So I notice you pull up to the field in our blue Jeep...we just finished with the hit around. We have our new jerseys for the first time, I was jogging over to ball drills as I give you a shy, slightly embarrassed wave.
You see me mouth "fuck You" and scowl at the kid running behind me. He just asked me how good you are at working the stick in the Jeep, and asked if she could work his on the drive home.
They all say you're a milf, which I guess is good for them or dad...but they say some wild, fucked up shit. Sometimes, I wonder how would you respond to some if the stuff.
You love our new uniforms...and the drills we are doing in them. You can tell which of the boys have developed first (the new pants were tight and left little to the imagination)...and you can tell who developed best
To your surprise, after picking out the "best dong" your eyes look up and see me, finishing practice with stretches. You kinda blush, looking down you realize your hand clutching at the inseam of your tight blue jeans...pussy still tingling from the display of 21 year old cock.

I finish packing my gear and start jogging to the Jeep, you faintly hear a boy yell, "Say hi to your mom for me"...your pulse slightly quickens, "my son has the best cock of any of them, it should make me feel disgusted" but you imagine it in wonder...I hop in..."Hey mom, thanks for coming all the way for practice"...you smile, knowing it'll be an interesting ride home.

 

On the ride home we chat about our day...you're shopping and my school work in anatomy for tonight.

You ask me, "So what were the boys saying at practice that made you mad?"

"You don't want to know mom, it's guy stuff" but you inquire further...

"They call you a milf, mom; which i guess is a good thing, but not when Im your son. They even want to know how good you are driving stick...but I think they imagine a different kind of 'stick.'"

Hearing this you feel your little milf pussy tingle again...you like being the sexual discussion in the boys locker room. You'd like to get a few of the guys alone and see what kind of fantasies they've had.

"They are just being boys...are you upset about it?" You ask feeling sympathetic.

My answer reveals the wavering in my voice. "Well, it's not just that...but I start to wonder about it too mom, and I'm not sure that's right for me to do."

You're shocked by my answer, and you nervously grin and giggle..."Baby it's natural, mom or not, a sexy woman is a sexy woman" you wink at me, imagining my prize-winning cock.

"Well, mom, what do you like? What do you look for?"

You begin to describe your affinity for young men, large cocks, and freaky sex. You can see that my cock has started to swell listening to you...making you get hot too.

We pull in the driveway and park. You look at me and smile, placing a hand on my thigh "Honey I'm so glad you can share with me, and let me share with You" you grin and rub my leg, I feel your fingertips brush my cock and it flexes feeling you. "So what should I tell them when they ask or are dirty about you, mom? I don't know if you like giving bjs, or anal, or anything!"

"Well honey, let's get inside and clean you up...then we can focus on how you can answer some of those questions." Taking my hand we walk to the front door..."Mommy could always show you too" You are half joking...but fantasize about what the next couple hours might hold.

 

Nice, good start

 

We walk in the front door and you brush pass my hips and belt-line. I drop my bag of books behind the couch. We go to the kitchen and you grab 2 beers from the fridge. "I think we should have this talk with a beer" grinning you open the bottles and we sit at the kitchen table.

"So you want to know what your mom likes, huh?" you rhetorically question. All I can do is nod shyly as I feel myself blush. "I have to confess to be a bit of a cougar...so, I like watching baseball practice, honey." I smile, thinking 'If the team only knew'.

"Your new jerseys we're quite helpful in the second thing I look for..." Raising an eyebrow, I look at you puzzled. You give a little exhale, hoping you didnt have to say it..."Your mom likes big young cocks". As soon as the words leave your mouth I feel my cock bulge, knowing that you would really like mine; if you werent my mom, of course! "I actually played a game while you were practicing, to find out who on the team had the best, umm, bat and balls." you smile and giggle. "Once I found it...I was surprised" you pause, hesitating to say the next part. "It was my son's cock!"

 

I grin coyly, sitting back in the kitchen chair. "What would the guys say if they knew that MY mom was cock-gazing all practice?" I ask, slowly shaking my head in mock disappointment. I can see you get a little embarrassed by the question, and watch as you shyly look away smiling; then looking up your eyes meet mine..."What would they say knowing I liked your cock best??"
I see that you're judging my reaction from across the tile floor, your full, MILF ass resting against the dishwasher. I stand and lean back against the kitchen table. Reaching down i gently glide my hand over my jeans, your eyes staring at your sons beautiful cock. "Well mom...how do you KNOW mine is your favorite? Can you tell by just seeing him flop and grow inside my pants?"

You cant help yourself but to answer such an honest question...when our eyes meet, I cant help but recognize the look on your face.

...'play-time is over, now listen to your mommy'...

I can hear the words in my head; only this time i think, the meaning is going to be different..."I cant tell ONLY by the outline in your pants," you start to move towards me slowly, as your heart quickens, "I would need 'additional-info' in order to say what cock was my favorite, BUT..." standing in front of your growing Man-Son your hand reaches down, finally feeling the firmness of the cock you picked, "I can tell the cocks I want to play with in just ONE look."

My heart beats wildly as the first sensations from your hand softly rubbing my growing under-cock sends a shiver up from my hips. "Mom, this feeling makes me want to touch you too..."

With only a smile and a look into my eyes i feel your other hand grab my wrist, "Well, Sweetheart!" you interrupt sympathetically, "You can touch me!" Placing my fingers at the base of your collar-bone, I feel my cock throb as your squeezed fist forces warm blood, filling and growing my cock in your grasp...My hand slowly rubs down your chest before softly grasping your tits, your perfectly perched Milf-Tits, held snugly inside your bra. "Do you like playing 'Hands' with your momma?" You inquire teasingly. "Mmhm, I love playing with you mom...But, it makes keeping my belt on difficult," I giggle into a soft exhale, "Is that bad?"

Staring into my eyes, your naughtiest sex fantasies start to swirl around in your nurturing maternal instincts..."Why dont you let Mommy find out if its bad or not," I feel the buzz of my un-zipping zipper followed by your soft warm hand.

"Mommy wants to show you all the ways that make her body shiver....and this cock is going to have to help her OK?" I look into your eyes with soft desperation, "Yeah mom...show me how your judge your favorite cock..."

(to be continued)

 

Damn mother fucker this is sexy

 

mm ill show you LOTS of ways baby!!

 

any of you boys take your cock out...im a worshipper

 

its out and i have some serious morning wood

 

Thank you all, and Miss Crissy for some visual representation...as soon as I can I'll post the next chapter after getting some rp inspiration

 

please continue mmmmm im throbbing