Mom doiing anything for kids has a new meaning. by Marsha_Mom

I love being a mom and I would do anything for my kids. Luckily my husband has a good job, it means I can stay home and take care of my kids, but it keeps him at work long hours and weekends too. I have three children and would have had more if my husband was home long enough to make that happen. Brian my eighteen year old son is the joy of my world. I think I would do anything for him even fight off an alien attack. He is a good boy, tall and thin but filling out nicely. He has good manners and is always a gentleman. In a lot of ways he reminds me of an old fashion man, more worried about the lady than himself. My two daughters Corrine and Brianne are off in their own world and completely opposite of who I am. I am short and round and they are thin and tall. Neither has begun to get their womanly features, not expecting they would at eleven and nine, but it is easy to see they will be beautiful when they do start blooming. I really felt like I had the perfect world.Then one day, in a simple moment things started to change. I was home alone and decided a swim in the pool would be perfect. I didn’t expect anyone home until much later so why wet a bathing suit. I was floating in the pool enjoying a nice homemade lemonade thinking life is so good. Then something seemed to be off. I thought I saw someone peeking at me. I popped off my float and looked around but couldn’t see anyone. Disturbed from my peace I thought I better shower and begin planning for dinner. The pool water was warm as it usually is in the summer in Florida and so a cool shower felt perfect. But, for some reason it had me aching for some extra soaping on my boobs, I love it when they are touched. Getting out of the shower I again saw a shadow, this time in the mirror. When I finally focused I could tell it was Brian. I just stood there surprised. I felt silly leaving the door wide open and now the poor boy would be scared for life. But then I noticed the bulge in his trousers and my mood changed. Did he like what he saw in some way? He hadn’t noticed that I saw him in the mirror and he kept staring. So I went about drying off without letting on I knew he was there. Why make him feel bad, after all it was I who left everything open.
I slowly dried my legs thinking he must be getting an eye full as I bent in front of him. The thought of him seeing my ass and all got me really excited. I wondered what he must be thinking. Now when I said I would do anything for my children this was not something that I had in mind but all of a sudden it was on my mind in a big way. Judging from the bulge he was man enough. With my mind racing of thoughts of being my son’s sex object I slowly went about drying and applying lotion to my entire body, making sure he had a view of everything. As I turned to head toward him in the bedroom where I had my clothes I saw he was gone. Honestly, I was a little disappointed. I thought I could just walk in and present myself to his hard cock.

I began to get dressed noticing my panties I had taken off before swimming were missing. I put on clean clothes and thought I should drop by his room and see him to be sure he was ok. As I approached I heard him moaning and immediately knew what he must be doing. I felt a certain womanly pride. I slowly approached his door, cracked open slightly, and this time I peeked on him. I wish I could say my motherly instinct kicked in and seeing him jerking off with my soiled panties wrapped around his cock had me jump into parental action, but actually the opposite happened. I stood there mesmerized by how hard and big he was and how much he seemed to enjoy my panties. In almost an instant he was rewrapping his cock so that my panty crotch was over the slit and jet after jet of sperm pressed into my panties like a condom. I couldn’t believe how many times his cock jerked and squirted. He stopped holding it and just let it squirt on its own and even with the panties over the head I could still see his head swell up before squirting. I didn’t realized I had put my own hand inside my pants and was rubbing my thick pussy lips. His cumming surprised me into squeaking out a sound. Before he could look in my direction I disappeared back to the kitchen and pretended to be working on dinner.

I tried to distract myself from what I had just witnessed by peeling onions and cutting carrots for a stew but it was not working. At that moment Brian ran past and said, “hey mom, I am meeting Joey. I will be back soon.”

