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.