My name is Margaret, but everyone calls me Maggie. I’m a 36-year-old single mother with one son. My piece of shit ex-husband left us nine years ago. We got married just out of college and a year later at the age of 22, my son, Ethan, was born. Almost from the moment I got pregnant, my husband stopped almost all affection. Men don’t seem to understand that during pregnancy our hormones are swirling like crazy and we are hornier than ever. However, there are a lot of men who either just can’t stand the sight of a baby bump and any added baby weight, or they think their dick is so big that they’ll hurt the baby in the womb while fucking. I think my ex-husband was a little of both. And he didn’t get any better after I gave birth.
So, now it’s been nine years with just me and my son. He’s a really good kid and he’s growing like a weed. He’s already 5”8”, two inches taller than me, and I can’t keep him in shoes as he outgrows them in what seems likes weeks. I can’t help but wonder if it’s true what they say (whoever “they” is) about a man having big feet meaning they have a big member. I shouldn’t be thinking about those kinds of things with my son, but I’m a lonely woman.
When the piece of shit left, I had to struggle to make ends meet and take care of my son. There was no time for dating and I felt so frazzled all the time that I didn’t feel attractive anyway. I finally found a good job as a loan officer in a bank. The hours are perfect as I have time to get Ethan out the door to school before having to leave for work and there’s almost no overtime so I get home on time every night. It took several years, but I was finally able to buy a small home for the two of us. It’s not very big, but our needs aren’t that great.
Ethan has always been a great kid. He helps around the house without griping and he gets good grades in school. He hasn’t started dating yet so I haven’t had to deal with girl issues yet, thank heaven.
I guess I should give you a brief de***********ion of me. It took a couple of years after Ethan was born, but I finally lost the baby weight and I’m as slim and trim as I was in college. Other than during pregnancy and that time after, I don’t think I’ve ever weighed more than 120 pounds. I have nice C-cup breasts which have just a slight sag to them after having breast fed Ethan. I have shoulder length brown hair and green eyes. My eyes might be my best feature. Depending upon what I wear, sometimes they look like two emeralds. I try to exercise three times a week to keep my fairly flat stomach and firm legs toned up. I do have nice legs, if I do say so myself. I wear the shortest skirts they let me wear at work. I usually wear thigh-high stockings and my boss would shit if he knew I rarely wear panties to work. I like being comfortable. The same goes for wearing a bra. If I can get away with not wearing one, I’ll let my tits jiggle freely.
At home, I am always comfortable. That means I never wear a bra at home and the only time I wear panties is if that’s all I’m wearing under a long shirt. I was starting to think I might have to change my habits, though, because I’ve caught Ethan checking me out more than once. He’s at that age of perpetual horniness and eager to see any female body parts possible.
We’ve never been shy around each other, but we’ve never been inappropriate either. Ethan quite often walks around in the morning in just his boxers and he sometimes watches TV in the evening just wearing a pair of basketball shorts and maybe a tank top. It’s been really interesting watching him mature and grow. We hug each other at least once a day and as he has grown and put on some muscles, his hugs have gotten better and better.
Our relationship took an unexpected turn a few months ago. It was a Saturday morning and I was just lying in bed relaxing, too lazy to get up and get moving. I was snuggled under the covers and naked. I sleep in the nude because I get too hot otherwise.
As I was contemplating the things I needed to do that day, Ethan appeared at my doorway wearing just a pair of boxers. “Good morning, Mom,” Ethan said. “Hey, Sweetie,” I replied, “what’s up?” “Nothing much. I was just wondering if we could talk a bit.” “Of course,” I said. “You know you can always talk to me about anything. Come on in.”
Ethan got on the bed and then laid down next to me above the covers and turned onto his side to look at me. “Mom, it’s probably none of my business, but how come you never go out on dates? You seem lonely. You must need some companionship,” he said. “Oh, Ethan, I have you for companionship. You know you are my world. I’m fine. Really,”
I tried to sound convincing but Ethan is a smart kid. “Mom, you know what I mean. I bet you haven’t had sex in, like, forever. You’re still young and beautiful. You should be out having fun. I’m not a kid anymore so you don’t have to sit at home to babysit me. You can even bring guys home, if you want. I won’t get mad or anything. I might get jealous, but not mad.”
Jealous? “Ethan,” I asked, “what do you mean you’d be jealous? What would you be jealous of?” “I guess I shouldn’t have said that,” he replied. “I just mean I’m used to it being just you and me so I would need to get used to you spending time with someone else. Is it me, or is it cold in here,” he asked?
