Literotic asexstories – Dirty Mom, Dirty Sis by James_Steele,James_Steele
Elaine had no reference for what she was going through as she sat behind the wheel of her SUV. Matt, her son, was waiting for her to drive away. He was disheveled and sweaty, but no matter how much he smelled like a boys’ locker room, his mother couldn’t deny how insanely cute he was in any condition. His T shirt was damp and his bare legs looked slender but so toned in the shorts he’d put on for soccer practice. She’d always been aware of how the girls in his class and even the mothers of his friends could see how cute he was, but Elaine was his mother and now she found herself trying to act like nothing was wrong while her pussy flushed hot and wet just being next to him.
The divorced mother of two had no idea where this was coming from. It happened the first time a couple of weeks earlier when Matt came into the kitchen simply to dry dishes after she washed them. He’d been standing close while they made some small talk. That’s all it was. Just simple, everyday mom and son stuff, when Elaine felt her pussy suddenly flush hot and wet and she found herself looking at the side of Matt’s face and wondering what his lips would feel like pursed around her throbbing clit.
The voluptuous, blonde thirty-six year old ended up fingering her aroused pussy twice before being able to fall asleep that night. By morning, she tried to put the incident as far out of her mind as she could, but her body’s response to her son was out of her control and it kept happening again and again. She had no idea what was happening to her. She hadn’t felt herself get wet just being near someone in a very long time.
Matt was twenty now, and fortunately, he had no idea of the turmoil he was causing his mom. Elaine passed it off as a simple, chemical reaction to male pheromones, but that didn’t explain why she found herself imaging his lips on her pussy while simply watching him talk. Or times like now, when he was wearing his soccer shorts and she followed the taper of his slender, muscled thighs up to his crotch.
Matt had always been special to his mother, but not in a way that explained the dripping heat in her slit whenever he was close. Sure, he was turning into a wonderful, gorgeous young man, but he was her son. She was supposed to have a genetically wired filter to make her immune to his erotic appeal. Maybe she was just the victim of faulty wiring. Or maybe she’d just gone without sex for far too long. But if that were the case, why didn’t she get this unmentionable reaction when she was around anyone else?
“How was practice?” she asked, stalling to give herself another chance to look at his sinewy thighs and nicely packed crotch.
“Okay,” he shrugged. “We’ll probably lose on Sunday, though. Our defense just isn’t strong enough.”
Matt played soccer for a small, private college not far from where they lived. On Sunday, their team would play against a bigger school.
“I know you’ll do your best, baby.”
Matt looked at her and smiled. His eyes were glowing but surprised. His mother never called him baby. Honey or Sweetie were her usual terms when she didn’t use his name. ‘Baby’ had just slipped out and she was surprised to see how much he seemed to like it. He then did something that made the broiling heat in her pussy worse. His eyes made an obvious sweep down her neck to the exposed cleavage of her lush, double D tits. She was wearing a light weight sundress that showed off her melons beautifully without looking too scandalous. The hem was loose and not too short, but in the car it rode higher on her legs.
Elaine carried a bit more weight than she had in her teens and twenties, but it packed itself quite nicely around her ass, thighs and tits. Combined with her pretty face and buttery blonde hair, she could’ve been a fertility goddess in an ancient myth. Her appeal to males had always been deep, which was how she ended up being the mother of a twenty year old at thirty-six. Her second child, Matt’s sister, was now eighteen and had a different father, making them half siblings.
Elaine had never been married to Matt’s father, but she had been married to his sister’s father for a couple of years. Both dads were always good about paying their child support, but neither of them stuck around to be part of their kids’ lives. That never bothered any of them, though. They had a close-knit family of three that was always happy and normal. Until recently. Elaine now felt like she was carrying a filthy secret inside. Something sordid and sinful: the lust of a hot, young mother for her sexy son.
Matt was blonde like his mother, with longish hair and a slender but athletically toned body. He’d always been the kind of boy mothers trusted around their daughters, so he always seemed to have female friends, making his mother wonder sometimes whether or not they were girlfriends. He did have girls in his room many times, but Elaine had never seen or heard anything out of order. She’d never walked in on him making out with a girl when they thought they had the house to themselves. Having his younger sister around the house probably kept him from taking too many chances with girls when they were at home.
