Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Meaty Young Cock & Matured Cunt 5

And yeah, let's just say, I played my cards right.

"Nice..." I said, not wanting to sound too excited. Her eyes flashed with mischief as she looked back at me. She knew exactly what she was doing. So I knew she wouldn't mind when I looked right at her ass. The thin dress was draped over her shelf-like rear.

"I think this one makes my ass look good... doesn't it?" she asked, looking back over her shoulder at me, making it abundantly clear I got the message to look at her butt. I almost lost my nerve at how forward she was being, but I had to play it cool. I had to be calm and play this right. I looked at her thin skirt and made my judgment. Some of her other outfits had really got in there and hugged her ass, so this wasn't my favorite one. Knowing she was in the game now, I took a different approach to get her out of these clothes.

"Yeah, one of my ex's wore something similar. I really liked it on her," I stated.

"Yeah?" Mom asked, looking back at me.

"Of course, it didn't stay on her too long..." I said boldly, raising my eyebrows. She turned away from me and laughed to herself surprised and kind of impressed by how shamelessly I was speaking to her. But she didn't object. In fact... "You know," she began, before turning back to face me with a bit of more confidence, giving her chest a little extra jiggle as she did. She looked at me as my gaze drifted down, staring right at her jutting breasts. Her nipples were positively throbbing beneath her top. I looked back up at her, her eyes twinkling with amusement. "I found other outfits deep in my closet... stuff I would never wear in public. Or for your father. But... do you wanna see?" she asked. Our eyes locked, and the tension we were feeling was apparent. We both knew where this was going. We both knew what game we were playing at. The unspoken tension between us was boiling over.

"Do you know who you're talking to?" I replied with a smirk. She smiled wickedly and sauntered away, shaking her ass from side to side purposefully, again causing her flowy skirt to bounce, offering me teasing glimpses of her rear. She gave me one last look before entering her room, closing the door behind her.

In the silence of the moment, I had to think this over. I didn't know why I was feeling this emboldened. I didn't know why I was pushing things like this. Maybe it was fate guiding my hand. Guiding us to bed together. But I had never been this turned on. My cock was like iron in my pants. Feeling a little sweat on my brow, I wiped it off with my arm and spun around in my chair. I suddenly realized how hot I was, temperature wise. The window was open, and the breeze had died, leaving us to bask in the sticky heat. I glanced to my side to the clock. We were well beyond the time we had planned to leave. But me and her were both playing this out, listening to our base instincts. Listening to our bodies. To our urges. Our needs.

"So..." Mom said from behind me, making me jump. "What do you think?"

I spun around in my chair, and any glib remark I may have had died on my lips. My jaw dropped and my eyes got big.

going beyond her crotch, clinging to her so tight I couldn't imagine how she even got them on. Her long, firm legs were left exposed, leading down to her high-heels. Her flat, sexy midriff was left exposed, the only interruption being the straps of her thong, riding high on her hips. My hungry eyes traveled up her frame, taking in her thin white t- shirt, tied between her tits, struggling to contain them. A mile of juicy cleavage was left exposed to me, leading my eyes upward towards

smiling brightly, stepping forwards slightly, causing her big jugs to jiggle lusciously. I was staring at my mom's

my eyes locked on her hot

normally wouldn't curse in front of Mom, because

so?" she asked with a small

She still had a bra on, a white lacy number, which matched both her top and the thong she was

this outfit really show off my big tits?" Mom asked with a naughty glint in her eye, her words and her expression sent a shudder through my

were clinging to her jutting ass, showing off it's perfect shape. The round, firm cheeks were bursting to escape their tight denim confines. The shorts really dug in, showing off each round cheek and the cleft in between. Capping off this perfect,

uninterrupted enjoyment. The next

near out of breath

should wear this to the cookout?" she asked, turning back to face

unable to stop my hungry eyes from taking in so much exposed flesh. Her fit belly. Her long, firm, tanned legs. Her big tits.

bounce. "I think this is unfair. I mean, we've been going over my outfits, but we haven't talked about yours..."

right at me with a knowing grin. With a sudden surge of boldness, I knew what to do. Before she could react, I stood up, making her take a step back. "Well," I began firmly, reaching down. "Let me change." I grabbed the hem of my shirt and pulled it up, exposing my tight belly to Mom. She looked down at my exposed torso with wide eyes as I tossed my shirt away. And then, keeping my eyes right on her, I reached down, and with a firm tug, yanked my pants

half inch cock. My shaft was pointed towards my hip, giving Mom a primo view of the full size and shape of what I was working

turning my back to her as I walked towards my closet. "And by the way, I don't know if you noticed, but I can see your underwear again."

I spent a few moments at the closet before grabbing new clothes out of the closet. I turned to face her, and what I saw made the clothes in my hands fall to

uninterrupted enjoyment. The next chapter is just

about now?" she asked, posing for me. Her thin white top and her dark, denim booty shorts were now on the ground, leaving her standing in front

this was different. I was supposed to be able to see her in a bikini. I wasn't supposed to see her like this. The lacy white bra was struggling to contain her big tits, the material digging into the soft flesh. Her shoulder straps were digging into her shoulders, the full weight of those large tits ready to make those straps