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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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