Ben shook his head.
“They’re your panties,” he said. “I don’t want to pretend that they’re anything else.”
He looked expectantly at his mom for a couple of seconds. Her facial expression softened, and she smiled, brushing the comment off.
“Alright,” she said. “I guess we should get started?”
CHAPTER 10
Ben slowly ran his hand across his cock with one hand, holding his mom’s panties loosely in the other. Alexa reached over and turned off the reading lamp, shrouding the room in a dangerous kind of darkness.
“Alright, sweetie,” she said. “It helps if I talk, right?”
“Oh yeah,” said Ben. “God, I love the sound of your voice.”
He felt his mom’s hand rub his thigh encouragingly. Ben shifted slightly, letting the tip of his cock brush against her hand for an illicit, glorious moment. She let out a teasing, mock gasp.
“You’re so excited already?” She squeezed his thigh. “Why don’t you slide your hand all the way up to the base, and just give it a soft squeeze?”
Ben did it in an instant. He let out a small moan and slid closer to his mom.
“Okay,” he said.
“Now slowly stroke up and down, honey,” whispered Alexa. “That’s right. Not too fast, and not too hard. Just nice and soft.”
“Oh mom,” moaned Ben. He slowly stroked his cock, up and down, and heard her giggle slightly. She rubbed her hand a little further up his thigh.
“Good, Ben,” she whispered. “That’s good. Can you fit your other hand on it, too?”
Ben reached his hand over and set it above the other one.
“Yeah, mom,” he said. “I’m using both to stroke it now.”
“Oh, wow,” she said, a note of genuine surprise in her voice. “You really have grown up.”
There was a tense, almost disapproving silence, as though an invisible force in the room was judging them for what they were doing. Ben worried for a moment that she was going to stop, and reached over and rubbed her shoulder.
“Can you keep going?” he asked.
“…Okay,” she said. “I want you to… think about a woman you find attractive.”
Ben nodded. He thought about Luciana, and then about Mika, and for a moment, Dr. Kim. His thoughts immediately turned back to the woman in bed next to him, his own mother.
“Think about how it would feel to have her hands on your cock, instead of yours,” she said. “Imagine she was in front of you right now, staring into your eyes. Slowly touching you, sweetie.”
“Mom!” Ben was stroking his cock faster, but felt an incredible, pressing guilt rushing over him as his mom spoke. “I’m thinking of…”
“Is this too weird?” she whispered. “We can stop, if you want.”
“No!” He said, emphatically. “Keep going.”
His mom rubbed his inner thigh. Her fingers were so close to his cock that it was almost painful for him.
“Imagine that this woman…” Alexa trailed off, and Ben was sure that she could hear the embarrassment in her voice. “Imagine that she gave your big, hard thing a nice, soft, kiss.”
“Oh god, mom!” He thought of her lips, of her soft mouth, and sweet voice.
“Sweetie…” One of her fingers rubbed against the base of Ben’s shaft. “Just keep stroking. Nice and soft, just like the hugs I used to give you when you were little.”
“I want to give you a hug,” said Ben. “Right now.”
His mother hesitated.
“Ben,” she said. “I think you should wait until after we’re done with your treatment. Keep stroking, softly, up and down.”
“Just a quick hug.” Ben slid in closer to her, letting his hand drift off his erection. “And then we’ll go right back to it.”
“Honey…” whispered his mom.
Ben opened his arms and pulled her against him. His cock nestled itself in between her soft thighs and he almost cried out in delight. He thrust forward, feeling his member, dripping with precum, sliding across the other pair of panties, the one his mother had on.
Alexa didn’t stop him. Ben wasn’t sure if his mom was too embarrassed to point out what was happening under the covers, or too naïve to understand how thrilling it was for him, but she said nothing. And he continued to thrust, pushing his cock against his mom’s covered mound like he was trying to dig for oil through a thin layer of shale.
