All characters are purely fictional. All parties in the story are18 years or older.
I would like to greatly thank whoredinarygirl and kjplotts for taking the time to review my story
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As Logan spied into the sunlit room, he softly gasped. Standing inside was his attractive mother, Ava, bent forward, touching the floor with her hands and flaunting her firm, sexy ass to his young 18-year-old ogling eyes.
Oh my god...
Logan thought as her long, midnight hair swept across the floor while her glistening black yoga pants hugged her body so tightly the fabric creased into her ass cheeks, accentuating her wonderful bum and he couldn't resist the urge to rub his hardening dick against his jeans.
"Holy fuck..." he mumbled under a whispered breath, as his mother slowly went down on all fours and put her body into a cow pose - sinking her tummy to the floor as her chest and ass raised to the ceiling. Then, still on all fours, she lowered her chest and rear while arching her back.
For the first time, Logan's mind filled with unspeakable sexual desires as his mother went back and forth between the two positions, making it appear as if her round, sexy fanny was flirtatiously dancing just for him. Unable to control his building urge any longer, he cautiously went to unzip his pants in hopes of releasing his solid cock that was painfully confined.
However, as he shifted his weight, a board slowly squeaked, sending him scurrying off before his mother became aware of his presence.
Ava chuckled to herself. Unbeknownst to her son, she planned for him to see her and was watching him from a mirror as she flaunted her body. Her heartbeat raced as she dared to seductively toy with her son and felt her pussy suddenly moisten when he rubbed his hand over his groin. Then when she noticed him unzipping his pants, her eyes widened, she was not sure what she should do and was thankful when he dashed off.
Logan raced through the dining room and down the hallway of their ranch-style house just as Ava snuck her head around the corner in time to see him closing his door.
Ava heard Logan locking his door and the door that connected their shared bathroom and thought back to the conversation she had earlier with her friend over the phone.
"You know Marge I've been feeling so depressed. Chris hasn't touched me in months and hardly pays any attention to me anymore. I can't help but ask myself if this is how my marriage will be from now on."
"You know Ava, I felt that same way a while ago. That is until the day I caught Jacob watching me while I danced around washing the floor. I don't know why but it excited me knowing I was still able to draw an 18-year-old's eye. So since that day, I find myself making little flirtatious moves around him."
"Margery, you didn't! Not with your son?"
"Yes, I know it's hard to believe, but I just couldn't stop myself. Knowing that I was exciting him did something to me."
"Well, I don't know if I could do something like that with Logan. Besides, he's never made any attempt to check out his old mother before."
"Listen Ava... You're not old, and you won't know unless you try. And don't let it bother you that he's your son. It's just some harmless flirting to get your blood flowing again."
"I don't know Marge. I'll have to think it over. Thanks for the advice though."
"Okay dear, I'll call you tomorrow and see how you're doing."
"Okay, bye."
Logan crashed on his bed and sighed before closing his eyes and recapping his mother's sultry figure in his mind as she stretched and twisted her body. His hand reached into his jeans and clutched at his hard cock as her marvelous ass danced in his head.
Softly he murmured, "Oh fuck, you're so hot, Mom," and pulled down his pants. Grasping his steel pole, he jerked off to his mother's seductive image until he climaxed diligently, spraying his jism all over the place.
"Wow I came so hard," he said to himself as he rose up and cleaned himself off.
Meanwhile, Ava was pondering over how aroused her son got and it excited her in a way that she hasn't felt in a very long time. Sitting on her knees, she bit a nail and smiled as her other hand brush lightly across her moistening mound.
Oh my God, I'm getting so horny,
she thought and pressed her hand tight against her pussy, just as her cell phone rang.
Ava stood up and grabbed her phone she placed on an end table. Plopping on the sofa she said, "Hello."
"So how are you feeling today?"
"Oh, hi Margery. Well, I took your advice, and I have to admit that you were right."
"Oh... So you got your son's attention. Did he?"
"Sorry Marge I have to go. I hear Logan opening his door. I'll call you later."
"Um. Mom." Logan said as he glanced over his mother's sexy figure once more. "I'm going over to a friend's house for a couple of hours."
"Oh... I didn't hear you come home, honey. Did you finish your homework?"
Logan's mouth watered as he fixated on her lush breast pressing firmly into the skin-tight outfit and croaked, "Yeah. Sorry, I just hurried past you and did it."
"Okay, just don't be late for supper."
"I won't," Logan quickly replied, feeling his dick once again getting stiff and ran out the door.
Ava smirked as she admired her son from the window running down the street then she turned and headed to the bathroom.
Turning on the water, she undressed as the room filled with a warm mist. Ava then stepped into the hot shower and closed her eyes, letting the water cover all over her body while her mind reflected back to her son and how he responded to her seductive actions. Ava rested her back on the shower wall. Her right hand slowly dipped down to her pussy and lightly tickled it while her left hand softly caressed her hard nipples.
Her excitement grew as her mind pictured her young son's hand rubbing his stiff cock against his pants, and it caused her hand to quicken its pace across her folds. Her body trembled as her climax heightened. Her finger found her clit just as she pictured her son unzipping his trousers. She was just about to come when from the bedroom, she heard, "Honey, I'm home."
Ava stopped and opened her eyes and responded, "I'll be right out, dear."
Still horny she turned off the water and stepped out of the shower. Quickly drying herself off, she greeted her husband in their bedroom nude.
"Hey honey," she said as she wrapped her arms around his neck and pushed her naked body next to his.
"Hey, you're getting me wet," Chris said and pulled her off him.
"We can fix that," Ava replied and started to unbutton his shirt.
"What are you doing?" Chris said and grabbed her hands.
"Logan's over at his friends. I figured we could fool around," Ava said before kissing her husband's neck.
Chris grabbed her shoulders, pushed her back and said, "I don't think that's a good idea. I'm still stressed from work and also hungry."
Ava frowned and turned away saying, "I'll dress and make dinner then."
Logan knocked on his friend's door and gulped when his friend's mom answered, wearing a low-cut black tee shirt that pushed out her heavy breast.
"Is... Is Jacob here?" He said, fighting back the sudden urge to reach out and grab her tits in his hands.
Margery, Jacob's mother, chuckled, "Yes, Jacob's up in his room. Come in."
Logan stepped inside as Margery turned and yelled to her son. "Jacob. Logan's here."
Logan's eyes drifted down Margery's body, and his dick stiffened when he noticed her round, firm rear.
"I swear that boy is deaf sometimes," Margery said and went to the bottom of the step and yelled once more.
Without getting a reply Margery said, "Logan, just go up already."
