Jackson Collingsworth tossed and turned all night. His mind kept spinning about what had transpired between him and his Momma when he was home from school for Christmas break. The few times they had spoken since she seemed a bit distant. He wondered if she would act as if nothing happened between them; more importantly, he wondered if she wanted to continue what they started.
This was the first night back home after graduating from Riverside Military Academy a few days prior. Graduation wasn't going to be held for a few weeks. He and his folks would be heading to Gainesville, Ga. for the ceremony. His step-father, Mason insisted that he enjoy the summer before leaving to attend college in the fall. Jackson had every intention to do just that.
The sun was just about to rise when Jackson rolled out of bed. He rummaged through his bags trying to find a pair of compression running shorts, socks and his running shoes. He slipped on the shorts and glanced at himself in the mirror. He loved the way they showcased his ample package. He would often get stares from both girls and guys when he ran around the college campus.
He went into the bathroom and splashed some water on his face, gave his teeth a quick brushing, put on his shoes and socks and headed out the front door for a morning run. The air was already thick and humid; it was going to be another hot day in Savannah.
His mother, Charlotte, had just gotten out of bed and was slipping on her silk robe when she heard the front door slam. She walked over to the window and glanced down to see Jackson stretching on the front walk before his run. She couldn't help but notice how much he looked like Roy, the ranch hand that had taken her virginity when she was just an innocent young girl.
Jackson was almost the spitting image of Roy. Standing at over 6 feet tall, Jackson had the same coal black hair and crystal blue eyes as Roy. He also shared the same athletic build, soft coat of black chest hair and impressive endowment.
Charlotte felt a tingle of excitement in her pussy as she watched Jackson bend and stretch from her bedroom window. She glanced at the bed where her husband of 15 years lay sleeping. He was snoring softly and she knew he would not wake up for at least another hour. She turned her attention back to the window to find Jackson doing a set of lunges and she could clearly see the outline of his hardening cock.
She licked her finger and starting to slowly finger her pussy. Thoughts of Roy and Jackson were swirling around in her head. She inserted another finger into her pussy and feverishly fucked herself.
Jackson was now doing pushups against a wrought iron bench. She could see the sweat glistening on his back Charlotte watched as his body went up and down wishing she was underneath him; feeling his hard cock deep inside her pussy. She closed her eyes and bit her bottom lip letting out a little demure squeak as she brought herself to an orgasm. She slipped her finger into her mouth tasting the sweetness of her pussy.
Glancing out the window again, she could see Jackson running down the street. Mason was still sleeping soundly as she sat at her vanity and brushed her hair and applied a coat of lipstick. Charlotte felt a pang of guilt, how could she be thinking such thoughts about her own son. Brushing it off, she checked herself once more in the mirror and then headed downstairs to the kitchen to start breakfast.
As soon as Charlotte left the room Mason threw the covers aside exposing his raging hard cock. Watching his wife finger herself to an orgasm while thinking about her son was a big turn on for him. He suspected that Charlotte had desires for Jackson but now he had proof.
Mason also had a strong suspicion that Jackson was lusting after his Momma. Wanting to gather his thoughts; Mason quickly dressed and snuck down the back stairs. He jumped into his '59 Cadillac and drove off.
From the kitchen, Charlotte heard the roar of the Cadillac engine as is rolled down the driveway. She glanced out the window and shook her head, "He is always tinkering with one of those antique cars."
As Jackson ran down the historic streets of Savannah, thoughts of his Momma filled his head. He could not stop thinking of the intimate kiss they shared on Christmas Day. He could still feel the softness of her lips on his, her delicate tongue entering his mouth, the soft moans they shared between them. His head was spinning as he ran.
He tried to block it out but he could still smell his Momma's perfume and feel her painted fingernails as they tickled his swollen member through his dress pants. He wondered how far it would have gone if Mason's sister Addie hadn't walked into the room and given them that disapproving look.
His body was drenched in sweat as he ran past the well-manicured homes; his cock was rock hard and leaking pre-cum; he had to get some relief. It was still early but the sun was blazing brightly in the sky, he entered the park; there weren't any cars in the parking lot.
The restroom smelled musty and of stale piss, it brought him back to his youth and the countless number of times he would jerk off in this very same restroom. Jackson stepped into a stall and unleashed his hard cock from his compression shorts; he no sooner pointed his cock towards the old metal urinal and started to stroke it when he heard someone else enter the restroom.
