Alison’s nerves were on edge when she knocked on Aiden’s bedroom door. The fit, raven-haired thirty-six year old was afraid this was possibly the worst idea she ever had, but she couldn’t help feeling excited either. It was a feeling she’d experienced more over the last few weeks and months than any other time in her life.

“Come in, Mom,” Aiden called through the door.

There was no one else in the huge house they’d been living in for the past year. It was Charles’ house, Alison’s second husband, a much older and richer man than Aiden’s father. It had been the boy’s father who decided to leave Alison for a much younger blonde. Alison’s reaction was Charles, a man who was twenty-two years older. With such a large gap between them, Alison reasoned that her new husband would always see her as young and sexy. It was primarily a marriage of convenience, not to mention a need for some stability, and she was okay with that. She and her son’s father had loved each other in the beginning, but it had all come crashing down with a vengeance. She liked Charles. She respected him. In the end, she decided love was the last thing anyone should expect from marriage. And she was okay with that, too. She knew her son would always love her enough for a dozen husbands.

Alison slowly opened Aiden’s door and went in cautiously. The fifteen year old was lying on his bed in a T shirt and briefs. He was doing something on his tablet, but his mother pulled his attention away from the device the moment she stepped in his room. She was wearing an extremely short and tight cocktail dress that was also daringly low cut for showing off her amazingly firm, shapely tits. The boy also had a keen appreciation for his mother’s tight ass and legs, especially since she’d been working out like never before after getting married to Charles. Even so, Alison’s tits were her newest and most striking feature, and her son’s rapt attention was all the proof she needed.

Acutely aware of her son’s stare, Alison locked the door behind her despite expecting an empty house for a few more hours. She went over to his bed and sat on the edge, crossing her legs. The short hem of her dress rode up nearly to her ass, exposing all of her deeply tanned thighs. Aiden’s eyes drifted over his mother’s legs slowly, but eventually returned to the full swells of titflesh spilling over the top of her dress.

“Baby, I think we need to talk,” she said, heaving a sigh to brace herself. She felt her pulse flutter at the sight of the bulge in her son’s briefs. Even soft, it was so impressive for such a young man.

“Sure, Mom, whatever,” he replied, his eyes darting up to hers for a brief moment before settling back on her tits.

Ever since she got her new boobs, Alison had taken to wearing outfits that showed them off. She knew Charles expected it after investing so much money in them. She never expected her son to become practically obsessed with them, though, and now she was showing more of them around Aiden than she’d ever attempted before. And the boy was spellbound.

“You do love Mommy like always, right, son?” she began. The way she’d rehearsed this conversation in her mind a couple of hundred times didn’t seem to matter now. She had no idea what to say next.

“Of course, Mom,” Aiden said without hesitating. “It’s just you and me forever, right?”

Despite spending a couple of weekends a month with his father and his new wife, Aiden was always just as angry with the man over leaving his mother as Alison. It was also no secret that Aiden never saw Charles as anything but his mother’s wealthy, much older husband. The two had never connected, which didn’t seem to faze either one of them. Their new life with Charles was just as much a matter of convenience for Aiden as it was for his mother.

“Of course, baby. Forever,” Alison replied. “But, umm, I don’t know how to say this, but I can’t help feeling like something’s changed.”

“No way,” Aiden insisted. “If anything, Mom, I love you even more since Dad decided to be an asshole.”

“Baby, you know how I don’t like you using language like about your father. Even if it’s true.”

Mother and son both laughed briefly. Alison was relieved to feel the tension only she was feeling ease up a little.

“So are we okay?” her son asked.

Alison spent a long moment hesitating. She started and stopped saying the next thing at least three times before she took a deep breath and finally let it out.

“Sure, sure, baby,” she said. “Except, well, lately ... you’ve been really different around me.”

“No way, Mom,” he insisted.

Alison drew a deep sigh, purposely pushing out her tits while she watched the way it drew Aiden’s eyes straight to the spot. Her nipples felt hot and tingly under the boy’s attentive gaze.

