At Home with Mom

Natalie happily hummed to herself as she tidied the room she and her son, Tim, shared. He wasn't a overly messy boy, but that didn't mean that he was perfectly neat, either. A few dresses slung over the back of the chair he sat in to do his make-up, a bra here, a pair of panties there, all normal for a boy his age. His collection of soothers, dildos, and his jar of lollipops were easy enough to line up on the bookshelf, like a display, despite the fact that Natalie knew they wouldn't stay that way. Tim was far too interested in having something in his mouth to leave them up there.

Of course, Natalie didn't mind. None of Tim's girlfriends minded. They all made sure to have plenty of bananas and popsicles in their kitchens in case he needed a fix, but other than that, Tim's oral fixation was a net gain. It did wonders for their lovemaking. The previous night Rhian had been texting her, describing her favourite things to do in bed with Tim. It was something Natalie had become quite comfortable with, sharing intimate secrets with Tim's other girlfriends. It helped strengthen the bond among the collection of lovers, something she thought would be important if they were going to be in a relationship together for a long time.

Sucking, Rhian had sent, He's just so damned good at sucking!

Natalie knew what she meant. Put a nipple in Tim's mouth and you were on the moon. Get his face between your thighs and you blast past the moon, straight to heaven!

Alexis and Sarah, Tim's married lovers, had posted in the "Girlfriends Group Chat" that they were hoping they could have a repeat of the threesome they'd enjoyed with Tim earlier that month. It was Vanessa who had suggested to the pair to pick up a strap-on with a dildo attachment so that Tim could get double the enjoyment, sucking and fucking. Natalie couldn't wait to hear the results of their experimentation; whatever they figured out could be used by all of the 'girls' to make their man happier.

There. The bed was made, Tim's clothes were hung up, and his collection was sorted. Everything was set for later that evening. She was so excited. Tim and Tabby, her son and daughter, were finally making it official. Their first date!

Natalie held no preconceived notions that she would be sharing the bed with Tim that night. If he did return home, he would, of course, be inviting his sister between his sheets. Yes, Natalie knew that if the date was going well, Rhian would be spending the night in Tim's room so that Tim and Tabby could enjoy her apartment alone for a couple days, but she was a good mother, and she liked to be prepared in case plans changed.

For too long the pair had waited to become an item, despite prompting from both friends and family. Yes, Tim was a busy man, well respected, stylish, and extremely attractive. Comparing herself to her brother, Tabby probably thought that he was out of her league. That didn't change the fact that they loved each other, that they wanted each other, that they were perfect for each other. Everyone saw it but them. Until now.

A warm feeling in her nether regions began to spread as Natalie imagined what the pair were doing. Were they out for a meal? Did they go for a drink? Or did Tim cut straight to the punch and take Tabby to a secluded spot, climb into the back seat of the car, and show his sister what a real man could do to a woman? Natalie fell backward onto the bed, knowing that she would have to smooth out the sheets again but not caring, her left hand sliding down to the front of her slacks, rubbing herself through the fabric. She couldn't help it. Tim had that affect on her, on all of his lovers. His sexy legs, his amazing ass, his kissable lips, his succulent tits... How such a perfect specimen of masculinity had come from her own womb was beyond amazing to Natalie, it was miraculous.

Pop went the button on her pants, and inside did her hand slip. No need to pretend that she didn't want it. Natalie missed her son, her lover, every moment of every day he was with someone else. That didn't mean that she couldn't distract herself a little, though. Tim wouldn't mind. In fact, he might even enjoy it a bit. Natalie pulled her phone from her pocket, then wiggled the pants down her legs onto the floor. Her blouse followed suit, leaving her in her purple bra and panty set, the one that Terry had asked to wear to work the previous day but was far too nice to be stretched out by that oaf, despite how much progress he was making with his workouts and diet. Maybe another month or two, if he kept up the progress, she could allow him to try on a few more outfits, but until then... well, maybe he would be happy with the cast-offs she had set aside that morning.

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Natalie, laying back on the bed, looking sultrily up at her phone, snapped a picture. Then another. Then another. Each picture was more sexual than the last. Sucking on a finger. Grabbing her breast. Fingering herself. Then she switched to video. No need to mess around. Tim was a man who knew what he wanted and went for it, and so his mother could follow suit. The familiar beep of the phone beginning to film sounded, and Natalie, two fingers in her pussy, masturbated on camera, moaning her son's name, writhing on the bed. Just imagining Tabby and Tim together, two lovers at the beginning of their new relationship, exploring each other sexually for the first time, was enough to bring Natalie to a quick but powerful orgasm.

Then she stopped filming.

Then she texted the pictures and the video to her son.

She wasn't going to get to enjoy Tim that night, but that didn't mean Tim shouldn't get to enjoy Natalie.

At least a little bit.