We all have fantasies, don't we. I think it's just our sexual nature and sometimes the confines of propriety cause our minds to wonder beyond what's acceptable. Oh, c'mon, admit it, you've had those forbidden, hot, erotic thoughts from time to time, haven't you? Sizzling, aren't they.
A bit about myself. My name's Janice and I'm 38 years old. I have streaked blond hair, blue eyes, and stand 5'8" tall (okay, okay, I supposed you'd call me a MILF). I married Todd six years ago (I was married and divorced some time ago).
Those forbidden fantasies? Well, Todd has a son Pete from his first marriage and he's 18 years old. He is adorable! I've been very much involved in Pete's life, taking him to his baseball games and other activities, and the other mothers liked to kid me about how, when Pete gets older, he's going to have to fight the girls off.
Pete has a delicious body, tossled blond hair, blue eyes, and a shy manner about him, not at all the cockiness you find in most 18 year old guys.
What's causing the fantasies in me is how Pete has been looking at me lately. I work out and have a firm body, and I suppose I dress just a little more provocatively than I should. I've caught Pete on several occassions looking at my ass, my breasts, and my jeans covered pussy. His eyes slide away quickly, but it always causes a jolt in my cunt!
At first I berated myself for my thoughts. Janice, I'd say to myself, what in the world are you thinking? But since it wasn't anything I'd act on, and it was so fucking hot, I let my mind consider possibilities. And I'd tease him just a little.
I'd wear tight jeans or little tight shorts, a shirt I'd tie up so he could see my taught stomach, and firm breasts. When I could, I'd bend over, so he could see more of my breasts or my firm ass. Such a rush for me!
One problem is that my husband Todd has lost some interest in sex, only wanting to fuck a couple of times a month, and that sure isn't enough for me. I've always been a minx, either fucking or making myself cum almost every day for as long as I can remember. And naughty masturbation too! I've cum in movie theaters watching shows with hot actors (just rubbing and teasing through my jeans), once on a long plane flight with a blanket over me (hand inside my slacks jacking my cunt), and once in a neighbor's hot tub, my pussy fucked by a powerful jet while the others were sitting a little distance away talking. God, those were huge orgasms.
And I have lots of toys, dildos, vibrators, and shoot, I've even cum with a nice sized cucumber. Yes, yes, I'm very sexual.
I continued my teasing of Pete. I've always been a touchy person, and I'd find reasons to run my hand up his arm or put my arm around him. I'd come up behind him and give him a little neck massage too. He felt so good under my hands. God!
I remember so well when I went over the line. My cunt gets wet just thinking about it (I may have to stop writing this to get a vibrator!).
Pete and I were sitting on the couch watching TV and Todd was in the other room talking on phone.
I was sitting kind of sideways with my legs on Pete's lap. The game was pretty boring but it was so relaxing there on the couch. I had had a glass of wine and savored the mellow feeling of the alcohol.
Ever so slowly I moved my feet. Pete continued to watch the game, but there was just a flicker of distraction on his face. What the heck, I thought to myself, I'm gonna tease him a little bit.
He was wearing gym shorts, loose at the legs, and a t-shirt. Slowly I kept my foot moving, just on his thighs. Kind of caressing. At one point he looked over at me and I kept my eyes on the TV. I didn't want to be too blatant about this.