“I don’t know if it’s cold because I’m snuggled under the covers. But Ethan, you shouldn’t be worried about my sex life, or lack of it. I’m not sitting at home babysitting you. I really like being with you. I’m enjoying watching you grow up and becoming a young man.”
“Would it be okay if I got under the covers with you to warm up,” Ethan asked. I replied, “Well, that’s probably not a good idea. Ethan, I sleep in the nude. I’m naked under here and I wouldn’t want to embarrass you.” “Why would that embarrass me,” he asked? “I just want to warm up a little.”
“If you do that, Ethan, you have to promise me that you won’t ever tell anyone that you were in bed with your naked mother. That would be very bad for us because people would think naughty thoughts.” “No problem, Mom. It’ll be our secret. It’s no one else’s business what we do in our own home.”
With that, Ethan pulled back the covers and got in. As he did, it exposed part of my right breast. I grabbed the covers and pulled it back up. “Wow, Mom, you really are beautiful. It’s been a long time since dad left. You must want to be with someone by now. I can’t believe he left such a beautiful and sexy woman. What an ass.”
“Ethan, you shouldn’t talk about your father that way. Yeah, he wasn’t a very good husband and he hasn’t been a great dad, but some guys are just like that. He seemed to change once I got pregnant with you and he just never went back to the guy I fell in love with, It sucks, but that’s life.”
I suddenly realized that Ethan was a lot closer to me now than he was when he first climbed into my bed. And then I felt his hand on my breast. “Ethan, what are you doing? You shouldn’t be touching me there.” “I’m sorry, Mom,” Ethan said, “I can’t help it. I’m this close to your naked body and I just had to touch you. Please don’t make me stop.” “Oh, Ethan, you need to stop. You’re my son and you’re young. This is wrong. I’d be lying if I said I don’t yearn to be touched, but you shouldn’t be the one doing it.”
His fingers closed over my nipple and he flicked it back and forth and lightly pinched it. “Ethan, you need to stop. You shouldn’t be doing that.” “Mom,” he said, “I haven’t seen you move away or grab my hand to stop me. I think you like it. I love seeing your breasts move in your shirt when you walk around the house. I’m always hard when you are around. Did you breastfeed me, Mom?”
“Yes, I did. I loved our time together with your mouth on my breast and your loving eyes looking up at me as you drank my milk. Those were some of the best days of my life. If you would have kept at it and maybe if your dad would have helped out to keep my milk producing, I’d have continued forever.”
“So, if I had continued sucking your tits, I’d still be drinking your milk today, right?” “I guess so,” I replied. “Then how about if I start doing it again? Maybe your milk can come back. And even if it doesn’t, it’ll still feel good for you and I know I’d like it.”
“Oh, Ethan, we can’t. It sounds good but it’s just not right. Mothers and sons aren’t supposed to do things like that.” “Mom, remember I promised to never to tell anyone. No one will ever know except us what we do here.” Without another word, Ethan ducked his head under the covers and found my breast and starting licking and sucking it. Damn, but it felt good. He shouldn’t be doing it but it had been so long since anyone had sucked my tits or even played with them. I just melted.
Soon Ethan’s hand was massaging my other breast as he continued his oral assault on the right one. He had to move closer to me to reach his mouth over to my left breast and as he did, he pressed himself into the side of my body. I felt a hard lump at my hip. My son was rubbing himself up against me with a raging hardon while sucking my tit. I shouldn’t have been enjoying it, but I couldn’t help it. It had just been too long.
I reached down and ran my fingers through his hair as he tried to nurse on my breast. I think it finally got too hot for him under the covers and he popped up and took some of the covers with him to expose my breasts completely. My son was staring at my breasts with a look of utter lust on his face. I haven’t had a man look at me like that in years.
I grabbed at him and pulled him into a hug pressing my tits into his chest. And then, he kissed me. Not our usual peck on the lips kind of kiss. His lips were parted and his tongue was running across my lips. I closed my eyes and kissed him back. I don’t know where he even learned to kiss like that. He’d never had a girlfriend that I know of. Can you learn to do that from the internet?
Ethan kept kissing me while he climbed over fully on top of me. My son was laying on my naked body and I could feel his hard cock against my pussy separated only by his boxers. This was so wrong, but felt so good. Ethan started dry humping against me and my pussy immediately started to gush. It wasn’t a dry hump for very long.
Ethan started kissing my neck and then started kissing down my body. He got to my breasts again and gave them a good licking and sucking. My nipples were tingling. But then, oh my God, he started kissing down my stomach. Was he actually going to lick my pussy? Could I let him do it? I knew I shouldn’t. But did I have the will to stop him? No, I didn’t.
