“Gah he is so gorgeous and so tempting,” Carol said as she held the phone to her ear. She was sitting on her bed talking to her little sister, the only person whom she could talk to about her problems or her most darkest of desires.
“Well he is my nephew after all. I’m honestly surprised you haven’t seduced him by now. I figured as soon as he was eighteen you would have made your move on him but now he’s twenty one and you still haven’t had him? With how often we talk about Ethan I know you're obsessed with the idea of fucking him.”
Carol stared off into space, her eyes not seeing the walls of her bedroom but her sons lean muscular form. His job in a warehouse along with his recent use of the weight set she kept in the house had done wonders for his physique and she had seen him grow from an awkward child into a young man who was sure of himself. His rugged good looks and deep dark brown eyes often caused many women to look at him, including herself. She felt the familiar twinge between her legs when she thought about him and wondered what it would feel like to have him pin her down and take her. Every time her son would hug her she would nestle in close and let her mind drift.
“Earth to Carol ... hello?”
The sound of Lisa’s voice broke her trance and Carol answered her. “I am not obsessed! Alright maybe just a little. Besides what makes you think he would want me anyways? I’m an old woman who is also his mother for crying out loud.”
“You may be the older sister but you aren't old! I’ve seen how he looks at you. I’ve caught him eying me up as well. Why do you think I have to use your backyard so often to tan, I mean other than the fact that you have a pool. I love having his eyes stare at me, hell I love staring at him as well. Speaking of which I need to come over soon, well as soon as I’m able to get a weekend off that is. Maybe I’ll put on a much skimpier bikini this time.”
“Do that and I may just fuck you there in the backyard,” Carol said with a laugh. It had been some time since they'd been intimate and she missed it. She then thought about Ethan and her voice quieted, “Maybe he’s just trying to figure out why personalities are so different.”
“Carol, he grew up around us, that’s not what he’s thinking. No girl, he’s trying to imagine what we look like naked. Besides, who wouldn’t want to fuck sisters? Isn’t that like every guy’s fantasy?”
Carol let out a sigh as she knew her sister was right yet again. “I don’t know, you know how I am.”
“Yeah it took me forever to get you into my bed.”
“It did not! You kept teasing me but never told me to join you.”
“Whatever. Look if you don’t take him I will. It’s been awhile since I’ve been fucked good and well anyways.”
“Oh no you don’t. You can’t have him, at least not until I’ve had him first.” Carol couldn’t believe what she had just said and felt her heart race. She eyed herself in the mirror and knew Lisa was right. She never thought of herself as gorgeous but she did think that she looked good. She absentmindedly ran a hand under her small breasts and could see her hard nipples tenting the thin material of her teal tank top. Her legs were mostly bare as she only had on a pair of jogging shorts. She had caught Ethan staring at her numerous times and it had always turned her on knowing he was eying her. “Alright, maybe you just need to give me pointers on what to do.”
“Now that’s my sister. Come on, all you really need to do is lead him on, stop wearing that ugly bathrobe and show off that ass of yours. You still wear that old shirt to bed right?”
Carol saw her brown eyes smile at herself in the mirror of her vanity as she ran her fingers through her straight brown hair. “Yeah.”
“So instead of putting your robe on when you get up, just walk out.”
Carol’s eyes went wide at the thought of walking out of her room with her ass hanging out, “I don’t know. Wouldn’t that be a bit much?”
Lisa groaned, “Fine, throw on a pair of shorts for a few days and then stop. Get used to showing off more skin. Trust me, after awhile he’ll be begging to see more of you and then you switch out your shirt for a tank top. Then just a teddy and panties. No man his age could resist that. You know I can’t resist that tight little ass of yours. Oh and speaking of that ass, get yourself some better panties, those ‘mom’ panties you keep wearing do nothing for you. Also give him more hugs, lean into him, press your tits into him. If you really want to see what he thinks, go take him on a date. You have told me neither of you have had any partners in some time.”
Carol sighed softly, her mind suddenly thinking about Lisa and the last time they were together. She was a bit more reserved than Lisa who had always been more outspoken, and had been a bit of a troublemaker as a child. “Alright, I’ll think about it. I’m going to go for a jog before he comes home.”
“Alright sis, I’m telling you, just start showing a little bit more each day and soon he won’t be able to keep his hands to himself. Just be glad summer is here and it isn’t winter, you won’t need an excuse for wearing such little clothing around the house. Love you.”
