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My body shuddered as I collapsed back into the water,...
My legs were tired from holding position, beads of sweat drip from my blonde locks,... my heart rate slows,...
as I gather my breath. My legs fall to the sides as my ravished pussy once again is submerged,... reddened by pleasure. My once tight grip weakens from the rails I held so tightly. A displacement wave cascades over the edge of the tub,... as the roar of the water jet,... forges on, like an unrelenting monster of pleasure.
Exhausted,... I lay motionless as bubbled water embraces every square inch of my flesh,... while my mind races onward. My ravished pussy recovers, as I rest my body against the tub wall behind me...
I can no longer manipulate my own mind into thinking this was just a test. Over the past two years or so I have exhausted every scenario one could imagine to innocently taunt his eyes,... while evaluating his reactions. He has already achieved favorable marks as I displayed myself in countless situations. Many accidental slips and an occasional 'Uppie' manifested into so many different exposures and opportunities to spy, none of which he ignored.
I'm now against the wall with no where to turn,... a victim of my own creation. My bi girlfriends even notice a subtle difference in my focus at times,... as I wander off in thought. When inquiring, I respond with a shallow comment or a diversionary response in hopes it suffices their curiosity. I want to share this with them so badly but know I must refrain from disclosing, and I thank you all for listening and accompanying me through this journey. I will keep you updated and informed.
There have been many 'innocent' encounters that were planned to access his progressive pace. I have silently encouraged him by wearing short dresses and skirts, and sporting pantyhose to weaken his moral boundaries even faster.
While cleaning his room I discovered a small shoe box that contained some of my missing hosiery. I was shocked yet realized he was taking the bait,... discarding concern over the taboo nature of it all,... with ease.
I placed the box back where I found it,... and didn't utter a word to him about it. I took a picture of it/ it's in my blk dress gallery with my pics.
' So Michael enjoys the scent of his mothers legs '... I said to myself.
I wondered if Michael would become complacent over time as I continued to parade around in attire that most mothers would not wear, in front of their sons. I knew that I had teased him,... but not to the point where he would discover my true agenda. I always kept an Ace in my pocket in case it backfired... but it was never used in the game.
I knew I had 'reached the fence' at this point in the journey,... and now had to figure out a way to 'take the step',... while preserving my escape path if it failed. I was hoping he would initiate something by now, but knew I wasn't providing him with any type of permission,... to do so. I had to work on that,... and that time is now.
Knowing that my used hose were being confis**ted, I decided to step it up a notch,... to see how he acts.
I was totally thrilled to discover my missing hosiery hidden in his room,... which tingled me immensely inside.
The following days afterwards, where filled with leggy shots from his Mother while he stirred in his seat,... being more careless in his observations.
One afternoon, while wearing my tan skirt I noticed him gazing away at my thighs,... my legs crossed in his direction. When I caught him in the stare,... I actually looked right at him,... then back to my legs,... then I winked at him as I tilted my head flirtatiously. His face reddened in embarrassment, his head dropped in shyness,... but he didn't stop either.
' Do you have a thing for my legs Michael? ' ... I managed to strain out of my mouth.
He attempted to respond but was swallowed by hesitation while he stammered for missing words.
My heart was racing awaiting to hear what he said in return... but his courage evaporated.
I waited a few more minutes then I rose to my feet,... and sat down next to him on the sofa.
His eyes went directly to my knee area, then admiring my thighs as I leaned back into the sofa cushion.
I looked away knowing he would take advantage of the unsupervised moment to view them once more.
When I knew he was looking,... I crossed my legs his direction. As he rambled on nervously I ran my fingers through his hair, around his ear, as he attempted to put words together to form complete sentences. His focus was on my wandering fingers identifying a more gentle touch in my mannerisms. My voice softened,...
as I continued to softly taunt him further.
I leaned over and kissed his cheek, patted his thigh firmly,... ' Your growing up fast Michael. '
.... ' I love you darlin',... he just melted into the cushion.... still staring at my legs.
It was just after Christmas and he was still very enthused about his recent gifts. Keith spoils him as much as I,... but I might be in the process of providing the ultimate gift a mother can.... or could I,...
I have 'reached the fence',... and must find the courage to cross over... and I felt like Michael was willing to assist me,... almost waiting for me,... on the other side.
I knew he was upholding the respect of our relationship and probably didn't want me to know he had developed an attraction towards me either. My persuasive mannerisms were slow paced,... intentionally,... but it was clear I had to initiate some type of permission for him to act on his urges,... no matter how taboo.
