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My Mom Was So Horny

By Layla Butts

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Copyright 2017 Layla Butts



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My Mom Was So Horny





Chapter 1



The water was slightly above 100 degrees Fahrenheit.



She sat in it to her neck, feeling the sensual heat wash about her.

Leaning her head back on the deck, her arms up, Marilyn sighed in

pleasure.



Around her were the tall pines and the green, rolling hills. There was

even a small stream a few yards away. Birds chirped and sang in the tree

branches.



And Marilyn's cunt was hotter than the water.



She was naked as usual. She loved to sit in the hot tub on fine spring

days and especially enjoyed being outside without clothes on. It gave

her a sense of freedom and, she admitted to herself, a glorious feeling

of wickedness. No one could see her--they were miles from any other home

here in the foothills. No one ever came around, not even hunters. There

was no game here to attract them and the only road nearby was the one

leading to their home.



Marilyn had gotten this house in her divorce settlement, along with

alimony for two years. Also, she had custody of her son, Donny. Her

ex-husband had not fought very hard and for that she was glad. The

divorce had been almost friendly. But any love she had for her husband

was long gone, as his was for her. As usual, they never learned what

went wrong.



Six months was a long time for Marilyn to do without a cock. If she had

her choice she would fuck every day--morning, noon, and night. But now

she had no choice. She did, however, have her hands and fingers.



As the early afternoon sun burned down onto her, she shoved a hand along

her swelling, shapely tits just beneath the hot water. Her flesh was

very smooth, like satin. Cupping her tit for a moment, she squeezed the

firmness, feeling her nipple press into her palm. A tingle of pleasure

rippled down her stomach to her cunt and she felt her clitoris swelling.



Moving her hand downward, she ran her fingers through the bushy

thickness of her cunt hair. Parting her thighs, she probed lightly upon

her knotted clitoris, sliding her finger down and into the slippery

tightness of her pussy.



Marilyn loved to caress herself this way, outside in the hot tub with

the sun hot enough to make her sweat. She loved feeling and probing her

body with the fresh air around her.



Yet, if she had a choice, she would prefer a man's hands moving about

her sensitive flesh. A man with a beautiful cock she could massage,

squeeze, and stroke into lovely hardness; watch the head become round;

the piss hole dripping against her palm.



But there was no man here or anyplace else.



The only male around was Donny, but he didn't count. He was too young in

the first place and in the second place, he was her son. That was the

order in which she assigned him--first too young, second being her son.

She never thought it strange to think of Donny that way but nothing

would ever happen between them. Donny really was too young to be

interested in girls and he was much too involved with his butterfly

collection.



She could sit naked in the hot tub all day and her son would never see

her body, not even if he stood next to her. That is, she didn't think

so. Not that Marilyn had any intention of doing anything with her son.

But if she were so inclined they were certainly in a remote enough area

for it.



She slipped her finger into her cunt and sighed, her eyes closed as she

leaned on the deck. Moving her finger in and out of her tight cunt, she

fantasized about a man, any man, coming upon her and fucking her.



From an upstairs window, Donny was peeking down at his mother, unknown

to her. Maybe she thought he was too young, not interested in girls, but

Marilyn was wrong. Feeling the first stirrings of sexual desire, Donny

peeked at his mother all the time. He enjoyed looking at her, it made

his cock hard.



He could barely see the outline of her tits under the clear water, and

his cock was pressing against his shorts with tingling hardness. He

didn't know what she was doing with her hand under the water, but he

imagined she was sticking a finger into her pussy. He liked to think of

his mother doing that when he watched her in the tub. When he thought of

his mother shoving her finger up her cunt, he didn't feel so guilty

about jacking off. To his way of thinking, if his mother could do it, so

could he.



He had never really seen his mother naked. She was always in the water

before he saw her. But he knew she was naked though, because he could

always see her tits shimmering under the surface. Still, no matter how

hard he tried, he could never catch her naked.



Donny had seen a girl naked before though. She lived a mile and a half

away in another house almost as isolated as this one. She enjoyed having

him look at her body, but they had never had the nerve to touch each

other.



With the desire to see his mother's body, Donny went downstairs and out

onto the redwood deck. He sprawled into one of the chairs near a table,

looking at his mother.



Hearing her son come out, Marilyn quickly removed her finger from her

gripping cunt and smiled up at him. He sat with his legs wide, his ass

shoved down on the chair. Marilyn almost asked her son to get into the

hot tub with her before she remembered she was naked.



It had become a habit not to wear any clothes and a few times she had

completely forgotten about it.



