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Tracy was not unknown to him. They had known each other for six months. They enjoyed being with each other, and both were very happy that their parents were dating. In the beginning, Toby had resisted his mother going out, showing his jealousy. He had become very possessive of her after his father had died, and even more so a year later-was it only last year-when they became sexually involved with each other.
It wasn't that much of an involvement, really.
Toby had come home from school early because of a teachers' meeting, and walked in on his mother with her fingers up her cunt. She had felt safe, alone in the house, and had remained in the living room when the urge came over her. The urge was strong in her, and was getting stronger all the time. She had always been an erotic person, and living as a widow did not excite her in the least. Especially with a young son, who seemed to turn men off. No one, it seemed, wanted to live with or marry a widow with a boy Toby's age.
She gave up one-night fucks as unsatisfactory, and began to stay home and satisfy her urges as best she could alone.
The day her son came home unexpectedly, she had been slumped on the couch, her panties dangling from one ankle, one leg lifted high with her foot in the air. She had jammed two fingers into her cunt and was plunging them in and out swiftly, her other hand clutching the cheek of her ass. She had been about to come when her son came bursting through the door.
Toby had stopped, staring wide-eyed at his mother. For a long, embarrassing time, Judith had frozen, wide open, exposed to her son, fingers rammed deeply into her cunt. When she managed to move, dropping her leg and shoving her skirt down, blushing furiously, she had noticed the bulge of her son's cock in his pants.
Trying to appear calm, Judith smoothed her skirt down, removed her panties from her ankle, and balling them up, left her son standing in the still-open door, eyes huge, his cock throbbing and his balls hot.
Nothing was said until it happened again.
Judith simply could not keep her fingers out of her pussy.
And, of course, Toby caught her again.
This time something was said.
"You like to do that a lot, don't you, Mommy?" he had said, coming close to her before she could jerk her dress down. "I bet it feels real good, huh?"
She had blushed again, but found herself agreeing with her son. She nodded slightly, then left him for the second time with a hard-on in his pants. She began to think about her son's cock, about his almost instant hard-on both times he caught her with her hand in her cunt. She began to wonder if he was jacking it off, playing with it, if he enjoyed it as much as she did.
Deciding it was silly and very stupid to be playing with her cunt alone while her son played with his cock alone, it did not take Judith long to make a decision.
They would do it together . . , Deliberately allowing herself to be caught by her son a week later, it had been easier than she suspected. She took note of the time, and a few minutes before Toby was to arrive, she arranged herself on the couch, her head resting on the padded arm. She pulled her dress to her waist, sliding the fragile crotch of her bikini panties to one side so her cunt was wantonly displayed. Then she opened her blouse to let one rounded tit with a sensitive nipple show. She dropped one leg over the cushions, her foot on the floor. The other she drew up and pushed at the back of the couch. Now, with her legs very wide, one tit showing, her panties to one side, she listened for him.
When she heard him, she stuffed two fingers into her bushy cunt and cupped her tit with the other hand, lifting it so she could run her tongue over the nipple.
"Caught you again, Mommy!" Toby said as he stepped through the door.
This time she did not pull her fingers out of her cunt or shove her dress down. She held her fingers deep, and gave him a long, sexy look with smoldering eyes.
"A girl can't help it sometimes, Toby," she said throatily. "I notice you get a little excited every time you catch me at it."
She lowered her eyes to the front of his pants meaningfully.
Toby grinned, pleased that she didn't try to hide herself this time. He moved to the opposite end of the couch, sitting down and watching her with big eyes.
"What are you waiting for, Mommy?" he asked.
"You mean you're going to sit there and watch?" she asked, a quiver in her voice.
"Why not?" her son said. "I know you do it. . . you know I know you do it, so why can't I watch?"
"You shouldn't watch your mother do this," she said, but her voice was weak. "It isn't nice."
As she said it, she pulled her fingers from her cunt, then slowly pushed them back in, twisting her ass gently with a little moan. Toby stared between her slender thighs hotly, his face flushed with excitement.
Judith could see the bulge of his cock in his pants. Feeling very wicked, surprised at how much fun it was to be watched by her son, she licked her lips and moved her fingers in and out of her cunt a little faster. The soft wet sounds seemed loud in the room, and Toby leaned toward her, mesmerized by her pussy, his mouth slightly parted.
"Why don't you do it, too, honey?" she purred, drawing her fingers out of her cunt and rubbing at her tingling, vibrating clit.
"I wanna watch you first, Mommy," he had said, breathless. "Now I know what a girl really looks like."
