The Love Shared - Sex Stories

The Love Shared

... school, and now it seemed she was joining them. I opened my bedroom door and went into the bathroom to splash some water onto my face when my mother came out of her bedroom wearing her pink silk night gown. ''Sweetie, you okay?'' she asked me, I must've looked as dejected and down as I felt. ''I think so, a girls I like has changed the one thing about her that made her unique from the others. And I don't know if I like her any more.'' I told her honestly. ''Aw sweets, there's more than one girl out there that's unique.'' she said. ''Well,'' I huffed, ''She's the only one I've seen that has held my attention.'' I said. I wasn't a bad looking kid by some of the standards, I was unique in my own right. I didn't follow the latest trends and I didn't watch the same TV shows as everyone else. It wasn't through choice or anything like that, I was into my own things. I wasn't a hugely popular kid, but at the same time I wasn't a complete nobody. I was a middle guy, me and my group of mates were essentially nobodies that everyone knew. While others played football, we'd play cards. It was more entertaining, at least to us. My mother took a step forward and held out her arms for a hug, I figured why not, and responded by wrapping my arms around her waist. My head was brought into her chest and her robe opened a little, another inch or so and I'd be eye-to-eye with nipple. My mothers nipple. I did what I could to avert my gaze, but my eyes kept coming back to the same spot. The smooth ...

... spot of skin that surrounded her areola, it was reflecting the light and I felt as though I needed to either pee or stroke one out. I pulled my head away and looked up into her wide brown eyes, she leaned her head forward a little and planted a kiss on my forehead. ''I'm not that old Mom,'' I said as I reached my head up and pecked her on the lips. She jerked her head back a little, ''My little man, growing up fast,'' she said. I smiled up at her, ''But not too fast.'' I promised. I pulled away from her and saw her robe open a little more, and I quickly realised that I should stop trying to get a peek of nipple but to grab a peek of her landing strip. But before I could she pulled her robe shut and went into the bathroom, closing the door behind her. Damn, what the fuck was I thinking? I turned to go back into my room and saw Bobbie stood right in front of me. She had her pyjamas on and seemed annoyed at the very sight of me, ''You kissed Mommy’s mouth.'' she said. ''Yeah, so?'' I asked as I went back into my bedroom, ''That's what a good child does, love his Mommy.' I told her, her stern expression didn't change as I closed the door. I sat back down in my usual chair, and peered through the lens once again. She was dashing back an fourth in her room with a towel wrapped around her, she stopped for a moment as her bedroom door opened and her Dad appeared. They talked for a moment until she walked out of view, I then saw him walk up to her bed and pick something up. I adjusted ...