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Date: Wed, 11 Jan 2006 09:58:09 +0000
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A Mother's Secret Needs Ch. 2 by ShadowLord Suzy Jenkins stood wearily at her
kitchen counter making coffee, hair tousled, her eyes bloodshot from lack of
sleep. She stared blankly out the window as the strong brew began to percolate.
The sky was ominously dark. Storm clouds were gathering. Whatever the intensity
of the gale, it could never match the tempest in Suzy's soul this day, for it
was the morning after the unthinkable - sex with her own son. Suzy's mind was a
whirlwind of words images from the night before. She remembered every shattering
detail with crystal clarity: her quivering with a combination of shame unholy
desire as she stood nude before her dominant son sinking to her knees, taking
him into her mouth spreading her soft thighs wide whimpering rubbing his chest
with her little hands as he took her sacred womb with that massive penis... Ohhh
God - I MUST be crazy! A mother who fu - who does THAT with her own child has
GOT to be insane!, she thought in torment, tears rolling down her blushing
cheeks. Suzy was so lost in thought that she didn't hear Jack enter the kitchen.
He paused looked his mom over with that special appreciation of a new lover. He
saw her pretty silk robe molding to her voluptuous curves: her broad, womanly
hips saucy butt, so suggestive of fecundity the swell of those marvelous puffy-
nippled breasts straining against the thin fabric the cute little pink satin
flats with the tiny bows that he had secretly thought were so sexy. His penis
began to tingle as the sight of her caused the X-rated film of their incestuous
coupling to run in his head. Memories of the night before were no less vivid for
Jack than for his mother, with the exception that his guilt, while not quite non-
existent, was far less intense. With a mischievous grin, Jack crept up on his
oblivious mom. Suzy cried out in shock as Jack circled her in his strong arms
from behind, squeezing her breasts gently. "Mornin', Mom - or should I say
'darling'?" he said with a chuckle, kissing her neck. "Jack!! No!! Let me go!!
LET ME GO!!" Suzy squealed in panic, struggling wildly to break free. Jack
released her, putting his hands up defensively. "Ok, ok! Damn! I didn't mean to
scare you. I just wanted to say 'good morning' properly after such an incredible
night, that's all." Suzy pressed her hand to her ample bosom, her heart
fluttering like a hummingbird's wings. Her eyes were huge at her son's sudden
presence. "Don't s-sneak up on me like that!!" "Sorry!" Jack replied, smiling
again as he reached out to cup her cheek. Suzy jerked her head away. This was
certainly a turnaround in his mother's attitude compared to the night before.
Jack was confused. "Uh - what's up, Mom? Why so cold all of a sudden?" he asked
quizzically. "J-Jack, we've g-got to talk...," Suzy stammered nervously, running
her shaky fingers through her hair. "Sit down." Jack arched an eyebrow as he did
so. The coffee was ready. Suzy poured 2 mugs with difficulty brought them slowly
to the table, placing one in front of her son. She seated herself they both
drank, saying nothing for a long moment. Jack looked calmly at his mother,
waiting. Suzy carefully avoided his gaze. Finally gathering up the courage to
begin, Suzy rolled her eyes toward the ceiling said: "Ab-about last night..."
"Ohhhh yeahhh!" Jack interrupted enthusiastically with a huge grin. "God, it was
INCREDIBLE! Ya know, I never DREAMED such a thing could ever happen - that one
day I would actually fuck - " "JACK!! Don't you say that filthy WORD to me!!"
Suzy shouted. Jack clammed up rather sheepishly. Suzy shut her eyes tightly
shook her head. "Christ, what a mess - a nightmare, that's what it is. I keep
praying to wake up, but I know I never will...." Tears began to roll again. Jack
was moved by his mother's anguish. He wanted to say something to ease her mind.
"Mom," he said with a serious tone, "I think I know why you're so upset." Suzy
looked at him. "You do?" "Yeah. You're all torn up because you're worried that
our having sex has twisted me - turned me into a pervert. Am I right?" "Y-
Yes...," Suzy whispered, lowering her head in shame. Jack took her hand smiled
reassuringly. "Well, don't worry about that! I'm still the same person I was
before last night. Hell, even better! How could I not be - after making love to
such an adorable little lady?" He brought his mother's hand to his lips kissed
it, giving her his best seductive look. Suzy quickly pulled her hand back. "Stop
it, you fool!!" she snapped. "You just don't get it, do you? What we did last
night was wrong, dead wrong , an absolutely TERRIBLE sin - and more than that, a
serious crime! If anyone ever found out about it, I'd be sent to PRISON, my
reputation ruined our family destroyed forever!" "Well, it's not as if I'm gonna
print up leaflets...," Jack said flippantly. "Shut up, you damned idiot!" Suzy
spat furiously. "What about your poor father, huh? We betrayed him in the worst
possible way - right in there, on that couch that he worked hard to pay for!"
she said , jabbing a finger toward the living room. "Have you NO sense of shame?
