Mom, Wine, and a Scary Movie_(0)
Mom, Wine, and a Scary Movie_(0)
Sex Story Author: | killingtime |
Sex Story Excerpt: | Billy rests one hand on his mother's stomach, fiddling with the smooth cloth of the robe, unable to take his |
Sex Story Category: | Incest |
Sex Story Tags: | Fiction, Incest, Male / Older Female, Mature, Non-consensual sex, Older Female / Males, Reluctance |
Billy comes home from school excited to show his mother his report card. He rushes inside as she comes out of her room clad only in a silk robe. He pauses as he cant stop from staring at his mothers slender curves, shown easily as the thin robe clings to her damp skin. Her dark hair rests on her shoulders, creating wet spots that run down her chest, clinging to the small but firm breasts. “What is it sweetie?”
“Mom, I got straight A’s!” he says as her question snaps him back to reality.
“That’s great, let’s celebrate! I’ll order a pizza and we can order a movie. What would you like to watch?”
“Something scary.” Billy yells as he runs up to his room to change out of his school clothes while Mary scrolls through the movies and orders something recommended before checking on the laundry.
Its not long before the the pizza arrives and Mary joins Billy on the couch, very full glass of wine, settling against the arm. Billy sits in a t-shirt and gym shorts and looks over at his mother as she curls her smooth toned legs under her. As he watches she leans over to pick up a slice of pizza and robe loosens just enough that he almost makes out the silhouette of one of his mothers breasts. His young hormones raging, he is glad he wore loose shorts as he has to adjust them to hide his growing hardness.
Billy continues watching his mother as she finishes the pizza and curls her legs under her. His eyes trace up her smooth slender legs as the rises up a little higher. He licks his lips as his pants continue to get tighter and his mother sips wine unaware. He moves a little closer to her to try to get a better look in the light of the movie but his mother notices the movement.
“Is the movie too scary?”
“A little but not too scary.”
“Well we can cuddle a bit if you want,” she says with a smile, thinking he’s too proud to admit he’s afraid. She lays back onto her back resting her head on the arm while he settles against her, resting his head on her left breast. The motion causes the robe to open a little more, showing off much of the top of her chest and breasts. She thinks nothing of it since its her child resting under her arm as she caresses his back in reassurance.
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