I knew something wasn't quite right. Mom had been showing off her tight small body poolside in our back yard all summer. Small waist, tight ass, and tits that were often embarrassing to me when we went out in public or the innuendoes or outright rude remarks my buddies would say to me as they eyed her bouncing breasts as she walked around the house. Funny how guys say stuff they shouldn't about a friends mother or sister. Heck, mom couldn't help what she was given in the beautiful face and sexy body department. But for a friend to say, 'man if my mother was that foxy I'd never leave the house'. Or, 'I bet every time you hug your mother you get a boner just feeling her tits press against your chest...if my mom had a rack like yours she'd be slapping my face every time I gave her a hug and a kiss'.
Hell yes I thought about her. Since around twelve or thirteen I began falling in love physically for her. Between her womanly smell, seductive smile, and sexy body, every girl in school that was half way cute was always compared to mom...I just kept falling deeper and deeper in lust with mother and kept hating myself more and more for the dirty thoughts that kept creeping into my mind.
Dad died of a heart attack two years earlier and my older brother Todd had flunked out of college last year due to chasing pussy. Things were not right in our house except for the close warm relationship between mom and me. But why was she showing her body off to me so much? She had to know she was driving me nearly mad with thoughts that I knew were not right...but shit...she was a knockout and only 20 years older than I was and now at eighteen, when you would think I could get her out of my mind...it started getting worse by the day.
Yep...something was definitely not right and the closer I got to going to college the worse she was teasing. Tonight she asked me to stay home and have dinner with her because she wanted to make me some kind of a 'deal' about the college classes I just signed up to take.
Dinner was wonderful. She fixed my favorite chicken Kiev and even served us champagne. However once again she was flaunting her body to extreme excess. At least that's the way I took the way she dressed and moved around the room.
Wearing a tight black dress with a scooped neckline I could see two things were apparent. One, she obviously was not wearing a bra because every time she approached my place setting she bent low giving me a perfect shot of her cleavage displaying her large unencumbered tits. I had a hard-on that wouldn't quit every time she bent down in front of me. My boner was getting dammed uncomfortable just by the way her beautiful boobs were on display.
The second thing that was obvious was she wasn't wearing panties under that tight dress of hers. No panty line showed and once she bent down to pick up a serving fork she had accidentally dropped (I sure as hell didn't buy that little slip up because mom's acting was poor and the setup obviously designed to give me a great peek at her exposed butt cheeks as she bent all the way down from the waist to pick it up. Yes, she bent all they way down, and real slow like, causing her tight skirt to ride clear up to the lower part of her tight fanny right in front of my face. I almost shit when she froze extra long so I could get a perfect glimpse of her panty free ass. Add to that the fact her dress was so thin I could actually see the 'Y' of where her legs joined her pussy in the candle light just begging to be licked for a taste test as if it were part of dinner desert (which I soon found out was to be on the menu for her college age sonny boy).
"Mom, what the hell is going on?"
"Why Roger what ever are you talking about."
"Time to come clean mom...all summer you've been teasing the hell out of me with your beautiful sexy body and tonight you gave me nothing but tits and ass to the point of driving me crazy with thoughts I don't think you possibly could understand!"
Mom smiled a very devilish grin and said, "Well...I told you I had a proposition to make for your first semester at school. State 'U' is only 20 minutes from home and your going to be living here at least for the first semester or two to save money. Your brother screwed up his chances last year because of that little bitch Erica wouldn't leave him alone. All year all he did was screw her to the extent of ignoring his studies. I could have killed her for what she did to him and now he's actually supporting her because he was too stupid to take simple precautions and got her knocked up. Imagine your brother working a stupid dockyard job up in San Francisco just to support her lazy butt. He broke my heart and I just know we're never going to see him again as the person he could have been. I don't want that to happen to you my darling."
Wow...she was as cold as a cucumber. Laid it all out in just one precise statement of fact. I was beginning to get the picture but...man...was she really heading for what I was beginning to think?
"Roger...you are absolutely right. I have been teasing you all summer. I wondered if you could really go for your mother in a sexual way and I think I have my answer. I noticed how you tried to hide your boners from your old mom every time I teased you. Stand up and let me prove my point here and now."
"Mom, I don't think this is such a good idea. I admit you caused me a great deal of discomfort all summer and right now...well...let's just say I'm ashamed to admit my thoughts about you have been far from what a son should be thinking about his mother."
"Roger...dammit. I meant what I asked of you. Stand up and come over here to your mother this very instant."
Shit, part of me wanted to show her how fucked up I had become and how much I wanted her. The other part said I should be a man and put a stop to this right now. Guess what part of me won that argument?
I stood up with a diamond cutter of a boner. My cock was trying its best to worm out of my slacks. I looked every bit the tortured soul I had become lusting for my mother. To seal my fate, I saw the satisfied look on her face as I walked over to her chair. Mother's wicked grin was even wider and looking all the more satisfied with the results of her evening's teasing of me with her beauty.
"Yes my darling. Mommy was right. You have a wonderful expression of lust in your pants for me. Let me see exactly how hard you really are."
As she reached out to touch my cock...I started to back away but she was too quick. Like a cat reaching for a mouse she grabbed my belt and pulled me close to her face.
"Don't you dare move while I prove my point to you. I want to make my proposition very clear and very up front."
With that, mother slowly unzipped my fly and hooked her fingers in the front of my shorts so she could get a good grasp of my hard boner. It had swollen so hard and fat, she had to fish down into my shorts. Then taking a full handful of my shaft she began extracting it out into the open. Her fingers were like burning embers on my pecker. I was so big and hard she had a difficult time of freeing my erection from out of my pants...but finally it popped out into the glaring open candle light of the dinning room. And what a crude, rude, and erogenous sight it was to her eyes!
