James rolled his eyes.
“She was always talking about getting implants. Maybe that’s one of the reasons why she married Dad,” he said. “I wouldn’t put it past him to buy her fake breasts.”
Angry that his father would sexually assault his mother in such a disrespectful way, he looked at her with anger mixed with sexual excitement. Now that he knew how it affected his mother, he felt guilty over all the drunken women the he and his friends sexually used and abused at drunken, college frat parties. What comes around, goes around and with his mother now a victim of men’s sexual depravity too, he suddenly felt guilty over all the nasty and disrespectful things that he and his friends did to drunken and helpless women while on Spring break.
“I’m sorry, Mom,” said James suddenly feeling ashamed that he was acting like his father by asking her such personal, sexual questions and becoming sexually excited over her answering such personal, sexual questions.
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Yet, like father like son, he imagined how sexually exciting it would be to expose his mother’s big, naked breasts, her shapely naked ass, and her naked, blonde trimmed pussy to his friends and/or to other men. Like father like son, now that they were nearly sexually intimate, if she wore a tube top or a bikini in front of him, he’d be tempted to do what his father did and flash her tits to unsuspecting men. As much as he understood his mother’s anger and felt her pain, he understood his father’s sexual lust in wanting to share his wife’s beautiful body by flashing her to his friends.
She continued her sexual confession and, again, as if his prick was her personal, private worry stone while rubbing his cock with her thumb, she didn’t let go of her son’s cock while telling him her sexual secrets. She even held his prick tighter while she confessed what her husband forced her to do and to endure. Perhaps, with her knowing that whatever she told her son sexually excited him, she used her sexual confession as she would if giving him hot, sexy, incestuous, pillow talk.
Now, he wondered if his mother was playing him. As if she knew exactly what she was doing to him, sexually teasing him, she used her sexual confession to further tease and perhaps even seduce her son, not that she needed to even try to seduce him. Maybe, what his father did to her was what she wanted him to do to her. Perhaps, in the way that he’s a voyeur, she’s an exhibitionist. She flashed him her panties and bra plenty enough times to be one.
“As if I was a Japanese woman riding the subway and forced to have sex with strange men, he’d leave me in a room with his drunken friends to smoke his cigar on the patio while they sexually assaulted me. Whenever I was drunk enough, he hoped that I’d have sex with his horny friends. The last straw was when three of his friends held me down against my will on the couch and stripped me naked. Admittedly, I was drunk, too drunk to stop them from stripping off my clothes. While one held my arms, another stuck his cock in my mouth, and a third was eating my pussy before trying to fuck me,” she said.