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Just Sex with My Son Turned Into Love Making
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One night my husband and I came home to find our son fucking his girlfriend on the couch in the living room. My husband and I went out for dinner, just the two of us, and we stupidly trusted and thought that our son would just innocently watch a movie with his girlfriend and then take her back home. We should have known better than to leave a 16 year old boy with his girlfriend alone. That was how I got pregnant by my husband, who was just my high school boyfriend then when we were both 15 years old.
We made the mistake when we were young, and now my son is committing the same mistake. Not that we only caught our son having sex with his girlfriend, but also they didn’t use a condom. I really didn’t want my son to go through all the troubles and regrets that my husband and I went through, although we did eventually pulled through, but it was a long and painful process.
During that night, I had a long talk with my husband about our son. My husband was very understanding of our son’s sexual frustration at his age and that he should have his sexual tension relieved, although he agrees with me that our son shouldn’t be having sex with his girlfriend from what our own experience in the past taught us.
I was very concern about my son and his girlfriend, because I really don’t want to see what happened to me happened to them. But my husband was right about a boy having needs to satisfy his sexual urges. And what was a mother supposed to do?
I was trying to have another baby with my husband when our son was still in middle school, but after a year of our natural attempts in bed and 3 times failure of artificial insemination my husband gave up on the idea and he rarely had sex with me afterward. I too was sexually frustrated for some time and now with my son’s sexual frustration added to my mind, and so I let my immoral side of me took over. I couldn’t believe I would submit myself into the idea but I actually proposed to my husband that I offer myself to our son for sexual relief.
My husband had the crazy idea of hiring a hooker for our son from time to time, but my i****tuous idea devastated him more. I was really thinking for both my son and me. He is a young man who needs a lot of sex and I am a mature woman who is starting to need a lot of sex. If I let my son use me for sex, I can in turn get my sexual needs relieved as well. I don’t know when the idea of fucking my own son came into my mind, but I just couldn’t get the image of my son fucking his girlfriend out of my head. To be honest, my pussy was soaking out love juice at the sight of my son and his girlfriend on the couch doing the deed.
My husband hated the idea, but I put out the best effort to convince him to agree with me. And I reassured him that the sex with our son will always have protection and that I will not get pregnant from my son. My husband still has a hard time to process on my idea, but then finally he reluctantly agreed.
I knew I am being such a shameful mother for having such immoral idea, but at the beginning I was really hoping to prevent my son from victimizing any young girls and at the same time help him relieve his sexual tension. But of course I secretly wanted my own sexual urges to be relieved as well.
When the time we told our son about letting him to fuck me twice a week to help him with his sexual stress, he was shocked at the idea. My husband and I came up with some ground rules for our son.
01) We would set the day of the week that it would happen.
02) You cannot tell anybody about having a sexual relationship with his mother.
03) You cannot touch, kiss, suck, or lick any part of my body.
04) No sexual kissing during and after the course of sex.
05) No blowjob or handjob will be given.
06) You cannot remove any of my clothes.
07) Dad has to be in the house and aware when we have sex.
08) It is strictly sex and you must stop when I ask him to stop.
09) I will not sl**p over night in his bed with him after sex.
10) After you ejaculated you cannot have sex with me the second time in the same night and I will go back to my room with dad.
11) A condom must be use at all time during the course of sex.
12) Number of night for sex will not exceed 2 times a week.
13) You must not have sex with any girls in school until you graduate high school.
14) If your grades fall to a C average, you will be grounded and there will be no sex during the time of punishment until after your grades improved.
I have had sex with my son twice already since after that night. Although his young dick made me feel like a woman again, but I am still his birth mother and I wasn’t ready to be completely naked in front of him. Those 2 nights that we fucked I had my blouse and bra on to cover the top part of my body.
I was so nervous on the first night that my son and I fucked. My body was shivering when he was climbing on top of me. Although he wasn’t too experienced but he did know what he was doing, but I didn’t reach orgasm during those 2 nights nor was it my intention at first.
I guess my husband did get a little jealous about me fucking another guy, even though the guy was his son, so he took initiative to make love to me on those 2 nights when I came back to him after I fucked my son, and he put hard effort into fucking me to orgasm which I enjoyed very much, since my pussy was already wet from my son. Fucking my son seems to have built a bridge between me and my husband, and it brought us to start to making love to each other again, since the last time we fucked that I could remember which had been so long.
It was finally a new week and tonight was the night that my son and I would fuck again. I didn’t know what gotten into me but I was actually picking out what to wear to arouse my son, not that my son needed any arousing. I have caught him masturbating a few times in the bathroom with my panties after those 2 sex nights passed. My son was really horny for me.
