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A Mother's Story
by Dirty Jenny (address withheld)
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A mother enters into a relationship with her teenage
son. (F/m-teen, ped, inc)
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I guess that it has been long enough now so I can
safely tell my story. Everyone is much older now and
the events occurred a long time ago, but I still
remember.
I was living in a small mill house with my 14 year old
son in South Carolina. Tim's dad had left some six
years before when our relationship soured. My husband
had never been particularly affectionate, and one day
he just announced that he wanted a divorce. He left
shortly afterwards and we had heard little from him
since.
The experience of our distant marriage left me confused
and insecure, feeling that it was my inadequacies that
had left my husband so unfulfilled. I always tried to
keep in shape by exercising and when I looked in the
mirror it seemed that I had an attractive appearance,
with moderately sized breasts and a firm round rump.
But inside, I knew that I wasn't good enough.
My son, Tim, had been the one bright spot in my life.
He had grown into a handsome young man, large for his
age at nearly six feet tall. He was developing taut
muscles and with his sandy brown hair, he looked quite
handsome. Like me, he had grown up somewhat insecure
and shy, with none of the bravado seen in other teenage
boys. I knew he would be a fine catch for some young
lady someday.
It was in this setting that I existed, working at my
office job, and busying myself with little activities
around the house. At night, when Tim was asleep, I
would often masturbate in my room, sometimes inserting
a dildo and imagining that I was a desirable woman to
some man. I was quite highly sexed and very lonely. At
35 years old, I felt that I had never really loved.
One day while cleaning up in Tim's room, I noticed
something sticking out from under the bed. Tim had not
gotten to the age where he insisted that his room be
totally private and I often straightened up for him in
there. This day I found a magazine, a Penthouse, tucked
under the bed. I began to thumb through it and quickly
realized that Tim had been masturbating while looking
at the pictures of the nude women.
An unexpected surge of arousal came over me as I
realized that I was not the only one in our house with
unfulfilled sexual needs. I found myself becoming very
excited as I pictured my son lying on his bed playing
with himself. Just then Tim returned home and I
hurriedly placed the magazine back and greeted him in
our small living room.
The rest of our evening was typical with us having
dinner, watching TV, and discussing our days. This
being a Friday night, we stayed up a little later. I
had a glass of wine as we relaxed in the living room
where we watched TV. I couldn't help looking at my son
in a different light, knowing what I did about him now.
Suddenly he seemed more grown up, more like a man to
me.
He was always quite affectionate to me, with plenty of
hugs and compliments, giving me the sense of closeness
that I had never found with his father. I began to get
sleepy and told Tim that I was going to turn in. As I
changed into my nightgown in my bedroom, I began to
become quite aroused. Standing nude in front of the
mirror, I began to finger my clit.
Suddenly, I knew I wanted to share some of my sexuality
with Tim. Nothing too much, of course, just something
to spice up my life and to make me feel more
attractive. I put on a short baby doll nightie that was
very sheer. It's transparency allowed a clear view of
my nipples and it barely came down over my bottom and
my pussy. Normally I would wear panties with it and
wouldn't come out of the bedroom without a robe over
it, but tonight was different.
I said something about forgetting to do something in
the kitchen and walked directly in front of Tim, still
sitting on the couch. I could feel his eyes on me as I
paraded through the room. On my way back, I paused to
give him a kiss, and when I leaned over I exposed my
entire breasts to him.
He appeared stunned as I strolled out of the room. I
was sure he had noticed. I went to my room and
immediately masturbated, having my biggest orgasm ever.
It was all I could do to not scream out loud. I was
thinking of Tim jacking off while thinking of me.
The next night brought a similar scenario as we both
relaxed around the TV after ordering a pizza. I again
had a glass of wine to relax me. I decided to take
things a little further with my exhibitionism this
night. Yawning, I stretched and said I was feeling
tired. I then went to my bedroom and put on the same
skimpy baby doll nightie.
After checking in the mirror to make sure I looked
sufficiently sexy, I walked back in to the living room
and casually sat back down on the couch. I could feel
Tim's gaze as I slid my legs up on the couch, exposing
part of my ass and pussy. Soon his excitement became
obvious as a bulge grew in his jeans. He began to get
up to excuse himself when I told him to wait.
"It's ok," I said. "Why don't you sit down and loosen
your pants a little. We don't need to be so formal."
Tim came and sat back down. "Here, let me help you with
that," I said, and unbuttoned his jeans. As I unzipped
his pants, his penis popped out, suddenly freed from
its restrictions. Pushing against his tightie-whities,
I could see that Tim was very excited, and very large.
I slid his pants down off his legs and we both sat
down. "Why Tim," I said, "I believe I have excited
you." He nodded silently. "Would you like to see me
without anything on?" Again, he nodded, gazing at my
body.
I had never felt so desirable in my life. I smiled and
stood in front of him, and slowly lifted the nightie
over my head. And then, there I was, totally nude in
front of my son. His penis threatened to rip through
his underwear. His eyes went over my whole body,
stopping to focus on my breasts and my pussy.
"Why don't you masturbate like when you look at the
magazines?" I suggested.
Slowly he began to take his underwear off. For the
first time, I could see his erect penis in all its
glory. It was at least 7 or 8 inches long and very
wide, with a tuft of hair at the base. His balls were
drawn up tight. I lay back on the couch and told him to
stand over me. I lifted my legs so he could see my
spread pussy and my little bottom hole.
He was standing beside me now as I lay back, looking up
to see his enormous cock and balls. He stroked himself
maybe twice and then a warm stream of cum shot over my
entire upper body, time and again spurting onto my
breasts, face, and hair. It was the biggest load I have
ever seen in my life. "I-I'm sorry," he stammered,
before I quickly assured him that I was very happy with
the events that had occurred.
Later that evening, I masturbated in front of Tim, even
bringing the dildo out of my room. Tim came several
more times as I gave him a handjob, and then later
sucked him until he came in my mouth. Even after his
third orgasm, he still filled my mouth with a sizable
load of cum.
I never let Tim fuck me, but we did everything else,
with him jacking off on my face, pussy, and butthole
while I laid in eager anticipation. I did let him
finger my pussy and butthole as I taught him how to eat
my pussy. He would often come home from dates as he got
older and be eager for relief. I was quick to
accommodate him by jacking and sucking him until he
shot off in my mouth or on my face.
Tim is happily married now and has even given me two
grandchildren. I am in a fulfilling relationship also,
so I no longer have any lonely nights. My relationship
with Tim gave me the confidence that I was indeed a
desirable woman. I look back on our time together
fondly.
END
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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a
fellow convict in their local prison system.
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