My son...Leif - Sex Stories

My son...Leif

... over mom; I'll do your thighs." I was apprehensive, thinking I might have a wet spot on my PJ's, but unbelievably found that idea that my son might actually see what he had caused thrilling. I rolled over and closed my eyes, completely willing to let him do whatever he wanted to me. My legs were spread about shoulder width, and I awaited his touch with baited breath. Within seconds I felt his hands touch me just above each knee. Leif softly stroked up and down my thighs gently, slowly adding greater pressure over time. Each time he moved higher, in my head I wanted to scream at him to keep going and touch my moist sex. I wondered if he could possibly smell my arousal or if he was able to see any stain on my PJ's. At one point I moaned aloud, and my son asked if he was hurting me. I could barely speak and somehow only got out the word, "No." After working me over for about 20 minutes, I felt his hands move away before he asked, "How was that mom?" I opened my eyes and looked up at him and he looked so proud of himself when I said, "Wonderful." He leaned over quickly and kissed me on the lips, then sprang off the bed headed for the bathroom. Over his shoulder he said, "I'm gonna take a quick shower before bed." I lay on the bed with my body still on fire. I thought about rubbing myself off again but was afraid Leif might pop back in at any second so refrained. A minute of two later I noticed the bathroom door was open a crack, and instantly a devilish idea came into my head. I ...

... quietly slipped out of bed and crept over to the bathroom door. Very slowly peering around the doorframe, I peeked over towards the shower. My son had already gotten in behind the curtain, but I could make out his shadow as he soaped himself up. Even though I really couldn't see much of anything, the thought that I was actually peeping at Leif was intoxicating. I slipped my right hand under the elastic seam of my pajama bottoms and began teasing my pussy. Part of me felt terrible that I was invading my son's privacy, but I just couldn't help myself. I rarely ever masturbated, yet there I was doing it for the second time in the same evening, and to thoughts of my own son no less. I was close to cumming once again when I heard the water shut off. If I was thinking clearly, I probably would have run away, but I just had to see what his naked body looked like. I moved my head as far to the side as I could while still being able to see into the room as I saw the curtain open and the amazing vision of my son step out to grab a towel. He was simply a thing of beauty. He was in wonderful shape, and his skin was almost flawless. My eyes were drawn to his midsection though as I drooled over his penis. He was not hard, but still his cock looked to be about four inches long, making me wonder how large he was when hard. My fingers moved like lightning as I got myself off once again, this time soaking in the sight of Leif in his birthday suit. I basically waddled back to bed on weak legs ...