Dawn SeXStoRY

by stevie3624 The "Coffee & Cake" was as packed as the mall since Christmas was only two weeks away. Ginny and Dawn were fortunate that a small booth in the corner opened up just as their turn came to be seated. Ginny said, "Ooh this is nice, and those cinnamon buns smell fantastic...share?" "Why not," her friend said. "But you're such a bad influence on me Ginny, you never gain an ounce, and I gain a dress size after we're together, but we do have fun – not to mention all the money you help me get rid of." "Hey, we work hard enough, Ginny said, "Let's enjoy it while we can. I think the k**s are going to like all this stuff." "k**s...can you believe it Ginny, your Tommy and Frank Jr. practically running the business and my Billy getting that bonus to join West-Tech? "Yeah it is amazing how the time went. You know Dawn, I really didn't think it would work out with my boys going in with 'Frank the Fuck,' but they are doing well." "See Ginny, I always said he would be good for something some day." "Well he was never any good to me, and as long as I don't have to see him, it's okay." They ordered and Dawn said, "Ginny, let me ask you something, did your boys ever get out of line with you?" "Are you k**ding, Frank Jr. mouthed off to me enough to make me glad he finally moved out." "I didn't mean like that," Dawn said. "And I meant to ask you, how come Tommy didn't move out with him?" "Well...I guess Tommy still likes living at home, and you know he's different than Frank. Frank is out every night with a different girl and Tommy just wasn't ready." "Well anyway, I'm glad that Tommy and Billy are friends; they're as thick as thieves lately, aren't they? But you know Ginny, I worry about Billy, he's so shy, and I also worry that he doesn't date; I can count on one hand the number of times he's been out in the last few years. That doesn't mean that he's not thinking things, but I don't know if they're the right things." "What are you talking about Dawn?" "I mean, well I've noticed something with Billy in last few months, sometimes I think I can see that he's...hard." Ginny laughed out loud. "Boys that age are hard all the time, your not that old that you've forgotten. Remember Max?" She laughed again. "No, I mean I notice it now when he's around me...and he always seems to be looking at my body." "Well, you do have a nice pair babe." Ginny laughed and said, "I think he's just thinking about getting laid. Speaking of which, you haven't done much mattress dancing yourself lately for a sexy single parent. Girl, you should get yourself a nice young twenty year old...honey, they can go all night." Dawn laughed, "Are you talking from wishful thinking or experience now?" "OH experience babe, long, hard, experience; oh yes, very long and very hard." Ginny laughed out loud and then covered her mouth. "Who is it? You didn't tell me you were seeing someone...you have been a little too cheerful lately...I should have known...so spill." "Oh Dawnie, I haven't had it like this since...I don't think I ever had it like this. I'm not k**ding about him going all night. Five minutes after we do it, he's ready to go again. It's been unbelievable." "So details, details, who is he, where did you meet him?" "Uh...can't say babe." Dawn looked hurt. "Are you k**ding, after all this time, you don't trust me?" "It's not that sweetie, it's just complicated." Dawn muttered, "Complicated my ass." "All right Dawn; nobody knows, and nobody can know, but believe me I've been dying to tell you, so at least I can talk about it with someone" "So come on already Ginny, what's the big deal, is it the mayor's son?" "No Dawnie, it's my son." She hesitated. "It's Tommy." "Whaaat?" "Okay, don't flip out on me Dawnie, it just sort of happened, I know it's messed up, but it was so great neither of us can stop. Dawnie, it's so good, every night, he's there, and he wants me so much." "Wow...well, I am floored. That wasn't even in the realm of my wildest thoughts. You're sl**ping with Tommy? Oh my God, I have no idea what to say." "I've told you a lot of things in the past Dawnie and I know this is a tough one; you've always been there for me, that's why I told you. Just say you're happy for me. I know it's wacky and I have no idea where it's going to end up, but I am having a good time." "Sure I'm happy for you Ginny, it's just that...I don't know; this kind of thing doesn't just happen." Dawn was disturbed, and fought the urge to show her friend her disapproval. But there was a curiosity and she asked, "My God, how did it start?" "I hate to tell you this, but the first time, I was still married to Frank. It only happened once and then I stopped it. Frank was out of town and he took Frank Jr. with him. I went in to take a nap and asked Tommy to wake me for dinner. I was having a sex dream with I don't know who, and in my dream the guy is stroking my