None at all?" This struck a nerve. "Look, I wasn't really thinking too much
about DAD when we were getting it on. Who the hell would in a situation like
that?" Jack said, becoming a little angry. "Anyway, YOU were the one who started
blurting out all that 'I'm you're lady now, not that inferior little mans'
shit!." "Ohhhh my GODDD!! Don't remind meee!!" Suzy cried out, covering her
ears. The recollection of his mother's outrageous words of passion caused Jack's
big cock to stir. "Did you mean all that stuff you said, Mom?" he asked in a
deeper voice. Suzy looked squarely at her son for a moment before answering
honestly. "Y-yes - I did. That's what TERRIFIES me! I-I just got caught up in it
all!" she exclaimed, wringing her hands. "Ohhh, how COULD I betray Mike like
that? He loves us both works so hard! It's not his fault he can't satisfy me. It
would kill him if he ever found out, just KILL him!" "He won't ever find out,
Mom. Why should he? There's absolutely no reason we can't continue to - " "HOLD
IT!!" Suzy barked. "We aren't going to 'continue' anything - understand?" "Well,
why the hell not?" Jack replied, his blood pressure rising. "You just now said
that Dad can't get the job done in the sack. We both know damn well that I CAN,
so why NOT continue?" "No! No way! Your father is sexually inadequate - yes,
it's true - but I've endured that for nearly 20 years. I'll just have to resign
myself to it, that's all. I betrayed my husband in a moment of madness, and the
guilt is HORRIBLE! I will never do it again - NEVER!" Suzy said vehemently.
"What about me, Mom?" Jack said, the pain etched on his face. "Making love to
you was the greatest thing I've ever experienced - just mind-blowing. It was far
more than just a good screw for me because I KNOW that we connected in a unique
way. We really became ONE when I was inside you, Mom - our souls as well as our
bodies. Can you deny it?" "Oh, honey, don't make this more difficult than it
already is. Please...," Suzy whined, her spine tingling at her son's words.
"Come on - admit it..." "Al-alright - yes. Yes, we did become one. God, it's
true...," Suzy said in a little girl whisper. "Yes! Now, you KNOW that we are
meant to be together, Mom - to feel that ecstasy again. It will kill us both if
we don't...," Jack said, slowly leaning forward to kiss his mother. Their lips
touched. Suzy closed her eyes as she tentatively returned her son's kiss,
moaning weakly into his mouth. Jack reached out cupped her soft titty, feeling
her nipple against his palm. Suzy opened her eyes suddenly. She shoved Jack's
hand away leaped out of her chair. "NO!! , Suzy cried out. "We are NOT going to
do that again! It ends now, you hear me? NOW!!" She turned fled, sobbing. Jack
got to his feet. "Oh yeah? You really think so, huh?" he shouted after his
mother. "We'll see about that! Bitch!!." He kicked over his chair in frustrated
rage. The following weeks were a living hell for them both. Suzy struggled to
maintain the appearance of normalcy for the benefit of her husband family, but
the strain on her was tremendous. Jack kept trying to kiss fondle his mother
whenever he got the chance. As a result, Suzy desperately tried to avoid being
alone with her son, even for a moment. Then there were the awful dreams. They
were the same every night: She lying on that damn couch, nude sweaty, panting
like a bitch in heat as Jack leers slides his huge penis deep inside her,
touching places no man ever had her moaning saying all those horrible lustful
things to her own son. Then, just when Jack begins spewing his seed into her as
her own orgasm hits, she glances out of the corner of her eye and is astonished
to see Mike and her family standing there, sneers of loathing on their faces.
