Chapter 3

As Ben started to talk on the phone, Rachel reclined back against the sofa. Smiling at Jock, she opened out her arms inviting him to her.

Jock approached her, taking in Rachel's most voluptuous sight. He had never seen a woman that gorgeous! Here was the sexiest young woman in the skimpiest top, her nipples and aureoles visible and wearing the tiniest hot pants. So much of her gorgeous flesh was bare and luscious. She was smiling at him and inviting him into her arms for fun.

As Jock got near, Rachel spread out her thighs, smiled at him and whispered, hoping her son wouldn't hear, "Lie on top of me and kiss me, Jock."

Jock, worried about her son, turned to look at Ben.

Rachel urged, "Don't worry about him, Jock. Come, kiss me."

She guided him to lie on top of her between her thighs. She adjusted him so that his crotch was right on top of her skimpily covered loins. She wrapped her arms around his upper bare body and urged him, "Kiss me."

An aroused Jock threw all caution to the wind. He hugged her and kissed her fiercely. As their kisses got hotter she wrapped her legs around his body and raised her hips to smash her loins rhythmically against his slacks-covered cock.

While on the phone Ben could see what his mother and Jock were doing. Again he was jealous and angry but he knew that he had to control himself. He now saw Jock cup his mother's buttocks with both his hands. Then he kept pulling her up and rhythmically thrusting his crotch against her loins. As if they were fucking! On and on it went on.

Ben had finished his phone call. He went and sat beside them, hoping his presence would break them up. But it didn't. In their ecstatic state they continued their kissing, caressing and simulated fucking motions. Faster and faster Jock seemed to thrust. His mother thrust up faster and faster to match Jock's thrusts. Suddenly he screamed, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... ahk... ahk... Rachel... Rachel... Rachel... ahk... ahk... Rachellllllllllllll..." Ben knew that Jock was climaxing.

After a minute, Jock flopped beside Rachel on the sofa. Ben noticed that his ejaculations had soiled his slacks around his crotch. His mother hadn't got her release, he could tell. Again she adjusted her top to cover her nipples. Only then she and Jock realized that Ben was near and had watched everything.

An embarrassed Jock said, "Sorry, Rachel. I'm sorry for losing control of myself. I'd better go home now."

Rachel sat up saying, "It's okay, Jock. I understand. You don't have to go if you don't want to."

"It's also late, Rachel. I'd better go home before Peggy starts wondering what has happened to me."

"All right, Jock. See you on Sunday evening."

Jock took his shirt and, after wishing them goodnight, left the house. Rachel asked her son, "Do you want to go to sleep or do you want to keep me company?"

"I'm not sleepy, mom."

"What do you want to do?"

"You decide, mom."

"I'd like to spend some more time with you. But would it be late for you, since you have school tomorrow?"

"No mom. It won't be late for me. In fact, on most days, I lie awake in bed well past mid-night."

"Why son?"

"I keep thinking of this and that."

"What is this and that about?"

"Oh mom! They are just thoughts."

"Do you think of girls?"

"Well, yes, but..."

"But what, son?"

"Mostly I think of you, mom."

"That's nice. What do you think of me?"

"I don't want to say. I'll feel embarrassed, mom."

"Do you feel happy when you think of me?"

Ben nodded.

"Do you like me when you think of me?"

Ben nodded again smiling.

"Do you want to be with me when you think of me?"

Ben nodded.

Rachel asked smiling, "Why Ben? Why do you want to be with me?"

Shyly Ben shook his head not wanting to answer the question.

Rachel asked, "Do you want to show me that you love?"

Ben nodded vigorously smiling.

"That's nice, Ben. I've often thought of you too. I too want to show you my love."

"Thank you, mom."

"Did you like what we did last night?"

Ben nodded.

"Can you help mommy tonight also?"

Ben nodded eagerly and happily.

"We had better change into something more comfortable."

Ben waited for what his mother had to say.

""Recently I had a seamstress make some special underwear for your father. I had hoped that he'd wear them during our wedding anniversary to spice up our life. But I never managed to give them to him because on our anniversary day he was in London. I was disappointed."

"Sorry to hear that, mom."

"Well, his loss is your gain. I'll give them to you since you are nice to mommy."

"Thank you, mom."

"Come to my bedroom and I'll give one of them for you to wear tonight." She took her son by the hand and led him to her bedroom.

In the bedroom she handed her son a brief. "Wear this and wait for mommy in your bedroom. I'll change into some thing simple and come."

