Mother & Son: Dad's Away

[TheWanderer_222]

I never did notice how good looking mom was untill that one early staurday morning.
"Wake up honey. Your fathers gone for the weekend so we've got some cleaning to do."
My mom stood over me, blurred from my early morning vision. As the haze slowly cleared I relized, in slight surprise that mom was wearing naught but a teeshirt and panties. At the same time I relized, with a far large jolt that she was quite good looking, expecially for a woman her age. Even braless her breasts showed little or no sign of sagging, and her legs and stomach were nicely toned from daily exercise. Not to mention her face was owner of a timeless smile, with the only wrinkless being kind lines at the edges of her mouth. She was a shining brunet with deep hazel eyes.
I nodded absently my gaze slowly rolling over her body.
"Is something wrong honey?" She frowned lightly watching me.
I stared at her body for a moment longer, then I managed to tear my gaze away and to look quickly in to her deep eyes. "No, everythings fine mom. I'll be down in a minute."
She nodded, a slight smile coming to her mouth as she exited my room and headed off down the hall.

OOC: Ok this thread is open mainly for one other, to play the mother of course. Who ever wishes to fill that role please detail your char here, and your first post. If anybody sorely wishes to also join this thread, with a different character, please PM me and I'm sure we can work something out.

Name: Eric Garson
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Height: 6'0'' Even
Weight: 168ibs
Eyes: Deep blue
Hair: Light brown, short and messy.
Looks: Large fit, quite athletic. Strong jawline and quite handsome. Wears rather average clothes, the current style.
Personality: Unusually nervous around people, expecially females. Could be involved in sports but isn't, tends to keep to himself.

 

[TheWanderer_222]

*bump?*

 

[little_golden]

I always thought that Eric was a lazy boy. But he was handsome child and a spitting image of his real father. He wasn't at all like the weak willed wimp of a man who filled the role of his step father.

Eric will never know the truth.... But he looks so much like the man when I was but 16...... Sarah Garson thought as she tried to hustle her son out of bed.

Sarah was hurrying for Bill Garson had left for his accounting office and then off to a weekend business trip. He was a good man - but a lousy husband, a worse lover and a loser in life. She despised him for his weakness.

In her son Eric, she saw the real man that she had loved - Galvin and how she yearned for his touch and large penetraing cock.


Sarah hung over Eric as she pushed him to wake up and spoke sternly:

"Wake up honey. Your fathers gone for the weekend so we've got some cleaning to do."

Sarah felt guilty that it was a rouse. She had herself been up for hours, and had washed her brunette hair and brushed it perfectly so that it hung long and loose. Today she worse only light make-up to hide her 38 years of age. Her clock was ticking and she wanted to be fulfilled as a woman - again.

Dressed in a white t-shirt, her big breasts were curvy and her large pink nipples strained at the cotton fabric. The white thong panties, hinted at the dark tangle of pubic hair that it pressed against. A light musky smell fermented the room - as she felt a certain warm sensation flooding her body.

Sarah looked at Eric, he was handsome and well endowed for a young man.

The pleasure... I could him... and receive she thought to herself.

He's watching me... I see him... He's staring at my nipples Sarah told herself as she imagined a growing erection in her son's PJ's and at the same time felt a horny sensation.

Sarah whispered:

"Is something wrong honey?"

Relief flooded her mind as he spoke quietly and reflectively:

"No, everythings fine mom. I'll be down in a minute."

Sarah smiled. She had his attention. Maybe today would be the day. She'd have to trick him into it. Could she trick him into fucking her? He was a smart boy.... but with a cock like that it had a mind of its own.

Slowly she swayed her rear end - like candy to a child as she sauntered away down the hall and then downstairs.

"I've love to make you something to eat honey. You know how I like sausage... big sausage" Sarah teased.

"Mommy will take care of you..... you hurry and get out of bed ... we'd got things to do honey" she grinned as she continued her sauntering.....

Sarah reached the bottom of the stairs, not looking back, she slipped her fingers into her thong panties and started to touch her pussy. First, she just wanted to touch and toy with her clit...

Only for a minute... He'll be a minute... I have a minute Sarah convinced herself as her fingers touched and pleasured herself......

"Oooooooooo so good" she moaned softly....



