Margery couldn't sleep as she listened to her husband snoring. Her mind was still plagued by what she and her son had done earlier, which left her feeling guilty and thought, That's it... I have to stop what I'm doing before this gets too far out of hand. I hope Jacob will understand when I tell him what we've done was wrong.

Then as she got out of bed and tip-toed her way towards the bathroom, she sighed to herself, "I'll talk with him tomorrow about it."

However, when she got outside the bathroom door, her son's half-naked body popped out and startled her.

"OH... Um... Sorry, Mom. I didn't mean to frighten you," Jacob replied as he stood in front of her, only in his white briefs.

"It's okay, Jacob," Margery said and looked downward in an effort as not to stare at him while she tried to pass by.

She was just inside the door when she heard him say, "Oh... I didn't get a chance to tell you how hot you looked before."

Margery stopped and turned around quickly. She grabbed her son's arm and tugged him into the bathroom and closed the door, and whispered, "We have to talk, Mister."

"Wow, Mom. You don't have to be so rough," Jacob said as his mother led him deeper into the room.

"Listen, Jacob. This has to stop right now. I know I'm to blame for most of what has happened. However, it's wrong for us to be grinding and to have done that... I don't even know what to call it, earlier."

"But, Mom, I thought you liked when we ground ourselves like that? I mean, I did feel you orgasm under me. Did I not?"

"Yes... Yes, you did, and I wasn't thinking straight then. But I am now, so let's just try to get back to the way we were before this all happened."

"Mom... Can we at least do it once more," Jacob pleaded and grasped his mother by the waist when he pulled her to his crotch.

"Jacob! What did I just say?" Margery said as she pushed against his chest with both hands.

Jacob held his ground and pulled her towards him until her breast pressed against his chest and slowly rubbed his stiffening dick up to her barely covered crotch and begged, "Please, Mom. One last time and I promise that will be it."

Margery felt his semi-erect pole motioning against her thin panties, and it began to stimulate her and sighed, "Okay, one last time. But that's it. And not in here."

"Then where, Mom?" Jacob whispered as he slipped his hands back to her ass and pulled her mound tight with his now stiff cock.

Margery wiggled herself free from his grasp and said, "In your room. And you have to be quiet."

Like a couple of thieves, they slipped into Jacob's room and quietly closed his door.

Jacob waited next to his bed when his mother said, "Lie back. I'm getting on top."

Jacob did as he was told and watched as his mother sat over him cowgirl style.

"Oh... Yeah..." Jacob hissed as his mother's muff settled down onto his swollen shaft while she leaned forward and rested her palms on his chest.

Slowly, Margery shifted herself back and forth and whispered, "Remember, this is the last time."

All that Jacob could do was nod as his hands snaked up his mother's thighs until he skillfully slipped them under her nightshirt.

Margery whispered, "Jacob... What do you think you're doing?" when she felt his fingers move over her tummy.

"I have to feel them, Mom," Jacob replied, just as his hands grasped both her breasts.

"Jacob! Oh! This...this wasn't part of the deal. You, you, you shouldn't be playing with my tits."

"But Mom. They're wonderful," Jacob commented as he tweaked her nipples in his fingers.

Margery straightened up and spread herself wider as her son toyed with her bosom. Her nipples hardened, and she thought, Oh god, his hands... They do feel so good. No... No... I can't be enjoying this. I have to fight it. I... I... I hhhave--too... Ohhh fffuck...

But try as she might, she couldn't fight off the growing pleasure that pulsated deep from inside her and finally had succumbed to it and lightly moaned. Her hands clutched at her nightshirt and tugged it over her head. Then rapidly placed them on top of her son's and pushed them harder upon her chest.

Margery whimpered and moaned as her hips gyrated while her legs parted more, pushing his rock-hard cock between her velvet-covered slit.

Jacob was in heaven as his mother hastily rocked her hot cunt on his tool. His cum quickly rose, and he squeezed her tits tightly.

