A State Of Denial
#2 of My Hot Mom
A State Of Denial
Disclaimer: This story feautures M/F sex and incest, do not read if you are below the age of 18
Lying in bed, Eriss groaned as she was woken up by the sound of her husband entering the bedroom to kiss her goodbye before leaving for work. "Good bye honey" she murmured when he kissed her cheek. As he left the room, she sighed and rolled onto her back, listening with her eyes closed for the sounds she expected to hear. The sound of the front door slamming shut.
*check*
The car starting up and riding away.
*check*
A short time of silence followed, but Eriss listened intently, concentrating on any sounds. Her ears picked up the sound of someone carefully closing a door outside her room.
*check*
A few moments passed when she heard her bedroom door being opened carefully, so as to make as little noise as possible.
*check*
Almost inaudible, her ears managed to pick up the sound of someone silently stepping into the bedroom.
*check*
The sound would've gone past her if she hadn't been listening for it. Eriss didn't react. She had been dreading this. The last couple of days, after she had had sex with her own son, had been very awkward. For her at least; Aron didn't seem too affected by it. Ever since the...'incident', he had been in a great mood, but aside from catching him looking at her a few times, he hadn't been acting any differently.
She, on the other hand, hadn't been able to stop thinking about that morning. She knew she had to talk to Aron about it. She had to explain to Aron that incest was wrong, and that they never should've done the things they had done, but she seemed to be unable to bring herself to actually talk to Aron. She was unable to explain why, and her mind had been a mess of conflicting emotions these past days. Thus, day after day had passed without anything being said, and now her husband was off to work again, leaving her and Aron alone in the house.
She was aware of Aron closing the door, and, not moving a muscle, she waited tensely for the inevitable attempt by him to draw her attention. But the room stayed silent. Was he hesitating? Maybe, if she pretended to be asleep, he would go back to his bedroom. A voice in her mind angrily asked her why she didn't simply tell him to go away. She pushed the voice away when she heard Aron move; it distracted her from trying to figure out what Aron was doing. Moments later, she felt an added pressure on the mattress next to her. Gulping, her eyes still closed, she rolled onto her side away from him. Maybe that would prevent him from...whatever It was that he was planning to do. She wasn't even sure about his motives. Maybe she was worried over nothing. Maybe he just wanted to sleep next to her, like he used to do before that morning.
She felt him crawl up against her back. His arm crept over her side, his paw putting itself on her stomach. She felt his muzzle nuzzling the space between her shoulder blades. She heard him murr as he settled himself against her back. Tensing herself, she waited for the inevitable sexual advance....but nothing happened. Surprised, she opened her eyes. He wasn't going to have se...to try to have sex with her? Something that felt like disappointment washed over her, but she probably mistook it for feelings of relief.
Relief that she could go back to sleep, like a normal healthy family. Still, she didn't want any surprises. What if he was waiting for her to relax to make his move? She wondered how she could find out what his intentions were without him noticing. Suddenly she got an idea. If he intended to have sex with her, he would probably have an erection. He was lying against her back, so if he had an erection, she should be able to feel it poking against her ass.
But she didn't feel anything against her posterior. Eriss frowned; maybe he was trying to hide his erection. Carefully, she tried to flex her butt-cheeks without Aron noticing it, but she couldn't feel anything unusual. Knowing Aron however, it was not enough to convince her that he didn't have an erection. Biting her lip, she managed to lift her hips up a bit, allowing her to push her butt back against Aron's hips. She thought she felt something. Concentrating on what she could feel down there, Eriss slowly rubbed her ass against his crotch. There was definitely something there. When she continued grinding her ass into Aron's groin, he murred and slightly thrust his hips forward, and she felt his erection clearly poking against her ass, confirming her fears .
She had been right! He did have an erection. He was definitely up to no good. Luckily she had caught him before he could act. Now was her chance to stop him. But she couldn't just say something. She had to formulate her words carefully. She had to explain to him why they couldn't have sex. As she searched for words, Aron shifted slightly against her back, and, murring again, he gave another small thrust against her ass. Eriss realized it was probably a good idea stop grinding her ass against his nether regions. She already knew about his erection and she didn't want to give him the wrong idea. Suddenly, the paw on her belly moved to reach under her T-shirt, making contact with her abdomen.
Worried that her time to act was running out, she finally spoke up: "Aron, I..." As soon as she spoke up however, the paw on her abdomen started moving again, creeping up towards her bosom. Eriss pressed on: "...I-I think you should stop what you are doing."
Aron's paw did not stop. Instead, he started giving little kisses to her back as his paw reached the swell of her breasts. Determined not to encourage him, Eriss fixed her eyes on the opposite wall and didn't move. All she had to do was to tell him to stop, and it would be over. "Aron, I am your mother, not your girlfriend."
Aron replied by closing his paw around her right breast, softly squeezing and grasping it.
Closing her eyes, her heart rate increasing, Eriss focused on her words. "This is wrong, Aron. We are family. Family members shouldn't have sexual relations."
