Getting into the Family Business - Sex Stories

Getting into the Family Business

... cock a few strokes. I didn't know what I expected. It's not like I could just whip it out and cum all over my mom's bed. But I couldn't resist.

My mom glanced up from her buttoning, and I moved my hands away quickly but knew that she saw. She smiled, but didn't say anything about it. She struggled for another minute as I sat nervously, cock now aching even worse. "Alex, I changed my mind about this one. I don't think I like how constricted the corset makes me feel. I am having a hell of a time opening this though. Can you help?" The pleading in her voice was like a siren's call. It was impossible to resist.

"Uhhh, sure," I stammered. I awkwardly stood up from the bed and walked to her, feeling the discomfort in my pants. I got close to my mom, and she looked up at me as I helped her undo her clasps. The corset was half closed so her tits were contained but basically spilling out of the material. The view was all too much. I had to keep space to avoid mom brushing up against my hard-on. I was struggling with the clasps as well, but her tits were also quite the distraction.

"Struggling to focus?" mom said. I couldn't tell what her tone was. Joking? Flirting? Concern?

"Yea, I guess. I can't seem to get this one," I said and I shook the clasp to try to free it, but instead just jiggled my mom's tits. The sight shot a shock of horny desire through me and my dick stirred in my shorts.

My mom clearly saw and smiled. "Honey, it's OK. I know this is uncomfortable for ...

... you. I can see it," she said gesturing with her eyes to my penis. "If it helps, you can take off your shorts. It can't be comfortable and I still have another outfit I need your opinion on." Before I could even answer, her arms reached forward and began tugging at my shorts. I let go of her corset and didn't even protest as she pulled my shorts down, bringing my briefs with them.

My cock sprang forward, essentially right in my mom's face. It felt amazing to have it free of strain, and I involuntarily jutted forward, almost spearing my mother in her face. "Whoa there!" mom said with a laugh, and stood back up. "Better? Good. Now focus on getting me out of this thing."

I silently obeyed, but letting my dick out did nothing for my concentration. In fact, all I wanted to do was jerk off or fuck something now. It was hard to pull back on the lust. So much so that the fact that my mom was staring at my dick took a bit to fully dawn on me. She stared at my cock with a loving look in her eyes. From what I have seen of my father, I guessed we were about the same size, but he might have a slight edge on thickness.

Girls have always complemented me on my dick. Not just the size, but that it was just good-looking somehow. From the look in her eye it seemed like my mom agreed.

Finally, the last clasp was free and the corset split open, letting my mother's breasts spill forward. I wanted nothing more to grab them and grope her, but she turned to get the next outfit.

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