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Ted sat at the kitchen table watching his mom as she prepared dinner. She was dressed in a short skirt and white blouse. She wore no stockings or even shoes, padding around in the kitchen in her bare feet. His mom was relaxed chatting and cooking a simple meal for her and her son. Earlier that day Ted had gone to the bookstore where he had found a glory hole and had his cock sucked. It had been the best blow job he had ever had. Then he discovered that it had been his mother who had sucked and swallowed his hard cock. The neatly painted nails and small gold bracelet she was wearing were the same as the hand that had beckoned him to the hole in the wall. Ted had often masturbated using his mother as his fantasy woman. Either sniffing her dirty panties acquired out of her laundry basket while stroking his cock till he came. Or a pair of her panties from her panty drawer wrapped around his cock as he stroked. His imagination was replaying his most intimate fantasies as he watched her cook. But now she had unknowingly (at least he thought) sucked his cock until he had come. Nursing it till he had begun to soften. Watching her move about in the kitchen all he could think about was her sucking his cock again. He could always just continue to go to the bookstore but he really wanted more. He wanted to tell her how fantastic her mouth felt on his cock. He wanted to watch her as his cock slipped into her throat. He imagined her looking şişli escort bayan up into his eyes as she throated his big cock. He wanted to taste her pussy. He really wanted to fuck her! But the question was how? Ted shifted in his chair then arranged his pants for the umpteenth time making his hard-on more comfortable. His cock had been hard since his mom had come home. Just knowing that she had spent the afternoon sucking cocks including his was making Ted so horny his cock was hurting. Stacy noticed Ted fidgeting in his chair as he watched her prepare dinner. She moved around the kitchen, sometimes stopping and talking directly to her son, other times over her shoulder. He’s got a hard on! Stacy was embarrassed and curious at the same instant. Why would her nineteen year old son get a boner from watching his mother get dinner ready? Stacy continued to fuss around in the small kitchen stealing glances at her son. He’s got a nice size cock, she thought. His father’s cock looked the same when he was wearing jeans. In fact Ted’s cock seemed to be about the same size and shape. A memory suddenly came flooding into her mind. Oh my God! Her mind screamed. It was his cock that I sucked this afternoon. The cock that was so reminiscent of her late husband’s member. Stacy’s knees went a little weak at that realization. He must know that I sucked him off. But how could he? She turned to face her son looking directly mecidiyeköy escort bayan at his hard cock then quickly looking away. Stacy had sucked off her son. Her stomach fluttered, she felt ill, but she also felt her pussy get unexpectedly wet. Stacy finished making dinner, sitting down across from her son. The banter was casual but the sexual tension was palpable. Ted was thinking of scenario after scenario. He imagined that he was lustily fucking his mother while she lay naked on the kitchen table. Or her sucking him and all his friends’ cocks. He replayed every sex scene he had ever seen, heard or read all with his mother the center of attention. Stacy was trying to figure out away to seduce her son without scaring him off. She really wanted his cock, thinking since they shared a home together why not occasionally her bed? She could continue sucking cocks at the bookstore and have a hard cock waiting for her at home whenever she wanted it. No complicated dating rituals. No unrealistic expectations of her, or her of him, just sex. Stacy excused herself from the table to go to the restroom. Once in the bathroom she quickly removed her panties, squatted on the toilet and peed. She quickly cleaned herself. Leaving her panties on the floor she returned to the dinner table. She and her son chatted for a few more minutes when Stacy accidently knocked the pepper grinder off the table. Ted smiled at escort şişli his mother bending under the table to retrieve it. Stacy spread her knees as Ted’s head ducked under the table. The movement caught Ted’s eye and he looked towards it. Ted’s mouth dropped open as he saw his mother’s shaved pussy staring at him from across the table. He lingered for a long minute, his cock turning to steel. Suddenly his mother’s hand appeared and began to gently massage her pussy then her other hand, the one with the neatly painted nails and small gold bracelet, beckoned to him. Stacy spread her knees wider as her son disappeared under the table. She pulled her skirt up as she felt his hot breath on her bald wet pussy. Scooting her hips forward she felt her son’s shoulders pressing against her inner thighs. The sensation of a wet tongue running the length of her labia sent shivers running her through her. Stacy moaned when her son’s lips closed around her hardened clit. She ran her hands up the length of her body under her blouse. Stacy pushed her bra up and off her large tits. Cupping one in each hand she began to squeeze the soft round orbs her thumbs scraping over her hard nipples. Ted sucked gently on his mother’s clit, his fingers fumbling at his zipper. Releasing his cock he wrapped his hand around and began to masturbate. Stacy pushed the dinner table away from her looking down at her son. Ted had her clit sucked in to his mouth, his tongue tattooing across it. He brought his other hand up, slipping two fingers inside Stacy. She was so wet that there was no resistance to Ted’s fingers so he added a third. Stacy contracted her vaginal muscles down on Ted’s fingers, closing her eyes as her pussy began to throb.