You shouldn't want to have sex with your son, should you. But I do. Falling pregnant when I was just sixteen wasn't the best of starts. And then having the father of our son Jackson, pass away when he was just two and half, meant I brought our son up alone. Since that early age we became extremely close, and that closeness has even meant Jackson asking advice about very intimate sexual things of late. And it's lead to a sexual act which I couldn't or more to the point, didn't want to stop.
Things like "How do women prefer to have the clitoris's licked". And "When a man's cock is inside your vagina, is it far more enjoyable than your arsehole". Both questions I gave answers to, sort of, only to have Jackson ask me if I'd show him how I like to be pleasured orally.
Telling him it was inappropriate to be masturbating in front of him, my son said "Why, you've watched me wanking". His statement shocked me, but it wasn't a lie. Indeed the week before I had witnessed him masturbating on our sofa. I'd gone to bed, but felt thirsty later on. Getting up I walked downstairs to find Jackson stroking his cock, and what an impressive cock it is, to a soft porn film on the TV. I stood rooted to the spot and watched him wank himself to orgasm. Only when he'd cum, did he turn around and say "Hope you enjoyed that". He'd known all along I was there, but didn't stop to cover himself.
Three days after he'd asked me about oral, vaginal and anal sex, I'd been out with my sister. We'd had lots of wine and I got in around midnight. Jackson was already in bed, so I decided to retire myself. I'd been in bed asleep around an hour, when I felt a warm wet tongue licking at my pussy lips. At first having had the alcohol, I thought I'd dreamed it, or imagined it. But when the tongue lapped at my clit and it began to make me feel aroused, I soon realised I was indeed having my pussy and clit tongued.
The tonguing got better and better, as my clit began to throb and then I felt a finger enter my pussy. I dared not look down, but just lay there and let whoever it was carry on giving me pleasure. What changed things was the finger that was fingering my pussy was slid out of it, and then slipped up my arse. My pussy received another finger and before I knew it, both my pussy and arse were being fucked and my clit was being sucked into a very keen mouth.
Putting my hands down to my sex, I felt the familiar curls of Jackson's hair, as he carried on licking me out and finger fucking my sex holes. Gripping his hair let him know I was awake, but it also told him as I pushed his face deeper into my pussy, I wanted him to carry on. Lifting his a little, I heard my own son say "I knew you'd like me giving you cunnilingus". His words plus his tongue licking away at my love bud, brought me to such a wonderfully strong orgasm, I was still shaking five minutes after he'd stopped.
Jackson moved up my body once I'd climaxed. Kneeling up on the bed, I saw for the first time he was naked. His large cock was bolt upright in front of him. Taking hold of his own cock, he began to masturbate himself. But knowing he'd just given me such amazing oral pleasure, I reached up, took hold of his cock and pulled him towards me. Opening my mouth, I let my own son slide his cock over my tongue, as I began to suck in every inch of his cock that I could.
Sucking and licking on his long thick cock, I gave Jackson the best head I'd possibly given anyone before. It was such a special ten minutes sucking away on his cock, I got lost in needing to give my son a fantastic blow job. Then Jackson held my head tightly and moments later I felt his cock explode in my mouth. Not wanting to show him I didn't enjoy his seed, I swallowed the lot.
Jackson and I lay there not talking for some time. I broke the silence telling him I needed to sleep. Jackson rolled over and said okay, but before he got up to leave my room, he slipped a finger into my pussy, then put it to his mouth to suck on it. Looking down at me, Jackson said "Next time, I'd like to fuck you".
There hasn't been a next time, yet. I spoke to him the following morning and told him it was very much a one off. A mistake on my part to allow him to seduce me. But in my head and in my pussy, I so wanted him to tell me he was going to fuck me no matter what I said. I wanted my own son to dominate me. To fuck all my holes and to use me to make sure he got all the pleasure he desired.
We haven't moved on from that point sexually. It's been a little awkward I suppose, but nevertheless I get the distinct impression Jackson's building up to asking me, or even better I hope, to making me have sex with him again. I know I shouldn't want him to have sex with me, but Jackson and his cock are so beautiful, I am so desperate to feel my son and his cock fucking my pussy and arsehole.