Sarah Garson
Age 38
Occupation: Housewife
Hair: Brunette (long waist length)
Height: 5'4
Weight: 107 lbs
Breasts: 34D
Waist: 26
Hips: 33

Sarah was a teenage mother who never finished high school and worked in a number of bars and restaurant. Eventually, she met Bill Garson who took her in along with her infant son.

 

[TheWanderer_222]

OOC: I love the direction you've taken with Sarah Garson keep it comin'.

IC:

"Fuck."
My head fell back on to my pillow with a small thump. I lay staring at the ceiling for some time. I was mentally beating myself up for thinking of my own mother in that way. At the same time I was trying with all my effort not to think of my mother in that way. On the second note I failed miserably. A large tent quickly grew in my pants as I considered for a moment masturbating.

I almost jumped off the bed in my rush to banish all thoughts of my mother from my mind. I hurredly took off my PJ's off and replaced them with a teeshirt and slightly baggy blue jeans. My erection was still evident, even if less so. I waited a few moments for it to soften a bit more, when it had done so I took a deep breath and exited my room. What I saw brought my dick swiftly back to full attention.

My mother, Sarah Garson, was standing at the bottem of the stairs, one of her hands stuck under her her shirt and in to her crotch in an obvious action. If there were any doubts in my mind of what she was doing they were banished by the words I heard coming from her mouth.

"Oooooooooo so good" mom moaned softly

 

[little_golden]

Oh.... so wonderful.... delicious Sarah thought to herself as her fingers now roamed more freely across her pussy.

"I'm so hot..." Sarah grunted in a bare whisper as she couldn't resist slipping her right index finger into her hot wet honey hole.

Oh... so good.... so good Sarah assured herself.

"Yes.. yes.." Sarah moaned as he rocketed one finger back and forth forcing waves of pleasure through her body.

Unable to resist, she slipped a second finger into her hot pussy, and the pleasure multiplied as now she moaned louder with more ferocity.

"yes... yes...yes" whispered Sarah as she closed her eyes and continued her self pleasure.

Sarah wasn't sure how much time had passed, so she suddenly pulled out her fingers, adjusted her thong and hurried into the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Sarah was quick to make up for lost time as she cracked two eggs as she heated the frying pan. After scrambling in the fridge, she added four slices of Canadian bacon to the now sizzling pan. As it began to cook, she returned to the fridge and pulled out four fresh oranges.

"Honey... breakfast is on... do you want fresh......fresh squeezed orange juice?" Sarah called up from the kitchen.

Sarah giggled as she imagined squeezing her son's hot stick....

 

[TheWanderer_222]

I wanted to do or say something, anything. But I was utterly and totally mezmerized. I couldn't pull my eyes off of my mother. She stoof there her fingers sliding in and out of her slit. She moaned words every now and then, most of them inaudible. At one point know it was wrong to watch her like this, (though it felt so right) I attempted to call out, but my mouth had gone completely dry. Not a sound came out. Not even a croak. I continued to watch, after around five minutes she stopped, pulling her her hand abruptly away from her pussy. She q

 

[TheWanderer_222]

I wanted to do or say something, anything. But I was utterly and
totally mezmerized. I couldn't pull my eyes off of her. Mom stood there, her fingers sliding in and out of her wet hole. She moaned words every now and then, most of them inaudible. Oh my god, I didn't even knew mom did this. Well of course she does it, you do it don't you? But why would she be doing it right in the hallway? Unless something turned her on so bad that she had to right away. But what could've turned her on in my room? Unless..... I thought to myself.

I have to say something, it's not right. I shouldn't be seeing my mom like this. More importantly I shouldn't be getting hard from seeing my mom like this. I tried to call out to her, but my mouth had gone completely dry. Not a sound came out, not even a croak.

After a while she stopped suddenly, and pulled her hand abruptly away from her pussy. She quickly adjusted her thong and hurried down the stairs.

"Oh my god...." I whispered to myself as I slid down the wall. I glanced down at my crotch, yep my thoughts were correct, the biggest erection I had ever had. And that included the time that Casey Webber's bikini top had come off.

