The Nest - Sex Stories

The Nest

... ok." She said with a cute smile. Devon watched his mom stroll away towards the stairs, her buttocks swaying seductively. After grabbing the bags from the minivan Devon raced upstairs to the master bedroom. He could hear the shower running, but to his disappointment, the bathroom door was closed. "I brought your bag up mom." He said loud enough that she could hear. "Thank you honey, I left the reward I promised there on the door handle." Lacey said from the shower. On the bathroom door handle hung a pair of thin pale-pink mesh bikini panties. Devon's body went numb as he stared at them hanging there by their tiny waistband. "Why don't you take them down to your room for a little personal time, sweetie." Lacey said. Devon didn't have to be asked twice. He grabbed the panties and rushed down to his empty room. He lifted the crotch to his nose and inhaled. The deep musky aroma of fresh pussy was absolutely intoxicating. He'd often stole them from his moms hamper and obviously she was aware, but the smell was never this ripe. Devon unzipped his pants and fished his cock out. It was already brick-hard and stretched way out from his body, making a nine and three-quarter inch arc upward. He licked two of his fingers, lathering them with his saliva, then began to twist his slippery fist around the top three inches of his dick. It wasn't long before he drifted into a land of euphoria, where nothing existed but the feel of silky fabric on his face, the pungent aroma of his mother's ...

... femininity and the incredible stroking sensation around his glans. His moms sexy voice entered his fantasy land as he remembered her teasing from earlier. "Are my boobs staring at your eyes again?" "Know wonder you're momma's big soft butt feels so good against it." Through the euphoric fog Devon saw his mom's strong, tan, naked legs tightening around his waist...the chair CREAKING! "I'll have a little reward waiting for you." It was all he could take. Devon leaned back against the wall and with a primitive grunt, bucked his hips and sent big ropes of semen sailing across the room. After a short rest and cleaning up the mess of splattered cum on the floor of his room Devon went downstairs. "Mom?" He called. "I'm in the kitchen, sweetie." She answered. Devon went into the kitchen and stopped dead in his tracks. Lucy was standing on the creaky chair scrubbing the cupboards out. She was wearing a skin tight cotton tank top and matching boy shorts. Lacey turned when she saw Devon gawking from the doorway. Her big pear-shaped breasts rocked from side to side. The protruding lumps of her nipples were clearly visible. "Oh, there you are. I hope you don't mind me wearing this, sweetie. I just wanted to be comfortable while I clean...and I figured you're old enough now to handle it...right?" She asked. "Sure." Devon muttered, his heart racing. "Good. Would you be an angel and hold this chair for me. I'm so afraid that it's gonna break out from underneath me." She said. "O-ok." He said. ...