Valentine's Candy: Open Wide pt 2 - Sex Stories

Valentine's Candy: Open Wide pt 2

... were led together. She lifted her newly freed hand to place it lightly behind his neck. The Latina maintained a light pressure on his back. Her other hand found his and led it up around his mother's back. "That's it. Dance with your mother tonight. A woman needs to be held sometimes. Just held and rocked slowly." Her heels were loud as she left them swaying together, mother and son. "I'm going to get me a drink." They danced slowly, though the music encouraged double time. If no one was looking, and he was dancing with Candy, he would want to be a little closer than this. But this was closer to his mom than he ever would have considered, privacy or not. Maybe it was the pot, but he was seeing more than motherly love in her eyes. "What are you thinking sweetheart?" Her fingers stroked his nape. "You're beautiful, Mom. I like this dress better than the other one." Her smile was delighted. "You called me hot tonight. Did you mean it? Is your mom really hot?" He couldn't control his quick glance down toward her cleavage, now too close to see her nipples. "Yeah, Mom, really hot. Especially in this dress." Bouncing up on her toes the slight bit she could in her already high heels, she wrapped both arms around his neck, pressing her face to the side of his head. In the shoes, she as nearly his height. Valentine found his mouth, nose, and eyes immersed in her fine long hair. "My little Valentine is a man now. A big strong man." She leaned against him. He felt the slight ...

... compression of a breast against him, but the slight angle at which they'd been dancing pressed her against his hip, preventing his mother from pushing directly into her son's prominent package. The position did cause his hand and arm to shift when she launched her arms around his neck. One hand ended lightly cupping one round cheek. He was surprised at how well the the firm globe fit his hand. Val froze with his hand there. He thought if he did nothing it might seem accidental. Pulling his hand away was recognition that he had been touching her like that. He inhaled a blend of aromas through her hair. Musky, spicy, sweet. He sniffed again. "Mom, have you been drinking?" She giggled by his ear, sending a vibration through him. "Duh." The click of heels returned. "Did someone say drinking?" Marguerite had an ice filled dark drink in each hand. "Coke for the nice young man being kind to his mother. Rum and Coke for me." She held out a glass to him. Melanie turned toward her friend, still holding her son close. "More rum? I thought you said you'd had enough." "I did, didn't I?" Successful in throwing the shorter woman off, Mel snuggled her face close to her son again. The offered glass pulled back and the other replaced it. "Coke for me, Rum and Coke for the handsome young stud taking pity on his mom." "Hey!" Came a muffled voice by his ear. He pulled the objector close to his hip with one arm and accepted the spiked drink with the other. His mom didn't let him drink alcohol often. He ...