Making Out With Mom - Sex Stories

Making Out With Mom

... uniformly browned like the rest of her. "Thanks, Sweetie. I try to stay in shape." "It's working, Mom. You're hot! Can I ask you a question? How do you get an all-over tan? Do you use a tanning bed?" I was hoping to keep the conversation going as long as possible, afraid that I'd never get another chance to see my beautiful mother's naked body. "No," she said. "Sometimes when you're at school, I lie out in the backyard and get some sun." I drooled at the thought of my sexy mom lying naked by the pool. "Really?" I said. "What about the neighbors?" "They can't see anything over the fence, Sweetie. You should try it sometime. It's good for the soul." "Maybe I will, Mom." Although she was talking to me, she was staring at my dick. I looked down. I was so excited that my erection was actually pointing up at a 45 degree angle, rather than just jutting straight out in front of me. Every time my heart beat, my dick would bounce up and down a little. It felt harder than it had ever been before. As we watched, a little drop of pre-cum oozed from the tip and slowly dripped towards the floor, trailing a long thin line behind. When I looked back up at my mom, she was licking her lips involuntarily. "Can I ask you another question, Mom? I see that you don't have any hair... down there. Do you shave it?" She tore her gaze from my hard-on and looked up at me. "Oh, no, Sweetie. A friend of mine at work waxes me, and I wax her." "Why do you do it?" I said. "Oh, well, it just makes me feel ...

... really clean and sexy. And it makes... umm, well, some things, umm, more fun to do." As she said this, her hand moved down and unconsciously rubbed her mons. I thought I would cum right then, and a little gasp escaped my lips. She realized what she was doing, quickly removed her hand, and blushed again. The smell of her sex was stronger in the air now. "I get it, Mom." I looked down at my own hairy balls and dick. "Maybe I should get waxed, too. Could you or your friend do that for me?" Not that I wanted to get my ball hair pulled out, but I was excited by the thought of my mom actually touching me down there. "Well... I'll think about it. For now, you'd better hit the shower, Sweetie." "OK, Mom," I said. I stepped over to her and hugged her. I'm just a little taller than she is, and when we came together my erection pressed up against her bare vulva. I felt my pre-cum against her skin. She gave a little shiver, then hugged me back. When her hand moved to pat my ass, I moved my own hand down and rubbed her ass, too. She shivered again, then gently pushed me away. I grabbed the coffee cup and walked toward the bathroom, my hard-on leading the way. *** The rest of that week, Mom was naked when she came in with my coffee, and I was naked when I rolled out of bed. Rather than getting comfortable with the situation, I was more excited every day, waking up early and anticipating her arrival. I always had a rock-hard erection when I got up, and Mom always looked (and smelled) aroused as ...