M Jacobs - Mom_s naughty urge

"Look up at me, Bob," she said in a voice dripping with lust.

Bob hesitated at first. He had been looking down at the floor, but even that didn't keep him for seeing his mother open her legs for him. He tried desperately to avoid looking up at her, but when she told him to look at her in her warmest voice, he couldn't resist. What he saw drove him wild with excitement and confusion.

Jessica watched her son's eyes flash from her face to her cunt and back again. She knew now that he was firmly in her trap. She parted her legs even more, opening the area of her cunt to her son as lewdly as a bitch in heat. She smiled down at him with a warmth that melted his balls.

"Do you like what you see, Bob?" she asked. Bob gasped and turned his head away, suddenly realizing that he had been staring between his mother's legs. He didn't know what she was doing to him, opening her legs like that and almost telling him to look at her cunt, but he did know that he shouldn't have let himself do it. Or should he?

"Well, Bob? Do you like what you see?" she asked again, not letting her son off the hook for a minute.

"I… I don't know, Mom. I mean… uh… I… I didn't see anything. Honest Mom. I didn't," her son stammered.

"Don't be afraid to admit it, darling," Jessica said teasingly. "You saw my little pussy, I let you look right up my dress. I wanted you to see what you saw, Bob. Do you understand?"

"I… I don't get it, Mom," Bob said weakly, raising his head and looking into her eyes.

"You will get it, darling. Believe me, you'll get it," she laughed, tossing her long silky hair behind her. "Will you massage my legs for me, Bob?"

"You… you really want me to? But Mom I…" he struggled, unable to believe that she had really asked him to do that to her.

"Don't be afraid, lover," she purred. "You want ma to feel comfortable, don't you, Bob? Don't you remember how I used to rub your back for you when you were tense after playing hard all day? Don't you remember bow comfortable I made you feel by massaging you?"

"Uh… yeah…" he choked.

"Well, darling, wouldn't you like to make me feel all warm and comfy too?" she smiled, her cunt already steaming.

"Sure, Mom," he rasped. "But your legs? I mean… uh… I'm not supposed to touch your legs, am I? I mean… uh… you're my mom."

"Aren't my legs pretty enough to touch?" she asked, her lips in a little pout.

"Gosh yeah! They're beautiful! I mean…" he gasped. His hands were still trembling, his dick was stiff in his pants.

"That's all right, lover. Don't be embarrassed. A boy can hardly help noticing his mother's body. It's nothing to be ashamed of, Bob. You wouldn't be the first boy who's touched his mother's legs. If you're so embarrassed about it we can keep it our little secret. No one will need to know but us." Jessica ran her hand up and down her exposed leg.

Bob really wanted to touch his mother's legs. They looked so soft and silky. Her skin glowed beneath her nude panty hose, glowed with a warmth that begged to be felt. The teen was intoxicated by his mother's incredible beauty and her sudden lewd behavior. She had never spoken to him in the tone of voice she was using tonight. Her voice was as smooth as silk, and her words seemed to wrap around him like a silken web.

"Touch me, darling. Touch me there," she said, reaching down and touching her ankle. He felt her warmth radiating through him. His cock kicked like a mule in his tight nuts were hot and tingling between his kneeling legs. He hoped she couldn't see his hard-on sticking down one leg of his pants. He knew that he had an especially big cock and that everyone could see it in his pants when it got hard. It was bad enough when a girl at school or one of his teachers saw his dick sticking down the leg of his pants. It would be a whole hell of a lot worse if his mother caught sight of it.

"Ummmmmmmmm," Jessica said, feeling her son's warm hand rubbing her ankle. "It feels good, sooooo good. Move your hand up a little, darling. Do my other leg too."

Bob did as he was told. He ran his hands over her calves and up behind her knees, getting hornier and hornier the more fully he explored her long lithe legs. He tried to look away, but it was impossible. He found himself staring between her legs, staring at her cunt. She had told him that she wanted him to see her cunt, and he sure was seeing it.

Bob had never seen a woman's pussy before, although he had always looked forward to the experience. He had seen pictures of course, as all the kids had. Seeing a real pussy in the flesh wan whole lot more exciting. The thought of seeing his mother's cunt drove him wild. He stared at the crotch of her panties, watching as the material moved ever so slightly with every movement of her legs. Her panties swelled slightly between her legs. He wanted desperately to see what her flimsy garment was hiding there.

"Up further, lover," Jessica moaned, getting all dizzy with excitement and taboo lust.

Jessica got hotter and hotter as her son's hand ran up her leg. She felt his gentle but nervous fingers stroking the silky flesh of her upper leg, felt him gently squeezing her resilient flesh. She moved closer to the edge of the sofa, slouching a bit and opening her steaming crotch to her son even more obscenely. She knew that her effect on her impressionable son had to be mind-boggling.

"You're making me feel just wonderful, Bob. Your father used to massage my legs for me when I was tired. He used to take my panties off and roll my nylons down too, Bob. He used to enjoy playing with my legs when they were completely bare. Would you like to do that for me?"

Bob nodded his head excitedly. His throat was so dry that he could hardly speak. Was she actually going to let him take her panties off? Was she actually going to sit there in front of him with a bare pussy, just letting him stare at her and play with her legs? It was too much to believe, but it was happening and he was enjoying every frightening and excising minute of it.

"Take my panties off now, Bob," Jessica said, raising herself up off the sofa while her son reached up under her hiked-up dress and hooked his fingers in the waistband of her lace panties.

Bob felt his hands removing the hot-assed woman's garment. It was as if she controlled his hands more than he did. He hesitated a moment before drawing her panties down over her as and thighs. When he saw the dark patch of hair between her legs that was barely visible beneath the crotch of her panties he felt a surge of dizziness.

Jessica felt her panties slipping down her legs. When he had removed them she told him to take her hose off too. He looked up at her with wide eyes full of amazement. Bob rolled her hose down over her feet and dropped them on the floor, staring between her spread legs and looking right into her cunt. He had never seen anything like it. There was a furry nest of love hair and a juicy crack that almost seemed to beg him to come closer to it. He could see his mother's cunt seething between her legs as if it had a life of its own.

Jessica breathed deeply. She tingled and twitched deep inside her lusty cunt. She could almost feel her sex fluids flowing inside her, dewing the lips of her cunt. She was aware of her son's twinkling eyes burning into her sex-flesh, making her hotter and hotter. She had him completely in her seductive power. He was hers, and she could do with him anything she wished. He would willingly follow him anywhere she wanted to lead him, and she intended to lead him into realms of sexuality that he hadn't dared imagine.

"Would you like to touch it, lover?" the hot-assed older woman asked.

"Gosh no, Mom! I… I mean…" he struggled. "S… should I?"

"Touch me there if you want to, Bob. Nobody will ever know! Isn't it an exciting part of a woman, darling? See how red and juicy it is, Bob?" She reached down between her legs and spreading her cunt open with two well placed fingers.