Ben turned t go to his bedroom.

Rachel asked, "Tell me, Ben. Is there something special that you would like mommy to wear for you?"

"Would you be angry if I say it?'

"How can I be angry, Ben? I have asked the question. I'll listen to you."

"There's something which makes you look extra lovely."

"What's that?"

Ben got close to his mother and whispered his answer.

"All right, Ben. I'll wear that and come." Then she left the room.

In his bedroom, Ben took off his slacks and underwear and got into the brief that his mother had given. It was a naughty one, he knew. It was a mini brief, narrow in front and at the back. The fabric was very soft, cottony soft and very thin, quite transparent. Moreover it was heavily perforated with small holes all over. Ben was embarrassed for a moment. It covered his huge cock but it didn't cover adequately his big balls. The thin transparent fabric and the holes gave quite a view of his cock and balls. It was a bit outsized for him as his mother had it made for his father. This made possible for his aroused cock to lift up the brief and stand up freely. Surely he couldn't wear that alone, he thought. So, he got into one of his thin silky pyjama bottoms and waited for his mother.

In her bedroom Rachel removed her blouse and hot pants. She wore another top that Jock had bought. It was white and was more like a tiny bra. The loop around the neck came down in front to hold the two bra cups. From the sides of the cups elastic straps were knotted at the back. The bra cups were utterly sexy. They consisted of two circular white patches. They were small and covered her nipples, aureoles and only inch of flesh around the aureoles. The fabric was very thin and transparent. The rest of her big round firm 38 inch boobs were bare, and the nipples and aureoles were visible. She did not want to wear any blouse over it. She wanted to show her son what wonderful boobs she had.

Rachel got into a tiny thong, narrow in front and back and mostly strings otherwise. It left her loins bare, covering only her cunt slit, her cunt lips and a little bit on either side. Everything was visible as the material was white, very thin and transparent. She knew that her son could see it all and yet she decided not to wear any pants or skirt over it. She wanted to be like that for her son.

Then she wore what her son had requested. They were white filmy fish-net stockings that came up to the upper part of her thighs. Matching them she wore white fish-net hand sleeves that covered her hands from wrist to the top of her arms. Her fair skin and flesh showed through the holes.

Rachel looked at herself in the mirror. She looked wild and sexy, her luscious body enhanced by the attire. She wanted to have a good time with her son. Then she headed for her son's room and knocked on the door. "May I come in, Ben?"

"Yes, mom."

She opened the door and entered slowly, walking seductively. Her son was thrilled. He looked eagerly all over her exposed body.

"Mom, you are fabulous! Wonderful! You look so nice!" His eyes kept drifting to her boobs and loins, again and again. His mother looked so naked!

"Do you like what mommy is wearing for you?" Rachel asked smiling meaningfully.

"Yes mom, yes. Thank you very much. I've always wanted to see your beautiful body."

Deliberately Rachel thrust forward her boobs and asked, "Do you like what you see?"

"Oh yes mom. They are magnificent."

Then Rachel raised her left leg, bend it at the knee, and spread it outwards. This gave a clear view of her loins covered by the transparent thong. "Do you like this also?"

"Yes, thank you, mom. I love to see your body."

"Yes, I like you to see my body, son. But why are you not wearing the underwear I gave you?"

"I am wearing it, mom."

"Then why are you wearing your pyjama bottom?"

"The brief is too tiny and too transparent, mom."

"I know. It was meant for your dad to wear to excite me but... well, I'm glad it is now you who will do that. Take off your pyjama, Ben."

"If I do, I'll be showing everything, mom."

"I know, but I am showing you everything. So, why don't you show me yourself?"

"Are you sure it's okay?"

"Yes son. Take off your pyjama."

Slowly and shyly Ben got out of his pyjama. Rachel could see that her son was already in a semi-aroused state. His cock was lifting up the thin narrow brief. The big head was quite visible as the transparent fabric clung onto it and the many small holes gave view of the cock flesh.

"Good, Ben. You are good. I'm glad you are big. Come and kiss mommy."

He didn't come to her. So, she went to him, put her arms around his body and pulled his hard near-naked body against her near-naked body. "Oh Ben, I'm so happy you are such a good son... willing to love mom."

"I love you, mom."

"I too love you, Ben. And I want to love your body, Ben."

Rachel lowered her mouth to her son's and started to kiss him wetly and eagerly, sucking at him. He responded by kissing back and sucking her in return. The wild hot kissing continued with their hands caressing their bodies. Rachel kept moaning, being stimulated by the kisses and her son's body against hers.

