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THE RUBDOWN
 
By
 
Voyeur Mailman
 
(m/F,inc,teen)
 
 
Jared Thompson grinned at Marie, "Thanks for the ride home, I
appreciate it!" he said as he climbed out of the car, putting most of
his weight on his right leg.
 
"No problem." Replied his best friend's sister.  Said best friend,
Jason, was already slipping out of the back seat and into the front
passenger seat vacated by Jared.  The door was barely closed before
she was off, leaving Jared standing on the sidewalk in front of his
house.  Marie was two years older than Jared and Jason, and was
driving the car her parents had just given her for her 16th birthday.
 
She was a real fox, and Jared had had the hots for her for over a
year... but she had little interest in her kid brother's friends.
 
After all, Jared was only 14 and far too young for her to notice.
   
At least she's cool towards his brothers' friends, he thought, even
if she'd never date me.  She was cool enough to give him a lift home
when he'd pulled a leg muscle shooting hoops with some friends in the
gym after school.
   
Sighing in the usual frustration most boys that age have when
fantasizing about hot older girls, Jared turned and headed up the
walkway to his front door, limping and favoring his left leg.  Opening
the front door, he stepped in, tossing his book bag on the couch.
 
"Hi, Mom."
   
Mrs. Thompson looked up from where she stood at the bottom of the
steps, "Oh, hi, Jared.  How was school today?"
   
"Eh, the usual." He replied, glancing over at his mom.  She was
dressed in a short bathrobe, and had her hair up in a towel.  It was
Thursday, and Jared knew she always showered after doing her
housework, before heading out for her weekly get-together with her
friends.  He headed towards the stairs.
   
"Jared?" inquired his mom, noting his limp, "What's wrong?"
   
"I think I pulled a muscle in my thigh this afternoon.  It's pretty
stiff and sore."
   
"Do you want me to give you a quick rub-down?  I know how bad
pulled muscles can be."
   
Jared paused, then looked up at her, "Would ya'?  That'd be kewl,
mom, cause it really hurts."
   
"Of course, honey.  You go up to your room, I'll be there in a
moment."
   
When Mrs. Thompson entered his room several minutes later, minus
the towel from her hair, she found Jared lying on his bed, still
dressed in his gym workout clothes: a long, sleeveless sweatshirt top
that showed his well-muscled young arms, and a pair of baggy nylon
shorts.  His Nikes were lying on the floor beside the bed.  Jared was
rubbing the thigh of his left leg slowly.
   
Mrs. Thompson came up and sat on the edge of his bed, near his left
side, setting a bottle of Johnson's baby oil on the table nearby.
Jared smiled up at her, "Thanks, Mom."  Her long, dark hair was the
same dark brown/black that Jared wore short, and glistened damply in
the sunlight streaming in through the window.  Her eyes were green,
compared to Jared's hazel.
   
"Now, where does it hurt?" She asked, and moved her hands to the
inner thigh of his leg, where Jared was pointing.  Though Jared was
only 14, his legs, like the rest of his body, were fit and firm, quite
strong.  She could feel the tenseness in his muscles there, though,
and reached for the oil.  After soaking her palms in it, she placed
her hands on his thigh and began a slow, firm, methodical rubdown of
the whole upper leg.
   
Jared sighed, moaning softly as his mother's surprisingly strong
hands began rubbing away the tension and soreness.  As she rubbed up
and down, her hands brushed at his nylon shorts, pushing them up
partly.  She couldn't help but notice... the shorts were baggy, loose
and oversized like many boys his age liked them... glancing at the
open leg of his shorts, a glimpse of his penis.
   
Mrs. Thompson tried ignoring it, but she couldn't help it.  The
more she rubbed, the more his shorts rode up and gaped open.  At one
point, she could clearly see the head of his cock as it extended down
one leg, quite limp.  It was then she noticed the baby oil beginning
to stain his shorts.
   
She paused, thinking, her common sense at war with her frank
curiosity and... something more.  Suddenly, she decided, "Jared, it'd
be easier for me if you removed your shorts so I can give you your
rubdown easier and not stain your shorts with oil."
   
Jared surprised her by readily agreeing, "Okay, Mom, if you say
so."  She'd have SWORN she saw a grin on his face, quickly hidden, as
he lifted up his butt and slipped his long shorts off.
   
Mrs. Thompson barely concealed her gasp of surprise when it became
obvious her son wasn't wearing underwear beneath his shorts.  There,
open to her full inspection, was his surprisingly large, very limp
cock hanging over his balls and along his left thigh.  It must have
been a good 4 or 4.5 inches long and more than an inch thick... fully
limp.  Her little boy, her young teenaged son, barely 14 years old,
certainly wasn't 'little' anymore.
   
Trying her best to be a good mother, Mrs. Thompson did her best to
ignore it and keep rubbing, as if nothing unusual was happening.  She
continued rubbing and massaging his thigh, his whole upper left leg
from knee to pelvis.  As she watched, his limp penis twitched... then
twitched again.  As she rubbed, it began to swell, getting larger as
it lazily rolled up along his thigh and up onto his stomach, where it
continued to harden and stiffen until it pointed up towards the head
of the bed.  Fully erect, it must have been nearly 8" and quite thick.
She couldn't believe it... he was much bigger than his father, and he
was only 14.  She felt a familiar wetness begin to trickle up inside
her...
   
Jared was still moaning softly as she rubbed his leg, and muttered,
 
"Damn are my muscles stiff."
   
