I grabbed the band of his pants, but felt something else. I could feel the lacy material of the thong he was wearing. I was pretty sure I was pulling it higher up his ass as I pulled the pants out. I let go and grabbed again, pulling his pants away. I looked down and could clearly see my thong sticking out of his pants.
He turned around and asked if they were alright. I told him he looked great. Very handsome in fact. He then told me to turn around. I started to protest a little, but he grabbed my hand and started spinning me around. I twirled slowly, and as I did I felt my ass brush against his other hand. I felt the butterflies in my stomach come back. It rested there as he examined my back and ass.
I could feel his fingers gripping my ass very gently. I was getting all flush feeling his hand gripping my ass cheek. I wanted him to grab it harder and pull me into him, but he didn’t. I felt his hand start moving me around the rest of the way. His fingers traced all the way around and was now resting on my abdomen.
I felt funny, like I was going to pass out. He started to speak, but I put my finger to his lips. I leaned in, feeling the air being taken out of my lungs. I closed my eyes as I felt his warm lips touch mine. The kiss only lasted for a second before I pulled away. I turned around and motioned to him to unzip me. I felt his fingers on my back.
He did it very slowly. I felt his fingers running down my spine, all the way to my ass. I felt the material being tugged away from my body. I’m sure he was looking down at my naked ass under the dress. I didn’t wait to find out.
I started walking away. Just as I reached the door, I paused, turned around, and leaned into the door jamb. “Be ready in 5 minutes. I think we are done for today.”
I stripped off the dress and hung it back up. I grabbed a wipe from my purse and freshened myself up. My panties were soaked, so I reached into the Victoria’s Secret bag and grabbed the red thong I had bought. I pulled the tags off and slipped into them. I then pulled my dress up and slipped on my shoes.
I grabbed the two dresses I liked and walked out the door. It took him a few minutes to get situated, but he came out on time with all three outfits. “You want them all?” I asked.
“Is that alright? I thought they looked good and I can use them for my trip.”
“That’s fine.” I said. I put my arm into his and we walked over to the cashier. I paid the bill and we headed for the car. When we got home I headed into my room and put my clothes away. It was late so I headed to the kitchen. I checked in on my daughter and walked slowly by my son’s room.
I could hear moaning over and over again. “I hope his sister doesn’t hear him. Luckily he had the door closed all the way this time, although I would love to watch him again,” I thought. I could feel my panties getting wet just thinking about it.
That was pretty much the extent of our flirting. My daughter finished school a couple days later, but had half days. I did come out of my room in a short nightie both those days, but my son never saw it. He slept in. I guess he deserved it.
The next week my husband and I drove him to the airport. We had to say goodbye at the security checkpoint. I was crying the entire time. I hugged and kissed him on the cheek and told him to be safe. He hugged me back, then pulled away and walked away.
Those few weeks flew by. Every now and then we would get an email telling us he was safe and having a great time. He sent us a pic of him with a cute girl. I got butterflies and felt a little jealous seeing him like that, but girls will be girls.
My daughter went off to camp and returned, telling us all about her great time there. We listened intently. She then asked if she could visit her grandparents. The drive wasn’t too bad, about 6 hours away. That weekend my husband and I drove up and spent some time with them, leaving her there.
A couple weeks later, we got an email telling us his arrival date and time. I nearly jumped out of my seat. He would be home in a couple days. That night I surprised my husband with the new nightie and matching thong panties.
He was beside himself. He loved the color and design. He surprised me as well. I was laying on the bed, and he was kissing me deeply. I felt his hands caressing my pussy through my satin thong. He pulled the material to the side and started playing with my clit.
“Do you like him playing with your pussy through your panties?” He asked.
“Mmmm, yes, it feels soo good.”
“Can you feel his fingers caressing your bare skin?”
“Oh yeah, it feels wonderful.”
“You should take your panties off, give him better access.”
“OK.” I lifted my ass off the bed and pulled them down. My eyes were still closed. “Is that better?”
I felt his fingers trace up and down my lips, then spread them out and start playing with my clit. I immediately pictured my son’s hand between my legs playing with my bare pussy. I felt my husband move off the bed.
“Don’t open your eyes.”
“Ok.”
I felt the bed move and he crawled over to me. He started kissing me. I reached between his legs and started playing with his cock through his pants. He was rock hard. I felt something touch my skin. It felt like a cock.
I felt it rub up and down my pussy lips, spreading them wide open, then I felt pressure against my opening. It was a little rough, but he pulled back then pressed again. This time I opened up and felt the tip slide in. I arched my back and moaned, picturing my son’s cock penetrating my pussy for the first time.
He kept pushing it in and out until I felt it stop at the bottom of my pussy. I let out a loud moan and came all over it, as I played with my husband’s cock while he kissed me on the lips.
“Damn, that was quick?” He said.
“I’m so turned on right now. Please don’t stop.”
“I won’t. Do you like it.?”
“I love it. Please keep moving it inside me, I’m gonna cum again.”
“So is he baby. What do you want?”
“I don’t want him to cum yet, I want to cum first.” I pleaded.
“But he is getting close.” My husband whispered in my ear. “He might cum baby.”
“Mmmm, it feels soo good. I love feeling his cock inside me. I’m so close. Just make me cum!” I said. My eyes still closed. I could feel every inch of it sliding inside of me. I pictured my son’s face just inches from mine. His cock felt soo good inside of me, I didn’t want him to stop. I started hoping he would cum when I did. I didn’t want it to stop and I didn’t want him to pull out.
“Oh God, Don’t stop, I’m right there.” I let go of my husband’s cock. I started moaning into my husband’s ear. “Yes, I’m right there. Don’t stop, I’m gonna cum all over it. Please don’t stop. Fuck me hard. Make me cum.”
“He is gonna cum too. He is still deep inside of you. Do you want him to pull out?” My husband asked?