Donna Dickson glanced at the clock as she cold hear the unmistakable sound of Danny's new motor bike as it rumbled into the driveway. The sexy blonde mother had spent the day in bed, fantasizing about her upcoming date with her 18 year old son. She had dildoed herself so hard, her tight cunt muscles actually start to tingle with pain, as she tried to picture Danny's sexy young body and....most of all his cock. What was it like? She had decided that this Friday she was going to find out.
An hour earlier, as the afternoon had wore on, with her long legs high in the air and her cunt stuffed with her trusty fuck toy, Donna stared at the ceiling. Realizing her boy was going to be home in an hour she had reluctantly pulled her rubber lover from her horny mommy hole, taken a soothing bath, and got herself ready for her darling son. Yes, now that her teenage boy was quickly becoming a man, she was going to start wearing sexy clothes around him. In the next couple days before their first date she had decided to let him know that yes, she was definitely interested. She wondered if he was.
Donna had made flank steak, one of his favorites, and put on a cute sleeveless yellow top and matching shorts. She had decided not to put on a bra. If he saw her swollen nipples through the sheer top , that was more than okay. Yes, give hm a preview of what he's gonna see. Yes, this Friday night he's going to see everything.
"Mom? I'm home!"
Donna quickly walked into the living room and planted a kiss on her boy.
"Hi, darling. I have, flank steak, your favorite dinner, ready whenever you want."
"Wow, sounds great. And by the way mom, you look....great."
"So...you noticed, huh?"
She turned around, showing her son the backs of her long legs, and giving him a huge smile. She hoped her son could see the outline of her boobs through the sheer yellow top.
"Mom, that yellow top looks great on you."
"You know, since you're 18 now, I've decided to step up my game a bit."
"Uhhh...sounds good to me mom."
"So you you like it? Well if you want I'll wear things like this a lot more. That is, if you want."
"Mom, it looks like you've been working on your tan."
"Not today sweetheart. I have to admit that I have been. But today, I just kinda played around the house. Do you want to eat now? I thought after dinner we could just sit and maybe watch that game show on TV...or maybe just talk about your day."
The youngster suddenly gets nervous. Does his mother want to know everything that he and his Grammy have been doing? Shit, no way he can tell her.
"Mom, if it's okay I want to take a shower before."
"Okay I understand. That way after dinner I can sit and cuddle with my nice clean boy. But hurry sweetheart, before your dinner gets cold."
"Okay mom, it won't take me too long."
Up in the shower, the youngster quickly washed off all the evidence of what happened today. After he had gotten his cock just inside his Grammy's tight little rump and shot his junk at the entrance of her butt hole, she had let him fuck her in the mouth. Grabbing the back of her head, he had cum a second time, the second time down his sexy grandmother's throat. Shit, and now of all things, his mother wants to know what happened.
Coming down the stairs his mother gave hm a big smile. Putting her arms around the youngster she gave him another kiss, this one was a lot more intense. Definitely it was a kiss that no mother should ever give her own son.
"MMMMM! My big sexy....clean boy! You look so good sweetheart...and that shampoo smells so good...I love it."
Donna had set the table and poured herself a glass of white.
"I'm having a glass of white...you?"
"Mom, as long as you're having one, I'll have one too."
As they ate, Danny told his mother about painting his grandmother's kitchen. Hopefully his mother won't pry any further.
"Yea mom you know Grammy told me today wants to move away. She told me she's trying to talk you into moving away so the three of could..."
"Yes, I know. I haven't decided yet. But it's definitely something we should talk about. Everything we have is here. But it would be nice to move into a brand new house, next door to your Grammy. And the north part of the state has a lot different weather. The summers are actually bearable, not so hot, and it snows a lot in the winter."
"Yea mom...seeing snow would be cool."
You have to understand, there would be a lot of days we'd be snowed in together, just the two of us."
"Mom, that actually sounds pretty good to me. But we'd definitely have Grammy come over."
"Yes, we wouldn't want her to be all alone, would we?"
"Uh no mom. The last few days it seems I'm getting closer to Grammy."
"So Danny, you're okay if we all decided to move upstate together? At least take a road trip up there and see what she's talking about?"
"Definitely mom. Yes."
After dinner, Danny helped his mother put the plates in the dishwasher. In the living room she sat on the couch and patted the seat next to her, inviting her son to sit down.
"Come on sweetheart, come sit with your mom."
Relieved that he didn't have to tell his mother everything that had happened today, he sits down. As they find the game show on TV, Donna decides its time to have a talk with her son.