He stood still for a moment and then he heard someone enter the adjoining stall; glancing over he sees a finger poke through the glory hole beckoning for his cock. His first thought was to stuff his hard cock back into his shorts and leave but his horniness and need to shoot a load got the best of him. Having been sucked off by a few guys at the Academy, he always took the attitude that a mouth was just a mouth, didn't 'matter if it belonged to a girl or a guy, especially when you need to get off.
Upon slipping his hard member through the glory hole he felt a soft set of hands gently stroke the length of his cock; then a wet tongue followed the same path, licking the underside of his cock from base to tip, eventually running across his piss slit and lapping up a big glob of pre-cum.
Jackson let out a soft moan and the mouth on the other side of the partition swallowed his throbbing meat. As the mouth slid up and down his shaft he knew he would not last long. Thoughts of his Momma ran through his head, he imagined her soft lips wrapped around his cock; that thought was all it took and his cock head began to swell, he was close to shooting.
Wanting to give warning to the mouth he yelled, "I'm gonna cum."
The mouth clamped tighter around his cock like a vice and sucking harder; the first load of cum shot out, then another and a third. The mouth swallowed every drop and then released Jackson's cock from his mouth; squeezing the base to extract every last drop of cum out of his balls.
After the mouth finished licking his cock clean, Jackson stuffed his softening cock back into his shorts and continued his run back home. By the time he reached the front door his cock was rock hard once again.
As he opened the door he thought, "It doesn't matter what Momma wants, I know what I need to do and that is that."
Charlotte was in the kitchen whipping up a batch of Jackson's favorite buttermilk biscuits. She couldn't keep her mind off of her son or the feeling of excitement that was running through her body. Her attraction to Jackson had grown even stronger since Christmas. He was no longer a boy; he was now a handsome virile man.
She knew her feelings were wrong and her guilt was also playing a huge part. Mason was a good man and a good husband. She could never cheat on him, especially with her own son.
It was obvious to Charlotte that Jackson had a sexual attraction to her as well. She had made up her mind, "it does not matter what Jackson wants, I know what I need to do and that is that."
As Jackson entered the house the cool air felt good on his sweat covered skin. The smell of bacon filled the house and he knew right where to find his Momma.
"Jax is that you?" Charlotte yelled from the kitchen.
As she looked up she could see his masculine frame filling the entry to the kitchen; his body glistened with sweat, his black hair wet and slicked by and the outline of his hard cock shown clear through his shorts.
Charlotte tried to speak but the words seemed to get stuck in her throat, she started to ramble. "I am making buttermilk biscuits like I promised." Jackson was silent. "I bought a bottle of honey, the kind you like."
Jackson stood in the doorway admiring her beauty. She looked so angelic; her soft blond hair resting gently on her shoulders, he could see the outline of her perfect figure through her light pink robe.
His silence made her nervous, she glance up at him, "Jax are you okay? Are you hungry?"
Without a word Jackson walked up behind her, he stroked her hair, twisted it and held it on top of her head. He pressed his lips to her ear and whispered, "you know I'm hungry Momma."
He untied her robe and slid his hand down the front of her nightie, stopping at her crotch. Charlotte could feel a shiver run through her body.
"Jax, stop, this isn't right. I'm your Momma."
"But it is right Momma, you want this as much as I do."
He cupped her pussy with his large hand, he could feel the heat through the fabric of her panties; he swayed back and forth rubbing his hard cock against her back.
"Look what you do to me, Momma."
He slid her panties aside and started to circle her pussy lips with his finger. Charlotte let out a soft moan.
"No Jackson, please we shouldn't."
He slipped the tip of his finger into her pussy while nuzzling her neck.
"Momma, you are so wet. I know you are excited and I know you want me as much as I want you," he whispered.
He placed his hand over hers and guided it to his hard cock. "Feel that Momma?" He let out a soft moan, "You get me so excited."
Charlotte could feel his hard cock pulsating through his shorts as he held her hand in place. She wanted so desperately to bend over and have him fuck her but she knew that wasn't right. Mason's small penis never satisfied her. Charlotte suddenly felt light headed and her knees started to buckle.
Jackson could feel her starting to wobble. He put his arm around her and pulled her closer. His stiff cock now pressed against her back. "I got you, Momma, don't worry."
"The biscuits are burning," She yelled.
Jackson let go of her; She took the biscuits out of the oven and placed the pan on the rack. "They're burnt."
Jackson laughed to himself, "don't worry Momma there is only one biscuit that I want to eat."
Charlotte had a puzzled look on her face, "but they're all burnt, there isn't a good one in the bunch."
He was amused by her naivety; swooping her up like a ragdoll, he placed her on the counter.
