My name is Brad. I'm 18 and am home-schooled by my mother. Her name is Brenda. She's always been such a loving mom and only recently had I started to notice her true beauty.
Mom is a tall woman, about 5'10 and has long brown hair. She owns a ballet studio and when she's not home-schooling me she is at her studio teaching ballet. One thing that has always drawn my attention is mom's boobs. They're really big! I snuck into her underwear drawer once and read the tag on one of her bras. It said 36DDD. The cups were enormous. Mom looks somewhat like Kathy Lee Gifford, but a little prettier, I think.
Dad was gone long hours and every day from nine to noon, mom home-taught me. Needless to say, she wasn't a big fan of the school system and had always been very protective of me.
The morning started like all the others. I had just stepped out of bed and stumbled down the hallway to the bathroom. We only had one in our house. I opened the door and unexpectedly found my mother brushing her hair. She was wearing her short silk robe, which showed off her long tone legs.
"Oh, sorry, mom." I said.
"No, don't be silly. Come in and close the door, there's plenty of room in here for two." She said.
It was a bit awkward, but I walked into the bathroom and closed the door. I grabbed my toothbrush and sat on the edge of the tub as I brushed my teeth.
"How'd you sleep, sweetheart?" Mom asked.
"Okay I guess." I muttered.
Mom grabbed a bottle of lotion and sat down on the toilet seat across from me. She squirted a big gob of lotion and rubbed it into her hands. Then I watched as she started to rub the lotion into her long smooth legs. As she reached her foot, with her pretty little painted toenails, she lifted her foot from the floor, slightly parting her legs. From my vantage point I could clearly make out her dark pubic thatch and the fleshy lips of her cunt. I felt the blood rush to my young cock. Damn, my own mother was giving me a hard-on!
Mom stood up and continued to work the lotion into her legs. She placed one of her feet up on the toilet seat and belt over a little. As she did, her hairy snatch peeked out from under her robe. I got a better look at the lips of her twat and couldn't believe how big and puffy they were. A pungent smell suddenly hit my nostrils.
"You're awefully quiet over there. Something on your mind?" She asked.
"No...nothing." I said.
Mom turned and smiled at me.
"Nothing, huh? You sure?" She asked.
"Yeah." I said, toothpaste drooling from my mouth.
Mom giggled.
"You better come wash your mouth out, silly boy, you'll have toothpaste all over you." She said.
I suddenly realized I had a problem. My cock was as hard a steel and I was wearing only a flimsy pair of boxers.
"I...I can't." I said.
"What do you mean, you can't?" Mom asked. She glanced at my crotch then back at me and smiled.
"Oh...I see." She said.
Mom grabbed the garbage can and held it for me to spit it. I did and just sat there ashamed as hell. Mom sat the can down and crouched down in front of me. She looked into my eyes with a silly little smile.
"Not thinking about anything, huh?" She said with a wink.
"I guess I lied." I said.
Mom glanced at my dick again.
"Yeah...I guess you did. I better leave you alone to take care of that. Come down to breakfast when you're finished." She said.
Mom got up and left. I locked the door and beat my meat until my cock exploded. I couldn't get the image of mom's pussy out of my head.
After I got cleaned up, I went downstairs to breakfast. Dad was at the table reading the paper and mom was at the stove.
"Here you go, sweetie." Mom said as she handed me a plate of food. She looked into my eyes and smiled.
"Feel better?" She whispered.
Dad must have overheard because he looked up from his paper.