My husband was jealous that I wasn’t picking out what to wear for him. He suggested that I just fuck him hard, and then make him cum fast and leave his room to come back. His jealous face was so cute. I guess we have been married for so long that this was the first time that I fuck someone different other than him.
I did tell him for the past years about my sexual urges and appetite growing, and wanting to have sex with him more, but he ignored my needs and now he is jealous that our son is satisfying my sexual needs. It could be the whole male ego thing. A boy will not want to play with a toy until someone else is playing with it. He was tired of fucking me before, until our son is fucking me, and now he wanted to fuck me again. However, his jealousy turns me on.
I ended up didn’t pick anything special just to satisfy my husband’s ego. I went with my regular blouse and bra underneath. But I walked to my son’s room bare bottom because I thought I was going to take it off in his room anyways.
My son was excited to see me when I walked into his room, especially when he saw me with my bare bottom, with long legs and my naked hairy pussy staring right at him. He was already in his boxers and I could see that an area of his boxers were pointing up, I knew his dick was hard and ready for me.
He took off his boxers, and then I slowly rolled down a condom on his dick. I didn’t say anything but just climbed into his bed and lay there on my back, spreading my legs apart for him to fuck me. I was really horny and couldn’t wait for his hard dick to get inside me. And I was looking forward to my husband making love to me after I’m finished with my son. But then I noticed my son didn’t just climb on top of me and fuck me right away like those 2 nights. I caught him just staring at my hairy pussy.
“I watch a few porn movies and I thought I ask you if I could try something new with you, mom.” He said wittily.
“You want to have sex in a different position? You don’t want to be on top?” I replied with questions.
“Yes, I wanted to try new positions, but I was thinking if I could taste your pussy. My girlfriend never did let me eat her pussy and I just wanted to try it with you, mom.” He replied.
His dad doesn’t even like to eat my pussy and he had only done it for me a few times, but my son was actually asking me to eat my pussy. My mouth and pussy were watering for my son’s warm lips on my hairy pussy, but I knew I can’t, because that would be out of line.
“You agreed with the rules before we started this. You know I can’t let you do that. I’m still your mother. There are still things that I know cannot do with you. I am already out of my mind for letting you use me for sex. Now just get on top of me and fuck me. Your dad is waiting for me to go back.” I said firmly.
His face showed disappointment. He slowly climbed on top of me and pushed his dick in my pussy. But I felt his dick wasn’t as hard as the last time we fucked.
“Are you OK son? Your dick seems a little soft.” I asked.
He didn’t answer me. But after a few pumps on my pussy I felt his dick getting firmer as it slid in and out of me. I didn’t notice it before but my son’s eyes never move away from my face while he fucked me, and my eyes return a stare.
“You’re really beautiful mom.” He said, starting to breathe a little heavier.
“Thank you, son, I guess that’s why your dad married me.” I answered between my moans. I was thinking to myself, “your dad married me before I was pregnant with you, son”.
He tried to unbutton my blouse but I stop him and moved his hands away from my chest.
He stopped moving his hips and said, “I just thought you might get a little hot with your blouse on. Can I take it off for you? When I fuck my girlfriend, she was naked with me. I thought we could do the same.”
“I’m not your girlfriend. I’m your mother. And you know the rules. Let’s keep it strictly just sex. I don’t want you to get any dirty thoughts about your mother, you hear. Now, keep fucking me so you can finish it up.” I said firmly.
He seemed very upset and pulled out of me. He sat up on the side of his bed and looking very unhappy. He was like a sad puppy begging for attention. I sat up on the bed and putted my hand on his shoulder to see if I could comfort him. I knew what he was trying to do, but I can’t bear seeing my son like that. I thought, since I’m fucking my own son already, how it would hurt to just show him my naked body, we are already having sex together.
I slowly unbutton my blouse and said softly, “Don’t let your dad know that I am doing this for you or he will get upset.” He turned around to watch me unbutton my blouse. I took off my blouse and tossed aside his bed.
“Now can we go back to finishing our business? Your dad might wonder why I’m taking so long with you.” I said.
“Are you going to take off your bra too?” He said cleverly.
I giggled and said while smiling, “Aren’t you a greedy young man?” I started undoing my bra in front of him, and then I tossed my bra on top of my blouse.
“Are you satisfied now? You got your mother naked in front of you.” I said with a smile.
“Wow, your body is amazing, mom.” He said.
