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MOTHERS & SONS
(By Eros)
Part 1.
Alison paused outside her son's bedroom, her beautiful face spreading
into an amused smile as she listened to the soft moans and rhythmic
creaking sounds emanating from the other side of the door. Her son Randy
was beating his meat again. Actually his full name was Randolph... after
his grandfather, but everyone called him Randy, much to Alison's
amusement. A fitting name for a sixteen-year-old who spent most of his
time alone with his cock in his hand, she thought with a smile. In the
year since her husband had died, she'd heard Randy jacking off with
greater and greater frequency. Now, dressed in a transparent, waist-length
negligee, Alison had decided to help her horny, frustrated young son
become a man.
It was perfectly natural, Alison thought, that her only son should
enjoy the intense pleasure of his very first fuck with his own mother. She
looked down at herself, admiring the extreme voluptuousness of her nearly
naked body, the size of her large, firm tits and the dense triangle of her
dark-brown pussy fur. Her figure was extremely curvaceous for a woman of
her petite build, with full, perfectly formed thighs and the kind of
plump, round ass that men always wanted to pat and pinch and stroke.
Her most impressive feature, Alison knew, was the size of her breasts.
She'd often caught Randy, or one of his young friends, admiring her big,
jiggling tits. It excited her to know that she could still turn on teenage
boys... especially her son. Alison often went around the house without a
bra, just to get a reaction. She invariably did. Right now, her tits were
completely visible through the transparent negligee. For the first time,
Randy would be able to see the stiff, crimson buds of her nipples.
Alison was hoping it would make her son so awfully horny, he'd want to
stick his hard young cock into her pussy rather than beat off alone all
the time. She saw nothing wrong in her desire to fuck her own son. In fact
she got extremely aroused at the thought of feeling Randy's lips sucking
her stiff nipples, his hands on her ass as he rammed his throbbing young
teenage cock in and out of her cunt. Why shouldn't she give him some
relief, when her son was obviously so horny? Sometimes she'd heard the bed
springs squeaking five times in a single night.
"Oh, Randy," Alison said, in a gentle voice. She knocked lightly. "It's
me. Do you mind if I come in and talk to you for a minute?"
"Uh... yeah, sure." Randy's voice sounded rushed, and Alison pictured
him hastily pulling the sheets over his naked body. "Come on in, Mom!"
Alison stepped into his bedroom, smiling lovingly at the tall, slender,
red-faced youth sitting up in bed, supported by pillows bunched between
his shoulders and the head board. He was dark, like her, and the lamp
shining on the nightstand showed the lean musculature of his bare torso.
The sheets were around his waist, and Alison felt her pussy begin to
moisten as she saw the tenting bulge of an obvious hard-on beneath the
covers.
"Wh-what'd you want to talk to me about, Mom?" Randy said nervously.
Alison crossed the room, her tits jiggling seductively as she took a
seat beside him on the bed. Randy's eyes bulged as he saw his mother's
transparent negligee.
"About what you were just doing, honey," Alison said gently. She smiled
at her son, dropping her hand to lightly stroke the downy fur that had
just begun sprouting on his chest. "You were jacking off when I knocked on
the door, weren't you?"
Randy's blush grew much deeper. "How'd you know?"
"The bed springs squeak, honey" Alison smiled, bouncing up and down
gently. "But I guess you were too engrossed in what you were doing to
notice, right?"
She moved her hand down, stroking his stomach.
"Honey, I've heard you jacking off an awful lot recently. Are you
really that horny?"
"I g...guess so Mom," Randy mumbled.
"Mmm. I hope it doesn't embarrass you, darling. It's natural for a boy
your age to get a lot of hard-ons. Tell me, have you fucked a girl yet?"
"No," Randy whispered.
"But you'd like to, wouldn't you, honey? That's what you think about
when you stroke your stiff cock, isn't it?"
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