The Face - Painter
Chapter 10

Copyright© 2012 by rmdexter

Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 10 - A well-hung young man with a talent for shooting lots of cum tries his hand at being a male escort; while on the home-front, interesting encounters with his mother and two sisters develop.

Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Ma/ft   Consensual   Heterosexual   Incest   Mother   Son   Brother   Sister   Oral Sex   Anal Sex   Masturbation   Size   Big Breasts  

"Aaaaaahhh," the straining crimson bustier seemed to almost give off a sigh of relief as my mother unhooked the top clasp between the overflowing bra cups. I watched wide-eyed as the top of the sleek satin garment spread outwards, allowing me a teasing glimpse of her deep dark line of cleavage. With her eyes watching mine, she plucked open the next little clasp, the cinched-tight bustier gasping again as it parted even more. I could see the full swells of her breasts at her cleavage now. Her delicate fingers deftly unhooked the next clasp and as the straining garment opened further before my eyes, the undersides of those tremendous globes started to come into view.

"Oh fuck," I said under my breath as I watched her stop and teasingly trace one blood-red fingernail down along the line of her warm cleavage, her fingertips following the soft curving lines of her full round breasts.

My utterance brought a wry smile to my mother's pretty face. "Do you like that?" she asked coyly as she continued to trace her slim fingers up and down along the enticing line between her inviting pillows of soft warm flesh.

"They're beautiful," I replied, as if in a trance. I couldn't tear my eyes away from the alluring display going on before me, even if I wanted to. All my life I had wanted to see my mother's breasts; and now, my wish was about to come true. She smiled and gave me a wickedly teasingly look as her fingers reached to the front of her body and she opened the next clasp ... and then the one after that, and one more until they were all undone. The tightly-packed bustier sensually spread to each side, flatteringly framing her massive chest as her spectacular tits came fully into view. Released from their tight confines, the tremendous orbs pushed the unfastened garment down and away from her lush body as the large heavy mounds of tit-flesh settled low on her chest.

"Oh my God," I uttered softly as I took in the sight I'd been waiting for almost my entire life. My eyes were big as saucers as they hungrily feasted on the magnificent display of my mother's spectacular tits. Her stunning 34Fs had the wonderful natural sag that you would expect from a rack of that size. I watched them sensually settle into position as she tossed the bewitching bustier aside. They were incredibly round and full as they covered her chest from one side to the other, the massive orbs quivering invitingly as she settled back into position astride me. My eyes zeroed in on her nipples, and a glance at the red rubbery buttons almost took my breath away. Her areolae were quite large, about 3" in diameter, a warm pink color and her delicate skin in that area looked soft as sin. But her nipples ... oh man ... my mouth watered just looking at them! They weren't huge but pointed slightly upwards at an enticingly pert angle, and they were in perfect proportion to her sizable breasts. They had a deep lush red color that I pictured getting darker and darker as they got harder and harder. The astonishing crimson buttons looked stiff and rubbery, as if they were already anticipating the pleasure they would find between my sucking lips. Just looking at them, I instinctively let my tongue run out and circle around my waiting lips.

The sight of her beautiful large breasts fully released from the flattering bustier triggered thoughts in my head, thoughts of that guy in the restaurant who'd mistaken my mother for the porn star, Wifey. If he could see her right now, he would have thought I was lying to him. Their breasts had that same round delicious fullness to them, and the way they settled on her chest let you know just how heavy they would be in your hands. The soft creamy skin of her perfect boobs looked so touchable ... so enticing, it was all I could do not to reach up and fill my hands with them right now. But it was her nipples ... her pert nipples and the broad saucers of her soft pebbly areolae that looked just like Wifey's. I thought back to all those clips I'd watched on the internet of that gorgeous woman, and I felt a delicious surge go through me as I realized how much their breasts looked alike.

I lifted my eyes past the full round globes up to her pretty face, her devastatingly sexy blue eyes framed by her frosty blonde locks, and it wasn't hard to see why that guy had asked me if that's who she actually was. I had jerked off to Wifey many times, picturing my mother performing those deliciously lusty blowjobs and handjobs that Wifey is so famous for ... and here I was ... all my fantasies about to come true.