“Thank you, son, but it is for your eyes only. Now can we get back to work, my pussy is getting cold.” I said.
He leaned forward and tried to kiss me, but I pulled away and our lips missed. I then lay back on the bed with my legs spread waiting for him. He should have gotten the idea that I didn’t want to get intimate with my own son. He got back on top of me and entered my pussy. This time his dick was really hard. He rested his hands above my shoulders for support as he moved his hard dick in and out of me with his well muscled hips.
With a couple of hard thrusts he finally cum, although his dick really improved, but I didn’t cum for him, I was looking forward to my husband’s dick. But my son did get my pussy nice and wet for my husband. My son collapsed on top of me after he cum.
“Get off of me now, I have to go back now. Your dad is waiting for me.” I said.
He pulled out of me and got off the bed. I grabbed my bra and blouse and putted them back on before I left his room to go back to my husband. My husband wasn’t happy that I stay longer than expected in my son’s room, but I took the initiative to jump his bones and we fucked hard and long, I cum hard. After we made love, while we were lying on our bed, I kept thinking about my son’s request to eat my pussy. I can’t stop imagining my son having his hot lips on my hairy pussy that I started to rub on my wet pussy lips. My husband was already asl**p and wouldn’t know that I was playing with myself and getting horny again.
Last week I waited like two days after the first sex night of the week to fuck my son again, but there was an aching urge on my pussy to be with my son again, and so I decided to fuck my son again the next night.
On the next night, I told my husband that I was going to have sex with our son again because I wanted to get this week over with, with my son. He had this objecting look on his face, but he didn’t say anything. I bared my bottom liked last night with my blouse and bra on, but this time I putted on my night robe. As I left the room, my husband asked me to just make my son cum and come back to him. His face was so cute, helplessly watching his wife going away to serve another man.
As I walked pass the bathroom before reaching my son’s room, I went inside the bathroom to take off my blouse and bra, and set them down on the countertop then put my night robe back on and tighten it to cover my naked body. I was now completely naked under my robe.
I quickly walked out of the bathroom and went to my son’s room. As I entered his room he was sitting on the side of his bed naked with his hand jerking up and down his hard dick. I took out the condom that I had in the pocket of my night robe and ripped it out from the packaging. I walked up in front of him and kneeled down to stand on my knees to the point where my face was looking right at his pointy dick. I gently grabbed on his dick and slowly rolled the condom down on him.
“Why are you all covered up with your robe?” He asked in disappointment.
And without answering his question, I got up from the floor and took a few steps backward from him. I started loosening the tie on my robe. I quickly opened up my robe and then slowly let it fall to the floor. I was now standing in front of my son completely naked. His shocking expression on his face was exactly how I pictured in my head when I was in the bathroom taking off my blouse and bra. His dick was rock hard and pointed right at me.
“How does your old mommy look?” I asked wittily.
“Oh my god, mom, I mean I saw you naked last night, but I have never seen you naked this way before. You are absolutely a true goddess, mom.” He said.
I can tell that his mouth was already drooling for me.
“I bet you say that to all those high school girls just so you can get them in bed with you.” I said cleverly.
Damn, I thought, I was flirting with my own son. It really turned me on seeing my son’s reaction knowing that he desired my body. My husband had seen my naked body for so many years he lost his excitement already. But my son really enjoyed and appreciated my naked body, and it just made me feel so alive. However, it was so wrong to do that striptease on my son. So I thought I get it over with and just fuck him. I walked toward his bed and slowly climbed on while my son kept his eyes close to my naked body as I was climbing on his bed next to him sitting on the side.
“Are you just going to stare at my ass all night, or do you want to have sex?” I asked.
He finally got out of his staring and moved up over my body.
“Mom, I know I asked you last night and you said no, but I wanted to ask you again, hoping you’ll let me. Can I taste your pussy, mom? I promise I’ll make you feel good. Just please, let me eat your pussy.” He begged.
I couldn’t believe that he would ask me again, but I did wish that he would since after last night. My son was so desperate for me to give him my pussy. My horny son, begging to put his mouth on the same place where I gave birth to him 16 years ago, he was so naughty, but his persistence got my body heating up and my pussy aching for his youthful lips.
My son kept his hungry eyes at my pussy while I was thinking about how to say “no” to my son that he can’t eat my pussy. But then somehow he took my silence as consent and moved his head at my pussy, and then started running his hot tongue up and down between my pussy lips.
“Oh my god, I didn’t even say yes and you just start eating my pussy.” I said.
