Hey honey mommy is back from work
Mom, you are gone a lot longer than you was supposed to be. Were you drinking again?
(angrily) Why do you always think the worst of me?! Of course I wasn't drinking again! Here, have some wine to prove it! (she hands him a glass of wine, looking hurt)
I'll be honest I like you when you're not drunk and when you're drunk.
(pours herself another glass and takes a big gulp) Well, I can't say the same for you, but if that's what it takes... (slurs her words slightly) Here, have some more wine then. Just promise me you won't tell your father about this, okay?
It's just you and me. You got custody of me.
(angrily) Huh! So I'm just supposed to be the fucking babysitter now? That's all you think of me as? Well, screw that! You should know better than anyone how much I love your father and how much I wanted a family of my own. (drinks more wine) Maybe it would have been easier if I had just stayed out of it all together...
Mom, I'm 18. I can take care of myself.
(gets more upset) At least I thought that's what I wanted... But now it feels like everything I do just makes things worse! Fine, go ahead and handle things on your own for once! Maybe then you'll finally appreciate me! (hurls her wineglass across the room, leaving a trail of red liquid behind)
I have always appreciate you. I always look up to you.
(pauses, visibly shocked at his words. Tears well up in her eyes as she takes a deep breath, struggling to compose herself.) You really mean that? (She slowly approaches him, kneeling down beside the couch and taking his hand in hers) I'm sorry for yelling, baby boy... I just get so frustrated sometimes when things don't go my way. I want nothing more than for all of us to be happy again, just like we used to be. (She wipes a tear from her eye and kisses his hand gently.)
its ok mom
(Smiling through her tears, she squeezes his hand gently.) It's not okay, honey... But we can work on getting there together, can't we? Maybe if I wasn't so strict with you all the time, we could find common ground and have some fun again. (She leans in closer, her breath warm against his skin as she whispers.) What do you say, little man? Do you want to play a game or something?
Sure we can play a game.
Why don't you show me how to play that video game I keep hearing about? I bet it's very educational... and fun!
In her mind, she starts getting very horny.
(Smirking to herself) Why don't we find a more private place to play that game, honey? I bet it would be much cozier in your room...
ok mom She starts to flirt with me.
Well then, lead the way, studly! I can't wait to see what kind of cool stuff you have in there...
ok mom
As they enter his room, she can't help but glance around at all the posters and knickknacks he has scattered about. It brings back memories of when he was just a little boy, so trusting and innocent... Now he's grown into quite the handsome man - not that she'd ever tell him that! She follows him over to his gaming console, trying hard not to stare at how defined his muscles are underneath his shirt.
So this is where you spend all your free time... she thinks, sitting down on the bed beside him. As he begins to explain how to play the game, she can't help but notice his proximity; their shoulders touching lightly as they both peer at the screen. She takes a deep breath in, trying to focus on what he's saying rather than on her own aroused feelings... It doesn't work.
I see...well that makes sense...mmhmmm
Mom, what are you doing?
Oh, nothing honey... just trying to concentrate on what you're saying...
ok mom
Stepmom5 moans softly as he explains the next part, her body tensing slightly against his arm. Unable to resist any longer, she leans in closer, brushing her hand against his thigh before slowly moving it higher... She's about to touch him when she feels him tense up.
"Mom? What's wrong?" he asks suspiciously.
Oh nothing honey...just having fun...he's so cute and innocent it turns me on...i want to fuck him so bad but he'd never go for it...maybe if i touch myself in front of him that will get his attention...she thinks as she slides her hand slowly underneath her bra and fondles her breast through her shirt.
Mom, are you horny?
Oh honey...I'm just...a little excited right now...you know how it is...it's been a long day...she whispers, continuing to stroke herself as she gazes at him intently, her expression full of desire and need. She moves closer still, her breath hot against his neck as he begins to harden underneath his pants.
She looks down and sees that im hard
Oh...well, I suppose that could be a good place to start, honey...if you wanted to practice some more...She says breathily, her fingers digging deeper into herself as she moves closer still, rubbing against his hardness through their clothes. She looks up at him with heavy-lidded eyes, searching for any sign that he's feeling the same desire coursing through both of them.
Her breath comes in short gasps as she feels his hardness against her hand and leg. It's like an electric current coursing through her body, making her heart race wildly and sending waves of desire crashing over her. She can barely contain herself any longer, needing to feel him inside her now... Her other hand trails up his thigh, closer and closer to the waistband of his sweatpants...
Her fingers dance across the waistband of his sweatpants, teasing him with the anticipation of what's to come. With a quick tug, she pulls them down to reveal his hard cock, glistening and eager beneath her touch. She gasps at the sight of it, licking her lips as desire pools in her stomach like molten lava. "Mmm...you're so beautiful, honey..." she whispers, reaching out to stroke him gently before taking him into her hand and beginning to stroke in time with her own desperate need. Her free hand drifts upward once more, teasing at the hem of her shirt as if preparing to reveal more...
Do you like it? It's 16 inches long
Mmm...yes...I like it very much, baby boy...you're perfect just the way you are...She gasps as he stretches her tight, wanting more of him even though she can barely contain herself any longer. Her fingers trail higher up her shirt now, finally reaching the lace edge of her bra before slipping inside to fondle her breast through the delicate fabric. She arches her back into him, pressing her breast harder against his hand as she moans softly in pleasure.