Mom's Special Christmas Present

“This…this dress,” Tanya said, her eyes taking in every intricate detail of the sensuous garment. “It’s absolutely breathtaking.”

“I feel the same way about you, Mom,” Jake replied, giving his mother a warm smile.

“Oh Jake, you’re so good to me.” With tears welling in her eyes, Tanya leaned over and kissed her son tenderly on the cheek. The alluring scent of her shampoo and perfume flooded his senses, sending an electric jolt right down to his midsection.

“You have to open that one next,” Jake said, pointing to a smaller square-ish package.

Smiling from ear to ear now, Tanya opened the present and reached inside, drawing out a pair of shoes. “Oh my, they match perfectly.” The 4” spike-heeled shoes had a sharply-pointed toe made of blue leather, and then were open all the way back to another small piece of molded leather that formed the back of the heel, with a narrow blue strap that wound around the ankle. The shoes were a perfect match for the dress, and incredibly sexy.

Tanya looked from the shoes to the dress, and then back again, beside herself with happiness. “Oh Jake, it’s all so pretty. I love it. But where am I ever going to wear something like this?”

“Maybe you and I can go out to a club sometime. I look old enough to get in—and you know I have a fake I.D.” Tanya smiled at that, holding the dress up to herself. This was just the reaction Jake was hoping for. “Mom, why don’t you try it on? Make sure it fits okay.”

“Okay,” Tanya replied excitedly. “I can’t wait to see it myself.” She stood up and reached for the edge of the table, feeling a little dizzy. “Oh dear, I guess I better ease up on the wine a little bit.”

“Nonsense,” Jake replied languidly. “You’re on vacation, Mom. Enjoy yourself.” She smiled in agreement and was just about to go when Jake’s voice stopped her. “Oh yeah, I nearly forgot. You better open that last package. The girl in the store where I got that stuff suggested something else that she thought would be perfect with the outfit. I thought it was a good idea too. I hope you don’t mind.”

Intrigued now, Tanya slid the shiny ribbon off the smaller present remaining and opened the wrapping. Once again, she opened the box and folded back the tissue paper inside.

“Aaaaah!” She gave a sharp intake of breath as she lifted a stunning blue bra from inside the package. Holding onto the ribbon-like shoulder straps, she looked down at the substantial bra cups, the curving spheres made of royal blue satin trimmed with intricate black lace. She could feel the hidden underwire beneath her fingertips, knowing it was structurally similar to other bras she wore. The bra was simply exquisite, intricately dainty and totally feminine, yet she could tell it had the structural integrity to carry the heavy weight she’d be filling it with. Holding onto the sexy bra with one hand, she reached inside and drew out a matching pair of French-cut panties. She held them up, the smooth satin feeling deliciously cool beneath her fingertips, the high-cut leg openings making her wonder what they would look like on.

“Do you like them?” Tanya heard her son’s voice speaking to her in a soft lulling tone as she continued to stare at the sexy underwear in her hands, loving the feel of the sensual garments.

“They’re beautiful,” she replied softly, turning the bra over to look at the size on the label: 36E. “But how did you know my……” She stopped without finishing and looked at her 18-year old son, a calm knowing look in his eyes. “Never mind—I think I know.”

Tanya gave her son a coquettish smile as she looked down at him, knowing exactly how he’d known her size. There had been many times over the years that she’d found evidence of her son’s fascination with her underwear. She knew he made it a habit to raid her laundry basket, and then return the stolen goods when he was done. She’d found many of her bras and panties spackled with semen, and knew from the impressive size of the loads shot onto them that they hadn’t come from her husband. She’d loved the fact that a handsome young man like her son found her attractive. She knew many other mothers would have scolded their sons if they’d found something like that—but not Tanya. She let him do as he wished with her frilly delicates, knowing it was something harmless that most growing boys did.

“Okay, Dear” Tanya said with a sly smile on her face as she picked up all of her new presents. “I’ll be back in a few minutes.”

Jake watched her walk unsteadily up the stairs, a lewd grin spreading across his handsome face. Things were working out perfectly. He went over to the cabinet with the sound system and plugged in his iPod, queuing up some songs he’d downloaded earlier. They were all slow love songs from the ‘80’s that he knew his mother liked. He went into the kitchen and cleaned up, loading the dishwasher and putting the pots and pans to soak in the sink. Returning to the dining room, he drained the last of the bottle of wine into his mother’s glass and opened a new bottle, topping up both of their glasses, although his original one was still more than half full. He adjusted his semi-hard prick in his jeans, and then sat down and waited, anxious for his sexy mother to return.