I didn’t resist or object and I even ran my fingers in his hair and pressing on his head down on my pussy with my hands to give his tongue a closer penetration. I knew my hairy pussy was starving for attention, but god, my pussy juice was pouring out.
“Oh you horny boy, you can’t tell your dad that you ate my pussy. Now, don’t stop, and keep it right there, just like that. You’re doing good, son. Where did you learn to eat pussy like that?” I cried.
“I picked it up from the porn movies that I watched. I knew you’ll like it, mom.” He said.
“Don’t stop, keep sucking my pussy, I want you to run your tongue slowly up and down my pussy lips and then suck between them.” I instructed.
My son’s tongue was driving me insane, but I knew I couldn’t waste more time on having my pussy eaten by my own son. I had to stop him, even though I wish he could eat my pussy like that for hours.
“I hope you’re happy now that you get to eat your mother’s pussy. Now get up here and fuck me, I don’t want to keep your dad waiting too long for me.” I said.
After he sucked on my pussy lips a few more times, he climbed on top of me and guided his hard dick into my pussy. I moaned loudly as he entered me. His dick seemed bigger and harder than last night. His dick slid in and out of my pussy so smoothly since he made me so wet with his mouth and tongue already. And my wet pussy gave out a squishing note each time he moved his hard dick pushed back in my pussy.
“Does dad eat your pussy before he fucks you?” He asked while slowly pumping on my pussy.
I hesitated for a few second, and then I answered, “No, your dad doesn’t like to eat my pussy. He hasn’t eaten my pussy since the last time that I could remember.”
“Wow, dad doesn’t know what he’s missing. He doesn’t know how sweet your pussy is. And unlike those porn stars, your pussy has its natural bush. I love it, mom.” He said.
I giggled and then said, “You silly boy. You don’t think your mom’s old pussy is too hairy?”
“No, of course not, I like the hair on your pussy, mom. It carries a womanly scent that I love.” He said, starting to breathe a little heavier.
“You sure know what to say when you’re fucking a woman.” I said in between my moans.
He moved his head down closer to me keeping a closer gaze into my eyes. A sudden urge came over me and I brought my face closer to his, and then I moved my lips to meet his lips. Breaking the mother and son sexual kiss barrier, I gave my son a deep kiss for being such a sweet boy.
We kept our lips bonded together as he started pumping harder on my pussy. My lips broke away from our lips’ union and I let out numerous loud moans. Soon he gave a kiss on my neck and then tried to move his kiss down my body toward my breasts, but I knew it was getting too intimate. I knew I had to stop him.
I placed my hands on his face and moved his head away from my chest. He knew I was resisting him from getting down to my breasts, so he gave up on his attempt and just kept his eyes aligning to mine while he concentrated on fucking me.
But looking into his eyes for too long gave me a desire to get intimate with my son, so I had to look away every so often. Then finally his strokes became more rapid and hard, I knew he was going to cum. I felt a sense of relief that it was going to be over.
His dick stopped moving inside me, and he tried to lie on my chest but I moved away and so he pulled out and collapsed beside me. He then tried to kiss me, but I quickly got up, picking up my robe from the floor and then left his room in a hurry. I went back into the bathroom to put my blouse and bra back on, and then I slowly walked into my room. My husband was already asl**p, but the romantic scented candles around our room were still lit. I blew them out and then climbed into bed.
But I couldn’t sl**p the whole night. My mind was too occupied thinking about what my son said and reliving the moment when he was eating my pussy, and how he tried to kiss down my neck to my breasts. I remembered every detail, and they flashed before me repeatedly.
It was finally morning so I can go to work and forget about my son and me. But I dreamt the whole time hoping the week would go by sooner so I can be with my son again. I was turning into a very naughty mother who preys on her own son for sexual pleasure. However, I knew I can’t get intimate with my own son. I had to be strong and keep it just strictly sex, and that I was only having sex with my son for the sake of his health and the safety of other young girls. But somehow I knew I was lying to myself. I can feel that I desired for more than just sex with my son; I wanted to make love with him.
Later that night, I was feeling a little upset because I had already slept with my son twice this week and I couldn’t have sex with him until next week. But the thoughts of not being able to fuck my son during this long week really made my pussy itch for his dick. I thought of getting my husband to make love to me, but he said he wanted to sl**p early and denied my sex. I had no choice but to do what I usually did. Before I take a shower, I would play with my pussy to relieve some of my sexual tension.