It was now December 31st, and Keith was on his way to Germany when he experienced some trouble during the flight. I knew he was going to be occupied with the authorities in correcting the issue, and wouldn't be home in time for New Years Eve. We agreed to at least enjoy the holiday wherever possible and I would make other plans for the evening. When he said; ' You'll have to share the wine with Michael now '... we both giggled.
But when I hung up the phone,.... I gave that comment some thought,... indeed.
Michael was still out on a break from school... I knew that already. He doesn't have a girlfriend so I knew he would be available perhaps to ' stay home with his mother ' ... I said to myself.
A tingle ran through my body as I began to ponder my next move... and this was the perfect disguise.
I walked down the hallway and stopped by his doorway. I saw him sitting up in his bed,... messing with his phone. I walked over,... and sat on his bed. My bare legs caught his eyes as I folded them, almost touching his leg as I sat so close. I purposely acted a little depressed and left out.
' Your father is stuck in Germany with a flight issue,... what are ground spoilers?,... I asked.
He shrugged his shoulders as did I. Keith would be so proud,... not.
' Are you going to stay home tonight Michael ?' .. I asked.
' Jacob has the flu, so I'm just gonna stay home '... he replied.
' I think we should watch the 'ball drop' in NYC,... want to? '... I asked with enthusiasm.
He didn't act as enthused till I told him his father wasn't going to be here. I also added that I bought a bottle of wine for the evening,... and his father just gave him permission to share it with me. He sat up and was more attentive,... and fast.
' I can drink some wine??? ' ... he asked.
I encouraged him by taking his hand and holding it,... then I placed it on my leg... as I held it.
The back of his hand touching my thigh... he looked at it too... with surprise.
' Will you join me tonight? '... I asked with a warm motherly smile.
' Okay,... okay!,... yes '... he replied. I leaned forward and kissed his cheek, then I ran my hand down the side of his face,... almost flirtatiously. His eyes grew wide.
' I'll make something good for you to snack on too '... we'll have fun darlin'... and I left his room.
When I turned to look back at him,... I saw him adjust himself,... I did *...... I winked at him,...
.............. I winked at him * ..... then he melted away into the pillow.
About 8 pm I summoned Michael into the Den. I purposely wore a skirt and some suntan hose,... his weakness. My blouse was a bit low and my cleavage was once again,... being introduced. His eyes wandered my body for quite some time as he gathered some pillows. His eyes were a bit flustered when I reached down to fetch the blanket that had slid off the couch,... revealing a bit more than he's seen in the past. I have tortured him in the past with a few brief 'uppies',... innocently of course,... but this one was more,... delayed.
I have no doubt he was looking my way when I bent over,... the reflection in the mirror was evident.
.... my hands shook,... watching him stare.
We spent some time chatting but his focus was on my legs more than anything. Talking to Michael while wearing a dress is like talking to a hungry man,... at a buffet. I don't think he heard a word I said,... but was connecting to the view of my legs in hosiery,... as usual. I leaned back and crossed my legs so elegantly,... almost flirtatiously,... throughout the next hour or so.
I discovered courage that I didn't have before, as I began allowing my skirt to ride rather high as I nestled into the sofa,...watching the musical groups play on TV in NYC.
I knew this would be my opportunity,... to kiss Michael. He's very aware of my silly superstitions as I continued to remark about the missing kiss I was supposed to enjoy with his father,... on this traditional evening.
As we watched TV further,... I began to develop the perfect plan.
One could see the countless couples gathering in the city and the enlightened atmosphere that this holiday provides. As we sat together on the sofa I began caressing my knee, with a soft circular motion to entice his eyes. My painted nails danced on my knee until I captured his full attention. I waited for the best time,... then I waited again,... lacking the nerve. Then I just went for it.
' I want you to kiss me at midnight Michael... it's tradition, '... I added.
He looked at me, then looked back at the TV,..... in silence. ' What do you mean Mom? '
' I want a midnight kiss from you,... okay? ' I asked,... without looking his way... my heart was racing*
He didn't respond,... just silence. Then I re-crossed my legs,... in his direction... my calf,... swaying.
' You don't have to,... if you don't want to,... I understand',... I added... as I looked away.
I rose from the sofa and pulled the wine from the fridge,... and grabbed two glasses,... ' two.'
I placed the glasses on the table and stood very close to him as I attempted to open the bottle. My legs were so close to him as he sat below me. I could tell he was eyeing them intently.
' Your father gave you permission to share this with me tonight, '... I stated,... as I pulled the cork.
