New Black Dress

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From the time my son, David, turned eighteen, I noticed that the way he looked at me held more depth than just that of a boy looking at his mother, especially when I was either in my bikini or walking around in the house in my bra and panties. It made me slightly nervous but I never said anything to his father for fear of coming across like a psychopath or an idiot. Teenage boys were driven by their hormones and not their intellect so I just assumed he was being a normal adolescent.

At 5’6″ and 125 pounds, I took excellent care of my body. Many men commented to my face about how beautiful my green eyes matched my red hair. Then, when my back was turned, they fantasized about my 42DD bust and my long legs ending at a tight, firm ass. I still drew the long, lusty looks from both men and boys. My husband didn’t mind because he had left me six years ago for a much younger woman. For about six months I was humiliated and tortured by why I failed to keep him. Finally, I woke up one morning and decided it was time to get on with my life, so I changed my hairstyle and bought an entire new wardrobe. Shopping always made me feel better.

Diet and exercise kept me looking pretty good even though I had just turned 38 today – my birthday. David had called earlier in the day from the university to tell me he would be getting home around three in the afternoon. He wanted to take me out on the town to celebrate and for me to dress for a “hot night on the town. ” Even though he was my son, I felt a tingle of anticipation that I had not felt in a long time. We had always been closer than most sons and mothers since there had been only the two of us for a long time. I often wondered if he had the same underlying sexual urges that I had suppressed for years.

I walked into Macy’s department store with a pretty good idea of how I wanted to dress for my “date” that night. I wanted David to be proud to be seen in the company of his mother, so I thought I would try to find something that would knock everyone’s socks off when they saw me. As I flipped through the racks of dresses, I stopped at a black number with spaghetti straps. Taking it to the dressing room, I also spotted a very sexy bra and panty combo that would go perfect under this dress.

In the dressing room, I tossed off my t-shirt and shorts and pulled on the dress. Since my bra would be in the way of the straps, I shucked it off and let my boobs swing free. Still firm and hardly any sag. I stood in front of the mirror and admired my body. Taking a nipple between my thumb and forefinger, I tweaked it until it stood straight up. I even felt a moistening of my pussy as I played with my tits. Breaking my reverie, I pulled on the black dress and turned sideways to see how I looked. I was hot, even if I had to say so myself. The dress clung to every curve of my body as if it were a second skin. My breasts were still full, firm and pendik escort had no sag.

“Hell,” I mumbled to myself, “I don’t even need to wear a bra…. or even panties for that matter. At my age, I should enjoy being sexy. “

Then I realized that I had been preparing for my birthday dinner as if I were going on a date with a man my age and NOT my son. I could feel the blush of my cheeks as I wondered what in the world got into me. I guess I had not been with a man in so long, I had forgotten that David was just my little boy. Although, at 6’5″ and 220 pounds, he was more of a man than most I knew of. His athleticism won him a scholarship on the basketball team. Combined with his long dark hair and green eyes, I had heard that he had also won him a large following of coeds dying to “jump his bones,” as his friends told me.

When I got home, David’s car was already parked next to the garage so I could park inside.

“David?” I asked as I went inside. There was no answer but I heard the shower upstairs, so I knew where he was.

I went up to my bedroom to hang up my new dress for tonight, stripped off my clothes, and stepped into a pair of cutoff jeans. Since I had been in the habit of going braless around the house, it never occurred to my to put one on so I slipped an old t-shirt on and tied the tail of the shirt into a knot exposing just an inch of my flat tummy. I heard the bathroom door open and listened to David hum a tune as he shaved. Thinking I would surprise him, I sneaked toward the bathroom door.

“Surprise!” I yelled, springing in front of the doorway. And we both were.

Startled, David wheeled around quickly toward me, unable to hide his nakedness fast enough. As an emergency room nurse, I had seen plenty of cocks in my time but very few to compare with what I had just seen. David’s body whirled around and his cock followed. It must have been at least 8 or 9 inches long in a “soft” condition, and it swung freely from one thigh to the other before David’s hand went down to cover himself.

“Sorry,” I gasped as I quickly ran downstairs to the kitchen. It had only been a split second, but that one glimpse was enough to arouse my much neglected pussy to a state of wetness. I was shocked that I had been turned on by seeing my own son’s cock.

“This is not right,” I thought to myself as my hand went inside my jeans. I inserted my finger into my pussy and rubbed my clit for a second before realizing that I was masturbating. I instantly pulled my hand out of my jeans and wiped my glistening finger on them. The smell of pussy juice permeated the room, and I hoped it would be gone before David came down to the kitchen.

Too late. He walked in wearing a pair of running shorts that did very little toward hiding his manhood. His eyes went from mine to my breasts where my large nipples were trying sefaköy escort to poke holes in my t-shirt.

“God, you look great, Mom. “

“So do y-y-you,” I stammered.