"Jackson, what are you doing?" She gasped.
"Your boy is hungry and I'm going to eat that biscuit that you promised me."
He spread her legs apart and she quickly snapped them closed.
She started to speak, "Ja..."
He cut her off; taking her face into his hands and staring directly into her eyes, he softly spoke, "you promised me a biscuit, didn't you Momma?" He said with a sly grin and spreading her legs apart, "Now don't fight me,"
He placed his body between her legs and pulled her closer; she could smell his sweaty masculine scent, it reminded her once again of Roy. Leaning in he kissed her gently on the lips; the next kiss was much more passionate.
Charlotte moaned softly as his kisses moved from her lips down to her neck.
Through his kisses, Jackson whispered, 'now isn't that nice, Momma?"
"Yes," She said softly.
Jackson put his hands on her ass and slid her to the edge of the counter; she instinctively leaned back bracing herself with her hands while spreading her legs. He knelt in front of her and lifted her nightie, lightly kissed her pussy through the wet fabric of her panties. Placing his mouth over her pussy he began to hum, the vibration of his humming sent shivers through her body. He could hear her softly moaning.
Her juices tasted wonderful and Jackson wanted more, her pushed her panties aside; he was pleased to see that she was completely shaved. "It's beautiful Momma."
He placed a soft butterfly kiss in her pussy, lightly flickering it with his tongue. He then ran his tongue up the length of her labia, tasting her sweet pussy juice. Charlotte's moans got louder as he began to tongue fuck her pussy and nibble on her clit.
Out of the corner of his eye, Jackson could see a bottle of fresh honey, he reached up and grabbed it. He flipped open the pour top and started to let the honey drip onto her already slick pussy. Without looking up he said: "you know I like honey on my biscuits."
He started to finger her pussy, pushing the honey inside; his fat fingers were filling her pussy and the thought of his big swollen cock inside of her brought her close to an orgasm.
Jackson replaced his finger with his tongue and proceeded to eat the warm honey out of her cunt. He could feel her breath increasing and knew she was about to cum. His tongue matched the rhythm of her breathing, she grabbed the back of his head and forced his tongue deeper into her pussy; she bit her bottom lip to keep from screaming as her pussy exploded into her boy's mouth.
They heard the rumble of the '59 Cadillac pulling into the driveway.
In a panicked voice, she said: "Mason is home."
Jackson knew he had a few more minutes before Mason would make it into the kitchen, he remained on his knees licking up the last of the honey from his Momma's sweet pussy.
As Mason's footsteps were nearing the kitchen door, Jackson stood up and lifted Charlotte off of the counter and placed her feet on the floor. She was straightening her nightie as Mason walked into the kitchen.
"Morning Sweetie, you were out early." She said nervously.
"Morning, I wanted to make sure the Caddy was gassed up and ready for the classic car show." Mason boasted.
Jackson was now on the other side of the kitchen, "Morning Pops."
"Morning Jax looks like you had one of your Mommas biscuits, you got stuff all over your face."
Jackson grabbed a napkin and wiped his mouth, "yep just finished."
Mason looked at the full tin of burnt muffins and smiled.The Collingsworth family had deep roots in Savannah. Mason's Granddad bought most Savannah's prime real estate right after the depression. His Daddy and Grandad soon formed Collingsworth Properties and they started building single-family homes, apartment buildings, and hotels on the properties. By the time Mason joined the family business most of the land had been built. There were a few empty lots unsuitable for homes; Mason always had a love for cars, so he had a Cadillac and Buick Dealership built.
It was at the Cadillac Dealership that he first met Charlotte. He would stop in at least once every few weeks to admire the new Cadillac's that arrived on the lot; he liked to inspect them personally, especially if they were custom orders.
On this day something else caught his eye, when he entered the building, sitting at the reception desk what the pretties most demure Southern Belle he had ever laid his eyes upon.
Mason walked right up to the desk and extended his hand, "Mornin' Ma'am, I'm Mason Collingsworth."
Charlotte stood and shook his hand, "Good morning, I'm Charlotte Dobson, may I help you?"
Mason chuckled, "No Ma'am I own this place, and I'm just here to check on the cars."
"I'm sorry Mr. Collingsworth," she blushed.
"No need to apologize."
Mason stopped into the dealership every day for the next few weeks; until finally one day he asked Charlotte to lunch. She accepted and six months later they were married.
***
Mason shouted from the bedroom, "Charlotte do you know where my college varsity jacket is?"
"What do you want with that old thing?" She asked in an inquisitive tone.
