I guess the best way to begin this story is to tell you about myself. I
am 40 years old (absolutely true) and a widow with a nineteen year old son.
I started exercising about ten years ago and have been able to maintain
my figure. I'm 5' 7" and 135 pounds (well, 140) and have put on a little
weight in the last couple of years, which is not all bad as it is distributed
well and does include an increase in cup size (B to C). As my breasts were
never that big to begin with, I don't have the kind of sag one should expect
at 40. I can actually get by without a bra.
My son, Jon,
had just turned 19 and was a freshman in the local community college.
He is 6'3" inches about 210 pounds and extremely good looking. Well,
I think so anyway. We were always close but have gotten a lot closer since
his father committed suicide three years ago.
I have dated
a few times in the last couple of years but never got even close to any
of the men I went out with. As a result I hadn't had any sex for quite
awhile. I did get up enough courage to order a dildo from a mail order
place that shipped it in plain brown wrapping paper. I had gotten tired
of masturbating with my fingers and that dildo became my secret lover.
As Jon and
I had been living by ourselves the last three years we had became very
relaxed with each other, so much so that neither one of us were very modest
around the house. We didn't cavort in the nude but did see one another
less than fully clothed a lot.
We did hug
and kiss a lot, probably more than most but it was still a mother/son
relationship. I had noticed lately that he would get a hard on when I
would be affectionate with him, and to tell the truth I would get a warm
feeling myself. Sometimes I would fantasize about him when I made love
with my secret lover and would feel guilty about it later.
One night
he had escorted his girlfriend to her high school prom so I was home alone
most of the evening. After I had completed my household chores, I took
a bubble bath, put on my favorite black negligee and settled on the couch
in the den to watch a little TV. I had thought about a rendezvous later
with my secret lover and wanted to dress for the occasion. But I got engrossed
in a movie and was still up when Jon came in. He came in the den, gave
me a peck on the lips and went to his room to get out of the tuxedo. I
ask him to get me a glass of wine on his way back. He had gotten close
enough to me that I could tell that he had been drinking and also making
out with his girl friend and still had a hard-on. I got a little excited
and a little jealous just thinking about it.
He came back
dressed in a short terrycloth robe carrying two glasses of wine and sat
next to me on the couch. I gave no thought to how I was dressed as he
had seen me plenty of times in a nightgown and, after all, the only light
in the room was from the TV.
We sipped
wine and watched the movie without saying much. At one point I glanced
at Jon and caught him staring at my tits. The top of my gown was loose
and he could probably see to just above my nipples. I turned away real
quick and felt a little warmth going through my body. He had his arm on
the back of the couch and pretty soon I could feel his hand barely touching
my hair. I should have left then but was secretly enjoying his touch.
After a few minutes I could feel his right hand lightly caressing my right
shoulder. I turned to say something but he leaned over and started to
kiss me. It started as our normal kisses do but immediately turned into
a long passionate kiss. I pushed him back and started to get up but he
put his other hand around my waist, pulled me to his chest and kissed
me again. This time he was running his tongue between my lips trying to
enter my mouth. I tried to keep my lips tight but couldn't. I parted my
lips and virtually sucked his hot tongue into my mouth. I wanted to break
it off but I really loved it. My nipples started swelling and I could
feel a growing warmth between my legs. It had just been too long since
I had been kissed like this.
Next I could
feel his hand pushing the strap aside and grabbing my right breast. When
he started playing with the nipple I nearly had an orgasm. Up to now I
had my hands on his shoulders vainly trying to push him away but againest
my will (and better judgement) my arms went around his neck and I pulled
him as close to me as I could, pushing my tits into his chest and pushing
my tongue againest his until it was deep in his mouth.
He did finally
give me a chance to say something and I asked him if he knew what he was
doing. He replied: "Yes, mom, I'm going to fuck you."
I said: "This
is not right you know" Trying desperately to convince myself as well
as Jon.
"I don't
care" he said: "I've been wanting to do this for a long time
and can't hold back any longer. I love you and want to make love to you."
He then pulled
me up and lead me to my bedroom. He stopped by the bed and pulled off
my negligee and stood back to look at me.
"My
God, you are beautiful. I've spied on you in the shower before but this
is even better"
He pulled
me to him again and kissed me while I ran my hand down to his crotch.
It was enormous, throbbing and very hot. I was past the point of no return
now.
I pushed
him away. "You've seen me, now I want to see you. Get undressed"
"You
undress me"
I reached
for the belt on his robe and was so nervous and excited that I thought
I was going to have to tear it off. There was my son in only the briefest
of briefs with the head of his penis peaking out the top.
"Take
them off , Jon"
"No,
You take them off"
I got to
my knees and grabbed the elastic band but before I started pulling them
down I couldn't resist the sight of that dick looking at me over the top.
I first put my tongue on it to lick off the moisture that was there before
planting a big juicy kiss right on the head. As I slowly pulled his briefs
down I took more of it my mouth. God, it tasted so good. It had been a
long time since I had tasted anything so sweet.
"Suck
it, you bitch, suck it"
I was shocked
that my own son was talking dirty to me, but since I had my mouth full
I couldn't say anything and I really enjoyed it. My secret lover was nice
and big but silent.
I took the
whole thing until I could feel it in my throat and noticed there was still
more of it. This is great, I thought, I can't wait to get it in my pussy.
I sucked until I could feel that he was about to ejaculate then backed
off.
I looked
up at Jon and asked: "Is your Mommy a good cocksucker"
"Yes,
but I want you to complete the job and swallow every ounce of my cum."
I just love
a take charge type of man.
Before I
went back to work on it, I leaned back to take a good look. It was at
least 8" and absolutely beautiful. It didn't take long before my
sweet son was filling his mother's mouth full of hot, creamy cum.
When I was
finished, Jon pulled my up gently by my hair and pushed me back on the
bed. He got on top of me and we started kissing while he played with my
nipples. I'm sure he could taste his on fluids on my lips. Just the thought
of it made me convulse a little.
He then moved
down to my tits and started sucking on them. It was wonderful. He would
nibble each one in turn using his teeth so there was just a little pleasurable
pain. He had positioned one of his legs against my pussy and I was humping
it as fast as I could until I had this raging orgasm. The best I had ever
had. I nearly collapsed and wanted to rest a little but Jon was still
sucking on my tits and soon I was hot again. I just couldn't get enough.
"What
do you want me to do to you next mom"?
"I want
you to kiss me between my legs,"
"How
bad do you want it?" asked Jon.
"Real
bad"
"Bad
enough to beg for it?"
"Yes,
I'm begging you"
"That's
not begging you bitch. You have to tell me more. What do you want me to
kiss?"
"Please
son, please kiss my pussy"
"Just
kiss it?"
"No,
I want you to eat me. I want you to suck on my clit. I want to feel your
tongue in my vagina. Please, do it for your mother".
I guess I
begged enough or he just couldn't wait any longer for he was immediately
planting his sweet, sweet hot lips on my cunt. It felt so good. I grabbed
his hair, dug my heels into the bed, raised my ass off the bed and started
humping Jon's face. I wanted his whole head in me. When I started cumming
it felt like a flood. It seemed like I convulsed for 10 minutes. I didn't
think I could go any longer.
I released
Jon's hair and gently pulled him up beside me. He wrapped his arms around
me and I slowly licked my sweet juices off his face. I never knew I had
that much in me.
We continued
into the next morning until we were exhausted. In fact we have been lovers
for the last two years until Jon recently got married. I know it's wrong
to do what we have been doing but I just can't help it. Maybe we can still
get together occasionally even though he is married. In fact the thought
of a threesome kind of gets my juices flowing.
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