I would be to embarrassed to print this if I thought anyone out there in Adult Confession land would recognize the author, me. My husband was killed in a motorcycle accident 2 years ago. My son joined the USAF 3 months ago. My husband was 39 at the time of his death. My son is now 19.
I will confess that I miss sex more than anyone can understand, having been fully active with my husband before his death. We experimented in every way, shape or form. If we read a confession of something new we would immediately try it. And I cannot forget those many acts between us. I read these confessions, many are normal and remind me of my husband and I. Some just plain turn me on and I then retrieve one of my dildos/toys and fuck myself until I am weak from cuming so many times. My favotite is my Jack Rabbit which I refer to as my JR. You know the type, 8 inch big dick that twist and vibrates while it's ears vibrate and drive you crazy while vibrating on your clit and the twist and vibrating is doing it's share on your G-Spot.
Okay, so my son, after completing Basic Training, returned home for a short furlough prior to reporting to his new duty station. We sat and chatted and watched a TV program prior to him leaving for his date last Saturday night. I could not get my mind off just how much he looked like his dad when that age. He was a spitting image. After he left for his date I could not stop thinking about that.
Well, I went to bed with my JR and did my thing but did not over do it. I got a quick shower and then back to bed, watched a little TV and then off to sleep. Don't know why but I woke at 1 AM with the TV still going. I turned it off and wondered if Junior was home from his date. I walked to his bedroom where the door was open and I looked in. Yeah, he was at home and was asleep on top of the covers with nothing on but a pair of boxer shorts and a hard dick sticking out through the opening in front. I froze. I looked at that monstrous hard dick. It must be 8 inches long with a huge girth and a head that you wouldn't believe. It was lots bigger around than the body of the dick itself. All I could do was wonder just how that thing would feel inside me but that would be wrong and I knew it. But, I couldn't help myself, I entered his room and got on me knees beside him and began sucking on it. It didn't take long until he was wiggling and he shot a huge load of cum into my mouth. It was warm and felt so good, like his dad used to do me, so I swallowed every drop.
I slipped out and back to my bed. I was lying there trying to get my mind off what had just happened and trying to go to sleep when I heard my bedroom door open. I, being alone, sleep with my window shades open and that night the moon and street lamps gave enough light that I could see that this was Junior entering.
I asked, "You just getting home????????"
And he laid down beside me and said that he had been home awhile.
He said that he had a dream about me and could not get back to sleep.
I said, "So you came in here to tell me about your dream????????"
He said, "Mostly but it did feel so real. I just couldn't get over it."
"Did you dream that I died???????? Maybe you got caught being naughty and I punished you????????" I asked.
He said, "No, nothing like that. It was what they call a wet dream but when I woke there was no evidence."
"What kind of evidence did you expect????????" I asked.
He said, "Oh Mom, you are making it worse by forcing me. I dreamed you were giving a head and I cumed but there was no cum on my bed or underwear."
"Oh well. That is shocking but I suppose it's common for young boys to have those type dreams. I recall having those myself when I was young." I lied.
"Put your arms around me and go to sleep if it will make you feel better," I said.
"Mom, would you be ashamed and take offense if I kissed you???????? I can't get over that dream." He said.
"No" I replied and turned my cheek to him for the kiss.
"Not that type of kiss. I mean a real passionate kiss on the lips."
"Go ahead. I don't mind. It's been a long time since you dad was killed and I too miss those kisses."
He rolled over, gave me a big kiss on the lips and I could feel his dick getting hard again against my leg.
"WOW! it feels like you are serious. It's been a long time."
"Do you want some of it????????"
"As I said, it's been a long time" and I took his dick into my hand and began stroking him slowly.
He groaned and said, "That feels so good mom. Do you want me to make love to you????????"
"Son, that was not a dream you had. It was real. I came in to see if you were home yet and I saw you lying there with that thing sticking straight up and I remembered your dad and couldn't resist. It was real son, I did suck you and the reason you found no cum on the bed is because I swallowed it all. I do love you but I was imagining that it was your dad because I knew it would be wrong for mom to give son a blow job."
I immediately started removing my bed clothing and he removed his boxers. We lay there naked and played with each other until we couldn't take it any longer. He began rubbing my tits and kissing them and sucking my nipples. I asked if he wanted me to suck him again. He turned and got into the 69 position and we began eating each other out. I could tell that this wasn't his first time eating pussy by the was her would lick and kiss my clit and run his fingers in and massage my GSpot. It felt so good. Brought back fond memories. I kept cuming time and time again. I was afraid he would cum so I suggested we finish in the old fashion way, man on top, missionairy method. He would try to stick the whole 8 inches in but I'd draw back and grunt and he let up some but continued to give me long andf hard strokes. I could feel him go all the way several times. It didn't hurt any more, in fact it felt good but I kept telling myself that I couldn't take another inch. We must have fucked another 10 minutes and I must have cumed a dozen times, it seemed, but he finall shoved it all the way in and just started quivering and moaning and I could feel the warm cum shoot inside me. I loved it because I knew I couldn't get pregnant because I had surgery many years ago to prevent pregnacy.
He just rolled over and we went to sleep without getting a shower, that waited until morning when I got out shower together and we both became excited agoin and went back to bed before going out for breakfast. I hasn't happened again yet but I'm sure it will several time before he has to return to his base.