"My 30th college reunion is coming up and some of the guys thought it would be fun to wear our varsity jackets and bring some other memorabilia."
"It must be up in the attic with everything else," she shouted. "All the boxes should be labeled."
Mason headed up to the attic and started going through boxes, not having much luck he finally saw an old cedar chest in the corner. He had never seen it before so he assumed it belonged to Charlotte. The chest had a small lock on it, he was going to yell down to Charlotte and ask where the key was but he decided to give it a kick instead; the lock popped open.
He lifted the lid and right on top was a box which contained Charlotte's wedding gown; taped to the top of the box was a picture of them on their wedding day. He studied the picture, Charlotte was a young beautiful bride of 20 and he was 38.
He mumbled under his breath, "Damn she still looks the same."
On the other hand, Mason had started to show some signs of aging, his hair had turned gray and he was beginning to get a little pot belly.
Still no sign of the varsity jacket, he dug a little deeper into the chest. He found another box which contained 10 of Charlotte's diaries. Not knowing much about Charlottes' past, curiosity got the best of him and he opened the first one. The handwriting was juvenile and from what he could tell she was about 8 years old. She wrote of riding her pony and the nice man Jeb that was teaching her to ride.
Mason was more curious about the time right before they met. She had mentioned a son which Mason adopted as his own but she never mentioned the boy's father or any of the circumstances surrounding him.
He figured they were in chronological order so he went to the last one. When he opened her diary a picture fell out; it was Charlotte and some guy, he was the spitting image of Jackson. He flipped the picture over and it read, Charlotte & Roy with a heart around it.
"So Jackson's Daddy's name is Roy, Damn," he thought to himself.
Mason began to read the diary.
"May 26, School is finally out for the summer and I can't wait to ride Misty. She is so beautiful."
"June 1, Jeb has been great with training Misty. I rode her all afternoon.
"June 10, OMG... I went down to the stable today and Jeb's grandson Roy was there. Jeb said he was getting too old to do all the work himself so he hired Roy. He is soooo cute."
"June 21, sorry I haven't written in awhile. I have been preoccupied with Roy. He has been flirting with me and I have flirted back. He touched my ass today and held his hand there for a long time. I could feel my pussy tingle..."
"June 30, OMG, OMG, OMG, Roy kissed me today. I was getting off Misty and he came to help. I slid off her and fell into his arms. He pulled me close and I could feel his hard thing press against me and then he kissed me on the lips. "
"July 4, I forgot to tell you that Jeb moved up North to live with his daughter; Roy said he had cancer and things did not look good. It makes me sad but now Roy is in charge and he asked me to meet him in the stable tonight. I hope he kisses me again."
"Get to the good stuff." Mason laughed as he rubbed his cock through his pants.
"July 10, Sorry I have not written...July 4th was the most memorable night. I got to the stable and I didn't see Roy, I called out his name and I finally found him in the tack room. He was shirtless and wearing a pair of tight jeans; I could see his thing was hard; I couldn't stop looking at it. He pulled me close and started kissing me, then he took my hand and put it on his thing; it was so big and stiff. My pussy got all tingly and wet.
"Then he told me he wanted me to do something for him. He had me get down on my knees and he unzipped his pants and pulled out his dick, then he took my hand and wrapped it around it and told me to kiss it. I did, it was exciting. I kissed, licked and sucked his dick until he shot cum in my mouth and he made me swallow it. "
"July 19, I have been sucking Roy's cock every night. He makes me call it a cock... and Roy has been eating my pussy. It feels so good to have his tongue inside of me. He has even snuck up into my room at night so I could suck him off. I LOVE the taste of cum. I feel like such a naughty girl."
By now Mason's cock was rock hard, he had taken it out of his pants and slowly stroked it as he read on.
"July 24, it finally happened, Roy fucked me. Having his huge cock in me hurt at first but then it felt great. I loved having him on top of me and he came in my pussy and then licked it out. He said if he ate his cum I wouldn't get pregnant."
"July 30, Roy and I fuck every chance we get; he even fucks my ass. He calls me his Southern Slut. I missed my period but Roy said that is normal once a girl starts fucking. I'm a little nervous but I love his cock so much I can't stop."
Mason was totally turned on to find that Charlotte was such a slut. Their sex life was pretty boring and for the past two years was almost nonexistent. He knew when she agreed to marry him that she was marrying him for security and to get her son back, something he promised her he would do.
He read on.