"From the look on your face, I guess these are what you've been waiting for all these years." My stacked mother leaned forward and my eyes followed those magnificent tits as she brought them over my face, the heavy round orbs swaying back and forth pendulously mere inches from my hungry mouth. I watched hypnotically, my eyes never leaving the provocatively teasing display of her swaying breasts as she brought them closer and closer. She swung them slowly from side to side, the pert nipples moving back and forth enticingly. I watched mesmerized as they came closer and closer until finally, I felt the intense heat from her nipples graze my lips as she let them sway from side to side.

"Now, why don't you just suck on these while I tell you the rest of my story," she said as she dropped the tip of one big breast right between my parted lips.

I eagerly closed my lips around her sweet nipple, the soft warm bud feeling hot and alive in my mouth. I pushed a wad of saliva to the front of my mouth and let my tongue give the pebbly button a slobbery bath. With my tongue circling around the warm protrusion, I felt it quickly get even stiffer. I closed my lips tightly and gave it a gentle tug as I kept my wet tongue slithering all over it.

"Mmmmm, I could definitely get used to this," my mother said with a soft purr as she languished in my oral attention. "Now, what was I saying? Oh yeah, I was lying on your bed and coming up with a plan...

"After seeing those mother/son magazines you had, it was pretty obvious where your interests were. And like I said, seeing you jerk off all over those laminated pictures of me was more exciting than I could have imagined. I couldn't stop thinking about that huge cock of yours; seeing you stroke it as you mentioned my name ... and then seeing it shoot like that, I just loved it. I'd never seen a cock that big or seen anybody cum that much in my entire life. Knowing my own son had a prick that huge really turned me on, especially knowing you were picturing doing things with me most of the time when you were jerking it.

"So, knowing you'd be home from the construction site a little later that day, I hatched a little plan. Shortly before you were due home, I put on that yellow bikini that I'd been wearing in the pictures you had." She stopped her story for a second as she pulled her heavy round tit out of my sucking mouth with a noticeable "POP". She shifted over slightly and dropped the other massive boob right into my waiting mouth. "There, I think that one needs a little attention now."

I latched on and started sucking heartily as she picked up her narrative. "Once I had my bikini on, I grabbed some files from work, my sunglasses and a nice cold drink and went out onto the deck to wait for your arrival. I took care to position the deck chair so that once I put my plan into effect; it would be exactly where I wanted it; facing your bedroom window. It wasn't long before I heard you come in and call my name from inside the house."

"I'M OUT HERE, HONEY," I said loud enough for you to hear. You came out and I watched as you slugged down a big glass of ice tea, the sweat and grime from a long day at the construction site all over you.

"Hi Mom," you said as you sat down at the little patio table. I'd situated my chair so that the patio table was down past the foot of the chair, and just to the side. It was just the place for you to get a good view, and I figured, being the peeping perv that you seemed to be, that thought would be seat you'd pick when you saw me. I'd been exactly right.

"Hi," I said as I sat forward slightly but kept my hands on the arms of the chair behind me. I knew this position would cause my chest to thrust forward, my tits almost spilling out of the tightly-stretched bra cups of my bikini. I saw your eyes immediately go to my projecting breasts. I decided to tease you a little more so I rolled my neck and kind of turned my torso from side to side, as if stretching my upper body from lying down too long. Like a moth to a flame, your eyes were totally drawn to my voluptuous tits, straining against those vivid yellow cups.

"It's pretty hot, eh sweetie?" I asked teasingly as I looked at you through my dark sunglasses, knowing you were unable to see the devilish glint in my eyes.

"Yeah," you said with a gulp, continuing to stare at me surreptitiously as you tried to avert your eyes. I purposely looked away, giving you free rein to ogle me as you pleased. I turned and stretched a bit more, noticing that my nipples had started to stiffen and project through the bikini top. I was sure from the flushed look on your face that you'd noticed as well. I sat back in the chair and extended my legs fully out as if I was stretching them as well, pointing the tips of my toes sensually towards you, accentuating the graceful lines of my tanned legs. I noticed you gulp again before lifting your glass and letting an ice cube from your empty glass fall into your mouth, a vain effort to help cool you off. As you sluiced the melting ice cube around in your mouth, I drew the leg closest to you up, knowing this would give you a good look at the insides of my creamy thighs. Your eyes flicked down and I knew from your position you'd be able to see right underneath my raised leg to the crotch of my bikini. I wagged my leg in and out a little bit, teasing you with each innocent sway of my bent leg.

