Dreams and Fantasies

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This is part two of a continuing story; the reader is encouraged to read ‘Dream Lover’ first, for background and character information.

Victoria is a 38-year-old single mother. She has been obsessing over a very erotic dream that she had about her son Shawn.

Shawn is 18 years old. He has had fantasies about his mother for several years. He wants something to happen, but he knows that nothing will.

‘You only live once’

Victoria finished her morning coffee and washed the few breakfast dishes. Her son Shawn had left leaving her alone in the house. She walked slowly back to her bedroom, still thinking about her dream. It was so real. She sat on her bed and looked down at her hands. They were still shaking. This is ridiculous she thought. It was just a silly dream. She lay back on the bed and concentrated on relaxing. Her Saturday chores would have to wait. She turned her head to look at her nightstand. Just a lamp and a clock radio. Maybe she should get rid of those old condoms she had been keeping. She could almost see them sitting there from her dream. Victoria relaxed enough to close her eyes and drift off into troubled sleep.

She awoke an hour later. Still not totally awake she slipped her hand under the waistband of her jogging pants. She felt her fingers slide across the slight roundness of her tummy, lightly caressing the skin. A small shiver ran through her body as she moved her fingers lower. She stopped for a second at the top of her pussy and then extended one finger to press down on her clit. Another shiver, stronger this time caused her to smile. Victoria teased her clit, rubbing gently, until it began to swell and stiffen. Her own wetness making the clit slippery. She rubbed harder, feeling glowing warmth spread through her body.

She once again thought about her dream. For an instant, she was reliving it. But the moment passed. The dream had already started to fade from her memory as most dreams do. And she thought about Shawn. Not the Shawn of her dreams but the son she had surprised in the bathroom. Smells, sights, sounds, all are exaggerated in dreams, but her son was real. What she saw was real. What she wanted was real. She told herself that she shouldn’t be having these kinds of thoughts. It could never happen. She thought about Shawn. About his cock. What would it taste like? What would it feel like slipping into her body? Could she bring herself to kneel in front of him? To beg him to let her suck his cock. To beg him to fuck her.

As she continued rubbing her sensitive clitty she felt an orgasm growing deep in her body. She concentrated on that feeling. She rubbed harder. She closed her eyes and tried to take deep breaths. She was so close. Nothing mattered except…

The quiet knock on her bedroom door brought her back to reality. For a second she felt confused, her orgasm denied at the last moment.

“Mom, are you awake?” Shawn asked softly from the hallway.

“Yes, I’m up.” Victoria said as she got up to open the door. “Just relaxing a little.”

“I just wanted to let you know I was home.” Shawn said when his mother opened the door.

“I was just putting a few things away.” His mother said. “I’ve got to go out myself.”

Shawn smiled up at his mother and turned to go into his own room. He smiled again as he turned, thinking about the small damp spot in the front of his mothers jogging pants. In the privacy of his room, Shawn slipped off his jeans and freed his cock from his shorts. He wondered if his mother was thinking about him, like he was thinking about her. Was he the cause of that wet spot?

‘Maybe once could be enough’

Shawn tried to image what his mother looked like naked. He had sneaked a few looks through the clothes hamper and knew her bra size. His imagination filled the bra in. From the rare glimpses he had over the last few years, he guessed that his mother’s breasts where full and heavy. Maybe someday he would find out what they felt like. Shawn reached down to cup his balls. They ached izmit escort slightly, probably because of what he was thinking. He squeezed them gently, fanaticizing that it was his mother doing the squeezing. Shawn let his mind drift. He imagined his mother kneeling in front of him, reaching up to hold his cock. He imagined her pulling his cock down towards her mouth and that almost magical moment when he would see his cockhead disappear between her lips. Shawn’s daydream was interrupted when he heard the front door open and close as his mother left the house. He walked over to his dresser and rummaged in the back of one of the drawers until he found the pair of white nylon panties that he had taken from the clothes dryer almost a month before. He sat back down and wrapped the soft panties around his cock. The feeling was electric. He started masturbating with the panties, stroking up and down his swollen shaft. Again he let his mind wander. What would it feel like to slip his cock into his mother’s hot hole? He had fantasized about that before, on several occasions. He imagined his mother gasping, moaning and calling his name. As he let his mind continue to paint vivid pictures, his hand stroked up and down. He tried to go slow and prolong the feeling, but his hand went faster. He was almost there. Almost ready to erupt and spray hot cum into the panties. He could feel the orgasm rising. Almost there.

The loud bang on his bedroom window brought his daydream to an end. A frustratingly painful end. Swearing quietly to himself, he put his shorts and jeans back on and grabbed a tee shirt. When he pulled the heavy drapes back from the window, he saw his friend Billy grinning at him. Billy was one of a very small group that Shawn had made friends with over the years.