"August 5, Roy came to my room tonight; he was fucking me and I guess I was too loud. Daddy walked in and chased Roy away. Then Daddy asked how long Ray had been fucking me. I told him that was the first time but he didn't believe me. Then Daddy took out his cock and made me suck it, after a while, he got on top of me and fucked me. Daddy was sexy but not as sexy as Roy."
"August 10, Daddy has been fucking me and eating my pussy for the past 5 days. I have not seen Roy and I miss him. I feel sick every morning but I still like sucking Daddy's cock."
"August 12, my tummy is getting bigger and I feel sick so I bought a pregnancy test and the drugstore. Yep, I am gonna have a baby. I told Daddy last night, he wasn't happy."
"The last entry in the book was August 13th, it read, "Daddy made me pack up all my things. I am on an airplane to on my way to Virginia to stay with my older sister Clare until the baby is born."
The thought of Charlotte fucking her Daddy pushed Mason over the edge; he shot a huge load of cum on the attic floor. He knew he could never get Charlotte and her Daddy together; she had not spoken to him since she left for Virginia. Charlotte and Jackson, well that was another story Mason knew he could make that happen. He had to put a plan in motion.
Mason placed the picture of Charlotte and Roy back in the box; he stuffed the diary in his pants pocket and headed downstairs.
"Did you find your varsity jacket?" Charlotte inquired. "You were up there a long time."
"No," he replied. "I will look again some other time."
Over the next several weeks Mason would read the diary, each time he read about Charlotte's lust for Roy and fucking her Daddy he saw her in a whole new light. She was a "Southern Slut," as Roy had called her. Something had to be done. Jackson was coming home for Christmas break so Mason slipped the diary into Jackson's nightstand drawer.
When Jackson arrived home for Christmas break he found Mason to be acting a little strange. Mason would pull him aside and make a suggestive comment about Charlotte.
A few days before Christmas they were all out to dinner. As Charlotte excused herself to use the restroom Mason leaned over to Jackson and said: "She has the sweetest ass." Jackson was a little taken aback but had to agree.
As the evening wound down Jackson decided to retire early, upon entering his bedroom he noticed the nightstand drawer was open. When he went to close it he noticed the diary. He picked it up and started to read his Momma's most intimate thoughts.
His cock sprang to life as he ripped through her diary. He unleashed his stiff rod from his boxer briefs and stroked while he read. His cock was raw by morning.
Much like Mason, Jackson began to see his Momma in a whole new light. She was a MILF that needed to be fucked and fucked good, and he was the one who was going to do it.
Over the next few days, Jackson started to flirt with his Momma. After reading her diary he suspected that Roy was his Daddy; though he wasn't 100% sure. He liked his style and used Roy's techniques from the diary to help seduce his Momma.
Charlotte took to the flirtation immediately; she enjoyed the extra attention from Jackson, the playful touching, somewhat suggestive compliments and the occasional but accidental hand brushing against her tits or ass. She convinced herself that it was just playful fun.
On Christmas Day Mason and Charlotte always throw a big party at their home for family, friends, and employees; this year was no different.
When Charlotte returned from getting her hair and nails done for the party, she found a big box from Bergdorf Goodman on her bed. She opened the box and found the most amazing red dress. It was an off the shoulder floor length dress with a plunging back and a slit high enough to make it just a little naughty. Also inside the box was another box from Tiffany's, she opened it and gasped as she saw a stunning ruby and diamond necklace. She heard Mason's voice behind her.
"Merry Christmas."
"Oh Mason, thank you." She cooed "I love the dress and the necklace is so beautiful. You shouldn't have."
"Only the best for you," He said with a grin. "I wanted to get you something special to wear for this evening."
Charlotte gave him a kiss on the cheek, "you are too good to me, and I love you."
"I love you too," he replied. "Now get ready the guests will be arriving soon."
Jackson's jaw dropped and his cock sprang to life when his Momma entered the room. She looked stunning.
There were about 100 people at their home that evening, food and drinks were flowing as was the flirtation between Charlotte and Jackson. They couldn't seem to keep their eyes off of each other. Jackson kept is eyes on Charlotte, Mason kept his eyes on Jackson and Aunt Addie kept her eyes on everyone.
As usual, the party was a success. The last of the guest left around 2:00 in the morning. Aunt Addie and Uncle Hollis were spending the night since they drove in from Montgomery.
Jackson was feeling restless once again. He threw on a pair of sweat pants, grabbed another beer and sat in the living room by the magnificent 12 foot Christmas tree. He couldn't get his sexy Momma out of his mind. He was deep in thought when he felt a soft hand caress his back.
"You always loved sitting by the Christmas tree," she smiled warmly while caressing his back.
