AUA: Just panties
From Create Your Own Story
"I want you to take off your jeans, mom." you answer, drawing a breathy huff from her lips, "And leave your top and bra off."
She groans submissively as she's denied her top - no doubt it was her last hope of quashing the strange feelings your lewd stare evokes in her. The fact that she'd have her tits out for you all night seems to take her over a little, her hands lifting to absently stroke her swollen M-cup mounds as she rises from her chair. "Mmh~... You really like my tits, don't you sweetie?" she teases, and you witness just how flushed she's become all over as she turns her back to you and peels her tight jeans down over the swells of her curvy ass.
"Yeah!" you answer enthusiastically, "You're so hot, mom." She seems to visibly tingle at the sound of your words, giving her panty-clad ass a seductive shake as she lowers her jeans to the floor. Once this is done she turns to face you, approaching you with a slutty strut that causes her tits to jiggle as she hooks one index finger in her mouth. The resulting intensity of your stare seems to overpower her again, her seductiveness wavering as she starts turning into a quivering mess again.
"H-Hey buddy... Can we go to your room and look at some of those g-girls you want to make me like...?" she asks in a needy pant, "M-Mommy wants to know what she can do to make you like her even more..." It's difficult to see the shame beneath it all based on how aroused she currently is... But even you can sense the hesitant glimmer in her eye, as if part of her knows and is terrified that it might lead to more.
"Sure, mom! Let's go." you say, taking her hand - and once again she reacts as if jolted by electricity, a fresh blush coming to her cheeks as she allows you to lead her upstairs. Once inside your room you lead her over to the bed, giving her room to scootch over before you seat yourself against the headboard next to her. You reach under the bed to grab your laptop, only the soft, rapid breathing of your mother accompanying your keystrokes as you log in and search up an example video.
"D-Do you ever think of me when you're looking at porn?" she asks in a small voice, as if partly dreading the answer.
"All the time." you answer honestly, your mom's breath catching in her throat and her eyelids fluttering for a moment after upon hearing this - was that a mini-climax? You pull your attention away from her to start the video, and within a moment you're absorbed in your favourite porn video with your mother looking on at your side.
"She's so young... She's beautiful." murmurs your mother almost jealously as the blonde appears on-screen; her body type is almost identical to your mother's after the surgery, though you'd pushed your mother into getting even larger fakes. The girl is tanned a rich brown colour, though the stark white of her bikini line shows clearly enough that she's just a basic bitch who'd been out to the tanning salon. Her face is totally manufactured; fake eyelashes, gobs of eyeshadow, and fat, surgically-enhanced lips. Her slutty, tanned body is highlighted with flashes of pink; a pink tongue stud, pink belly-button stud, pink earrings... Pink lips and pink toenails. And she's hardly on-screen for a second before a man comes in from the side and and forces her to her knees before proceeding to violently fuck her mouth, her mascara starting to run almost instantly...
Your mother utters a quiet gasp at the sight of how brutal the video is, but you can tell she's excited. She starts huffing - nonverbally pleading for your attention, hoping you'll look at her and make her skin burn until she cimaxes again. But you're entranced by the blonde slut on-screen... And soon your jealous mother's hand has reached into your pants and started roughly kneading the bulge in your underwear as you continue to watch.
"Y-You want mommy to be like this slut for you, baby?" she gasps, kneading more lovingly as you utter a breathless "yes", "Should m-mommy go get her lips done for you tomorrow, sweetie?" You can tell how turned-on she is by the way her body trembles next to you, and how irregulary her soft hand is squeezing your junk. You nod.
"Mmahh~... Don't worry baby..." she coos as she begins to stroke your hardening shaft through your underwear, "M-Mommy will get a tan for you, she'll get p-pierced for you, she'll s-suck your d-d-daaAAaaHH~!!!" Her body rumbles savagely as her frame is wracked by a powerful orgasm, the sounds of her wet femcum splashing against your sheets sending you over the edge. Her rapid stroking causes you to spunk in your underwear, her palms and fingertips saturated with the wetness of your orgasm as you two climax together.
As you both sit back, breathless, your mother lifts her hand from your groin as if in a trance. "What have I done...?" she asks vacantly, looking at the moisture on her hand, "I made my own son cum... M-My own son..."
You cuddle up to her. "It's okay, mom... I love you." She casts you a weak smile, but you can tell that she's come to her senses - and that she'd never thought things would go this far.
"Let's go to sleep, honey." she answers wearily, kissing your forehead, "We'll talk about this in the morning." With that she turns over, facing away from you, leaving you to turn off the light and do the same.
...Though as you hear her breathing become quieter, you start to wonder if you shouldn't try something while she sleeps?