ass. I wake up and it's Tommy who's stroking my ass while I'm lying there in my bra and panties. So I say, "What are you doing?" He doesn't say anything; he just starts kissing me. I was still excited and wet from the dream, and he was all over me, and I didn't want to stop Dawnie. Things had gotten so bad with Frank; I just didn't want to stop." They were both quiet and Ginny thought about how hard it was to stay away from her son until she finally split with her husband. And she thought about the day Frank moved out. Frank Jr. had helped him and then stayed over. She pictured the look on her younger son's face when he said, "Do you remember that night mom, and how many times we made love, and how it felt when I was inside you?" She knew the answers to that and to next question he had asked. "And do you remember all the reasons you gave me in the morning why we had to stop, mom?" She could hear own words again, "Of course I remember sweetheart; I remember every minute and every way you touched me...I remember it every day." Dawn also remembered the morning after that first time, when she woke, and how her son asked her to love him one last time before she left him for work. And how she took off her dress and he pulled her into bed before she could finish undressing. She remembered how he took her in their final act of lovemaking. She remembered lying on her side, holding her stockinged leg up as he pushed his thick hardness into her pussy from behind. She remembered his excitement and her own feelings of shame and guilt, and the wet pleasures of release as she stifled her cries during the most intense orgasm of her life. Ginny didn't say any of this to Dawn, but when Dawn asked if it was more than just sex for her and for Tommy, she said, "I don't know babe, and right now, I don't care." For days, Dawn kept re-playing the conversation she had with Ginny. She couldn't imagine why a woman would let her son sl**p with her. And it was even more unsettling for her when she looked at Billy looking at her. There was no longer any question about the way he was looking; he was looking with lust, and the lust was for her. It was terrible, and she did all she could to stifle any excitement stemming from the knowledge that a young man wanted to sl**p with her. At first, she wondered if Billy knew about Ginny and Tommy having sex, but each time his eyes stroked her body, she became more convinced. She knew that he knew, and what he wanted. The thought plagued her; her son wanted her, to sl**p with her, to fuck her. Each night, as Dawn drifted off to sl**p, her thoughts turned to Ginny and Tommy, and then to herself and Billy. More than once, in the fog of half remembered dreams, she saw the unbidden images of her Billy touching her, his cock thick and throbbing for her. More than once an unrecognized young man filled her flesh with his, making her feel what she'd missed for so many years. Dawn's phone rang, as it did almost every morning as she was having breakfast and Ginny said, "I was thinking about Billy and you know what you should do, you should take him to the Bunny Ranch." "Are you k**ding?" "No I'm not k**ding, we're only twenty five minutes from the best legal brothel in America, the girls are clean, and it's about time Billy got an education." "I couldn't do that Ginny, it would be too embarrassing." "Come on Dawnie, that boy needs it, and it might get him out of his shell, well, anyway, you do what you think is best." Dawn did think about it and decided that maybe her friend was right, maybe that would be what her son needed to turn his mind from his i****tuous thoughts. That evening Dawn garnered the courage to say, "Billy, you've got a birthday coming up and I want to give you something...different...a night at the Bunny Ranch...you know what that is, don't you?" He said, "Mom!" He hesitated for a moment and then said quietly, "Yes of course I know what that is." "Well you haven't been there, have you?" "No mom." His discomfort was evident. "Sweetheart, there's nothing wrong with talking about this, we always talk about things together, this shouldn't be any different. I know you go out sometimes, but you never stay very long with one girl; and, you haven't slept with anyone, have you?" She got her answer from his silence. "Well it's time honey, and I think it will give you some confidence to go out more...if you know what to expect, and what to do..." He said, "Oh mom." "Really honey, let's just go over there tonight, okay?" There was a long pause before she heard him say, "Okay." Dawn called the Bunny Ranch and got the details. On the ride over she laughed and said, "You better enjoy yourself Billy; if you knew what this is going to cost me..." When they arrived, she was surprised that he allowed her to go in with him. Six women came out and Billy was asked to choose one. He pointed to Starr, who was probably