Mom doiing anything for kids has a new meaning.
Introduction:
I love being a mom and I would do anything for my kids. Luckily my husband has a good job, it means I can stay home and take care of my kids, but it keeps him at work long hours and weekends too. I have three children and would have had more if my husband was home long enough to make that happen. Brian my fifteen year old son is the joy of my world.
Then one day, in a simple moment things started to change. I was home alone and decided a swim in the pool would be perfect. I didn’t expect anyone home until much later so why wet a bathing suit. I was floating in the pool enjoying a nice homemade lemonade thinking life is so good. Then something seemed to be off. I thought I saw someone peeking at me. I popped off my float and looked around but couldn’t see anyone. Disturbed from my peace I thought I better shower and begin planning for dinner. The pool water was warm as it usually is in the summer in Florida and so a cool shower felt perfect. But, for some reason it had me aching for some extra soaping on my boobs, I love it when they are touched. Getting out of the shower I again saw a shadow, this time in the mirror. When I finally focused I could tell it was Brian. I just stood there surprised. I felt silly leaving the door wide open and now the poor boy would be scared for life. But then I noticed the bulge in his trousers and my mood changed. Did he like what he saw in some way? He hadn’t noticed that I saw him in the mirror and he kept staring. So I went about drying off without letting on I knew he was there. Why make him feel bad, after all it was I who left everything open.
I slowly dried my legs thinking he must be getting an eye full as I bent in front of him. The thought of him seeing my ass and all got me really excited. I wondered what he must be thinking. Now when I said I would do anything for my children this was not something that I had in mind but all of a sudden it was on my mind in a big way. Judging from the bulge he was man enough. With my mind racing of thoughts of being my son’s sex object I slowly went about drying and applying lotion to my entire body, making sure he had a view of everything. As I turned to head toward him in the bedroom where I had my clothes I saw he was gone. Honestly, I was a little disappointed. I thought I could just walk in and present myself to his hard cock.
I began to get dressed noticing my panties I had taken off before swimming were missing. I put on clean clothes and thought I should drop by his room and see him to be sure he was ok. As I approached I heard him moaning and immediately knew what he must be doing. I felt a certain womanly pride. I slowly approached his door, cracked open slightly, and this time I peeked on him. I wish I could say my motherly instinct kicked in and seeing him jerking off with my soiled panties wrapped around his cock had me jump into parental action, but actually the opposite happened. I stood there mesmerized by how hard and big he was and how much he seemed to enjoy my panties. In almost an instant he was rewrapping his cock so that my panty crotch was over the slit and jet after jet of sperm pressed into my panties like a condom. I couldn’t believe how many times his cock jerked and squirted. He stopped holding it and just let it squirt on its own and even with the panties over the head I could still see his head swell up before squirting. I didn’t realized I had put my own hand inside my pants and was rubbing my thick pussy lips. His cumming surprised me into squeaking out a sound. Before he could look in my direction I disappeared back to the kitchen and pretended to be working on dinner.
I tried to distract myself from what I had just witnessed by peeling onions and cutting carrots for a stew but it was not working. At that moment Brian ran past and said, “hey mom, I am meeting Joey. I will be back soon.”
Now knowing I was alone I just had to get in my bed and make myself cum. I went to my room, this time I was sure to close and lock the door. I dropped my pants and panties when I noticed my old panties were back on top of the hamper. I couldn’t believe it, he just came in them and put them back. I picked them up still warm with his cum. I was acting out of a horny automatic trance. I brought the panties to my nose and inhaled his scent. It really turned me on. I stuck out my tongue and tasted his cream in the crotch and felt a shiver run through me as I did. Not really knowing why I stepped one leg in and then the other and pulled the panties up and tight, pressing the crotch into my already wet pussy lips. I thought wow look at the camel toe image, I never had one before but I thought Brian would be so proud. I laid in bed in just the panties and pressed between my lips, beginning a circular motion, the warm cream spreading up inside me. I thought for an instant his seed could impregnate me this way but forgot that thought when the pleasure began to build. I was ready for a cum, between the skinny dipping, the soapy boob play in the shower, Brian watching me naked and seeing him cum in my panties I knew I was going to be fast and big. And was it ever. I hardly ever make noise masturbating but I was screaming like a slut with a dick in every hole (and I still can’t believe that was an image in my head.)