Suzy opens her mouth to beg them for forgiveness, but in the throes of her
shattering climax, all she can do is make a vulgar grunting noise. Mike, her
parents all the others slowly point their fingers at her accusingly shout in
unison: "WHORE!!." At that point, Suzy always awoke with a start, her heart
pounding. "Wha-? What is it, hon? What's the matter?" Mike asked sleepily one
night. "N-Nothing! Just another b-bad dream, that's all. Go back to sleep...,"
she replied miserably. "You've been having a lot of those lately. Want to tell
me about them? That's what I'm here for, baby," he said lovingly, rubbing her
back. "Uh - no thanks," Suzy said. "It's nothing - just a phase I'm going
through, I guess. It'll work it's way out of my system soon...," she said
without conviction. "Well, ok, sugar. Whatever you think is best. I'm here if
you need me," Mike said, kissing her tenderly. Suzy settled back down, her
husband's kind concern making her feel like even more of a shit. She would sleep
no more that night... And so it went. Then one evening Mike came home from work
with an announcement: "The boss told me I've got to go to Zimbabwe to close down
our branch there," he said wearily. "Zimbabwe, for Christ's sake..." Suzy's
blood turned to ice. "What! Let him send somebody else!" "No dice, baby. I'm the
only guy available with the necessary experience seniority to handle the job.
Unfortunately, all the others who could do it are already busy with other
assignments, so I drew the short straw. Shit!" "Well, how long is this going to
take? 2 or 3 days?" she asked hopefully. Mike laughed. "Don't I wish! No. This
is going to take at least a month - maybe more..." Suzy was aghast. The idea of
trying to fend off Jack's advances for even a few days was scary enough, but for
a whole MONTH! "T-Take me with you!" she pleaded desperately. "Out of the
question!" Mike replied firmly. "Zimbabwe is no place for Whites - especially
White women. Haven't you heard about Mugabe killing all those farmers? I would
never set foot in that shithole myself if Goldstein wasn't ordering me to go.
Damn him..." Omigod!, Suzy thought in a panic, seeing no way out. "When do you
h-have to leave?" "In the morning." "WHAT!" "Yeah, I know, I know. Let's not
talk about it any more tonight! I want to savor one last evening of peace before
a month of constant pains in the ass! What's for dinner?" During dinner
afterward, Mike was talking with a forced joviality, attempting to raise his
spirits Suzy's, but it only made things worse. Jack, on the other hand, seemed
to be in a fine mood. All smiles, in fact. Laughing at his father's little jokes
tired stories. Surprise, surprise..., Suzy thought with a grim sarcasm. As his
father bantered on throughout the evening, Jack kept glancing knowingly at his
mother. Suzy nervously avoided his gaze. Finally, at about 10:30, Mike yawned
stretched. "Well, I guess I better hit the ol' hay! Gotta get up early. Coming
up with me, hon?" he asked Suzy, a familiar glint in his eye. "Uh-yeah, sure..."
She got up, sighing inwardly. "Cut the lights off when you go to bed, Jack.
Goodnight, partner.," Mike said. "Yeah, I will. Night!" Jack replied. Mike took
his wife's hand affectionately as he led her upstairs. Suzy could feel Jack's
eyes on her. As soon as they got in bed, Mike started fumbling with her breasts
wetly kissing her ear - which she particularly hated. "Daddy's got a going-away
present for his li'l girl - oh yes, he does! Heh heh!" Mike simpered. Suzy
rolled her eyes in the dark as he made his move. Without any foreplay worthy of
the name, he got between her legs. Suzy winced as Mike pressed his 4 -inch penis
into her dry vagina. He immediately began thrusting frantically, panting like a
steam engine with urgency, his undersized testicles flapping loosely against her
buttocks. Suzy just laid there passively, waiting for it to end. It wasn't a
long wait. Within a minute, Mike began whining like a woman: "Ohhhh! Yeah! I'm
gonna cum! Gonna shoot it! OOOO!." A few drops of semen oozed from the tip of
his cock, barely moistening Suzy's pussy. She was glad of the darkness. It hid
the look on her face. Mike kissed her sloppily but lovingly as he rolled off of
her, exausted. He was asleep almost at once, snoring as usual. Suzy lay next to
him looking up at the darkened ceiling... Part 2 Suzy closed the front door, put
her purse on the coffee table sat down heavily. She had just got back from
driving Mike to the airport seeing him off. "Well, baby, gotta go!" he said when
the boarding announcement for his flight came over the loudspeaker. "Now, don't
forget to make sure the doors windows are locked at night before you go to bed.
Ah, hell - listen to me cluckin' like a mother hen! I'm sure everything will be
fine!." Suzy smiled weakly. He leaned down to give her a kiss. Mike picked up
his bag, waved walked out to board the plane. Suzy had taken her time driving
home, needing to think. She also wanted to make sure that Jack would have left
for his job before she got there. Knowing that she would be alone with her son
for at least a month filled her with dread. Suzy wracked her brain searching for
ways to fend him off, but she knew that since Mike wouldn't be there to help
curtail Jack's advances by his mere presence, it would be extremely difficult.