When Tanya got to her room, she could feel herself flushing. She didn’t know if it was from the wine, or from the intimate Christmas gifts she’d just received from her son—maybe it was a bit of both. She had absolutely adored the little dress, and then loved the sexy shoes that went with it. But when she opened the present with the bra and panty set, she didn’t know what to think. The delicate items were so pretty, and so sexy, that she fell in love with them just by looking at them. She knew her son found her attractive, and she couldn’t deny the perverted thrill it gave her to see the trouble he’d gone to in picking all those things out for her. She loved him so much, and after what he’d done by defending her against those muggers last week, he deserved to know how much she appreciated what he had done for her. If he wanted to see her in the things he’d bought for her, she was more than willing to model it for him. She figured there’d be no harm in that, and it gave her a lascivious thrill to know that her own son would likely jerk off thinking about her when he went to bed tonight. She thought to herself how flattering it was to get some attention from at least one male in this house.

Tanya stripped off her clothes and put on the new bra and panties, loving the look of herself in the mirror as the powerfully-structured bra pushed her voluptuous breasts together and up enticingly. The upper swells of her tits were almost spilling over the lush bra cups, the delicate black lace looking exquisite against the smooth creamy skin of her breasts as the royal blue cups hugged her curving mounds enticingly. The panties fit wickedly high on her wide motherly hips, the cool satin feeling sinfully wicked against her skin. They both fit perfectly, and she smiled to herself as she thought about her handsome son knowing exactly what size she wore.

She held the dress up in front of her, loving how the electric-blue color pulled out the blue in her eyes. Of course, Jake would have known that when he picked it out. She could see that the little cocktail dress would end high on her thighs, and she knew with this kind of outfit, no stockings were required. She took some cream off her dressing table and rubbed it into her long shapely legs, making them look sleek and shiny. She knew Jake would like that. She rubbed the cream onto her arms, knowing they would be bare as well. She slipped the dress over her body, reaching behind her to pull the zipper up into place. Tanya smiled as she looked in the mirror, the beautiful blue dress looking absolutely spectacular on her. The slim-fitting dress fit her lush body like glove, molding itself to every sweeping curve and inviting valley. She adjusted her breasts, making sure ‘the girls’ were on display to their best advantage. Tanya stepped into the new shoes and did up the slim bands around her trim ankles. She stood up and walked from side to side in front of the mirror, loving the way the sky-high heels made her toned legs look even more attractive and sexy. Picking up a tube of lipstick, she applied a generous coating to her full pouty lips, turning her mouth into a brilliant red slash. She fluffed her lustrous blonde hair, the cascading locks looking wild and sultry as they fell about her shoulders.

Jake heard his mother coming down the stairs before he saw her. He got up from the table and turned expectantly, waiting for her to come down the staircase. Her long legs came into view first, glistening in the warm amber glow from the candlelight. Her legs looked incredible, long and shapely and shining invitingly, as if they had some kind of oil on them. Jake could feel his prick lurch as she reached the bottom of the stairs and turned towards him, his eyes taking in the sight of her full mature body as she walked into the room. The blue dress he’d picked out was stunning, fitting her lush contours like a second skin, emphasizing her generous breasts just the way he’d hoped. The deeply-scooped neck revealed a mile-long stretch of cleavage, her spectacular tits swelling against the confining fabric of the dress. He knew his mom’s breasts were huge, but he also knew that heavily-reinforced bra he’d gotten her made them look even more breathtaking.

His eyes followed the compelling lines of the little bandage dress downwards, where the supple blue fabric nipped in smoothly at her trim waist and then flared out seductively over her wide motherly hips. He found himself licking his lips as he looked at the hem of the skirt, the tight sheath ending teasingly just a few inches below the pussy from which he had emerged eighteen years ago. His mother looked absolutely dazzling in the outfit, the dress and shoes showing off her shapely hourglass figure and long toned legs exquisitely. He looked up to her face, his gaze settling on her lovely features. Her blonde hair framed her face attractively, and her lipstick-covered lips were turned up in a beguiling smile as she came towards him—her warm blue eyes accentuated enchantingly by the vivid electric blue of the dress. Based on the swelling he was feeling in his loins, Jake knew he’d made an excellent choice when he’d decided on this outfit.