One barrier had been removed and we both knew it. I had seen his cock for the first time since he was a little boy. No longer was he little or a boy. We flew into each other’s arms and hugged for what seemed to be an eternity. Slowly, our eyes met and then he moved his head down to kiss me. I never even tried to resist. His mouth covered mine and his tongue worked its way between my lips. Gradually, I opened my mouth wider so our tongues could bathe in our mixing saliva. I could feel my skin growing hot and his cock pressing urgently against me as we ground our hips together. My breath started quickening and I could feel the juices from my pussy soaking the crotch of my shorts.

He pulled away abruptly.

“I’m sorry, Mom. I just got carried away for a moment. “

Without a word, I grabbed the back of his head and pulled his mouth to mine, as he responded to a kiss he could not resist

There was no turning back now. His hands were already groping my tits making my nipples tingle with lust. I reached down and gripped his massive erection trying to get my hand around it without success. He was huge and hard and horny as hell. I pulled downward on his shorts until they were around his ankles, and I dropped to my knees. With his big cock level with my eyes, I could not believe how large it was. I grabbed it with both my hands and guessed it must have been 11″ long and 5″ around. It wasn’t a cock… it was a weapon, and I could barely fit my mouth around the bulbous head.

“I will never be able to fit this inside me,” I thought as I licked pre-cum from the tip.

“OH, Jesus, oh God, oh God. “

David’s legs were quivering as I drooled and inched more and more of his cock into my mouth. I could feel his hands grip my hair as he rocked his hips back and forth pushing his cock deeper and deeper into my mouth until he hit the bottom of my throat. Saliva was dribbling down my chin onto my heaving breast as I tried to gasp for air.

“I’ve got to pull out, Mom. I’m gonna cum. Oh, God, I’m cumming!”

Before he could pull out, I grabbed his ass with both of my hands to keep him where he was. I wanted all of his cum. I got it all. The first blast hit my throat so hard I thought I would choke before I could swallow it. He kept shooting and I kept swallowing until some of hit filled my mouth and leaked past my lips onto my breasts.

Finally, his cock grew a bit limp and it slid from my lips when I started to stand up. Our lips locked into another passionate kiss and I wanted him to taste his own cum in his mother’s mouth. I was completely insane with lust and desire.

He jerked my shirt over my head and pulled my jeans to silivri escort the floor. He then picked me up and sat me on the kitchen counter where he kneeled and began to lap my soaking pussy like a dog. After about three licks across my bulging clit, the big one hit and I squirted pussy juice all over his face. There was so much pussy cum from my screaming orgasm, it literally pooled on the floor between us.

I pulled him up and he pressed his open mouth against mine.

“I want you to taste what I do, Mom. It’s delicious. “

He was hard as a rock again and I grabbed his cock in my right hand, guiding the purple head between the hot lips of my pussy. The head slipped in but stopped right there. He was too big for me, but I was not about to give up until I had every last inch of that log inside me.

“PUSH,” I screamed as I lifted my legs to his elbows. He raised my legs higher and farther apart so my pussy would spread enough to get more of his prick inside. Grunting, we both rotated our hips until inch by slippery inch, I had taken about 8″of him with another 3″ to go. Our bodies were glistening and dripping with sex sweat.

“Mom,” he gasped, “I can’t fit anymore inside. I don’t want to hurt you. “

“I… (grunt)… am… (wheeze)… not… about… (gasp)… to… give… up (grunt). “

I then locked my legs around his waist, put my arms around his neck, and thrust my body toward his muscular torso. He rocked backward slightly as I came off the kitchen counter, and I impaled myself fully on him.

“OHHHH, FUUUUUCCCCKKK,” I screamed as another orgasm shook my body to the core. The head of his cock banged against my womb and I thought it was going to hit the bottom of my stomach. I had never had so much meat in me like this. I could even feel the large, blood-filled vein along the top of his cock rubbing against my wet pussy walls. That set off another intense wave of multiple orgasms.

With his hands on my ass, we found our rhythm. I badly wanted him to cum inside me. As I bounced up and down on his throbbing rod, I could feel him building toward his orgasm. He seemed to swell even more and I rubbed my slippery tits against his panting chest.

“UUHHHH. Shit….. fuck… fuck…. fuck…. I’m… gonna…. cum, Mom. FUCK… HERE IT IS. “

I felt his first load splatter into my womb as he held me so tightly I thought he would break me in two. The intensity of my orgasm matched his as I howled like a banshee. Thrust after thrust and load after load filled me, running down my pussy, overflowing and slithering down between the my thighs onto the floor.

I could feel his cock begin to soften. Slowly, I lowered my shaking legs to the floor, careful not to slip in the sweat and cum at our feet. When he finally pulled his cock out, I could feel the head as it rubbed its way down the sides of my pussy. There was an audible, wet “plop” when he pulled out fully, dragging more of our mixed cum onto the floor and our feet.

As we both finally stood on the floor, he leaned down and whispered in my ear, “I still want to eat you, Mom. “

I knew then that wearing my new black dress would have to be another night.

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