"You saw me . . . it, before," she reminded him.
"Yeah, but you ran off before I could get a good look," he said.
Judith worked her fingers deeply into her cunt, then stabbed them in and out, arching her ass to her hand. She twisted her hips as she finger-fucked herself, and with an unexpected explosion, she came hard with her cunt gripping her fingers. Toby watched with intense interest as her ass jerked and trembled, her fingers buried very deeply into that hairy slit.
When she calmed, Judith smiled lazily at her son, stroking her cunt very lightly with the tips of her fingers, tracing the slit from the bottom to the top.
Then, as if this happened every day, she sat up, smoothed her dress, tucked her tit away, and said: "Hungry, baby?"
Toby was very excited and could only nod his head. With a lazy stretch, Judith arched her body, then ambled slowly toward the kitchen, her ass undulating suggestively. As she prepared dinner, Judith realized how much pleasure she had gotten fucking herself that way so blatantly with her son watching. She had always come very well, even alone, but with her son sitting there, his eyes wide, staring at her fingers moving in and out of her cunt, her orgasm had been fantastic.
She made an instant decision that Toby would masturbate in front of her next time.
Her lack of embarrassment didn't really surprise her, either. What did surprise her was her son's total absorption in watching her. He showed an interest she didn't know he had in her body, any girl's body.
A day later, after dinner, she simply took her son by his hand and led him into her bedroom. There she undressed completely, then knelt in the center of the bed, opening her cunt, to his delight. She knelt and fondled herself while Toby gazed, his cock about to burst through his pants.
"Take it out and do it with mother," she had whispered. "Let's do it together, honey. You watch mother and I'll watch."
Toby almost ripped his pants in his haste to get his cock out. Judith gasped as she stared. The cock-head was swollen and smooth, his cock surprisingly long for his age. His fist wrapped about his cock and began to pound back and forth immediately. It was too fast for Judith, but her son was so eager. She wanted to see him naked, as he was seeing her. She wanted her son to look at her body, to appreciate her firm, tilting tits, her shapely ass and long legs. She wanted her son to appreciate what she was showing him, doing with him.
Toby did appreciate what he was seeing, but his excitement was too intense this first time. The way he was stroking his cock told Judith her son had been doing it for some time. Working a finger down between her thighs and into her cunt, she fucked herself with her knees wide, agitating her clit with the other hand. As before, it did not take long before Judith was coming hard, her hips jerking and her tits swaying, cries of ecstasy coming from her. His eyes burned on her son's cock as she waited, anticipating the gush of his juices.
But Toby did not come.
Toby could not come.
He was not quite old enough to come . . . yet.
Judith never discussed it with her son. Each night she would take him into her room, undress for him, and they would jack off watching each other. Within a week, Toby began to show his appreciation of his mother's beauty. He wanted to touch her, to feel her tits and cunt and ass and legs, but Judith refused. Something was holding her back, but she didn't know what. Finger-fucking before him was one thing, but to let her son play with her body was something else. She didn't feel she was ready for that- yet, if ever.
Then Tracy moved in next door with her father, and like boys and girls the world over, they soon became acquainted. Toby learned Tracy was motherless, that her mother had died in a plane crash a year or so before.
Judith enjoyed Tracy visiting. She was a lovely little girl, a beautiful blonde, blue-eyed girl who was delicious to look at.
But so was her father.
Soon, Judith was dating Tracy's father, and she was puzzled about her son's lack of jealousy. He had always been jealous of her previous dates, but seemed to encourage her in dating Brad. What Judith was unaware of was that, when she went out with Brad, Tracy and Toby were together, doing what boys and girls always did eventually. Unlike his mother, Tracy let Toby touch her, feeling her anyplace he wanted, and she touched him, played with his cock and balls. She even kissed his cock once, and Toby was eager to get more kisses on his cock.
Tracy was sure her father was fucking Judith, and told Toby so.
Toby didn't believe her, but Tracy insisted he was.
So Toby asked his mother. "Mommy, are you fucking Brad?"
"Am I fucking ..." Judith asked. "Why do you ask, honey?"
"Tracy thinks you are," he said.
Judith hesitated. She didn't mind her son saying that word. What difference did it make, since they were finger-fucking and jacking off nightly with each other? She was afraid to answer, afraid her son would show his former jealousy.
"What do you think, Toby?"
His eyes lit up. "I think it's great if you are."
"Really?" Judith saw his eyes light up. "You mean it wouldn't make you jealous?"
"Not with him," Toby had said. "He's neat."
But Judith suspected there was more to it than she could see.