He groped at her big, soft breasts. He ran his lips along the nape of her neck. He reached around to one of her buttocks and cupped it, using it for leverage as he continued to dry hump her. And still, his mom said nothing. It wasn’t until one of his fingers drifted into the waistband of her panties that Alexa finally coughed, breaking the two of them out of their illicit reverie.
“You can hug me once you’re finished with your treatment, sweetie,” she said, in a voice that sounded tense and a little forced.
“You’re right, mom,” said Ben, whispering the words hot against her ear. He reached for the other pair of panties and wrapped them around his cock, still keeping himself in close contact with his mother.
Slowly, he began to stroke again, close enough to her that half the time his cock was poking against her stomach and fabric of her gown. He nestled his face against he mom’s shoulder and neck and moaned softly.
“You’re, erm, too close,” whispered Alexa. “Sweetie, you’re too close.”
Ben pushed in even closer, burying his face in between her covered breasts.
“Oh god, mom,” he moaned. She ran one of her hands through his hair.
“Ben!” said his mom, more sharply. “You’re on top of me!”
“Mom!” Ben wasn’t stroking himself off anymore, not as much as he was rubbing against her, letting his cock slide along the silken fabric and press into her body.
“You’re going to make a mess, honey!” hissed his mom. “It’s going to go all-“
Ben kissed her, not on the cheek or on the neck, but on the lips. It wasn’t a stage kiss. It was a passionate, full mouthed lip coupling. His kissed her right as he felt himself cross over his threshold. As his tongue pushed into her mouth, his seed splattered out, missing the panties his mom had given him entirely and splashing instead over her gown, over her stomach, and over the sheets.
“Mom…” he whispered. “I’m sorry.”
She let out a frustrated sigh and pulled the blankets back.
“Good night, Ben.” Alexa’s voice was sharp, and she stood up from the bed and didn’t look at him as she walked out into the hallway.
“Mom!” Ben swore under his breath. “I didn’t mean to!”
He heard the bathroom door slam shut and slowly made his way back to his room, confused and frustrated.
CHAPTER 11
Ben spent as much time as he could in the house the next morning. He wanted to catch his mom before heading off to rehearsal, to explain to her that what’d happened was a big mistake, an accident, even. He’d gotten a little carried away with the treatment and then it had just happened.
Alexa stayed in her room, right up until it was time for him to leave. Ben spent another minute chewing on his lip and debating whether or not it would be worth it for him to skip rehearsal in order to apologize to her, and then started walking.
He arrived at the Pinecross Players Theater even later than he had the day before. Luciana was already lecturing the cast. She glared at Ben when he made his way down the aisle toward the front of the auditorium.
“You are almost ten minutes late,” she said, sharply.
“I’m sorry,” said Ben. “I had to... check in on something.”
Luciana’s expression was even sharper than what he’d been expecting when Ben got close enough in to see it in detail. She crossed her arms and looked back over to the group at large. Ben followed her eyes, and after a few seconds, figured it out.
“Hey, where’s Mika?” he asked.
“Absent,” said Luciana. “As far as anyone can tell. Jessie
will be stepping in to fill the role of Juliet.”
Ben nodded. Jessie was sitting a few seats down from him, doing a good job of keeping her excitement contained to a polite level. She was wearing a summer dress that took advantage of her voluptuous figure, and for a moment, Ben couldn’t pull his eyes away from her well framed cleavage.
“I’ve set up several different rehearsal stations on stage,” said Luciana. “Today, we will be working on all three acts independently of one another. I’ve divided the cast up so that there will be no overlap in who is needed in each scene.”
Luciana began calling out names and assigning them to various spots on the stage. Ben ended up stage left, where the prop bed sat. Jessie was sent up to the same spot, and he waited for another minute, listening to Luciana read off names, before realizing that it was to be just the two of them.
“I’m ready to do this!” Jessie was beaming, looking like she’d been picked for an award. “This is going to be awesome!”
