The Nest - Sex Stories

The Nest

... her feet slipped to the floor. "And so does that thing." She said, eyeballing the tent in his shorts. "The way it's pushing your shorts way out like that. That's amazing!" She said, her face a little flushed. "Well, what's amazing about it, mom. Isn't that what they're suppose to do?" Devon blushed. "There's lots of things they're suppose to do...but I assume all those young California girls taught you all about that." Lacey said with a smile. "Some, I guess, but I'm sure I have a lot more to learn." Devon said. "So you feel like you don't know enough?" Lacey asked with concern. "Well, yeah, I guess that's it." He muttered. "Sit down here with me and let's get cozy and talk while we watch the rain." Lacey said, nudging her son down onto the large window seat. Devon leaned back against the cushions and Lacey knelt in front of him and lifted his shirt. "Take this off. I want us to get comfortable." Lacey said, lifting his shirt up and off. Without hesitation she unbuttoned his shorts and zipped them down. "Let's get these off too." She said. "Maybe I shouldn't mom...I..." Devon started. "Shush, lift up. Your erection can't be too comfortable pushing up against your shorts like that. Let's give him some room to move around a little." She said. Devon lifted his ass and she shucked his trunks. His tent pole teetered back and forth for a second under his boxers, then popped out the fly hole. Lacey giggled, looking down at it. "Oops, I think he wants to do more than move around a ...

... little." She teased. She pulled the fly hole up, stretching the fabric and dr****g it over the big bell-shaped helmet. "There we go, much better." She said. Sitting at his side Lacey threw her legs over her sons lap so that she faced the window and nuzzled in close to him. This put her face slightly above his, so she was able to look down into his eyes. Devon took a second to appreciate the close proximity of her breasts and how soft they felt resting against the side of his bare chest. "Mmm, I like this." She said. "Me too." He muttered, peering down at the deep canyon of cleavage pushing up against his moms top. "So how did you like your reward earlier?" Lacey asked. "I liked it...a lot." Devon smiled. "I figured you would. I've known about your fascination with my panties for a long time." She said. "You never got mad?" Devon asked. "No. There's nothing wrong with a boy sniffing his mom's panties. It's perfectly natural to be curious." She said. "Can I ask you something though?" Lacey said. "Sure." Devon said. "Do you pull on your peter while you sniff them?" She asked. "Yeah." He muttered. "And I would imagine you like to suck on the crotch too, right....so you can taste the juices that I've left there throughout the day?" She asked. It wasn't easy, but Devon looked up into his moms eyes as she stared down at him. "Uh-huh. Is that bad?" He said. Lacey brushed his hair back with her long nails. "Did it make you feel good?" She asked. "Of course." He answered. "Then how could ...