“Wow!” Jake said, his eyes blatantly roaming up and down his mother’s body as she stood before him. “Mom, you look fantastic!”

“Thanks, Sweetie,” Tanya replied, tilting her head coquettishly, feeling herself tingling with excitement under her son’s leering stare. “But I should be the one thanking you—you’re the one who picked it out.” She reached out and took the offered wine glass from her son’s hand, a mischievous glint in her eye. “Maybe I should take you shopping with me next time I go.”

“I’d like that.”

“I’m sure you would,” Tanya said teasingly, raising her glass. “What should we drink to……Christmas?”

“To Christmas and beautiful women,” Jake replied, raising his glass to hers. They clinked glasses and each of them took a sip.

“And to handsome young men who come to the rescue of damsels in distress,” Tanya said, giving her son a beguiling look that he felt right down to his groin. She clinked her glass to his and took another drink, the warmth of the wine flowing from her throat throughout her entire body.

‘Avalon’, by Roxy Music came over the sound system—one of her favorites. “Dance with me, Mom,” Jake said, taking the glass from her hand and setting it on the table.

Tanya could feel the wine hitting her as she let her son take her hand and pull her close to him, one arm slipping around her back as he drew her body against his. He felt so strong, so confident in himself as he held her and started to move to the slow pulsing beat of the music. It had been a long time since she’d felt like this with a man, and she felt herself letting her body meld into his, savoring the comforting sensation of being wrapped up in the cloaking warmth of someone so masculine. Tanya felt so blissfully content, so free. She closed her eyes and let her son hold her close to his swaying body as she listened to the beautiful song, to Bryan Ferry’s sexy trilling voice, the rich tones setting fire to the smoldering embers of her libido, the lush melodies of ‘Avalon’ carrying her away.

Jake could feel his mother pressing herself against him, her huge breasts rubbing warmly against his chest, her sexy body moving languidly against his as they danced, the soothing rhythm of the romantic song flowing through their connected bodies. He could feel his prick swelling in his jeans, the beefy tube of flesh thickening and rising towards his waistband.

“Does Dad make you happy, Mom?” he asked.

Tanya tipped her head back slightly, awakening from the trancelike state she’d slipped into as they’d danced. “He….he takes good care of us.”

“That’s not what I mean.” Jake moved against his mother as they danced, rolling his hips just enough so that she couldn’t help but feel the sizable bulge of his growing erection. “Does he satisfy you?”

“I….I….,” Tanya stammered, unable to think straight, her mind swirling as she realized the astonishing size of her teenage son’s stiffening cock as it pressed into her belly.

“I know what a satisfied woman looks like,” Jake continued, speaking to his mother in a lulling hypnotic voice. “I see you every day, Mom, and I know you need more than Dad can give you. A beautiful woman like you needs a lot of satisfying.”

Tanya was gasping, breathless with confusion and anticipation of what her son was saying to her and doing to her. Her body was thrumming with illicit excitement as she felt her son’s prodigious member pushing against her. She could tell it was huge, substantially bigger than her husband’s penis. She knew she should pull away—this was her own son, for God’s sake. But she couldn’t. It…it felt too good to be so close to, and to feel so wanted by, someone so masculine. And those things he was saying about her and her husband, she knew in her heart he was right—her husband had never been able to make love to her the way she desired, the way she needed.

Jake slid his hands down his mother’s back, running them over his mother’s sumptuous heart-shaped bum, pulling her midsection flush up against his. “I can give you just what you need,” Jake said, lowering his lips to hers, his riveting blue eyes locked onto hers.

Tanya saw the lust in her son’s eyes and felt a shiver run down her spine just before his full wide mouth pressed against hers. Her eyes closed instinctively as she felt his soft lips on hers, his tongue sliding between her parted lips. She felt mesmerized as she slumped against him in surrender, rolling her tongue against his and drawing it deeper into the hot wet confines of her mouth.

