“Come on mom we’re going to be late!” Dan was trying not to yell, but if they ran much later his reservations might be given away. After all, the good restaurants were always packed on Mother’s Day. “Mom, please...”
His words were cut short by the sight of his mother appearing from the top of the steps. A smile crossed Dan’s face seeing how lovely she looked. Just as beautiful as a mother could possibly look in her child’s eyes. This was one of the rare times Dan had seen his mother let down her gorgeous amber brown hair, though even the beauty of her hair couldn’t compare with her glowing green eyes. They sparkled like the brightest of emeralds, full of life, love, and internal youth.
On this occasion she had chosen to wear the same dress she had worn to Dan’s wedding some years back. He loved the way it looked on her, even if he did feel it was a little too revealing. It was virgin white with sparkling silk roses sewn deep into the fabric, causing it to shimmer in even the dimmest of lights. Taking her hand as she stepped onto the bottom stairs, Dan smiled, looking deep into her eyes, and placed a kiss upon her warm cheek.
“Mom you look so beautiful. You always have.” His words were warm, and caused Hellen to blush.
During the car trip to the restaurant Dan couldn’t help but to notice his mother’s great legs. She had always been a health fanatic, and the working out really showed in her long, shapely legs. He could see quite a bit of them as her dress ended fairly high above the knees. Hellen had long ago noticed his wandering eyes, but felt too embarrassed to say anything. In fact, she was getting fairly turned on with her own son checking her out.
Jake was 14 years old when he really started to discover his sexual interests. Jake was 5’8”, 140 pounds and the youngest of three children, the only son. His sisters had already gone away to college and Jake was alone at home with his 40-year-old divorcée mom, Debbie.
One day while mowing the lawn Jake saw Lori his neighbour laying in her backyard tanning. It didn’t matter that she was 38 years old, overweight and had large dimpled legs. What Jake saw was that her bathing suit top was unfastened and the sides of her large tits were visible. For the next three days Jake spent all his waking hours in the back yard waiting for Lori to sunbathe.
It was on Saturday afternoon when he saw her again. This time she was laying on her back, legs spread open and an abundance of curly hair was flowing outside of her bikini bottoms. Peeking out his bedroom window Jake pulled down his shorts and started stroking his rock hard cock. Suddenly his whole world was shattered when his mom walked unannounced into his room and saw what he was doing. She was shocked, both at his actions and the size of his big cock. She yelled at him to get away from the window and stop what he was doing. His once rock hard dick instantly shriveled and he almost fainted.
Pamela Travis focused on the pavement in front of her as she negotiated her Grand Cherokee down the forest road. The young mother had never driven this stretch of the county road before and its unfamiliarity worried her. Pamela glanced to her right and nervously smiled. Her fourteen-year old son Bobby slept peacefully in the front passenger seat, blissfully unaware of his mother’s worried thoughts.
Although it had been sunny and clear when the two left Kensington Corners for the surprise visit to her sister, Pamela had noticed the dark band of clouds in her rear view mirror shortly before she made the turn onto the forest road. She had hoped to cut some time off the trip to her younger sister Robin’s cabin by taking what appeared to be a shortcut on her map. But it was now clear to her that the forest road was too narrow to allow her to travel as fast as she had hoped. It looked like they would not make it to Robin’s until after dark. The silence in the Jeep made Pamela even more nervous. She glanced once again at her sleeping son and smiled. Pamela loved to dote on her boy. He was becoming a man, voice cracking and everything, he’s even a bit taller than herself and Pamela thought that this might be the last trip she would be able to take with him before he became more involved with his school friends and the inevitable distancing would begin. Pamela felt a pang of loneliness and realized that she wanted the company of her son.
It was a warm summer evening, and my mother and I were catching the last of the sun on the balcony of my apartment. The balcony was fairly narrow, and our sun beds were angled towards the sun, with me beside and slightly behind my mother, which gave me the opportunity to study her body without her being aware of my scrutiny. She was wearing a new two-piece yellow swimsuit — not exactly a bikini, but surprisingly revealing and very daring for my mother. The top consisted of two half-cups that supported rather than concealed her breasts, and the bottom rode low on her hips, affording me a view of much of her slightly-curved belly, and when seen from behind stretched alluringly over her bottom, barely covering her cheeks, and for a moment I felt my penis stiffen slightly before I remembered it was my mother I was looking at.