I went to the bathroom, got naked and started masturbating sitting on the toilet sit. I usually don’t lock my door, but I do keep it closed. I was running my fingers between my pussy lips and started to get aroused. I started moaning while I kept rubbing on my pussy. Suddenly the bathroom door slowly opening up and I thought it was my husband.
“Is that you, honey?” I asked.
When the door was half opened, it was my son who was behind it and he quickly got in and locked the door behind him. I was shocked and I reached for my bath towel on the countertop to cover myself with it.
“You scared me. I thought it was your dad. What are you doing here?” I said.
“I heard you masturbating, so I knew that dad didn’t fuck you tonight. And I thought you can fuck me tonight.” He said.
“We had sex twice already this week. You know the rules; two nights a week. I’m your mother, not your sex partner. Now get out, I need to take a shower.” I said firmly.
But then he went close to me while I was still sitting on the toilet sit with my bath towel covering my naked body. He grabbed onto the bath towel and ripped it out from my hands, exposing my naked body. He tossed the bath towel into the sink, and then kneeled down to stand on his knees leveling his face to my naked pussy.
Although I didn’t try to cover myself, or put in effort into resisting, knowing what he was about to do. He spread my legs wide apart exposing my naked hairy pussy to its full glory.
“What are you doing? I told you already to get out.” I said.
He totally ignored me, moving his mouth right on my pussy and started munching on my pussy lips while sniffing into my pussy hair. I moaned as he ate my pussy.
“I love the way your pussy smells, mom.” He said, and then got back to eating my pussy.
After a nice moment of having my pussy eaten by my horny son, I had to stop him because I felt that I was getting out of control with the sex acts with my son.
“Son, you made me feel so good. I’m quite satisfied now. You can stop now and go back to your room. I want to take a shower now.” I said while trying to move his head away from my pussy.
With a couple more licks on my pussy, he stopped and got up from the floor. While he stared in my eyes, he took off his pants and boxers revealing his hard dick to me.
“Look what you did to my dick, mom. You know I can’t go to sl**p with a hard on. Can we just have a quick fuck in here? I promise to make it quick. And dad doesn’t have to know about it.” He said.
I knew I had to deny him without even thinking but instead I really thought about it. Before I could give an answer, he pulled me up from the toilet sit with his hands and got me standing right in front of him, and then he started to suck on my neck. I didn’t even know how to react, my own son sucking on my neck while holding my hands.
“Oh alright, but you must promise to make this quick, I’m almost breaking all the rules for you already.” I said, breaking my silence.
He pulled his mouth away from my neck and kissed me on my lips.
“I know you’re the best, mom.” He said with a smile.
I giggled a few times and cleverly said, “Oh sure, I’m the only mother who would let her son fuck her every week, of course I’m the best. And to think your dad was just going to hire a hooker for you every month. Perhaps I should have gone with your dad’s idea so at least I didn’t have to work this hard at night.”
I was thinking of how we can fuck in here, but then my son said, “Come over here, mom. I want to fuck you from behind. We’ll try it at the countertop.”
He walked me to the countertop having me facing the mirror. I got my hands on the edge of the countertop and slowly bend forward.
Then I realized something, so I turned around and said, “Wait, you need to use a condom, young man. Let me get you one.”
“Don’t worry, mom, I got one in my pants.” He said.
He kneeled down to reach for his pants on the floor and got a condom out from the pocket. He ripped out the condom and started to roll it down his hard dick.
“You planed this, didn’t you, you horny little boy.” I said while giggling.
“Now remember, you promise to make this quick. And I don’t want your hands feeling on my breasts, you hear? You can just put your hands on my hips.” I said firmly while getting ready into position to be fucked by my son in doggy style.
When he was done putting on the condom he took off his shirt and got into position behind me. He gently guided his hard dick into my wet pussy, and my body shivered as he entered me. The pleasure from my pussy gave my body chills. It felt real good.
“Oh shit, this time is deep. Ahhh… Shit…” I cried as he pumped my pussy.
With my son’s hard dick fucking from behind, I could really feel the stimulation on the inside of my pussy. For the first time with my son, I really felt like I was reaching orgasm. While my son was fucking me harder, he leaned down forward pressing his hot lips on my naked back, gently kissing much of the area of my back.
I was so aroused by his hard dick and his hot lips circling around my back I removed one of my hands from the edge of the countertop, placed on my breast and started squeezing on it. And every so often I would pinch and pull on my hard nipple.
My son suddenly had his hands on my breasts and started squeezing on them. With my right hand under his right arm and my left hand on the countertop for support, I couldn’t defend my breasts from my son. He kept his hands squeezing on my breasts while he continued his hard pumps on my pussy.