"It brings back good memories, simpler times." He said pensively.
"Is something bothering you Jax?"
"Just got a lot on my mind," he replied.
"I am here for you," she said softly.
Jackson reached over and touched her face, "you are so beautiful, Momma." He leaned in and gave her a soft kiss on the cheek. He ran his finger down her neck and gave her a soft kiss on the lips. He could feel her breathing start to increase.
He moved his hand down and cupped her ample breast, giving it a light squeeze. His kiss became more passionate. She tried to pull away but he took his other hand, placing it behind her head and held her in place.
Charlotte moaned softly. She wanted him to take her but she knew it was wrong. Finally breaking free from his kiss she softly said: "Jax this isn't right, I'm your Momma."
Remembering what she said about Roy in her diary, Jackson took her hand and placed it on his hard cock, moving it up and down his shaft. "I need you, Momma."
He started to pull his cock out of his sweatpants when a voice came from the hallway; it was Aunt Addie, "It looks like no one can sleep tonight."
Jackson was on a natural high, he couldn't believe that he picked his Momma up, set her on the kitchen counter and tongue fucked her sweet pussy. Things didn't get much better than that, he just graduated from Riverside Military Academy and was home for the summer; college would follow in the fall.
He had big plans for the summer and most of them included his Momma. He grabbed her diary from the drawer and started re-reading the pages he had earmarked. He was still wearing his compression shorts and his cock was rock hard, he didn't want to cum; he was saving that for his Momma.
As he thumbed through the pages Jackson was making mental notes to himself; "she likes to suck cock and swallow cum," excellent he thought," I have an 8" of hard cock for her and I cum a lot, especially when I am turned on."
He read on, "she likes her nipples sucked and pussy eaten, loves getting fucked in her pussy and apparently loves it up the ass too," he laughed to himself. "Never done anal but I am about to."
Jackson knew he had to keep himself busy all weekend otherwise he would go crazy. His plan was to fuck her Monday morning after his Pops, Mason left for work. He jumped in the shower and quickly dressed.
Mason was in the kitchen finishing breakfast and Momma was nowhere in sight, "Hey Pops can I take one of the cars today?"
"Sure, take the Escalade, where ya' going?" Mason asked as he sipped his coffee.
"I thought I would go to the Country Club, see if any of the guys are around, maybe shoot 18 holes or play some basketball."
Jackson made himself scarce all weekend.
Charlotte was busy all weekend as well with a gamut of emotions and feelings running through her head and body. She felt guilty when the thought of Mason, he was a wonderful husband, man, and provider. How could she possible cheat on him, let alone with her own son?
Butterflies would fill her stomach when she thought of Jackson, she felt like a teenager again; she also felt like a woman when Jackson brought her to the most explosive orgasm she has had since Roy.
Charlotte was thrilled to see that Jackson was a take-charge lover much like Roy. She liked a man to be in control and use her for his own needs. Mason was a kind and gentle lover, always asking if she was okay; he was not even close to the kind of lover she needed to satisfy her sexual appetite.
Monday finally arrived and Jackson was like a kid at Christmas but instead of waiting for Santa to arrive, he was waiting for Mason to leave. Jackson got up early and did some stretches, a few sets of push-ups, and lunges. He threw on a pair of boxers and tiptoed out into the hallway, he stood at the top of the back stairs which lead to the kitchen. He could hear his Momma and Mason talking in the kitchen.
Tiptoeing back into his room he glanced at the clock, it was 7:45; he knew Mason would be leaving soon. He pulled up a chair and sat by the window; at 8:06 he saw Mason's big white Cadillac sedan roll down the driveway. Finally, he and his Momma were alone.
Jackson had checked his Momma's calendar over the weekend and he saw that she had an 11:00 tennis lesson at the Country Club with his friend Dean. Knowing how long it takes her to get ready, he calculated that she would hop in the shower between 8:30 and 8:45. His bathroom and the master bathroom were back to back so he could easily hear the shower running in the master bath.
He sat naked in his bathroom reading her diary waiting for his cue. Finally, he heard the sound of running water, he waited a few more minutes to ensure that she would be in the shower when he entered her room.
After what he felt was a sufficient amount of time he sent Dean a text canceling his Momma's tennis lesson; then headed down the hallway to his Momma's room; his stiff cock swaying as he walked. Her bedroom door was closed, he reached for the handle and opened it quietly. As he walked toward the master bath he could hear her humming; the smell of lavender body wash filled the air.
