Goof around with Mom

"Mom I wish you'd let me do whatever I want," you tell her.

"Sure dear" she responds flatly.

Having finished collecting your clothes, Lisa turns to exit your bedroom. You swiftly step in front of her, blocking the doorway.

"Excuse me honey," she says quietly.

"I'm gunna stand here for a while mom, is that okay?" you ask her.

"Of course dear, I'll wait," she replies, going over to sit on your bed.

You chuckle at the absurdity of how willing she was to wait for no reason. Carefully, you clutch at the massive ball of meat stuffed into your pants, watching your mom for a reaction. She watches you with interest, but doesn't make any comments. You breathe a sigh of relief - it worked. Your cock tingles with dull pleasure at your hand's warm touch. You can't help but rub and grope yourself through your pyjamas. You hadn't planned on getting off in front of your mom, but you aren't sure you can stop yourself. She doesn't seem to mind anyway. You whip your pants off and your cock wobbles free. On the bed, your mom gasps quietly, her eyes wide.

"Something wrong mom?" you ask, worried that your wish hadn't worked after all.

"No dear, I just d - don't remember your... things being so large!" she says softly, turning away to avert her gaze.

You inwardly wish she'd be a bit more relaxed and into this. She turns back and runs her eyes up and down your body. Grinning, you rapdily inflate your huge fuckstick to full mast. It stands proudly in front of your mom. You turn to the side to let her take in its enormity, pulsing it a few times for her.

"Wow," Lisa breathes, clearly impressed.

You're enjoying having an appreciative audience much more than you expected, even if it is your mom. You find your eyes drawn to the neckline of her bathrobe, unconsciously wishing that you could see a bit more of her athletic body. Like magic, her bathrobe begins to pull itself open at the neck, slowly separating to reveal more of her cleavage. Lisa doesn't seem to notice.

Alarm bells are set off somewhere in your mind. You feel conflicted about seeing your own mother in this light, but your primal subconscious thrums with excitement. You find your hand gripping the base of your shaft as your mom's bathrobe magically opens even further. Part of you screams for you to tear your eyes away, but you can't help but stare lustfully at your mom's breasts as they're revealed. The bathrobe unties itself and fully opens. The shoulders hang magically suspended in the air, allowing you to see all of her exposed torso. A plain brown bra is draped unappealingly over your mom's modest breasts. It looks well-worn, having a few holes near the armpit and stretched threads. You wish she had something more appealing on.

Suddenly instead of old granny undies your mom is wearing a two-piece playboy bunny outfit. Your jaw hangs open as you ogle the new sexy attire. A black pushup bra has done wonders for improving her breast's appearance, which bubble up enticingly. Long velvet sleeves cover her arms and hands, and on her head a pair of fake bunny ears stand tall. Below the bottom of the robe you can see that fishnet stockings cover her long legs. Now this is more like it. You sheepishly begin to stroke your huge cock, which has started to leak from your arousal. Your mom watches with a look of concern.

"Are you alright darling? You can do what you like but.. you've never masturbated in front of me before. Are you feeling okay?" she asks.