"Oh... OH!" Margery whined and tightened her legs on her son's sides as she wildly pushed to and fro on him.

"Oh god! Oh god! I can't help it! He got me too excited again! Fffuck, I'm going to come!" Margery thought as her breath heaved while rocking her excited pussy over her young man's steel pole.

"Mmmom!" Jacob groaned as his sperm raced up his dick; his mother's wicked grinding had now pushed him to the edge, and he grasped her tits even tighter when his body thrust upward, pushing his cock hard against her pussy.

"Mom! Oh, fuck Mom! Oh, Christ!!!" Jacob cried when suddenly, he erupted, spewing all of his hot seed out of his dick and into his shorts.

Margery huffed and feverishly worked herself up to her own climax as her son lay motionless under her. Her body stiffened as the first wave of pleasure raced through her body, and she cried, "Oh fuck, I'm cumming! I'm cumming!"

Jacob grabbed her ass and thrust himself several times as his mother quivered above him.

Margery panted as she slowly eased herself off her son and put her nightshirt back on. Then stood next to him and whispered, "Good night, Jacob. I hope you enjoyed our last time," and kissed his forehead before walking out the door.

Jacob watched as she left the room and smiled when he thought, No fucking way is that going to be the last time we do that!

The following day, Margery awoke from the sound of shouting and went towards the bedroom window to see her friend Ava yelling at her husband before he drove away.

"What was that about?" Margery's husband said as he looked over her shoulder.

"I'm not sure. I'll call her later and see."

Margery felt her husband kiss her shoulder and say, "Well, I'm sorry about last night, honey. I'll try to make it up to you."

"Okay, dear," Margery said, still gawking out the window at all the commotion.

"Tell you what. I'll go cut the grass while you get ready for the day," he said and left her standing there.

Margery kept glancing out the window as she got herself prepared for the day and couldn't help but wonder what happened over at her friends.

"That's it. I need to know," she said and impatiently called.

"Hello?" she heard and replied, "Ava, is everything okay?"

"Oh hi, Margery. No, it's not. I just told Chris I wanted a divorce."

"Oh my god, Ava, what happened?"

"That son of a bitch had the nerve to bring his little floozy over to the party last night. Can you believe that?"

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, she even had the nerve to rub his leg while I was present. But the laughs on them."

"What do you mean?"

"Oh... Never mind. Forget I said that."

"Ava, what did you do?"

Ava sighed and replied, "I... I... I fucked Logan last night."

Margery quickly sat upon her bed and gasped before saying, "Ava, you didn't!"

"Yes... Yes, I did. And to tell you the truth Margery, it was the best sex I've ever had in my life."

"But... But Ava, he's your son!"

"My god, Margery. Don't tell me fucking Jacob hasn't crossed your mind also. You're the one that got me to start teasing my son in the first place."

"I know I am. However, I never expected you to take it past that. And as for crossing my mind, I admit I tried a little grinding with my son. But Ava, that's as far as I'll go."

"Well, if you condone what I did, that's fine. I understand. But I'm telling you right now. I plan to fuck him again. And if you also experienced what it felt like to have your son rub his hard cock against your muff, then you can't tell me you haven't wondered what it might feel like jabbing inside you."

"Ava... Please, those thoughts are just too taboo for me, and besides, I already told Jacob that we had to stop doing that."

"I thought the same thing too until Logan kept persisting, and I no longer could control what my body really wanted."

Just then, there was a knock at Margery's door, and she whispered, "Ava, I have to let you go. Jacob is outside my room."

"Okay, I'll talk to you later," Ava said before hanging up.

"What is it, Jacob?"

"Can I come in, Mom?"

"Yes, come in."

Jacob walked into his mother's room with his head down and said, "I'm sorry, Mom."

"For what?" Margery replied with a puzzled look.

"I know I promised that last night would be the last time. But I just can't stop thinking about it."

"Well, you're going to have to. I told you that was it."