in her early thirties, the oldest of the girls. She had dark hair and a full bust, the closest in coloring and body type to Dawn. Star took Billy to her room and told him she'd be right back. She had seen Dawn signal her that she wanted to talk. Starr said to Dawn, "I've had a lot of fathers bring their sons in; it's nice to see a mom doing it too." "Dawn smiled at her and said, "It was time; I want him to have fun, but I also hope you can teach him something...is that okay?" Starr laughed, "Of course honey, you paid for enough time for a bit of education also." When Starr went back into the room, Billy was sitting on the bed with his hands folded in his lap. Star walked over and sat beside him. She could see how nervous he was, but she didn't spout any platitudes about relaxing and what a good time she was going to show him. She put her arm around his neck and gently kissed his face and neck until he was at ease enough to put his hand on her arm and stroke it. She smiled and said, "Now how about if we start up here darlin'?" She removed the halter top that showcased her big breasts and she could see his eyes widen even though he was trying to be discreet. She said, "Tell me what you're thinking baby." "I'd like to suck on them," he said. "Well you just go right ahead," she said as she cupped one of her heavy breasts and offered it to him. He sucked on her nipples long enough to make Starr think he would do it all night, so she said; "You got my titties all excited, now it's time for some pussy baby." She made a hand motion and asked, "Do you know what that means?" He shook his head 'Yes.' Her thumb held her ring-finger down below the three upright digits. "I thought you might," She laughed, "It seems all the college boys know the 'Shocker,' but Starr is going to show you something even more pleasing for your lady friends.' It's called the 'Butterfly.' She wiggled her index and middle fingers and then took off her panties. She was shaved clean and Billy couldn't help but stare at the shiny slit. Starr sat back on the bed and opened her legs. She said, "You look all you want baby." She let him touch her as she explained the sensitivities of her anatomy. When he had his face between her legs as she'd instructed, she taught the young man her version of 'The Butterfly.' Pros don't usually come with their clients, but sometimes they do. Starr was excited at the prospect of teaching the young virgin, and his ministrations on her clit sent her over. "You have a tongue with talent baby," she said. "Now we'll get started." She undressed him and was sincere when she remarked that the burgeoning hard-on under her stroke was going to make the girls very happy. Billy had his first blow job and the experienced Starr knew exactly when he was going to come, even if he didn't. She took the condom off him and allowed him to come on her tits. He'd come quickly. He apologized for coming so fast and she said, "That's what you're here for baby; you're going to come a lot more before we're through." During the next few hours, he did. She took Billy through many positions and techniques, and during each orgasm, one word reverberated through his mind and body, 'Mom.' When Billy finally came back to the sitting room, he was flushed, and the smile he wore was one of excitement. Dawn thought she hadn't seen his eyes sparkle with that enthusiasm for years. On the ride home she didn't question him because he seemed content to quietly savor his experience. Before they went off to their bedrooms, she kissed him and said, "Happy birthday baby." He hugged her close to his body and said, "Thanks mom; it was a great present." During the following months Billy dated lots more than before, although there was only one he saw more than a few times. Her name was Jennifer and they had sex after a few dates. She liked oral; she especially liked his oral. She told him it was the only time she'd 'Lost control' during sex. Billy didn't lose control and didn't lose any sl**p over cooling the relationship. He ended it after a few months. Even Dawn dated more at that time, but as she told Ginny in their morning talk, "It just doesn't mean anything to me, I'm not interested in having sex with these guys, and when I do, it doesn't do anything for me, maybe it's not important to me anymore, I don't know." Ginny answered, "It would be important if you were doing it with the right person. Don't give up Dawnie, he'll come along." Dawn was very ambivalent about talking with Ginny about her relationship with Tommy and she hadn't mentioned it in months. Finally she asked, "Do you and Tommy still...?" Ginny said, "Yes, we still..." she exaggerated the last word and said, "You can't even say it, can you Dawn?" "Of course I can, I just...I don't know Ginny, it's just so hard to understand, how a mother could do that with her son." "It's not so hard to understand if they make