On Her Own

She should have known, right? After all, he was a young man. He had needs, right? Well, who doesn't? She had them too. Her needs weren't being met except by herself in the shower with the waterpik or at night when everyone was asleep. Masturbation wasn't her ideal method of getting off, but it worked, and it was enjoyable. She just preferred a big cock sliding in and out of her. Is that too much to ask? She didn't think so.

Her husband used to make love to her. They used to be playful and imaginative in their lovemaking. Nowadays though he was a "hump and dump" chump who rolled over and went to sleep before she even reached the middle of her peak. She often had to finish herself off. Prick.

Brenda looked down at the box of magazines in her lap. Several adult magazines, a bottle of sex lubricant and several of her worn panties sat in the box staring up at her. Skin mags. Smut. Pornography. Her son had been jacking off with her panties. At least they weren't all crusty and cum covered with his semen.

"He's a sniffer." She thought, picking them up from the box and looking at them.

They were soiled from her wearing them, but at least they were clean. She prided herself on her good hygiene. She didn't have embarrassing panties. If she had an accident during her monthly, she got rid of them. Which is why she wore the cheap ones during those times. She can get like 10 for $16.00 at Walmart.

Bringing the panties to her nose she smelled them. She could smell the faint odor of herself on the little cotton gusset. It wasn't a bad smell thankfully. Not bad at all. She couldn't see what he got out of it, but then again, she wasn't a horny eighteen year old. Still, it did bother her that her own son was jacking off to her panties. A man shouldn't be doing that with his mother's underwear. Should he?

Her brother Phil used to jerk off into her panties all the time growing up. That fucker used to ruin her panties though by hiding them so that when they were found, they were ruined. She lost more panties that way. Her mother finally had to put a lock on her door for her to keep her brothers out of her room. At first she thought he was disgusting, and a pervert for jacking off with her panties, but the more she and her friends talked, the more she found out a lot of guys did it. Her friends had similar problems with their brothers. Her friend Trina though, her step-father was the culprit in her family. That greasy bastard was just complete slime.

Brenda set the panties down on her sons bed and looked at the bottle of lube. It was half empty. The magazines were specialty magazines. Not Playboy or Penthouse. Not Hustler either. Those were the magazines she had seen growing up in a house full of boys. No, these were more specific in their content. Older women, Moms -- MILFs.

"He likes older women?" She thought, flipping through the pages of one as it sat in the box. The women inside ranged from beautiful to down right gorgeous. Some looked to be her age of forty. Some older, maybe some younger, but none of them were your usual hard bodied, pert breasted bimbo blondes in skimpy little panties popping lollypops or gum.

These women were all full breasted women with neatly trimmed to full bush brunettes and red heads with a few wrinkles here and there to give them that gorgeous mature look. Some saggage here and there in the breasts and ass area, but nothing too bad, and they still looked beautiful.

Brenda looked up and around. Near the closet in her sons room was his dressing mirror. She could see herself in the reflection as she sat on the edge of his bed. She still looked good. Her breasts weren't large, but they weren't small either, and they were still firm and proud. She kept in shape. She went to the gym a few times a week when she wasn't busy being a wife and mother or cleaning, shopping or just generally taking care of her family.

Setting the box aside, she stood up and walked over to the mirror and turned to look at her ass. It still looked good to her. Still firm and tight. She smiled as she reached back and gave each cheek a firm squeeze through the denim material of her cutoff shorts.

Brenda looked around at the windows to make sure no one could see inside, and seeing the curtains closed, undid her shorts and pushed them down to the floor. She looked back at her ass again. Her white cotton panties hugged her ass perfectly. She smiled and gave them another squeeze. They felt warm and firm, and as she gently caressed them, she grew warmer and she could feel her pussy tingling. Without thinking she brought her hand forward and slipped it over her crotch and gave herself a gentle squeeze. Her pussy reacted to the sudden attention, and she felt her wetness growing. She hadn't masturbated in awhile, and the soft touch she gave herself was feeling pretty good at the moment. Her hand gently felt her moist crotch, and as her fingers slipped over her now aroused clitoris, she felt those delicious sensations shooting through her.

"Fuuuck." she said, looking over at the box on the bed. Kicking off her shorts, she walked back to the bed and sat back down. Her pussy was on fire now, and she knew she needed to give herself some much needed relief. She looked up at herself in the mirror again. She couldn't believe what she was about to do, but fuck it.

Reaching down, she pulled off her T-shirt and set it aside. Her breasts heaved as her breathing quickened, and she reached back and unhooked her bra. Letting her bra fall forward, she reached up and felt her breasts. Her nipples perked up almost instantly as she gently teased them with her fingers. Her pussy grew more wet the more she pinched and played with her nipples. Grabbing the lube from the box, she scooted back onto the bed and lay back and popped the flip top lid. A few drops should do.

The sudden wet, slippery feel of the lube on her erect clit as she slid her hand down inside her panties felt wonderful to her. Her clit was throbbing as she gently moved her fingertips around it. Her thighs opened wide as she drew her legs up and closed her eyes. She thought of her son at first, sitting there staring at himself in the mirror as he stroked his cock at night. She wondered if he was above average sized like his father or if he had a nice good sized cock that made him the hit with the ladies. She opened her eyes and shook her head at the thoughts running through her mind.

She shouldn't have those thoughts about her son.

It had to be because of where she was. She was in his bed, naked and masturbating with his lube. The delicious waves of pleasure shooting through her from her pussy soon had her closing her eyes again. "Fuck it!" She thought, trying to imagine her husband with his seven inch cock all hard and throbbing. She pictured herself sucking on it as he sat in his easy chair reading the paper. Pipe smoke rising up from the other side as he read about the elections going on right now or whatever else bullshit was happening in the world. His cock was hot and solid as she slid her mouth up and down it.

