Tempted Moms Ch. 04: The Journal

"Thanks sweetie. You ready?"

"Yeah let's go."

Steffany drove to the mall outlets and they spent the next few hours browsing through various stores. However as they walked past the next store, Randy spied a very provocative dress and he stopped.

Steff turned around and said, "What you looking at?"

"Uh...oh just this dress Mom."

Steff went next to him and glanced at the dresses in the window.

"Yes those are some very appealing dresses."

"Why don't you try a couple on?"

"Me???" Steff chuckled loudly.

"Sure."

In a loud laughing tone she replied, "I could never wear anything like that."

"Why not Mom? I mean, you're sexy and stuff."

"Stop that!" she said, slapping his arm.

"Seriously Mom we still have time to kill; what could it hurt?"

Steff rolled her eyes and shook her head. However her hand reached for the door and with a smile said, "Ok, what the hell."

Steff walk inside with her son in tow. She headed over to the rack that had her dress size and started to glance through them. When she came across the one Randy liked in the window he stopped her and said, "That one, Mom, try that one on."

"My god Randy I think it might be a little too revealing."

"What do you mean? It covers everything."

"Barely," she said, holding it up in front of her.

"Please Mom..."

"Ok wait here."

Steff went into the changing room and put the dress on. She posed in the mirror and thought,This does look very sexy on me. Maybe in another life I'd actually wear this out.

It was then that she realized it was her son who picked it and wondered if maybe he had a sexual attraction towards her.

"Stop it, Steff. It's all in your head," she whispered, looking into the mirror.

Randy yelled from the waiting area. "How's it look?"

"Ok I guess."

"Well let me see."

"What! You're crazy. I'm not coming out wearing this."

"Come on, Mom. What's the point of putting it on if no one sees you in it?"

Do I dare? she thought as something stirred inside her. An excitement she hadn't felt in a very long time.

What could it hurt?

Hesitantly, Steff opened the door and walked into the waiting area. She kept her eyes on her son's face as she slowly spun around and asked, "What do you think?"

Randy's mouth dropped as he ogled her body. The red satin dress went right up to the underside of her firm rear. The front of the dress dipped very low, almost to her belly button, leaving half of each breast exposed for all to see.

With only a small piece of material covering her nipples Randy murmured, "Holy shit, you look hot!"

"Randy!" Steff scolded however, upon hearing his words of flattery, she found herself actually getting turned on and it shocked her.

Randy, still in awe, mumbled, "Sorry Mom, but I couldn't help myself. You really do look very attractive in that."

"Thank you. I think." And she turned back to the changing room.

I wish I snapped a picture, Randy thought as his mother changed back into her clothes.

When she came out he asked, "You buying it?"

Laughingly she replied. "No."

"But Mom."

"No buts, mister. It was fun trying it on. And yes your complements were nice. But there's no place I would ever go wearing that."

"Alright, alright you made your point. We should leave anyways if we want to catch a movie."

Steff agreed and they made their way to the cinema.

"What do you think about that one?" Randy pointed at the board behind the teller.

"You want to watch a romantic comedy?"

"Sure. I'm game."

"Okay, then," Steff replied, quite puzzled.

Once inside Randy got them a couple of sodas and a tub of popcorn. He even let her choose were to sit.

The movie started and they settled in. Without a doubt, Steffany was really enjoying herself and halfway through the flick she leaned over and whispered, "Thank you for this."

Randy smiled and put his arm around her and gave a light squeeze.

Steffany rested her head on his shoulder and instinctively placed her hand on his lap. It actually felt like a real date and she was totally lost in the moment.

Randy was also enjoying the moment. With his mother's head next to him, her sweet perfume filled his senses with its intoxicating fragrance. He closed his eyes to enjoy the sensation and then felt her hand lightly glide across his thigh.

Suddenly the most unexpected thing happened. His dick twitched and he opened his eyes.

What the hell? he thought as his cock started to stiffen in his pants.

Randy started to fidget, trying to ease the pressure building between his legs. But alas, it was no use. His mother's light touch so close to his groin had gotten him rock hard.

Steffany looked down and noticed the large bulge that was growing in her son's pants and quickly stopped moving her hand.

She didn't know what to do. But for some odd reason she couldn't stop staring either.