each other happy, and they're not hurting anybody and...oh forget it, you're so judgmental about this thing, I think you forgot you're supposed to be my best friend." Dawn said, "Oh I'm sorry Ginny; I really didn't mean to upset you." "It's not you Dawnie, maybe it is hard for anyone to understand it if they're not in the situation themselves. We're all looking for love honey, sometimes it finds you." The next week, they met at the mall and Ginny said, "Here Dawnie, I bought you something to make up for my giving you a hard time." Dawn said, "You didn't do anything honey, it was me, but thanks." She reached into the bag and pulled out something brightly colored in a clear plastic wrapping. At first she didn't know what it was. Ginny laughed and said, "It's Rod and Rod Jr. for those lonely nights." When Dawn realized it was a dildo, she turned red and dropped it back into the bag. They laughed together and Dawn hugged her friend feeling the familiar warmth. For Billy it was a time that his confidence moved into high gear. Despite seeing girls his age, he became even more interested in his mother. He touched her more and kissed her more, careful not to do it in a sexual way, except in his mind. Dawn generally responded with warm hugs and affection. He liked it when she had her hands on him as she spoke to him. It was summer and he walked around shirtless most of the time and it was an accident that she saw him that day in the bathroom with the door open. It wasn't an accident that he had left the door opened. He knew she would walk by. He was standing sideways by the medicine cabinet after a shower, and he was almost completely hard, and Dawn was surprised at how big he looked. She turned away, but not before the image of his young body was etched into her memory. When Billy came down to breakfast, Dawn was at the sink. There's something about women doing dishes that makes men want to come up behind them - and do things. Billy was no different. With the water running she didn't hear him come up to her. She jumped when he held her hips and kissed her neck. He said, "Can I help?" She laughed and turned her head to smile at him. She said, "That's okay baby, I've got it. Thanks anyway." He controlled the urge to press his groin against her butt, and just then the light bulb blew. She jumped and they both laughed as he went to the closet. He pulled the light cord and before getting the step-stool and bulb, Billy noticed a cigar box sticking out from under the towels. He took it down and opened it and found it filled with pictures. He brought the box back to the kitchen and after changing the bulb, he said, "Mom, how come these pictures aren't in the albums?" "Oh, those are mine, from a while ago; I looked at them the other day for the first time in years." "Can I see them mom?" Dawn hesitated, and then said, "Okay." They sat at the table and began going through the photos. "I wasn't bad looking once upon a time," she said. They were looking at some shots of her in shorts and a halter top. Her cleavage excited him and he began to harden. Billy said, "You looked great and you still do mom." "Thanks baby." She smiled. Some of the pictures were cut. It was obvious that she had cropped out his father. He was too young to remember him, but he knew the marriage did not end well. He knew she was unhappy for long time. He put those thoughts aside as he took another handful of pictures from the box. There were a couple of sexy shots where his mother was fully clothed but posed provocatively on a couch and Billy said, "Wow, pretty cool mom, great legs." She smiled and flushed a little. Billy picked up one of her showing a gently swollen belly and smiling widely. She said, "That's you and me honey." She got up and gave him a peck on the head. "Enough nostalgia for one day," she said. "Mom, can I have a couple of these?" "Dawn stopped a moment and then said, "Sure sweetheart." She didn't watch which ones he took before returning the box to the closet. The next morning after breakfast, Billy came up behind his mother as she was doing the dishes. His brain was fevered from the fantasies of the night before and whether, accidentally, on purpose, or accidentally on purpose, his hard-on brushed up against his mother. Dawn became agitated, but maintained herself even though her heart was racing. She fought the surge of excitement caused by the knowing that her son found her body sexy enough to make him hard. "Billy, sit down," she said. "We have to talk about this." He played innocent, "What are you talking about mom?" "Look Billy, you know what's going on with Tommy and his mother, don't you." It wasn't a question. He shook his head 'Yes.' Well I want you to know something. Maybe taking you to the Bunny Ranch gave you some ideas, and maybe Tommy may have given you some ideas, but I don't care what he and his mother are doing. And I