I was sure I added lots more cum to the soaked panties and I just had to lay there regaining my breath. It was incredible to have our combined cream stuck to my pussy. I didn’t want to take them off. So I didn’t. I decided it would be better not to have on pants and pulled out a sundress. I hated putting on a bra but in this dress I would have looked like a horny slut for sure without one. When I could finally stand I went back to the kitchen and continued cooking.
It wasn’t long before Brian returned from his visit with Joey his friend. As I saw him it suddenly occurred to me that if he got a glance at my panties he would know that I knew. And for some reason I really felt like I wanted him to see them and know what he did it is ok. In fact more than ok, I really liked it.
He was chatting like himself, telling me what he had done during the day and I just tried to stay busy cooking. He was sitting in a chair at the table behind me and I was standing in front of the sink. I dropped the sponge on the floor and without thinking bent to pick it up. My dress must have raised higher than I planned because as I was bent he stopped talking. I felt the hardening cum stretch across my pussy lips and now asshole and could only imagine what I must look like from behind. When he didn’t say anything more I stood and turned to see him and was surprised again by the bulge in his pants. He had a knowing look in his eyes and I am sure he caught me staring. I was sure what I had done since he left was well known to his hormonal mind. But almost as if teasing me, he stood and said “well mom you better get back to what you were doing, I don’t want to be a distraction.” and he went off to his room. Somehow him telling me what to do felt exciting.
I felt so convicted of being a slut. What was I thinking? He is a total distraction. I was acting like a horny little teen who wanted to be naked with him and it was all I could think about. Except, I wondered where was my guilt, it all felt too good and too normal, mother – son.
I needed to know what he was doing and snuck off to his room. Peeking through the crack for the second time today there he was again, hard, pointing straight in the air his hand rubbing up and down. He had to be twice as long as his father and it looked like a piece of steal bouncing on his body. It took all my strength to not run in and jump on him, which somehow I felt he wanted me to do. This time when he squirted his sperm I saw the whole thing. It jumped high off his body shooting over his head on the pillow. His cock head swelling up with each squirt. I counted as he shot and there was twelve squirts of sperm. His new cum brought alive the cum in my panties and they were now soaked all over again. At that moment someone let the family dog inside and he went sniffing between my legs. I forgot about my smell and figured I better clean up. Everyone was coming home and I would have to try and act like a mother again. I was afraid it was going to be a long difficult evening in our family home.
The evening seemed a little charged for me. With the family around the dinner table Brian seemed his regular self. But every now and then he would give me a knowing look. I was still flying from what I had seen and done and running through a plan in my mind on how to show myself to him again.
After dinner everyone went their separate way, my husband had to go back to the office. When I was sure the girls had gone to bed I went in for another much needed shower. This time I left the door open on purpose. As before I left my dress, panties and bra on top of the hamper in my room and stepped in the master bath. As I turned on the shower I saw his shadow and knew he would be watching. I took my time behind the shower curtain trying to put on as much of a shadow show as possible, soaping and washing all those private areas much longer than I needed. I think I saw him step right into the bathroom but when I shut off the water and pulled back the curtain the room was empty.
Again, I dried slowly and applied lotion seeing him behind me in my small make up mirror. He again had my panties in his hand and kept bringing them to his nose. Although they were new panties they still had both of our scents from the afternoon. Seeing him turned on with our combined flavors was extremely exciting for me. To have one of my most favorite people in the world excited by me was making me want to jump him. But I also didn’t want to scare him off. I continued to act like I did not know he was there but was slowly seducing him by touching myself and moaning, not overtly masturbating but certainly making myself wet. He stayed the entire time I dried and applied body lotion. When I turned to enter my room he was gone, along with my panties. I quickly threw on a night shirt and headed to peek at him. I was glad to see he was using my panties to rub himself. Like me he left the door open more than a crack and I was able to stand across the hall and watch. I was so turned on and apparently so was he because soon after I arrived he was cuming in my panties for the second time today.
