stashsg
02-04-2007, 11:48 PM
hi guys n gals my first story... up me if u like it will post more.....
A Mom Models For Her Son
Maggie was shopping for underwear. Usually she went for plain white cotton ones, nothing fancy. Functional, she thought. As she made her selections, she lingered in the part of the store that specialized in more revealing underwear, thongs, teddies and g-strings. She fingered the material. It was sheer and lacy, basically see through. She couldn't believe women actually wore these; it was like wearing nothing at all.
"Would you like to try that on in your size?"
Maggie blushed. The sales associate was male. That was new to her, men working in women's intimate apparel. How things had changed!
"This would look great with your figure," he said, picking out a black lace thong and bra.
What the hell, she thought. She still had plenty of time. She disappeared into the fitting room with her selection. The associate had been right. The thong and bra made her look like a sex goddess. She still had a good body for a woman her age, better than most. Why was she hiding it? Her friend Jean had told her she should embrace her curves. She also liked how the thong and bra felt, how the string of the panties ran up her butt and was tight over her pussy lips. It made her feel sexy and wanted.
Maggie paid for them at the checkout.
"Hot date?" the cashier said.
Maggie blushed. Sure. If staying home and cooking dinner for her husband and son qualified as a hot date.
Drew was already home from school when she pulled into the driveway.
"Hi mom."
"Hi hun."
"What did you get?"
"Oh nothing," she said, trying to hide her purchases.
"Come on show me. I know you're lying. Victoria's Secret. Very nice. I didn't know you shopped there."
"Well, normally I don't."
"Get anything nice?"
"Just granny panties."
"Let me see."
"No Drew!"
But it was too late. He had already pulled the bag away from her. Drew's mouth fell open. "Wow. That's hot."
"Stop you're making me blush," Maggie said.
"I didn't know you wore that kind of stuff, mom."
"I don't. It was silly of me, really. Give them back. I'll go back to the store tomorrow and return them."
Drew held the panties and bra away from her. "Like hell you are. This is definitely a keeper."
Suddenly Maggie felt less embarrassed. "You think?" she said.
Drew nodded. "You should try them on."
"You mean right here?"
Drew nodded.
"All right," she said. "But you have to promise not to make fun. Your mother isn't 18 anymore, you know."
Drew raised his right hand. "Scout's honor."
"O.K. Give me a minute to change."
She took the bag into the bathroom. She took a long hard look at herself in the mirror. She couldn't believe what she was doing. Had it been this long since a man had shown an interest in what she wore? Whatever, she thought and undressed and slid on the thong and bra. A little tight, she thought, but it was fine. She also put on a pair of high heels to complete the outfit.
Drew let out a wolf whistle when she came out of the bathroom. His eyes lit up. She felt self conscious at first, but encouraged by son's stares she started traipsing around the living room with the confidence and poise of a showgirl.
"You approve?" she said.
Drew was speechless. All he could do was nod. He knew his mom had a great body but this only confirmed it. He could her dark nipples poking through the fabric and the dark area in her panties where her pubic hair was. He was getting hard.
She noticed the effect she was having on her son and she thought, "This old girl still has it." After this, she could never go back to white granny panties. She felt too sexy and powerful.
"Can I feel the material?" Drew asked.
"I guess."
Drew held out his hand and touched the underside of her breast. Maggie shuddered with delight. "Mmm soft," Drew said.
"Feels soft," Maggie said.
Emboldened by his mother's purring, he rubber her over her panties. She moaned. Drew drew back his finger. It was moist with his mother's juices. When she wasn't looking, he put his finger up to his mouth and sucked it clean. It tasted musty and sweet.
A car pulled into the driveway.
"Damnit," she said. "Your father's home. I need to get dressed and hide these."
During dinner, Jim asked his wife how was shopping. "It was fine," Maggie said. She looked over to her son, hoping he would keep his mouth shut. He did. Her secret was safe.
That night lying bed Drew thought about his mother and the outfit she had modeled for it. It didn't take long for him to get hard. He grabbed his shaft and started stroking. He couldn't believe he was jacking off to his mom. When it was over, he had never creamed so much in his life.
Given the effect she had had on Drew, Maggie thought she'd expand her wardrobe. She went back to the store the next day. The same male sales associate was there.
"Back for more?"
Maggie nodded. He showed her a black g-string.
"This one is very popular," he said. "It'll drive your husband crazy."
