Thank you Chitranna for editing this writing.
Time flies when you are having fun, well that is what they say. If it was true however my summer would have flown by so fast that I would barely have time to enjoy it. There are things we know and things we do that other people and other families would never understand. As parents we teach our young, from the time they are born until we are no longer with them. That is what we do. Some families stick with the basics of life, the common things we teach. Then there are families like mine, where we teach them so much more. We teach them to go beyond respect, compassion, life skills and understanding. We teach them about being open-minded and about pleasure. Yes, pleasure, not the type of pleasure you get from winning a game or achieving a new position at your job, but pleasure that comes from the touch of another family member.
Just a few days after I heard my husband, Frank, taking my daughter for the first time I myself showed her how much pleasure a family member could give. I loved every second that I shared with her and knew every time we touched we would remember the pleasure we gave one another. I knew when I offered to please her she would never say no. I knew that Fawn was not only Daddy's girl but Mommy's girl as well and it warmed me to have that knowledge.
When I let Fawn know that I knew about her and her father, I think I may have scared her a bit, which was not my intention. But it all worked out very nicely. During our talk she asked me about her brother, Forrest, whether I had been with him or not. And I realized, even though I had heard him many times with his porn, I had never seen or had the pleasure of touching him. I realized that he was home for the summer as well, and now was the best time to teach him about the pleasure I could give him.
It all came down to me and how I would get him to explore this world that I so wanted him to have, that I wanted him to experience and cherish. I had to plan my timing right, plan the way I would make my move, to show him what pleasures awaited him under the roof he had slept for so many years. I had to make sure he was ready for what I was going to offer him.
My big advantage to all of this was I knew he liked to masturbate and often did so just after Frank and I went to bed. I guess he thought we fell asleep quickly and would never hear the porn coming from his phone. I knew that if I could catch him in the act, my chances of showing him the ultimate pleasure of family love would be greatly increased.
A few days after I had the joy of being with my girl I decided it was time to show my son what a mother's love can do. Frank was ecstatic about the adventure I was about to take and had my clothing laid upon our bed as I walked into our room. He kept his eyes on me with a wide smile as I stripped down and began to dress in the clothes laid out before me. He watched intently as I slid the black bikinis on my body, covering my trimmed sex, he bit his lip as I slowly slid the laced tip thigh highs up my legs, and stroked his hard cock slowly when I slid the silky chemise over my head, letting it hug my body as I pulled it to its length just below my ass.
I smiled at him, his cock hard, the tip sticking out of his underwear, "Are you as excited as I am Frank?"
He chuckled and ran his fingers over himself, "I am so happy you are going to do this tonight. I will keep myself occupied while you show him the love you have babe."
We waited to hear Forrest enter his room, heard him climb on his bed, then we heard what we were waiting for, the porn. I could feel the heat building in my panties as I heard the moans on his phone and kissed Frank deeply. He released me with a wide smile and gave my ass a light slap, "Go. Go before it's too late."
I snuck out of our room as quietly as I could, closing the door behind me. I slowly walked toward the partially opened door of my son, listening intently on the sounds coming from within. I peeked in through the crack and got my first wonderful view of him. He was laid out upon the bed, his legs slightly apart, naked as the day I birthed him. His phone was in his left hand, the glow of it illuminating his face. His right hand slowly moved up and down his cock. And what a cock it was!
I licked my lips as I watched him stroke himself in the red light of his lamp, his fingers moving up the shaft then swirling over the head. I slid my hand between my thighs and pressed it against my sex as I watched him. My bikinis were already soaked with my anticipation and the heat was intense.
It was now or never, I knew this and I had to have this. I had to feel my son's body on mine, I had to show him what a mother could really do for her son. I knew I had to move in soon, move before he released, but the sight of him was mesmerizing. The way he moved his hand over the tip, the way he slowly slid it back down his shaft, teasing himself, making himself wait for the release, so sexy, so determined to make it last.
I removed my hand from my crotch and straighten out my chemise, I was going to take him tonight.
Slowly I pushed the door open and whispered, "Honey, are you okay?"
He dropped the phone, lifted himself up against the headboard and had a blanket over his waist in a flash, "Yes, yes. Fine mom, fine. Just watching a movie for a bit that's all."
I stepped in slowly letting the red light illuminate my body for him and smiled, "Oh, what are you watching hun?"
His eyes widened as he looked at me in my little outfit, "Holy shit mom! Where are your clothes?"
I smiled and sat myself at the foot of his bed, resting my hands on my thighs, "Oh you silly, these are my bedtime clothes. I was going to get a glass of water and saw your light glowing. Is everything okay?"
I could see his eyes focused on my legs, the sheer black fabric of the thigh highs bright against the red light. He shifted himself, but I could easily see his hardened cock beneath the blanket, "So, what are you watching?"
