Offering Myself To My Sons - Sex Stories

Offering Myself To My Sons

... head. “Thank you” I said and sat down “Is it just your neck mom?” “Neck and shoulders, I think” I felt the cold blob of cream on my neck and his gentle fingers rubbing it in “Arr that’s nice” I said “Slide the straps down my arms if they in the way” It’s not a simple task of sliding them away but more of lifting them out from the groove they have made first. I heard him breath in long and slow when he was trying to move the straps without much success. “Try that,” I said as I cupped each breast and lifted them up for him “That’s better,” he said He didn’t have to tell me that when I knew they had moved but I suppose he is a little nervous. As I let go of my breasts they pulled the straps further down my arms with the weight of them. Ten minutes later and he is done “Thank you Kevin, I’m off to bed now” I stood up with bra straps still down my arms and my tits pulling and drooping downwards and went for our customary kiss and hug. His eyes were fixed to my breasts and I held him tighter and longer than usually, our kiss on the lips was longer as well. “Goodnight Kevin” I say I give him time to settle in to his bed before going along the landing and to his door. There was very little flicking of videos tonight and his cock looked big and splendid as he pulled off to his favourite video of a fat woman in stockings. Kevin rubbed my back for the next 4 days following the same pattern with him helping to remove my jumper first, then I would lift my tits while he slipped my straps ...

... down, followed by longer hugs and kiss each night. The fifth night I decided to take a shower and put on a dress before he got home and as bedtime approached, Kevin asked “Do you want you neck rubbing tonight” “I could do with a rub but it’s a lot of hassle with this dress” “Can we not just zip it down a little?” he asked “No, the zip is stuck on it, doesn’t matter tonight” I said “If you are sure mom” “It has been bad today” I said, “I could take my dress off completely but I would just be in my underwear” “That doesn’t bother me mom, I see it in the kitchen drying anyway” “Just if you are sure and don’t mind” I said “It’ll be fine mom” Kevin said I started to pull the hem of my dress up and saw that his eyes were fixed to my legs. I knew the tops of my tan stocking would be on show now, all misshaped with the pull of my suspenders and the fat chubby legs held within and spilling over the tops of them. I took a deep breath and kept pulling the dress up and now Kevin would be looking at my big white knickers pulled taught over my open girdle. Then I felt a pull of my dress up and over my head as Kevin helped, I stood in front of my son just in my underwear with him getting a good eyeful of me. What a sight I must look, big fat pale chubby legs spilling from my tan stocking tops and a big round tummy wanting to hang downwards but thankfully held within my girdle. Kevin fetched a seat and I at down. Ten minutes soon passed and as I went for our hug and kiss, he cuddled me in ...