This is pure fantasy fiction. A work of fiction created for the sole purpose of some kind of entertainment. All of the characters depicted in this story are over the legal age of 18.
This story contains minor elements of bisexuality, homosexuality, and lesbian acts, but it is ultimately a story of a mother's love. This is a continuation of Hungry Hearts.
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Beth stood In the shower, the hot water beating down on her neck and back. Her head hung low, ashamed. She let out a long sigh.
'What have I become?' Beth struggled with herself.
Beth had not had sex in a while, but that was not an excuse. That was her choice. It certainly wasn't because she couldn't find the right suitor. She had men throwing themselves at her. She was convinced that most of the men at Church would gladly sleep with her. But, she didn't feel right about just sleeping with anyone. Not without being married. So, why now? What made this okay? What had happened that had caused her to cross the line, and venture down this dark taboo road? Lust? And, not lust for just anyone, oh no, this was lust over her own son.
'And your daughter, Beth. Don't forget how naughty you were in that dressing room.' Hungry Beth immediately reminded her.
Beth stood there, the water becoming luke warm. She had to go back to when these thoughts started.
Something happened deep within her heart and soul the day that she walked in on Ian and Mel. Something dark, and rather discerning had been unleashed, and now it was running wild.
'Maybe it was just seeing another man naked, son or not, it was sexy and something I hadn't seen in a while.' Beth argued.
Beth could not get back to reality. She was lost. She had just looked at porn with her own son. Not just any porn, mind you, it was gay porn. She had sat there with him, her sweet boy, and had pointed out what she liked. She pointed to men, hot men, with their piercings, and tattoos, and other strange objects hanging from their bodies. She had asked him what he liked. And then she touched him. So what if a towel, and a magazine were preventing actual skin to skin contact. They both knew what she was doing. She traced his very erect penis with her fingers. She felt how turned on he was.
Beth felt how turned on she was too. It was like nothing she had ever felt before.
If the phone hadn't rang, how far would it have gone? That is something Beth might always wonder.
The phone did ring, and it snapped Beth right back to reality. She had left Ian's bedroom in a hurry. It was George. He was confirming dinner.
Beth shut off the shower, and stood there still. Then her body collapsed, and the tears came.
"I'm so sorry sweetie, I am so sorry." Beth cried.
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Ian laid there in his bed. The towel still covering his lower half, the magazine lay open next to him. His erect cock still swollen.
'Holy shit, what the hell was that.' Ian thought.
He started to run the scenario back through his mind. He felt his cock twitch, and grow harder.
'She's okay that I like men? My own mom, is okay they I like men? I can't believe that my own, church going, by-the-book mom is okay with me looking at this stuff." Ian argued with himself.
His hand subconsciously opening up the towel, his cock standing at attention. He glanced at the magazine. There on the open page was a man in his 50's, completely nude, with his cock in hand.
'Did she really like looking at these men? Looking at it with me? She must have been okay. That look on her face, just like the other night in the bathroom. Like someone or something else had taken over her.' Ian thought to himself, replaying it through his mind.
Before Ian knew it, he had his hand wrapped around his cock. Stroking. He squeezed the pre-cum out of the head, using it as lube. He moaned and ran his hand up and down along his shaft. He loved the way his dick looked as he stroked himself.
'My mind was so fucked, but what was it she said?' Ian thought to himself as he grabbed the lotion off his nightstand.
He looked down at the older man in the magazine, and it hit him.
"I wonder if that's his daddy." Ian said out loud, repeating his mother's words from earlier.
His dick throbbed at the thought, and he felt himself almost let go.
Ian loved edging, and he would hold off on exploding all night long. All night he'd text men, and women, and look up porn, and read erotic stories. He'd hold off, enjoying the kink of it all. Then, when his cock was close to raw, and his head a dark purple, he'd let go. He would shoot shot glasses worth of cum.
Tonight would be one of those nights. Ian was throbbing, but he wasn't ready to throw in the towel just yet. Ian wanted to savor the feeling if this ejaculation.
Beth stood in the mirror looking at herself.
She had on a long dress, more of a summer dress that covered her up nicely. Beth turned to look at her round ass in the mirror. She grimaced.
"What the hell am I doing?" She asked herself.
Beth then hiked up the dress over her ass, exposing her spanks. She slid them off, releasing her ass from the constraints.
Her ass now bare, looked great. She grabbed both cheeks and spread them for a quick second and let go. Her dress fell back down covering her ass back up, and she glanced at her phone.
"It's 5:30 George will be here any minute." Beth said as she walked out of her room.
She walked down the hall towards Ian's room when she heard a distinct moan escape from the crack of his bedroom door.
'Oh my god.' Beth thought. 'He's masturbating.'
The images of Ian and Mel flashed through her, making her libido go nuts.
Beth stood at the door for a few minutes, listening to her boy masturbate. Then she tapped very lightly, and pushed the door open.
"Sweetie?" Beth spoke in a loving way.
"Mom?" Ian answered back, almost too calm.
Beth pushed her way completely into the room now, almost creeping in, like not to disturb him.
"Sweetie, I just want to say bye." Beth said seeing her son for the first time since earlier.
Beth noticed the towel covering Ian's package, but it did not help much. He was huge, and he was pulsing. She noticed the lotion on the bed, and Ian's belly was glistening with lotion and pre-cum. The magazine still open.
"Hi." Was all Ian could get out.
"Hi sweetie. George should be here any minute. I... I just wanted to say bye." Beth said, her throat dry.
"Oh yeah, yeah that's right mom. That will be fun. I'm happy for you." Ian said, and it was a genuine response.
Beth placed a hand on Ian's stomach, immediately feeling the cool wetness of her son's pre-cum. Maybe subconsciously? She moved it up to his chest a kissed him on the forehead.
"Kate should be home later. She was at a friends house." Beth said. "I don't think I'll be too late, sweetie."
Ian's cock was throbbing. He knew, if he truly wanted to, he could let go and cum right then and there.
"I'll be fine." Ian managed
Beth looked at her boy, her sweet son, and leaned back in. This time she kissed his lips. She held it. Then, just for a quick second, she ran her tongue along his lips to see if his tongue would meet hers. It did. Beth pulled her tongue back and kissed him hard before breaking away.
"I love you so much sweetie." Beth whispered as she looked down at her son's crotch.
Ian had grabbed himself through the towel to stop him from orgasming.
"I love you too" Ian whispered back.
Beth gave one last kiss on the forehead and left the room.
So many thoughts and feelings entered her mind and body the minute she left.
For a split second she contemplated calling George and cancelling, but that thought ended the second she heard the knock on the door.