“I’m afraid it’s true, sweetie,” she went on. “Ever since... , “ she took a long pause and practically held her breath, but seeing her son’s eyes constantly going back to her tits kept her going. “Ever since Charles bought me my new tits you hardly ever look me in the eye anymore.”

Aiden blushed fire engine red. “Mom, that’s ridiculous.”

“I’m afraid not, baby. I mean, obviously, Mommy’s tits are much bigger than before, and really it’s okay. It’s natural for a young man like you to be interested, even if I am your mother. I mean, tits are tits, right? But I got this idea how we can help you relax more around your mom’s new body.”

Aiden looked at her curiously. Alison gave him a smile to try to lighten the mood.

“I was thinking,” she continued, “that if I just show them to you and let you have a better look then maybe it will help you get used to them more. Maybe you won’t be so, um, obsessed with Mommy’s tits.”

“Geeze, Mom, I’m not obsessed with your, uhh, tits. That would be really weird.”

“Baby, you’ve barely taken your eyes off them ever since I get ‘em. You wouldn’t pass up a chance to see them naked, would you?”

Aiden was looking at his mother’s face now, checking to see if she was being serious. “I guess I wouldn’t, Mom. I mean, they are really nice.”

Alison smiled triumphantly. Before giving herself a chance to change her mind, she slowly reached for the top of her dress and pushed the plunging neckline down lower, allowing her plump, round tits to fall out in the open. She watched her son’s eyes nearly pop while she toyed with her nipples, which were quick to swell and thicken. The surgeon had told her it was common for a woman’s nipples to be extra sensitive after surgery, but that they’d eventually go back to normal. So far, months later, they were still extra sensitive, but Alison wasn’t about to complain.

“You like them, baby?” she asked, knowing the answer but just wanting to hear him admit it.

“They’re amazing, Mom,” he sighed. “They’re ... they’re ... perfect.”

Alison cupped the hefty orbs in her hands and played with them, squeezing and fondling them while Aiden stared in awe. His mother couldn’t help feeling both excited and proud.

“I know you probably want to touch them, too, but we shouldn’t do that. I’m your mother, and besides, I’m only supposed to let Charles feel them. He did pay for them, after all.”

Alison was in no hurry to cover her tits, though. She couldn’t deny how much she loved exposing them to her beautiful son. And now he was even giving her an unexpected reward as the bulge at the crotch of his briefs steadily grew into a very impressive looking hard on.

“Yeah, I guess,” Aiden said, his cock still expanding and stretching against his briefs while he gazed openly at his mother’s bare tits. “I bet they feel even better than they look, though.”

“You don’t mind just looking, though, do you, honey?” his mother smiled.

Aiden shook his head without taking his eyes off his mom. Alison giggled briefly, her hands still plumping and playing with her beautifully sculpted boobs.

“I’m really happy you like ‘em, baby,” she said, hoping to sound coy, but she was staring right at her son’s enormously swollen cock bulge. It didn’t matter that it was the youngest dick she’d seen in years, it was still the biggest. Even under his briefs, Alison could tell her son’s cock was much bigger than Charles’, and even bigger than his father’s. And then, even though they were in a locked room inside a big, otherwise empty house, Alison’s voice dropped to a little more than a whisper. “You can take it out and jerk it if you want, baby. Maybe that’ll help relieve this obsession you’ve been having.”

“Geeze, Mom, I’m not obsessed with your boobs,” he insisted. But his hand was already moving to pull his briefs down. Alison played with her nipples and couldn’t contain a soft gasp as she saw her son’s beautiful, hard cock spring free of his underwear. He got his briefs down to his feet and then kicked them away. Then he lay back again and wrapped his hand around his big, long shaft and slowly stroked himself without the slightest hesitation. If anything, Alison couldn’t help noticing her son even seemed eager to show off his impressive cock.

