A Very Special Mother’s Day - Sex Stories

A Very Special Mother’s Day

... left the room.

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Later that afternoon, and after a brief, slightly awkward, conversation, both Pamela and Benjamin apologized for the now infamous ‘Bathroom Incident”. Pamela made sure her boy knew that sex and the human body was nothing to be ashamed about. And, two adults living under the same roof should expect to see the other person nearly naked at times. It was more important to be comfortable with you body, they to worry about what others may think.

Benjamin agreed, and then told his mother that her special day was not over yet. He had more surprises for her. He made her sit in the living room while he prepared.

“Oh, honey! Flowers? For me?” Pamela exclaimed, after Benjamin showed her the grocery-store flowers he had purchased earlier that day.

“Not only flowers,” he beamed. “We’re going to have a nice quiet dinner and celebrate Mother’s Day together.”

“Oh? Fancy!” Pamela said, impressed.

“First, follow me.,” Benjamin said. He led his mother to the master bathroom. Candles illuminated the room and the bathtub was nearly overflowing with bubbles. And next to the tub, was a glass of wine - a very full glass of wine - Pamela noticed. Benjamin had been researching how to seduce a woman, and hope his mother was falling into his carefully laid trap.

“Wow. A hot bath? For me?” Pamela said. “How romantic!”

“When you are finished, we’ll have dinner and then watch a movie, OK?” Benjamin said, closing the door behind him. “Food won’t be ...

... delivered until later tonight, so you have plenty of time.” ‘Plenty of time to get you drunk, mother,” he said to himself.

After her son left and the door closed tightly, Pamela wondered aloud, “Oh, Bennie, is this for Mother’s Day, or are you trying to seduce me?” She stripped off her clothes and lowered herself into the hot water.

“Ahhhhh,” she sighed. Whatever her little Bennie was planning, she hadn’t felt this pampered and loved in many years.

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“Bennie!” Pamela called out from the bathroom.

“Oh, Bennie!” she called again.

“Yeah, mom?” Benjamin said, standing outside the bathroom door.

“Could you get me another bottle of wine, please!”

“Yeah! Sure!”

“Come in and get the empty. Don’t worry, I’m decent.”

Benjamin slowly opened the door to find his mother reclining in the bathtub. The remaining bubbles were gathered around her breasts. The bubbles also hid her pussy, although he could see her long, legs, clearly.

“Here you are honey,” Pamela said, and reached out the empty bottle. Her breasts rose out of the water and she used her other hand to clumsily cover them.

Bennie tried not to stare. He really did. He looked his mother in the eyes and held her gaze. Her fat breasts rose further out of the water. The suds began to slide off of them. Wet, and slippery, a boob appeared, then as more bubbles fell, a huge, fat, nipple. He glanced down and stared.

Pamela saw his gaze fall to her bosom. She slowly stuck out her chest, making her ...