My thoughts shattered and I couldn’t think straight anymore, my mind, lost in the pleasure from my son’s loving caress. My wet pussy and hard nipple breasts felt so good under my son’s manly embrace. I was moaning so loud that I even forgot that my husband was sl**ping in our bedroom not far from where my son and I were fucking.
Although I was still a little away from my orgasm but I felt that my son was going to cum soon because his pumps were becoming more rapid.
“I can’t hold it, mom. I need to go. I...” He said. And before he could finish his last sentence his swollen dick finished before him.
With his dick still inside me he rested his warm heated face on my back. I wasn’t unsatisfied that I didn’t cum, but I did wish for my son to last longer, since I was so close to my first orgasm with him. But then I did come to my senses that it would be wrong if I did cum for my son.
He finally pulled out of me and I turned around to found his dick still hard as a rock. I putted my hand on his hard dick and it felt really stiff.
“Wow, you’re still hard as a rock, son. It’s good to be young.” I said while playing with his dick.
“I’m sorry that I cum. But I can make it up to you. My dick is still hard.” He said.
I didn’t know what to say. I took my hand away from his hard dick and looked right into his eyes. I could tell that he wanted me again, and so did I.
“Are you saying you want to fuck your old mom again? I thought you promise this would be a quick fuck?” I said.
“You’re not old, mom. Don’t always say you’re old. You’re the most beautiful woman that I have ever seen. None of the girls in my school can compete with you.” He said with a serious face.
“You’re only saying that because you want to fuck me again.” I replied.
“I mean what I said, mom. You’re gorgeous. Look at you. Curvy body, nice big breasts, tight ass, hairy pussy, nice silky long legs, well in shape, you’re a goddess, mom.” He said.
Even though I shouldn’t let him fuck me again knowing that we already broke the rule of 2 nights a week and fucked, but his words really got into me. He was so sweet. What woman could resist? I am just a woman, too.
“Ok, you horny little devil, I give up. If you want to make it up to me then go sit down on the toilet sit, I want to be on top and fuck you this time.” I said.
My son happily walked to the toilet sit and quickly sat on top. I slowly walked toward him as I kept my eyes on his hard dick with his overworked winkled condom on. I was thinking of fucking him face to face, but then I was afraid that he might try to suck on my breasts. I was thinking to myself that I should at least keep that barrier intact.
When I was in front of him, I turned around with my back facing him and then moved inward toward him. And when I finally got into position, I slowly lowered my pussy down on his hard dick until his dick was completed swallowed inside of me. God, his dick was still so hard.
He kept his hands on my breasts while I rode his dick. His hands squeezed on my breasts harder as my pussy lips bashed on his balls harder each time they met. And he would also pinch and pull on my hard nipples getting me more aroused and hungrier for his dick which made me grind harder on him. Additionally, he got his mouth sucking on my neck, licking off my sweat that dripped down from my head. I kept my hand stimulating my clit and pussy lips as I fucked my son, and with all the caressing from him I was really reaching to my orgasm.
“Your breasts are so soft, mom. Does dad like to suck on them when he fucks you?” He asked while starting to breathe a little heavier.
I was too busy moaning, so I couldn’t answer him. But I knew actually what he was trying to do. And with all my will power, I stopped fucking him, get out of his hard dick and broke his arms loose from my breasts, and turned myself around to facing my son. I quickly sat my pussy back down on his dick getting it inside my pussy. And as I rode his dick again I moved my breasts forward close to his face. He had a surprise look on his face from what I did.
“Why don’t you suck on them yourself, instead of asking if your dad liked to do it,” I said with a naughty slutty tone.
With that said he buried his face in my breasts and started sucking on them with his mouth. My son was like a baby, hungry to suck on mother’s breasts for milk. I love my son’s hot lips on my breasts. He made my body shivered with pleasure chills.
“God, your breasts taste just as sweet as your pussy, mom.” He said while breathing heavily.
My pussy felt like it was about to explode. I was having an orgasm from my son.
“Shit, I’m cumming, keep sucking on my breasts. Ahh…” I screamed.
I cum, and I squirted my pussy juice all over my son’s dick. I was a total i****t slut. I cum from fucking my own son, but the pleasure still kept my senses aside. I was a satisfied woman. While his dick was still inside me, we kissed passionately like two lovers acknowledging their love after passionate love making with a deep kiss and arms around each other. I lost my last barrier with my son. I got intimate with my own son.
