A MATERNAL AFFAIR-FULLY UPDATED by crazytownfucker - Sex Stories

A MATERNAL AFFAIR-FULLY UPDATED by crazytownfucker

... mind." "Not at all. Hell, this movie is boring," she laughed, "Like I said, you're just a curious boy, you want to see some boobies and, well, I'm your mum so I'll do my motherly duty and satisfy your curiosity." She was trying to convince herself more than her son of the innocence of this proposed plan, even though part of her mind knew damn well she just got off on the idea of exposing her charms to her son. Not to any man or boy, but her own darling son. "Okay," Jake said, "Er...shall we do it now?" "Yup," Debbie said. She knelt up on the sofa, facing her son, her legs under her and her firm denim-clad arse on her heels. She looked down at herself, not sure what to do for a moment, before she went and unceremoniously removed her top, dumping it on the floor. Jake turned and knelt up also, facing his mum, his eyes glued to his mother's tits. They were magnificent! Not too big, but not just average sized either - a nicely sized pair of melons, firm and beautiful and topped with strawberry red nipples. "Do they look okay?" asked Debbie, "No guy has laid eyes on them for a while so I just want to know if they're still pleasing to the male eye." She knew damn well her breasts were great, but was still attempting to reassure herself that this lewd exhibitionism was innocent and almost just out of scientific-enquiry. This 'I just want to make sure males still like my tits' excuse didn't fool Debbie's subconsciousness one bit. "They are mum," Jake insisted, "Um...real nice. Can I ...

... touch them?" "Go for it honey. Knock yourself out." Jake smiled and then nervously reached out with his right hand. He placed the tips of two fingers over his mum's right nipple, feeling a thrill at the touch. Last week he'd felt his mum's tits though her dress but now he had access to her bare flesh. He also noted how stiff his mum's nipples are and he knew that this is what happened when women were turned on. The idea that he was sexually stimulating his mum provoked far more pride and pleasure in him than guilt. He placed his hand right over his mother's right tit and placed his other hand over her left tit. He knelt, gently kneading and feeling his mother's breasts, looking down as he did so. Debbie knelt with her arms by her side, breathing slowly, glancing down at the impressive bulge in the crotch of her son's jeans. Jake stroked and fondled his mum's tits, mother and son occasionally making eye-contact and smiling, reassuring themselves that this was just a light-hearted little excercise. No big deal. After a few minutes Jake figured that he'd had his fair share of feeling his mum's boobs and he took his hands away. "They're great mum," he said, shyly, "Thanks." "You're welcome honey," Debbie said. She was a little sad that Jake hadn't felt her up for longer, but she remembered that she was his mum and there was no way he was going to sit feeling her up all night. She put her top on then leaned over to give Jake a quick, motherly kiss. It wasn't very motherly though. ...