Nick Eastwood - In Mommy_s bed

Brenda Brown was hurrying from the bathroom to her bedroom, wearing nothing but a hastily draped towel, when she almost collided with her teenage son Mark. "Oh, Mark, honey," she cried, "sorry, I'm in such a hurry. Remember to lock the door when you leave, okay?"

"Okay, Mom," Mark replied as she scooted past him and darted into the master bedroom.

Mark was all ready to leave for a date on that warm Friday night in July, but he lingered outside his mother's half-open door, listening to her hum to herself as she dressed. Brenda was so pretty and sexy, he thought. He just couldn't resist taking an illicit peek at her. Quietly he stuck his head into the room.

Brenda had her back to him and was just dropping her bath towel. Mark had never seen his mother naked before, and his eyes got huge as he studied her tall sleek body, tiny waist, and perfectly-shaped little ass. Her long dark hair was still wet from the shower, and she began to comb it out, still humming to herself. Mark felt his cock starting to stiffen.

"Shit," he muttered under his breath.

He couldn't very well show up for his date with a hard-on, yet he wanted to go on looking at his beautiful mother. She had such a fantastic body, slender yet with big melon-shaped breasts. Mark hoped she'd turn around so he could see her naked tits. On the other hand, if she turned, she'd see him. He'd better find a safer way to spy on her.

As quietly as he could, he inched the door closed, then dropped to his knees and looked through the keyhole. That was more like it. Brenda would have no idea he was watching her. And just as he got settled at his spying post, she turned. His cock went stiff asa board as he ogled her fantastic big tits and little dark bush.

Brenda strode across the room, unaware that she had an audience. She opened a dresser drawer and started sorting through her collection of bras and panties, looking for the most sexy combination she could find. Her husband Gil, a trucker, was due home that evening after almost two weeks on the road, and Brenda wanted to give him a welcome he'd never forget. It made her horny just to think about seeing Gil again, and she felt her pussy start to heat and cream.

She reminded herself that it might be a few hours yet before her husband got there, so she'd better not get all worked up. Of course, she could masturbate, but she didn't really want to do that. She played with herself so much when Gil was away. Tonight she wanted to save herself for the real thing – her husband's huge rock-hard cock. She could hardly wait to take it into her famished cunt.

"Mmmmm, Gil, hurry," she murmured.

She selected a white lace bra and bikini panty set, but she didn't hurry to put them on. Instead she stood before the big dresser mirror and critically studied her body. Was it as good as when she and Gil were first married so many years ago? That was hard to say, but it was still damned good. It was sleek and firm and slender, and her large pointed tits didn't sag at all.

Brenda liked what she saw in the mirror, and she paraded back and forth in front of it a few times, having no idea how much she was arousing her spying son. Mark thought his mother was the sexiest woman in the whole world as she paraded before that mirror, her luscious big tits bouncing. His eyes dropped to the small neat triangle of her bush, and he wished she'd spread her legs so he could see all that mysterious female territory down there. Mark had an awful lot to learn about female anatomy.

For a few precious seconds he got his wish. Brenda paused and faced the mirror squarely, then folded back the dark curls of her bush and isolated the small pink bud of her clit. Sighing softly, she rubbed the sensitive button with the tip of her index finger, giving herself a few tantalizing stabs of pleasure. She needed that much relief from her rapidly mounting horniness. But that was all she allowed herself.

She stepped away from the mirror and put on the pretty little panties and bra. On the other side of the door, Mark was almost groaning with need. His stiff cock felt like it was going to tear its way right out of his jeans, and all he could think about was making it with his gorgeous mom. He tried to imagine how it would feel to sink his engorged boner into her steamy slick cunt.

But that was kind of hard to imagine, because he'd never fucked before. He'd had only a few dates, in fact, and so far he'd never gotten beyond kissing and hand holding. But maybe tonight he'd get lucky. Dana, the girl he was taking out, had a kind of fast reputation. And speaking of Dana, he was going to be late for his date if he didn't get in gear.

He hated to leave. He could have gone on watching his mother a lot longer, especially as she paraded around the room in that skimpy bra and panty set. But he didn't want to blow it with Dana. Sighing, he got to his feet and tiptoed down the hall and out of the house. He wasn't wanted there anyway, he was sure of that. Dad would be home soon, and his parents would want to have the place all to themselves while they made love.

Mark shivered with longing as he thought about his dad fucking his mom. He really envied the old man, getting to go to bed with her whenever he wanted to. Tie was still thinking about how fantastic his mother had looked naked as he backed the family car out of the driveway and headed for Dana's place.

Meanwhile Brenda was using the blow dryer on her long blue-black hair and trying to ignore the fiery need in her pussy. It was too soon to get horny, she told herself. No use putting herself through hours of torment while she waited for Gil. There was no telling just when he'd get there. A lot depended on traffic and on whether he stopped to eat. She'd just better try to think clean thoughts for awhile. She gave that a few seconds of effort, then giggled. It was no go – she definitely had a dirty mind tonight.

She opened the closet arid took out a filmy white negligee that was semi-sheer. Gil would be able to see through it when she greeted him, and she hoped that would give him the right idea. They'd had so little love making these past few years, much too little for Brenda. She wanted to make their few moments together count. She just lipped Gil wasn't all tired out. That had been happening a lot lately.

He was working himself way too hard to pay for their house. It was wonderful having a house of their own at last, but still Brenda wondered if it was worth it. Their love life was going to hell. Gil didn't want her to work, so he had the whole financial burden, and all too often he was just too busy or too exhausted to make love.

Well, not tonight. Brenda was going to get laid if she had to drag him through a cool shower and force coffee down him. She'd go crazy with frustration if she didn't get fucked, she was sure of that. Two weeks without a man was just too much. She'd been masturbating every single night, sometimes two and three times in a row, but it hadn't done much to ease the nagging lust she felt. Only Gil's big hard cock could do that.

"Oh, please, honey, get here soon," she sighed.

An hour passed, and no Gil. Brenda lounged in front of the TV, sipping a drink, but she couldn't get interested in any of the programs. All she could think about was how desperately she needed to be fucked. Her cunt was on fire with need, and it was leaking a steady stream of hot sticky juice. She caught herself rubbing her thighs together for relief. She had a hunch she was going to change her mind about playing with herself.

It was Gil she wanted and needed, but at least she could give herself some relief with her own fingers. She opened her negligee and slid a hand down inside her panties. She touched the searing wet flesh of her pussy and shivered with anticipation. She was really getting to be an expert at playing with herself these days. She pressed a fingertip to her slick little clit and began to rub it in a circular motion. Hot stabs of pleasure radiated through her gash.