Don Scott

Hot family ties

CHAPTER ONE

"This is absurd," Janet whispered as her son slipped his hand inside her blouse, cupping her luscious tit through her sheer, lace bra. "Please, Jonas, you know this isn't right."

But Janet really didn't believe her own words. Not when the hot, tingling sensations coming from her aroused, lust-hardened nipple were spreading the flames of such unbridled hunger in her that she couldn't believe it was possible.

"Please, Mother, you know you want to just

as much as me," Jonas whispered, pressing his fingers deeper into the lusty woman's incredible tit. He couldn't believe how firm her tits were, despite their extraordinary size. "Come on, I'm a young man. You must know the kinds of needs I've got."

And Janet did know. That's what frightened her so much. She knew that once a boy her son's age started fucking, he'd want to fuck all night long. And considering Janet's burning, aching need for cock-meat, she just might not be able to stop herself. Not unless she stopped herself right now, before things got out of hand, before she knew the ecstasy of feeling her own son's cock wedging her cunt-lips far apart, filling her seething, juicy cunt with his rigid, fiery cock.

Janet wished the light in the kitchen weren't on. She didn't want to be able to see her son. He looked so much like his father, so much like the man she had fucked so many times. With the lights out, maybe she would be able to think more clearly.

When her son pinched her nipple, Janet emitted a soft, quivering sigh of absolute pleasure. The sizzling excitement went straight from her erect nipple to her clit, making her cunt-lips wet and juicy.

"Please, Jonas, I'm begging you now," Janet said, her voice so soft it was barely audible. "Please, let's just walk away from this and we'll pretend that it never happened."

"You can't ignore this," Jonas replied. "What am I supposed to do with this?"