He got to the small patch of pubic hair I have at the top of my slit and he ran his face back and forth through the hair. I could feel his hot breath on my mound. He went lower and I felt him start kissing my labia. My legs parted all by themselves. I swear I didn’t do it. After what seemed a lifetime, Ethan’s face was between my legs and he was licking my labia and pushing in between them to find my vagina. His tongue was now inside the place he came out of so many years ago. It felt like he was trying to get back in. I wanted him back in. I realized I was holding onto the back of his head and pressing him into my pussy. I lifted his head a bit so his tongue could find my clit. He licked the hood back and forth, but didn’t really know what to do with it. For a kid with no sexual experience that I knew of, he was doing a great job and I felt an orgasm brewing like none I’d had in years.
He was still licking my clit when I felt a finger enter my vagina. My son was starting to finger fuck me. That was it. That did it. My orgasm took off like a rocket. I was convulsing so hard Ethan could not stay connected to my pussy. I didn’t care. I was rubbing his face all over my pussy and I twitched and convulsed in ecstasy. I finally couldn’t take it anymore and I pushed his face away. “Oh, Ethan, you shouldn’t have done that, but that was the best orgasm of my life. Thank you, baby.”
I was actually surprised to still feel his hard dick against my leg when I brought him up for a kiss. I would have thought he’d cum in his shorts while licking his first pussy. I couldn’t leave him like that, though. I rolled him onto his back and got up on my knees. Doing that tossed the covers clean off of me and for the first time, Ethan saw me completely naked. “Shit, you are so beautiful,” he said. “I’ve been trying to get a look at you naked for a long time. You’re perfect, Mom.”
“Thank you, Ethan. We shouldn’t have done this so you really, really need to keep this a secret. I think it’s your turn for some relief. Let me get these shorts off of you.” I grabbed the waistband of his boxers and pulled them down until his cock sprung up and slapped back against his stomach. For such a young boy, he had a really nice cock. I think he’s going to be a big boy. It was already a bit over 6” in length and thicker than I would have thought a young boy would have. I wanted to jump right on it, but that would have just been going too far. I pulled his boxers the rest of the way off over his feet so he was as naked as I was. I ran my hands up and down his whole body feeling every inch of my boy.
I got to his cock and I grabbed a hold of it and he let out a big groan. I could tell he wasn’t going to last long. It was a shame because I would have liked to spend a long time stoking, kissing and sucking that beautiful cock. That would have to wait for another time, if there was another time. I simply leaned over and took his cock into my mouth and started licking around the head and applying suction. “Oh, shit, Mom, that feels so good. It’s too good. I feel like I’m ready to cum already. Damn. I wanted to …” He didn’t finish the sentence because he was firing jet after jet of cum into my mouth. My son’s cum was delicious. I wanted more. I jacked and squeezed his cock as much as I could to coax out every drop I could get. I pulled his cock out of my mouth and swallowed what was left. Then I dropped down and started licking his balls and sucking first one and then the other one into my mouth. At the same time, I was rubbing his cock up and down to try to get him hard again. I just wasn’t sure where I would put it if it got hard again. I wanted it in my pussy, but knew that was going way over the line. Ah, who was I kidding. We’d crossed the line big time when his tongue hit my pussy.
Should I give myself totally to my son? Is it time he became the man of the house? These were the thoughts I was wrestling with while licking and sucking his balls and cock. I’m a bad mother.
Chapter 2
“Mom, you tasted so good. Did I do it right,” Ethan asked? “Yes, Sweetie, you did it very right but we really shouldn’t have done that.” “I know, Mom,” Ethan replied, “but I’ve been watching you walk around this house for so long half naked that I just couldn’t take it anymore. I’m sorry, but you’re just the hottest mother ever.” “Then I guess it’s my fault,” I replied. “I’m sorry that I’ve gotten you so worked up. I should have known better that a boy your age would have raging hormones and could take just so much teasing. Although, honest, Ethan, I wasn’t trying to tease you. I just like being comfortable.”
“That’s okay, Mom. Get as comfortable as you want. Believe me, I won’t mind if you walk around here naked.” I responded, “While that sounds like fun and would be comfortable, I’d just be teasing you more than I already have. I don’t think that’s a good idea. On the other hand, I’ve got to tell you that I wouldn’t mind you teasing me a bit by walking around here naked. You’re getting a really nice body on you and your cock is lovely. Oh, Ethan, what am I saying? This is not supposed to happen. If nothing else, it’s illegal. I would like nothing more than for you to be the man of the house and for me to be here for your pleasure. But, it’s just wrong. I don’t know what to do.”
