Convincing Mom
- That's Juicy! 63
- Remove It! 4
I ask my Mom if the package that arrived was the French maid costume. She told me to sit down so we could have a talk. I sat at the kitchen table. She was making coffee and started to explain. " I've been thinking about your request. I want you to explain to me why you want to see me in that costume "? I sat there for a minute. Then I just said it. " Because I knew you would never wear what I really want to see you in". She turned around with a puzzled look. " What do you mean"? " Mom, I know you have lingerie in your bedroom. I know, because I've looked at all of your lingerie when you're not home. I wish you would dress up for me in stockings and garters and stuff like that. But I know you never would, and I was afraid to ask. So I thought you might wear a Halloween costume for me. That French maid costume is very sexy. Stockings, high heels, and the skirt is really short. Just thinking about you in that makes me very excited Mom".
After my wife left me, I had to move back home. I convinced my mom to start sucking my hard cock again after she got another glimpse of it. Way better than some silly dress-up costume. She is still doing it although I've since moved out and have a GF.
Has she worn the costume for you and how did things go when she did?
My Mom was much more understanding about my request than I ever imagined. She told me she was flattered that I thought of her in that way. But she really held strong to the reasons she couldn't possibly wear any lingerie in front of me. She explained how wrong it would be. She said it would ruin our mother son relationship. She said she just knowing we shared that time together in such a sexually explicit way would be unimaginable for her. I explained a way that maybe she would consider. I told her if she pretend that she was home alone, and I wasn't really home at all, then maybe I could hide in her room and " watch". She said, watch what? I got up from the kitchen table, and walk up behind her. She was twirling her long brunette hair. I pulled her hand from her hair, and started twirling her hair with my fingers. She turned and look at me with a shocked look. She whispered " What are you doing?" " Mom...I love your soft hair. I can't help fantasizing about you. I want you to let me watch you in your bedroom." She closed her eyes and lifted her chin, " This is wrong. " I leaned into her ear and whispered, " No one will know, I promise Mommy." She turned her head and said " Oh god honey, don't call me Mommy, please , I can't take this." But she was visible conflicted. She was contemplating the consequences. She was considering the forbidden. I knew this fantasy with my Mom was going to happen. And it was happening soon.
I want to describe my Mom in detail. She was a very successful executive secretary at large insurance company. She worked in a very large city in the Midwest, at the company's corporate office. My Mom was a beautiful woman. She was 5ft 6inch tall. A full figured women, with beautiful long brunette hair. My Mom dressed beautifully all the time. Her skirts and sweaters accentuated her full, round bottom, and her 38DD breast's. In the 70's my Mom wore alot of makeup
She certainly didn't need to wear alot of makeup, she was a natural beauty, but it definitely gave her a stunning, glamorous look. I heard her tell a friend once, wearing heavy makeup made her feel like she could be someone else, " It makes me fell a little naughty. " If I could describe my Mom's looks, she resembled a full figured young Suzanne Pleshette. My Mom never remarried after her and my Dad divorced. My Dad was killed in a car accident 2 years after they divorced. My Mom was 42 at the time of this story.
I was so immature for the magnitude of this moment. But looking back now, it was probably why my Mom was even slightly entertaining the thought of wearing lingerie in front of me. I hugged her longer than I ever had before. I was scared to let go. I was scared that she would agree to my request. I was scared, but I allowed myself to think about my fantasy in the physical presence of my Mom. That was the first time I was open about my fantasy with my Mom and not just in my bedroom masturbating while thinking about her. She gently pulled my arm down from her body. She turn and looked down into my eyes. She smiled. But a different smile than I had ever seen before. In a soft sexy voice she said " You can never tell anyone." The smile left her face. " This is wrong. You understand that right?" I was shaking. " Mom, I promise to keep this our secret. " She told me to come upstairs to her room in about an hour. She told me to lock up, and turn off all the lights downstairs. Before she went up to her bedroom, she poured herself a glass of wine. For what seemed an eternity, I waited an hour, then I locked the front door, and went upstairs.