We rested for a while, with my son still sitting on top of the toilet sit, with me on top of him and his dick inside my pussy. I pressed my hands on his head onto my chest while I rested my head on his. We were mother and son caressing each other, but also lovers, with our love organs connected as one. Our body heat, sweat odor, and the smell from our love juice merged in the air giving birth to a soothing scent that filled the warm bathroom atmosphere.
I really enjoyed the moment just resting there with my son and his dick inside me. I have felt something that I haven’t felt for a long time, love. We gazed into each other’s eyes again, and then our lips sealed with passion once more.
“I hate to go but I really need to take a shower and go to bed. I got work tomorrow.” I said.
“I really wish my dick could stay inside you forever, mom.” He said with sadness in his eyes.
I reluctantly got off of my son’s dick and out from on top of him. He got up and then picked up his clothes from the floor and quickly putted them back on. I was going into the shower chamber when my son held on to my hand with his hand, and looked at me with his continued saddening eyes and face. And as he walked toward the door, our arms stretched long from the hold on our connected hands until eventually our hands slowly disconnected by distance as he moved farther away from me and then exiting the bathroom. That moment was like in the movies that we were parting lovers not wanting to part from one another.
After my shower, I went back to my room. When I saw my husband still asl**p, I thought that I was lucky that my loud fucking in the bathroom didn’t wake him up, what a sense of relief. But then I felt guilty and realized that what I did was so wrong. I made love with my son in the bathroom and I cum. As I climbed into bed, I kept telling myself to be strong and that I should not let that happen again. Soon, I fell asl**p, tired from all the fucking. My son was really a good fuck, draining all my energy.
On the next few remaining nights of the week, I putted effort into avoiding my son. I even remembered to lock my door in the bathroom. Having sex with my son with my husband’s consent wasn’t cheating on him, because we both knew that I was doing it for the sake of our son’s health and helping him relieve his sexual tension. But turning sex with my son into love making and becoming intimate with him was definitely considered cheating on my husband. I was so ashamed of myself that I let it went too far. “2 nights a week, that’s all, it’s just sex”, and I kept repeating it over and over again in my head.
Those nights were the hardest and longest nights that I have live through. My pussy was aching for my son, and my husband only fucked me in one of those nights, leaving my pussy starving for penetration. Strangely my son didn’t talk to me much and I had a feeling that he knew I was trying to avoid him.
As we entered a new week, I felt blessed. I was so looking forward to fuck my son without the guilt of doing it behind my husband back. On the first night of that week, I told my son that I would fuck him after I talked to his dad. He was excited and went to his room to wait for me.
I told my husband that I would fuck our son first, and then come back to make love to him afterward. I was surprise that my husband was in the mood to make love, and he just nodded his head and told me not to take too long with our son. I kissed him on the forehead, smiled, and then left the room.
This time I was wearing my sexy night gown with my bra underneath and no panties. But my husband was not completely pleased that our son will enjoy the sight first. When I entered my son’s room, he was naked like last time sitting on the side of his bed and jerking on his hard dick waiting for me.
So as usually I stood on my knees in front of him and gently rolled down a condom on his hard dick, but this time he tried to suck on my neck while I was doing that, I tried to move away from his mouth while I continued rolling down the condom on his dick. My son wanted to get intimate with me already, but I had to be strong and tried to hold my grounds.
“I love what you’re wearing tonight. It’s very sexy and I can see through it.” He said.
I ignored him, keeping my silence and got up from the floor after I was done putting that condom on him. I lowered the straps of my night gown from my shoulders and gently let it fall to the floor. But I kept my bra on and I climbed into his bed, lying on my back and spread my legs open for him.
“What’s wrong, mom? You seem different tonight from that night we made love in the bathroom.” He said.
“Nothing’s wrong, son. I’m here for you to have sex with a woman, and help you get that pressure out. I’m ready, you can fuck me now. Your dad is waiting for me to go back, and he wanted to make love to me tonight.” I said coldly.
“Mom, you know it’s not just sex. I love the way we kissed and the way I suck on your breasts. Even I knew we were making love, and not just having meaningless sex. I want us to be making love to each other tonight, and all the nights that we are going to be together.” He replied.
I closed up my legs and sat up straight on the bed, and then explained, “I am your mother. I am only having sex with you as your temporary sex relief. When you get older, when you are in college, you will find someone you like and make love with her. You’re my son and I’m your mother, don’t you forget that. Mother and son can’t make love, you know that. What we did in the bathroom was wrong, and I can’t let it happen again.”
While I tried to get out of his bed, I said, “If you don’t feel like fucking me tonight then you can just cool down and we can do it tomorrow night.”