And then the most shocking thought danced in her brain. She wondered what it might actually look like.

Oh my God Steffany. Get a hold of yourself.

But her mind didn't listen and her hand gracefully stroked his thigh again.

Randy began to sweat and his heart raced. His mother's light touch on his thigh was getting him extremely excited. He had to do something. Again he stirred, but in doing so he only caused his mother's hand to move even closer to his groin.

Steff felt herself getting wet as her young man squirmed next to her. Her hand ever so slowly inched closer to her son's hard cock when finally her mind screamed,Stop this craziness!

This time she listened and slowly she pulled her hand away while sitting upright.

She looked at her son and squirmed herself, hoping it would seem like she was stiff from sitting that way.

Steff stayed like that for the rest of the movie but every once in a while would slyly glance over at her son's lap.

Randy's was thankful his erection had subsided by the time the lights came on and stood up first, asking, "What you think of the movie, Mom?"

"Oh I loved it," she replied, standing up herself.

"So what next?" Randy asked.

"I think that's enough, it's getting late."

"Okay Mom."

All the way home Steffany thought about what she saw and almost did.

She contemplated the many reasons her son could have gotten hard and concluded that it wasn't from her touch at all and had to be because of his young age and inability to control himself yet.

Randy suddenly spoke, shaking her out of her thought. "Did you have a good time, Mom?"

"Yes, it was quiet enjoyable I must say."

They talked about the movie for the rest of the drive and Steff quickly said, "I'm going to get out of these clothes," when she pulled up the driveway.

"Sounds like a good idea Mom."

Side by side they ventured up the walk then up the stairs until they went into their separate rooms.

Randy quickly stripped down to his boxers and noticed his precum stained shorts and thought back to how his mother's hand had indeed affected him.

He then tossed on a new pair followed by a tee shirt and sweat pants before making his way back down into the living room.

Steffany stripped down to her panties and removed her bra. She slipped on a long night shirt and covered herself up with a long soft red robe.

Randy had already crashed on the couch and was just about to turn on the tube when his ass felt something under the cushion.

He was just about to lift it when his mother shouted from the doorway, "What are you doing?"

"I felt something," he said and pulled the cushion up.

"Oh..." Randy said, shifting his eyes towards his mother.

"Yes. I know," Steffany replied as she walked over and put her hand out.

Randy placed the book in her palm. "Since the book is out, why don't we have a look together?"

"I don't know," she answered, clutching the book tight to her chest.

"Please Mom. I think we should read what Dad was really like."

Steff sat down and sighed. "I know you're right. I just feel very uncomfortable about this."

"Listen, Mom, let's try and if you think it's too strange we can stop."

Steff gave a nod as she eased herself down onto the couch.

Randy did the same and leaned over as his mother opened the book.

Steff couldn't remember where she actually left off and flipped through some pages. However, as she did Randy caught a glimpse of a sexual phrase and asked her to stop.

His eyes grew large as his father's writing came to life in his mind.

I eased my hand further up her thigh and, to my surprise, Mom lightly sighed. I took that as a good sign and was ecstatic when my nimble fingers found the edge of her panties and I tucked my digits inside. Mom moaned and her body shifted around as my hand pried deeper under her panties until I had actually touched her pussy for the first time.

Randy paused and looked at his mother who in return looked back at him. He put on a pretend smile as if to say it was alright and went back to reading.

Mom moaned louder and her legs spread wider as I tickled her pussy lips. It didn't take long before I had three of my fingers slamming deep into Mom's wet snatch while listening to her bellow pleasurably at my sexual advances.

Randy sat back and glanced at his own mother again and said, "Jesus Mom. Did Dad write everything that he did with her?"

Slowly Steff turned and nodded.

"How...how long had it been going on?"

"I think for as long as I knew your father."

"Wow," was Randy's only comment.

"You want to stop?" Steff questioned.

"No, I think we should jump ahead."

Steff flipped a couple of pages and they started to read again.

Mom's eyes closed as her ass lifted off the sofa, and she wailed. With my free hand, I lowered my shorts and placed her hand on my hard cock. Mom opened her eyes, and I could see the lust in them. Her hand eagerly stroked my shaft long and hard and then she lowered her head down to my cock. I actually had to stop fingering her when her mouth slipped over my cock head.

Now it was Steffany that sat back and took pause.

