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Anything Goes
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Straight Female / 34
Has any other woman ever woken up to find your son having his way with you??
It was this past Halloween. My son Willie went to a party with his friends, and I went to another party. When I went to pick up Willie, I was a but drunk. And I found him by the side of the house the party was in, with some girl his own age giving him a handjob. On the way home, he was embarrassed and I was drunk, so I tried to reassure him. I told him it was normal, I even described my own fantasies of bondage that I used when I masturbated. I ended up giving him a handjob in my driveway.
When I woke up in the morning I was hung over and tied to the bedframe, with Willie on top of me and fucking. I was nauseous and aching, but I came anyway, and my head almost exploded. Willie kept me tied up the whole day, giving me food and water. He let me mess myself and cleaned me up - he had put some pad under me to keep from ruining the bed. And of course he kept mounting me. He topped me off six times that day. Before supper he untied me and apologized. I really couldn't blame him, as I had expressly told him that this was my favorite sexual fantasy. But I did tell him that the hangover kept me from enjoying it.
That night he had laid out what he wanted me to wear to bed and had more ropes ready. I thought about it for a minute, considered how illegal and sick it was, then I got in the stockings and garterbelt and Willie tied me up and had his way with me. I have to say that without the hangover it was much more enjoyable.
It's been a week now and it's become a nightly ritual. Willie is very masterful, with a talent for making me feel helpless and humiliated while at the same time getting me off in a rough fashion.
I wondered if any other mothers out there have similar relationships with their teenage sons??
It was this past Halloween. My son Willie went to a party with his friends, and I went to another party. When I went to pick up Willie, I was a but drunk. And I found him by the side of the house the party was in, with some girl his own age giving him a handjob. On the way home, he was embarrassed and I was drunk, so I tried to reassure him. I told him it was normal, I even described my own fantasies of bondage that I used when I masturbated. I ended up giving him a handjob in my driveway.
When I woke up in the morning I was hung over and tied to the bedframe, with Willie on top of me and fucking. I was nauseous and aching, but I came anyway, and my head almost exploded. Willie kept me tied up the whole day, giving me food and water. He let me mess myself and cleaned me up - he had put some pad under me to keep from ruining the bed. And of course he kept mounting me. He topped me off six times that day. Before supper he untied me and apologized. I really couldn't blame him, as I had expressly told him that this was my favorite sexual fantasy. But I did tell him that the hangover kept me from enjoying it.
That night he had laid out what he wanted me to wear to bed and had more ropes ready. I thought about it for a minute, considered how illegal and sick it was, then I got in the stockings and garterbelt and Willie tied me up and had his way with me. I have to say that without the hangover it was much more enjoyable.
It's been a week now and it's become a nightly ritual. Willie is very masterful, with a talent for making me feel helpless and humiliated while at the same time getting me off in a rough fashion.
I wondered if any other mothers out there have similar relationships with their teenage sons??
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