This is a work of fiction, a fantasy. Author and all characters are over 18. My stories are intended for an adult audience and may contain offensive themes such as incest, dubcon and pet names.
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My Dear Son,
I have to write about our “interaction” today. I can’t stop thinking about it.
I saw you working out in the garden. Seeing you without your t-shirt on in the summer heat had me all hot and bothered. The sweat dripping down your body is somewhat symbolic how wet my pussy was at the time. Even through my tight shorts, I felt an obvious dampness. My breathing was already heavy and quick and the only thing that I can think about is… is that I have to do *something* this time.
I changed out of my clothes and into my plain red bikini. I chose it because it’s a little too small, especially the bikini top. Whenever I walked in it, the jiggle of my boobs often caused my nipples to slip out. The bikini bottoms were also quite tight. If you were to look closely, you could see the outline of my labia and I loved how they curved around my firm, round ass.
I sat down outside to watch you. You gave me a funny look, probably wondering why I’m staring at you with my bikini on. I want *you*, my sweet son. But I also noticed when you gave me that look, your eyes wandered downwards. Yes, Mommy doesn’t usually wear such provocative or revealing clothing so I understand if you’re not used to it. But your stare lasted longer than it should have.
I could see you staring at my tits, undressing me with your eyes to see what lies beneath my clothes. I saw the lust in your eyes as you imagine me taking my top off to reveal my big tits. You weren’t just undressing me, you were fantasising… about *me*. I waved at you to snap you out of your daze, but followed it up with a smile to let you know that you shouldn’t feel ashamed for I am doing the exact same thing. I’m also undressing you, imagining you naked, fantasising about you.
In order to go to the pool to sunbathe, I take off my top as you resume your workout. You didn’t notice me as I walked up behind you – that’s when I felt the gentle breeze against my hard nipples. You noticed me just as I passed you and I saw the shock on your face as you did a double-take.
There you were, hypnotised by my large breasts as they jiggled with each step. You couldn’t move. It was actually kind of cute, really. I walked over to you and I could see the bugle forming through your shorts. I knew you couldn’t resist looking at your mother’s big breasts.
I pretended to be shocked and that I forgot my top was off. I covered them with my arm and approached you. “Look at you, Sweetie. Looks like all that hard work is paying off,” I said as I squeezed your arm with my free hand. “You don’t mind if I sunbathe, do you?” I asked. “I just don’t want to, umm, *distract* you from your workout. I know it’s important to keep the blood pumping, so to speak.”
By the time you answered, I could see the outline of your cock through your shorts and I couldn’t take it anymore. Instinctually, I licked my lips. I wanted to hold your hard cock and feel it. I wanted to stroke it. I wanted to suck it, to taste it. I wanted you to cum all over me as I’d say “Cum for Mommy” just like the girls in the videos that you watch.
But I caught my imagination running wild. Something just told me I wasn’t ready for that yet. Instead, I let my arm go and exposed my big tits to you once again. I walked up to you. I was close enough that my hard nipples were grazing your chest. I looked at you in the eyes, licked my lips and them pressed my soft, wet lips against your cheek. As I did that, I must have leaned in a little too far as I felt your hard cock press against me.
“Oops! Did I do that to you, Sweetie? Did Mommy make you hard?” I said in a playful manner. I saw how horrified you were, how your face went so red. So, I decided that was enough. I gently laughed at your discomfort and walked towards the pool. I could feel that your eyes were still on me, so I looked back at you, then winked. Your face changed to a more confused look. I hope it was you finally figuring out what my intentions are.
Lots of Love,
Mom
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/mte3kw/a_moms_unsent_letter_to_her_son_letter_2