut her mind off. She left William's room without looking back.

She made her way down the hall and into the kitchen. Once there, she got out the biggest wine glass she could find and filled it with her favorite red wine. She quickly emptied the glass and filled it again. She took a deep breath and took a long slow sip. She spotted the bubbling hot tub, remembering she was going to soak while the clothes were washing. Forgetting the laundry, she took a few steps and dropped her robe on the kitchen floor, revealing a cherry-red bikini. It showed off her 44 DD tits, round ass and thick thighs. She grabbed the glass and the bottle and made her way to the hot tub. Placing the glass and bottle on the edge of the tub, she then sank her voluptuous body into the warm water. She let the bubbles envelope her and closed her eyes.

William walked into the front door, thirty minutes later, after his run. He stopped dead in his tracks at the sight of the robe on the floor. His cock began to stiffen in his blue nylon shorts at the thought of what his Mom might be wearing now. He then spotted the nearly empty wine glass and bottle by the hot tub on the patio. He could just barely see the top of her head over the edge of the tub. His mind went instantly to his favorite cherry red bikini. He adjusted his cock and quickly moved to his bedroom.

William closed his door behind him and kicked off his shoes and socks. He eased on to the bed stroking his cock through his shorts thinking of his Mom in the cherry red bikini. He rolled on to his side to get his favorite magazine out. That is when he noticed his dirty magazines in disarray. His favorite "Family Talk" was spread open on the floor. Well, his secret was out now, no wonder she was drinking, he thought. It was then that he hatched a plan to get his fantasy to come true.

William adjusted his cock in his shorts and opened his bedroom door. He was as noisy as possible coming down the hall. He made his way into the kitchen and noisily looked for another bottle of wine. While he was looking he saw a little movement out of the corner of his eye, but thankfully she was not getting out of the tub. Once he located the bottle, he filled a glass and took a swig for courage.

"I brought you some more wine Mom," he said as he entered the patio. He had his glass in one hand and the bottle in the other. He was pleased to see his favorite bikini on her sexy body. It did not seem possible but he got harder at the sight of her bikini-clad body.

Cherry looked at him. Oh God, she thought, he looked even sexier with the sweat still glowing on his runner's body. She had to look twice to verify that she could see his rock hard cock outlined through his skimpy shorts. She nodded her head, not trusting her voice. He pored her another full glass and put the bottle next to the other. He took another deep draw of his glass as she did the same.

"Mind if I join you, Mom? I need to relax my muscles after my run," he asked.

"Sure. Why not?" She slurred. She should have stopped at four glasses, she thought. She placed her glass next to one of the bottles and let the warm water cloud her thoughts.

William finished his wine, placing his glass next to his Mom's and then lowered himself in the hot tub. He sat down in the tub, so close to his Mom that his muscled thigh rubbed against her soft one. He thought it was a really good thing when she did not move her leg away. He smiled at the feel of her thickness against him.

After a few moments, he rested his arm against the back of the tub. Cherry laid her head against his warm arm. William began to rub her neck, with one hand. A moan escaped her lips.

That was the noise William was waiting for. He knew it was just a matter of time before his cock was going to be buried deep into his Mom's pussy. His cock twitched.

"So tense, Mom. Let me help you with that," he said softly.

He then pulled her by her shoulders floating her in between his spread legs. He massaged her shoulders and neck. She felt boneless. Again a low moan came out of her throat. His cock could barely be contained now in his skimpy shorts. He pressed his cock into her round soft ass. She opened her eyes but quickly shut her mind back down, when it whispered this was wrong. There is no way this wonderful feeling could be wrong.

William's young impatience and throbbing cock was getting the better of him. Without a word or pretense he untied the top of the cherry red bikini letting his Mom's 44 DD tits float free in the bubbling warm water. She moaned quietly and leaned back against her son. William reached around kneading his Mom's huge tits and kissing the back of her neck.

"Yes, baby," Cherry breathed out.

Not needing anymore encouragement, William continued kissing her neck and ran his hands down her sides, coming to rest on the ties to her bikini bottoms. He untied them quickly, ready to feel all of his Mom's naked body against his. He let the bottoms float free and ground his nylon clad cock against her naked ass. He moaned low. Then he moved from behind his Mom and eased her back into the seat. He slid the cumbersome shorts down, freeing his rock hard throbbing 9-inch cock. Cherry's eyes grew wide at the sight of her son's huge cock and she licked her lips.

William could not go on another second without tasting those lips. He bent down and hungrily took her mouth. Her lips and tongue where more intoxicating than the wine they had earlier. She tasted like ripe cherries as he deepened the kiss. Their tongues mating like their bodies soon would be. Cherry felt as if she was flying. Her head was spinning and body tingling. She moaned around his tongue when his hands found her nipples. Her fingers located his nipples and mirrored the pinching and rubbing that her son was doing to hers. She then ran her hands down his chest, then stomach slowly, feeling his body quiver. When her hands finally touched his cock he was almost shaking.

William broke the kiss and whispered, "So glad this did not stay a fantasy. You taste and feel like heaven, Mom."

"You have not felt anything yet, baby," Cherry said as she began to stroke her son's throbbing cock.

"Oh God," he said huskily.

William dipped his head down and began to suckle his Mom's left nipple. After a few moments, he was making noises like he was eating something that tasted wonderful around her nipple. Cherry moved her hands faster on her son's cock.

He stopped suckling and looked his Mom in her eye, saying to her, "Keep that up much longer, Mom, I am going to blow and I want to be in you when I do that."

Cherry gave one last stroke and rose out of the tub. She pressed her body against her son's hard body and kissed him deeply. His fingers began to rub her clit. She eased back from the kiss and turned to present her round ass to her son.

William dipped his tongue deep into his Mom's tight pussy. It tasted even better than her mouth had. Cherry moaned loudly. He fucked his Mom's soaking wet pussy with his tongue slowly.

"Oh fuck. I am not going to last much longer if you keep that up baby boy and I want you in me when I cum," Cherry breathed out.

He removed his tongue and rubbed his cock on her wet warm pussy lips. She bent over and grabbed the side of the tub. Then he sank his hard cock slowly in his Mom. They both gave a satisfied groan as he became sheathed in her tight pussy. William ran his hands over her round ass. Then he held her hips and began a slow pace savoring in the feel of his Mom. Cherry rocked back meeting him stroke for stroke. He picked up the pace and moved his hands to her tits, squeezing them firmly. Cherry was moaning uncontrollably now.

"You are so tight, Mom. I cannot last much longer," William gasped.

"Cum baby boy. Cum in the pussy that made you," Cherry cried out between moans. Needing no more encouragement, her son fucked her in earnest, pulling her back on his cock by her tits, and pounding into her pussy hard.

"Oh fuck I am cumming!" He screamed.

"Yes me too, baby boy. Fill me, fill Mommy!" She cried out.

He gave a satisfied grunt as he filled his Mom's spasming pussy. Panting and shaking, she collapsed on the side of the tub. William followed not wanting to disengage from the wonderful pussy. The bubbling warm water flowed around them.

"So glad I found your stash of dirty magazines," She said, once she had finally caught her breath.

"So glad I left them where you could find them," he chuckled.