Lydia Harris was a very attractive woman in her mid-thirties. Long auburn hair framed a porcelain complexion with deep emerald eyes that glowed with such an enchantment that any man could not help but be mesmerized by her smoldering stare.  She was beautiful and the object of many men's desires, until they found out about her family. Lydia's husband Alex had run off with his business partner's wife, leaving her with three rather young children. 

Lydia's family was her pride and joy but life without a man to share her bed left her feeling rather lonely. Her oldest child, Travis was now just turning 13. It would not be long before he could be left in charge so she could begin dating on the regular basis, if she could find someone worth dating. Night after night, she was forced to please herself due to lack of other options. She had noticed that Travis had been spying on her from time to time, trying to catch glimpses of her naked.

Travis was your typical 13-year-old boy. He was a bit stocky but not fat. He played football and lifted weights a lot at practice

For weeks it had continued. He had rigged the bathroom lock to not catch completely so he could "innocently" walk in on her in the tub. He had been caught peeking in her bedroom door when she would masturbate. Lydia could not take it any more and decided to take drastic action. That night she got ready for bed as she normally would. Travis waited patiently for his chance to spy on her. He knew that once her light went out and she turned on the VCR she would start.

Tonight, she was ready for him. His 7-year-old sister, Becky was staying at a friend’s while 9-year-old Courtney was fast asleep. She turned out the light and turned on the television. She heard footsteps in the hall as he crept to her door. She stripped completely and lay on the bed with her legs spread wide. Any moment now, the thin crack of light would filter into the hallway as he pried the door open enough to see inside. Her fingers softly traced up and down her puffy pink lips as she waited. Her wetness was already starting to seep from her as she became aroused by the thought of what she would do to him tonight. The door opened slowly just as she suspected. 

"Travis... Come here” she purred in a low sultry voice.

He could not believe his ears. He stood up. He drew in a deep breath and opened the door a little further as he stepped inside. Travis stared at his mother in complete disbelief as she continued to run her fingers over the entrance to her heaven. He stood there completely mesmerized by the vision of soft sex before him. The thin shimmel shorts he wore tented out, making his erection even more noticeable. Slowly she pulled her hand away from her glistening pink flesh and looked at him.

"Travis...I know you have been watching me do this a lot lately. Now get on your knees between my legs. I want you to lick my pussy," she said in a firm but sexy tone.

The boy stood there dumbfounded for a moment as he looked at her. He thought to himself that this could not be happening and it had to be a dream. 

"I said lick my pussy Travis"

He timidly crawled onto the bed between her creamy thighs and looked at her body once again. This was the first time he had ever seen it so close up. He lowered his head and drew in a deep breath. His lungs were filled with the scent of her sex. It was such an intoxicating scent. His tongue made a frightened swipe over her velvety flesh, causing her to tense up. He started to pull away but she quickly grabbed the back of his head. His hair interlaced with her fingers as she gripped it tight.
She held on firmly as she pulled his face to her pussy again. Her voice was a raspy whisper as she spoke.

"Don't be afraid. Lick it baby. Lick mommy's pussy."

He tried again. This time he was a little bolder. His tongue glided up her pussy lips and over her clit. He continued to lap at her little pink bud as she rocked her hips. All around his mouth quickly was glazed over with her juices as she squirmed. Her moans became more urgent as her body reacted to each pass of his tongue over the sensitive area. He finally penetrated the sweet folds. His tongue curled slightly as he tried to scoop out her glorious taste. He had never tasted anything so amazing in his life. His tongue continued to seek out every drop of her essence as his nose brushed against her clit. 

Lydia was in absolute heaven. It had been so long since a man had touched her that she thought she would die. The more he licked the harder she would grind her pussy against his hungry mouth. 

She pulled his head back slightly as she breathily panted "Suck my clit baby, finger my cunt."

Travis quickly obeyed his mother and placed his mouth over her clit. He clumsily flicked at it with his tongue as he sucked. He slowly pushed a finger inside of her aching pussy. His actions were met with a loud moan. 

"Two fingers. Use two fingers," she begged.

