Mother & Son Have First Time Sex #2

Mother & Son have First Time Sex #2

MILF of a mother sexually seduced her son after she discovered him reading mother and son incest stories and found his save images of topless and naked women who looked like her.

Mother & Son have First Time Sex reread and continued from #1:

Then, after he had a couple of beers, especially when it was hot in the apartment, finally, he stripped himself naked. Seeing Ryan without his clothes shocked me as much as it sexually aroused me. I'll definitely be playing with myself later tonight after seeing his big dick.

He put a small towel on the chair where he sat and watched television with me while naked. Then, in the way that I stared at him flashing me, he fingered the head of his naked prick while staring at me flashing him. Only, I wished he'd do more than just flash me his erection.

Seemingly, a big, first step in our incestuous affair, he enjoyed walking around our apartment naked as much as I enjoyed seeing him naked. Yet, with women different from men, I couldn't walk around him without my clothes in the way that he could walk around me without his clothes. Seemingly, men don't care about the imperfections of their naked bodies in the way that women care about what they don't like about their bodies and don't want anyone to see.

Even women who have the best figures feel self-conscious about their bodies. As far as I'm concerned, while hiding a myriad of mistakes, women look better when wearing their sexy low-cut bras, their revealing bikini panties, or their flattering, sexy nightgowns rather than being naked. As if being looked at under a microscope, we all have imperfections that we'd rather not publicly display while standing or sitting naked without our clothes. A sheet or a darkened bedroom works miracles.

"Is being naked helping to cool you down? Wouldn't you rather have a fan," I asked him with a dirty laugh while glad that he was finally making his move to seduce me?

Asking him a question while looking at him to await his answer gave me reason to look at his big, naked prick.

He gave me a sexy smile.

"Forget about a fan. It's too hot for a fan," he said with a laugh. "A fan only blows hot air. It's so hot outside that even the air conditioning can't lower the temperature inside the apartment enough."

He looked down at himself to look at what he was showing before looking up at me for my reaction to what I was seeing.

"You don't mind if I'm naked, do you, mother," he asked while looking down at his big dick again before looking up at me?

I stared at his huge cock in the way that he stared at my panties, my cleavage, my bra, my naked pussy, and my naked breasts. When he gave me a sexy smile and a naughty look, I said something that my potty mouth sister would say.

"You have a much bigger prick than the man who impregnated me, Ryan," I said with a dirty laugh.

He looked down at his growing erection before looking up at me. Then, I surprised him with my inappropriate question. If you don't mind me asking. Tell me, I'm curious to know. My anticipation to the answer of my question gave me reason to stare at his exposed penis.

"How big is it," I asked? "It looks really big," I said with a dirty laugh. "Does it get any bigger than that?"

He smiled with pride.

"It's about 9 inches when erect and nearly 7 inches when flaccid," he said while holding up his cock to show me.

I nodded my head and smiled.

"You're going to make some woman very happy, one day," I said while hoping the woman would one day be me.

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Now, especially with him sitting across from me naked, I knew that he was not only sexually attracted to me but also that he wanted to have sex with me. Our sexual attraction to one another inflamed me. Yet, with him still a virgin, I continued flashing him while waiting for him to make the next move to sexually seduce me.

Even though he allowed me to see him naked, he didn't make the next move to have sex with me. When he didn't touch me or feel me, no doubt, afraid that I'd reject him or think that he was a pervert, I realized that it was up to me to sexually seduce him. In no uncertain terms, I not only had to show him what I wanted but I had to tell him.

That was when, on the pretense of saying good morning and good night every day, he started innocently hugging. When he took me in his arms, his muscular body felt good against my soft body. Then, surprising me, something I never expected him to do, he kissed me on the lips while hugging me every morning and every night. Unbelievably, the first time he kissed me on my lips, I always kissed him on his cheek or on his forehead every birthday.

It was just a peck on the lips, of course. Yet, being the nasty whore that I am and the incestuous slut that I've become, I wished he'd part my lips with his tongue and French kiss me while touching and feeling me through my nightgown. Nonetheless, every time he hugged me and kissed me, as if daring himself to do so to see how I'd react, he touched and felt me a little more through my nightgown.