“I don’t know, either, Mom. I just know I loved what we did and want to do it more. I’d be very happy if you teach me about sex. Show me how to really satisfy a girl, Mom.” “Oh, Ethan, it’s just wrong. You’re my son. You’re too young. It’s illegal. I love you, honey, but we shouldn’t have done that, even though both of us liked it.”
All that was coming out of my mouth while my hands were still fondling my son. He was already hard again in my hand. It was right there. What was I to do? I did the only thing a woman could do? I took his cock back into my mouth. This time, I took my time. I licked and sucked that beautiful cock. I licked and sucked each of his balls. I wanted his cock in my pussy so badly, but I just couldn’t do it. I didn’t know how long I’d be able to hold out. How could we put the genie back in the bottle now? He’d licked my pussy and I’ve sucked his dick. Is fucking really that much worse? It seemed like it, but I wanted him inside me so badly.
Ethan lasted pretty long that second time. He was making all these cute sounds I’d never heard from him. Finally, I felt his dick get harder and swelled a bit and I knew he was ready to cum. I thought about giving him a nasty thrill and taking it all on my face, but thought that’s probably not a view of his mother he should see. So, I greedily gulped down his delicious cum.
Ethan was about ready to fall asleep, but I didn’t want him sleeping. I wanted his tongue back on my pussy. I got on top of him and straddled his waist. With that view, he could see all of my naked body. He reached up immediately to fondle my tits. “Your tits are so perfect, Mom,” Ethan said. “You are so beautiful. I’ve wanted to see you naked for so long. You’re hotter than I even imagined. I can’t believe I’m holding your tits after you’ve just sucked my dick. Is this a dream?”
“No, Ethan,” I said, “it’s not a dream. I don’t know where we go from here though. We shouldn’t be doing this but I’ve missed having a man in my bed and you are growing into suck a handsome man. There’s nobody I love more in this world than you. We shouldn’t be doing this, but I haven’t felt this good and sexy in years. I just don’t know what to do. Let’s just enjoy each other for a while longer and we’ll figure this out later when we have time to reflect on what we’ve done. But for now, I need you. I want to feel your hands, lips and tongue all over my body. I need your tongue back on my pussy. Lick mommy’s pussy, Ethan. Please lick my pussy.”
I didn’t have to ask him twice. He did what was probably a wrestling move he learned in school and he had me flipped onto my back before I could blink. He got between my legs and I opened them as wide as I could. He put his hands under me and grabbed my ass cheeks in his hands and squeezed. Then he slid his hands down to my thighs and lifted my legs and placed them over his shoulders, leaned forward, and started licking my pussy. It was heavenly.
“Oh, yes, Ethan, lick mommy’s pussy. Suck on my clit, baby. I want to cum so bad. It feels so good. Don’t stop.” Then, I felt a finger at my vagina. He circled it around and around getting it wet with the juices that were flowing out of me. He plunged that finger into my pussy. The last time he did that, I came immediately, but this time I held back. I wanted more. “Put in another finger. I need more,” I pleaded with him. He pulled back on his hand and pushed two fingers into me. It was getting closer to the fullness of a real cock but still wasn’t enough. I pleaded for more and Ethan now had three fingers in me and was starting to pound my pussy with his hand while licking and sucking on my clit. I hadn’t felt anything that good in years. My trusty vibrator didn’t feel near as good as Ethan’s hand.
Each time he shoved his hand into my pussy, he scMolestationd past my g-spot. I didn’t take the time right then to explain that sensitive part of a pussy; that’s something for later. I still felt good and combined with his mouth on my clit, I started in on the best orgasm I’d had in years; may be ever. I grabbed Ethan’s head and pressed him hard against my clit to keep him there so he could ride the waves of my orgasm with me. When it was just too much, I pushed his head away and grabbed my own pussy and held on while I finished my orgasm. It seemed like it lasted for minutes.
Ethan climbed up and laid fully on top of me. His cock was starting to harden again and I could feel it pressed into my pubic bone. I wished I could put it in my pussy. Ethan brought his lips to mine to kiss me and, instead, I started licking my pussy juices off of his face. I love the taste of my pussy and I loved that I was licking it off of my son’s face. How wrong is that? And then our mouths were pressed together and our tongues were in each other’s mouth. This wasn’t a mother/son kiss. This was the kiss of lovers. Oh, what had I done? How could something so wrong, feel so right? It took every last piece of will I had left to not grab his cock and shove it into my pussy. I wanted him inside me so much at that moment, but I resisted. Barely.
Ethan eventually rolled off of me and his cock was hard as a rock again. But he closed his eyes and in no time, he was asleep. I closed my eyes as well and relived all that we’d done that morning. I fell asleep with a smile on my face.
