Mothers Plan Didn`t Work part 1 - Sex Stories

Mothers Plan Didn`t Work part 1

... kissing her on the nape of her neck. My lips lingered on her smooth skin while I inhaled deeply, drinking in her clean scent. She didn’t object and didn’t reprimand me for overtly staring at her tits, before moving to the living room. After an hour watching TV, we retired to our bedrooms where I frantically beat my prick to a pulp as I did every night after being with Mom.

The next weekend we continued our routine of going out together, ending the day by relaxing in our robes. Mom didn’t further advance our discreet flirting, seemingly content to continue our mutual massaging and the romantic snuggling on the couch afterward. Saturday evening arrived, and while Mom video chatted with my aunt, I massaged her, and as usual, tried to sneak a glimpse of her front. Her light blue bra was by far my favorite and after leering for longer than usual, I looked up at the mirror and saw Mom staring at me, still talking to Kathy. She didn’t react, lowering her eyes to the monitor. A wide smile appeared as she continued her conversation with Aunt Kathy. She either approved of my leering or she didn’t want to embarrass me — I hoped for the former. Sunday wouldn’t proceed fast enough for me, anxious for our office time. I showered earlier than normal and immediately worked on the office computer. After finishing, I blankly stared at the monitor waiting for Mom’s arrival. When she appeared, I acted as if I was studying. After a few minutes, Mom shifted the fabric aside and massaged my ...

... bare shoulders and neck with her hot, petite hands. Fortunately, she couldn’t observe the sudden jerk of my prick in response to her sensuous stroking. Her hands felt so comforting, I fell into a trance, unable to comprehend anything displayed on the monitor. After she finished and I moved out of the chair, she sat down immediately and called her sister. After they conversed for a bit, I decided to replicate her actions. I pushed the soft material to the side and kneaded her bare shoulders. She didn’t jump this time, continuing to talk and laugh with her sister. At one point in the conversation, Aunt Kathy stated, “Bev, I sense something has improved in your life. You seem much happier than normal for the last few times we’ve talked. Tell me some lucky guy has become your boyfriend.” Mom replied, “No, nothing like that. I’m just in a good place with my life and have really been enjoying the weekends with my son.” My aunt didn’t pursue the conversation, changing topics. While I caressed Mom’s smooth skin, I coyly shifted the material outward, so her robe would part. I wondered about the color of her bra, hoping it would be the blue one. As I continued to caress her shoulders, she laughed over a story her sister related to her. She leaned closer to the monitor, resulting in her robe opening without my help. I leaned over and was shocked, yet excited to see she was braless. The material pulled out far enough, where I could see the insides of her meaty globes, her nipples barely ...