But she said nothing, kept dating Brad, and Toby and Tracy kept feeling each other up when alone. While their mother and father were finding a very strong sexual compatibility, Tracy and Toby were learning, experimenting. But somehow Tracy always seemed to know more than Toby.
Even though Judith was fucking Brad, her urges gratified, she could not stop letting her son see her naked, watch her finger-fuck as he jacked on his cock. That was too much fun to give up, no matter how often she had Brad's cock in her hot, juicy cunt.
Then, one day, Toby came.
It happened the afternoon he came home from school and Judith was ready. She had been bubbling with desire all day, and Brad was at work and she was alone. She pulled her son into the bedroom as soon as he entered, undressing swiftly. She sat on the edge of her bed, legs spread very wide, ramming her fingers up her cunt frantically before her son could get out of his clothing. Toby watched her fingers as he undressed, then stood before his mother beating his fist back and forth on his cock. This day, he moved closer to her, standing almost between her thighs. His young balls swung back and forth, and Judith whimpered with a mixed pleasure, watching and being watched by her son.
And for the first time, she began to urge him with lewd words.
"Jack it, Toby!" she had gasped, making juicy sounds with her fingers in her cunt. "Jack that pretty cock off, baby!"
Toby giggled in delight. "I am jacking my cock off, Mommy! You ram your fingers up your wet cunt!"
"Ohhhh, baby, yes!" Judith had breathed. "I will! For you ... I will ram my fingers up my cunt! Ahhhh, Toby ... see mother ram her fingers up her wet cunt! Ooooh, it's going to make me come so hard, Toby! Jack it! Such a sweet, hard cock, such hot balls!"
Toby, standing close to her now, pounding his cock frantically and staring at her tits swaying, her nipples hard, her fingers digging deeply into her hairy cunt, became more and more excited, just as she did.
"Fuck it, Mommy!" he groaned. "Fuck yourself ... oh, Mommy, fuck your cunt! Fuck your wet, hairy cunt!"
"I am! I am fucking my wet hairy cunt!" Judith had screamed, arching her crotch tightly as a powerful orgasm rippled through her. She jammed all four of her fingers into her cunt, holding them deep, feeling her pussy clutch them with hot, wet spasms.
When her cunt calmed somewhat, Toby was still jerking furiously on his cock. She looked at the swollen head, seeing beads of moisture forming on his piss-hole. Her eyes lit up.
"Mommy!" Toby yelped.
And he squirted his first load of come-juice over her stomach. It spattered, hot and slippery, on her flesh, running down her stomach into the soft hairs of her cunt. She stared with wide-eyed fascination as his cock squirted and squirted.
"You did it, baby!" she gurgled when his cock softened in his hand. "You came, Toby! Ohhhh, darling, that's wonderful!"
She clutched her son's naked body against hers. Her tits smashed against his chest as he hugged her tightly. Coming off was not the surprise it could have been, because Judith had prepared her son for the event.
"Ohhhh, I'm a mess," she whispered when he pulled away, reluctant to lose the feel of her hot tits pressing against him.
"I didn't have any warning, Mommy," he said. "It happened so fast."
"Oh, it's okay, baby." She smiled at him. "I didn't mean I don't like it. It's fine ... it felt good to feel you spurt it on me."
"Did it, really?" he asked. "Does that mean I can spurt it on you when we do this again?"
Judith laughed, a low, pleased chuckle. "What happened to all the dirty words, Toby?"
He looked sheepish, but was grinning. "You were saying them, too."
"I was, wasn't I?" She giggled like a shy schoolgirl. "Okay, when you jack off again, and I shove my fingers up my cunt. . . you can come on me. Is that better?"
"That's great, Mom."
"Oh, what happened to Mommy?"
"I'm grown up now," he said. "When a guy comes this way, he should stop calling his mom Mommy like a little kid."
Amused at him, she hugged him again, then pushed him away. "Go check the roast, honey. I've got to shower. You sure came all over me, didn't you? How did it feel-your first come?" "I wanna come and come all the time now." He grinned, and when she presented her back to him toward the shower, he reached out and gave her silky ass a pat.
"Oh-ho," Judith giggled. "We better watch that, Toby."
"Nice ass, Mom."
"Mmmmm, do you really think so?" she asked, jutting her ass at him. "Is it really a nice ass?"
"I like it." He grinned. "I bet Brad fucks it off every time you go out with him, right?"
"You're too nosy," she said, sticking her tongue out at him and entering her bathroom. "It's none of your business if he's fucking me."
Toby snickered as she started the shower.