Jacob took another step closer to his mother, and as she sat on the bed, said, "But Mom, I saw how you looked when you masturbated at my door. You can't tell me you weren't into it."

"Jacob!" Margery replied with a shocked look.

"Tell me I'm wrong, Mom," Jacob said and took another step closer.

"I'm sorry, Jacob. But I already said I didn't know what came over me."

Jacob reached down and unzipped his pants and said, "I think I know what it was, Mom."

"What are you doing!" Margery replied as her son pulled his stiff cock out and began to stroke it.

"You liked seeing this."

"Jacob! Put that away and stop this nonsense right now." Margery squelched as her eyes uncontrollably fixated on her son's hard cock and felt her dark passion once again flourish to the surface.

"Seeing me stroke my dick got you excited, didn't it, Mom?" Jacob said, and took another step.

"Jacob, your father is right outside."

"I know; I can hear the mower. But I can't help myself, and I bet you can't either," Jacob replied, only a foot away from his mother now.

Margery gazed upon her son's meat and, unknowingly, pushed her hand tight into her crotch.

"Yeah... That's it, Mom. It's happening again. I can tell," Jacob said as he aimed his rod at her and stroked it slowly.

"Jacob... Please," Margery whispered as her mind raced with unthinkable thoughts. Her hand dug at her covered mound, and she softly sighed.

"Would you like to touch it, Mom?" Jacob hissed.

Stop Margery. Stop yourself, she said in her mind. However, exactly then, her mind replayed what her friend had told her only minutes ago, I fucked my son...

"No... No, I can't do that!" Margery shouted out loud and shook her head.

"Sure you can, Mom. Go ahead... Touch it."

Margery gazed upon her son's steel pole and, as if someone else was in control, reached up with her free hand and lightly touched the very tip.

"Oh yeah, Mom," Jacob said, and pushed himself forward until her fingers brushed against his shaft.

"Just rub it, Mom," Jacob said as he motioned his tool on her hand until it finally happened, and she gingerly glided her open palm up his shaft before she enclosed it around his stiff pole and tugged at it.

Oh my god. What's wrong with you? You're jerking off your son! Margery thought as her hand gripped harder and stroked his meat up and down.

Why can't I stop? This is insane. I shouldn't be getting so excited. Not like this, she thought and then heard, "That's it, Mom. Give into your needs. I know how kinky you can be."

No... No... I mustn't. But alas, she couldn't stop herself and tucked her hand into her pants until it found her pussy, and she moaned, "Oh god..."

Seeing his mother slowly lose her sense of reasoning, Jacob smiled and calmly placed his hands on top of her head before leisurely easing it towards his groin.

Margery closed her eyes and had unknowingly caved into her own sexual needs and instinctively opened her mouth when her son's fat dick head bumped against her lips.

Jacob groaned as his cock easily slipped through her soft lips and gradually eased into her warm mouth.

"Jesus, Mom. Your mouth feels so good," Jacob cried as his mother gingerly started to bob on him.

Margery's head spun out of control. Her lust had pushed her over the edge, and she wiggled two fingers into her wet snatch as she sucked on her son's dick. Her pace quickened as her climax built to its conclusion.

"Mmm. Mmm. Mmm." Jacob heard as his mother sucked him off. He never felt anything so extraordinary in his life, and his legs started to buckle from the excitement.

Margery bobbed faster and faster as she braced for her own approaching climax and then felt her son's hands pushing hard on her head until his cock was buried, deep down, in her throat and opened her eyes quickly.

Oh, no! He's cumming! Margery thought in horror as his sperm pumped down her throat. Margery gagged as buckets of hot fluids filled her mouth, and she tried to push him away.

"Oh fuck, Mom. Fuck! I've never cum this hard before!" Jacob croaked as he fucked his mother's face.

Margery finally broke free and gasped for air. Her son's seed oozed from her lips as she shouted, "Jacob! What the fuck!"

"Mom... I'm sorry. I... I couldn't help it."