“Yeah you’re right, love you too.” Carol took the phone from her ear and pressed the end button before tossing it on the bed. She had been planning on going on a quick jog before her son got home but she found herself quite turned on, her panties were thoroughly soaked. She let her hand roam over her flat tummy before reaching up and tweaking a hard nipple through her shirt which elicited a soft moan. She imagined her sister’s hands traveling over her body as she slid her shorts down her long smooth legs along with her cotton panties, shaking them off of her feet. She dipped a finger between her engorged lips, coating it in her wetness. Without thinking she plunged two fingers deep inside herself and her mind was suddenly filled with thoughts of her son. As she wondered just how big his cock was she began to fuck herself. “Fuck the jog,” she said in a husky voice.
Carol marveled at how wet she had gotten thinking about being fucked by her son, imaging his strong arms holding her. His hands could easily pin her down as she took his cock into her sopping wet pussy. She worked the fingers of her other hand over her hard pearl and could feel her orgasm coming quickly. Her breath came in short sharp gasps, cooing and moaning softly. She imagined she was looking up into her son’s big brown eyes, “Oh fuck that’s it baby, fuck your mommy! Hnng yes fuck me Ethan!”
As she uttered the words she felt stars burst in her mind, every nerve ending of her body felt electrified as she stiffened. Her pussy clutched her fingers and pulsed around them, trying to milk them as if they were a hard cock. It was one of the most powerful orgasms she had experienced in a long time and she felt light headed as she let it consume her. “Oh fuck that’s it Ethan ... I’m cumming for you baby!” She continued to spasm and thrash about on her bed as her body was wracked with her intense orgasm. Her mind swirled with thoughts of Ethan and his hard body. Her screams of pleasure had given way to soft moans before eventually turning into soft whimpers. After a couple of minutes she had calmed down, her breathing returned to normal.
“Mom? I’m home!”
Carol’s eyes widened suddenly and she sprang upward. Without thinking she jumped off the bed, threw her tank top off and ran into her bathroom, quickly turning the water on in the shower. “Uh I’m here baby, was just going to step into the shower!” She threw the curtain back and jumped into the cold water, suddenly shivering as she didn’t have time to let it warm up.
Ethan walked up to his mother’s bedroom door and stopped just inside. He could talk to his mother but respectfully keep her out of sight from here. “You alright mom? I thought I heard you moaning.”
Carol felt embarrassed at the thought of her son hearing her getting herself off. What if he heard his name as she came? She quickly stammered an answer, “Uh yeah, I’m fine baby, I uh, I just stubbed my toe again.”
“Kicked the dresser again?”
“Yeah, that damn dresser.” Carol sighed at the idea that maybe she was safe and he hadn’t heard anything other than her moans and had thought she had been in pain.
“Maybe I’ll move it back to the other wall so you stop doing that. I know you liked rearranging your room but you keep hurting yourself. I’m gonna go grab a beer and watch some TV alright?”
“Okay baby, I’ll be out soon.” Carol waited a minute and after not hearing anything, relaxed as she finally realized that the water had warmed up. The thoughts of Ethan possibly hearing her cum renewed the fire between her legs. She adjusted the temperature of the water and hoped the cooler water would quell the fire she was feeling. She eventually gave up and turned the water off. As she grabbed her towel and stepped out of the shower she looked at her naked self in the mirror. For a woman who just turned forty she thought she looked pretty good. She often exercised at home and tried to eat healthy, though genetics also played a big part. That coupled with regular jogging had kept her body youthful looking and well toned. She liked how she looked, her long lean legs, which she thought were her best asset, flared out at her hips that gave way to a small waist. Her small her tits were still firm and topped with half dollar sized areolae with eraser sized nipples that were incredibly sensitive and brown in color. She turned sideways and noticed a slight jiggle to her ass as she bounced and pinched some skin at her belly. She may not have been as “tight” as she was twenty years ago, but if the looks from guys meant anything, she was still attractive.
After wrapping the towel around herself she walked into the bedroom and suddenly felt flush as she realized her visibly wet panties were still on the bed and the room smelled of her sex. “Well Lisa, there’s the push you’ve been saying I needed.” With that she willed herself to set forth her plan to seduce her son who had always been there for her no matter what. After a string of boyfriends she finally gave up the idea of finding a suitable partner and realized the only man who truly loved her was Ethan, but the fact that he was her son prevented her from doing anything. She just wondered if he would accept her. Lisa was right, she was obsessed with him.
Carol was thankful that the rest of the night was just like any other night as they had dinner together before watching TV and talking about their days at work. They eventually said good night to each other as they retired to their respective rooms.
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