Matt was a fiercely protective big brother, and he’d bloodied a few lips and noses when boys teased his sister about being chubby. As a result, Dani, as everyone called her, was enamored with him. And Matt was just as likely to take his little sister along when there was a group going out to a movie or party. Just as often, he was known to take his sister and groups of her friends out places before any of them could drive. Consequently, he was probably the only guy his age in their town that had been on mall shopping trips with groups of girls his sister’s age. Yet he never uttered a word of complaint. If anything, he seemed to like taking the girls around, and his mother was proud of what a model big brother he was.
Dani didn’t look much like her mother or brother, favoring her father’s darker haired looks. She was a beautiful girl, but not in the more obvious way her mother was. She did have a pretty, pixie-ish face, with long, medium brown hair and a body that remained on the chubby side no matter what she tried. She had thick legs and ass, with dainty B cup titties that were pert and shapely, but what she thought were too small for her body. There was a slight taper to her waist, giving an hourglass effect, but she still had a few tummy rolls that bothered her.
Over these recent weeks when Elaine was having her unmentionable reactions to her son’s presence, she wondered a few times if his sister could have the same reaction. But she put the idea down as silly. Dani wasn’t a sexual creature like her mom. She didn’t have the same boldness or self-confidence when it came to males. Not that this had always worked in Elaine’s favor. She was, after all, the single mother of two kids with different fathers, neither of which she had a long term relationship with. Yet she wouldn’t change a thing. Matt and Dani were the best kids a mother could hope for.
But it wasn’t normal for Elaine to feel nervous or tongue-tied around a guy like she was that day in her SUV with Matt. She blushed when he took note of her calling him baby, and then felt her pussy heat up unbearably when he gazed at her half exposed tits like he didn’t care about getting caught. His eyes finally rose back to her face.
“I like making you proud, Mom,” he told her. “But that’s easier to do if we win.”
“Oh, ba …” she cut herself off before saying baby again. “Uh, Sweetie, I’m proud of you no matter what.”
“I know. I just like seeing the look on your face when we win.”
This was unexpected. She didn’t know he paid that much attention. Casting one more glance between her son’s thighs, Elaine started the engine and drove out of the parking lot. They made small talk on the way home but Elaine’s pussy was driving her crazy. She shouldn’t have waited so long to connect with one of her semi-regular male friends to get some cock. She was afraid the car would reek of wet pussy long before they got home.
Elaine tried to distract herself with a change of subject and told Matt she was glad Dani was going to the same college in the fall. As rough as high school had been on the girl, college could be worse and she was glad Matt would be close by to look after her.
“You’re such a good brother,” Elaine said. “She’s always been so shy and sensitive, and you’ve always taken such good care of her. I hope she won’t end up getting in the way of you meeting the right girl at school, though.”
But even as she heard the words coming out of her mouth, Elaine suddenly hated the idea of her son getting into a serious relationship that would take him away from her or Dani.
“That won’t happen, Mom,” the boy reassured her. “Dani’s way more important to me than any of the girls at school.” He paused a couple of seconds. “Just like you.”
Normally, Elaine only indulged thoughts of being her son’s woman for a few, brief moments at a time, but as she drove closer to home the idea stayed with her all the way.
At their modest house, Dani was in the living room watching TV when mother and son went in. She was dressed as usual for when it was just family at home, in a pair of light cotton shorts that barely covered the full, thick cheeks of her rounded ass and a low cut tank top with spaghetti straps. Without a bra, Dani’s pert, cupcake titties were nearly exposed. The girl wouldn’t dare wear anything that revealing outside the house, and her mother never said anything about her dressing that way in front of her brother. She thought her daughter should be proud of her beautiful body.
Sure, Dani was thick and curvy, but without tits that matched the rest, yet Elaine knew the girl was highly appealing to anyone who appreciated a girl with firm flesh on her bones. And there were times the girl’s mother envied her much smaller, perky tits. Elaine’s were so big and heavy it often felt like they were in the way. But the looks they drew from her son made her happy to have them even though she’d spotted him looking at his sister’s tits the same way just as often.
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