Alison’s nipples felt hot with sensation as she rolled them with her fingers and stared at her son’s hand going up and down his rod. It was so big it almost looked out of proportion with his slender body. He wasn’t especially hairy to begin with, but his mother was quick to note that his cock and balls were thoroughly shaved. Her equally smooth pussy was aching more and more deeply. If she thought she was going to help her son deal with his obsession with her new tits, she had no idea how she was going to deal with being obsessed with his cock. She cursed the fact that Aiden was her son because she wanted to feel that luscious dick pushing deep inside her.

Yet Alison had never cheated on either of her husbands. And she wasn’t about to start now. Certainly not with her own son. But looking wasn’t the same as cheating. No one was getting hurt, and so far, mother and son were both enjoying themselves. Immensely.

“You go ahead and stroke it all you want, sweetie,” Alison said, feeling breathless. “Get this obsession of yours out of your system,” she added, already hoping that would be the last thing that would happen. “Maybe it’ll help if I show you my pussy too. You’d like that, wouldn’t you, baby?”

“Oh god, yes, Mom, please,” her son groaned.

Alison then stood by the bed just long enough to pull the hem of her tight dress up around her hips. At the same time, she pulled the top further down so it was bunched in folds around her waist and torso. Her smoothly waxed pussy was on full display, and Aiden was staring at it as she sat back down on his bed and held her legs open wide enough to give him a full view of her slit. His eyes looked glassy as his mother dragged her fingertips along her pussy lips. She rubbed and fingered herself, feeling her hole tingle and flush with dew as she watched her son boldly stroke his beautiful young manshaft.

“Now you know everything about your mom’s naked body. I think you like it, baby,” she said with a coy smile. Aiden’s big, ripe hard on was proof enough that he liked what he saw, but Alison loved hearing him admit it.

“You’re amazing, Mom,” the boy groaned, steadily stroking. “Even my friends say so all the time.”

Alison wasn’t surprised to hear this, but it felt so good to hear it anyway. Yet her son’s admiration meant the most of all.

“I bet they don’t have big, beautiful dicks like you do, baby,” she said.

Aiden looked pleased by his mother’s compliments on his cock. He certainly liked stroking it in front of her.

Alison took hold of her bunched up dress and worked it upward, finally taking it off over her head completely. She slid closer to Aiden’s leg and leaned across them, letting her tits hover over his cock while he kept stroking.

“And such big, full balls, too,” Alison cooed as she brought one hand to her son’s sack and started fondling them. “Mmm, they must be so full of cum right now.”

Aiden moaned the second his mother touched his balls. “Oh god, Mommmm...” he sighed.

Alison then brought her other hand to her son’s cock, pulling his away and wrapping her own around this red hot shaft. “Oh god. God, baby. It’s so hard,” she said as her hand began moving up and down his stalk. “I probably shouldn’t touch it like this, but it’s so big and beautiful. I’m your mother, but I still love you more than anything. Besides, it’s not like I’m putting it in my mouth. That would be so very wrong.”

Aiden groaned deeply while Alison stroked him. She had to move the other hand so she could lean lower across his upper legs and press the tip of his cock to her tit as she slowly jacked his throbbing shaft. She was holding the head of his cock directly on her nipple. The amazed look in the boy’s eyes made his mother’s pussy ache. She was wishing for so much more than either of them should ever even think about.

“Ohhhh, Mom, that feels so good,” Aiden groaned.

Alison smiled coyly. “You like the way your mother’s tits feel on your cock, don’t you, baby?” Aiden nodded silently. “I bet you’d love having Mommy suck it for you, too,” she went on. “But we can’t do that. I’m only supposed to let Charles put his cock in my mouth, even though yours is so much more beautiful. I’d love to suck it for you so much, baby. But I can’t.”

She gave her son an exaggerated pout and then moved his shaft in the snug space between her big globes. Her own breath came almost as deep as Aiden’s as she began stroking him harder and faster. She kept jacking him tirelessly, loving the hard, silky feel of his cock in her fist. Precum was oozing steading from his dome and lubing his shaft as Alison’s hand spread it all along his flesh. She felt proud and impressed that her son lasted as long as he did, but his sharp gasps and desperate hip thrusts revealed how close he was getting to the edge.