She smiled at him, her eyes seeing his young, handsome face with the

deep brown eyes. As young as he was, he was tall and had a good body.

His shorts, the loose-legged type, rode low on his stomach. As she

looked at him, she allowed herself a tantalizing peek between his

thighs. A light glowed in her eyes as she thought she could see the tip

of his cock. She strained here eyes, and a soft gasp bubbled from her.



That was his cock she could see!



Her eyes unfocused for a moment as a tingle rippled up and down her

body. When her vision cleared she gazed at her son, seeing the head of

his cock clearly. She wondered if Donny knew what she could see, if he

had sat that way deliberately. He had his hands behind his head and face

was turned into the sun, eyes close. But they weren't closed all the

way, he was peeking at his mother from slitted eyes, and he knew where

she was looking.



Marilyn gazed at the head of her son's cock, believing his eyes were

closed. She looked openly, desire coming into her eyes. She gasped again

as she saw his cock starting to swell. The head seemed to poke out a bit

farther until she saw every smooth bit of it. There was a churning

sensation between her thighs and she moved her hand back under the hot

water and to her cunt. Gazing at the head of her son's cock, she began

to rub her hand up and down her cunt.



Marilyn began to experience small but very pleasurable orgasms as she

peered at Donny's cock. She could see one of his precious balls there

too and this increased her burning desire. A finger slipped into her

cunt and she hid to stifle a groan of delight.



After a few minutes she thought Donny had fallen asleep. He had often

dozed out here, and the way his chest rose and fell evenly now she was

sure he was sleeping. She wanted to get out of the tub for a while, but

as long as Donny was there she couldn't. She had not brought her robe

out with her, and her large towel was on the table at his side. She

couldn't possibly get to it before he woke up.



Suddenly, with a silent giggle of wicked pleasure, Marilyn decided to

take the chance. Even if Donny wasn't sleeping, it wouldn't matter. If

he saw her naked body, it would make no difference. He was still almost

a baby, she thought. Even if his cock was almost hard, he was still a

baby to her.



Being as quiet as she could; not splashing any water; Marilyn lifted

herself from the tub.



From his slitted eyes, Donny saw his mother's tits. They were so full

and tight, there was hardly any movement to them. Her nipples were very

hard and long, he saw. As she stood up, his slitted eyes gazed at her

flat stomach--then fixed upon that thick patch of hair. The hair was

dark and curly, and he was disappointed that her cunt was so well

concealed.



Reaching for the towel, Marilyn turned her back to her son before she

wrapped it about her. Donny saw his mother's swelling, shapely ass

cheeks, and the first word that came to his mind was "bubble". Her ass

was like two beautiful bubbles, he though. There was a tingling in his

balls and his cock arched up into full hardness. He watched his mother

wrap the towel around her body and start into the house. Her legs were

very long and smooth, and they excited him very much.



Donny was young, certainly, but he knew all about putting his cock into

a girl's cunt. Like most boys, he had learned about that in school from

his friends. He wondered what it would be like to have his cock inside

his mother's cunt.



Inside the house, Marilyn felt deliciously warm and all tingly. She had

been naked and close enough to her son to touch him. And his cock--Oh

his cock! It had been almost hard, she thought as she walked up the

stairs to her bedroom. It was amazing to her that Donny's cock was so

big. "How could a boy as young as he was have such a large cock?" she

wondered.



In her room she dropped the towel and faced herself in the mirrored

wall. There was nothing about her that would prevent a man from making a

pass. She was quite beautiful, with large, green eyes and very dark,

auburn hair--the color of a well-worn penny. Her body was still firm and

tight, with beautifully shaped tits, a small waist, flaring hips and

exquisitely long thighs. There certainly wasn't anything wrong with her

ass, she noted as she twisted about and looked over her shoulder.



Since the day was hot, she selected a pair of very tight, white shorts

and a matching sleeveless blouse. On her feet she strapped on sandals.

Going back downstairs, she moved behind the wet bar and mixed herself a

mild drink. Marilyn seldom drank, but right now her nerves were giving

her a difficult time.



She could not rid herself of the image of her son's cock and the

surprising size of it. Her cunt still had that deep, burning, delicious

sensation as if she were on the very brink of a tremendous orgasm. It

was a fantastic feeling and she had not felt that way for many, many

months.



Taking her drink with her, she stepped out the sliding doors and back on

the patio. Her son, she saw, was awake and sitting in the hot tub now.

She sat in the chair he had occupied earlier and sipped her drink,

watching him.



"Feels good. Doesn't it, honey?" she said, her voice low and she knew,

throaty.