Chapter 3
We woke up around lunch time. I could still taste Ethan’s cum in my mouth. I savored the taste. I watched Ethan stir and slowly wake up. “Hey,” I said. “Hey, Mom,” Ethan replied. “So, this wasn’t a dream,” he asked. “No, honey, it wasn’t a dream. I just hope it doesn’t turn into a nightmare. What we did was beautiful, but it was wrong. I don’t know where we go from here. It’s not something we can just ignore and pretend never happened.”
Ethan seemed to think about it and said, “Mom, this has been the best morning of my life. I don’t care if society thinks it’s wrong. I want you to feel the pleasure you’ve been missing for all these years and I love the feel of your naked body against me. It’s the best feeling ever. I don’t want to stop this, Mom. I want more. I want to make love to you. I want you to teach me to be a good lover. No one will ever know about us, I promise. We can’t stop this now that we just started. It was too good for it to end. Please, Mom.”
“Let me think about this, Ethan. I agree it was wonderful and I don’t regret what we’ve done. I’m just concerned about what would happen if we continue. The problem is that the more we do, the more we’ll want it to continue. But, at some point, it will have to end. You’ll fall in love with a girl you meet. Or maybe I’ll meet someone I fall in love with. Either way, it would have to end and one or both of us will be hurt. I can’t bear the thought of hurting you or losing you. This is something I need to think about and you should to. Don’t just think with that great cock of yours. Use the big head and give this serious thought about what it would mean in the future. For today, I’ll make a compromise. No more sex, but, if you want, I’ll stay naked for you all day so you can look at me all you want. I love the way you look at me so, I don’t mind. How’s that?”
“That’s a good start, Mom. How about you stay naked and you just let me feel, kiss or lick your perfect tits. I don’t think I could look at them all day without needing to touch them.” I knew he was right. I couldn’t tease him all day with my nudity and not expect he’d be ready to explode if he couldn’t at least touch me. “Okay, Ethan. That’s a deal, but my tits only. You can look at my pussy, if you want, but no touching.”
“Thanks, Mom. This is going to be a great day. Do you want me to stay naked so you can look at my dick?” “Oh, Ethan,” I said, “I love looking at your dick, but if I see it all day and see it getting hard when you play with my tits, I’m going to need to touch it or more. I don’t think it’s a good idea for you to be naked. Just wear a pair of boxers or something.” Ethan replied, “We can try that, but I’ll probably be hard most of the day and it will be uncomfortable in my shorts. I’ll need to at least take it out sometimes and rub it.” “Let’s just try, Ethan. I know this is a mistake buts let’s try to be good today.”
We got up and I went into the bathroom to brush my teeth and pee. I decided I needed a shower so I turned it on and got it warm. I stepped in, closed the door and tilted my head back and just let the water stream over my head. I’ve always felt that to be soothing. Suddenly, the shower door opened and Ethan stepped in. “Ethan, what are you doing? This isn’t part of our plan for the day.” “I know, Mom,” Ethan replied, “but I’ve always heard that it’s fun when two people shower together and I thought this might be my only shot at showering with you. Let me stay, Mom. Please?”
I just can’t seem to deny my son anything. I let him stay and we ended up soaping each other’s bodies and enjoying soapy hugs. We were also making out like teenagers. Well, I was acting like a teenager. Ethan was acting his age. I hadn’t felt love like this in so long, I just didn’t know how to stop it and, truthfully, I didn’t want to. I ended up giving Ethan a soapy hand job and letting him cum all over my tits. I had that urge again to let him cum on my face, but it still seemed so wrong for my son to do that. I don’t know why I had such an urge for him to do it, though.
We finally got out of the bathroom and I went down to the kitchen nude to make us some lunch. I loved being naked and walking around the house. I’d always wanted to but didn’t because of Ethan. But I’d always worn as little as possible around the house. I asked Ethan what he wanted to do after lunch and he said what he really wanted to do was to make love to me. I wished I could have done that, but, instead, we settled for my trying to explain some things about having sex so that he’ll be better prepared when the time comes.
I explained to him about the g-spot and how he’d touched it earlier but how to really stimulate the spot during oral sex to make a woman go wild. I spread my legs and pulled back my clit hood and showed him my clit which he had licked and sucked, but not really looked at. I explained about how sensitive it gets during orgasm such that he either needed to release it entirely or press his tongue firmly against it without moving it around while the girl orgasms.