While holding me in his arms, his hand slowly slid down to touch and feel the top of my ass. Then, especially when he had been drinking, he dared to cup my ass in the palm of his horny hand. When I didn't stop him as if giving him my non-verbal permission, he continued to feel my ass through my nightgown. Then, he squeezed my ass. Not stopping there, while wishing he'd cup my breasts and finger my nipples, he felt the sides of my breasts while moving his hand from around me and slowly sliding his hand from me.

Then, hoping that it was the beginning of a sexually forbidden relationship, he surprised me by what he said next.

"You have a nice ass, mother," he said. "Your buttocks is as firm as it's shapely," he said while touching, feeling, groping, squeezing, and fondling my ass before patting my ass.

Then, he stared down at all that he could see of my enormous, double D, cup breasts and erect nipples through my nightgown. He surprised me when he put a finger to my top and pulled it open. He stared down at my breasts and erect nipples.

"I love your enormous breasts and your big nipples, too. Your tits feel so firm," he said while cupping my nightgown clad breasts in his big hands. "You have such a sexy and shapely body, mother. You're not bad for an old broad," he said with a loud laugh.

While daring myself to say what I was thinking, I gave him a sexy smile while returning his compliment with my compliment.

"You have a big, beautiful cock, Ryan," I said while daring myself to say what I was thinking. "I love your big prick."

Then, surprising even myself, I reached down to feel and squeeze his erection through his pajama bottoms while sliding a slow finger across the head of his cock.

With him always wearing a T-shirt and pajama bottoms without underwear before stripping himself naked, he wanted to have sex with me as much as I wanted to have sex with him. Hard for him to hide his big, erect prick, I couldn't help but notice that he was always sexually excited whenever he was around me. He always had an erection, especially when he sat in the living room naked on those horribly hot days. He wanted me to see him naked as much as I wanted to see him naked and as much as I wanted him to see me without my clothes.

I couldn't wait for him to dick flash me again in the way that he had stripped himself naked from the heat. I'd love to watch him stroke his cock in front of me. I'd love to watch him cum all over his hand, his stomach, and his chest. Now that he started to walk around the apartment without his clothes whenever it was unbearably hot, I looked forward to seeing his naked, erect prick again. Yet, unable to take that next step, even though I yearned to have sex with him, the next step was up to him.

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Mother & Son have First Time Sex #2

Only, nothing happened until we both worked from home because of the COVID pandemic. Now, we are together seven-days a week and twenty-four hours a day. Instead of getting dressed every morning and having to rush to work and fighting the traffic, I lounged around the apartment in my nightgown without wearing panties. With him no longer having to get dressed, rush to work, and fight the traffic, he remained in his T-shirt and his pajama bottoms without underwear.

Whenever we sat in the living room opposite one another, wishing he'd move to his knees in front of me and finger my clit, I continued crossing and uncrossing my long, shapely legs while flashing him views of my naked pussy. I enjoyed flashing him my pussy as much as he enjoyed seeing my cunt and as much as I loved seeing his big dick.

Then, whenever I leaned over him to serve him coffee or food, I leaned lower and longer. I flashed him down nightgown views of my naked, double D, cup breasts and my erect nipples. While waiting for him to make his move, I wished he'd reach his horny hand down my open nightgown top and feel my breasts while fingering my nipples.

Returning the favor, while in the kitchen or in his bedroom, he stroked his cock to give himself an erection before entering the living room. Knowing that I was looking, able to throb and pulsate his erect cock at will, he deliberately allowed his erection to escape from my pajama pee hole. Pretending that he didn't know that he was exposed, with the head of his big dick mere inches from my mouth, he'd lean over me while serving me coffee.

In the way that he stared at me flashing him my naked pussy and my naked breasts while making my flashes appear unintentional, I stared at him deliberately flashing me his erect, naked prick. I only wished he'd put a gentle hand behind my red haired head, part my lips with his prick, and stick his cock in my mouth. If only he did, I'd suck his prick. I'd blow my son. I'd even allow Ryan to cum in my mouth.

