She turns towards me with a look on her face like she’s trying to decide about something. I take the moment to admire the front view of her enticing body, my eyes shifting between her neatly trimmed mound above her protruding pussy lips and her luscious nipple tipped breasts. My cock stiffens under the blanket. Mom apparently makes up her mind.
“I’ve got a few videos that might help.” Mom says slowly. “I guess if you’re old enough to rent them, you’re old enough to watch ones I already have. They’re on my closet shelf in a shoe box, help yourself.” She says, smiling. “I can’t believe I’m sharing porn videos with my teenage son.” She chuckles, shaking her head.
The sight of her putting her makeup on and getting dressed does nothing to relieve the tension in my cock and as soon as she leaves I retrieve the shoebox from the closet shelf. Inside I find, not only some DVDs, but also mom’s vibrator and a large dildo. Damn, I wonder if mom meant for me to see these. There are three DVDs in the box; Sorority Sex Kittens, 5 Rooms and Taboo. Just from the covers, the first two look hot. My cock is still hard from watching my mom, so I only see about 15 minutes of the first DVD before I shoot my load. I scan through the rest of that DVD as well as the second one, trying to figure out what mom likes. The first two have a lot of threesomes, lesbian sex and some group sex scenes. It’s the third movie that really blows my mind. I almost don’t watch Taboo because it’s an old movie, made before I was born and it looks really dated. But when I read on the jacket that it’s about incest between a mother and her son after her husband leaves her for a younger woman, I watch it all the way through. I can’t help but wonder what mom thinks about when she’s watching it.
I make a sandwich, take it into my room and boot up my computer. I watch the video of mom and uncle Harry again, making notes of the specific Post Transmission Suggestion that uncle Harry gives mom, particularly the part where he tells her to eagerly engage in uninhibited sex with him. I get myself off again as I watch uncle Harry eat mom’s pussy and watch her jerking wildly during her explosive orgasm. I’m still not sure how I feel about fucking my mother, but I know I want to taste her pussy. I wonder if I can do it without another Post Transmission Suggestion.
I’m in my room, making notes about the Suggestions I’m planning for Nicole next weekend, when I hear mom come home. I meet her in the hallway and help her with the shopping bags she’s carrying.
“Just take them into my room, it’s all clothes.” She says.
“What did you buy?” I ask.
“Oh, a couple of new skirts, some blouses and a few other things.” She says, following me into her room. I set the bags on the bed and start looking through them.
“Try them on, mom.” I say. “I want to see what you bought.” I pull out the skirts and lay them on the bed. Reaching back into the bag, I bring out a package of thong panties. It has three pair in different colors.
“Mary thinks I need sexy underwear to feel better about myself.” She says, taking the thongs from me. “She says it’s time I started thinking about men and dating and… oh, whatever.”
“Come on, mom.” I say, sitting on the bed and leaning against the headboard. “Do a fashion show for me. Show me what you got?” I know what she’s got and I want to see it. I don’t really care about the skirts and blouses. I pull the other bag toward me and take the blouses out, then several sexy bras that match the colors of the thongs. Holding them up, I say, “Let’s see it all, new underwear and everything.”
“Oh, alright.” She says, smiling. I think she’s actually pleased that someone is interested in her purchases. She pulls her blouse over her head, unfastens her bra and lets it slide off her arms, then starts undoing her jeans. My cock reacts immediately to the sight of my mom’s tits and I can hardly wait for her to take her jeans off. She kicks off her shoes and bends over, pulling her jeans and panties down together. I still can’t believe my mother is standing here naked, like it’s the most natural thing in the world.
I watch her remove the tags from a light green bra and slip her arms in it. It fastens in the front and I enjoy watching her reach inside the cups to adjust her tits behind the material. The cup is completely transparent and her nipples are visible through the sheer material. Removing the green thong from the package, she pulls it on and wiggles the thin strip of material between her ass cheeks.
“What do you think?” Mom asks, doing a little spin.
I whistle and say, “Very sexy, mom. You look so hot!” My cock is pushing against the zipper of my jeans as I admire my mom’s sexy underwear and her bare ass cheeks.
“Do I need a bikini wax to wear this thong?” She asks, walking closer to the bed. “Not that anyone is going to see it anyway, I’d just rather not have hair sticking out around my panties.” She laughs. I lean closer and put my face inches from my mom’s barely covered pussy. I breathe in her scent without being obvious. God, I want to taste her sweet pussy juice!
“Spread your legs a little.” I tell her. “I can’t see very well.” Mom lifts one foot up on the bed so I have a perfect view of her thong covered pussy. Mom’s bush is trimmed, but the thong’s triangle of material is so thin that a few stray hairs are visible around it. “Yeah, you probably need to wax just a little bit more, but not much.” I take a chance and run my finger inside the thong, tucking the hairs inside. “You can make it so no hair shows, but I don’t think you want to do that every time you wear them.” I tell her, smoothing the material over her pussy mound, in effect, running my fingers up and down her pussy.
“My, aren’t we the little lingerie expert.” Mom laughs. “Okay, hand me that skirt.” She tries on the various skirt and blouse combinations as I just sit back and enjoy the show, telling her how great everything looks. When she’s finished trying everything on, she leaves on just the underwear and starts hanging up her new clothes.
“Mom.” I say, shifting my hard cock so it’s not so noticeable. “You know when you help me relieve my sexual tension?” “Yes.” She says hesitantly, stopping what she’s doing and looking at me.
“Well, do you ever get aroused while you’re doing it?” I ask, and then quickly add. “I mean, I’ve been with a few girls and when they’re done going down on me, they’re so wet that they’re anxious for me to do the same for them.”
“No, honey, it doesn’t make me wet or aroused.” She says, sitting on the bed next to me. “It’s not like we’re having sex, Nick. I’m just helping you relieve your frustration, that’s all.”
“Okay. But based on the toys and the videos in your shoebox, you must relieve your frustration sometimes, too, right?” I ask.
“Yes.” She says hesitantly. “That’s right, since your father left, I’ve been taking care of myself.” She says, “That’s why Mary is so concerned that I start dating again, but I’m not sure I’m ready for all that.” She laughs.