Alison’s pussy was dripping as she stroked him harder and harder, faster and faster. Finally, her son grunted hard and his big, young prick erupted with thick spurts of hot cum. There was so much spunk it nearly coated the entire inner valley between the woman’s large melons.

“Oh my god, baby. So much cum,” the boy’s mother cooed, gradually milking every last drop from his cock.

“That was amazing, Mom,” Aiden said, trying to catch his breath.

“Mmmm, you’re an amazing boy,” she cooed. “But now that we’ve gotten past this, maybe you can feel more comfortable with these changes.”

“You mean your gorgeous new tits,” he said with a smug grin.

“Exactly,” his mother giggled.

“Definitely, Mom,” her son replied, looking dazed.

Alison got up and leaned over to give the handsome boy a kiss right at the corner of his mouth. Her pussy was aching and wet and she was dying to just shove her tongue into his mouth but she held herself back. She told him how much she loved making him cum on her tits, but reminded him they were mother and son so they could never do it again. Then she stood upright and arched her back, giving him a good, final look at her spectacular new tits. She picked up her dress and turned to slowly walk out, making sure he got a good look at her ass as she sashayed out his door.

Alison immediately went to the bedroom she shared with Charles. She opened her top dresser drawer where she kept a modest array of dildos and other toys. She picked out a plastic cock that was the closest to the size of Aiden’s dick. Lying down on her bed, the raven-haired beauty fucked her aching pussy with the plastic dick until she’d cum at least three times.

Over the next few days, Aiden did indeed become more casual around his mother. He was making much more eye contact with her like he used to. But when Charles wasn’t around everything was different. If anything, Aiden was now even more enamored of his mother’s luscious body, and Alison was perfectly happy about it. She loved how bold her fifteen year old son was so quick to become. He indulged his obsession with Alison’s luscious body more than ever, and it excited her more than anything she could remember.

With Charles spending long hours at his office running his business, often having meetings that went into the evening, Alison and Aiden had a lot of time to themselves.

Alison stopped wearing bras when it was just her and Aiden at home. She took to wearing her most revealing tank tops and cropped T’s to make her son feel like he had a hot, loving lady always there for him. He deserved that.

She often completed her outfits with yoga pants or neoprene gym shorts that showed off a striking view of her ass and camel toe. Sometimes she wore short skirts for him, and he seemed to love that just as much.

For days and weeks, Aiden took to walking around the house in nothing but his boxer briefs, and anytime they were in a room together for a long enough time his dick would grow hard and stretch at the material. Alison was fully aware she was becoming just as obsessed with her son’s cock as he was with her tits. He was learning to love his mother like a man, and she loved making him hard. She liked to imagine he was her man, though she couldn’t bring herself to tell him this.

They hadn’t done anything wrong. A handjob was hardly the same as other things they could’ve done. And it wasn’t like Alison was the first woman in history to stroke her handsome son to give him some pleasure and relief. The more she got used to their new way of living, the more she wondered why anyone would think it could be wrong.

Aiden was quick to become openly bold in touching his cock when it got hard in front of his mother. It never failed to make Alison smile. In the two weeks after she first went to his room to show him her tits, it happened pretty much every day. It never failed to make his mother’s heart flutter with excitement and love. So much excitement and love, in fact, that the sight of Aiden’s frequent hard ons were enough to make his mother’s nipples swell in response. It was as if her nubs were somehow connected to the state of her son’s cock.

And no matter where they were in the house, Alison would pull up her shirt and let her boy gaze at her bare tits all he wanted. The first couple of times she urged him to take out his cock and stroke it in front of her. After that, he would simply pull his cock out and start jacking the moment his mother’s boobs came into full view. Every time, Alison’s top would soon come off completely, and she would beckon her son close enough to take over stroking him between her tits.

Every time she jerked off her son, she would hold her mouth close to the tip of his swollen prick and tease him, saying she knew how much he’d love having his big dick in his mother’s wet mouth, but that they could never go that far. She loved the way it made his young cock pulse and throb in her hand. He probably had no idea that she really wanted his cock in her mouth as much as he did.