Twinkle in Her Eyes

The Twinkle In Her Eyes by Imshoss

My father was an executive with an advertising company. I never got to know him because he died in a plane crash while on company business. Because he was heavily insured, my mom and I were well taken care off and she was able to stay at home and not have to work to support us.

This story takes place when I was eighteen and my mom was thirty-seven. Her name is Bonnie and she is very attractive. What I like most about mom is her facial features. She has wavy light brown hair that flows to her shoulders and pretty bangs that cover her forehead. Matching brown eyes that twinkle when she laughs a certain way. Bright white teeth set in perfectly in her small mouth. Mom is about 5 foot 10 inches tall and I would guess weighs about 125 lbs. She has a very nice figure with shapely hips and a 36C bust (I found that out when I checked out her clothes in the laundry). Because she liked to workout and is the athletic type, she has great looking legs. Firm long legs that give me an erection whenever I get a revealing look up her dress.

As for me, my name is Eric I have been told I am rather good looking with blond hair, small nose and a good figure. I’m 5’ 11 weigh 150 lbs. and enjoy working out like mom. My manhood is eight inches long and just under 3 inches in diameter. Oh, one other thing, I was terribly shy at this point in my life and lacked confidence in just about everything (despite being an A student). It was so bad, there was only one person who I was not shy around and that was Bonnie my mom.

It was my eighteenth summer and mom and I did everything together. I had very few friends and oddly she didn’t have many either. She had dated for a few years and when I asked her why nothing ever worked out, she shrugged and said none of them were her type.

Kidding around she smiled and said, “They have to compete with you and that’s a tough job,” and with that she smiled.

It happened while mom and I went to this summer resort for two weeks. This place had everything, horseback riding, golf, and tennis, weight room and a swimming pool. At night they had a band and mom and I shared some drinks (it was back when the drinking age was 18). Well mom and I were having a good time that first night and even danced together a few times. She had some trouble persuading me but I finally got up the nerve. While we were dancing to a slow number, mom’s breasts were rubbing against my chest. Wow, I thought to myself, I could even feel her nipples through the thin material of her blouse. Needless to say that’s not the only thing I could feel. My prick became a steel rod in no time flat. Realizing that mom could possibly feel it too, I started to back away. Oddly, mom would have none of that. She placed both hands on my butt and drew me to herself.

“Where do you think you’re going mister,” as she smiled gently and pressed her breasts closer against me.

“Uh, nowhere,” was all I could manage to say. As it turned out that was the last song for the night. Mom and I walked back to our room and as we did, she grabbed a hold of my hand.

Funny how she smiled the whole time we walked back. The moon was almost full and I knew I was in love with my mother. Not the legitimate kind of motherly love, but I wanted to love my mother like a girlfriend.

I wanted to hold her in my arms and squeeze her tight. Oh to be able to deeply kiss her open mouth and caress her tongue with mine. I wanted to take her to bed and remove all her clothes. I wanted to examine every inch of her nakedness and then go back and lick the same area once again. I wanted to make love to my mother and bring her to an earth shaking orgasm and finally inject my sperm deep within her womb.

Mom noticed I was deep and thought and asked me, “What’s up tiger?”

What could I say? I answered somewhat unconvincingly, “Nothing really,” followed by “I love you mom.”

She squeezed my hand, smiled and said, “I love you too.”

When we were in our room I was first to get ready for bed. I tried to exit the bathroom without mom seeing the tenting in my pajamas. My erection was so hard it hurt.

I don’t think I was successful in hiding my agitated state because I saw her look directly at my crouch and could have sworn I heard her say, ”Uhmm.”

I was under the covers when she came out in a little baby doll outfit that really showed off her thighs and her nicely shaped breasts.

With the lights out I knew I was going to have to relieve myself. I had to be very quiet because mom and I shared the room. I had one queen size bed and mom the other.

I waited for about ten minutes, even pretending to snore in case if mom did catch me, maybe she would think I’m doing it in my sleep.

What happened next blew me away. Before I had a chance to start pumping my rod, I noticed mom slowly pulling the covers down. I continued to pretend to be asleep excited by shadowy glimpse of my mom’s legs pushing the covers the down. I made sure my breathing didn’t change so mom wouldn’t get suspicious that I was awake.

Mom then pulled her panties down and raised her gown up. “Wow!” I thought! Here was my beautiful mother showing me her mostly nude body in profile. In my eighteen years of life I had never seen a live nude woman. Now I was watching my mother about to undertake a very intimate sexual act.

What I saw next would have surely caused me to blow my load if I touched myself just a little bit. I could see my mom’s breasts in profile. They looked beautiful. Not too big and definitively not small. Her nipples looked to be close to an inch long and rooted firmly on what I would call perky breasts.

Since I was on mom’s left side, I had a good view as she played with her cunt using her right hand. I could definitely see some of her fur on top of the mound between her legs.

Mom was rubbing vigorously and I could see her chest rising and falling rapidly. She must have been very excited because she had to put her left hand over her mouth to keep herself quiet.

Even so when she finally did orgasm, I could hear a muffled cry.

“Oh, oh, ohh,” was the muffled words that escaped from her.

I must have shook from all the excitement because she quickly glanced in my direction. Fortunately I was able to close my eyes in time and make some snoring sounds. After that mom got herself together and fell quickly asleep.

I on the other hand still needed to relieve myself. Unsnapping my pajama bottoms I lowered them enough so that I could play with my cock and balls.

When I masturbate, I like to massage my testicles while stroking my prick. Needless to say it didn’t take long for me to cum. Just looking at mom as I stoked my tool was sending shivers down my spine. Her hair, nose and lips were causing me to expel pre-cum like water from a faucet.

I then fantasized that instead of her fingers petting her pussy, it was my tongue and that I was lapping up all her love juices.

Well that did it. The next thing I knew I felt my seed rushing up from my balls through my rod and spurt after spurt, shot out of top and all over the place. It was so powerful some even landed on my face. I tried to be quiet but I couldn’t help moaning. I quickly looked at mom but could see no sign that she had noticed my activity.

My sheets were pretty wet and I remember thinking just before I fell asleep, that I hoped they would be dry by morning.

The next day was sunny and warm. Just another day in Paradise and with my mom by my side it truly was.

I’m sure you are probably wondering why wasn’t I experiencing remorse and guilt over my feelings towards my mom.