Finally, she gave up trying to devise clever avoidance tactics just resolved to
to remain steadfast in her refusal to give in to him. Her nervousness increased
as the day wore on. She turned on the tube tried to watch a soap opera, but she
was too keyed up for that. Then she did housework to try to keep her mind
occupied. She vacuumed all the carpets, mopped the kitchen floor like a sailor
swabbing the deck dusted up a storm. As she paused to wipe the sweat from her
brow, she glanced up at the clock: 4:07 P.M. Jack will be home soon. God... She
was in the middle of making dinner when she heard the heavy sound of a man's
feet on her front steps. Her heart began to pound as the knob turned the door
opened slowly inward. There he was. A chill ran down Suzy's spine at the sight
of her son. He stood there for a moment in the doorway looking at her, then
closed the door behind him. He walked slowly through the living room with the
deadly grace of a hunting leopard, a slight smile on his lips. Suzy tensely
returned to stirring her sauce. Jack came close to his mother, peering over her
shoulder. "MMM! Smells delicious!" he said in his deep, sensuous voice. "It's
just s-spaghetti bolognese garlic bread. N-nothing special...," Suzy stuttered,
his closeness unsettling her. "One of my favorites...." "It'll be done in a f-
few minutes." "Well then, I guess I'd better go wash up a little before I - dig
in to your goodies..." Suzy looked sideways without turning her head. Jack
hummed a tune as he sauntered out of the kitchen went upstairs to freshen up.
Dinner was eaten mostly in silence. Suzy's nerves took away her appetite, so she
just picked at her food. Jack ate with his usual gusto. "Why aren't you eating,
Mom?" he asked as he helped himself to second plateful. "Oh, I - I'm just not
hungry, I guess..." "Well, that's a shame. You really outdid yourself this
time!" he said, taking a drink of his red wine. "Thank you." After dinner, they
went into the living room to watch t.v. Jack sat down on the couch - in the same
spot where she'd given him the blowjob. He looked up at his mother innocently.
Blushing, Suzy sat in the chair. She picked up the clicker, turned on the set
went through the channels, finally settling on a nature program about rhinos. At
about the midway point in the show, there was a scene with the dominant bull
rhino following one of his cows around, sniffing her hindquarters. The camera
then focused on his massive erection: a good 3 feet long as thick as a man's
arm. Suzy's throat tightened. The aroused bull rhino suddenly mounted his cow,
sliding that tremendous organ into her. She gave a sort of whinny as he started
to "take care of business." Suzy couldn't stand THIS. She quickly changed the
channel to a sitcom, not looking at Jack. He raised an amused eyebrow, but said
nothing. After a few hours of boob tube viewing interspersed with Suzy's
monosyllabic responses to Jack's attempts to engage her in conversation, Suzy
spoke. "I'm tired now. It's been a long day, so I'll say g-goodnight..." She got
up, forced a smile headed for the stairs. "Night Night! Sleep well..." Jack
said, watching the sway of his mother's shapely buttocks through narrowed eyes
as she ascended the steps. Then he went back to watching the movie. Suzy took
her bra off, then slipped the sheer nightie on. Well, at least I made it through
the first evening alone with him, she thought. Thank God he didn't try
anything... She got in bed, pulled the covers over her, sighed with relief
reached over to turn out the lamp. Suzy awoke with a cry of alarm, sitting bolt
upright in bed. She was covered with a sheen of sweat. It was that filthy dream
again. "Oh, damn it to HELL!" she swore in breathless frustration. She looked
over at the clock radio: 1:26 A.M. Suzy swung her legs off the bed turned on the
light. She put on her pink satin slippers headed for the bathroom. As she was at
the sink splashing water on her face, Suzy paused looked in the mirror. Now,
THAT is one tired gal..., she said to herself, shaking her head wearily. She
turned off the faucet, dried her face with the towel went back to her bedroom.
Suzy laid back down was reaching to turn out the lamp when the door opened. Jack
. And he was clad only in a pair of close-fitting silk jockey shorts. "Jack! W-
What do you want?" Suzy exclaimed, gripping the covers tightly. "I heard you cry
out. What's wrong?" he said, striding forward. "Nothing - nothing at all! I just
had a b-bad dream. I'm fine now," she stammered apprehensively. "G-Go back to
bed, Jack. Goodnight!"
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