“Well, I’m glad to see that you’re feeling the part,” said Ben.
Luciana made her way over to their group first once everyone was in place. She frowned slightly at the both of them and then nodded.
“I want you to review the second brothel scene,” said Luciana. “Where Romeo and Juliet meet in Juliet’s private room to… enjoy each other’s company.”
Jessie shot her hand up into the air as soon as Luciana finished.
“How deep into the roles do you want us to get?” she said in a quick, eager voice. “I mean, should we really… kiss and stuff?”
Her face turned a deep shade of crimson, almost matching her long red hair. Luciana smiled warmly.
“Take it as far as you both feel comfortable with,” said Luciana. “I think it’s best if the two of you put all of the teenage emotion and drive you can muster into acting this scene realistically.”
She waited for a moment, seeing if either of them would ask another question, and then turned and walked away. Jessie looked over at Ben and grinned.
“Are you ready, Romeo?” she asked.
“Yup.” Ben nodded and smiled. “Let’s do it.”
The beginning of the scene played out without much fanfare. The hardest part was for Ben to focus on Jessie’s voice over the sounds of the other cast members acting at their respective stations. Jessie was enthusiastic, but she didn’t have much talent when it came to projecting her voice and making her words travel.
They traded quips and flirtations as Romeo and Juliet. When they reached the part in the script where he was to give her a kiss in the hallway, Ben leaned in and planted a chaste stage kiss on Jessie’s lips. She shivered slightly as his lips touched hers, and a flash of disappointment passed over her face when he pulled back.
“Will you follow me to my room?” she asked, as Juliet.
“I will,” said Ben.
Jessie took his hand and led him over to the bed. She pulled back the sheets and slid into it, her skirt riding up slightly and revealing a flash of panty. Ben realized that she was much more attractive than he’d given her credit for originally. She had curves, but they were in all the right places, and he saw how they could give an exaggerated impression when she wore loose fitting clothing.
He wondered how long she’d play up the next part for before delivering her next line. This was one of the brothel scenes, where Romeo and Juliet played around in bed together. Ben followed her into the bed, and immediately felt her pushing her chest up against his, and her hot breath on his neck.
Jessie leaned forward and kissed him. It was the polar opposite of the kiss he’d given her before, full of tongue, sensual lip movements, and coupled with sex-charged body language. Jessie’s hand ran through Ben’s hair, and he felt himself lose control.
CHAPTER 12
Ben’s cock was rock hard within seconds of the first kiss under the covers. He groped at one of Jessie’s breasts, wondering how far he could push it before she became uncomfortable or Luciana took notice.
Jessie kissed him again, and he felt her hand graze over his hard bulge. Ben started slightly, unsure of whether she’d done it intentionally or not. It happened again, this time with a soft squeeze of her fingers, and he felt hot, evil lust flood into him.
Jessie met his eyes. This was it, thought Ben. She’s going to say her line now.
She didn’t. Instead, she kissed him again, and pushed herself against him with the horny intensity of a woman with serious sexual needs on the cusp of being fulfilled. She kissed Ben again on the neck, and then nuzzled her face against his shirt as she slipped down under the sheets.
Ben blinked, almost as though coming out of a temporary delirium, or freed from the effect of a spell. There were two other groups of cast members acting on stage around him, neither group paying him much attention. Luciana was working directly with the largest group. Nobody was paying him and Jessie any attention at all.
He felt the tension of the waistband of his jeans release as Jessie undid the button, and then blinked in disbelief as she slowly pulled down the zipper. He looked under the covers at her, shaking his head slightly back and forth.
Jessie’s face was flushed. She slipped his pants down far enough to give herself room to work with, and then nuzzled against Ben’s boxer covered bulge. She met his eye almost as though in challenge. Was he going to stop her, to call it off?
