The day Jackie Robinson walked in on her son, her world changed forever. It was a Saturday night, and troubled with a lack of sleep she had gotten up for a glass of water. As she walked down the hallway towards the kitchen, she noticed a flickering light coming from the den and initially thought nothing of it, knowing that her son Jake often stayed up late watching television. But then she noticed there was no sound coming from the TV, and immediately became curious as to what was going on. Instead of turning right to the kitchen, she turned left and quietly entered the den, careful not to wake her son if he happened to be sleeping. The second her eyes landed on the image on screen she nearly yelled out in surprise.
Displayed before her was a man who looked to be early twenties, vigorously fucking a woman from behind who was clearly a few years older than himself. She then noticed Jake, sitting upright and facing the screen, his head moving ever so slightly. It didn't take Jackie long to figure out what her teenaged son was doing.
She was standing directly behind him, and as she had managed to remain quiet knew he wasn't aware of her presence. Initially she thought to simply turn around and leave her son to his business, that it would be wrong of her to invade his privacy (despite the location of his activities), but that same curiosity hit her again and she had to know for sure what she assumed he was doing on the couch. Her couch. She crept closer, desperate not to make a sound, and peered timidly over Jake's shoulder. Her eyes grew to the size of golf balls, he was sitting naked, dick in hand, stroking it to a steady rhythm. "Oh my god!" she mouthed, almost hypnotized by the sight.
Now this wasn't the first time she had caught her son masturbating. He had a computer in his room, and more than one time she had all but barged in while assuming he was studying or chatting with his friends. It was never a big deal, she knew that's what boys his age do and on some level she was happy he had a healthy sex drive. But she'd never actually seen him masturbate, and especially not without his knowledge. And watching him now, it seemed so natural, so beautiful, she realized that she liked it. It was the first of many realizations that night.
As she watched her son, she felt a familiar tingle in her stomach. Seconds later she noticed the heat building beneath her nightgown and moments after that felt a trickle running down her thigh. Almost subconsciously she moved a hand to her crotch and was amazed at how wet she was. Even through the fabric of her gown she could tell that her juices were flowing more than ever before. She pressed her hand firmer into her soaking mound and had to stifle a moan as a wave of pleasure swept over her. Her free hand moved to her chest and she lightly pinched one of her nipples, which were hard as bullets. Another wave flowed through her, so strong it made her legs weak. "Holy shit," she thought, "I've never felt this before! I'm close to cumming and I've barely touched myself! This is unreal..."
Jackie knew she had to leave the room before she had an orgasm right then and there, so she turned and left the den as quietly as she could manage. Once in the hallway she practically ran to her bedroom, locking the door and whipping her gown off in a flash. She threw herself on the bed and plunged her fingers in her pussy, finger-fucking herself to a mind-numbing climax within seconds. The image of her son burned vivid, and as she lay there panting on the bed she played and replayed in her mind what she had just witnessed. She could see everything, the bulge of his bicep, the sweat beading on his chest, the firm grip of his hand on his very erect penis. She could see the elegant curve of it, the swollen head, every vein bulging from it's thick shaft. Again she sank 3 fingers deep inside herself, lost in a haze of lust and arousal. She came a second time, eagerly squeezing her 32d breasts and tugging on her prominent nipples. Satisfied, she lowered her legs to the mattress and brushed her hair from her face. And then the guilt set in.
"What did you just do?" Jackie anxiously thought to herself. "You just got off while thinking about your son! Twice!" Her emotions were going haywire. "You just watched your son jacking off and it turned you on! This is wrong, you're not meant to have feelings like that for your children!" She felt like a mess, as if she had committed a horrible crime. Was it because of the porn? Was it because she hadn't had sex in months, since that one drunken one night stand? She struggled to keep the thought from her mind, that she had become sexually attracted to her Jake.
But then she remembered what first stirred those feelings, seeing her son in that natural and personal state, and feeling immensely close to him. She remembered thinking how much she loved her sweet boy, and how he'd grown into a man that would make any mother proud. Was it love that caused her to react that way, and not simply sinful lust? The more she thought about it, the more it began to make sense. She knew she was sexually attracted to her son, but knowing it was out of love made it seem so much more acceptable to her, more...natural.
And just like that, it was like a fire had been lit inside her. She wanted to be intimate with Jake, to feel his cock in her hands and suck on it with a deep passion. She wanted to pleasure him and show just how much she loved him, and that she would do anything for him. And if he wanted to do the same, they would be closer than ever before, she thought. "Would he though? Would he want to fuck his own mother?" She would find out sooner than she expected.
Jackie awoke the next morning, refreshed and with a plan in her mind. She would seduce Jake, nothing too overt of course, just a bit of playful teasing and a few choice outfits would do the trick she thought. She had drawers full of skimpy skirts and sexy underwear, plus some lingerie for good measure. Her first step would be switching to thongs and occasionally going braless, her tits still (for the most part) held their firm round shape and she was positive that having them sway and jiggle with little to no restraint would catch her son's eye. She grinned a devilish grin as she got up and headed for the bathroom, thinking how fun the next few days would be.
She showered and shaved, leaving an alluring patch of pubic hair in the shape of an arrow. She picked out a sexy black thong, and wore it beneath a tattered pair of daisy dukes that hugged her ass perfectly. Jackie was proud of her ass, knowing that a tight, round bum would turn any man's head. She'd do squat thrusts most mornings to maintain and develop it's shape, and as she examined it in the bedroom mirror was glad she made the effort. She picked a modest bra and a nice white blouse, making sure to leave the top 2 buttons undone. "Mmmm, sexy Mama!" she exclaimed, then blew herself a kiss and made her way to the kitchen.
Jake was still asleep so she got busy making breakfast, wanting to cook up a delicious breakfast banquet for herself and her prospective lover. As was usual for a Sunday morning, she turned on the radio, but this time dancing a little as she cooked. She was feeling on top of the world. The smell of bacon woke him, and he groggily got to his feet and threw on a shirt. He went straight to the kitchen, sat at the table and mumbled "Morning Mom".
She spun around and exclaimed "Morning sweetie! Did you sleep well?"
Taken aback, he stammered "Y-yeah, I guess so", his mother not usually this chirpy so early in the morning. She gave him a quick smile and turned back to the stovetop, checking the french toast and turning the bacon. Suddenly a naughty idea came to mind, and she 'accidentally' dropped the spatula, causing it to bounce off into the corner. "Oops!" she said with a smile, walking over to it at a deliberate pace and bending to pick it up, giving her boy a nice view of her taut backside. She straightened up and looked back at him, saying "Your Momma's such a klutz" with a giggle. His face turned red, she knew that it worked.
"I hope you're hungry, baby" she said as she brought the pan over to the table, filling his plate without a hurry. Jake was still in his boxers, and she snuck a peek at his crotch, her heart nearly skipping a beat seeing a developing bulge hidden beneath the silk. "This is gonna be so easy..." she mused, filling her own plate and sitting down. As they ate, both mother and son made cautious glances at each other, Jake wondering what had put his mother in such a good mood and Jackie thinking how sexy her boy looked with his dark brown hair laying messily atop his head.
"So what do you have planned for today sweetie?" Mom asked.
"Not much, I gotta go buy some new work clothes but that's about it" Jake replied.
