Family Movie Day 2 Mom by Gordietown
Indulge in the tantalizing sequel to “Family Movie Day” with “Mom” by Gordietown. Join the characters as they navigate their desires and fantasies in an adventurous tale filled with steamy encounters and unexpected twists. Experience the thrill of passion and the allure of forbidden moments in this captivating adult erotic story. Dive in and let your imagination run wild!
A sexually frustrated mother seduces, and then has sex with son in a movie theater. , Family Movie Day, Grab-Ass with Mom
‘Mom’, is a parallel companion to ‘Family Movie Day’ that can be read on its own.
Disclaimer:
This is a work of fiction, and all names, characters, places, and incidents either are the products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. No characters are under the age of 18.
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My son Cody was the perfect choice. Our relationship had been changing, evolving for some time. I could see it in the way he looked at me, the longing, and lust in his eyes. He saw me more as an object of desire than his mother. That attraction aroused me, and I was more than willing to exploit it.
I was a mother, and a wife, but what really defined me was my deviant sexual desires. Maybe I had a problem, maybe I was addicted, but I didn’t care because it didn’t seem like a problem. I’d always been that way, for as long as I could remember I was obsessed with dirty sex, it filled my thoughts, consumed my life. In a constant state of arousal, masturbated constantly, if I wasn’t fucking someone, I was fucking something. Not only did I have an insatiable hunger, I also had an appetite for the perverse and the kinky. I guess that’s why the taboo excited me.
Long before my son had ever turned a lustful eye towards me, I’d entertain some dark forbidden fantasies that I kept secret, buried somewhere deep, but when Cody began showing an open sexual interest, those dark fantasies began to surface. And I couldn’t help but wonder if it was a family trait.
Developing deviant tendencies at a very young age, I’d always been a freaky slut. And getting married and having kids didn’t change that. Over the years, Cody’s father, although a good provider, had become a distant, workaholic who’d lost all interest in sex. And truthfully, he never satisfied the pervert in me, and I’d been cheating on him long before we were married.
Although, cheating on my husband had lost its appeal. At first, sneaking around was exciting, addictive even, but it quickly became a pain in the ass. The who, what, when, and where, the logistics of it all could be a lot of work, and half the people I fucked just weren’t worth the hassle.
And even if the person was a half-decent fuck, most of them just didn’t know when it was over, time to let go and quit pestering me.
Plus, there was the risk. I truly didn’t want to ruin my marriage or tear apart my family. I wasn’t looking to replace my husband, I just want to have a little fun and excitement, and hopefully get a good fuck out of it.
The random hookups and the sneaking around had become a big hassle and not worth the risk. So taking a break from the steady stream of random hookups, I decided to keep my activities close to home.
My toys alone had been great, for a while, but there was always something lacking. There was no excitement or risk. That’s when my thoughts turned to someone that was already showing a perverse interest in me, my handsome young, sexually maturing son Cody. And the more I thought about it, and I thought about it a lot, the more I realized that Cody was perfect. Not only was he a handsome boy, with a tight, young lean athletic body, he was also very laid-back, easy-going, and fun-loving, just like me.
There’d be no pressure, no commitments, no drama. We’d just be fooling around, having some fun with each other like we always had, except taking it to a whole new level.
He’d always be my son, and I, his mother, that part of our relationship would never change. We were just going to add a whole new, fun, and exciting dimension to our relationship.
It would be easy and convenient, unlike cheating on my husband that could be a logistic pain in the ass, and often, not worth the risk. Living under the same roof, the risk would be minimal. With just a little caution and creativity, we’d have plenty of opportunities to fuck-around as much as we wanted.
The only drawback was his youth and inexperience. Oh, and the fact that he was my son, but none of that bothered me. I’d make sure he got lots of experience.
And, him being my son, well…
I didn’t care. I felt that mothers and sons have a unique, special kind of bond, one that could, and often did become sexual and that when the time was right, it was okay for a mother to develop a close physical relationship with her son. It was something that came naturally and happened all the time, most people just won’t admit it.
I saw nothing wrong with having a little sexy fun with my son. If Cody was willing, and I was pretty sure he was, judging by the way the boy looked at me, and the fact that he couldn’t keep his hands off of me, I knew that he was every bit as willing as I was.
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Laying the ground work for things to come, I’d been making suggestive comments, teasing, and flirting with Cody for quite awhile when one day I decided to take things a little further. In the mood to get Cody’s interest piqued and amuse myself up in the process, I slipped into a simple but sexy tight, tank-top dress, no bra or panties, just the form-fitting jersey dress over my naked body. Just strutting around nearly naked in the slutty dress turned me on.
Finding Cody in the living room playing his video game, I stood in front of him with my hands on my hips.
“I found this old dress in my drawer. I haven’t worn it in a long time. How does it look? Do you think I can still wear it?” I asked.
He immediately paused his game, put down the controller, and stared at me with his mouth hanging open. My large erect nipples were standing at attention, and I had my feet wide apart causing the dress to creep up my thighs nearly showing off my hairless pussy. He started at me like he was about to pounce. I loved his reaction, it aroused and encouraged me.
Shifting, I turned to the side so he could look at my big tits and ass from another angle, “hmmm, what you think? Is it too tight?” I asked, smoothing the dress over my ass.
“It looks good!” He said, looking me up and down.
He then did something I didn’t expect, he stood and approached me, never lifting his eyes from my big nipples straining against the fabric. Without a word, the boy stood in front of me, at eye level with my tits, mouth hanging open, staring hungrily.