Mom's Special Christmas Present - Sex Stories

Mom's Special Christmas Present

... nose, full lips and deep blue eyes had made more than one schoolgirl dampen her panties when she saw him in class. Jake knew the opposite sex found him attractive, but he never flaunted his good looks—he just carried himself with a quiet confidence that people found charismatic. He never acted condescending to his male friends, and was always considerate and polite to everyone. He was the kind of person that guys wanted to be like, and girls wanted to be with. It wasn’t just girls that were drawn to Jake—older women especially seemed enamored with the young man. He’d bedded more than his share of MILFs in the last little while, including a number of mothers of both male and female friends from school. It seemed as if once word got out about the size of his prodigious cock, he had no end of requests from neighborhood women to come over and help them with little chores they were having difficulty with—a number of them good friends of his mother. It wasn’t just those desperate housewives either, there were a few of his teachers thrown in there as well, even the 48-year old principal of his school, Mrs. Knight. But there was one older woman who he’d always wanted to bed—the woman standing next to him right now. “Oh Jake,” Tanya said as she reached out and tenderly touched her son’s arm. “Everything looks, and smells, absolutely incredible. Really, you didn’t have to go to all this trouble for me.” “I wanted to, Mom, especially after what happened last week. I want to make you ...

... happy, and you know I’d do anything for you.” Both of them thought back to the incident Jake had been referring to. At the end of the previous week, his father had wanted to take them out to dinner someplace nice, since he was going to be away at Christmas. They’d gotten dressed up and Jake hadn’t been able to take his eyes off his mother the whole night. Like himself, she was quite tall, about 5’-9”, and she looked even taller in the 4” black spike-heeled pumps she’d chosen to wear that night. She’d worn a form-fitting black dress that hugged her mature body deliciously, the deeply scooped neck displaying an enticing amount of cleavage. And Jake knew from the numerous times he’d spent raiding her laundry basket and underwear drawer that those tremendous globes filling that dress so provocatively were 36Es, and all natural. Looking past her ample bosom, the dress followed the alluring contours of her mature hourglass figure, accentuating her narrow waist and then flowing out over her wide motherly hips. The dress came to mid-thigh, and her long, toned legs were luxuriously encased in sheer black stockings, her high heels making her shapely legs look incredibly sexy. Her frosty blonde hair rested charmingly on her shoulders, sensually framing her pretty face. She had the same deep blue eyes as her son, and her slim nose drew your eyes naturally to her full lips, accented attractively that night with a glossy covering of bright red lipstick. When she’d come down the stairs and ...