I should have known better than to give him all this instruction and visuals. As I should have expected, he was hard as a rock and his cock was trying desperately to be released from his shorts. He finally couldn’t take it any longer and pulled down his shorts and started jacking off right in front of me. God, I wanted that cock inside me so badly. I knew he needed to cum so the question was where to put it. I had said we wouldn’t have any more sex today so I couldn’t put it in my mouth or my pussy where it belonged. I came up with an alternative.
“Ethan, straddle my body and when you’re ready, cum all over my tits.” “Really, Mom,” he exclaimed! “Yes, Ethan, cum for mama. Cover my tits in your cum.” In a flash, Ethan was straddling my body and looking down at my tits while jacking off that hard cock. He reached out with his other hand and grabbed a nipple and started pulling on it and pinching it. “Oh, Mom, I love your tits. I’ve wanted to cum on them for so long. I’m going to cover them in cum. Oh, here it cums. Oh, oh, ahh.” And cum he did. He must have fired at least seven times. The first shot hit my neck and up to my chin and then the rest he aimed better at my tits. I was streaked in his heavenly cum.
Ethan was still straddling me trying to catch his breath when I started scooping up his cum in my fingers and licking it off. I love his cum and didn’t want to waste it. I kept scooping it up and licking my fingers while Ethan watched. My son was watching me feverishly licking up his cum. I wasn’t doing a very good job of curbing our sexual activities, but I couldn’t help myself.
When there wasn’t enough to scoop up any more, I started to rub the rest into my tits. Ethan liked watching me rub my tits, but he soon took over and didn’t’ seem to mind that he was rubbing his own cum into my skin. He finally got off of me and just slumped onto the couch next to me. We just sat there for quite a while without talking. Ethan finally broke the silence.
“Mom, I know you think what we’ve been doing is wrong, but I see that you enjoy it as much as me. Why should we care what outside people would think when they’ll never know about us? I don’t think either one of us could stop at this point and I don’t think either one of us wants to stop. I know I sure don’t. I want more. Mom, I want to make love with you. I want to sleep in your bed at night so we can make love whenever we want. Let’s not worry about what may or may not happen years from now. We both want and need each other. I know you need this. You have a choice. Either start dating and enjoying life and sex again, or enjoy life and sex with me. If you’d rather be with someone other than me then do it, but I can’t take watching such a beautiful woman starving for affection when I’m right here and willing to take care of it. You need to make your decision, because I already have.”
“You’re wiser than your years, Grasshopper,” I said. I think that line went over his head but oh well. “Just give me some time, Ethan. You’re right that I’m starving for affection and you’re right that I don’t want us to stop. I love you. I can’t just think about myself and my needs. I’m your mother and have to think about your needs and your future. If it were just about my needs, I’d take you up to my bedroom right now and make love with you all night. There’s really nothing I’d love to do more than that. But it’s just not that simple. I wish it was, but it just isn’t.”
I got up and went to my room and laid down on my bed. I needed to think. However, while thinking about Ethan and what we were doing, my fingers automatically found my clit and started rubbing. I thought I was being quiet, but apparently, I wasn’t as quiet as I thought. After coming down from my orgasm, I glanced at the doorway to see Ethan standing there watching me. “I could have helped with that,” he said. Then he turned and left.
I never got up the rest of the night. I hoped that Ethan made himself some dinner and wasn’t waiting for me to do it. I was afraid to even face him. How could I without wanting to jump his bones? How could we ever go back to the relationship we had before now that we’d been intimate? He’s right, of course, that it doesn’t make sense to worry about what others would think when they’d never know about it to even think about it. That’s a waste of worrying. The real worry is could we really make sure no one ever knew about it? Would Ethan accidentally say something that would make someone at least suspect we were being intimate? Would people see that we look at each other differently or act more like lovers than mother/son in public. Would it really be possible to keep this a secret?
That’s what it all came down to for me. Not whether it was right or wrong. There was no question that I’d love to feel my son’s hard cock in my pussy or in my ass for that matter. There’s no one in this world I love more than him. Why not express that love physically. It all came down to the secrecy. Secrets always come out eventually. And this would be a big secret. It’s not only illegal because it’s incest; it’s illegal because he’s a teenager and I’m more than ten years older than him. I could end up in prison for a long time for the crime of loving my son. It would be bad for me; I can’t imagine how bad it would be for him. This is no small decision.
I got up the next morning, did my bathroom duties, and then went down to the kitchen to make some breakfast and some coffee. I was still naked. As I was cooking breakfast, Ethan came down wearing some basketball shorts. By the looks of the chubby in his shorts, I was sure he wasn’t wearing underwear. He came up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist. They didn’t stay there long and he raised them up to cup my tits. He squeezed and played with them and then flicked and pinched my nipples. I felt myself already start to get wet. I asked him to stop while I cooked so that I didn’t burn one of us. I put breakfast down on the table and we started eating.
