Following my successes with my 23 year old step-son Tom, I decided to tempt my 18 year old step-son Matthew to express his barely concealed desires for his new mother. I have noticed how the young fellow stares at my chest constantly and know how he must jerk himself off frequently imagining his penis between my breasts. So I thought I might give the horny boy a chance to get better acquainted with his step-mother's body.
Today Matt and I were left alone in the house after 2 pm when my husband left on another of his frequent business trips and Tom and my step-daughter Denise went to visit respective friends for the night. With everyone out Matt had planned a get together with his friends at our house that evening. Matt has three very close friends that he grew up with and graduated high school together with just recently. It is summer and their plan was to get together for a house party tonight to release a little steam. To set the stage I offered to be the hostess for their party, to which he agreed. I said "Don't worry dear, I will fetch drinks and snacks so you guys can just cool and relax."
Then when he left the house to fetch beer for the party decided to tease him a bit. I got into my bikini and went to sit by the pool to sunbathe. I turned my chair toward the house and removed my top, and put on a broad hat that covered my eyes. I could see the house through the hat, but the hat covered my eyes so that it appeared that I couldn't see anything. Shortly after arriving home I saw him come to the door to the pool. He stopped sharp at the door without opening it. I knew that he could see me, not 20 feet away, sitting up in my chair with my legs and breasts exposed. I watched as he watched me. He just stood there staring, and then started to rub his crotch. Pretending to be sleeping I gave him a bit of a show by spreading my legs and rubbing my inner thighs and breasts, as if I were massaging an itch. Soon he had his penis in his hand and was jerking it furiously.
He ejaculated hard all over the veranda French doors and then shoved his pecker back in his pants. At this I removed the hat and spying him covered my breasts with my hands and feigned being shocked. He opened the door and I exclaimed "I thought you were gone until night fall!"
He said no that he had just gone to get beer. I apologized for sunbathing topless and said that hoped that I had not offended him. Motioning him over he stood beside me and I asked "Did you see me?"
He replied yes. I asked "All of me?" Yes was his response.
At this I dropped my hands from covering my breasts, exposing them for his close inspection. I said "Well I guess there is no point in my covering them now that you have seen them, is there?" He just stood there with his mouth gaping open.
Motioning him to sit beside me on the arm of the chair I begged "please don't tell your father you have seen my bare breasts, he would be so angry at me." Before he could respond I put my hand on his lap and said "Please, I beg you. I will do anything you ask. I will even continue to sunbath topless when only you are home."
To this offer he replied "And walk around the house topless when no one else is home?"
I said that that seemed a bit much but he insisted so I agreed. Taking me by the hand he led me back onto the house, saying that he liked me just in my bikini bottoms when we were alone. So I have been making snacks for his party tonight standing topless in the kitchen. He visits often, looking at my breasts. When I went to bring him a drink and bent over to serve it to him he stroked my hanging breast. I said "I thought I only have to walk around topless for you. You didn't mention anything about touching."
He replied "Oh, it should be OK if I cop a little feel from time to time isn't it mother?" I said I guess so and made no further protestations.
After that each time he entered the kitchen he gets behind me and cups my breasts together, squeezes them lightly sometimes, while on other occasions hard enough to make me moan. And each time I bring him another drink, bending over to deliver it to him, he caresses and gropes my hanging boobs, watching the expression on my face for a response. He laughs a little when he sees my mouth gape open, or when he hears me gasp.
He then reminded me that the others would be arriving soon and that I could get dressed when the boys come over, but that he does expect me to be a sexy hostess. I said "Of course Sir, I will do as you order Sir." My step-son selected a sexy business style outfit for me to wear as the hostess. Tight black skirt to below my knees, bare legs, heels, hair up in a bun. Lace push-up bra, button-up blouse with the top buttons left undone to reveal enough cleavage to catch any young man's attention. Deep red lipstick, same color nail polish. Friends are starting to arrive now. I am letting each boy in as he arrives, seating them in the living room and offering them a drink of their choice.
Party is developing well, everyone is having fun. The boys all keep checking me out, my bum under my tight skirt, my calves, lips, bosom under my blouse. On their second drinks now.
While I was serving the guests Matt let it slip out that he had happened to see me sunbathing topless earlier that day. All the boys immediately stopped and stared at my boobs through my top. I explained "Oh, no big deal, just a little misunderstanding, I am sure that all you young men have seen a woman's breasts before, certainly nothing to get excited about," and I proceeded to the kitchen to fetch more drinks and snacks.
Standing in the kitchen now I can hear them all inquiring "What did they look like? How big are they? How big are her nipples?"
Matt gave them a general description, saying that they were huge, fabulous and perfect, and like nothing he had ever seen before. He also then explained to them that I had agreed to let him see my tits any time he wanted on the condition that he did not confess to his father that he had caught me topless in the back yard. I then also overheard him saying that I had in fact been letting him feel me up, and that he had been allowed to play with my tits. All the boys said, "well we want to see them too! And get a feel of those big tits! You are our best friend and so you have to share!"
On my return with a tray of drinks Matt said that his friends insisted on also seeing my breasts, but that I was his toy, so he would only give them a peak. He said "Set the tray down mother and undo the next three buttons of your top, then serve us each our beer, bending over as you do so."
"Yes my darling." I responded, and complied with his orders. As I bent over to serve drinks each boy could see my exposed cleavage hanging before them. Matt then motioned me to sit on his lap. As the boys continued with their conversation, Matt rubbed my legs under my skirt and fondled my breasts under my top.
One of the boys said, "She let's you play with her tits in front of us?"
At this Matt responded that his new mom let's him do as he pleases with her. "Isn't that so mother dearest?" He inquired, clutching both of my breasts firmly in his hands.
"Yes of course my darling." I responded, giving him a gentle kiss on the cheek.
Having me return to the kitchen to fetch more drinks I heard the boys talking about what a great rack I had but that they needed to see more. On returning Matt told me to unbutton my blouse fully, to remove it and to hand it over to him. Obediently I removed my top and submissively handed it to Matt, to the sound of the boys cheering loudly. Serving the fresh round of drinks my breasts hung low in the thin lacy black bra that barely covered my nipples. Returning to sit on Matt's lap he said "No mother, now go sit on his lap," pointing to one of the boys.
"As you order Sir." I responded subserviently. Sitting myself down on the boys lap he first responded hesitantly but then with encouragement from the other boys he began to touch my belly, shoulders and legs. With further chiding he then build the courage to feel my breasts through the lace, and then the exposed flesh of my cleavage. I just sat obediently on his lap, holding him by the shoulder and smiling at him, letting him explore me as the boys chatted and watched.
Returning to fetch snacks for the boys once more, on my return Matt said "You look far too formal now mother. Let your hair down and hand me that skirt you are wearing." Releasing my hair and unzipping and sliding out of the skirt, I handed it to Matt, standing now before the boys in my bra, panties and 4" spike heels. Matt had selected a black thong for me to wear, so my ass cheeks were clearly visible. Sitting on the next boys lap he quickly engaged himself in enjoying the feel of my breasts and bare legs.
