("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._ `6_ 6 ) `-. ( ).`-.__.`) (_Y_.)' ._ ) `._ `. ``-..-' _..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,' (((' (((-((('' (((( K R I S T E N' S C O L L E C T I O N _________________________________________ WARNING! This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age, PLEASE CLOSE THIS FILE NOW!!!! _________________________________________ Scroll down to view text -------------------------------------------------------- This work is copyrighted to the author © 2004. Please don't remove the author information or make any changes to this story. You may post freely to non-commercial "free" sites, or in the "free" area of commercial sites. Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- A Mother's Story by Dirty Jenny (address withheld) *** A mother enters into a relationship with her teenage son. (F/m-teen, ped, inc) *** 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 *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* 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. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Kristen's collection - Directory 30