When I entered Mom's bedroom, she was nowhere to be seen. Her bedroom was very large. In one corner of the room was a reading area. A large floor rug with a high back chair and a floor lamp on it. The floor lamp was the only light on in the room. I could see the light coming from the vanity that separated the bedroom from the master bathroom. She was still sitting in the vanity ares, but I couldn't see her. " I'll be out in a minute, I'm just touching up my makeup. I want you to sit in my reading chair." I sat down. Her bedroom smelled like her favorite perfume, Charlie Blue. Her bedroom was always clean. No clothes on the ground, closet doors closed, the bed as always made. Her curtains were usually open but tonight they drawn closed. I sat in the corner of her room, never prepared for what was to walk around the corner. I was so excited. I wanted to touch myself, but I didn't want her to be mad. I didn't want to ruin this moment before it even got started. " Okay, I think I'm ready. Ready or not.....here I come." She walked around the corner into my view. The light from the vanity still on behind her. Her silhouette was breath taking. She stood there for a moment, not saying a word. Then she turned and turned off the lights in the vanity. She walked to her bedside lamps and turned them on. The room was now brightly lite, and she walked back around the foot of the bed towards me in the corner. Starting with her feet, she had on black spiked high heel shoes that had straps that wrapped up and around her ankles. She had on sheer black thigh high nylon stockings. Her black lace girdle skirt came down just far enough to cover her panties, and the garters attached to her skirt held up her stockings. On top, she had on a very short black see through halter jacket. Her belly button was exposed. Underneath the see through jacket, she had on a black lace bra that struggled to hold up her large, heavy breast's. She had a black velvet choker around her neck. Her hair looked amazing. Long, soft, brunette hair hanging past her shoulders. She let the bangs on one side hang down across one side of her face. And her face was adorn with more makeup than I had even seen my Mom wear before. Bright red lipstick, and black eye liner that made her green eyes look bigger and brighter than I ever remembered. She eye shadow on that was a light shade of purple. She walked up to me, just a couple feet from my reach. She didn't smile. More of a stern look, a naughty look. " Well little boy of mine, what do you think of Mom's outfit? She then slowly turned around. From behind I could see the thin black line in her stockings that ran up the back of each leg. The garters that framed her gorgeous bottom. And her girdle skirt, just high enough to allow me to see her butt, covered only by a pair of sheer black see through panties. I could see her butt crack so clearly. She reached down to adjust the top of her stockings. Her big round butt, inches from me. As she adjusted her stockings, she turned and looked at me over her shoulder. " You are a very naughty boy aren't you sweetie?" " Mom, you look amazing. " She stood straight up and flipped her hair back and forth. " Sweetie, Mommy likes naughty boy's. And tonight, you are going to show your Mommy just how naughty you will be for me." " Oh Mommy...I'll do anything for you." Still without a smile, she said " Good boy sweetie, if you're a good naughty boy, Mommy might be naughty for you too."
My Mom said " Let's find out a little bit about each others fetishist". I told her I didn't no what that meant. She said " Sexual things you like, but might be afraid to talk about ". I thought for a second. The I replied " I like big titties ". She said " Okay, that's a start. But I ment something naughter. I'll tell you one of my fetishist, I like to have my butt touched". She turned around and bent over. " Would you like me to rub your butt Mom"? "YES, Mommy would like that". I ran my hand back and forth over my Mom's big ass. Her panties moved from side to side, finally revealing her big butt cheeks. She turn and looked over her shoulder at me. " That nice sweety, but that's not what I ment by touching Mommy's butt". " Mommy's very naughty, and I think I should be punished ". She turned around and crawled onto my lap. She wiggled her gorgeous ass for me. Then she said " Pull Mommy's panties down sweetie.". I slowly pulled her black nylon panties down all the way the top of her stockings. She look back at me. Is your penis out honey "? "No Mom". She stood back up. " Pull your penis out so you can enjoy this more". I pulled my pajamas down exposing my hard dick. She layed back across my lap. She widened her legs . And said " I want you to try touching Mommy's butt again. But I want you to touch Mommy's pretty little butt hole". I was looking at my gorgeous Mother's exposed butt hole and her shaved pussy. She took my hand and pulled it to her mouth. She wetted my finger with her saliva. She sucked my fingers in her mouth and looked straight into my eyes while doing it. The she pulled my fingers out of her mouth , saliva was running down her chin and neck, soaking her velvet choker. " Now put your wet fingers in Mommy's butt hole and punish your naughty Mommy". I obeyed every word my Mother told me.
My Mom moaned as my finger entered her butt hole. She turned and looked at me. " I deserve you punishment, I'm a very, very naughty Mommy". I wanted to touch myself. I ask her if I could finger her on her bed. She purred " Where ever you want me, I'm yours sweetie ". She stood up and walked to her bed. " How do you want your naughty Mommy"? I stood behind her masturbating. I reached up and grabbed a handful of her beautiful brunette hair. I pull her head back, and whispered in her ear, "On your knees Mom". She climbed on her bed, got on her knees, and spread her legs wide. I stood behind her masturbating. " I'm such a dirty slut, I want your fingers in my ass sweetie ". With both hands I pulled her hair harder. She screamed " OH GOD!!! , PLEASE, PLEASE SWEETHEART, I'LL DO WHATEVER YOU WANT"!!! I was at a sexual level that I have rarely reach since. I knew this was wrong, but my Mom was into this ,and I was in a sexual trance. " Mom, I want to fuck you so bad". She screamed " I deserve this, pull my hair and FUCK ME "!!! I pulled her hair into a ponytail, held tightly with one hand, then guided my dick into her soaking wet pussy. Once I was in, I pulled her hair back and pit my fingers in her mouth. She moaned loudly, screaming through my fingers, " FUCK ME BABY, FUCK YOUR NAUGHTY MOMMY, FUCK ME BABY BOY, MOMMY LOVES YOU SOOO MUCH"!!!
Just an update. I recently came across a porn model that looks alot like my Mom back in the 70's. Especially her body. Her name is Bea York. My Mom's hair was a little darker. But her butt and titties look just like my Mom's. Bea wears alot of lingerie like my Mom did. Her Stepmom role-playing video's are very hot.
Nicely written fiction.