Rachel panted into her son's mouth, "You excite me more than your father, Ben."

He panted back, "I'm afraid, mom. What if dad knows about this?"

"We won't tell him, son. Our love will be our secret."

"Hmmm..."

"Love me a lot, son."

"I will, mom."

They resumed their hot kissing. Slowly Rachel moved her son to sit on the edge of the bed. Then she broke the kiss and stood between his thighs. She placed his hands on her bare hips and hers on his shoulder. Her skimpily covered boobs were at his face level. She saw him looking at them.

"Like them?"

"Yes, mom. You are a wonderful mother. I'm so lucky compared to other boys."

"Yes, most mothers won't show their tits to their sons. And yet these mothers would show their boobs to strangers like doctors, masseurs etc. and even let them touch them, feel them and squeeze them. Yet they will deny their own loving sons all these things."

"You have a point, mom."

"Imagine Ben. How happy all boys will be if their mothers let their sons see and do what they like!"

"Society won't accept that, mom."

"I know. But I hope modern mothers will think like I do."

"You are a wonderful mother, mom."

"Thank you, son." She took her son's hands and placed them on her boobs. "Fondle them, darling."

Her son cupped each boob with one hand. He couldn't cup them completely because her boobs were big, very big.

"Fondle them... squeeze them... tell me how they feel."

Slowly her son fondled them and squeezed them. Fondled them and squeezed them again and again.

"Like them, son? Are they good?"

"Yes mom. Very big... very firm and vibrant. Very nice to fondle."

"Play with the nipples, son. Roll them with your fingers and tweak them."

Her son rolled the hard nipples through the transparent bra.

"How do they feel, son?"

"Hard, mom. Very hard."

"Do you know why they are hard?"

He knew but he pretended and shook his head.

She wasn't sure that it was right to tell him that she was sexually aroused. Instead she said, "They are hard because they like what you are doing."

After a while Rachel asked, "Want to love them?"

"Yes."

"Then kiss and lick them." She drew his mouth to her boobs.

Her son kissed and licked wetly the bare mounds of her boobs all over. She let him for a while and kept caressing his cheeks and encouraging him, "Good son, good... kiss and lick as you like. Do you like mommy's boobs?"

"Hmm," her son answered and continued to lick.

After several minutes Rachel urged, "Now kiss and lick here." She guided his mouth to her transparently covered right nipple. She caressed his face as her son kissed and licked the hard nipples.

"Good, son. good. keep licking... lick harder... please."

Her son licked as requested, his saliva wetting the fabric so that the nipples became clearer.

"Lick the other nipple also, Ben." She guided his mouth to her left nipple. He kissed and licked it as he had done her right nipple.

Rachel moved his mouth from one nipple to the other again and again for a while. Then she urged, "Suck them, Ben. Suck mommy's nipples the way you used to do."

A surprised Ben asked her, "What do you mean, mom. I've never sucked your nipples before."

"Oh yes! When you were a baby you used to suck mommy's nipples vigorously for milk. Suck them like that now, suck my bare nipples." She removed her top and offered her big bare boobs for her son to suck.

An aroused Ben locked his mouth on to his mother's right nipple and sucked, taking into his mouth as much of the surrounding flesh as well.

"YES, BEN. YES... YES... SUCK ME... OH GOD... IT'S NICE, SON." She placed her hands behind the back of her son's head, guiding his mouth and pushing as much of her boob as possible into his mouth.

Rachel felt her son's aroused hard cock poking against her bare tummy. She was pleased by his reaction. It showed he desired her. He desired her sexually. That was good.

"Now suck my left boob, Ben." She guided his mouth to her left boob. And her son sucked as he had done her right boob.

"YES, BEN. SUCK MOMMY'S BOOBS... SUCK HARDER... YES, THAT'S RIGHT... THAT'S GOOD... I LOVE THE WAY YOU SUCK... YOUR MOUTH IS BETTER THAN YOUR DADDY'S... YES, SUCK ME BABY, SUCK ME..."

After a while she requested, "Switch your sucking to the other boob, Ben. Take turns to suck both boobs. I want you to suck them nicely, son. They haven't been sucked properly for a long time."

Rachel urged her son to suck her boobs, getting widely stimulated. "SUCK... SUCK... SUCK HARDER, SON... YOU ARE GOOD... YOU SUCK WELL... SUCK MOMMY... I LOVE THIS, SON... I LOVE THIS..."