"You ok Mom?"

In reality, she wasn't. For as she contemplated what her mother-in-law was doing to her son in the journal, her own mind quickly flashed to the movie theater and she envisioned her son's big bulge.

"Mom?"

"Oh sorry honey. Yes I'm fine," she replied as she squirmed on the sofa.

She wasn't the only one that the book was affecting. Randy himself couldn't help but picture his father getting his cock sucked off by his own mother and it unknowingly had caused his appendage to once again grow.

Steff glanced down and caught sight of his expanding cock and gasped loudly.

"Oh shit!" Randy cursed when he noticed her gaze.

"I think we should stop," she replied, not realizing that her eyes were still fixated on her son's crotch.

Randy frowned in discontent; he wanted to read more. More of what his father and grandmother where doing and begged, "Please Mom. Just a little more."

"I don't know Randy. It appears this is affecting you," pointing her finger towards her son's pants.

Randy blushed, "I'm sorry Mom. I don't know why I... ah... you know."

"I guess I can understand how. This is more like reading an erotic story then a journal."

"Is...is it affecting you also?"

Steffany harshly fired back. "That isn't something you ask your mother."

Again, Randy apologized and followed up by asking again to keep reading, as he had asked for one more bedtime story when he was little.

Hesitantly, Steff agreed, however as they read she couldn't help but notice it was affecting her also. To make matters worse, she also couldn't stop herself from glancing at her son's stiff appendage protruding under his sweat pants.

Her looks didn't go unnoticed and it only excited him more knowing that his mother was stealing a glance at his manhood.

Does she want to rub my leg again? he devilishly wondered and spread his thighs wider, causing his cock to extend outward even more.

Steff's eyes widened and then she shockingly felt herself become moist.

Oh my God why am I getting turned on? she pondered, and then she felt her son place his hand lightly on her thigh.

Steffany closed her eyes and her mouth parted. Her mind replayed what she read and pictured her husband rubbing his mother's leg as Randy gave her thigh a gentle squeeze. The faintest sound of pleasure escaped from her lips while her legs uncontrollably parted slightly, causing her robe to open between her thighs.

Randy's touch was indeed making her horny and, in her excited state, she lifted her hand and rested it once again on her son's upper thigh.

Randy smiled upon feeling her touch and spied his mother's exposed bare thigh. He didn't know why but he brazenly inched his palm inward until it ran over her silky smooth skin.

Steffany shivered when a jolt of excitement raced through her body and she clutched her son's leg. Her mind pictured her husband moving up his mother's thigh and she found herself hoping Randy would do the same. Her pussy was wet and she found herself wanting more. But then a spark of realization hit her. This was her son! She quickly slammed the book closed while standing up rapidly, saying, "That's enough for tonight."

Her sudden reaction shocked Randy, and he just lightly nodded.

Randy watched her place the book down on the coffee table and adjust her robe, but then when she turned around once again she gazed down at his manhood.

Slowly Randy stood and said, "Thanks Mom."

"For what?"

"For letting me read that with you. I know it must be difficult reading about Dad."

"Oh. Yes...yes it is."

Then without thinking Randy blurted out, "But I think I understand how it could have happened. I mean if Grandma looked anything like you, well..."

Steffany took a step back and her mouth dropped opened in dismay. Sharply she replied, "Well I don't. It's a sin for a son and a mother to do something like that."

Randy lowered his head and mumbled, "I didn't mean to upset you Mom. I just wanted to give you a compliment."

Steffany sighed and in a calmer tone said, "Let's just forget about it and go to bed."

Without saying a word they both ventured up the steps.

But before Randy vanished into his room he turned and said, "You are very sexy Mom."

Steffany smiled and walked back to him then pecked his cheek and said, "That's sweet but you shouldn't be thinking of me that way."

Randy pulled her close and hugged her, pushing her breast into his chest and his groin into her mound and whispered, "Sorry Mom."

Steff squeezed him back. The feel of his hard cock mashed against her, causing her to softly moan. She couldn't deny her son was having a sexual effect on her.

What am I doing? her mind screamed and, with that, she broke their embrace and ran off to her room, leaving her son standing there in awe.

Neither of them could sleep that night as their minds raced over what took place.

