Getting into the Family Business - Sex Stories

Getting into the Family Business

... didn't think she would bring it up so casually.

"Yea sure. What's the trend you are trying to do?" I yelled through the bathroom door.

She emerged from the bathroom wearing an emerald green, sheer lingerie, with straps that creatively allowed for openings to see skin while still holding it together. She spun around and I could see the thin fabric of the lingerie snaking up her ass.

All I could do was stare wide-eyed at my nearly naked mother. Her body was incredible. It was one thing to see it on the screen, but in person she radiated. Her pale skin shone in the sunlight, as did her bright blonde hair. She stood in front of me with one leg slightly bent, almost looking shy. I knew it was an act, but that didn't diminish its effect. I was hard immediately.

"Oh, wow," is all I could mutter.

She beamed a smile. "You like it?" Maybe it wasn't an act. She seemed almost nervous to get my approval.

It just came out. "You look fucking hot mom." I couldn't believe I just said that. I backed up a bit. "But, isn't it a bit much for Tiktok?" Shit. I already knew the answer to that, and just opened up a path for her to say...

"Oh, it's not for Tiktok sweetie." She smiled a little. "It is for my more adult page. You know? We talked about it."

She ran her fingers up and down the lace of her lingerie. "Usually your dad helps me plan, but he isn't home, so I thought I could use your help in choosing outfits. I don't want to wait for your dad to come home."

"Mom. I ...

... don't know. I mean, should I really be the one to help with this?" I stammered. My mind was at war with itself. Half was trying to find a way out of this, while the other half was dying to stay.

My mom gave a confused look. "It's just lingerie, baby. I am sure you saw much more than this at camp this summer. Don't think I don't remember what it was like to be young and free of consequences. I had my own summers of fun back in the day too," she said, giggling a little.

Flashes of my mom as a young girl getting railed in the woods flashed through my mind.

"Plus," she continued, "I'm your mom. What's a little skin between family." With that, she disappeared back into the bathroom to get more outfits. There was no arguing with her. Plus, my horny brain clearly won the war. I was staying and would just do my best to not cum in my pants.

She held me hostage as she tried on several outfits, seeking my approval, so she could make content. After the second outfit (a full body mesh suite), she stopped bothering to go into the bathroom to change and would strip in front of me. She was seemingly oblivious to how horny a teenager might be with all this. Either that, or she was malicious. How else could she see how hard my dick was tenting in my pants with no ability to relieve myself and still force me stay. Finally, as I watched her squeeze her massive tits into a tight corset and was busy buttoning the many fastens, I couldn't help it. I hazarded a chance to give my aching ...