This isn't right. I told myself. She's my mom. Moms and sons are never supposed to think about each other in that way. But then that little voice, that I personally think comes from your genital areas, said. Yah, but obviously she was thinking about you in that way. Why else would she masturbate as soon as she was out of your room. Not to mention int he middle of the hallway. Oh, and don't forget the remark about the sausages. But I only pondered on the remarks of that voice for a few moments, then I banished it away with a million excuses why she would masturbate in the middle of the hallway. Non of them very believable in their own right.

After I gained my breath, and covered my erection up as best as I could I got up from my slumped position. Taking a few deep breaths I prepared to head down the stairs and come face to face with my masturbating mother. But before I could even take my first step her voice came wafting up to me.

"Honey... breakfast is on... do you want fresh......fresh squeezed orange juice?" Mom called up from the kitchen.

"S-Sure mom, fresh squeezed would be great." I called back down, my breath catching on the first word as I worried that she would know I had seen her, just from the sound of my voice.
As I walked down the stairs I wondered if I had imagined the suggestive tone in her words.

Entering the kitchen I couldn't help myself from staring at her pantless legs. So well shaped and smooth for a women of her age. Infact she was more fit then most the girls at my school. Not to mention her firm ass. I commented to myself Stop it! You can't think those things about your own mom! I screamed at myself in silence. Before my thoughts could wonder further I quickly took a seat at the table.

"Smells good mom. Is it bacon and eggs?" Maybe if I talk to her it'll remind me that she's my mother, and not just some brown haired goddess.

 

[little_golden]

Sarah hustled around the kitchen in her skimpy little outfit. The white thong panty accented her small tight ass, while the white bra did little to hide her ample breasts and big nipples that were pressing against the fabric. Quickly, using her left hand she pushed back a strand of her long brown hair.

Shit... my nipples.. they're just too big... why do I have such big nipples.... I wish they were smaller and cuter.... I bet the girls in his class have those small cute nipples... Me I have giant - oversensitive nipples.... Sarah thought as she hurried about the kitchen getting the food ready.

Her son's voice broke her thoughts as he called down:

"S-Sure mom, fresh squeezed would be great."

"Okay honey... Real fresh... just for you" Sarah giggled as she started to hand squeeze the orange juice with motherly love.

Just as she finished the OJ, she watched and smiled as her handsome son descended the stairs and walked into the kitchen.
Without thinking, she shifted her shoulders slightly, we sent her breasts jiggling and caused her to instively reposition her breasts in the cups to get a better more comfortable fit.

"Smells good mom. Is it bacon and eggs?" he spoke.

"Yeah honey.... your favorite right... A big strong boy likes you needs a full tummy.... You need your strength honey...." Sarah replied in her motherly voice.

"What are you smiling about?" Sarah laughed as she caught her son still smiling at her.

"I hope you aren't planning on heading off with the boys today. I need you around today to help with some chores around the place. You're dad's away I need a man around the house" Sarah explained in a motherly voice.

"After you eat, I want you to clean out the attic. I'll be working outside... When your done come and see me okay?" Sarah coached her son as if everything was normal.

He's hard as a rock... Sarah though as she checked out the bulge in her boy's pants.

After serving the food up to Eric, Sarah sauntered out of the kitchen and up to her room.

In her room, Sarah found a tiny pink bikini. The top was padded that would make her big breasts even bigger.

I bet he likes big boobs... Those boys are all pigs... He'll go crazy when he sees me Sarah grinned in the mirror as she pulled off the bra and slipped into the bikini top.

"You still got it babe!" Sarah reassured herself as she pulled off her thong panty and slipped on a little string bikini that rode up the crack of her ass.

"Oh ya... that'll melt him" Sarah whispered to herself as she started to reapply her make-up to make herself feel younger.

Satisfied with her results, Sarah bounded down the stairs, and out onto the back patio, where she lay on a towel beside the pool.....

Turning her head slightly and looking upwards, she knew that Eric would have the perfect hiding spot to watch her as she sun bathed.

Maybe he'll complain I'm not working..... I hope so... He can catch me naked or... he can just enjoy the show and work himself up Sarah thought and smiled in bitchy delight.

Looking to her left, she could see her neighbor's window and the sudden movement of the curtain.

Is old Mr. Smith watching again? Sarah wondered.

Tempted, Sarah decided it was time to slip off her top.... her big boobs bounced free......