"Danny sweetheart, this show is actually quite stupid, don't you think?"
"Well mom, to tell you the truth, I always thought it was. But I thought you liked it so I kept quiet."
"Sweetheart, I actually hate that show but I thought you liked it. Serves us both right."
"Right about what mom?"
"Sweetheart, you and I should always tell each other what we feel. And I mean about everything."
"Yes, I guess you're right."
"Lets promise....from now on, no more secrets. We promise to lay everything on the table. After all we are both adults now."
"Okay mom, I promise."
Turning off the TV, she looks at her son.
"Sweetheart, tell your mother about our first date. What do you have planned?"
"Mom, I thought maybe we'd go back to Maxi's and go dancing, but I changed my mind. I thought we'd go to that little restaurant on top of the hill. I heard the food is great."
"Sweetheart, I know that's quite expensive. If we go we should go Dutch treat.""
"Mom, no worries. Thanks to my new job with Grammy, I have quite a stash."
"Well, if you insist. But hows this? You pay for our first date then we'll alternate. I'll pay for the next one."
"Uhhhh... mom. I was thinking...after dinner, they have a little band who plays oldies. Your favorite songs from 20 years ago. I thought we'd just listen and..."
"Darling, I hope you're gonna dance all the slow ones with me."
"Definitely yes."
"MMMMMM!!! I cant wait. I want you to hold me....tight...and not let me go. I want nothing more than to feel you...against me."
The youngster's cock quickly hardens. Does that mean she actually want to feel his....hard cock against her?
"Mom, I have to warn you. If we hold each other too tight...I mean....well you know."
"Sweetheart? You mean? Your...cock would get hard? And I'd feel it?"
"Uhhhh...yes. I know I'd definitely get hard. Happens all the time when I'm around you."
"Sweetheart, That's perfectly natural. It's your way of telling me you find me attractive. After losing my job and everything, I would really love to feel that you find me...sexy."
"Mom, I hope you know, I've always thought you are...gorgeous. I'm so lucky to have a mom who looks like you."
"MMMMM!!! I love it when you tell me that. Tell you something sweetheart."
"Mom? What?"
Pushing her tits against her son, she grabs his hand, putting it on the top of her leg.
"Sweetheart, I am so much looking forward to feel...your hard cock against me. Can't tell you how much I have...fantasized about it."
"Mom?"
Whispering in his ear...
"Sweetheart, I can hear you at night, calling my name when you..."
"Mom. I'm sorry about that."
"No sweetheart. I love to hear you call my name when you..."
"Mom?"
"When you cum. I just wish I was there to....watch you cum."
The teenager's pulsating fuck stick is now rock hard. He can feel her tits pushing against him.
"Sweetheart, I know you can tell, your mother isn't wearing a bra. I did it on purpose, so you could feel my boobs."
"Mom...you mean? On purpose?"
"Darling, when we go out on our date, I haven't decided yet if I'm going to wear any panties or not. Play your cards right and I'm gonna let you feel me up and find out for yourself."
Grabbing the boy's hand on her leg she spreads her long legs a bit. Guiding his hand to the inside of her lithe tanned thighs, she lets him feel the edge if her shorts.
"MMMMM Sorry sweetheart....mom has her panties on...at least tonight."
Their overly sexual discussion has the horny 34 year old blonde ready to jump the boy's bones. To hell with waiting until Friday night. She needs to be fucked...hard...and repeatedly. But Donna knows she can't rush this.
"Sweetheart, I want to talk about something else. Grammy and I had quite a talk when you were at the hardware store. We talked about...a lot of things."
Did his mother just imply that she knows what he and his grandmother have been up to?
"Sweetheart, I know about what happened about what happened at Panther Lake on the pier. And I know you and Grammy made a video together. You put your cock between her tits and..."
The teenager is so embarrassed he doesn't know what to say. A couple minutes ago his sexy mother was whispering in his ear, almost begging for his cock and now...
"Sweetheart, Grammy and I have no secrets. And just a minute ago we promised each other we're always going to tell each other....everything."
"Uhhh...I know you're right mom."
"So tell me about today sweetheart. Did you paint all day? Or?"
"Well mom not sure if you know exactly what happened, but there's this guy from overseas, Alex, who has paid us a lot of money to make videos for him. It's called role play. Grammy plays that she is my mom and I'm her son."
"Sweetheart, I heard all about he first one. Grammy let you fuck her between her tits. Did you like doing it?"
Staring at the floor there's no way the youngster can make eye contact with his mother.