“Ethan,” I said, “I’ve been thinking all night and I still don’t really have an answer. What I’m down to is just our ability to keep this a secret. I want nothing more than for us to be able to show our love for each other openly. To be blunt, I want nothing more than to feel your beautiful hard cock in my pussy. I want you so bad it hurts. I shouldn’t, but I do. I can’t deny it. So, I don’t care that it’s incest. I don’t care you’re underage. We have each other and we want each other. I can’t deny that. I’m just concerned that secrets never stay a secret. I know you wouldn’t intentionally tell someone, but could we really always act as a regular mother and son in public when we act as lovers in our home? Would someone see how we look at each other and not be suspicious. Could you always resist touching me when we are in public? Lovers can’t seem to be able to do that. And make no mistake. If we continue with this, that’s exactly what we’ll be. We’ll be lovers. If we do this, I will give myself to you totally. I don’t love half way. I don’t have confidence that we can keep this secret. If it got out, I could end up in prison. Could you stand seeing me in prison because we wanted to have sex?”
“Oh, Mom, that wouldn’t happen. I wouldn’t let it. I can keep it a secret and we can act as a mother and son in public. No one will know.” “Ethan,” I said, “that’s easy to say, but like I said, all it takes are certain looks or acts of familiarity not common for a parent and child to raise suspicion. I don’t know that I could still look at you as just my son rather than my lover. It could well be me that tips someone off. I just don’t know how we’ll prevent it. Hell, I’m not too sure that we aren’t already past the point of no return. You’ve licked my pussy, you’ve cum on my tits, I’ve sucked your cock. We’re not just a mother and son any more. How are we not going to look at each other with desire and have someone notice? I don’t know what to do.”
“I’ve only come up with one solution, but it is radical and would most certainly be a big hardship for us. That would be for me to go back to my maiden name so that our last names were different and then we move somewhere where no one knows us and we start a new life together. But I’d need to find another job and we’d have to find a place to live. We probably wouldn’t be able to buy a house so we’d be in an apartment. We’d still have the issue of your age but it would solve the incest issue which freaks a lot of people out. I don’t know if that’s a viable solution or not. It’s just the only thing I’ve come up with so far. No matter what, I just want you to know that I’m not putting the brakes on this because I don’t want to be with you completely, because I really do. We just need to be really careful and protect ourselves or else we just have to love each other as a regular mother and son and be okay with that.”
“Wow,” Ethan said, “that does sound pretty radical. We’d have to uproot our whole lives. And I know how much you like your job and how long and hard you worked to be able to buy this house for us. I’d hate to have you throw that all away. I’d feel like I was being really selfish for you to make that kind of a sacrifice because I’m horny for you. You’ve already sacrificed so much for me over the years. I want your life to be better, not get worse again. Maybe you’re right that we just can’t do this. That really sucks, though, because seeing you naked and being able to touch you has been so awesome, I would hate to have to give that up.”
“Let’s continue to think about it, Ethan. You’re my everything so I’d do anything for you; even uproot everything and start over. Until we figure it out, I’d say at least we can continue to be comfortable at home and wear as little or as much as we want when we’re home alone. I enjoy being naked and I certainly don’t mind you seeing me. And if you want to be naked, I’ll enjoy seeing that nice cock of yours. The difficulty will be seeing each other’s bodies while suppressing our desire to press them together. I think all we can do is try different things to see what works and what doesn’t. I’m really not sure how long I can keep seeing your hard cock without begging you to put it inside me. It’s like I want you but know I can’t have you. I wish we could just do it once so we can enjoy each other, but there’s no way it would only be once. It’s either whenever we want or never. What a horrible choice to have to make.”
We finished eating, cleaned up the kitchen and then went in the living room and turned on the TV. We sat next to each other on the couch and Ethan immediately started massaging my breasts. It felt so good I just leaned back and let him enjoy himself. Ethan leaned over and took one of my nipples in his mouth while he continued to play with the other one. I reached down with one hand and started rubbing my pussy. I spread my legs and started working on my clit while Ethan continued to work on my tits. Pretty soon, I felt his finger along side mine on my clit. He stroked down my labia and found my vagina. He circled it a couple of times and then put his finger in me. I could tell he was trying to use what I’d told him and he was searching for my g-spot. He’s a quick learner and found it pretty quickly and then started rubbing it. He was sucking my breast and rubbing my g-spot while I rubbed my clit. It was all too much and I could feel my orgasm rising. I erupted in the biggest orgasm ever and, for the first time ever that I know of, I squirted. At least three big squirts of liquid came shooting out of my pussy onto the carpet and the coffee table. Ethan kept right on working my g-spot while I pressed hard on my clit and convulsed in orgasm.