Yet, we continued to unmercifully tease one another. We continued flashing one another. Only, this time, our flashes became more frequent as they became more creative. With us having plenty of free time to think about how we'd flash one another next, daring one another to do so, he gave me as much to masturbate over as I gave him.

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With me an exhibitionist slut, never have I flashed any man, including his father, more than I continued flashing my son while waiting for him to make the next move to sexually seduce me. I tried to think of new ways to expose myself to him without him thinking that I was deliberately flashing him. Not wanting to prematurely ruin things by showing my son the whore that I am, instead of deliberately flashing him, I made all of my flashes look accidental and unintentional.

I opened the refrigerator door without turning on the kitchen light. With him watching me from the living room, as if I stood in front of a TSA X-ray machine at the airport, I knew that he could clearly see through my sheer nightgown as if I was naked. When I leaned forward, with my breasts leaning forward with me, not only could he see the shape and the size of my huge, naked breasts but also, he could see my ass crack and the back of my pussy.

When I walked in front of the television and leaned forward to clean the screen, the light from the TV lit me up as if I faced oncoming headlights in the dark. I knew that he could clearly see through my nightgown as if I was naked. When I squatted down in front of him to pick something that had fallen on the carpet, I pulled my nightgown up to my crotch. Then, with my knees spread wide open, showing him a lot of glistening pink, I flashed him my wet, naked pussy.

Finally, when I opened the drapes in the living room and in his room, with the sun shining through my nightgown, again, I knew that he could see through my nightgown as if I was naked. Giving me more to masturbate over later, and while keeping my moral modesty intact, I loved flashing him all that he could see of me. It sexually aroused me when he not only looked at all that I showed, and all that he saw but also, when he stared. I loved flashing him as much as I loved him flashing me.

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Without neither of us crossing the line, we walked the line of incest while sticking in our toes to test the water. We continued sexually teasing one another. With him still not making his move to sexually seduce me, it was then that I started leaving my bedroom door ajar enough for him to watch me dressing and undressing from the darkened hall. No doubt, while he thought that I believed that he was still in bed sleeping, I heard him quietly leave his bedroom and stealthily sneak down the darkened hall to stand in front of my bedroom.

Able to feel his presence, knowing that he was there spying on me getting dressed, the first time that he watched me slowly and sexily remove my nightgown, I heard him stroking his cock to an erection. Never have I been as sexually aroused for my son to see me naked as I was then. Ryan masturbated himself over seeing me without my clothes. As far as I'm aware, that was the first time that he saw me naked.

He made me so wet to know that he was spying on me. I wished he'd barge in my bedroom, push me back on my bed, and take me. He made my nipples as hard as they were erect to know that he jerked off over me after seeing me without my nightgown. While wishing that I was a fly on his bedroom wall, I'd love to watch him masturbate himself. I'd love to watch him cum.

While aware that he still stood in the darkened hall watching me, teasing him, I took my sweet time walking around my bedroom naked while gathering my clothes after having removed my nightgown. As if he was my boyfriend, my husband, or my lover instead of my son, I continued to allow him to see me naked. Giving him plenty to masturbate over, he saw my big, naked breasts, my red, trimmed pussy, and my shapely, naked ass.

Even after exposing my naked body to him, I continued waiting for him to do something, anything to seduce me. Continuing to sexually tease him by constantly flashing him, he saw me topless while sitting at my dressing table brushing my long, red, beautiful hair. Again, he saw me naked when I stood in front of my full-length mirror checking my breasts for lumps while pretending that I was unaware that he was still standing in the hall staring while stroking himself.

'What is he waiting for,' I thought? 'Do something. Touch me. Feel me. Stick your prick in my mouth and I'll blow you. I'll suck your cock and will even allow you to cum in my mouth,' I thought.

Psychically daring him to have sex with me, I wanted and needed to have sex with him.

'Take me. I want to be taken. Trust me. You won't have to force me to have sex with you. Don't you know that women love to be taken by a man? Push me back on my bed and fuck me. Fuck your mother, Ryan.'