"Sure does, Mom," he replied. His cock was still very hard, but it was

far under the water and his mother couldn't see it. "I should have

gotten in with you."



"Mmmmmm, perhaps," she murmured, wondering what would have happened when

he discovered her naked in the tub. If only Donny were a few years

older. The thought startled her and she almost spilled her drink. She

crossed her legs and Donny gazed at them. Marilyn was aware of him

looking at her and she was starting to think she was wrong about Donny

having no interest in girls. He was certainly looking at her legs with

interest, she noted. Maybe he wasn't too young, after all.



"Donny," she asked in a low voice, "do you have a girlfriend?"



"Yes," he replied, his eyes still on her thighs. "Well, sort of."



"Sort of? What does that mean, baby?"



"Just sort of, Mom."



"That doesn't make any sense. Either you have one or you don't. Which is

it?"



"Sort of," he insisted.



"What's her name?" Marilyn wanted to know.



"Sally."



"Oh, that little girl down there," she replied, waving her hand in the

direction of the hills. "Does she ride the school bus with you?"



Donny nodded, his cock throbbing powerfully. His mother had uncrossed

her legs and sat with her knees apart now. He could see the tight crotch

of her shorts and when he looked closely, he was sure he saw the outline

of her cunt.



"She's a lovely, little girl." Marilyn said. "You don't see much of her

except on the bus, do you?"



Donny shook his head. He was excited by what he was looking at. His cock

was almost hurting from the hardness, and his balls had a very hot

sensation in them. He wondered if he was about to come.



Unable to stop the feelings within her, Marilyn moved her thighs farther

apart. Donny, she noted, gazed between her legs with unabashed heat in

his eyes. But it was no surprise to her that he was excited. She was

starting to think he wasn't too young after all. Surely it wouldn't do

any harm to tease a little, to make her son feel good.



She twisted her ass on the chair as she sipped her drink, watching her

son's eyes widen. Her movement had been deliberately erotic, and she was

pleased with his response. She began thinking of his cock as she had

seen it earlier, and hoped her son could see enough between her thighs.

She knew what she was doing could lead to other things, and at the

moment, with her pussy boiling, she hoped it would.



Holding her glass up, she said softly, "I think I need another one of

these."



She got up from the chair then, with her back to her son, gave a soft

cry and leaned over to look at her toes. Donny stared at his mother's

ass as she leaned over. The tight shorts molded her lovely ass and the

back of them lifted. He gazed at the whiter flesh above her thighs, and

his cock jerked about wildly. The feeling was so good he moaned.



"Anything wrong, baby?" she asked, standing up and looking over her

shoulder at him.



A slow smile came to her when she saw his glassy eyes still looking at

her ass. When Donny failed to answer, she walked slowly across the

redwood deck toward the sliding glass doors, her ass gently swaying

with, she knew, open invitation.



Behind the wet bar she prepared herself another drink, milder than the

last one. Her mind was going swiftly, thinking about Donny. She knew,

without any feelings of guilt, that she wanted her son ... wanted to

feel his surprisingly large cock plunging into her cunt.



She stood behind the wet bar, her eyes with a faraway expression in

them, sparkling with an erotic fantasy. Her cunt was pulsating hotly and

her nipples strained against the cotton blouse.





Chapter 2





She was standing behind the wet bar when Donny came in.



He was still wet, dripping water on the carpet. Usually she would have

said something to him, but not today. He stood just inside the sliding

doors, and her eyes went immediately to the front of his shorts. There

was a most delicious-looking bulge there, and Donny was looking back at

her with hot, unashamed eyes.



"I've been looking at you, Mom," he said in an unusually low voice.



A faint flush crept over her cheeks, but it was not of embarrassment, it

was of pleasure. Gazing directly at the bulge in his shorts, she nodded,

saying in a whispery voice, "I thought so, Donny."



"I mean out there," he pointed onto the deck. "I had my eyes closed, but

I wasn't asleep. I saw you ... naked."



"You did," she said, her voice quivering with emotion. "What did you

see, honey?"



"Everything." he replied.



"And you enjoyed seeing me," she said, a simple statement not a

question.



Her son nodded.



Marilyn placed her drink on the bar and stepped out from behind it. She

walked toward her son slowly, her eyes riveted upon his bulging cock.

She stopped a foot from him, her eyes still down. Donny was the same

height as she was, and his eyes were on her tits. For just a moment,

Marilyn felt a shudder move through her. Then, excruciatingly slow, she

moved a hand toward him. Very lightly, she placed her palm against his

cock, and felt it throbbing hot. Donny sucked in a breath of air,


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