MOM AND ME - Sex Stories

MOM AND ME

... using that white plastic vibrator in her vagina, and I got hard enough to masturbate. A few nights later, after dinner I found Mom by the fireplace, building up the wood fire, since it had been very cold out. She had combed out her hair, and put on a rather revealing silk blouse and a casual, wrap-around skirt. She had an expert touch of just the right amount of makeup on. The room smelled of a sexier-than-normal perfume of hers, and I caught a white flash of thigh as she sat down on the sofa. &#034Come sit on the couch and have some brandy,' she said, patting the cushions next to her. &#034What's the occasion?&#034 I asked, accepting a glass of the red-brown liquid. &#034Oh, ...you know,&#034 she began, crossing her legs, sipping the liquor. &#034I just thought maybe it was time for a little change.&#034 We talked for awhile about her real estate job, and my office job, and other small talk, but I could tell she had a more important subject on her mind. &#034How come you're so dressed up?&#034 I asked. &#034You like it?&#034 &#034Well, yeah.&#034 I smiled. &#034Is this just for me?&#034 &#034Why not?&#034 she asked. &#034Don't you think I should look nice for you once in awhile?&#034 &#034You always look nice to me, Mom.&#034 I said with some mock gallantry. She smiled a sad little smile, and it looked as if she made up her mind about something as she sat down her glass and slid over next to me. She dimmed the lamp until the fireplace made the room a rosy orange color. ...

... &#034Did you think about it?&#034 she almost whispered the words. I immediately knew what she was talking about and nodded dumbly as she pulled my arm around her shoulders and nestled next to me, looking up into my eyes with a kind of frightening intensity. &#034I ...I even jacked off thinking about you and that vibrator.&#034 &#034Gee, ... how romantic!&#034 she grinned, with a cynical f****y look we'd used since I was little. She pulled my arm closer around her and looked up at me again. &#034Don't you think we should try it? I mean, ... just to see? Nothing heavy or anything.&#034 Without waiting she tilted her face up to me and kissed me warmly, sliding her tongue gently across my lips. I could taste the brandy and her lipstick. It wasn't much of a thrill, to be honest, and I kind of pulled away in disappointment. &#034Well, .... that was underwhelming,&#034 I said, watching her nod in understanding. We kind of slid apart a little. &#034Yeah, I agree,&#034 she said, ruefully, but her hands were undoing the top button on her blouse. &#034but maybe you're just not in the right mood yet. Why don't you start with these?&#034 Quickly, my mother unfastened the buttons and opened her blouse. I was surprised! Underneath she wasn't wearing a bra at all. Her big breast fell into view. As the blouse came open wide, both of them spilled out. It was quiet in the room all of a sudden. It seemed as if my heart was pounding hard enough to drown out the sound of the crackling fire. My mother's ...