' I can drink wine tonight? '... he asked,... so puzzled,... so surprised.
About 11pm, I poured he and I,... a glass of red wine. He was so shocked. As we watched the TV I noticed some couples already kissing in the streets of NYC,... and prematurely. Michael was drinking the wine like it was soda. I was a bit flustered,... but I didn't say a word.
As we both looked at the TV screen, they showed a couple kissing each other. I could see Michael staring at them,... with a look of amazement.
' Mom ? '... he asked.
' Yes ? '... I returned.
' Are you serious about this midnight kiss? '... he asked,... watching them intently.
' If you wouldn't mind '... I replied back... my heart pounding away.
The couple on TV were just smooching away,... not really engaged.
' You want me to kiss you like that? ' he asked,... in a high pitched voice.
' No',... I responded. Just then the camera panned around,... and in on some other couple,... that were deep kissing each other.
' Like that Michael ' ... I replied,... followed by a wink. He darted his eyes to me,... then back to the TV.
' Only if you want to '... I added,... in such a weary voice.
' You won't tell dad ?' he asked,... in a very reserved soft audible.
' I won't tell him,... you don't either,... okay ? '... I asked.
He looked at me,... then looked down at my legs,... and then said; ' Are you being real ? '
' Only if you want to Son,... no pressure' ...I added,... my hand now shaking as I held my glass of wine.
When eleven thirty arrived,... I poured us both,... a larger portion of wine. By now Michael was feeling the effects and was more relaxed and almost anticipating my proposal,...staring at my legs more intently now.
..... I was soaked*
' Have you ever kissed a girl Michael?' ... I asked so kindly. He offered no response. ' No ? '... I added.
' Not like that I haven't ' ... he said quietly...... as he stared at my legs, now more exposed,... legs crossed.
As it neared 11:45 I had an opportunity while he went to the restroom,.... to raise my skirt higher,...my thighs now showing,... in suntan hosiery. When he returned he almost fell passing the table,... yearning for a peek at my legs now,... for sure. I just gave him my motherly warm smile.
As my calf swayed elegantly,... the time was nearing,... Michael was transfixed on my carelessness once again. My legs were very exposed now. I reached over,...without looking at him,..and began stroking the back of his neck,... flirtatiously.
I turned towards him and folded my leg,... and nestled closer to him,... very close. My crossed leg now bumping his side,... his eyes were wide,... his breathing now heard.
' No pressure Michael,... okay ?... Okay?,... I added.
10 - 9 - 8 - 7,...and Michael put his glass of wine on the table,...
I turned and got really close to him,... sipping my wine once more as I stared into his eyes. My lipstick lips shining as I moistened them for the potential kiss,... he was trembling,... perhaps anxious?
3 - 2 - 1,..... I placed my glass down and leaned into him,... ever so slowly.
His eyes seemed to glaze over as he froze seeing me so close to his face. I smiled softly at him.
' Kiss me Michael,... go ahead '... as I pouted my lips in preparation. He was in a zone,... staring at me.
' Just do it Michael,... kiss your Mother '...... as I held my position,... unwavering.
' Can I really??? '... he asked,... in such a high pitched voice. ' You won't tell ? ' ... I shook my head 'no.'
I saw Michael wet his lips,.... then he adjusted himself towards me,... and froze solid.
I rubbed my nose against the tip of his and smiled softly. ' Ready ? '... I asked.
I tilted my head to the right ever so slowly,... and leaned into him,... I paused right as our lips almost touched.
I've waited for this moment,... for so many years.... I couldn't resist.
I leaned in,.................... and I kissed Michael lips,... with a lippy type of kiss,... then I pulled back slightly.
I was still so close to his face,... I leaned in again,... and I kissed him again,... but longer,... our lips pressed together,... and firmly.
When I pulled back again,... he let out a loud sigh,....like a hissing sound.... he was dizzy,... eyes glazed.
' Kiss me Michael,... kiss me '... I whispered.
I didn't have to ask twice.
Michael leaned into ME,... and kissed me back....and holding the kiss too !
My body was trembling,... so was his,...
' Kiss me Michael,... like you mean it ' ... I added.
He leaned in again and I kissed him,... then again,... then again....... then....... I went for it.
I placed my hand on the back of his neck,... and I kissed him,... open mouth.
His sigh emptied into my cavity as he opened his jaw,... allowing me to get a good grip on his lips with my own.
