The Nest - Sex Stories

The Nest

... Devon held the chair and gazed up at his moms body like a k** in a candy store. His eyes traveled up the backs of her smooth shapely legs and stared in awe at her big meaty buttocks, which was oozing out from underneath the shorts. As she spread her legs slightly Devon could see cleft of her vulva and the thick swell of her outer lips as the fabric stretched tightly around it He simply couldn't believe his eyes. "I can't believe how dirty these cupboards are." She said, ripping more paper towels from the roll. Lacey heard her son let out a sigh. "You're awfully quiet down there." She said. "Oh, yeah...sorry." Devon muttered, his face slightly blushing. Lacey climbed down off the chair and stepped up to him. "You seem uncomfortable...I should probably put something else on." She said. "No...it's...it's ok. I'm not uncomfortable at all." He said. Lacey took his hand. "Are you sure?" She said. "Of course...I like it." He said. "Yeah, well...that's kinda obvious." She said, peering down at the bulge in his shorts with a naughty smile. All Devon could do was giggle bashfully. "See, that's what I mean...I like this." Lacey said, wrapping her arms around his neck. "I like that we're here alone for a couple days...just me and you, in this big house...way out in the country. It's like our own little nest. I can run around half-naked and you can run around with big boners sticking out under your shorts...and we're both okay with that. At least I know I am." She said. "I am too." ...

... Devon smiled. "That makes me happy. In a couple days your father and s****r will be here and life's gonna get busy again....but until then, I say no schedule, no rules...just me and you." She said with a smile. "Sounds good to me." Devon said. With his hand in hers Lacey pulled him out of the kitchen. "Come on, I wanna show you something." She said excitedly. "What is it?" He asked. "You'll see. It's the one room I didn't show you." She said playfully as she led him upstairs. The way his mom was dressed Devon felt like a young groom being led upstairs to deflower his bride. Lacey was a voluptuous beauty and Devon marveled at her trembling curves. She led him into a small empty room, turned on the light and closed the door. "I want you to take a gander at what this room's going to be." She said. "Your sewing room?" He asked. "Nope." She said. "I don't know....give me a hint." He said. Lacey stepped over to one corner of the room and as Devon watched her he was once again struck with the fact that save for a two pieces of form-fitting fabric, his mom was pretty much naked...and perfectly comfortable with that. "Over here will be a rocker." She said, then strolled along the wall. "And over here will be a crib." She said. "A crib? Mom, are you...?" Devon started. "Pregnant? No...not yet..." She said, letting the word "yet" linger in the air. "You're father and I decided that after we get all settled, we'd start to try to have another baby." She smiled. "Wow." Devon said. "Isn't that ...