“Mmmmmm…..,” they both moaned into each other’s mouth as they kissed passionately, deeply. Tanya’s arms looped around her son’s neck as she tipped her face up to his, letting him know she was his for the taking. As they kissed, Jake slid one hand up the front of her body, his big hand cupping an even bigger tit. He hefted the tremendous mound, feeling the impressive weight in his hand. He slid his fingers all around the swelling globe, his fingertips seeking out the protruding bud of her nipple. He rubbed his index finger over it, feeling it stiffening and swelling under his touch.

“Jake, we….we shouldn’t,” Tanya gasped, summoning up the willpower to draw her mouth away from his.

Jake could see the wanton desire in her eyes—he’d seen it with many of the older women he’d bedded recently. His mother might be saying one thing, but her lush body pressing against him was saying something else—and he knew exactly what that was. “Yes, we should…..and we’re going to,” he said confidently. “I’ve got another present I’ve been saving just for you.” He took her hand in his and pressed it against the throbbing bulge in his jeans.

“Oh my God,” Tanya said to herself as her slender hand closed instinctively over the hard column of flesh threatening to burst forth from the restrictive confines of his jeans. Her son’s cock was enormous—she’d never seen or felt one anywhere close to this size in her entire life. She was tingling with excitement as her hand closed around it, feeling the intense heat of the pulsing member coming right through his clothing.

“Take it out,” Jake whispered hypnotically.

With her sizable breasts heaving with every ragged breath she took, Tanya reached down between them and undid her son’s belt, pulling it open and then undoing the button of his jeans. As the button gave way, his throbbing prick lurched toward the opening, the huge bulbous head visible but still trapped beneath the waistband. She could feel a fine sheen of perspiration on her forehead, her heart racing, her whole body flushed with excitement. With trembling fingers, she reached down and slowly undid his zipper……zzzzzzzzz……..

“Oh fuck,” Tanya muttered under her breath as her son’s fly gaped open, his engorged erection lancing up and thrusting into the air. The huge mushroom head pulsed hotly, the crimson crown appearing to search for a target like a heat-seeking missile. Her hand was drawn magnetically to the huge column of muscular flesh, her slender fingers circling the rigid shaft in a clutching grasp. The girth was so immense that the fingertips of her hand couldn’t even reach the base of her palm. She slid her hand upwards, feeling the outer sheath sliding hotly beneath her fingers. She felt her heart flutter, feeling the tremendous power of her son’s enormous cock in her pumping hand. She wondered how something could feel so incredibly hard and yet so sinfully soft at the same time.

“So, Mom, do you really think we shouldn’t?” Jake asked teasingly as he pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it aside. He could see his mother looking at his muscular V-shaped torso wantonly as her hand continued to milk away at his surging prick. He pushed his pants down to his ankles and stepped out of them, kicking them aside. They were close to a wall and Jake pushed her backwards until she was leaning against it, her hand still stroking slowly up and down along the length of his thrusting erection, the wet red eye oozing pre-cum onto her pumping fingers. He slipped his own hand beneath his mother’s dress and placed it right over the front of her panties—they were soaking wet.

“Looks like I’m not the only one enjoying this,” Jake said as he leaned in and kissed her again, his mother’s lips and mouth hungrily attacking his this time. As she sucked on his probing tongue, he took a firm hold of her panties, and pulled.

RRRRIPPPPP!!!! The sound of the shredding garment filled the air.

“Aaahhh,” Tanya gasped, looking up at her son, her eyes ablaze with excitement.

“I’ll buy you a new pair,” Jake said, tossing the torn panties aside and closing in on his mother. He brought his hands beneath her curvy bum-cheeks and lifted her into the air. He pushed her back against the wall and let his hands slide along the backs of her thighs, pulling her legs apart. As the gap between her creamy thighs widened, the hem of her short dress rose higher and higher. Holding her up, he pulled her legs further and further apart until her shaven pussy came clearly into view, the livid petals of her swollen labia glistening wetly.

“Oh Mom, you are so beautiful,” Jake said as he shifted closer, bringing his pulsing stallion-like erection to the dripping gates of her oily snatch. He shifted his hands back under her full round bum, hoisting her further up. With his mother’s curvy body pressed back against the wall and her legs draped over his muscular arms, Jake flexed his hips forward, pushing the lemon-sized crown of his rigid cock against her dripping cunt-lips.