Mom's New Outfit - Sex Stories

Mom's New Outfit

... sitting on my bed. In my haste to make Julia dinner, I forgot to put away my new outfits.

"Ooh, what is this? Did you go shopping for some new toys earlier today?" Julia said, teasing me.

I tried reaching for the bag before Julia could grab it, but in my drunken state, I failed. Julia dumped the bag onto my bed and started sifting through my new clothes.

"What do we have here?" Julia said as she lifted up the latex corset. "Mom, these outfits are seriously hot. Can I try this on?"

Before I could even respond, Julia began taking off her shirt. Her tanned, toned body came into full view. I knew Julia had gotten in shape, but I had no idea her body looked that good. My mind turned to lust the moment I saw my daughter's breast. They sat high on her chest, and they were the perfect handfuls. My mouth began to water just looking at them. Images of my tongue twirling around her nipples invaded my mind. I was only brought back to reality by Julia's voice calling to me.

"Mom, help me with these clasps. They are giving me a bit of a problem," Julia stated innocently. Yet there was nothing innocent about the thoughts going through my mind.

My hands nervously began fastening the lower clasps. Clasp by clasp, my hands made my way up her body. Before I knew it, my hands were at her breast.

In a motherly tone, I instructed her to "Hold the corset tight across your chest so I can close it for you."

I watched as she pulled the corset tight across her tits. The tighter ...

... she pulled the corset, the more the corset pushed her tits up. My fingers grazed my daughter's cleavage as I closed the final clasp.

"The latex feels so good on my skin, Mom. It is like nothing I have ever worn before. Where is the rest of the outfit?" Julia asked as she rummaged through the clothes on my bed.

I pulled the thigh-highs and thong from the pile of clothes and indicated to her that she should sit down. The look on her face was one I would soon not forget. There was lust in my daughter's eyes. The only time I have seen that look on her face was when I caught her masturbating in her room last summer.

Julia pulled her shorts down her legs and with them her underwear. Her brazenness shocked me, but she clearly did not mind me seeing her hairless pussy. She was clearly turned on as I could see that her labia were glistening with her wetness. I handed her the thong and watched her pull it over her legs.

"Can you help me with the thigh highs, Mom? I've never worn them before," Julia asked, completely unaware of the effect she was having on me. At least that was what I thought.

I reached into the bag to grab the lube that Jane recommended to me. I splashed some into my hands and then rubbed it onto my daughter's silky smooth legs. I slowly and deliberately massaged the lube into her toned calves and thighs. It was clear all the running and lifting she did had turned her legs into something men and women must lust over. I meticulously spread the lube over ...