I hope I have done justice to my friend Doris' fantasy and that you enjoy her story, but I would welcome your feedback on how to improve the story or my writing.
Thanks to those who commented on the first two chapters saying that there was no incest or taboo. The story was originally about a woman fancying the underage friend of her youngest son which was the taboo and was leading towards sex with her son which is incest. Unfortunately the story had to be changed to be published as this site considered underage sex to be more than taboo and rejected the story. Maybe this is due to the current fad of political correctness where underage sex is seen as child sex, which is illegal (& quite rightly so), but it is interesting that incest, which is also illegal, is still published – an interesting contradiction in terms.
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On my return home from work on the Friday evening I found the house a bomb site of activity. My husband Ian had got an early flight home from his latest sales trip and he was 'organising' Andy & Mike to get ready for their trip to camp for a weeks 'Father & Son' bonding camp with 4H in the Adirondacks in upper New York State. There were rucsacs, sleeping bags, boots, clothing and camping paraphernalia spread all over the lounge floor as they assembled all they thought they would need to survive outside the safety of Chicago in summer. Looking at all of the kit you won't believe they were only going for a week, it looked more like the end of the world was nigh and they were going to be survivalists in the wilderness.
They were already having fun together so instead of getting in the way by heading upstairs to change out of my nurses uniform, I headed into the kitchen to start fixing dinner. I realised that Toby wasn't around tonight, and that was probably for the best as he would have been on his own as Mike was fully absorbed in his forthcoming trip with his dad & brother. I smiled to myself at the memory of Toby wanking himself off in our bathroom two nights ago and shooting his hot streams of creamy spunk over the front of my uniform skirt as I flashed my 42DD tits at him to send him over the edge. Not only did the memory bring a smile to my face, it brought back the itch between my legs for some really satisfying sex.
As I mentioned previously Ian is strictly a once a month 'service' man in the missionary position with the lights off. So I hoped that tonight would be the night as he had made the decision to have a week away with the boys without discussing it with me. So tonight I wanted a bonus fuck as my consolation prize for not being able to go on holiday with them.
As I prepared a fish pie I dreamt of our love making becoming more adventurous with Ian sliding down my body to taste my pussy for the first time ever. I could just picture my legs wrapped around onto his back and my hands on his head to drive his tongue & face deep into my pussy which desperately craved more than its usual once a month lovemaking in the dark. I wanted to see Ian's face emerge coated with my juices as he climbed out from between my thighs after giving me the most fantastic orgasm of my life. I realised that I was stood in front of the stove grinding my hips in a circular motion as I imagined his tongue buried deep in the pink velvet tunnel of my love hungry pussy. Forget the fish pie I just needed a good fucking, I just wished he would walk in now, close the kitchen door, bend me over the kitchen table, rip off my panties and claim me as his there and then. Now I realised my hand was rubbing hard against my mound as I dreamt these wonderful thoughts rather than concentrated on getting the veggies to the boil and starting the sauce.
"Come and get it," I shouted out for my man & son's, meaning pussy for Ian and fish pie for the boys. Andy, my eldest son was first in and boy did he look a rugged young man dressed in his LL Bean red tartan wool shirt, all ready for the wilderness.
"It smells great mum," he praised as young Mike and Ian followed him to the dining table. It was great to be together again as a whole family as we joined hands across the table for Ian to bless the food before we tucked into the fish pie.
The boys were full of enthusiasm for their trip as I smiled across at Ian and pouted my lips as I slowly slid pie into my mouth and slowly licked the fork clean with my tongue as I smiled across the table at him. I thrust my uniform wrapped tits across the table as I reached for more vegetables and rubbed my foot up his leg under the table to ensure I got his attention while enjoying our meal.
As the boys cleaned away the dishes after dinner I went upstairs to shower and change into something more comfortable. My nipples hardened like bullets as I stood under the hot water and imagined going down on my knees to take Ian's cock into my mouth for the first time. As I dreamed of exploring his length with my tongue for the first time I soaped my pussy to ensure it was nice & fresh to encourage him down there when I would push his head off my tits and send him south for the first time on a new journey of discovery for both of us. As I turned and opened my eyes I was surprised to see that I was looking up straight into Toby's eyes as I released his cock from my mouth and not Ian's. The visualisation was so crisp & clear, was I now totally fixated with Toby?
God was my lack of a good regular fucking and the desire for oral sex driving me to such forbidden thoughts?
Before I risked satisfying myself in the shower I switched off the water and climbed out to wrap myself in a big white fluffy towel. I stood in front of the mirror looking at my 42DD breasts thrusting forward in the towel wondering why Ian was such a prude when most men would be trying to get the towel off to expose the beautiful mass of tit flesh to their eyes, hands and tongues. Even the butcher who attended our church licked the end of his nose whenever he saw me, very obvious in what he desired.
Please don't get me wrong, I dearly love Ian, but I just wished he would be more active and adventurous in the trouser department.
Well if he was going to chase me then I needed to entice him so I put on my smallest & tightest bra & panties before wrapping my body in a thin robe that was slightly see through if back lit. Before heading downstairs I added some perfume as additional enticement for the sex I so desperately craved and needed tonight.
The guys had just about finished all of their packing as I entered the lounge and flicked on the TV and DVD, before settling down in the chair opposite where Ian usually sits. As I started the movie the boys sat down to watch as well, and finally Ian came & sat in his usual chair. Before he got too engrossed in the movie I crossed my legs which forced my robe to ride up and split apart slightly as I offered myself to my husband.
'Shit, he didn't even notice,' I thought to myself as I sat there paying little attention to the movie. I needed to work at this if I was to get the fucking I so desperately needed tonight. So I moved slightly & twisted so one edge of my robe eased forward exposing my cleavage to Ian's view.
'Is he teasing me by pretending not to notice?' I wondered as I failed again to get any reaction. I looked sideways and realised that Andy, my eldest, was staring at the show in front of him, even if my husband hadn't noticed for himself. Andy's eyes quickly switched back towards the TV when he realised that I had probably caught him staring at his sex starved mother flashing her wares at her husband. Andy crossed his legs and put his hands in his lap as he stared straight at the movie.
'My god, I've given my son a hard on. My son has a hard on for his mother,' I thought and blushed slightly at the thought.
"Mike, will you please go & get us some popcorn and drinks?" I asked.
"Aw, Mum," Mike challenged.
"Come on Mike, it is the soppy bit in the film that you don't like, where the man tries to win over the affections of the woman," I hinted in a soft sexy voice looking directly at Ian, who briefly glanced my way without giving any indication of noticing the show I was putting on solely for his benefit.
"I'm sure your dad is hungry for something," I hinted as Mike started to climb out of his chair and head for the kitchen.
There was little reaction from Ian, not even a slight curl of his lips into a smile. Either he was teasing very skilfully or I was getting nowhere. This thought hurt my feelings a little.
Mike returned with a bowl of popcorn & a cold soda each and sat back down in his chair.
"Don't worry Mike you haven't missed much," I informed him," The hero hasn't fallen for her obvious charms yet, and the action is going to begin shortly," as I stared hard at Ian and re crossed my legs to give him a flash of my small panties & my soft inner thighs.
No reaction from Ian, but a look of hunger from Andy and it wasn't for his bowl of popcorn which he was having trouble to rest in his lap without it spilling as it rested atop the hard on that he was trying desperately to conceal.
"Ian, do you think he is going to fall for her charms and bed her at the end of the film?" I inquired to the sound of Andy starting to choke on his popcorn.