My hands grasping the back of his neck was driving him insane with lust,.... concern,... but more importantly,... desire. His fresh mouth was very inviting as I continued to open mouth,... kiss my son Michael.
Our breathing was equally increasing in repetition.
I waited till we broke for air,... and I said it; ' Now kiss me like that couple,..... I won't tell. '
I reached for his hand,.... and I placed it on my thigh,.... he let out a huge sigh,.... loud too.
' Oh Mother,... Oh Mom',... and he planted one on me.
He shyly introduced his fresh tongue,... and when I sensed its arrival,... I could have orgasmed,.../truly.
I waited a second or two until I clearly felt it inside my mouth. I pulled back suddenly,... he froze in fear.
I looked down at his hand on my thigh,... and with a straight face, looking down at my legs,.... I slid his hand around my thigh,.... in circles,... watching it glide across my hosiery.
' Feel them Michael... feeeeeel them '.... I whispered.... and re-enaged for another kiss.
When our lips met,... we opened our mouths wide, and deep kissed*******
I immediately introduced my tongue,...but gradually, so not to upset his tempo,... but it was the most erotic kiss,... I ever had*
When Michael felt my tongue inside his mouth he melted in positioning, grasping my arm as if he was going to fall,... or pass out. I braced him but didn't relent in discovering his mouth with my warm gentle tongue.
Our kisses got more and more intense,...while his sweaty hand ever so slowly,...felt my left thigh.
Just feeling his hand on my thigh sent me over the edge,... I could no longer reserve my kiss....and began thrashing him with tongue..... feverishly so.
Michael was returning with his best effort,... but his lack of experience was obvious. When I reached for the table to grip for balance I knocked over a glass of wine,... but we didn't disengage,... at all.
Suddenly we were digging each others mouths out,... and furiously. Our breathing was warming the room,...
I allowed myself to drift back into the sofa,... and Michael pressed me further as he thrashed away,...kissing my mouth deep... so deeply.
My pussy was on fire ****.... I should say that twice...
Michaels hands were still cruising my left thigh,... my body began to shudder,... omg... omg,.... noooo.....
I said to myself,.... 'Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh' I broke from the kiss,...
lowering my head in embarrassment,... I came*.....I came****** !!!
Michael looked with wide eyes,... he knew what happened too.
I looked at him with slanted eyes,... lustful eyes,... and kissed him more....and more.
Michael and I sat on that sofa,... 'New Years Eve',...(2017),... kissing each other and deep.
We broke for a moment, as we both stared at each other,... in total silence while I poured us another glass of wine. He drank his,... I followed suit,... and we kissed for hours.
I didn't touch him,... except for holding the back of his head,... digging his mouth out furiously too.
A few minutes later Michael was almost having a seizure of sorts,... so excited,... beyond words.
' OMG,... omg,..... Mother '.... as I held him close/ hugging him warmly.
' Your legs,...omg ! ' he proclaimed. I just smiled warmly,... didn't utter a word... ' Kiss me '... I whispered.
Michael and I spent the evening, pressed into the sofa,... deep kissing,... deep kissing each other.
The wine was well consumed during short breaks, then passionate kissing resumed... for hours.
I can't describe in adequate detail,.... just how f-ing erotic that was !!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The passion was off the charts,... our tongues entangled,... our morals,... washed away. Feeling Michaels hand on my leg was too much to bare,... I was the one melting now. I wanted so bad to take it a step further but reminded myself,... I had to take my time. I was completely lost in some of those entanglements... my mind was over heating. Visions of my 'captioned pictures' flooded my brain,.... I was cumming,.... I was*
An overwhelming sense of getting caught,... never left my mind,.. .although I knew it was a just a phobia.
We were ' home-alone'
Michael and I stayed up until 4 Am,... kissing,... kissing,... and kissing.
Finally,... I walked him down the hall,... stopping to re-engage.
Some of those kisses lasted 10 minutes,... pressing me against the wall.
I walked him to his doorway, and paused, giving him one more final deep kiss. As I let go of his hand,... I turned to walk down that hallway into our bedroom. Michael followed behind,...
I turned and kissed once more,... deeply.
' Not yet Michael,... not tonight,... but soon,... soon Michael '... and I closed our bedroom door.
My thoughts evolved around Mrs. Coggins in N.H./ ... one who was equally daring.
I now know the reason she couldn't cease in her quest,... for lust is an unrelenting sensation... unforgiving.
The days since have been filled with such joy,... and Michael,... is a very happy Son.
Secret kisses are occurring,... a lot.
More to follow,.../ CarrieAnn
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