"You look pretty sweaty. Are you gonna take your usual shower now?"

"Yeah, I think so." You seemed torn between wanting to stay right where you were and continue with this close-up view I was treating you to, or hurry back to your room and whip out your cock. I would have loved for you to do it right there, take out that thick long monster and stroke it right in front of me, but I knew that wasn't going to happen; not just yet anyways. I figured I'd give you a little more information to help you make up your mind.

"Well, I've got a house showing a little later, so I'm gonna stay here just for another ten or fifteen minutes before I have to start getting ready. When you're done with your shower, you can grab yourself something to eat to hold you over until I get back, okay?" I could see that telling you I was going to stay out here for just a little while longer helped you make your decision.

"Okay. I think I'll go take that shower now." As you got up, I could see the sizable bulge inside your jeans. I smiled to myself as I took a good long look at your firm round bum as you strode purposefully back into the house, wondering how it would feel beneath my hands."

"Why don't we switch positions for a while?" My mother had stopped her story once more as she pulled her other big boob out of my sucking mouth. I shifted to the side and she pushed a bunch of the pillows up against the headboard. She turned over and leaned back against the headboard, her sumptuous tits fully on display as they spread out over the full breadth of her chest.

"There now," she said as she put her arm around my shoulder and drew my face down to her chest. I got comfortable on my side with my head in her lap as she lifted one massive orb and pointed the pert rubbery nipple at my mouth. We moved together and I slipped my lips over the hard swollen protrusion once more and started to suck. "Mmmmmm, that's it. Perfect. Just like when you were a baby. Your father never knew it, but I used to let you suck on my tits for hours. Even then, you had a wonderful mouth."

"Now, where was I ... oh yes, you'd just gone back into the house. I pretended I was reading some papers in the file I had, but with my dark glasses on, I flicked my eyes up over the top and watched your bedroom window. Within seconds of you going into the house, I saw a movement behind the glass. It wasn't much, but I could see that you were there, watching me.

"I put down the file and stretched my arms behind me once more to thrust my chest out, knowing that your hand was probably already wrapped around your cock. I then laid back full length on the deck chair, still slightly propped up so I could keep an eye on your window through my sunglasses. I caught a flicker of movement again and turned my head slightly sideways so it would appear like I was looking elsewhere, while still keeping my eyes on the window through the dark glasses. Sure now that I had your attention, I drew my knees up so my feet were resting on the lower part of the chair. With the bottom of the chair facing you, I casually shifted my feet to each side, giving you a perfect view right up between my spread thighs."

While my mother continued to tell me her story, I kept busy exploring those magnificent tits of hers. I was quite comfortable lying beside her with my head in her lap, my hands and mouth roaming all over those impressive mounds. I let my fingers run over the soft smooth skin as I gently squeezed and hefted those exquisite boobs. I switched from one breast to the other, and then back and forth every couple of minutes, my lips and tongue gently licking and sucking on the swollen rubbery buds of her stiff nipples or licking around the soft skin of her breasts and the pebbly saucers of her areolae. Man, her tits were fantastic; so round, so full, so heavy. I couldn't believe I was finally sucking on my mother's tits, after all the times I'd dreamed of it and jerked off just thinking about it ... and now I was actually doing it. As I sucked on those exquisite swollen nipples of her, she continued with her riveting narrative.

"With my legs up on the chair and you having a dead-on view up into the crotch of my bikini, I decided to tease you a little more. I let my fingertips trace slowly down over the front of my body, stopping briefly to adjust the overflowing cups of the bikini top. In absent-minded fashion, I then let my fingers slide further down my body and casually scratched at the inside of one thigh. With my blood-red fingernails tracing provocatively along the smooth creamy skin of my thigh, I brought my fingers higher, until the tips toyed with the leg opening of my bikini bottom."

