My Mom And Me, Out On A Date! A Son Asks His Mom Out And She Says Yes!

Mom changes the channel over and over again. Nothing good on TV. She flicks the TV off. We talk. But while we talk I keep noticing what a "MILF" Mom is. Do I dare ask her? What if she gets mad? We keep talking. I keep staring. Mom is 44, 115 pounds, 5 feet 7 inches, big busted, small waisted, blonde haired and has a pair of legs I can't keep from staring at. I know and Mom knows that Dad is having an affair with his secretary. As long as he keeps supporting us, she'll keep ignoring it. Everybody's happy. Finally, I ask the question! I ask my own Mom for a date. I point out that Dad's not home, TV's boring and that the two of us should get out of the house. Mom's face lights up! She says yes! Now, I'm really excited! Mom leans toward me and asks me what should a Mom wear on a date with her Son. I tell her that I would like her to wear her black mini skirt and a red tube top and a pair of white high heels. She says yes! I'm practically bursting with excitement as Mom goes upstairs to change. A few minutes later, she comes back downstairs, dressed exactly how I asked. She takes me by the hand and says let's go. Our first stop is an ice cream parlor in the neighborhood. As we wait in line, we can feel the stares of some punks sitting at one of the tables. I laugh to myself because Mom's with me! Later, as we are sitting at the table with our ice cream cones, Mom starts to put on a show for me as she looks at me while she swirls her tongue around her cone, licking the ice cream till it is completely smooth and then putting it deep into her mouth. She still keeps eye contact with me as she tilts her head upward, exposing her long and slender throat to me. I watch, transfixed, as my Mom's throat muscles move as she swallows the ice cream. Mom tells me to finish my own ice cream so that we can leave. I follow her out of the ice cream parlor like an obedient servent might follow his employer. Once we are in the car and parked in a secluded spot, I tell Mom how much I enjoyed watching her eat her ice cream. She says she did that show for me because she knows about my neck fetish as well as my leg fetish and also, my hand over mouth fetish and my bondage fetish too. Mom tells me not to try and deny it because she checked out the web sites that were on my computer. No sense trying to be discreet. I put my hand on my Mom's thigh and started to gently stroke it. A moan of pleasure comes from her lips as my hand lightly glides along her thigh. Mom's moans become muffled "Mmmppphhh" sounds as my other hand clamps over her mouth. A few minutes later and I have Mom's hands tied together behind her back. I tell Mom that if she will make out with me that I will untie her later. Mom smiles and a second later her and I are kissing each other passionately on the mouth she like two kids in heat. Next, she takes me deep into her throat and sucks until we both lay back in the seat, drained like a couple of marathon runners. I hold Mom and she tells me how much she enjoyed our date but now we have to get home. As we head back to the house, Mom tells me that she has some more fun planned for us at home. I ask her what it is but Mom just laughs and says that she doesn't want to spoil the surprise. I go the rest of the way home with one hand on my Mom's beautiful thigh. None of the people in traffic with us notice that Mom's hands are still tied tightly behind her back. Hmmm. Maybe Mom and I can do a "kidnap" fantasy on our next date.
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