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Not having to look to know that he was still there spying on me from the hall, he continued watching me dress. Then, later that day, returning the favor of my nudity with his nudity by dick flashing me, no doubt, he stroked his prick to a big erection before coming out of the bathroom just wearing a towel. He rushed into the living room as if he had something important to tell me. Then, with his arms in the air while talking, and after taking a big breath, his towel fell to his feet.

In the way that I was naked in front of him while he watched me remove my nightgown from the hall, Ryan was naked in front of me when he deliberately dropped his towel. Daring myself to lean forward from my seat on the couch, I wanted to take him in my hand to stroke him. I wanted to take him in my mouth to suck him. I wanted to blow my son. I needed him to cum in my mouth. Yet, as if I had a restraining order against me, all that I could do was stare.

My first time seeing his big dick close up, unashamed, and unembarrassed, Ryan stood before me naked with a huge erection. That was the first time that he stood in front of me while naked. I not only looked at his naked erect prick but also, in the way that he stared at my naked breasts, my naked ass, and my naked pussy, I stared at his big dick. Certain that he did, I wondered if he deliberately dropped his towel or if his towel accidentally fell.

Having a hard time controlling myself, my need to have sex with him was overwhelming. I wanted to take his cock in my hand, wrap my fingers around his prick and stroke him before taking him in my mouth to suck him. Even though I prefer being fucked than to suck, I wanted to move to my knees from the couch and blow my son.

Having lost all of my senses after seeing his big, naked, erect prick, I wanted to stare up at him while stroking and sucking him. I wanted him to cum in my mouth. I wanted to taste him. I wanted to swallow him.

I not only wanted him to cum in my mouth but also, I wanted him to cum all over my face, in my hair, and across my nightgown clad breasts. I wanted him to give me a cum bath. He took his time covering himself, with his knees spread wide open and his big, dangling testicles in plain sight, I watched him squat down to retrieve his towel.

"Sorry, Mom," he said lying while feigning his embarrassment. "That was embarrassing," he said while lying again.

I laughed.

"Don't be embarrassed, Ryan. I looked away. I didn't see anything," I said, returning his lie with my lie. "You modesty is safe with me."

Something that I'll be masturbating over later, I enjoyed seeing his erect, naked prick as much as he was sexually excited to show me his hard, naked cock. I only wished that I could play with myself in front of him. I wished he'd jerk off in front of me. I'd love him to rub my clit and finger fuck my pussy as much as I love to stroke and suck his big dick.

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I watched him struggle to tie his towel before he looked up at me to ask for my help.

"Would you show me how to tie my towel so that it doesn't fall," he asked? "Your towels never fall," he asked?

I smiled at him while continuing to watch him struggle to retie his towel.

"Step closer and I'll show you," I said.

With the hem of my nightgown up to my crotch and my knees spread wide open, I gave him the best up nightgown peek of my glistening pink, naked pussy. Then, with me leaning forward, I gave him a great down nightgown view of my big, shapely breasts and hard, erect, pink nipples. Instead of looking away in shame and embarrassment, he stared at all that I was showing and all that he was seeing. In the way that he'll be jerking off over me later, I'll be playing with my pussy later, too.

Daring myself to do so, I returned the favor of his voyeurism with my voyeurism. Surprising him as much as I sexually excited him and aroused myself, while holding the edge of his bath towel with both hands, instead of just tying, I opened his towel wide to retie it. I stared at his naked prick in the way that he stared at my naked pussy and my naked breasts.

After he deliberately dropped his towel, with the both of us upping the flashing stakes, I returned the favor of him flashing me his big dick to me with me flashing him my naked breasts. I started leaving the bathroom door open enough to let out the steam. Enjoying the view, he'd stand in the bathroom doorway while talking to me. With my arms raised over my head while holding my hair dryer, I deliberately allowed my towel to slowly fall from my breasts to my waist to show him my naked breasts and my erect nipples in the mirror.

Yet, nothing more than exhibitionism and voyeurism, it took years more before we stopped teasing one another by flashing one another, and finally had mother and son incestuous sex. A long time of horniness and sexual frustration, a big step to take when crossing the forbidden line of incest, I didn't have sex with my son until he turned 28-years-old. After having sexually teased one another by flashing one another for ten long, sexually frustrating years, having sex with my son was my belated birthday gift to him.