With my hands and mouth full of her spectacular guns, I clearly remembered watching her from my window as she had described. When I'd been sitting with her outside, I had been so turned on by seeing her stretch and turn in that gorgeous bikini of hers that I knew I had to get off right away, and if she was gonna stay out on the deck for only a few more minutes; I wanted to take advantage of that opportunity. I'd actually rushed into my room, pulling at my belt and pants as I hurried to the window and whipped out my stiffening prick. As I peered from around the edge of my curtains, I was shocked to see what she did, sliding her finger beneath the leg of her bikini bottoms and fingering herself. I figured she had probably thought I had gone straight into the shower, which was my usual routine, which would have given her a few minutes of privacy. Within seconds of watching her erotically stimulating exhibition, my beefy prick became hard as a fucking baseball bat. She had looked just smoking-hot that day, and I couldn't believe how lucky I'd been that her chair happened to be facing directly towards my window. Of course, I had thought at the time that it was just pure coincidence ... now, I knew otherwise. That day, I could have cared less; I had a handful of rock-hard cock and was stroking it vigorously as I watched her from my bedroom window. I knew what had happened next, and I felt a stirring start in my slumbering prick as I remembered how excited I'd been at what she did.

"With my fingertips running teasingly along the leg opening of my bikini, I purposely looked sideways towards the door leading from the deck into the house. I wanted you to think I was checking to make sure I was still alone and nobody was about to surprise me by coming out of the house. Satisfied that I wasn't about to be interrupted, I turned back and deftly slipped my middle finger beneath the leg opening. I could feel how wet and hot I was as I let my fingertip slide up and down the slippery cleft of my gooey slot. I laid my head back as I continued to manipulate my slippery pussy-lips with my exploring finger. I let my tongue run slowly around my lips as I spread some of my warm honey around the erect spire of my throbbing clit. Oh man, did it ever feel good. And it was so much more exciting knowing you were watching me, just as I'd watched you yesterday.

"Knowing you were stroking yourself as you watched me, I was so turned on that it didn't take long before I knew I was going to cum. I just kept rubbing at my sensitive clit for a few more seconds before I felt that delicious tingling sensation start. I flicked my eyes up to your window and saw a rhythmic movement at the side of your curtains and knew your hand was flying back and forth on your huge prick. That was all it took to trigger my orgasm. I rubbed my throbbing red button as waves of ecstasy started to roll through me. I knew you could see me quivering and shaking as a tingling climax overwhelmed me. I kept rubbing the sensitive spire at the top of my gushing slit as the scintillating waves of pleasure coursed through me. I could feel myself gasping and twitching as my whole body thrummed like a plucked guitar string. As the final blissful throes ebbed out of my satiated body, I slowly withdrew my finger from beneath my bikini bottom. I held it up so you'd be able to see it, the whole finger glistening with a shiny coating of my warm nectar. I teasingly brought my finger to my mouth and inserted it between my parted lips. I gave a soft purr as I closed my lips around it and sucked the warm sticky fluid deep into my mouth."

I remembered that as clear as if it was yesterday. I'd been so turned on looking at her in that fantastic bikini that I knew it wouldn't take me long. I had actually cum all over my wall at the same time she started to shake and convulse on her deck chair, her own climax making her twitch erotically right before my lusting eyes. But after I came, I stood transfixed, totally mesmerized by what had just happened; and seeing my sexy mother lick her finger clean had sent another rapturous shiver quivering down my young spine.

"I figured you must have cum by now too, so I picked up my files and came back into the house. I went into my own room and heard your shower start up. I smiled to myself knowing that were going to have to wash off a little more than just construction sweat now.

"I had to take a shower myself but before I did, I took my hand and pressed the front of my bikini bottoms firmly against my dripping snatch. I rubbed it all around, making sure the gusset was soaking up as much of my cunt-honey as it could. Carefully placing the bikini top and bottom on top of a full laundry basket, I took my shower and dressed in a skirt and blouse for the house showing I told you I had.

"By the time I was done, I heard you milling around the kitchen getting yourself something to eat. I came out carrying the laundry basket, the brilliant yellow bikini clearly visible on top of everything else. "Okay, sweetie," I said as I put the laundry basket down on the kitchen floor, making sure you'd seen what was at the top of it. I took a look at the clock on the wall and made a wry face. "I've got to get going to that house showing. I'm running a little later than I thought. I was gonna put this load of laundry on but I'll do it later."

