Chapter 41: Steve's Story Conclusion...

After their initial night of sex, Steve and his mother looked for every opportunity to get together. It became difficult that week because Bill had taken a week of vacation. For some reason he seemed to be around all day and night. This made it very stressful for the two new lovers.

Steve was a horny teenager and wanted sex with her all the time and anywhere. Unfortunately, his mother was more concerned about getting caught then Steve. Whenever Steve was around his mother he would take every opportunity to touch her in places where most sons never touched their mothers. Steve just couldn't keep his hands off of her. He grew very frustrated as the week went on.

Grace knew how frustrated her son was becoming because she was frustrated herself. She wanted his cock in her as much as he wanted her. Yet she was afraid of the consequences if they were caught.

On the third day without sex, Grace was sitting on the sofa with her son on the floor looking up her dress. Bill was reading the newspaper as always. Grace didn't want to frustrate her son further but she couldn't help exposing herself to him. She was getting such a thrill out of letting him see her bare pussy. She sat there and spread her legs as wide as possible and let him look. When Bill would move she would close her legs quickly.

"Steve why don't you come up here and watch this movie with me, it's pretty good," Grace said patting the sofa next to her.

Steve was reluctant to leave his spot with the great view. However, a chance to be next to his mother was more than worth it. He got up and sat next to his mom, snuggling close.

"Gee, that fall breeze is a little chilly don't you think?" Grace asked. "Get that afghan over there for us will you sweety?"

Steve smiled and pulled the afghan over his mother and his legs. Immediately he understood what his mom had in mind when he felt her warm hand on his thigh. He was glad he had worn his little jogging shorts. He liked the shorts because they showed off his substantial bulge. Now they were very convenient.

Grace's hand was shaking as she slowly slid it up her son's thigh. She felt him spread his legs apart to give her better access. Slowly she moved higher and higher until she suddenly touched the head of Steve's cock, which was already pushing out of the leg of his shorts. She suppressed a moan as her hand closed around the giant head. However, his shorts were in the way of what she wanted to do. She bent her head to her son and whispered, "Pull your shorts down".

At first Steve though he had heard her wrong and looked at his mother in surprise. When he saw her smiling face he knew he had heard her correctly. He looked at his father who still had the paper in his face then lifted his hips. Slowly he pushed his shorts down until they were at his knees. Now Steve was the one shaking.

Grace's hand wrapped around Steve's cock, her fingers unable to touch. Grace felt her pussy pulse and begin to leak. She squeezed her son's cock tight and slowly began to move her hand up and down. Her own heart was now pounding in her chest, the risk of being caught making her head spin.

Slowly, ever so slowly, Grace masturbated her son. She moved her hand up and down until she could feel his juice running over her fingers. She used her palm to smear the slick pre cum across the swollen head of his cock. Her fingers circled the area just below the head and twisted, bringing a little whimper from her son. When Steve would push his hips up Grace would stop the movement of her hand. She knew that she was frustrating her son but she wanted this to last. Her own excitement was building as she teased her son unmercifully.

Steve was going mad. Every time he thought he was about to cum his mother would halt her hand movement. He tried to push up into her hand but she would open her fingers, leaving him frustrated. His mom was going to get paid back for this he thought.

At one point when Bill got up to get a beer, Grace removed her hand entirely and brought it outside the afghan. She sat there with a smile on her face as Steve looked at her with a pleading smile. When Bill returned she snaked her hand under the afghan again and began to tease her son.

At this point Steve was going mad with desire. If his mother didn't finish the job he was going to jump on her. While his mom was masturbating him his own hand had not been idle. He decided that two could play the game and moved his hand to his mother's bare thigh. He felt her jump as fingers touched her bare skin. Suddenly his mom's hand was very active on his cock. Steve steeled himself, wanting to tease her like she had done him. Quickly his fingers were playing with his mother's very wet pussy. He tired to get a finger inside but his mother kept her legs closed tight.

Grace was in a hurry to get her son off now. She knew that if he got his fingers in her pussy she would be moaning and squirming all over the sofa. Her hand began a rapid up and down motion, trying to make her son climax. It worked.

Steve's fingers stopped moving as his climax neared. He desperately tried to hold back now but it was impossible. His mother had teased him too much. Suddenly he felt his balls tighten and his cock lurch. He bit his lip hard as his cock pulsed and shot a huge stream of cum up and onto the afghan. He felt his mom tighten her grip on his cock and move her hand from the base of his cock to the top, forcing his juice to pour out.

Grace felt her pussy quiver as a little climax ran through her pussy. She could feel her son's warm juice coat her fingers and run down the back of her hand. She was truly amazed at the quantity of his cum. His cock throb and squirted huge amounts of cum onto her moving hand. Grace had to slow down the movement because her hand began to make squishing sounds as his cum coated her fingers. Finally Steve's cock stopped throbbing and squirting. Grace smeared his warm cum all over his deflating penis and balls.

Steve was exhausted. He sat with his head back on the sofa trying to get his breath without making noise. He looked over at his mother and squinted his eyes in mock anger. "I'll get you for that," he whispered.

Grace just smiled.

It was almost midnight when Grace heard her bedroom door open. She had been reading and was about to turn the light out. She was surprised to see Steve standing at the door. Bill was next to her snoring.

Steve walked slowly into the room. He was wearing a pair of boxer shorts and nothing else. His cock was already hard and tenting his shorts. He had been lying in bed thinking of his mother and jerking off when an idea came to him. He was determined to get back at his mother for teasing him so unmercifully. Now was his chance.