just don't think what they're doing is right." She hesitated and then said, "It doesn't matter; Billy, you and I are not going to have sex." It was out there as plain as day, and all Billy could do was to try and get a coherent sentence out. "MOM," He feigned surprise that she could even think it. "I never said I wanted to have sex with you." "You didn't have to Billy. Are we going to talk about this, or are we going to ignore it until what little f****y we have disintegrates?" "Okay mom, but I can't help how I feel...I'm not trying to upset you." "Listen baby, sons go through this sometimes with their mothers, but you have to, I don't know, concentrate someplace else, go out more and find a girlfriend. It'll pass Billy; you're not always going to feel this way, and it's not right." "What's not right? Tommy and his mom are old enough to know what they're doing and I don't see why it's wrong just because some people think it's wrong. Mom, I love you, and I'd think you have a sexy body whether you were my mother or not and..." "Billy, there's a right way to love your mother and a wrong way, just love me the right way and we'll both feel better. Let's not let this spoil everything, okay baby?" He got quiet and said, "Okay mom." She gave him a kiss on the top of his head and though he wasn't sure what he was saying 'Okay' to, he didn't want to fight with her. When Dawn went to bed that evening, her conversation with Billy kept running through her mind. The idea that he found her sexy was an involuntary stimulant. She tried not to imagine what he imagined, but she couldn't banish the images of her son body, next to hers, hard, as he was in the bathroom that day. Dawn examined Ginny's gift and turned it on. The pliant rubber that felt so good in her hand began its gentle hum and slow rotation. She put the big end on her pussy and immediately the tempo of her breathing increased. She'd never seen one like it, and when she inserted it, the proximity of the smaller prong to her pucker left little doubt as to its function. She pushed the small rubbery end into her hole and the dual stimulation was a novel experience for her. Most of her sexual partners had tried to get her to have anal sex with them, but she'd never allowed it. It felt good. It felt good in her ass and it felt good in her pussy. Dawn allowed her fantasy to take her to orgasm. The man who held her and took her, was a stranger, but there little doubt that the cock that was inside her was strikingly similar to the one she had so recently seen. Time passed and Dawn thought often about what Ginny had said about love. She went out looking for love, but it never seemed to find her. She ended up spending more time alone until the carbon copy days and nights seemed to tumble into one another. Billy was out most of the time and didn't talk about it. When the hot weather returned Dawn asked Billy to spend a day with her at the mall for a movie and some shopping, to escape the heat. Billy went expecting to be bored. That thought passed as soon as she came out to show him the first thing she tried on. It was a black dress that had a deep V-opening. Dawn said, "This shows too much doesn't it?" He loved the sight of her creamy skin, but he just said, "It's okay." Billy was turned on, imagining that his mother was dressing up for him. She kept saying, "I'm almost done baby." He wasn't in a hurry. She paraded and turned before him in a short skirt that made him want to slide his hand up her leg to that place he fantasized about, and the tank top she came out in caressed her breasts the way he wished he could. That evening was so hot that the air conditioner couldn't keep up. Dawn didn't put on a bra under the thinnest tee shirt she had. She could have found a thin bra, or a more substantial tee, but she chose not to. She also chose to have two beers with dinner when one was usually more than enough for her to get a buzz on; she drank so rarely. Billy never took his eyes from her softly swaying breasts or the tips that became evident as the fabric grazed across them. Dawn also chose to sip on another beer as she and Billy watched TV. She slurred her words a bit as she leaned against him and said, "This is nice." The movie True Romance came on and Billy said, "I saw this, it's with Christian Slater and Roseanna Arquette. I wouldn't mind watching it again, but I don't think you'd like it mom, it's pretty violent." Dawn was interested after the first scene and said, "It looks okay, why don't we try it?" As the film progressed she became engrossed. Love had found him and she got teary thinking about her own longings. Dawn was leaning against Billy as they watched. She felt safe against her son's body. Her thoughts faded into feelings as she raised her head. She looked up at him. Lately women had looked at him that way. It was usually before he kissed them or they kissed him. He