Margery quickly stood up, pointed to the door, and yelled, "Get the fuck out!"

"Please, Mom. Please. I didn't mean to do that."

Margery's eyes began to tear up as she sat back down on the bed and held her head in her hands.

Jacob kneeled in front of her and placed his hands upon her thighs, and whispered, "Please don't be upset with me, Mom. I really am sorry. Let me make it up to you."

Margery sniffled and said, "It's not your fault. It's mine. I should have stopped you from the start. I'm a bad mother."

"No... No, you're not, Mom. You're a great mother. Let me help you, Mom," Jacob said, and slowly moved his left hand and pushed it against her mound.

"OH! Jacob, please. It's wrong for you to..." Margery started to say, but her son quickly rose up and locked his lips to hers.

"Mmm. Mmm. Mmm," he heard as he pushed his tongue into her mouth while he motioned her backward onto the bed. His hand traced around her panty line until his fingers had nudged under the waistband.

"J-J-Jacob..." he heard her mumble in his mouth as his hand dipped into her pants and then heard her huff when his finger found her clit.

Oh, no. Oh, no. He's! He's rubbing my clit! Oh god! Oh god! I'm... I'm liking it! Margery thought as her young man tickled her nub and knew she couldn't stop the intense pleasure that she was feeling.

Passionately, Jacob kissed her and was pleased when her tongue mingled with his. Her arms softly wrapped around his neck, and her ass began to thrust upward, pushing his finger into her slit.

Jacob nudged his fingers downward and eased two digits past her folds, and heard her softly moan. Then, slowly, he worked them in and out. Inching them deeper and deeper into her forbidden place.

Margery's body responded to her son's actions, and her legs parted, giving him more access to her welcoming snatch.

Jacob broke the kiss as his mother began to pant rapidly and whispered, "Cum for me, Mom. Cum for your son."

Huffing and moaning, Margery went wild and gyrated her wet cunt on her son's fingers and whined, "Oh fuck... Oh god, Jacob! You're! Oh! You're doing it again! Oh god, I'm cumming! Christ!! I'M CUMMING!!"

Jacob pushed his fingers deep into his mother's little hole as her body trembled next to him and said, "Yes, Mom. That's it. Cum!!!"

With her breath racing, Margery shouted, "Kiss me!"

Jacob leaned down and eagerly kissed her as her body twitched slightly while his fingers stayed deep inside her.

It was then that the sound of the down stair's door opening could be heard, and Margery whispered, "Quick, Jacob, get to your room."

Jacob just nodded as he removed his hand from his mother's pants and hastily dashed away.

Margery had just enough time to fix her attire when her husband emerged into the room and said, "You're still getting ready?"

"Oh... Yes, dear. I didn't feel like getting out of bed today."

"Yeah. I've had those mornings also. I'll go check on Jacob and make sure he's ready for school."

However, just as her husband turned around, the sound of a door opening was heard, followed by Jacob saying, "I'll see you after class."

Margery finished getting herself ready, and as the morning went by, her husband did seem more attentive, but she was too lost in her own mind to really enjoy the short time that they spent together. She just couldn't wrap her head around the fact that she actually sucked her son off and then let him finger her to an orgasm. Firmly, she thought. I have to do something. I can't keep letting my sudden urges get the best of me. There must be a way to get my husband interested in sex again.

It was then she heard her husband ask, "Are you okay?" that she finally spoke.

"Oh... Yes... I was just thinking back to when we were a little more daring."

"Oh?" her husband replied.

"Yeah, like the time we recorded ourselves having sex. You remember that?"

Her husband chuckled and said, "Yeah... Those were some crazy times."

"Yes, they were. So whatever happened to that recording?" Margery replied, putting on a puzzled expression.

"Oh... Um... I got rid of it."

Margery half grinned, knowing full well her husband had lied, and said, "What would you think if I said I'd like to do that again?"

"I'd say you've flipped."

Margery sighed and replied, "Can't you see I'm trying to perk your interest? So...