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Wicked Witch: Mom & Me

Date: 10/9/2014, Categories: Fiction, Erotica, Hardcore, Incest, Male / Older Female, Teen Male / Female, Virginity, Author: eroticbeing, Rating: 90.1, Source: sexstories.com

My mother and I had always enjoyed holidays - especially Halloween and Christmas. We were very close and enjoyed all the preparation and festivities that went along with them. I think part of it arose out of the bonding together and the make-believe that was tied into the loss of my father to cancer when I was 10. The celebration and fantastic nature was both fun and a way to push away reality. It had been 8 years since my dad died and we had gotten over the sadness though we still missed him, but we still really enjoyed the holidays. This year Halloween was coming up fast and we hadn't yet prepared the yard and porch nor had we gotten our costumes. I had started college that fall, but the school was only an hour away. I lived on campus, but had come home the previous weekend to spend "Halloween week" with Mom and commuted to school. "We're leaving it pretty late this year, honey," my mother said when I got home on Saturday "Halloween is next Friday - coming up fast!" "I know, Mom," I replied. "Let's spend some time this weekend setting up the yard and porch. And we can figure out costumes too." My mother thought for a moment then replied, "Honey, let me choose the costumes this year, OK?" This was unusual, but I was OK with it and said sure. That weekend, we worked hard in the yard, cleaning up the usual fall debris, digging out the old plants and so on. It was unseasonably warm and I took off my shirt in the afternoon. "My goodness!" my mother commented as she regarded me, ... "You certainly have filled out this past year young man! Look at you, a real hunk!" It was true, up till that year I had grown up a relatively slim teenager, 5'10" and about 160 pounds. But between soccer and swimming teams and the associated weight training I had put on another 25-30 pounds and was looking pretty buff. I gave her a flex and she theatrically felt my bicep. She oohed and ahhed while I laughed, but there was an unexpected frisson as she touched my arm and gently rubbed it. I looked quickly at her and was struck again at how young and, dammit, sexy hot she looked! But I didn't think much about it until later. However, a pensive then impish look crossed my mother's face and she said "Ah, now I know what your costume will beâ€¦ and I think mine as well." "OK, what then?" I inquired. "Oh, no no. It's going to be a surprise!" she rejoined and I had to be content with that. We fixed up the yard and the porch with the initial decorations, we always waited till Halloween itself to put up the final touches. The rest of the week went by quickly as I had a lot on my plate and so did my mom. The one odd element that week was that our greetings became a little warmer, the hugs a little longer, our kisses a little more lingering. Nothing outlandish, but I noticed and I think she did too. It made me recall the frisson when she felt my bicep. Once again, I noticed how attractive my mother was. Not something I noticed all the time, just now and again. After all, she was my mom. ...