R M Dexter - Mom’s Bridal Lingerie

dal Lingerie Ch. 01 Incest/Taboo Literotica.com

Incest/Taboo Moms Bridal Lingerie Ch. 01

Moms Bridal Lingerie Ch. 01

by rmdexter

Mitchell! Look what you did. You shot it all over me!

Mitch Stevens knew he was in trouble. His mother only used his full name when she was angry with him. He looked at his mother sitting on the edge of the bed in front of him, her face a mess of white milky goo, a huge strand of the creamy fluid dangling from her chin. Im sorry, Mom. I had no idea it was going to shoot that far. He held his hand out towards his mother, as if showing her that he had no control over what his hand had caused.

You were pumping it so hard, Im not surprised, Nicole Stevens said, shaking her head in dismay. Look at me. You even got it all over my sweater.

Mitch looked down at his mothers voluptuous chest, her huge mouth-watering tits gorgeously displayed in a black ribbed turtleneck that seemed adhered to her lush body like a second layer of skin. The vertical ribs of the sweater followed the swelling contours of her big round breasts, flowing out to the sides enticingly before being drawn back in as the tight fabric formed to her shapely hourglass figure. He could see gobs of the pearly white fluid had landed on the upper swells of her tits, looking obscenely erotic against the black material of her sweater. He could even see her nipples thrusting provocatively as they poked against the soft fabric, the protruding buds visible right through the black bra she was wearing beneath. I didnt think it was going to shoot all over you like that. Once it started, it just kept coming. I was as surprised as you that there was so much of the stuff.

What am I going to do? Nicole said as she looked down at her spattered chest, the dangling wad of thick fluid dropping off her chin and onto her right breast, the heavy gob sliding slowly towards her stiff nipple. Im supposed to be going out to dinner with your father soon. Now Im going to have to change. He cant see me with this all over me.

Both mother and son looked down at the guilty culprit still clutched in the teenagers circling hand, another milky strand drooling from the opening at the tip. Nicole gave a resigned shrug, knowing she had been just as responsible for what had happened as her son. It had been her suggestion to start with.

Hey you two, what are you doing in here? It looks like youre making a porno, Rick Stevens said as he walked into the master bedroom, stood at the end of the bed and adjusted his tie, a smile on his face as he looked at his wife and son.

You men are such pigs, Nicole said as she shook her head in disgust. Mitch came in as I was getting ready to put my shoes on and asked what he should use on some dry skin on his elbow. I had a jar of hand lotion in the bedside table and figured that would do the job, but I hadnt used it in a while and I guess the nozzle had gotten clogged from sitting for so long. Anyways, while I was sitting here putting my shoes on, our boy genius here starts pumping at it like theres no tomorrow. Next thing I know, the lotion is shooting all over the place. She held her hands up in a gesture

of futility, pointing to the pearly gobs of lotion that her son had sprayed all over her.

Rick looked over at his 18-year old son, the boys face red with embarrassment as he looked at his mother, the plastic bottle of offending hand lotion still in his hand. Relax, sweetheart. Accidents happen, Rick said. He gave his son a conspiratorial wink before continuing, a sly grin on his face. Besides, it reminds me of a movie I saw on pay-per-view awhile backonly the woman wasnt wearing any clothes at the time.

Youre both pigs. Honestly, I dont know which of you is worse, Nicole said as she got up and headed towards the en-suite bathroom. Ive got to clean myself up and get changed now before we can go out.

Its fine, honey, Rick said, checking the time on his watch. Weve got lots of time to get to the restaurant before our reservation. He turned to his son as his wife disappeared into the bathroom. So, what happened to your elbow?

I dont know, Ive just got this dry patch of skin on this one arm, Mitch said as he put the bottle of lotion down on the bedside table and carefully depressed the pump, the lotion now flowing smoothly into the cupped hand he held beneath the nozzle. This thing was clogged like you wouldnt believe. I was pushing on it and pumping

it, trying to loosen the clog, and then all of a sudden, the thing lets go and the stuff starts shooting everywhere. He took his hand and smoothed the lotion over his elbow, slowly rubbing it into his skin.

Yeah, that happens when they sit there and you dont use them. No big deal, Mitchs father said as he pulled on his sports jacket. Your mother will just have to get changed into something else. Although I did like that black turtleneck, didnt you?

Mitch was somewhat shaken, his father never having asked his opinion on his mothers choice of clothing before. The young man was unsure of what to say. Hed absolutely loved the way his mother looked in the tightly stretched turtleneck, loving the way the flowing ribs of the sweater adhered to her spectacular figure. He had a number of pictures in his collection of her wearing that sweater, pictures that

he often pulled up on his computer screen when he jerked off. And now, his dad was asking what he thought of it. II guess it looked okay, Mitch mumbled, shrugging his shoulders as if hed never really given it any notice.

Ah, shell find something just as nice in all those clothes she has, Rick said, waving his hand in a futile gesture as both of them nodded, knowing Nicole was a clothes horse who had no end of things to choose from. Which reminds mewhen Im

away this weekend, I want you to help your mother. She promised to clean some of those boxes of old clothes out of the attic, and shell probably need your help. Will you do that for me, son?

Mitch knew that his father was going away on an overnight fishing trip with his good friend, Ed, early Saturday morning. Mitch knew hed be only too happy to help his mother in any way he could. He relished the idea of being alone in the house with just her, whether it just be doing chores, or whatever she wanted, just as long as he could be close to her, and that spectacular MILFish body of hers. Sure, Dad, I can do that. Ive got no major plans.

Great. Thanks, son. Itll be nice to get some of that stuff in the attic cleaned up and out of the way.

How come you guys arent going out for dinner tomorrow night before you go? Isnt that what you usually do? Mitch asked, somewhat surprised when hed come home from school to hear that his parents were going out for dinner on a Thursday.

Yeah, we usually have our date night on Fridays, but this place Ed and I are going is further than usual, so were heading out at 4:00 in the morning.

4:00amouch!

YeahI know, I know. But Ed says there are great rainbow trout in this river, so well give it a try. So anyways, I want to hit the sack real early tomorrow night so Im not a zombie all day Saturday.

Yeah, that makes sense.

This should do it, Nicoles voice made them both turn as she strode back into the room. Thank goodness none of it got on my skirt or tights. I just had to change my top.

You look great, honey, Rick said. Dont you think so, Mitch?

Again Mitch was flummoxed by being put on the spot. As soon as hed looked up at his mother, his mind had gone into overdrive again. Nonetheless, he did manage to spit out a somewhat coherent response. Yeah. Uh.you look great, Mom.

Thanks, sweetheart. We shouldnt be too late, Nicole said as she picked up her purse, stepped close to her son, and gave him a quick peck on the cheek before taking her husbands arm as he escorted her out of the room. The scent of his mothers perfume had wafted sensuously into Mitchs nostrils, setting his teenage libido afire. He had dreamed so often of pulling her close and kissing her deeply, before taking her to bed and ravishing her all night long, pumping load after load of hot teenage cum into his mothers scintillatingly sexy body. But she had only given him a quick peck on the cheek, leaving him aroused yet unsatisfied.