Ethan finally let up and I started to come back to reality. He had already given me so much pleasure in less than 24 hours. Oh, how I wished we could make love. I’d love to feel his hard cock inside me. He was so much more to me than just my son now. I was to the point of thinking the risk was worth the reward. Could we risk it? Could we be good around each other in public so as to not arouse suspicion?
Chapter 5
We stayed naked together all day. When it came to bedtime, I invited Ethan to sleep with me. He, obviously, accepted the invitation. I got into bed naked while Ethan had a pair of boxers on. I told him to go ahead a lose the boxers. I wanted us to feel each other’s naked bodies against each other. We were lying next to each other and I leaned towards him and started kissing him. In short order we were making out and running our hands over each other’s body. I reached down and grabbed a hold of his hard cock. It seems like it is perpetually hard. I rubbed his cock and massaged his balls while Ethan was taking care of my tits.
I couldn’t stand it any longer. I rolled Ethan onto his back and climbed onto him and straddled him. I lifted up, grabbed his cock, aimed it at my vagina and sat down on it. I hadn’t had a cock inside my pussy in years. I needed it. I needed Ethan’s cock. I rose up and then settled back down. It took about three strokes to get him lubed up enough with my juices to slide smoothly in and out. Ethan had a look of amazement on his face. He wasn’t expecting me take his cock inside me. He wanted to make love and now we were. I sat on him just enjoying the feel of his hard cock filling my pussy. It felt like it belonged there. I leaned down and started kissing him again while not moving on his cock. I didn’t need him to fuck me. I just needed him inside me again. This time from the outside. But Ethan had never had his cock in a pussy before and he couldn’t stop from wanting to stroke it in and out so he started pushing up into me trying to get some friction on his cock.
I sat back up and started rising and falling on his cock but I needed him on top of me. I wanted to feel his weight on me. I wanted him to make love to me. I grabbed onto him and flipped us over without losing his cock out of my pussy. Now Ethan was on top. “Ethan, make love to me. Make love to your mother. Fill mommy with your cum.” He started pumping going too fast. I urged him to slow down. There was no hurry. You make love slowly; you fuck fast. I wanted him to make love to me. It’s a good thing I’d taken a couple of loads of his cum earlier in the day or he probably wouldn’t have lasted two minutes. I can’t begin to tell you or be able to describe the feelings of having your son make love to you. The person I love most in the whole world was not only giving me such unbelievable pleasure but being able to see the love and pleasure on his face while making love was something I’ll never forget. I wrapped my legs around him and used them to pull him into me harder on each stroke.
Ethan wasn’t going to last long enough for me to orgasm, but that was just fine with me. I’d had two great orgasms earlier in the day. This was about Ethan. His first time making love with a woman was with his own mother. I wanted it to be the best orgasm of his life. When I sensed he was getting close, I started urging him on. “So good, Ethan. I love the feel of your cock in me. I love you, Ethan. Cum in me. Please fill my pussy with your cum. Breed me, Ethan.”
“Oh, Mom. I never knew it would feel this good. It feels so good to be inside you. I’m going to cum, Mom. I’m going to fill you with my seed. You’re mine, Mom. You’re mine once I cum in you and it’s coming. Uh, uh. Mommmmmmm.” Ethan was pumping me full of cum. I could feel the warmth of his cum spreading inside me. He was jerking on top of me with each squirt. I was filled with his cum. He might have actually bred me. I haven’t been on the pill in years. Why would I? I hadn’t been with a man in years, so I didn’t need birth control. I think this was a relatively safe time of the month, but I wasn’t sure.
Ethan collapsed on me after filling me with cum. I held onto him because I wanted him on top of me as long as possible. Even after his cock slipped out of me, I held on never wanting to let him go. This was what I’d feared. Once I made love with him, it couldn’t be the last. I wanted him to spend his life with me; loving me. But that’s not fair to him. He deserves to have his own life. He’ll find a girl and fall in love and I’ll have to give him up. But, until then, I’m going to hold onto him for as long as possible.
I was a lonely woman, but no longer. As long as Ethan is with me, I won’t be lonely and I will be sexually fulfilled. He can have me whenever he wants and I hope he’ll want me a lot. He’s going to be sleeping in my bed from now on and we’ll always be naked at home. His cock was made for my pussy and I intend to have it in there as much as possible. I may be a bad mom, but I’m a great lover. I am my son’s lover.
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