The next day at breakfast when Randy sat down, Steff decided as she cooked that she should have a talk about what happened last night. However, when she turned around she couldn't help but notice him checking her out and it flattered her so much that she changed her mind.

It was true; Randy couldn't help but admire his mother's firm ass as it swayed from side to side under her robe. He found himself actually wanting to reach out and grab ahold of it. Still staring, he almost didn't catch his mother say,

"So how did you sleep?"

"Ah??? Okay I guess. How about you?"

Steff sighed. "Not great. I still haven't gotten used to sleeping alone."

"Oh. Yeah I can see how that would be hard for you. Is that why you slept on the sofa the other night?"

Steff was about to reply when the phone rang.

It was Rachel and, after a couple of minutes of gabbing, Steff hung up and informed Randy that they were coming over today.

Randy sighed and said, "Okay I guess."

"Listen, Randy, if this is a problem I'll call her back."

"No, Mom. I'm fine. What are we going to do with them when they get here?"

"I guess just sit out by the pool and talk."

"Okay I'll go put my swim trunks on," Randy replied and walked away.

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"You look so hot in that," Kyle barked as he watched his mother in her canary yellow bikini stand by the kitchen sink.

"Thank you, but you really need to control yourself better. Especially when your father is around," Rachel replied, leaning over the sink and gazing out the window at her husband who was tinkering with his truck.

Kyle stepped behind her and glanced over her shoulder to see his father outside, placing both his hands on her hips and grumbled, "What if he did catch us?"

"I don't want to think about it."

Kyle leaned close to her ear and whispered, "I bet he would be envious of how I can make you cum." With that, he reached around and tucked his right hand down her bikini bottoms.

"Kyle!" Rachel yelled as she grabbed his arm and squirmed around. But, alas, her son had a firm grip on her box and was fingering her clit hard.

"Kyle your fffather is right there," Rachel stuttered as her body slowly succumbed to his sexual advances.

"I know. Isn't it exciting?" Kyle said, dropping his shorts with his free hand.

"Oh God...Rachel whimpered, still gazing at her husband outside. Her eyes flickered open and closed as her body filled with sexual intoxication.

"Mmm. Ohhh. Ahhh," she murmured as her son's wicked fingers worked their magic until her pussy juices started to flow. Her legs weakened from the excitement and she placed both her hands on the counter in an effort to steady herself. She was losing the last of her self-control and could only mutter, "Kyle, please, it's too dangerous doing this right here," when he pulled her bottoms to the floor.

Kyle rubbed his hard cock between her legs while squeezing both her tits in his hands. Looking over her shoulder at his father he said, "You want this inside you, don't you?"

All Rachel could do was nod as she bit her lip and clutched the counter.

Kyle centered his dick and thrust forward, sending his thick cock deep into her wet snatch.

"Oh fuck..." Rachel whimpered as her son started to fuck her.

Her body was on fire and she could feel her orgasm quickly approaching. With her eyes still fixated on her husband, she pushed her ass backwards to meet her son's every thrust and whimpered, "Fuck me. Fuck me, Kyle. Make Mama cum."

Kyle took ahold of her hips and fucked her hard, building up his speed and tempo until she was moaning and whimpering in sexual bliss. He felt her cunt tighten up around his cock and he heaved it as deep as it could go, lifting her off of the ground just as they both climaxed.

Rachel collapsed and shook as her son's seed mixed with her own juices, both of them panting like dogs as their orgasm subsided.

It was then that Rachel noticed her husband walking towards the house and she hastily spoke, "He's coming!"

Kyle broke away and they both quickly fixed themselves, taking a seat at the table just as his father entered the backdoor.

"What are you two doing?" his father questioned.

Rachel quickly responded, "Just talking about Steffany and Randy."

"Oh Jesus don't tell me you're still worried about her?"

"Yes I am! And as a matter of fact Kyle and I are going over there today."

Rachel watched her husband just roll his eyes and mumble, "Whatever," as he walked into the other room.

Kyle snickered and whispered, "That was close."

Rachel, with a stern look, huffed back, "Yes it was. Now get yourself ready so we can go."

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Steffany was in her room contemplating what to wear. She held up a hot pink tiny string bikini she hadn't worn in over 10 years and found herself wondering what her son would think of it. Her pussy moistened at the notion that her son might actually get hard and it scared her.