He then grabbed onto my shoulders and f***ed his lips on mine. I made effort to pull away, and then as I gazed in his eyes I slapped him on his face.
“How dare you f***e on your mother like that?” I said furiously.
He f***ed his lips on me again and this time he got me down with his strong body on his bed while kissing me. I tried to resist, but his f***eful hands gripped tightly on my arms. I continued trying to resist him but my helpless lips enjoyed the long awaited bond from his lips. And as our lips sealed longer together, my resistance started melting away from my son’s immoral kiss. My face was hot. My breasts were hot. And even my pussy was hot.
When he slowly moved his lips away from mine, I knew I can no longer deny his beckon for love making from his star-like eyes. And as he gazed into my eyes, he ripped my bra out, liberating my breasts to freedom for his longing lips to ravish under their mercy. He aggressively sucked on the nipples of my breasts while having one of his hands rubbing on my hairy pussy between its lips.
My body was heating up like I was on fire. I couldn’t take it much longer. I felt like I was going to blow.
“Oh shit, I’m cumming already. Ahhh….” I yelled.
I cum, and when I thought my son was going to fuck me already, he went down on my pussy and started to suck on my cum juice. I kept my hands tightly on my breasts, squeezing them each time my son’s tongue hit against my clit as he was working it up and down in between my pussy lips. And again my son managed to make my body shivered with chills of pleasure. That little boy really knew how to use his tongue on a woman, I thought to myself.
As if I had no control over my own body, I felt like cumming again, like I was in an orgasmic frenzy. And then my body twitched several times on his bed with my ass hopping back and forth, I yelled, “Damn, I’m cumming again. Ahhh… Oh shit…” I cum again. I felt my pussy juice squirting out of me, and my son just sucked my pussy dry.
“I love the way your pussy juice tastes. Your pussy is filled with your juice, mom.” He said, and then got back to sucking on my pussy.
“Oh my god, what’s wrong with me, I cum twice already. I never even cum twice with your dad.” I said breathing heavily.
And then I pushed myself upward with my hands on the bed and moved my pussy slowly away from his mouth.
“You had enough of my pussy. Now get on top of me and start fucking me already.” I said, still breathing quite heavily.
“Let me just eat your pussy for a little longer, I didn’t suck all your pussy juice out yet.” He said.
“Your dad is waiting for me to go back. Now get up here and fuck me. Don’t make your mother beg for her son’s dick, I need you to fuck me.” I said firmly.
My wet hairy pussy was screaming for my son’s penetration. He finally moved slowly over my body and I lie back down on my back.
“Oh shit…” I screamed as he entered me.
I wrapped my legs around his waist, pressing down on his hips as he entered me and loosen my push as he pulled away my pussy repeatedly, contributing to the rhythm of our love making. A mother and her son made love once again.
“I’m cumming, mom. Are you close to cumming?” He asked, breathing heavily.
“Don’t mind me, son. I cum twice already. Cum whenever you’re ready, son.” I said, also breathing heavily.
He lowered his face down to mine and our lips mated as he pumped my pussy faster. His swollen dick was crying for a release, and all of a sudden with a few weak pumps he stopped, and then collapsed on top of me.
I enjoyed his manly body heat as I kept our lips together, celebrating the success of our mating ritual. As much as I enjoyed our naked bodies together, I was afraid that I lost the track of time. I hated myself for getting into this again with my own son, but I knew not as much as my husband would hate me for taking this long.
I broke away from his lips and softly said, “I have to go back. Your dad is still waiting.”
He got off of me and I got out from his bed. I picked up my night gown and bra from the floor. As I putted them back on, I slowly walked toward the door.
“Mom, are we going to make love tomorrow night?” He asked with a soft voice.
I turned around and said, “We can only make love two nights a week. Let’s not rush our second night, so we have something to look forward to. I have to go.” I exited his room. But as I was walking back to my room, I was thinking to myself, “Did I say, make love, to my son?” God, I was really forgetting that I was his mother.
Luckily my husband was watching television and didn’t really keep track of the time either, so to make it up to him, I climbed into bed and jumped on his dick. He turned off the television and I could tell that he was actually excited to fuck me. And I did try hard to return him some love, but I gave all my love to my son back in his room.
But as usual he didn’t really cared how I felt, he enjoyed his love making with me, and after he cum he just rolled over to his side of the bed and fell asl**p. No after sex kissing and caressing at all, it was a true definition of “just sex”, a complete opposite of how my son and I had just sex, it was ironically the real meaning of “making love”.
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