How about my son? Will it drive him crazy? she wanted to ask.
A Mom Models For Her Son
Maggie was shopping for underwear. Usually she went for plain white cotton ones, nothing fancy. Functional, she thought. As she made her selections, she lingered in the part of the store that specialized in more revealing underwear, thongs, teddies and g-strings. She fingered the material. It was sheer and lacy, basically see through. She couldn't believe women actually wore these; it was like wearing nothing at all.
"Would you like to try that on in your size?"
Maggie blushed. The sales associate was male. That was new to her, men working in women's intimate apparel. How things had changed!
"This would look great with your figure," he said, picking out a black lace thong and bra.
What the hell, she thought. She still had plenty of time. She disappeared into the fitting room with her selection. The associate had been right. The thong and bra made her look like a sex goddess. She still had a good body for a woman her age, better than most. Why was she hiding it? Her friend Jean had told her she should embrace her curves. She also liked how the thong and bra felt, how the string of the panties ran up her butt and was tight over her pussy lips. It made her feel sexy and wanted.
Maggie paid for them at the checkout.
"Hot date?" the cashier said.
Maggie blushed. Sure. If staying home and cooking dinner for her husband and son qualified as a hot date.
Drew was already home from school when she pulled into the driveway.
"Hi mom."
"Hi hun."
"What did you get?"
"Oh nothing," she said, trying to hide her purchases.
"Come on show me. I know you're lying. Victoria's Secret. Very nice. I didn't know you shopped there."
"Well, normally I don't."
"Get anything nice?"
"Just granny panties."
"Let me see."
"No Drew!"
But it was too late. He had already pulled the bag away from her. Drew's mouth fell open. "Wow. That's hot."
"Stop you're making me blush," Maggie said.
"I didn't know you wore that kind of stuff, mom."
"I don't. It was silly of me, really. Give them back. I'll go back to the store tomorrow and return them."
Drew held the panties and bra away from her. "Like hell you are. This is definitely a keeper."
Suddenly Maggie felt less embarrassed. "You think?" she said.
Drew nodded. "You should try them on."
"You mean right here?"
Drew nodded.
"All right," she said. "But you have to promise not to make fun. Your mother isn't 18 anymore, you know."
Drew raised his right hand. "Scout's honor."
"O.K. Give me a minute to change."
She took the bag into the bathroom. She took a long hard look at herself in the mirror. She couldn't believe what she was doing. Had it been this long since a man had shown an interest in what she wore? Whatever, she thought and undressed and slid on the thong and bra. A little tight, she thought, but it was fine. She also put on a pair of high heels to complete the outfit.
Drew let out a wolf whistle when she came out of the bathroom. His eyes lit up. She felt self conscious at first, but encouraged by son's stares she started traipsing around the living room with the confidence and poise of a showgirl.
"You approve?" she said.
Drew was speechless. All he could do was nod. He knew his mom had a great body but this only confirmed it. He could her dark nipples poking through the fabric and the dark area in her panties where her pubic hair was. He was getting hard.
She noticed the effect she was having on her son and she thought, "This old girl still has it." After this, she could never go back to white granny panties. She felt too sexy and powerful.
"Can I feel the material?" Drew asked.
"I guess."
Drew held out his hand and touched the underside of her breast. Maggie shuddered with delight. "Mmm soft," Drew said.
"Feels soft," Maggie said.
Emboldened by his mother's purring, he rubber her over her panties. She moaned. Drew drew back his finger. It was moist with his mother's juices. When she wasn't looking, he put his finger up to his mouth and sucked it clean. It tasted musty and sweet.
A car pulled into the driveway.
"Damnit," she said. "Your father's home. I need to get dressed and hide these."
During dinner, Jim asked his wife how was shopping. "It was fine," Maggie said. She looked over to her son, hoping he would keep his mouth shut. He did. Her secret was safe.
That night lying bed Drew thought about his mother and the outfit she had modeled for it. It didn't take long for him to get hard. He grabbed his shaft and started stroking. He couldn't believe he was jacking off to his mom. When it was over, he had never creamed so much in his life.
Given the effect she had had on Drew, Maggie thought she'd expand her wardrobe. She went back to the store the next day. The same male sales associate was there.
"Back for more?"
Maggie nodded. He showed her a black g-string.
"This one is very popular," he said. "It'll drive your husband crazy."
How about my son? Will it drive him crazy? she wanted to ask.