Hands on her ass caused her to turn and look back. Her son was kneeling behind her. He was naked and holding a giant cock that was glistening with lube. It looked obscene. It look huge and beautiful, and at least nine inches long and so strong and rigid. At first she tried to moved, but her husbands hand held her by the hair and kept her mouth on his cock. She closed her eyes as she felt his fingers lubing her pussy. His fingers were thick and felt like mini cocks toying around with her lips back there.

Brenda's fingers moved faster between her open thighs. Her pussy was sopping wet, and as she fantasized, she could hear the wet sounds her fingers made as they pumped inside her pussy. Her clit was throbbing like crazy as she imagined the sexy scene in her head. Sucking her husband off while their son got ready to mount her.

"Oh god...fuck..." she breathed, stopping only to pull her panties off. She tossed them aside and went back to fingering herself without the hindrance of the material to slow her down or irritate her bikini line.

Henry, her son, finished lubing her up and had a hand on the top of her ass as he positioned himself behind her and pressed the head of his large cock at her lips. She felt the large head touch her and slowly push inward. It felt like someone was pushing a baseball bat up her as he slid in and forced her insides apart, but as he slowly began to move his hips back and forth, she felt her pussy relax and accept the large cock inside her. It soon felt wonderful and he was large enough to fill her right up. As he pushed himself in deeper she wondered if it wasn't going to burst through and reach her tonsils. It felt magnificent as she sucked one cock and got fucked by another.

Her mouth moved faster over her husbands cock as she held on to his naked hairy thighs for support. His cock seemed to grow larger the more she sucked. Her mouth widened and her jaw ached. She looked up, and as the newspaper was moved aside, her son stared back at her. He grinned and ran his hand through her long blonde hair and gathered up a handful as he moved her head up and down. She felt his cock pushing open her throat much like he did her insides when he was behind her. She still felt her insides being filled from behind. It wasn't her husband back there though. She knew his cock, and knew how it felt when he doggie fucked her.

She didn't care though. The fantasy was bringing her all new pleasures of the mind. Her fingers pumped faster and her breathing quicker. She moved her other hand from her breasts to her pussy as she pulled her lips up and her clit popped out more. She stroked the underside and felt her insides welling up. She knew she was going to cum soon.

Her fantasy changed in her mind. She was straddling her son as the mysterious man behind her lubed up her tight little asshole generously with lube. She was whimpering as his fat fingers penetrated her where no man has touched her before, but she wanted it. When the first round of pressure started, she relaxed and lay on her son. They looked at each other as he brushed her hair from her eyes. He looked at her with all the love and desire he could have for her. They kissed, their tongues dancing together in a wet delicious sexual waltz.

Her asshole stretched and she felt the sting of his large cock pushing through. She winced, and did her best to focus on the cock buried inside her pussy. It throbbed inside her. It felt hot and thick and every little movement of her body sent shivers of pleasure through her body. More lube, more gentle back and forth motions as the cock slid in and out, went in deeper and then back. Each time a little more inside.

She felt full, really full. Her body felt as if she were being filled to the top. It felt good. She remained close to her son as the mystery cock slowly picked up its pace in her ass, causing her to move back and forth over her sons giant cock as they kissed.

A sharp thrust in her ass caused her to moan out and raise up slightly. She tried to look back, but she stopped when she saw her husband sitting on the sofa stroking his cock. He was relaxing as his hand pumped up and down in his lap. His hard cock was shiny and glistening. He spit into his palm and reapplied it to his cock.

"Oh fuck.." she cried out, as he got up and walked over. He knelt beside her and put his cock to her lips. She took it quickly and sucked it in, savoring the taste of his man-lube. Once again she felt her mouth expanding as she sucked, and looked up to see her son again smiling at her.

Looking down she saw her son smiling up at her. She turned quickly to see her son again, and his eyes were closed as he enjoyed his mothers tight asshole, but it was him.

Brenda's pussy exploded as her climax erupted. Her body arched upwards and her legs clamped shut around her hands as she held her fingers to her pussy, and felt the hot juices pump over them. She let out a loud moan and collapsed against the pillow, her breathing was fast and her breasts heaved as the final waves of her climax rushed over her. She was hot and sweating, her face flush and heated.

After several minutes she sat up and looked around. She had been masturbating all of her life, and never once gave herself an orgasm that good before. She smiled, brushing her hair out of her face and looked down and her wet fingers. She brought them to her lips and licked. She tasted good. She moaned softly as she licked her creamy fingers clean.

They say any woman that masturbates loves the taste of her own pussy. From their first masturbation they lick their fingers for lubrication, and continue to do so as they finger themselves. Brenda didn't use toys when she masturbated. She preferred to use her own fingers just for that reason. She loved the taste of her own pussy.

She didn't know if her son was as big as he was in her fantasy, but she was sure he had dick pics on his laptop. Most boys do these days. It would easy to find out. She looked over at his computer and smiled. Maybe next time.

For now though, she picked up her panties from beside her and used them to wipe up her pussy. She grinned as she set them in the box and closed the lid. Henry would get a nice surprise the next time her wanted to jerk off.

She thought about her new fantasy throughout the rest of the day as she cleaned. The thought of being so royally fucked by her son was a constant turn on. Brenda knew her son would enjoy her panties at some point. She wondered though if he would know she found out about it, and if so, would he say something? Would she ever confront him about it? She smiled as she pressed the vibrating handle of the vacuum cleaner to her crotch.

"We'll see." she smiled.