thought she was d***k and his reluctance fought his inclination. She kissed him. She melted in his arms. Both of their hearts raced as the long kiss continued. Dawn took her son's hand and brought it to her breast. He released her from the kiss and said, "Mom, you've had too much to drink." She looked up at him and her eyes were clear, and any trace of a slur was gone when she said, "No Billy, I'm not d***k." She kissed him again with a passion that ignited his own. Her tongue writhed around his with promises. He reached under her shirt. There is nothing that feels as good as the skin of a woman's breast; no fabric, no polished stone, no sanded wood, can match that velvet whisper. And nothing could have been more wondrous to Billy than knowing that the skin he was caressing, was his mother's. He let the silky flesh graze along his palm as he cupped her fullness and his thumb massaged the nipple into full erection. He wanted to see what felt so good in his hand, and he lifted the shirt to expose their well-rounded shape. He was surprised at the size of his mother's nipples. He may have caught a glimpse of them in the past, but up close he found them much larger than he imagined. Their rosy color played off against the pearly translucent flesh in the subdued flickering light from the screen. The young man sucked on his mother's breasts, licking and sucking around the big circle on the ends. She moaned gently and caressed the back of his head. He kissed her, and she kissed him with increasing passion and love, until she lost her breath. He went back to suck on her nipples again until his insistent tugging made her moan louder than before. They were at the point where they both wanted to be together in the way all lovers do, but Billy wasn't sure that his mother was ready to have him inside her. He said, "I want you mom." She held him in her arms and knew that there was only one truthful response for her. With a slight tremble she said, "I want you Billy." His heart raced his mind to the image of his mother taking him inside her. He said, "Mom, I don't have a condom." She said, "No Billy, it's okay, I'm okay, be inside me, I want to feel your skin in me, inside me, inside me." Her words were brave but her body trembled in anticipation of her son's flesh entering her. Dawn opened her legs for her son and as she did, she knew she was ready for him. She was ready to have him inside her pussy and inside her heart. Billy guided himself into her. There was a whimpered cry as the mother took the hard flesh of her son into her depths. He had gone so far into her on his first insertion that she had to catch her breath. She tensed for a moment and said, "OH, go easy sweetheart." He gently stroked her and she realized it would be okay, more than okay. Hard flesh moving in soft flesh released the chemicals of love; juices flowed in their bodies. "Yes baby, like that, yes, yes." Dawn got louder as her son took her. She was surprised at her reactions. It was more than she expected. Her body was shot through with electricity as her young son moved more energetically into her. As Billy inserted himself completely in his mother's pussy, she said, "Oh God, Billy, you're so good for me, so right for me, keep doing that, yes, yes, you fill me up baby, don't stop, sweetheart." Billy had no intention of stopping; he was only hoping to keep stroking her without coming. As soon as he had entered his mother's pussy, he felt as if he wanted to come; only his newfound experience gave him the control to keep from letting go, even when his mother's words only encouraged it. Dawn had gone from one world to another with her son's penetration of her. As he stroked her and touched her and loved her, she felt as if her body was made for him, only for him. With each insertion and with each arch to take him deeper inside her, the mother accepted her son as her lover. As all of Dawn's subconscious emotions surfaced into feelings and thoughts, she came to the euphoric realization, love had found her. Unbidden tears filled her eyes as her body joyfully answered her son's thrusts. With raised hips to take him as deep as she could into her pussy, she took him into the place that was waiting for love. She knew she was his and all she asked as she moved under him was, "Love me baby, just love me." He said, "I do mom, I will." He pushed into her wet depths and each long stroke increased his excitement." Dawn asked, "Is momma good for you baby?" If she knew what was going on in her son's mind and body, she wouldn't have asked. There was an explosion of sensations coming from his dick inside her pussy that was being broadcast to every nerve ending he possessed. Their first fucking went on only a few minutes more. After a few more slides along the walls of his mother's grasping pussy, he knew he was going to come. Dawn actually began to come a few seconds before