"I can do it, Mom," you said emphatically. "I've done it before." This was what I'd been hoping for; the next part of my plan was working out perfectly.

"Oh, would you?" I said innocently. "That's great, sweetheart." I stood on my tip-toes and gave you a quick peck on the cheek, letting you get a whiff of my delicate perfume as I pressed my breasts softly into your chest. When I stepped back, you looked flushed. Not wanting to potentially embarrass you any more, I grabbed my purse and briefcase. "Alright dear, I should be back in a little over an hour. I'll get dinner underway then."

"Not even waiting for an answer, I left and pulled the car around the corner and parked it. I hurried back to the house and made my way along the path to the backyard, just as I'd done yesterday. I crept up to your window and peeked inside. I was just in time to see you pull off your t-shirt and shorts. I noticed the laundry basket on the floor beside your bed, just as I'd hoped. You hurriedly pulled a big jar of Vaseline from your bedside table drawer and placed it on the bed, along with the same spread-out cum-towel you'd used the day before.

"I was happy to see that although you'd just cum a few minutes before when I'd been outside, your big heavy dick already looked swollen and in need of attention. I watched as you picked up the two pieces of the bikini and tossed them into the middle of your bed. You followed and kneeled near the foot of the bed, in the same spot I'd watch you jerk off in yesterday. You scooped up a generous amount of the Vaseline and I watched, my own excitement rising, as you started to spread the sticky lube along the length of your stiffening cock."

"Mmmmmmm..." I heard you let out a soft moan and I could see your tumescent member extending and getting thicker as your milking hand pumped slowly back and forth. I found myself licking my lips, wondering how that monstrously-huge cock would feel in my mouth, stretching my lips wide open. Once again, I hiked up my skirt and slipped my fingers down into my panties, my pussy-lips already soaked with my flowing juices.

"You reached in front of yourself, picked up my bikini top and brought it to your face. Your eyes closed as I watched you breathe deeply, the warm scent of my body flooding your senses. After inhaling deeply from each of the large bra cups, you set the top down and picked up the bottom. I watched with heightening excitement as you turned it over and lifted the inside panel towards your face. I saw your nostrils twitch and you paused, your eyes sparkling with elation as you saw how wet that soaked panel was. You brought it closer and your nostrils flared as you breathed deeply, the musky scent of my juicy cunt wafting into your brain.

"Oh fuck, Mom," you said as I watched you press it right against your face. Your hand started to pump more vigorously on your engorged prick as you breathed deep, the intoxicating scent of my sweet nectar swirling through your senses. You pulled it away from your face and looked at the wet gusset intently, your eyes feasting on the suggestively soaked fabric. Your tongue slid out from between your lips and I watched you tentatively lick upwards along the full length of the sodden material.

"Mmmmmm." You purred like a little kitten as you licked ... and then you went back for more. I saw you press the flat of your tongue against the sopping gusset and lap at it, your eager tongue trying to gather in as much of the silky fluid as you could.

"As I watched, I kept my fingers busy between my legs. My dripping pussy was so itchy with need, I couldn't stand it. I had two fingers deep inside me and my thumb strumming my engorged clit as I watched, totally unable to take my eyes off you and that huge thick cock of yours. A shivering thrill of excitement went through me as I watched you push the gusset of my bikini bottom right into your mouth. I gasped with delight as I say your mouth and lips working as you chewed and sucked on the soaked fabric, your tongue pulling out every succulent morsel of my cunt-juice that you could get.

"Mmmhhphmmm..." A contented sound came from your stuffed mouth as you let go of the bottom, the piece of bright yellow material securely clamped between your sucking lips. You picked up the bikini top from your bed and I watched wide-eyed as you held it in front of your throbbing rock-hard erection. My hungry eyes feasted on your iron-like rod, the enflamed head purple and angry-looking. I could see the bold tracery of veins protruding from the glistening shaft as your greasy hand slid rapidly back and forth. You started to moan and I knew you were close. I shoved my own fingers deep inside me as I watched you point the engorged crimson crown into one of the bra cups.