Victoria needed to get out of the house. She was obsessing over something so sinful and wrong. She needed fresh air to clear her head. She quickly changed clothes, putting on a loose top and a pair of shorts. She slipped on her shoes, grabbed her purse and left. She drove the short distance to a nearby shopping center and found a place to park. She sat there for several minutes, just staring out of the car window. She felt her hand move under her top and cup her breast through her bra. She quickly removed it, remembering where she was. Would Shawn like to play with her breasts she thought. A car pulling in next to her brought her brought her mind back to reality. She spent the rest of the morning and early afternoon wandering through stores, eventually arriving at the market where she bought groceries.

Mother and son had both been interrupted in seeking their personal pleasures that morning. Both were day dreaming about each other. It was only a matter of time before something was going to happen between them.

That evening, after dinner, Victoria sat down in her favorite chair with a bowl of popcorn, to watch television. Shortly after she had made herself comfortable, Shawn came in and sat on the sofa. Both were quiet for several minutes.

“Want some popcorn?” Victoria asked.

“Sure, that would be great.” Shawn replied.

“Here, hold this.” Victoria said as she got up and passed the bowl to her son, and moved next to him on the sofa.

Victoria’s mind was racing. What if Shawn pushed her away? But she had made up her mind while fixing dinner. She had to know. She casually lowered her hand to rest on her son’s leg. When Shawn didn’t seem to object, she moved her hand toward the inside of his leg. Victoria stared at the television, not daring to look at Shawn’s face. When she felt Shawn’s hand on top of hers, she almost panicked and pulled back. But Shawn was slowly moving her hand up closer to his crotch until her hand was resting on his growing erection.

“Oh mom.” Shawn said as he slowly moved his mother’s hand back and forth.

“Shawny, sweetie, I can’t stop myself. I’m a terrible mother, but need this.” Victoria said in a soft, pleading voice.

Shawn put the bowl of popcorn down next to him and with madeinizmit.com his free hand, unbuttoned his jeans and inched his mother’s hand inside. His cock was straining his underwear. He released his mother’s hand and waited. Victoria needed no further urging. She started rubbing his cock.

“Mom, are you sure you want to do this?” Shawn asked, afraid that his mother might change her mind.

“I’ve been thinking about this a lot Shawny. I want you. I want you in my mouth and I want you in my pussy. I even had a dream about you.” Victoria confessed.

Victoria stood up. She remembered asking herself if she could ever kneel in front of her son.

“Shawn, please let my suck your cock.” She said and slowly sank down on her knees.

Shawn stood up in front of his mother and let his jeans fall to the floor. He looked down into her eyes and slowly pushed his shorts down.

“Do you really want to suck this mom?” Shawn said slowly as he reached down to hold his cock.

“If that’s what you want.” Victoria said, watching Shawn move his big cock back and forth in front of her.

Shawn sat back down and spread his legs apart invitingly. He smiled as Victoria moved closer. He watched as his mother grasped his swollen cock and pulled it down towards her mouth.

She was too far-gone to stop. She opened her mouth and wrapped her lips around the head of Shawn’s cock. She took a deep breath through her nose, and coaxed Shawn’s cock deeper in her mouth. She reached up to cup his balls and wiggled another half inch into her throat.

Shawn watched his cock slowly disappear into his mother’s mouth. When she touched his balls with her fingers, he groaned out loud. He wanted to grab her head and force his cock deeper, but something told him to let her take it in at her own pace. Vicky managed to get four or five inches of her son’s large cock down her throat before she started to gag. She started moving her head up and down the shaft, milking it. She kept her lips sealed tightly around his cock, and sucked greedily. Shawn watched as his mother bobbed her head on his cock. He almost couldn’t believe what he was seeing. He knew he couldn’t last long. He thought about saying something, warning his mother. He felt his orgasm building. Like a volcano, he erupted, filling his mother’s mouth with hot, stringy globs of cum. Two, three, four loads shot out of his straining cock. Victoria managed to swallow most of it, but some dribbled from between her lips.

Victoria knew that she couldn’t get Shawn’s cock down her throat. As much as she wanted to devour him, she forced herself to concentrated on what she could do. When Shawn came, and she felt the first squirt, she had a small orgasm of her own. She sucked and swallowed all she could, savoring the taste and texture. Part of her dream had come true. She wanted more than ever to feel her son inside her. She wanted Shawn to fuck her hard and deep. She thought about her dream and putting those old condoms on the nightstand. The condoms Shawn never used. Maybe later, maybe, maybe…But tonight, when she gets Shawn into bed, she wants to feel him. She wants to feel him fill her pussy with his delicious cum.