I went back to my room and then walked out to the kitchen as if I needed something, letting him see me. When I returned the soaked panties were back on top of the hamper. There was no doubt what I was going to do with them. I laid in bed pressing his cum up into my pussy wondering what it would be like to have his child. I fell asleep with my hand pressing into my thick pussy lips and my mind on seeing Brian.
Later when my husband came to bed I was startled. For some reason he was horny, something that never happens. I grabbed him and took him in my mouth while trying to work the panties off. Lucky he is not a dynamo in bed and I was able bring him to the edge and let him squirt his cum on my face. I went to clean up in the bathroom and I saw my son step away from the door and back to his room. He must have saw everything and I hoped he would want me to take him in my mouth.
In the morning the girls were up early and watching TV. I was still so horny and I had to do something about it. I slipped off my nightshirt and panties and laid under the covers rubbing my swollen clit. As I lay there Brian came in and laid next to me on the bed. I was sure he knew what I was doing but I froze. He talked about plans for the day. Since it was summer his sisters were off to camp and I was planning another pool day. He was a counselor at a computer camp but was saying he didn’t feel like going today, and ask what I thought about him staying home? I had a feeling there was more too it and said yes excitedly. He leaned in and kissed me saying thanks mom and put his hands on my boobs. Two first in our life together. He ran out of the room saying it was going to be a great day.
After he left I couldn’t finish so I went to get the girls moving, feed them and drive them to camp. When I got back I found another pair of my panties soaked with cum sitting on the hamper. I touched and tasted them and knew he had just finished. He wanted them fresh for my return. It was like he was leaving me little panty cum notes. I put them on pushing them up inside me this time planning to make sure he could see them up close and personal. I threw on a pool cover up, and no bra, I wanted to look like his cum slut now.
I went to his room and asked if he wanted breakfast and he jumped up and followed me to the kitchen. I put on some coffee and got him a glass of orange juice. Where ever I went his eyes followed. As much as I could I would bend and flash making sure he knew I had those panties he left for me. My boobs were banging around inside my cover up like a couple of runaway kittens. And I was beginning to realize the cover up didn’t really cover everything up.
I broke an egg on the frying pan and went to the put the shell in the garbage disposal, as I did he came up behind me and reached around to hug me. But instead of a hug his hands went on my boobs. He searched them and felt the hard nipples, roughly squeezing them in his fingers. I let out a screech of excitement. It must have scared because he stopped and reflexively I said “more please” and thankfully he did it more.
I suddenly realized his bare hard cock was bouncing around on my ass rubbing up against those panties. I pushed back against him cursing that I had those panties on now, tying desperately to push them down. But they we stuck to me. I pulled them down in the back and felt his hard cock rub up the crack of my ass. Then it happened, he began squirting stream after stream of cum up the crack and halfway up my back. I moved my hand to my pussy and felt my vagina flood those panties more.
Everything happened so fast the egg wasn’t even finished cooking. I turned off the range and dropped to my knees grabbing his cock before he would run away. I took it in my hand and felt it for the first time. It was as hard as it looked, still, and the head was still swollen. I leaned in and licked it like a tootsie and held unto his balls. I turned on my hands and knees and looked behind at him and said please.
He dropped to his knees, pulled those cum soaked panties off and slid all the way, in one very deep stroke. I never felt anything so big inside me as him. He pumped in and out like he had been fucking for one hundred years and each stroke drove me more and more insane. He kept going and going and I was one big nerve exploding a thousand times. I was screaming his name, begging him to fuck me harder and more and telling him how much I loved him. I don’t know how he learned it but he started slapping my ass as he fucked me and I loved it. I dropped my face to the floor and was a mess, drooling and moaning and begging.
Brian fucked me good that morning, he also discovered that he was in charge. .
