Unleashed Cravings (4)

"Mom, this is freaking me out." He said, but she noticed his eyes were now on her partially visible tits.

"Just answer. Am I a cougar to a young cub?"

"I...yes, you're actually pretty hot," He quickly added, "For your age."

"Ouch, know when to quit, sweetie." She rolled her eyes. "But thank you and you're a damn fine young man, Tim."

"Okay, well can we talk tomorrow?"

"Nope." She shook her head. "Here's the thing, Tim. I feel just awful seeing you play with yourself, know why?"

"Do I have a choice if I want to know?" he asked nervously, his eyes following her hands as she rubbed them across his thighs, her long slender fingers, with their pink nails teasing along his bare skin.

"Not really, after all I am your mother." Yes, listen to yourself, you're his mother! The ever weaker voice of reason tried again.

"Like I said Tim, I have to do this. I'm so frustrated, honey and I won't ever leave this house for what your dad won't give me, so I have to do what you were doing all the time and it's just not fair."

"Doesn't sound it." He agreed, "Talk to dad and...um, mom?"

Her hands had slid up his thighs, over his shorts and were now resting lightly on his flat and oh, so firm stomach.

"Its bad enough I have to do it, but I don't want you to have to." Sarah spoke softly, while rocking her hips, she was so wet she was squirming.

"Mom!" Tim gasped when she unzipped his shorts and slipped her hand inside, wrapping her fingers around his semi hard cock. "What the hell are you doing?"

"What a good mom, should. Helping her son." She pulled his cock from his shorts and pumped it slowly in her fist. "No son of mine will jerk off like a pathetic loser like his mom has to, I'll take care of you myself."

"God, mom, I'm your son!" He said, grabbing her wrist.

"And I'm your mother and the parent here." She smiled up at him, "Just let me take care of you Tim, just sit back and relax and let mom help you get what you need."

"Mom, I...oh." He grunted when she spit on his cock, then pumped it faster, getting it nice and slick in her hand. "Damn." He swallowed, "That..."

"Feels nice, doesn't it?" She moaned softly as her hand coaxed his cock to its full size. "Feels good to me."

"You shouldn't be doing this." He told her, but he had removed his hand from hers and was watching, his eyes wide while his mother jerked him off.

"No, you shouldn't be." She licked her lips at the sight of his long thick cock, "I shouldn't be either, but I have no choice. I won't let my baby go without."

"But we...this is wrong." Tim moaned as she pumped him faster, "W...what about dad?"

"He's not here as usual." She replied, "And its his fault anyway. If he gave me what I needed, I wouldn't be playing with my son's cock because that's how bad I need one!"

She squeezed his cock hard and her nipples ached and her pussy gushed at the sight of the precum spurting from the tip.

"And honey," She breathed, rubbing her hand over the tip of his cock, smearing his sticky fluid around the top, then using it to make his shaft even slicker. "Trust me, this is for me as much as you."

"It is?" He groaned, watching his mother's hand move along his cock.

"God, yes!" She whispered, "This cock, it's so big and hard and feels so good in my hand!" She wriggled her hips, her pussy was so wet she could feel it dripping onto her upper thighs.

Sarah knew she should be ashamed of herself and maybe she would later, but right now all that mattered was Tim's hard throbbing dick in her hand and how good it felt. He was moaning softly and his hips were moving.

"This is for both of us, baby." She told him, "You get off and I at least get to remember what a hard cock feels like."

"S...so this is for you too?" he asked, his tone a mixture of arousal and nervousness.

"Oh, it is." She emphasized her words, by squeezing his cock harder and slowing down, enjoying every inch of him. "So just tell yourself that. That this is just once, just for your mom. For me too feel good, making you feel good."

"Okay." He nodded and for the first time relaxed into the chair, his eyes still glued to her hand.

"Good boy." She purred, then pulling at the tie to her robe, opened it. How about a little inspiration?"

"Wow, Mom!" He exclaimed, as she exposed her breasts to him.

"Like them?" She cupped one of her heavy breasts, rubbing her thumb along her nipple.

"They're really big." He said, "And look great."

"That's right, Tim, your mom doesn't have little girl tits, I'm all woman." She squeezed his cock, "And you, baby, are all man."

She jerked him harder and he moaned louder than he had before and her pussy released a fresh wave of moisture when she noted his eyes were now on her heaving tits. She grabbed his wrist and placed his hand on her breast.

"Go ahead, baby, play with it, whatever helps my son, get what he needs."

To her delight, he didn't pull his hand away, instead he fondled her breast, squeezing it and rubbing his hand across it. She moaned when his palm grazed her nipple and raising up on her knees, slipped her free hand between her legs.

"Oh, I'm so wet just from touching you." She groaned, "Hmm, honey, you don't mind if I take care of myself while I take care of you, do you?"

"You....you can do whatever you want." He whispered, leaning over and grabbing her other tit so he was now playing with both of them.

"What I want is to make my son come nice and hard for me, empty those full young balls so you'll feel better." She rubbed her clit in fast circles with two fingers while continuing to stroke him. "And then I'll come too! So much better than doing it alone!"

"Mom?" He asked, softly, his eyes now watching her hand between her legs.