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As soon as she looked at Tom she could plainly see his hard on tenting out against his sweatpants. It was only then that she realized she had just given Tom a fabulous view down her top when she bent over. “Holy fuck,” she thought to herself, “he’s got a hard on for me!” She immediately felt very embarrassed at having accidentally exposed herself but she also felt her pussy tingle in excitement almost in spite of herself.
Her tank top was big enough on her that she knew it had gapped and hung down when she bent over. She was still so flustered at having been surprised and dropping the glass that she never realized she was giving Tom a great view of her naked tits.
It was only at that point that she remembered Gary, another of Brad’s friends whom she didn’t know very well. She realized that she didn’t know where he was at the moment and turned to see him sitting behind her and slightly off to the side. She immediately noticed that Gary was staring right at her but wasn’t looking at her face. She had had enough guys in her life staring at her tits to know by the angle of his sight that Gary was helping himself to the view of her tits as their sides mostly hung exposed out of the tank top.
She couldn’t see his crotch, but based on the lust filled expression on his face she guessed that he too was sporting a healthy boner for her. She then realized that when she bent over she had practically pointed her ass right at him. He must have enjoyed the view of her ass peaking out of her shorts at the same time Tom had been greedily staring down her shirt.
She felt another wave of embarrassment flush over her, but this time the wave was smaller and was followed by a much stronger wave of excitement and exhilaration. Two young studs had each just received an eye full of her and it clearly had a big effect on them. Lisa felt simultaneously slutty and sexy.
“Well, I think I’ll leave you boys to your movie,” she said as she realized the room had just been filled by an oddly long silence. Before she left she turned her sight back to Brad and immediately noticed that he too was now staring at her tits. He was still standing in the same place as he was when he finished helping her pick up the ice and seemed to be frozen in place. She quickly glanced down and noticed the bulge in his pants caused by his own hard on as he stared at her intently.
Clearly, after Brad stood back up and she stayed bent over picking up the last of the ice he had been treated to nearly the same view down her top as Tom. Lisa felt like she had been kicked in the stomach when the idea struck her that she had just given her son a hard on. Unexpectedly, she felt a deep, forbidden thrill pass through her at knowing her son desired her. She could feel her pussy growing wetter and hotter by the moment and was afraid her nipples would grow hard, so she quickly said goodnight again and disappeared back into the kitchen.
She set her glass down on the counter and headed straight back to her room without getting the drink that she initially sought. Back in her room she shut the door behind her and stood with her heart pounding and her head spinning. What had just happened? Had she really just flashed her tits to her son and his best friend? Clearly, she had. Also as clear was the fact that they undeniably were excited by her. Their growing cocks gave that away.
Part of her wanted to chalk the incident up to a silly accident on her part, something that would be embarrassing for now but that she would one day look back on and laugh. However, another part of her couldn’t deny what she felt at seeing the young, hard cocks pushing out against the boy’s pants, particularly that of her own son. Despite her rational mind saying what she was feeling was wrong and perverted, she felt immensely sexy, alive, and aroused like she hadn’t felt in a long time.
She tried to lie in bed and go to sleep but she was far too excited for that. Her mind kept playing the scene over and over and she began to focus on the lustful gleam in the boy’s eyes as they each had stared at her. Almost by itself her hand moved under the band on her shorts and she started playing with her pussy. In her mind she saw herself stepping to Tom, helping him up, and then meeting him in a slow, deep tongue kiss as the other two boys looked on. That was all it took in her excited state to make herself cum and when her orgasm finally peaked she was surprised by its strength and intensity.
She was still so excited even after she came that it took her a long while to fall asleep. As she slept that night her dreams were filled with images of fucking her son or of allowing all three boys downstairs to take turns having their way with her. By the time she woke up in the morning she was so horny that she immediately reached between her legs and played with herself until she came once again.
The boys were still asleep after Lisa showered and went down to get herself some breakfast. She felt a jolt of excitement when she stepped into the living room and again stood at the spot where she had been the previous night. Going into the kitchen she felt another charge of excitement when she saw her glass on the counter still sitting with the melted ice cubes inside.