After ten minutes she realized that her son needed a rest; his mouth could be aching. So, she pulled his mouth away.

"Thank you, Ben. Rest your mouth. Let me use my mouth now."

Rachel made her son lie back across the bed and pushed him a bit more onto the bed. She stood between his legs. She saw his cock lifting up the brief and standing erect. The transparent fabric with its multitude of holes gave a good view of his cock. It was long, it was thick, and it was jerking with stimulation.

Rachel smiled at her son. "Good cock, son. Let me touch it." She wrapped the fingers of her right hand around the stem. The huge reddish head pressed against the fabric and became very visible, the holes revealing much of the skin.

"It's very long and very thick and very hard, son. I like your cock."

"Thank you, mom."

" May I kiss it?"

Very aroused, her son nodded smiling. She lowered her mouth and kissed the thinly covered cockhead. After several kisses she started to lick the head all over, her saliva wetting the fabric.

Ben could feel the intimate contact of his mother's tongue on his cockhead, made possible by the thinness of the fabric and the holes. Through the holes his mother's tongue was making direct contact with his cock flesh. She licked him for several minutes. His cock got bigger, harder and started to throb with painful pleasure.

Rachel stopped licking for a while and asked, "Like it, son? Do you like the way mommy licks you?"

Her son nodded thankfully, "Thank you, mom."

"You are welcome, son. If you like it, then I'm happy. That's what mommys are for; to make their sons happy."

"But I'm sure Aunt Peggy is not doing this to her son, Jim."

"I know. Peggy won't do all this to make her son happy. Poor boy! Remember to ask him to come over here tomorrow... to study with you."

"I don't think his main reason is to study, mom. I think he wants to come because he wants to look at you. He always says you are very beautiful."

"There's no harm in that, Ben. Let's let him look."

But Ben was jealous, and he couldn't do anything about it. He appreciated the fact that his mother was so nice to him. "You are a special mother, mom. I love you."

"And you are a special son, Ben. I love you too."

All the time Rachel had been holding her son's cock stem. She smiled at her son and said, "Since you have sucked my tits so well, I want to return the gesture."

"What do you mean, mom?"

"I want to suck you, son."

Rachel lowered her mouth to her son's cock and wrapped her lips around the cockhead. It was bulbous and rubbery and wet. She could feel the flesh of the cockhead because of the holes in the fabric. And the cockhead was throbbing. Slowly she sucked it again and again. Her son's hip jerked and he twisted his body this way and that way. She wanted him to enjoy her sucking.

"MOM... OH MOM... OH GOD!"

Rachel stopped sucking for a while and asked, "Like it, Ben?"

"YES! YES! YES MOM!"

"Like me to continue?" She asked, caressing his big balls which were partially out of the narrow brief.

"YES, PLEASE."

Rachel again took her son's cockhead into her mouth and sucked. This time she sucked a bit more vigorously, causing her son to twist and his legs to wave about wildly. She continued to suck his cock, taking more and more of it into her mouth. At the same time she kept rolling his balls in her left hand.

Ben moaned continuously, "OH MOM! OH MOM! OH MOM! OH MOM! OH MOM!"

With that kind of sucking her husband would have exploded within a minute. But her son didn't, even after several minutes of sucking. She admired his stamina. This was good for her. He could give her prolonged pleasure.

Rachel now slipped the narrow brief to one side, exposing her son's cock.

"Mom, what are doing?"

"I'm going to suck your naked cock, son. I want to. I want to suck your big cock, Ben."

"Oh mommy. I have dreamt of this for a long time, since I was 12."

"You should have told me then, son. But never mind. It's not too late now. You are fifteen, still young and good for mommy."

After smiling meaningfully at her son, Rachel took the hard naked cockhead into her warm mouth and started to suck.

Ben's thighs quivered and his hips jerked as his mother's direct sucking of his naked cock, drove him wild. His cock was bloated to its maximum size and throbbed with painful pleasure.

"MOM! MOM! MOM! OH MOM! OH GOD! MOM, IT'S GOOD, IT'S UNBELIEVABLE! OH GOD! THANKS, MOM. YES! YES! YES!"

Rachel was delighted by her young son's response. She liked sucking her husband's cock. And now she was thrilled by the opportunity to suck her own son's cock. It's a young cock but she had always longed to suck young cocks. Now her son's cock was hers to suck. It was extra good because it was big and thick and hard. I love your cock, son.