Jenny had been divorced for about three years now and hadn't dated much. She owned a small but comfortable house where she lived with her two children, Tony and Debbie. Debbie was 19 and away from the house often, partying with friends. Tony was 18 and spent more time in house than his sister.
Jenny hadn't dated much since the divorce and when she did it usually left her feeling unsatisfied. She was beautiful with her red hair and fantastic, 37 year old body. She had rather muscular legs, curvy hips and if her weight ever fluctuated, it all went to the right places. Jenny's breasts were her pride and joy however; they were a very full 38DD and were tipped with the most sensitive long nipples. The areola was about the size of a small plum, but when erect they would stiffen and protrude almost two inches from the base. The abnormal length was attributed to the fact that she had breast fed both of her kids and also loved to suck on herself whenever she masturbated.
Jenny loved to tease men with her body. In fact, it was the one thing that turned her on the most. She never left the house without being totally 'put-together' and even dressed sexy when she stayed home. This had an unexpected effect on her young son who, from the time he hit puberty, began to take notice. In the evenings she would lounge in a thin red gown with panties and a pair of slip on heels.
At some point Jenny began to take notice of her handsome son's glances. Before long, it became obvious that he was very interested in her hot body, especially her luscious boobs. At first it bothered and embarrassed her a little, then something changed and it started to turn her on. Soon the idea of teasing her own son became the most fantastic arousal she had ever experienced. The dark, illicitness of an incestuous desire slowly grew into an outright obsession.
Tony began fantasizing about his mom while he was at school and would be eager to get home to see how she was dressed. The sexual electricity would hit him like a blast when he walked through the door. His mother, in turn, anticipated his arrival and began to push it further. Now she only wore skirts around him and always had silky vintage stockings underneath. Sometimes she would even forego donning a bra and allow her long, hard nipples to stick out of whatever flimsy blouse she chose. She would spend hours picking out just the right high heels to wear and would be dripping wet with excitement by the time he arrived home.
As they would eat dinner together or watch television, Jenny would present her embellished body to him in less and less subtle ways. The further she pushed it, the hornier they got. She would reach over him for something, waiving her huge tits near his face or absent mindedly adjust her stockings, being sure to give him a view of the dark tops at mid-thigh. Neither of the two would let on about what was transpiring between them, but at some point during the evening one would leave first to close themselves behind their bedroom or bathroom door and come quickly in a desperate fit of masturbation.
After a while Jenny could hardly stand to sit next to him without touching herself and vowed to herself that it was time for her son to see her naked. Tony was shy with girls and had never seen a woman completely nude before. Jenny knew this and thrilled at being his first. She concocted a plan, she would tease him unmercifully, and then retreat to her room as usual to masturbate but this time would leave her door cracked to allow him to watch.
Her daughter had plans on the intended evening and would be sure not to spoil their game. Jenny's hands were shaking as she attached the snaps of her garter belt to the tops of the black, seamed, Cuban heeled stockings that she had purchased that day. She was hornier than she had ever been in her life. "Oh my god", she breathed aloud, gliding a finger between her dripping pussy lips and drawing out a long strand of her thick fluids, "I want to fuck my own son." The sound of her own voice confessing this depraved secret caused her stomach to knot and feel queasy. Her nipples stood out stiff and hard from her quivering jugs as she lifted her fingers and smeared the cunt juice across her bright red lips.
She could have easily cum right then had she touched her aching clit, but she drew a breath and finished dressing for her fantasy lover. Tony's mother chose a pair of black panties and a black satin push-up bra that was slightly small, causing her ample flesh to bulge from the tops of the cups. A second later she decided to be extra bold and pulled her tits right out of the cups which made them stand straight out obscenely from her body. Over this she pulled a black satin nightgown with spaghetti straps and a plunging neckline that rested just above her knees. Incredibly high, black patent leather heels finished the daring outfit.
Jenny was in the kitchen and almost jumped as she heard the front door open and heard; "Mom, I'm home." The excited mother dipped her fingers deep into her sopping cunt and reapplied the slime to her parted lips. "In here baby, dinner's almost ready," She replied, bending over to reach into a low cabinet to display her round ass and seams. Tony stopped dead in his tracks and his large, young dick immediately became engorged at the sight before him. His mother's nightie was drawn up and stretched tight across the back of her butt and the front hung loose giving him a clear view of her swinging tits between her silken thighs. She stayed in this position as long as possible, pretending to search for a dish.
"Hi baby, are you hungry?" Jenny said as she turned and headed towards him. Tony's mouth went dry and hung open stupidly as he ogled his mom's massive tits. They bobbed and jiggled like mad as she clopped on her heels, rigid pointing nipples accentuated by the shiny satin. "Give mommy a kiss baby," Jenny purred as she placed her cum coated lips to her son's.
Tony's mother was breathing heavily with lust as she paraded around like this before him. She avoided any eye contact as to let him enjoy the view. She turned this way and that, giving him many juicy angles to admire her whorish attire as she set the dinner table. He was hard as a rock and when her back was turned, he adjusted his cock so that it was pointing down the leg of his loose pants and curving outward.
