“Put the lipstick on your nipples and your pussy.” He directed.
I turned in the vanity chair to face my husband and spread my nylon sheathed legs. His face was very intent as he watched me pull my tits from the top of my gown and my hands were actually trembling as I smeared the lipstick over my stiff nipples for him. When they were both perfectly glossy I lowered the tube to my bald cunt and coated each lip until they too, were bright red.
After finishing my husband’s last perverted request I sat and rubbed my red clit as I watched his hand move up and down his raging hard cock. “Do you think Mark will like his whore mommy?” I asked. Hearing myself utter these filthy words sent me into a deeper state of lust as I pulled the nightie up to cover my full boobs.
My husband’s face was very serious. “God I’m going to fuck you good tonight baby.” James groaned as I stood and strutted towards the door. After taking a deep breath I opened the door and stepped into the hallway. My heart was pounding as I struggled to walk towards the living room in my heels.
My mind was racing with a delicious mixture of anticipation and lust as I entered the living room to find my muscular boy lying on the couch watching television. I was thrilled to see that he was wearing nothing but a T-shirt and boxers. His eyes opened wide and his mouth fell open when he took in the outfit I was wearing. “What’s on the tube?” I asked quite normally as if nothing was different.
“Uh…I’m…uh..just watching…uh…” He mumbled, trailing off in a stupor as he ogled my tits and legs. I walked over between my son and the T.V.; I stood sideways to him and turned my head to look at the screen. The room was rather dark other than the light from the T.V. and I knew that my form was backlit, rendering my negligee completely transparent. I felt as if I was totally naked and I loved it. I could feel his eyes burning into me as I reached up and slid my hand down my side for him until my fingers rested at the hem of my gown at the side of my thigh. I lifted it a few inches and began to lightly circle my fingers there on my upper thigh at the dark top of my hose.
After a moment I turned and walked to the end table at his feet. I reached over and flicked on the lamp that was on the table, again giving him a view that was back lit. I was sideways to him and I put my left knee on the armrest and my left hand on the back of the couch as I pretended to look through a stack of magazines on the end table. I could feel the hem of my transparent gown resting on the bottom of my ass cheeks and my jiggling breasts swayed and dangled for my baby.
I completely forgot about my husband. I was bent over the couch in a perfect position to be fucked by my son and I thrust my ass out for his pleasure. The juices were now flowing freely out of my cunt which would be totally exposed to him if he were he behind me. I would pick up a magazine, rise up and absently thumb through it, then return to my bent posture. The second time I did this, I glanced out of the corner of my eye at my son’s crotch. His dick was enormous and very hard. My face went red and my pussy burned. My breaths were short, fast and audible.
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