her son, and when he sensed it, he released his control and let the eruption take its course. "MOM," he cried as the first blast released a cord of hot cum into his mother's pussy. As she felt the hot liquid filling her, she said, "YES, YES, YES," and began a series of paroxysms that took her from one orgasm to a second. The ripples of effect sent waves that made her skin react with gooseflesh. She had never come like that, and she was astonished that it was her Billy that had done that to her body. All she kept saying was "Oh my God," as she held her son in a fierce embrace. He continued stroking until every drop of his sperm was inside her, and when he finally stopped, the ripples that were sent through her body, subsided. She stayed in his arms in a magical silence that neither wanted to break. After a long deep breath, the unadorned and pure words that we all want to hear were exchanged. Dawn said, "I love you Billy." And her son answered, "I love you mom." Even though they'd been said before, they never meant what they did at that moment. For Dawn, it was a moment of clarity. As she kissed her son, she felt free. She knew she would never have to deny her son to herself. She was exhilarated that he would be her love and her lover. She kissed him hard and took his stiffening cock into her hand. She could almost feel the bl**d rushing through his flesh as it expanded to its full girth in her fist. She looked at it and saw the rigid pole pointing straight at her. Dawn couldn't help feeling good that her son was that hard from wanting her. She looked at his face and she saw his desire, but she saw something that excited her even more, she saw that he loved her. She felt his cock move in her hand as he looked at her and her urge to suck him took her over. She moved down and opened her mouth as she held the shaft at its base. It looked massive as she enveloped the swollen mushroom that felt firm and velvety at once. She let her tongue explore the curves and edges of the fleshy head as she sucked. Billy was ignited by his mother's actions. If he hadn't come so recently, he never would have been able to withstand more than a few minutes of what she was doing to him. Dawn enjoyed the sounds of satisfaction her son made as she began to move up and down the portion of the shaft she could get into her mouth. "Oh mom, that feels so good...you're doing it so good." Simple truths and simple desires as his mother did what other girls had done, but not to the same effect. It's different when you're loved. His mother's sucking moved him to want to please her, to make her feel as good as she was making him feel. Dawn didn't know why he pulled out of her mouth until he moved himself into the sixty-nine position. She returned his cock to her mouth as he began to lick her pussy. It was almost too much, and when he started the 'Butterfly' around her clit, it was too much. She had to stop sucking him and within a minute she was crying out in orgasm. It was explosive and unexpected and her body rocked in pleasure. After she caught her breath, all she could say was, "My God." She went back to sucking her son, determined to have him come in her mouth. He also went back to sucking her, playing with her pussy with his tongue, mouthing her until she rose again to ripples of excitement. Her hand caressed his balls as she sucked him and when she sensed that he was about to come, she said, "Do it to me again Billy." He knew what she wanted and he did the 'Butterfly' on her. She fought the urge to stop sucking on him and then he warned her, "Mom, I'm going to come." He expected her to pull off him, but she kept sucking with an intensified flurry. She wanted him to come in her mouth. Billy satisfied both of her needs at once; as he did the "Butterfly," he gave her his first release. Dawn was overwhelmed; another shattering climax rocked her as her son's sperm filled her mouth. She became so caught up in her own orgasm; she kept swallowing her son's cum as fast as he discharged it into her mouth. She was limp when they were done and could only manage to say, "Oh Billy, Billy, Billy." Drained and exhausted, she still found the strength to crawl into the warmth and safety of her son's arms. They both slept unmoving, long into the night. Finally, Dawn stirred. Billy's eyes were still closed when he reached for his mother to be sure she was still there. He touched her skin and he knew he had to have her again. He found her breast and fondled it as her body and urges were awakened. She turned to his kiss with a sl**py smile. They touched gently and Billy stroked his mother's hips and ass. The firm globes were pliant under his increasing insistent touch. She opened her legs and his finger found the pucker. He massaged it and after hearing the encouraging sounds his mother was making, he inserted his finger inside her. The feeling reminded her of the