Unexpectedly, Aron pulled his paw away from her breast and started sitting up. Briefly, Eriss thought that he had listened to her, and she curiously watched over her shoulder as he sat down close to her head, but then, to her disbeleif, he reached out across her head with both paws, and before she could react he boldly inserted them into the loose neckline of her t-shirt. Without so much as a pause, he thrust his paws down her shirt to grab both her of breasts in one move.
Eriss gasped. Trying to regain focus, she rolled onto her back, accidentally giving Aron easier access to her chest. He enthusiastically groped her breasts, kneading the bare flesh underneath her t-shirt. Breathing in and out, Eriss tried to calm herself. She knew she had to convince her son to stop before this got too far. Already, despite her efforts to ignore the feeling of his paws grasping and stroking her sensitive breasts and nipples, she could feel herself getting wet. When Aron pulled his paws out and moved down again to sit at her abdomen, she managed to take a deep breath and, as Aron slid his left paw below her shirt to continue molesting her breasts, she pressed on: "Aron, I know you love me and I love you too, but the fact is tha-Oh!" While Aron's left paw distracted her by continuously groping her chest, his right paw had reached out and buried itself underneath her wet panties, his fingers quickly finding and stroking over her vulva and clitoris.
Taking heavy breaths, she kept her eyes closed and refused to respond to his administrations, no matter how aroused she was becoming. Whatever she did, she couldn't encourage him! With the greatest of difficulty, she managed to continue her lecture "T-the fact is...Ah!" Aron had pinched the rock-hard nipple of her left breast, while the fingers of his other paw relentlessly teased her pussy-lips and clit. "...is that in-incest is illegal, it...it Is w-wrong...and..." She gasped, her eyes flying open as she felt two fingers thrust into her soaking wet pussy. Her voice shook: "A-and m-most importantly, I-I..Ah!...don't want to...ohhh...to...h-have s-sex with you." Finishing her lecture, she finally looked up at Aron. He was watching her with a shit-eating grin on his face as he continued to thrust two fingers in and out of her pussy. Gasping at a particularly deep thrust, she tried to think of a next move, but the pleasure from her pussy was enough to stifle any complex thought, and she was forced to watch helplessly as Aron removed his left arm from her shirt and buried it alongside his right arm underneath her panties. Moment later, she yelped in surprised pleasure as two new fingers started rapidly rubbing her clit, while a third finger added itself to the two thrusting in and out of her pussy.
Closing her eyes and thrusting her head back, her voice shook as she gripped the bedding with her claws. "Oh god! Oh yes!" Moaning loudly, she squirmed on the bed as Aron continued his assault on her pussy, the rapidly approaching orgasm wiping out any last thoughts of denial she had had. "OH ARON! YES! FUCK! OH GOD!" Her vagina clenched and doused Aron's fingers and paw with orgasmic fluid as she came hard, a wave of intense pleasure washing over her.
It took a while before she came down from her high. Eventually, sweating and panting heavily, she opened her eyes. Aron was still sitting next to her, watching her with huge grin on his face. When he saw her looking at him, he lifted his right paw, showing her his fingers and half of his paw coated with her juices. Looking gleeful, he brought his fingers to his mouth and, one by one, sucked the juices off them, all the while watching her intently for any reactions. Turning her head away, she closed her eyes and groaned as the realization of what had just happened slowly sank in. As her body recovered from the intense orgasm, the morning's events played through her mind like a movie that she could not stop watching. She had let her son come into her bedroom. She had let him lie down next to her. She had let him molest her breasts. And then she had let him masturbate her until he brought her to a shattering orgasm. And all the while, she had just laid back and let it happen. She could've stopped him at any time. She could've shoved him away. She could easily have thrown him out of her room.
Yet she hadn't. Part of her had for some reason resisted even thinking about it. Instead, she passively let Aron do whatever he wanted with her while she made an admittedly ridiculous attempt to convince Aron to stop. Try as she might, she was unable to explain to herself why she had not simply stopped Aron.
Unable to explain...or unwilling to explain. There was one explanation that she had been unwilling to even consider. Eriss shuddered at the thought, but maybe, and she hated herself for thinking that, maybe part of her had actually wanted to have sex with Aron. That explanation was so...taboo...that she did not want to think about it. Unfortunately, she was unable to come up with a better explanation Eriss sighed. How did she get into this mess.
Her thoughts were broken when she felt Aron move. Opening her eyes, she watched as he swung a leg over her abdomen, straddling her. Apparently realizing that she was not going to help him get off, he had decided take measures into his own hands. Grabbing his erect member with his left paw, he started masturbating himself as he reached out to softly grope her breasts with his right paw. She couldn't help but smile a bit at his obsession with her breasts. Seemingly unaware that she was watching him, he seemed to have become completely engrossed with her heaving bust. But as she watched him pleasure himself over her breasts, part of her forced herself to finally acknowledge the existence of several embarrassing emotions coursing through her.
She felt flattered that her son was so attracted to her.
She felt aroused by the taboo of her son pleasuring himself while groping and staring at her boobs. And she realized that allowing her son to grope her breasts and masturbate himself over her made her feel extremely excited.
