Carole wasn't sure what was going to happen with her teenage son, if anything. She did however decide to go out and get some new clothes. Her little b...oy was 18 now and starting to develop into quite a young man. The hard body blonde mother decided to get some more revealing things to wear around the house. She had gone down to the new lingerie store at the mall and bought some new sexy underwear and a couple of short silk robes to wear around the house. The owner of the shop was a cool lady. ’ I teased. ‘Yes I am.’ He sincerely replied looking into my eyes. With a lump in my throat I said, ‘I can’t seem to resist your lines mister,’ and I embraced his succulent lips. He was a phenomenal kisser. His hands caressed my back and ribs and were slowly moving toward my chest. Damn, he went back to my back. If his kissing weren’t so good his slowness would have been torture. I guided his hand to my breast. He gasped saying how wonderful I felt. His touch sent thrills through me and I loved. I often used mirrors in the bathroom, to play with myself, watching how it appeared to open slowly at my touch. Every imaginable movement of my fingers on it seemed to bring about a different appearance of it. With this practice, I developed a pattern to enhance it's attractiveness to me, and of course, to others.Mother no longer forced me to wear the pretty, little matching skirt, blouse and panty sets. I got to shop for my own undergarments. My breasts were growing with time as well. I was no. " I kicked him and then I ran.Something in me had diminished when I stepped away from him and I felt like a little girl hiding from the boogieman. The man I came in with was sitting at the table still and looked at me lovingly and rubbing his cock as I flew past him. I guess he has a fetish for S&M.That night, I grabbed the nearest man, took him to a motel room and fucked him fast and furiously. I had orgasm after orgasm as I rode him, pumping as though I'd never get the chance again. And.