He slid a second finger inside and began to work them in and out slowly. Her entire body began to shake as he tried to match the rhythm of his tongue to his fingers. Despite his inadequacy at it, the reactions built. Her body had gone without it for so long that even this amateur attempt was bringing her such bliss that she could barely control herself. Lydia tensed up quickly. Her body writhed against the bed, as her moans grew louder.  Suddenly, Travis felt a rush of wetness washing over his fingers. He continued to probe her spasming pussy as his tongue attacked her throbbing clit. Her body jerked and shuddered as it fought to maintain control. She let out a loud moan before finally collapsing against the bed. 

She pulled Travis away from her overly sensitive pussy and stared up at him. She could not believe her own son had just made her have such an incredible orgasm. She did not say a word for a moment as her hand released his hair and moved down to the bulge obscenely protruding below. She gave it a gentle squeeze as she stared into his eyes. He let out a soft groan as he felt her touch.

"Now we have to do something about this don't we son?"

Travis could not speak. He just nodded as he stared at his mother's face. She moved over on the bed, taking his hand and pulling him up next to her. She laid him on his back. He was so amazed at what was happening that he could not even think straight. She crawled down bed until she was in perfect position for her next move. Her fingers gently pried the waistband of his shorts up enough to slip underneath them. She peeled them down and tossed them aside. She was rather impressed with his cock. It was only about 6 1/2 inches long but very thick. Her soft ruby red lips curled into a solicitous smile as she wrapped her fingers around his generous shaft and began to stroke it. He quickly closed his eyes as his body twitched. He had never felt anyone's hand other than his own touch him in such a manner.

She lowered her head. The silken auburn waves cascaded down over his hips as she dragged her tongue across the tip of his shaft, collecting the tiny bit of precum that began to dribble. He let out a loud gasp as she gave it another lick. He was in heaven. Her lips then parted wider, accepting the bulbous head into her mouth and closing right beneath it. She sucked very lightly as her tongue played across the smooth flesh. Her fingers continued to work up and down his shaft as she teased the head. 

It only took him a few moments to succumb to her skillful mouth. Thick ropes of cum filled her mouth as she greedily devoured his shaft, her fingers slipping to his balls and caressing them as he continued to pump her full of his seed. He groaned and thrashed on the bed as she swallowed every inch of his throbbing cock. She did not stop though. Lydia could feel her son's cock soften in her mouth slightly. She continued to manipulate the warm flesh as his moans began to return. 

It did not take her long to nurse his cock back to life. She slowly slipped it from her mouth, letting it stand proud before her face. She looked at him with such a desire flashing in her eyes. He did not know what to do next. She quickly straddled his hips. Her fingers wrapped around the base of his erection and held it still as she rubbed the head over her slick little split. She let out a soft moan as it penetrated her slightly. 

She lowered herself slowly until the head was securely inside her wetness then released his shaft. With a swift movement of her hips, she impaled herself on his cock. She could feel Travis's cock stretching her pussy as its girth entered. He began to moan again. Her velvety warm folds conformed around him, hugging every inch of his swollen manhood. She began to bounce slowly on his cock, each stroke forcing another moan from her lips.

Lydia was in total bliss as she rode him harder and faster. Her heavy breasts bounced each time. Travis reached up, squeezing them as her nipples hardened against his palms. Her body glistened as a thin sheen of sweat coated her skin. He had never seen anyone look so beautiful before in his life. It was the most perfect vision ever. She felt him thrusting up into her, the head of his cock bumping against just the right spot each time. Soon, she was shaking as she picked up the pace. Her voice filled the room as her unfettered moans carried through the house. Lydia was so lost in the pleasure her son's cock was giving her that she did not even remember that her daughter lay sleeping just across the hall from her bedroom.

Travis's voice soon matched hers as he fought hard to stave off the impending orgasm. Her muscles seized his cock, squeezing it tight inside her as her juices baptized his rigid shaft. It was more than he could take. He felt his balls tighten as he lost the battle not to explode. Torrents of milky cum flooded into his mother's womb as he grabbed her hips. He held her down hard on his cock as he emptied into her. They both began to scream in the throws of passion.

Her body trembled as she collapsed against him. He held her in his arms as she lay on top of him. His cock was still buried inside her. Her door creaked open as his bleary-eyed little sister entered the room. She was still half-asleep as she walked closer to the bed.

"Mommy, are you ok? I heard you in my room," she softly asked as she rubbed her eyes.



