Jake's mother had just begun rubbing her son's cock through his shorts, which were now tented by his 8 inch member. Jake and his mother locked eyes for a brief moment before Jake winced with pleasure. Breaking the silence with a moan, Jake finally said:
"Don't stop Mom..."
And she didn't stop. Without saying a word she kept running her hand up and down his dick through his shorts. Jake began breathing heavily and moaning lightly. Her hand paced up and down slowly. He moaned still and began bucking his hips and matched his mother's strokes. Her left hand was still placed in her black leggings and she continued massaging her clit.
" Mom, I've been wanting you to do this for so long now..."
She wished he hadn't said that, and so did Jake. In that moment she was filled with regret and almost disgust. She let go of his cock and looked away from him.
"Mom, what's wrong? Why'd you stop?"
"Jake.." She choked, "I shouldn't have done that. No, that's so wrong, what's wrong with me?"
"Hey, don't worry, you don't see me protesting!"
"Aren't you disgusted? I'm your mother. What am I doing?" She said, fighting tears.
" Mom, I want this, don't worry!"
"No, this is wrong. What I did was wrong. Please, please don't tell your father." She begged.
"No, of course I won't. Mom... I really want this. I know it's wrong. It's completely fucked up. That only makes me want it more. Call me a pervert, call me demented, but since I was started liking girls I've wanted you."
Jake reached over and grabbed his mother's wrist and moved it over to his cock again and placed her hand on top of it. She at first moved her hand away, but started rubbing again. And she continued as she had done, but started talking while jerking her son off.
"This is wrong. We're both betraying your father..." she argued.
"And where is he? Mom, dad's a great man, who I respect, but where is he?"
She understood her son's point and kept stroking his pole. She kept reasoning with herself and knew his point was well made. Jake started breathing heavily again. He obviously wanted it, but if his mom kept protesting he would stop. But he also knew he had her on the ropes.
"I'm jerking my son off. I'm a failure as a mother."
"Mom, stop, you're not a failure. You're a great woman, this is your reward. Treat yourself once in a while. It's taboo, forbidden, doesn't that make you excited?" Jake pushed harder now, he had finally gotten to this point and he couldn't let it end.
It did, it did make her excited, she thought. She smiled for a second with glazed over eyes. Jake looked at her and smiled. He grabbed her chin and motioned her head over to him. She was amazed, for a kid who had only been 18 a few days, he was surprisingly mature. She was proud of him.
"You're a good kid. A little perverted, but a good kid."
" A little perverted? My mother is jacking me off-" He was interrupted by his own grunt,"-on the couch. I think we're both a little more than perverted."
"Still," She smiled, quickening her movements.
"Pleasure is a two way street." He said, "I'm here to pleasure you too."
Jack reached down and pulled his shorts down a little. He lifted his bottom and pulled the shorts down to his knees. There was his 7 inch cock, unimpeded by clothing. A testament to pleasure, Jake was proud of his size. And though he'd never so much as had a hand job from a girl, he prepared to go all the way with his mom. Amanda was in amazement at the size of her son's cock. He was at least an inch over his father, and rippled with veins. He was clean shaven and his smooth balls sat at the bottom of his cock, rising slightly up and down with her jerking.
"This feels really good, Mom, thanks. My first hand job." He said proudly
"I'm giving my son his first hand job..." She said aloud. " Wow. How am I doing?"
"Can't really go wrong with-- a handjob." He partway chuckled through a grunt.
"Are you getting close to... um..." She asked trailing off, ashamed to say those words.
"Cumming? Yeah, really close-- Mom! At that moment his cock pulsed and a shot of cum shot upwards then arched down, landing on her hand, followed by another and another and another.