It was a few hours later before the boys made their way down. They didn’t stay for long once they got up as they had plans with other friends. Lisa immediately noticed, however, when they did come downstairs that both Tom and Gary seemed to have a different look in their eyes today than she had seen them with before. Before they had seemed to view her as simply “a mom” but now there was an interest and curiosity behind their looks that told Lisa they now viewed her as something much more desirable and sexy.
Despite part of her thinking she shouldn’t promote this behavior, she played along with them and made sure to make eye contact with them as they spoke. In short, she began to subtly flirt with her son’s friends and loved every minute of the attention.
Brad also seemed to be acting a little different this morning, however for him it was the opposite of his two friends. Instead of his usual amount of eye contact he seemed to be spending much more time looking at the floor, the table, or anywhere other than at Lisa. She wondered if he was doing this to hide that same look in his own eyes that she saw in Gary and Tom’s.
Maybe he was aroused by her and now somehow saw her as something sexy and desirable? Maybe he looked away because he felt these things and didn’t know what they meant or how he should deal with the feelings? In her own lust Lisa hoped this was true even as she waved goodbye to the boys sending them off for the rest of the day and probably well into the night.
Almost in spite of herself, Lisa felt herself begin to change slightly after this incident. She knew that she was wildly excited by the idea that the boys had been so aroused by her. It made her pussy ache to think of the multitude of ways she could tease and pleasure them if given the chance. The fact that her own son was excited by her only fanned her desires to all new levels.
Before her secret desire for him had been relatively easy to conceal because she had been sure that there was no way he would ever reciprocate the feelings. Somehow, knowing that something like that was only possible in the dark, lusty parts of her own mind kept it safe and detached from reality. There was never any danger or real problem with it because it never really existed.
Now, however, she knew that, at least for that one moment, her son had felt the same way about her. She often wondered if he now fantasized about her like she did about him. However, just the knowledge that he could see her as something other than just “mom” was enough to break down the security of her taboo fantasies.
In the weeks after the sleep over she began to flirt more openly with Brad’s friends. She never did anything too obvious or that would seem awkward, but she had been quite a flirt in her younger days and used every subtle trick she knew to get their interest and keep them off balance. She loved the attention and the way it felt to be so desired and lusted after by the young men.
Whenever his friends were around Lisa would never do any flirting at all with Brad. She didn’t want to put him in any sort of awkward position or start any rumors amongst his friends about either her or him. When there were witnesses she was nothing but appropriate with him. However, when they were alone she did let herself indulge in some mild flirting and teasing.
At first she did it largely out of curiosity to see how he might react. When his reaction showed her that he was definitely noticing she became a little more bold. She began to sometimes not wear a bra when it was just the two of them around the house. She watched him out of the corner of her eye as he stared at her wobbling tits. Other times she would wear a low cut top and would purposely bend over in front of him giving him a great view down her shirt at her tits.
She also did a number of much more subtle things like touching him more often than perhaps was necessary as they talked or hung out. She would often touch his arm as they talked or put her hand on his lower back as she walked by him. No single thing she did was ever inappropriate by itself, but the sum total of her efforts was clear that she was flirting with her own son.
She first offered to host a graduation party for Brad several months before his graduation. He immediately agreed to her offer and so the plans were set.
As Lisa continued to flirt with Brad and his friends her own lust and horniness seemed to rise to unbelievable levels. She seemed to be in a near constant state of arousal and was wearing out her collection of sex toys. Whenever her husband was in town, which was growing more and more infrequent, all she wanted to do was fuck. Previously they fucked like rabbits whenever he was home, but somehow he seemed less interested in sex lately. On the days when she would get him to fuck she would barely let him leave the bed in between their sessions.
Her fantasies now usually starred Brad or his friends in some combination. She had long past the point of feeling bad or guilty about having these feelings and willingly indulged her incestuous mind.