Date: Tue, 25 Jun 2013 11:50:42 -0700 From: A M Subject: First with Mom First Time with Mom By Apple About 1,000 words Brad got home and wanted to take a shower to wash off some of the dust from the day's work. He was nineteen years old and working to save money for college, driving a delivery van. When he opened the bathroom door he heard the sound of the shower already running, but it almost immediately shut off. "Who's there?" he heard his mother's voice say. "It's okay, Mom," he said. "I can wait." He turned to go but heard the shower curtain rings sliding open. He looked at the shower and saw his mother stepping out with a towel draped around her. "Go ahead," she said. "I was finished anyway." Leaving the door open, Brad stepped into the steamy room. His mother took the shower cap off her head and her hair flowed down across her shoulders in long brown waves. She tucked a corner of the towel between her breasts to hold it in place and turned to the mirror. Brad looked at her smooth legs and bare arms. He thought she was really pretty and had always liked to look at her when she wore bathing suits or the occasional mini skirt. She wiped the fog from the mirror and smiled at his reflection. "Go ahead, honey. Don't mind me. I'll just be a minute." He was getting excited being in this small room with her, standing so close he could feel her body heat through the towel around her. His dick was starting to get hard, and he thought if he took off his pants she'd be able to see his hard-on. But she was still smiling as he stripped off his T-shirt, so he unbuckled his pants and let them fall to the floor. Sure enough, his cock was making a tent in his underwear, with his mother standing nearly naked just a couple of feet away from him. He turned the water back on, put his hand under it to get the temperature right, and with a shrug, dropped his shorts and stepped in. As the warm water cascaded over him, Brad soaped himself up, rinsed off, and found that his erection had gone down. However, erotic thoughts of his mother were still tumbling through his mind as he stepped out of the shower and toweled himself off. He heard the door open and looked over to see his mother walking back in, the towel still wrapped around her. She was looking right at his dick, and he looked down at it too. It wasn't hard now, but he didn't know what to expect next. "Uh, Mom, what are you doing?" he stammered. "Just putting this towel back," she said and untucked the corner that was holding it in place around her. She had nothing on under the towel. Brad stared at his mother standing there naked in front of him. She was slim and short, only around five foot two and a hundred and ten pounds. Her hair was soft and wavy around her shoulders, and her hazel eyes were twinkling as she casually hung up the wet towel she had been wearing. Her ass was round and firm and her legs shapely and smooth. Her waist was narrow and her back looked soft and seductive. When she turned around again, Brad could see her small breasts high on her chest, with the nipples standing out a dark strawberry color against her creamy flesh. She took a couple of steps toward her son. "Do you like what you see?" she asked. "Yes, you're beautiful, Mom." "You don't look so bad yourself," she said, looking straight at his crotch. Brad was in pretty good shape from playing basketball and swimming regularly, and at six foot one, he was almost a foot taller than his mother. His stomach was hard and flat, but his dick was starting to get hard and big. She reached a hand to touch him and he was instantly at full erection. "What are you doing, Mom?" he asked, his voice full of wonder. "Can't you tell, darling? I'm seducing you." "Oh," he said, his voice small in the stillness of the tiny room. "I've wanted to for a long time, and I've seen you looking at me at the beach. And I've seen you in your room at night." "You mean," Brad said, thinking of his nightly jacking off. "I love it when I watch you play with yourself," she said, "and I thought maybe you'd like to play with me." Brad had often fantasized about fucking his mother, and he couldn't believe it was about to come true. He put his arms around her and felt her soft breasts pressing into his chest. She turned her face up to his and opened her full red lips. He bent and kissed her, his tongue swirling together with hers as his cock throbbed against her belly. They were both panting for breath as the kiss ended, and Brad was so excited he thought if he just touched himself he'd cum instantly. But his mother had other ideas. "Mmmm, this feels good," she said, wrapping her fingers around his rock hard cock. "I bet it tastes good, too." With that she got down on her knees on top of her towel and ran her hands down her son's waist. Her fingers left hot trails and sent shivers racing through his body. His cock was pressed against her cheek and her hands were squeezing his ass cheeks. He looked down at her, at her cute little tits bobbing around his knees, at her shiny hair flowing over her shoulders, and at her red lips poised to take him into her mouth. She looked up at him with lust in her eyes. "I'm ready to eat you now, baby," she said. Brad's cock was quivering as his mother flicked her tongue against his slit, and when she gulped his head into her mouth, he thought he'd explode. It was so sexy, so fucking hot to see and feel his mother sucking his cock, just like a hot little slut. He felt his balls begin to tingle as she worked her mouth up and down on him, firing all his pleasure sensors. She wrapped her fingers around the base of his cock and started jacking him off into his mouth, and that was just too much for Brad as he emptied his load deep into his mother's mouth, watching her suck him dry. A few drops dribbled out the corners of her mouth and she wiped them up with a finger and stuck that into her mouth to savor every bit of the taste of her hot young son. Just as Brad's knees were shaking with the end of his orgasm, he saw his mother turn her head toward the door. "Okay, dear," she said. "It's your turn now." She kept her hand on her son's cock as he followed her gaze to see his father walking in the room wearing only his underwear, but with a hard-on bulging inside them. Brad wondered what he was in store for next.