Date: Tue, 25 Jun 2013 11:50:42 -0700
From: A M <applecs4u@outlook.com>
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.