I told you about what happened with my wife Dana, our son Jake, and his friends Mike, Tommy, and Chris in "A Summer to Remember". After a summer of gangbangs with the boys, Dana told the them before they went off to the college that it had been a great summer but it had to end there.
For those of you who haven't seen the tale of "A Summer to Remember", or need a reminder, Dana is nothing short of stunning. 5' 10", sparkling brown eyes to go with her long brown hair. In my eyes, she has the shape of a goddess, 38s up top, 28 inch waist, 36 inch hips, and those incredible long legs. She's one of the nicest, sweetest people you'll ever meet. She's a giver to a fault. She wants to make sure everyone else is happy, even it means the outcome may not be to her liking. Me, on the other hand, was (still am) your average Joe. 5' 9", 200 lbs, decent shape. In most ways but one. My cock. No lie, it's between 9-10", depending on conditions. That's something else I kid Dana about, that she's only with me for my cock. She always tells me to stop it.
The problem with that Summer to Remember was Dana couldn't get it out of her head. She was a changed woman after that. Much more confident. More sexually aggressive and adventurous with me. I could tell, as Christmas break grew closer, she was becoming more anxious. The thought of being in close proximity to the boys again for the first time in months was making her crazy, especially to her own son Jake. The feeling she had the first time she grabbed is hard cock, the first time he came on her, awakened sexual feelings she didn't know she had. She hadn't seen him in months. The sexual tension she had built up needed to be released.
She and I talked about it. She wanted to do something "special" for Jake when he came home for Christmas break. Something a mother doesn't typically give her son. I got hard just thinking about it. I said I'd talk to him.
I called him a couple of weeks before he was scheduled to come home. We talked about everything a father and son would normally talk about. Then I told him his mother wanted to do something special for him when he comes home.
"Well, I miss her ham and cheesy potatoes. I guess if she wants to make that for me, that'd be cool."
"No, no, she wants to do something 'special' for you. With you." There was a pause.
"Ohhhhhhhhhh!" I could hear him wrapping his brain around it. "But she said that last time would be the last time."
"She's had a change of heart I guess."
"Hmmmmmmm. Let me think about it. I'm sure I can some up with something 'special'."
A few days later Jake let me know what he wanted. He wanted us to go out for dinner at a specific restaurant, The Southshore Grill downtown, one of the finest restaurants in the area. He wanted a booth that was either a corner booth in the back or a semi circle booth. He wanted Dana dressed in all black. A loose fitting skirt that was as short as possible. Black high heels. Black, button down blouse, preferably satin, that was to be buttoned down as far as possible without her tits falling out. And no undergarments of any kind. He'd really put some thought into this.
I picked Jake up at our tiny local airport that Friday afternoon. I was waiting for him in baggage claim when I saw him come around the corner. I'd almost forgotten what a handsome young man he was. It looked like he might have put a little more muscle on his 6 foot frame. We hugged as if we hadn't seen each other in years. My boy was home! We grabbed his bags and headed home.
Dana was at home, nervously awaiting our arrival. She was dressed exactly as Jake had requested, right down to the black satin blouse. She had her blouse unbuttoned as far as she could without her tits popping out, down to her navel. She had never been so aware of her 38's movements in all her life. Her skirt was so short she wasn't sure how she was going to sit down without flashing her naked pussy. But, if it would make Jake happy, she was willing to do it.
When Jake and I walked through the door, Dana forgot all about how she was dressed and what she knew was going to happen later. Her "mom" instincts took over. She greeted us at the door, took Jake into her arms like any mother would, and hugged him as only a mother can, finally giving a kiss on the cheek and releasing him.
"Mom, you look great!" I could already see the bulge in his pants.
"Oh, this old thing?" We all had a good laugh. She licked her thumb and wiped away the lipstick from his cheek.
"Jake, are you hungry, bud?" I asked.
"Starving!"
"Why don't you take you things back to your room and get freshened up, then we'll go eat."
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I jumped into my Escalade and started it up. Jake opened the back door for his mother, just like always. Dana would almost always defer to Jake and let him ride up front with his dad.. Stepping into this large SUV, she had no doubt Jake got a clear shot of ass at the very least, if not pussy, with this short skirt. Dana slid into the back seat and then, quite unexpectedly, Jake climbed into the back seat with her, forcing Dana to slide over. No one said a word about it.
We weren't even out of the driveway yet and Jake had his hand on Dana's thigh.
"Mom, you look fuckin' hot. Even hotter than I expected." His hand was creeping up her thigh.
"Oh, why thank you, honey. That's very nice of you to say."
"Mom, can you to do something for me?"
"Of course! Anything, honey."
"Show me your tits. I've been thinking about them the whole time I've been at college."
The question and the timing of the question caught her off guard. I, of course, was watching in the rear view mirror. I wanted to see her tits, too! "Ummmm, yes, absolutely, I can do that for you."
She shook the shoulders of the blouse and pulled it back, not that it took a lot for her tits to pop out as it was.
"Awesome." Without any warning at all, he had a nipple in his mouth and a finger in her pussy. This made Dana gasp and moan almost at the same time. She wrapped her arm around him, pulling him closer, burying his face in her chest.
Jake switched from nipple to nipple, sucking and nibbling as he went. Meanwhile, down south, he had three fingers in her dripping gash in no time flat. He continued to slide his fingers in and out of her slit. Then he slipped in a fourth, with his thumb rubbing her clit. Between his thumb on her hardened clit, four fingers in her gash, and his mouth roaming all over her tits, her head was swimming.
Then...was he? Could it be? She felt pressure on her soaked pussy. There was a moment of pain, that was mixed with pleasure. Then she felt it. His entire hand was inside her! He had slid his entire fucking hand inside her, up to his wrist! She was being fisted for the first time! And it was AMAZING! The feeling of her love hole being completely filled, every bit of tissue inside her being stimulated as he moved inside her, was amazing!.
She couldn't stand it. She grabbed his head and pulled it tight to her chest. In hindsight, he was probably close to being smothered. He didn't complain for one second. He continued to manipulate his fist inside her. Her heart beat became harder, her breathing became deeper, her body began to tense, her pussy became to clamp down on his wrist.
