Dean woke up the next morning in a state of horny excitement. He could hardly believe what he had done with his mom last night. It was no certainly no dream but his mom's presence in his room had been dream-like…she had looked so gorgeous with her huge tits and killer body exposed. Dean remembered her sitting on top of him, her lovely ass toward his face, and jacking him off until he just couldn't hold back any longer and he had let his load blow all over her stomach and tits.
He had a huge erection at the thought of his beautiful mom's body. Sitting up in bed, he wondered if he should masturbate again because if he didn't let loose soon, he was going to go crazy. His cock felt almost painfully hard and he had tingles of desire deep in the pit of his stomach. He decided to find his mom and ask her to help him cum. After all, there was nothing to be embarrassed about after last night. She had coaxed him into cumming over her and watched him lose his load. He slipped out of bed and shrugged on his robe then left the room.
* * *
Beth was already awake but she hadn't got out of bed yet. She lay naked beneath the covers, remembering the events of last night. A tinge of guilt had crept into her mind immediately after leaving Dean's room but now, in the cold light of morning, she just felt turned on by the memories. She had never felt so desired and feminine as when Dean had let his load go and his hot cum had showered over her lower stomach and tits. Seeing her son cum had been the most erotic experience of her life. And she wanted more.
The door opened and Dean stood there, smiling a little nervously.
Beth smiled at him, her eyes taking in his tall body, her stomach knotting in excitement of what was about to happen. "Hi, honey," she said. Her voice sounded husky with excitement.
He stepped into the room. "Hi, mom." She saw his eyes roam over the bed, looking at her shape beneath the covers. Oh God, she thought, he knows what I look like naked. He has seen me with his own cum on my belly. Christ, she felt so aroused.
"Have you been thinking about last night?" she asked him.
He nodded. She saw the way his robe tented forward with his erection. "I couldn't believe it, Mom, you were so beautiful."
She grinned. "You know what to say to please a girl, don't you?" She nodded toward his erection. "I want to see it again, Dean."
He unbelted the robe then slipped it off and he stood before her naked and hard. His cock looked beautiful rising hard and thick from his groin. The sight of it made Beth want to play with it forever. She wanted nothing more than to feel it in her hands, in her mouth, in her body.
Dean gestured at the covers. "I want to see you too, Mom."
She complied instantly, throwing the covers off the bed and lying there naked for him. She thrilled at the way his eyes ran over her naked form, taking in her hairy pussy, flared hips and big pendulous breasts. Her nipples hardened as her son looked at her.
* * *
Dean stared at his nude mom, his cock still hurting from being so hard. God, his mom was even more gorgeous than he remembered from last night. Her tits were so huge, her nipples big brown circles topped with hard, thick teats. And her pussy was mass of thick dark hair between her smooth hips. "Oh God, Mom," he moaned with desire.
He moved toward her, his cock jutting out in front of him. She reached up and wrapped her fingers lovingly around his shaft, stroking up and down his length. He almost came there and then at the feel of her fingers encircling him. "Oh, Dean, I love this," she said. "I could play with it all day." She pumped his foreskin back and forth gently, her eyes watching with wonder as his engorged purple cockhead appeared then disappeared within its skin covering. "So beautiful," she whispered.
