Before reading: Everyone in this story is over the age of 18.
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Marie stood in her kitchen starring out the window. Her eyes were on her neighbors. Mr. and Mrs. Thorp. They were playing their usual games groping and fondling each other in their garage. It would start with Rachel giving her husband his morning coffee. He would kiss her thanks and one thing always led to another.
This morning wasn't any different. The couple disappeared into their house to take care or built up urges. Marie wished several times after watching them she was Rachel. Truth was she hadn't had a man in several years. Most people would think her E-cup tits would be enough. She could squeeze into a D-cup but not as easily. If not that her long sexy legs would surely reel them in, but nothing did.
She knew men wanted her. He always turns heads when she walks down the street. Often received cat calls when at the store. She was a knock out and lonely. Two things that shouldn't go together. Marie had two children one from her last marriage and another can't be explained by science. Her daughter Alice would be sleeping until ten o'clock after her night of partying. As for her son Adam he had school at eight.
The coffee machine bell rang bringing Marie's mind from her wondering. She quickly made herself a cup. Her eyes went back to the window and wondered why she was so alone. Marie felt eyes on her and turned around. There was her youngest child Adam. "Morning mom. Are you all right?" he asked. "Good morning. I'm fine honey." Marie said.
'He's such a nice boy. And quite a handsome stud.' she thought. 'No he's your son.' Marie quickly turned around before her eyes came any lower. Adam knew what his mother was going through. She devoted her life to raising him and his sister. No one helped her. It must be lonely as hell even though she was constantly surrounded by people.
Adam approached his mom wrapped his arms around her and hugged her. Marie felt warm. Her son's touch felt good. "Are you sure your all right?" Adam asked squeezing her tighter. She melted in his arms when she felt him nuzzle her neck. She then felt something. Something she knew was wrong and shouldn't happen. Her heart became faster she felt flushed.
Then her bum bumped into something. It was hard and firmly wedged between her ass. Her son was getting hard by touching her. She had to stop this. Adam's hands moved up her body and squeezed her heavy mounds. "I know you want this mom. I know you've been wanting this for quite some time now. You need it badly." Adam whispered into her ear. "These are filled with milk aren't they. Soft and smooth. Would you like for me to suck them? Just like when I was a kid?"
'NO!!' she screamed in her mind. "Oh yes." Marie moaned. She pushed back against him making his hardon press harder against her. Adam reached down and pulled her robe open. Her tits spilled out into the cool air. He slowly pulled it down and off her shoulders. Marie was completely naked now. A hand reached down and cupped her steaming cunt. Marie was over the edge and running on auto pilot now. Her eyes shut so she could only feel him. But her body was alive and working Adam's hand was immediately soaked.