As he entered the bathroom her back was facing him, he quietly opened the shower door and stepped in. She let out a gasp; Jackson quickly grabbed her by the waist, pulling her close to him, placing his lips to her ear, he whispered, "it's okay Momma, it's just me."
She could feel his hard cock pressing against her back, "Jackson, what are you doing?"
Jackson snickered, "you know what I'm doing Momma. I came to finish what we started the other day."
"This isn't right," she said while trying to loosen herself from his grip.
"It is right Momma, you know it and I know it. We both want it... don't fight it, Momma, it is going to happen." He reached up and took the pink mesh body sponge from her hand. He let go of her and gently started washing her back. "I want to get to know every part of your body," he put his arm around her pelvis and pulled her back, "brace yourself against the wall and stick out your ass."
"Jax..." he cut her off.
"Momma, just do as I tell you. I am going to make you feel so good," he said in a somewhat commanding tone.
She loved his controlling tone, knowing she was too weak to not obey she did as she was told. He knelt down and caressed her ass; gently kissing each ass cheek and then spreading her ass and kissing her sweet pink rosebud. "You have such a sexy ass," he washed her ass and continued down her sexy legs, he moved back up to her ass and slid the body sponge between her cheeks, getting it all soapy and slippery. He stood up and placed his hard cock between her ass cheeks and started sliding it up and down. "I can't wait to fuck your hot ass, would you like that Momma?"
Charlotte was silent but he could feel her breathing increase.
He reached around and pinched her nipples as he pushed his cock harder into the crack of her ass, "you want to feel my hard cock fucking your ass don't you?...Answer me."
"Yes." She whispered.
"Yes, what?"
"Yes Jax, I want to feel your cock fucking my ass."
"Now that wasn't so hard to say was it?" He snickered.
She answered with a breathy, "No," wishing he would shove his hard cock into her ass or wherever he wanted.
He turned her around to rinse the soap off of her backside; it was the first time she saw his magnificent thick rock hard cock. Her eyes were transfixed on it. Jackson looked at her and smiled. No words were spoken.
He let her stare at it for a moment then he took her hand and wrapped it around his cock. "It is all for you, Momma. You will be begging for it after today."
He took her delicate hand and wrapped it around his hard cock. She wanted to get down on her knees and suck it but she knew he was in control. She lightly stroked the length of his stiff cock and waited for his next instruction.
Taking the bath sponge he washed her neck, he circled her ample breast and tweaked her nipples with his fingers. She let out a soft moan; slipping his cock out of her hand he got down on his knees and ran the sponge across her flat stomach. His face was level with her pussy, he stuck his tongue out and ran it up the length of her pussy, tasting her sweet juices. "I feel stubble Momma, I want your pussy to always be shaved smooth for me."
"I will shave it," she replied.
He rinsed the soap off her body, picked her up and sat her on the bench in the shower, "Let me shave it, Momma." Grabbing her pink razor off the shelf he slathered her pussy with shaving cream, with a delicate hand started to shave her sweet pussy. For Charlotte, this was one of the most sensual things that had ever been done to her.
When Jackson was finished shaving her pussy he took a washcloth and wiped off the remainder of the shaving cream. He admired his handiwork; leaning in, he gave her pussy a gentle kiss. He looked up into her eyes, "now you are going to keep it smooth for me, right Momma?"
He didn't wait for an answer; standing her up he applied shaving cream to her legs and began to shave them. It was a little awkward for him at first but he soon got the hang of it. When he got up near her thighs he placed his mouth over her pussy and started to hum. He read in her diary that it was something Roy would do it to her, the vibration would bring her to the edge of an orgasm; when Jackson felt her juices flowing he would stop. He enjoyed teasing her.
Now that she was completely smooth, Jackson had her rinse off again. He shut off the water and wrapped her in a big fluffy towel; picking her up with ease he placed a light kiss on her lips and carried her into the bedroom. He set her down on the bed, unwrapped the towel and hovered over her naked body and admired her beauty.
Charlotte glanced at the clock,"I have a tennis lesson at 11:00"
"Relax Momma, I sent Dean a text this morning and told him you had to cancel, now just enjoy."
He kissed her lightly on the lips, the second kiss was more passionate, their tongues danced together and he slowly ran his hand down her side; sending shivers through her body. "I am going to know every inch of your body by the time I am finished," he whispered.
He kissed her gently on each eyelid, then a peck on the nose, he gave each ear a sensual lick, he nuzzled her neck and worked his way down to her ample breast; licking, sucking and twisting her nipples. "I bet I loved sucking on these as a baby."