"OHHHNNNNNNNNN," you groaned into the bikini bottom stuffed in your mouth as you started to cum. I saw a long white rope shoot forth and plaster itself deep into the curved cup, the place where my breasts had been only a few moments ago. The idea of that cum being shot onto me instead triggered my own orgasm and I had to lean against the wall as I started to cum. I was shaking like a leaf and trying to keep quiet beneath your open window as I convulsed and twitched through my climax. I kept my eyes on you the whole time though, watching as you skillfully moved your shooting prick back and forth between the two bra cups, filling each with shot after shot of your milky cum. Once again, I was amazed at how much you could shoot. I watched you continue to stroke that beautiful big cock of yours, gob after creamy gob of pearly semen landing inside those deep curving bra cups, some heavy whitish strands dangling erotically from the bottom edge of the cups.

"The illicit thrill of watching my son masturbate over me shot through my sordid brain, and I felt that exquisite feeling as a second orgasm followed on the heels of the first. My fingers were totally covered with my gushing juices and I could even feel it running down the insides of my thighs as I trembled and shook through another delightful climax. As the blissful tremors slowly receded, I took one final look inside. I watched as you released your spent prick, the heavy member bobbing up and down slightly with each beat of your racing heart. You pulled the bikini bottom from your mouth and I watched you take one final long lick along the gusset before dropping it on the bed and reaching for your clean-up towel.

"I pulled my sticky hand from within my panties and quickly stole away, hurriedly making my way back to my car. I drove to the mall and did some shopping as I waited for the appropriate amount of time to pass before coming home. When I arrived, you were sitting watching some TV. I saw that the washing machine was running, and I was sure that my cum-soaked bikini was in there; the machine doing its part to remove any lurid evidence of your incestuous jack-off session. With a delighted smile on my face, I started to make dinner, wondering what I could do next to entice you even more."

As she finished her riveting illicit tale, I pulled my mouth away from her beautiful tits and looked up at her, my mind vividly remembering that day just as she'd told it. She seemed to be alluding to the fact that she was plotting something more, as if she wanted for more to happen between us ... but it hadn't, and I wondered why. And then I remembered...

"It was right around then when Dad got sick, wasn't it?" I asked.

I watched as her pretty eyes start to brim with tears, but I saw her fight them back. She'd been through this too many times and she knew how to control herself. "Yes, it was that week actually. You know how our life changed after that."

Did I ever; the cancer seemed to hit my dad pretty hard and he started to deteriorate right before our eyes. Like I said earlier, my mom had quit her job at the real estate firm to look after him. I knew watching him go had torn a part of her own soul away as well. There was a terrible void in her life once he left; I knew she had loved him with all her heart.

"Mom, I can't begin to tell you how proud I am of you. For everything you did for Dad, and for us. You kept it together all the time while everybody else was falling apart. Dad wasn't the only one who needed you then, we all did. And you always had time for all of us. I'll never forget that."

"That means so much to me, Connor. I only did what I could. I hope it was enough."

"It was more than enough." I thought back on all she had to go through, all the heartbreak she must have suffered. That would clearly explain why she had never acted any further on those incestuous desires of hers; the ones I'd awakened inside her when she saw me masturbating about her. "So Mom, with what happened to Dad, that was why ... why ... you know ... nothing more like that happened?"

"You know how much your dad meant to me. I lived every minute of every hour of every day for him at that time. I couldn't think of anything else except helping him and doing whatever I could for him."

As I listened to her, I realized it was because she was this kind of woman that I loved her more than anyone else in the entire world. She had been a saint to my father; there was no other word for it.

"I put all my own feelings aside, he became everything to me in the little time he had left. And then afterwards, it took me a long time to get over everything that had happened."

I knew how tough losing him had been on her. I was glad that she had her own sister close, as well as me and the girls to help her through it. We had talked many times since he'd passed away, and now, we were all moving forwards and trying to be happy, knowing that's what my dad would have wanted. I looked into her warm blue eyes and knew she had put those times behind her; that she was ready to move forward. When I thought about the fact that she'd asked me out on this date, and knowing now the way things had gone tonight, I guess moving forward included me to some extent, not that I had any complaints, that's for sure. She obviously wanted a change in her life, and I was okay with that too. If my sexy stacked mother wanted a lover, I was more than ready to fill that position ... and any needy hole she that she might want filled as well.

 
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