“My dream is coming true.” She said to herself.

Victoria reluctantly let Shawn’s limp cock slip out of her mouth. Still heavy, it dropped down making a meaty thud as it landed on the sofa. Shawn was lying back, his eyes closed, smiling.

“Mom, I never, ever thought anything like this could happen.” He said, looking up at his mother.

“Shawny, no one must ever know what we did. This has to stay a secret. You understand that don’t you?” Victoria said.

“Yes mom, I understand.” Shawn answered sadness in his voice.

“Now go take a shower and clean up. We’ll talk about this later.” His mother said.

It was almost eleven o’clock that night when Victoria gathered her courage and opened the bottom drawer of her bedroom dresser. She searched in the back of the drawer and finally found the sheer black babydoll that had been put away so many years before. She slipped it on and looked at herself in the mirror. The thin material did nothing to hide her breasts. The nylon clung to the curves and caressed her skin. Her sensitive nipples stiffened as the material moved across them. The bottom hem reached just below her freshly shaved pussy. She took a deep breath and opened her bedroom door. If Shawn thought that the evening was over, he was badly mistaken.

‘Once is never enough’

Shawn was lying in bed, talking to his friend Billy on his cel phone when his mother opened his bedroom door and walked in.

“Mom, I ah, thought all we were gonna do was, ah before.” Shawn stumbled over his words.

“Don’t you want to make love to me?” Victoria said, gently holding her boobs as if offering them to her son.

“Oh God mom. I’ve wanted to do you for a long time.” Shawn said, dropping his phone on the floor.

Victoria walked over to her son’s bed and sat down next to him. She lifted his chin and kissed him. Not a motherly kiss, but the kiss of a woman totally aroused. She invaded her son’s mouth with her tongue and teased him until he responded. Shawn touched his mother’s breast through the thin nylon of the babydoll causing a moan to escape her lips.

“Oh Shawny. We shouldn’t do this, but I don’t care anymore.” Victoria said.

“Oh God mom.” Shawn repeated as he massaged her breast.

Victoria leaned close and whispered in Shawn’s ear. “Fuck me. Use me. Fuck me hard. Make me cum.”

Shawn stood up and pointed at the middle of his bed. Victoria moved and lay on her back. Her knees raised and legs spread apart, just like she remembered from her dream. Shawn moved close. He could smell the musky aroma drifting up from his mother’s already wet pussy. It was intoxicating. He grasped his cock and rubbed the head up and down Victoria’s slit, gentle pushing between her swollen vaginal lips. Victoria was quite literally dripping wet and with a lunge, Shawn slipped his big cock into his mother. Victoria rolled her hips back, silently urging Shawn to go deeper. He rode forward and his large, fully erect cock sank all the way, as far as it would go. Victoria cried out, not in pain, but in complete ecstasy. She spread her arms out and surrendered to her son. Her dream had come true.

Shawn pumped in and out, using the entire length of his cock. Victoria’s pussy holding him tightly as it slid into her. The bed creaked with every stroke of Shawn’s cock. He watched his mother’s breasts bounce and sway as he slammed in and out. He felt his growing orgasm getting closer.

“Mom, condom?” He managed to ask, knowing it was probably too late to stop.

“No.” Was all Victoria said. Her own orgasm rising quickly.

Shawn erupted first. He kept pounding his mother’s pussy even as he unloaded, pushing his hot cum deep into Victoria’s pussy. That was enough to trigger her orgasm. It flooded her body with wave after wave of intense pleasure. Her hands and feet tingled and she gasped, trying to breathe. Tears rolled down her cheeks. Without realizing it, she had grabbed her breasts and was pinching her nipples as her orgasm peaked. She finally collapsed and lay quietly. Shawn leaned forward on his mother’s body; his drained cock slowly slipping out of his mother’s well used vagina.

They lay together like that for several minutes. Shawn inched higher until he could cover Victoria’s mouth with his own. It was a lover’s kiss, warm and tender.

“Mom.” Shawn finally said. “I love you, but I don’t think I can stop now.”

“Neither can I sweetie. I’m afraid we might have to do this again.” Victoria said, grinning.

Victoria got up on legs still a little shaky and walked towards the bathroom. Shawn stood up too, and stepped on the cel phone that he dropped when his mother came in. He was about to set it on the end table by his bed when he heard a voice. He put the phone to his ear.

“Shawn, are you there? Are you putting me on? Did you and your mom just do what I think you did?” Billy said.

“You heard that?” Shawn asked.

“Every moan and groan buddy.” Billy said. “But don’t worry, I won’t say anything.”

‘To Be Continued, Maybe’

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