"You did," she murmured, "and you didn't want me to stop breastfeeding you."
"I can see why ." He said with a snicker.
Running his facial stubble down her belly, he stopped to kiss and lick her bellybutton, he caressed and kissed her sides; her pussy was glistening with her juices.
She felt like electricity was running through her body, his hot breath tickling her pussy. She pushed her pelvis up trying to connect her pussy to his lips, he pushed her back down. Her heart was racing, "I need to cum.
Spreading her legs wider he caressed and kissed her inner thighs, teasing her with his fingers and lips. Then he hovered his mouth over her pussy again, blowing on it lightly. She started thrashing about. Jackson used another line from the diary, "do you feel like a naughty girl?"
His words excited her as her mind flashed back to Roy.
Ignoring her dripping wet pussy, Jackson continued licking his way down her legs. He took her foot in his hand and massaged it, licking her feet and sucking on her well-manicured toes. This excited her, never had any of her loves taunted, teased or had been so focused on her.
She had to cum, her pussy was aching; she reached down to finger her pussy when she felt Jackson's hand gripped her wrist. "You are not to touch your pussy unless I tell you to."
Her eyes widened and she placed her hands by her side.
When he finished with her feet and toes he moved back up to her dripping cunt, he slid his tongue up the length of her slick slit, gave it a little kiss and said: "I will get back to you soon."
He flipped Charlotte over and ran his stubbled face from the base of her neck down to her ass, spreading her ass cheeks he dove his tongue into her sexy rosebud. Charlotte shrieked with delight as he tongue fucked her ass.
He grabbed her by the waist, pulled her to the edge of the bed and sat her up, it was time to introduce her to his cock. He stood next to the bed with his stiff cock pointing directly at her face. "Touch it, Momma."
She reached out and took hold of his hard cock, it felt wonderful in her hands. It had been a long time since she held a cock that large.
"Kiss it, Momma."
She lightly kissed the head of his cock, a string of pre-cum was hanging from her lip. "Lick up that pre-cum," he whispered.
Charlotte guided his cock into her sexy mouth; swirling her tongue around his cock head, tasting his sweet cock juice. "Suck it, Momma."
She quickly devoured his cock, taking it all 8 inches down her hungry throat, she could feel his pubic hair tickling her nose.
Jackson was impressed with her cock sucking skills but he knew he had to get her off of his cock before she blew a load. She really was a Southern Slut.
He put his hands on the sides of her head and pulled her off his cock. She tried to go back for more. "Slow down you naughty girl," he said. "I want to save the first load for your pussy."
He laid her on her back, he wanted to see her face as she came, spreading her legs wide he climbed in between. "Are you ready for your boy to fuck you, Momma?"
Again, his words excited her.
"Yes, fuck me. I need to feel you inside of me," she howled.
Jackson was surprised by her tone. He slipped the head of his hard cock into her tight pussy and held it there. He looked into her eyes, he wanted to remember the first time her put his cock in his Momma's pussy.
Charlotte started to buck, she wanted more cock in her. Jackson was in a plank position above her, he let her take as much of his cock as she could. It excited him to see the determination in her big blue eyes.
Jackson let her cunt try and grab as much cock as it could, then he plunged his hard cock deep into her tight slick pussy. Charlotte screamed in extasy as he held his cock there. He could feel her pussy gripping his cock tightly. He held it there and looked directly into her eyes, he smiled, "Momma I am all the way in you."
Her body was on fire, she had never felt so sexually charged. "Fuck me," she whimpered.
"I'm gonna fuck you but good, Momma." As he started to slowly fuck her.
He could feel her pussy gripping his cock. He increased is rhythm and soon Charlotte yelled, "I'm cumming" and she let out a guttural groan; her eyes rolled back in her head as her pussy exploded onto his cock.
The wetness of her orgasm made her pussy even slicker, Jackson increased his speed, she could feel his cock head swell in her tight pussy. His breathing became labored as he let out a primal scream, "I'm gonna cum in your pussy, Momma." His cock erupted shooting a huge load of cum in her pussy, and then another and finally, a third blast filled her.
Jackson collapsed on top of her, their sweat covered bodies plastered together. He kissed her passionately on the lips. He scooped her up in his arms as they lay together in a state of euphoric bliss.
He gave her a gentle kiss on the lips and slithered down her body, he wanted to see the mess he made in her pussy. Spreading her legs he could see cum running out of her pussy. Without looking up he said: "I heard that if I eat my cum out of your pussy you won't get pregnant."
Charlotte snickered as she felt his tongue dive into her pussy.