Now knowing I was alone I just had to get in my bed and make myself cum. I went to my room, this time I was sure to close and lock the door. I dropped my pants and panties when I noticed my old panties were back on top of the hamper. I couldn’t believe it, he just came in them and put them back. I picked them up still warm with his cum. I was acting out of a horny automatic trance. I brought the panties to my nose and inhaled his scent. It really turned me on. I stuck out my tongue and tasted his cream in the crotch and felt a shiver run through me as I did. Not really knowing why I stepped one leg in and then the other and pulled the panties up and tight, pressing the crotch into my already wet pussy lips. I thought wow look at the camel toe image, I never had one before but I thought Brian would be so proud. I laid in bed in just the panties and pressed between my lips, beginning a circular motion, the warm cream spreading up inside me. I thought for an instant his seed could impregnate me this way but forgot that thought when the pleasure began to build. I was ready for a cum, between the skinny dipping, the soapy boob play in the shower, Brian watching me naked and seeing him cum in my panties I knew I was going to be fast and big. And was it ever. I hardly ever make noise masturbating but I was screaming like a slut with a dick in every hole (and I still can’t believe that was an image in my head.)

I was sure I added lots more cum to the soaked panties and I just had to lay there regaining my breath. It was incredible to have our combined cream stuck to my pussy. I didn’t want to take them off. So I didn’t. I decided it would be better not to have on pants and pulled out a sundress. I hated putting on a bra but in this dress I would have looked like a horny slut for sure without one. When I could finally stand I went back to the kitchen and continued cooking.

It wasn’t long before Brian returned from his visit with Joey his friend. As I saw him it suddenly occurred to me that if he got a glance at my panties he would know that I knew. And for some reason I really felt like I wanted him to see them and know what he did it is ok. In fact more than ok, I really liked it.

He was chatting like himself, telling me what he had done during the day and I just tried to stay busy cooking. He was sitting in a chair at the table behind me and I was standing in front of the sink. I dropped the sponge on the floor and without thinking bent to pick it up. My dress must have raised higher than I planned because as I was bent he stopped talking. I felt the hardening cum stretch across my pussy lips and now asshole and could only imagine what I must look like from behind. When he didn’t say anything more I stood and turned to see him and was surprised again by the bulge in his pants. He had a knowing look in his eyes and I am sure he caught me staring. I was sure what I had done since he left was well known to his hormonal mind. But almost as if teasing me, he stood and said “well mom you better get back to what you were doing, I don’t want to be a distraction.” and he went off to his room. Somehow him telling me what to do felt exciting.
I felt so convicted of being a slut. What was I thinking? He is a total distraction. I was acting like a horny little teen who wanted to be naked with him and it was all I could think about. Except, I wondered where was my guilt, it all felt too good and too normal, mother – son.

I needed to know what he was doing and snuck off to his room. Peeking through the crack for the second time today there he was again, hard, pointing straight in the air his hand rubbing up and down. He had to be twice as long as his father and it looked like a piece of steal bouncing on his body. It took all my strength to not run in and jump on him, which somehow I felt he wanted me to do. This time when he squirted his sperm I saw the whole thing. It jumped high off his body shooting over his head on the pillow. His cock head swelling up with each squirt. I counted as he shot and there was twelve squirts of sperm. His new cum brought alive the cum in my panties and they were now soaked all over again. At that moment someone let the family dog inside and he went sniffing between my legs. I forgot about my smell and figured I better clean up. Everyone was coming home and I would have to try and act like a mother again. I was afraid it was going to be a long difficult evening in our family home.

The evening seemed a little charged for me. With the family around the dinner table Brian seemed his regular self. But every now and then he would give me a knowing look. I was still flying from what I had seen and done and running through a plan in my mind on how to show myself to him again.

After dinner everyone went their separate way, my husband had to go back to the office. When I was sure the girls had gone to bed I went in for another much needed shower. This time I left the door open on purpose. As before I left my dress, panties and bra on top of the hamper in my room and stepped in the master bath. As I turned on the shower I saw his shadow and knew he would be watching. I took my time behind the shower curtain trying to put on as much of a shadow show as possible, soaping and washing all those private areas much longer than I needed. I think I saw him step right into the bathroom but when I shut off the water and pulled back the curtain the room was empty.