And, perhaps caused by her arousal and excitement, she felt a desire to let him use her sexually, to allow him to pleasure himself over her, to reciprocate the orgasm that he had given her. In fact, she felt a desire to do more then just lie back, to actually return the favor. She shivered at the extreme feelings of taboo that coursed through her, but after several agonizing moments internal debate, she decided that it was time she stopped lying to herself.
Aron was so engrossed with her breasts that he let out a surprised squeak when she suddenly took hold of his hips with her right paw, pulling him a bit closer so his cock was now hovering over her breasts. He looked up at her and she grinned back semi-embarrassed as she pushed the paw around his cock away, replacing it with her own. He gasped as she wrapped her fingers tightly around his erection. Grinning at his reaction, she started firmly stroking his cock, her right paw caressing his butt and balls.
It was Aron's turn to moan as he tried to steady himself by sinking his paws into her large breasts. Watching Aron close his eyes in pleasure, she enjoyed the feeling of power it gave her, as he seemed to be completely paralyzed and immobilised by her paw grasping and stroking his cock. She could tell he was very pent-up and wouldn't last long, already feeling his dick throbbing in her grasp, his paws clenching her breasts rhythmically. Licking her lips, she couldn't resist teasing him further: "Go on Aron" she cooed; "Cum on your mothers breasts. Shoot a big fat load all over my tits". It was all that was needed to bring Aron over the edge. He tensed up and she felt his balls drawing up. Aiming him downwards, She firmly jerked his cock, drawing out a spray of cum in a straight line over her right breast (Aron having pulled his paws away just in time). "That's it baby..." She cooed as she kept stroking him, drawing out spurt after spurt of cum, covering both of her large breasts with several large streamers of white cum. As his spurts subsided, she was amazed to see how much he had come, her tits now glistening with his ejaculate.
His eyes closed, Aron was panting heavily. Letting out a pleasured moan, he let himself fall back onto her abdomen, causing her to grunt. As Aron recovered from his orgasm, she scooped up some of the cum on her breasts with a finger, and without thinking, stuck it in her mouth and licked the cum off.
"How's the taste?". Startled, she looked up to see Aron watching her, the grin back on his face. Blushing, she was at a loss on what to say. Shifting forward, he leaned over her, and, using his left paw as support, dragged a finger over her breasts, smearing out his own cum. Looking down at his finger, he spoke up: "I'm sorry I didn't listen to you earlier. I was so busy making you cum that I kind didn't catch what you said. And boy, did you cum. I wonder if the neighbours heard that scream of yours? I think I heard you say something about you not wanting to have sex with me."
He snickered before continuing: "But then you grabbed me and gave me an awesome handjob. I don't think ive ever cummed that hard. And the way you got me to cover your breasts with my cum, that's so hot. So what you said before that was kinda confusing." He looked up at her, grinning innocently.
Eriss felt her face flush deep red. Part of her wanted to slap him for laying bare her conflicting emotions in such a brutally honest fashion. But it made her realize with a start, that she no longer felt any resistance in her mind against her recent...activities with Aron. Rather, that resistance had become a state of denial of her feelings about her activities with Aron. A state of denial that had now been broken by this morning's actions and Aron's words. Groaning, she closed her eyes and let her head fall back into her pillow, wondering what on earth she was going to say to him. She felt emotionally exhausted.
Aron's fingers circled her right nipple. Sighing again, she opened her eyes to look at him: "Aron....please Understand...that all this is very hard for me to accept... I...I Need time to sort out my feelings on this matter." Looking down at his fingers tracing over her breasts, Aron gave a soft chuckle at hearing her words. She watched as he used two fingers to scoop up a large wad of cum before lifting them towards her muzzle. She looked at his eyes. He was looking straight back into hers. Surely he wasn't expecting her to...
A couple of long seconds passed before he, still looking intently at her, started moving his fingers towards her muzzle. Watching the cum-covered fingers inching closer to her muzzle, she waited a few more moments, but, with a terribly excited part of her blocking her from thinking of any other response, she opened her muzzle and stuck out her tongue. Grinning, Aron shoved his cum-covered fingers into her muzzle, watching triumphantically as Eriss closed her lips over his fingers, sucking the cum off and using her tongue to clean every part of his fingers, all the while never breaking eye-contact with him. Retracting his fingers, Aron inspected them. They were covered in saliva; any trace of cum was gone. Looking back at her, he said: "It looks to me like you have already accepted your feelings towards me".
She didn't get an opportunity to respond when he leaned his head down all the way to close his lips over hers, kissing her deeply.
Her own son, kissing her like no son should ever kiss his mother.
Murring, she kissed him back. Obviously inexperienced with kissing, he rather clumsily tried to shove his tongue into her muzzle. Barely surpressing a grin, she broke the kiss for a moment to take hold of him, rolling them onto their sides before eagerly pressing her muzzle back against his. He obviously didn't know how to properly kiss a woman.
She was more then happy to teach him.