Ben didn’t, and in fact, angled his hips to give her better access as Jessie pulled his cock free and began to run her hot fingers over it. The sensation was so far beyond anything he’d experienced in his life before that he had to dig his fingers into the sheets underneath him.
There were people around, not just one or two, but an entire play’s worth of them. The idea that Jessie had the audacity to make an attempt at what she was doing was mind blowing. Ben tried to keep his face a mix of boredom and feigned focus as Jessie began to stroke him off under the sheets.
Luciana took a few steps in their direction. Ben reached under the cover and tapped Jessie fiercely on the head. She took it to mean something completely different than what he’d intended. Ben felt her lips wrap around the head of his cock and almost cried out in surprise.
“Are you and Jessie managing okay?” asked Luciana. She was still far enough away onstage to miss what was happening. Ben nodded a little bit more strongly than he needed to.
“Oh yeah,” he said. “It’s all good. We’re having a blast.”
Luciana quirked the corner of her mouth of up and looked around the bed.
“Where is Jessie, anyway?” she asked.
Jessie brought her lips down even lower on Ben’s cock, as though intentionally trying to make the situation even harder for him. Ben took a slow breath and scratched his head.
“She’s around somewhere,” he said vaguely. Luciana looked ready to object, but another cast member caught her attention before she could.
Ben lifted up the sheet far enough to get a look at Jessie and glared at her. Her green eyes looked amused as she continued to suck. Ben set his hand on the back of her head and slowly pushed down, intent on giving her a bit of her own medicine.
Jessie took as much of him as she could into her mouth, and then slowly let the head of his cock slide into her throat. She looked very pleased, both with herself and with him. And it felt fantastic.
She let out a small choking noise as she pulled back. One of the girls in the group nearest to Ben’s looked over and did a double take.
“Uh…” She took a step toward the bed and Ben hurried to make the sheets look somewhat less suspicious. “Have you just been lying in the bed for the past ten minutes?”
“I’m just waiting,” said Ben. Jessie was bobbing her head up and down again
“Waiting for what?” The girl crossed her arms. She looked as though she wanted to ream Ben out for wasting time, when he should have been rehearsing.
“Melissa! That was your line!” Another girl in her group snapped at her, and suspicious Melissa turned away from Ben.
There was only so much teasing Ben could take. He was thrilled by Jessie’s daring lips and tongue, but he’d never felt hornier in his life. He wanted to strip her skirt off and feel her big, naked breasts against him, to take her body in full. But, barring an opportunity to do that, he just wanted to cum.
Ben took control of the blowjob, putting his hand on the back of Jessie’s head and bouncing her lips and mouth up and down on his cock. She seemed to love it, using her lips and tongue to coordinate with his movements.
He went faster and faster with it, dangerously so. Luciana was on the verge of finishing up with the group she was working with, and then she’d be over to check on them. Ben wondered if she’d care, after what had happened between them during his audition. She was unpredictable and in a position of authority, and he decided he’d rather not have to find out.
Ben pumped his hips up into Jessie’s movements. He had both hands on her head now, pinning her sweet mouth to his cock as though he was afraid of her pulling away. He pumped faster and faster, and saw her green, slutty eyes looking up at him.
It was too much for him. He pumped his cock into Jessie’s mouth one last time, hard and deep enough to feel the back of her throat. His cum spurted out, and Jessie licked and swallowed it down like a kitten cleaning up a milk spill.
“Ben?” asked Luciana. “Where is Jessie?”
Ben opened his mouth to answer, but before he could, a slightly red-faced Jessie popped out from under the sheets next to him.
“We were trying a different approach to the scene,” she said. Luciana’s eyes narrowed.
“You’re the understudy, Jessie,” she said. “Don’t get too comfortable.”
CHAPTER 13
The rehearsal continued without nearly as much excitement after that. Luciana brought the cast together to work on a single scene. Ben tried to find an opportunity to talk with Jessie about what had just happened, but the two of them didn’t get a moment alone.
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