I couldn’t help myself, I had to test the limits of our new relationship. After the waiter returned with our drinks and took our dinner order, I looked at my mom and told her she looked beautiful, asking her if she had really worn that dress just for me, because her breasts looked great? She assured me she had, asking me if I was okay with what we had done the night before. I told her I loved what we had done and I hoped that we could do it again. She told me we could.
“Great! Let’s do it right now.”
“What do you mean, sweetheart?” she asked me with a confused look on her face. I stared at her tits for a while before I told her to show them to me. I was about to ask her, but I decided to tell her. I didn’t want her to have a choice.
“Show me your tits.”
“Right here, right now? Are your serious?”
“Yeah. Show me your tits.” She reached up to grab the first strap of her dress, but looked at me hesitatingly. I looked around to make sure the waiter was not coming and looked back at her, nodding my head. She quickly pulled both her straps down and her tits came out. The same beautiful tits I had been sucking on and the same tits that she had wrapped around my cock were out, there in all their glory just for me.
“Is this what you wanted, baby. You wanted to see mommy’s big tits?” She left her breasts out for maybe 10 seconds, but for me it felt like an hour. She quickly pulled up her straps and we made a toast to her tits before she took a sip and started laughing. This was about the same time the waiter delivered our food. She just could not stop laughing.
“Do you think he saw anything? Oh my god, David. You’re going ot get me in trouble. Look at the things you make me do.” We focused on our dinner, which was delicious. The additional glasses of wine helped us enjoy the evening. We passed on the offer for dessert and were soon on our way home. I could tell mom was horny with her hands on my lap as I drove, asking me again if I enjoyed last night. I could only nod as I did my best to concentrate on the road.
“Baby, do you enjoy sucking on my breasts? Does it really help you relax when you suck on mommy’s breasts?”
“Yeah, I do.”
“You make me feel so special, baby. It makes me feel special when you suck on them. ” When she used the word ‘special’, I needed clarification. We had already come this far and she had her hand on my lap, I just wanted her to be clear on what she meant.
“Mom? When I suck on your breasts, do you get an orgasm?” She caressed my things for a minute or two before she answered.
“Sometimes. But, it always feels good.”
“I’m glad I make you feel good.”
“Do you enjoy mommy’s hands on your cock?” Before last night, she had never spoken that way. But now, her words were getting me hard and horny, hoping to get a repeat performance from last night.
“Yeah.”
“Did you enjoy cumming on mommy’s big tits last night?” she whispered seductively.
“Fuck yeah.” This was when I felt her hand on my cock. She started rubbing her hand on my cock over my pants.
“Did my tits feel good on your cock?”
“Mmm hmm.” I was trying my best not to cum in my pants. The way she was talking along with her hand rubbing on my cock had me on edge. I’m not sure if that was her intent, but fortunately that was when I turned the corner on our street. A minute later we were driving into the garage. I quickly got out and went around to her side to open her door. I helped her out and she pulled me in to kiss me on the cheek, complimenting me for being a gentleman on our date.
While we made our way up to the bedroom, mom suggested we change and get in the hot tub. I quickly agreed and made my way to my room to grab a pair of trunks. She stopped me when I stepped into my room and looked at me with the sexiest pout on her face.
“Sweetie, can you help me with my zipper?” she asked as she turned around. I gently pulled her zipper down as far as it would go. She pulled down the straps on her shoulders and allowed the dress to drop to the floor. She was standing with her back to me wearing only a black pair of thong panties and high heels. The string between her ass showed off her smooth butt cheeks. I saw her in panties last night, but they were not as revealing as what I was now seeing. My dick got harder and my mind went crazy, wondering how far would this go.
She turned around and looked up at me with a smile on her face. She kissed me on the cheek and thanked me for helping her with the dress with her tits pressing up against me. I’m sure she could see the shocked look on my face.
“Thank you, sweetheart. Isn’t this how you wanted me when we’re home?” she asked as she walked away, not waiting for an answer. I just stood there staring, not only at her ass but her whole body. She is so fucking sexy and I was loving what was happening. I had no idea where this was going, but how could I not love seeing my sexy mom’s petite frame with a slim waist and in thong panties showing off her gorgeous ass?
Quickly, I changed into my trunks, grabbed a towel and made my way down to the hot tub. I must have changed very quickly because mom was still not there. I dropped my towel on one of the chairs and stepped into the hot tub. I sat down and enjoyed the water jets for a while before I saw mom walking out barefoot with her hair made up in a bun and wrapped only in a towel with bare shoulders. She walked over to the same chair I had left my towel and proceeded to remove her towel. She was topless and wearing only the bottom half of what I can only assume was a bikini. She had always worn a one piece whenever we got in the pool. I was not even aware she owned a bikini.
She walked over and held onto the handrail as she stepped in. She asked if I liked what she was wearing, which of course I told her I loved it. She made her way over and sat next to me. We sat there for a while, with me staring at her tits and her leaning her head back enjoying the jet streams massaging her back. We talked about dinner and how crazy it was that she had shown me her tits. She insisted that it would’ve been my fault if we had gotten caught, claiming I had made her do it.
While we went back and forth on who was really at fault, her hand landed on my crotch. She started massaging my cock. She rubbed my cock for a while, before she told me that she was topless only because I had already seen her breasts. It was only fair that I take of my trunks since she had already seen my cock. As she said this, she was already helping me untie my trunks and was starting to pull them down. I helped her by lifting my butt and she pulled them off completely, struggling a bit because of my stiff cock.
She wrapped her tiny hands around my cock and slowly started stroking my cock. Her little hands felt great on my cock and all I could do was look at her and tell her how good it felt. There I was, with mom sitting next to me, topless and looking gorgeous with both her hands wrapped on my cock. As I looked at her, I felt the urge to kiss her. Not like I usually kissed her with a peck on the mouth or cheeks, but like the few girls I had kissed from school. I wanted to put my lips on her and sensually explore her mouth with my tongue. I wanted to feel her lips on mine and feel her tongue in my mouth. I held back, afraid of what she would say. She must’ve realized what I was feeling. She pulled her hands off my cock and straddled me. She got up and was now with one knee on either side of my lap.