pleasure she took from the double dildo. Billy fingered her and she responded. He put her completely on her back and approached her as he had the first time he was inside her. He held her ankles and using his hips he positioned his stiff cock at her entrance. He was rock hard and she was soft and wet. His shaft penetrated her pussy. She smiled in pleasure as her son stroked her. She felt lucky. Billy pulled back after a few minutes and pushed her legs closer to her body. Dawn was supple enough to hold her legs back. She had never felt so open, or exposed, or desirous of anyone. Billy brought the soaked head of his cock to her small opening and put it against the tight ring. Dawn's heart thundered as she realized what he was about to do. Billy said, "Mom..." She knew his question and she answered before he said anything. "Yes baby, do it, do it." He pushed his cock into his mother's ass. There aren't many mother's who could love their son's that way, and fewer that would. Billy knew that what was happening was special and before he entered her he said, "Mom, I love you so much." She turned her head to him and gave him a smile filled with love and desire. "Yes baby, I know you do." She said that and knew that was why she could let him love her any way he wanted to. She pulled back on her legs opening herself as much as she could for him. He pushed the thick mass into her small hole. Dawn didn't know what to expect, and the sheer size of his cock stretched her fully. Every part of her body screamed to her to stop him, but her will and her love for the boy made her continue. She was determined to give him what she'd never given to another man. After the initial shock of having her tight channel spread and filled, the long caring strokes of her son became tolerable. As more of his long cock disappeared into her dark heat, the sensations ignited Dawn's desire for her son. Realizing that she could do this for him, she relaxed, and found his entries more stimulating and exciting, than uncomfortable. Soon, the rhythm of his fucking took over and she felt the gratification of having her son take her that way. Into the deepest recesses of her body, her son became part of her once more. As the insertions into her went deeper, the pace became fluid and she was taking his whole length into her channel. The tight walls constricted around his width and they both felt every inch as the young man took his mother, and she gave herself to him. Dawn was taken over by the love she felt for her son as he fucked her. The new feelings washed over her as she enjoyed the heat and pressure of her son stroking into her tight channel. Dawn was filled with a mother's love as she gave herself to her son. She said, "I'm gong to be the best mom for you, always baby." Billy pumped fully with each entry into her ass and said, "I know mom, you already are." "I'm going to be here for you baby," she said as her excitement made her words slur together. "Whenever you want me, whenever you need me, just promise me you won't go to anybody else for sex baby, promise me." "I won't mom, I promise, I have everything I need here mom, your pussy, your ass, only you, only you, I promise." He was now deep enough into his mother so that his balls pressed into the flesh of her ass at the end of each stroke. Even in his limited experience, Billy knew that taking his mother from behind wasn't by chance. He craved her, and he craved her this way. He needed to love her like that and in the short time since his mother couldn't conceive of it; she now wanted him there as much as he did. He couldn't wait to fill her ass with his cum. He raised himself and told her he was coming. She reached behind and spread her cheeks for him, telling him, "Yes baby, come in mommy's ass, come, yes, oh fuck, fill me baby..." The tight pull on his shaft charged up his first release. It felt more like a detonation when he finally let it go. One burst of cum f***efully followed the next, filling his mother's ass with cum until the small channel couldn't contain it. Dawn said, "Don't stop baby, don't stop," as her son kept penetrating the slickly lubricated hole. She yelled "GOD YES, YES," as she crested. He reached and stroked his mother's swollen clit and pussy and she came again and again because he kept penetrating her, long after he had no more sperm to give her. They descended from their peak of passion, exhilarated from the intensity of their orgasms. After a quiet moment, Billy told his mother, "Mom, being in you like that was the best sex I ever had." She said, "Yes sweetheart, it was so good." The satisfaction they felt only led to a whetting of their hunger for each other. Billy and Dawn's night was spent in love and loving, and in the morning Dawn said, "I don't care what anybody says, too much of a good thing – is wonderful." He laughed as he kissed her and Billy and Dawn, began.