"I was… naked?" He nodded.

"Completely naked?" Again, he nodded.

"And you saw my… ass?" she asked. "And you think it's cute?"

Ted gulped, the nodded again. "I saw… well, your front, too, when you were sleeping that morning."

Becky felt a tremor of heat flow through her body. His cock was straining now, pressing at the front of his pants in hardness.

"Then you saw all of me?"

He nodded, trying not to look at his mother's tits. They were eye level with his face, round and firm inside her sweater, and her nipples made his mouth water.

"Am I… cute, all over?" Becky whispered.

"Oh, yeah, Mom!" Ted breathed.

Becky knew what she was going to do, what she had to do. Her hand moved off his face and down his chest. He wore a white T-shirt with his jeans, and her hand moved lower and lower. She felt her son shaking as he watched her hand. She paused for a moment at his belt buckle, then moved her hand lower yet. When she pressed her palm upon his staining cock, Ted felt lightheaded and his legs wobbled.

"Oh, my God!" Becky moaned softly as she felt the hardness of her son's cock through his jeans. "I can't believe… you're hard, Ted! I made you hard! I'm your mother, and you've got a… got a… ohhhh, baby!"

She squeezed his cock, drawing her son tightly against her body, pushing her tits into his face. Ted's arms went around her waist, holding her tightly. Becky ran her hands down his back and over his ass, holding the young checks tightly as she felt his cock throb against her thigh. She pressed her leg against him, her lips at the top of his head, kissing his hair.

She mewled as her son hugged her tightly about the waist. Her cunt was dripping wildly, soaking through the thin band of her panties. She had never felt so hot, so eager, so ready in her life. The only thing she thought of, the only thing she wanted, was to get his cock inside her cunt.