“Oooh baby! Now you’re making mommy horny! I like it when twist ‘em too!”
“Titty Twister!” He said eagerly reaching for my nipple.
“No! No titty twister! Not now! I don’t want my dress getting stretched out of shape. I want to look good for the movies.”
“You look really good!” He said staring at my tits. “You look Fuck’n Hot mommy!”
“Thank baby. Do you know why my nipples are so big?”
He shook his head without taking his eyes off my tits.
“Well… for one thing, when you’re around,” I said putting my hand on his chest. “I get turned on, and that makes my nipples get big and hard. And also… when you were a baby, you used to suck on mommy’s nipples, and that made them grow. Did you know that you used to suck on my tits?”
He shook his head with a big smile on his face.
“Well, you did. You used to suck all the milk out of mommy’s tits! And I loved it! It felt so fuck’n good! Sometimes it felt so good that I’d get horny and I’d have to touch myself.” I said, flashing my eyes down towards my pussy.
“Do we have to go to the movies. Can’t we just stay home and play around some more?” He said hopefully.
Holding my son, I could feel his erection pressing against my thigh. All that talk of sucking mommy’s tit must have gotten him hard.
Suddenly, surprising both of us, Cindy popped into the room unexpectedly. Cody and I instantly broke off our embrace, separated, and turned away from each other.
“What are you guys doing in here?” Cindy asked suspiciously.
“Nothing! Nothing that I’m not going to do to you.” I said playfully grabbing Cindy giving her a big hug, “I love this girl so much!” I said squashing her face into my boobs.
Looking over at Cody, I saw him smirk, I also saw the big bulge in his pants, and that made me quiver.
“Oh, I love holding you tight!” I said squeezing my daughter while staring at the big boner in her brother’s pants.
“Okay! Okay!” Cindy said trying to free herself. “I love you too mom.”
As she pushed away, Cindy’s hands groped my tits. I knew that it wasn’t an accident. She’d been obsessed with my tits for a long time, asking questions, wondering if she’d have big tits, how they felt, and did I like them. Cindy was at that age where she was very curious about her own developing body, and that made her curious about my tits, so she’d taken that opportunity to give mommy’s tits a little squeeze.
“Oh, you’re not getting away that easy!” I said playfully grabbing her, and purposely guided her hand to my tits.
Snuggling her tightly, I whispered in her ear, “it’s okay baby, I know you’re curious, you can touch ‘em if you want.” I looked her in the eyes, and we both smiled. After giving her a big, wet kiss on the cheek, I again squeezed her tight and whispered, “Don’t you worry, you’re going to have nice big beautiful tits of your own someday!” I then secretly pinched her budding nipple.
Cindy was my youngest. I’d had three kids in the first three years of marriage. I was really banging them out. Thankfully I got myself ‘fix’ after Cindy was born, or who knows how many kids I’d have. And with who. Truth was, I wasn’t a hundred percent sure who the fathers really were of the three I had.
Cindy’s face blushed, and I tousled her hair.
“Are we still going to the movies?” Cindy asked.
“Yes! Of course, we are!” I announced. “You picked it! And I can’t wait! See, I’m all dressed up!” I looked over at Cody, and he rolled his eyes.
Truthfully, I wasn’t all that thrilled about going to the movies, but I had a plan to make it a lot more interesting.
“I can’t find my shoes,” Cindy said.
“Hmmm! Not my job to keep an eye on your shoes. Did you look under your bed and in your closet?”
“Yes!”
“Go look again. There’s so much shit in your room I’m surprised you can find anything.”
After Cindy scurried off, I returned my attention to Cody.
“Maybe we could leave Kelly and Cindy at home… Please, Mommy.” Cody said with a devilish grin.
“No, sorry, I made a promise, so we’re all going. And besides, Kelly’s been getting into my private stuff when she’s home alone.”
For a while, I’d suspected that my middle child Kelly was getting into my large and varied collection of toys. I truly didn’t care. The thought of her wildly fucking her tight young pussy with one of my big dildos turned me on, and I’d hoped to someday catch her in the act, and maybe give her a few pointers, and maybe, even demonstrate a few things. That could be fun!
“Do we really have to see that stupid movie?” Cody said painfully.
“Yes, I told Cindy that she could pick the movie. But don’t worry, you’re going to love it! I’ll make sure. ” I said, embracing my son, holding him tightly to my breast, I then reached down and squeezed his young hard cock.
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By the time Cindy had located two matching shoes, we got to the theater so late that the lights had already dimmed, and the previews were playing.
The theater was the smallest multiplex I’d ever seen, with only one long narrow section of seats and two aisles along either wall.
The theater wasn’t full, but full enough, that for us all to sit together we had to head to the back of the theater that was sparsely occupied. Choosing the very last row, which thankfully was mostly empty, it turned out to be perfect for my plans.
After filing the girls down the row of seats, I took the aisle seat next to Cody. Sitting in the last row, in the back corner of the theater, next to the wall, with no one near us, I felt like we’d have plenty of privacy. There was only one other moviegoer sharing the row of seats with us sitting at the far end next to Kelly.
Before sitting, I took off the sweater I’d worn so that I wouldn’t look like a total slut walking into the theater, and if things went as I’d imagined, it would come in handy later.
I was already horny and excited. My earliest sexual experiences were in a movie theater and I was eager to relive some of those experiences with my son.
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Without going into great detail, my very first sexual experience was on a movie date with a boy. My mom dropped us off, and then once seated in dark theater, I practically raped the poor, unsuspecting boy. Afterwards, mom picked us up and drove us home. If only mom knew what a horny little slut I was. Who know, maybe she did, and she was just help’n out. (Family traits.) After that first date, my movie theater sexual experiences expanded rapidly.
‘Back in the day’ before the internet was such a big thing, there used to be actual movie theaters that only showed porn. At that time, I had this somewhat regular boyfriend that liked to go to these movies and fuck. As a horny young girl, I was pretty daring, so it was fun and exciting, and exhibitionist to have sex in a public theater. As the porn played on the big screen, we’d openly fuck, strange guys would gather around and watch, and jerk-off, and sometimes touch me, which was a real turn-on.
Even after dumping that boyfriend, I’d go back to that theater by myself and fuck the strangers there just for fun.
After that, anytime I was in a theater, no matter what kind, I got horny.
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There was enough flickering light in the theater that Cody was able to look me over as I stood near him in the sexy dress.