Yes they are, she thought to herself, still rubbing his thigh but
with her eyes locked on his monster erection.  She could feel his
thigh soften up, not nearly as tense as before.  "How's that feel,
honey?  Better?" She asked lightly, her voice only slightly quavering
as she fought for self control.
   
"A little." He replied casually, eyes closed as he relaxed, "It's
not as sore as it was, but I still feel pretty stiff."
   
I'll bet you do, she thought again to herself, god but that cock
looks hard.
   
She didn't reply vocally, though, simply resumed her rubbing...
long, deep strokes along his thigh, higher and higher till her fingers
brushed up against his big ballsack.  Jared was moaning softly again,
lying there enjoying it all.  He didn't seem to mind, so.....
   
On her last rubbing stroke upwards, Mrs. Thompson let her hands
keep going this time, sliding up over his pelvis to grasp his big
cock, lightly stroking it.  Jared gasp softly at her touch there, but
otherwise said or did nothing.  Taking this as ascent, Mrs. Thompson
began to stroke her son's massive stiff rod in earnest.
   
Jared began moaning louder now, lifting his butt up slightly to
'impale' his cock further up in his mother's stroking fists.  "Ohhh,
yeah...." He muttered.
   
Mrs. Thompson jacked her son off for several minutes before the
rising heat between her legs drove her on.  Bending over, she released
her son's big teenaged cock long enough to place her open mouth around
the fat, engorged head.  "Ohhh, yeah!!! Suck it, mom....." her son
cried out.  She felt his hands tangling in her long hair, pulling her
head down more as she sucked more of his cock into her mouth.
   
With about two thirds of it in, she felt the fat head pressing at
the entrance to her throat.  She forced herself to relax her throat
muscles, even as her lips squeezed tight around his shaft and her hot
wet mouth sucked hard like a vacuum.  But Jared wasn't waiting... he
pressed her head down, and with a soft plop, his big cock entered her
throat, pushing in all the way.  He gasped loudly as she deep throated
her young son....
   
Mrs. Thompson began bobbing her head up and down, twenty years of
cock sucking experience rapidly bringing her boy off to a quick
orgasm.
   
Jared felt his orgasm build, spread like wildfire, and explode out
the tip of his cock as he blasted his hot spunk straight down his
mom's throat.  And like a real trooper, his mom swallowed every drop.
 
She continued sucking, cleaning off every drop, before pulling off,
the cock slipping out of her mouth with a wet 'plop'.
   
She smiled down at her boy, who grinned up at her, "Wow, that was
great, mom....."
   
Her gaze flickered down and noted he was still very erect, "Mmmm...
my, son, you still seem to have some stiff muscles..... maybe there's
something else I can do to relax them...."
   
With that, she untied her robe and opened it, exposing two very
large breasts, nipples very stiff, and sagging just a little.  Between
her legs was a small, neatly trimmed triangle of short fur.  "Ohhh,
yeah...." Jared mumbled as he took in the sight of his mom.  He'd
spied on her changing before, but it was never this close, this
up-front.
   
She stood, let the robe slip of her shoulders and fall to the
floor, then moved back onto the bed, straddling him.  With one knee to
either side of his waist, she slowly lowered herself, feeling his huge
young teenage cock rub between her legs.  Positioning it just right,
she eased down, feeling the large thick fuckrod smoothly enter her
velvety, sopping wet pussy.
   
"Uhhhnnnnn...." She moaned as the large thing stretched her.  She
was used to her husband's thinner, more average 6" cock.  This big
baby was a nice refreshing change.
   
"Yeah.... Ride my big cock, mom....." her 'innocent' little boy
said, as he grinned lewdly up at her.  He grasped hold of her huge
breasts, massaging and squeezing them, teasing the nipples as she sat
all the way down, impaling herself.  With than, she began to ride him,
moving slowly up and down on the huge frame, then bouncing... faster
and faster.  Jared soon began to thrust his cock up with her every
downward movement, impaling himself deeper.
   
Finally, loosing control, Jared grabbed hold of her, rolled, and
shoved her onto her back, with him on top.  She instinctively locked
her legs behind him as he began to pound into her, power-fucking her
wildly.  His tight young ass rose and fell in a blur, repeatedly
slamming his cock deep inside her eager, wet pussy.
   
"Ohhh!!! OHHHH, god, yesss!!!! Fuck me!!! Fuck me, Jared!  Fuck
mommy GOOD!!!!!" she cried out brazenly as her young teenaged son
brutally fucked her.  Soon, she was grunting with every violent
thrust, "Uhn! Uhn! Uhn! Uhn! Uhn! Uhn! Uhn!"
   
Jared leaned down and took one of her wildly bouncing tits into his
mouth, sucking on the stiff nipple and front of the breast like a
starving man.  He switched back and forth between breasts until he
could feel another orgasm rise.
   
"Ohhh, mom!  I'm gonna cum!!!!"
   
"Yes, baby!  Cumm!! Cumm for mommy!!!"
   
Jared kept pounding away, til the familiar feeling shot up his
cock.... Carrying a thick, heavy wad of cum with it.  He plastered the
hot spunk straight up her pussy, the feel of his cum on her pussy
walls triggering her own orgasm.
   
"OHHH, Baby, yessss!!!!!!!!"
   
Jared kept fucking for another minute or two, until both their
orgasms had died down and he was done cumming.  Jared rolled off his
mother and spread out on the bed next to her.
   
Blushing profusely, Mrs. Thompson climbed out of bed, quickly
pulled on her robe, and headed to the bathroom for another shower...
 
 
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