I'm a married mother of two healthy sons. One is twenty two years old and quite independent, but the second and youngest at twenty, still needs his mothers love in more ways than one.
My husband and I stopped having sex years ago, even though my sexual needs still wanted servicing. It was a slow progression to no sex at all, and in some ways it was my fault as I found his growing waistline and lack of sexual prowess a turn off.
Going through a series of affairs, some good, most not. I found myself in a kind of sexual limbo. I wanted sex, but more to the point I wanted a man to fuck me long and hard, to use my body for his and my enjoyment, and to take me to the orgasms I so craved. Yet I still wanted my family around me, even my husband who I loved and still do in my own way.
Then three years ago with my husband away driving his truck across the northern states, I was having sex with a guy who sometimes called by. Riding his cock, I caught movement to my right and looked to see my youngest Corey watching me bouncing up and down on my friends dick. Although I was surprised to see him stood there, the biggest surprise in more ways than one, was seeing him stroke his huge thick cock.
I'm not sure now why I didn't stop, maybe I should have, but instead whilst looking directly at my son, I fucked my friend even harder, taking us both to orgasm. And not once did I take my eyes off my son as he masturbated to the scene in front of him. As my pussy clamped down onto my lovers cock, sending me into orbit as I came, I saw my sons cum flying all over the floor in front of him as he watched his mother climax.
Half an hour later with our small farmstead to ourselves, I spoke to Corey on the porch and discovered he'd known about my liaisons for some time. He had indeed watched me fucking other men for over a year. There was no point in denying anything, so I asked him why he'd tossed himself off. His reply was to the point and very revealing. My youngest son said something that is burned into my memory "Because I'd love to fuck the only woman I'll ever love".
He was seventeen and had from his later accounts, only had one sexual encounter with a female. She still to this day lives close to town, and nearly every youngster around has lost his virginity to her.
We carried on talking and I found out Corey had no impulse to tell his dad anything. He even told me he felt it was his dads role to pleasure me, and because he didn't anymore, I should find someone who would. It was then Corey said "From now on, you come to my room".
It was if Corey had taken control of our relationship, and my heart skipped a beat when he kissed my forehead as he went back inside.
A week went by with my husband returning from his three day road trip. Corey and I said nothing much to each other, and my eldest son as usual was absent from our home most of the time. The first day his father went on another three day journey, Corey knowing his brother was staying over at his girlfriends, walked into my bedroom naked sporting a massive erection and said "I told your friend he's no longer welcome here". Before I had time to object, not that I would have done, I had my sons face between my legs and he was licking at my pussy and clit as if he'd been pleasuring women for years.
I'd text my friend thinking Corey would be going over to a friends of his, but he'd obviously had other plans. And in those initial moment of i****t, I knew for whatever reason I was going to allow my son to fuck me.
My mind and opinion has changed dramatically about a mother son sexual relationship. I was like many mnay other people brought up to believe it was unnatural, it was ungodly and it was just plain wrong. Yet with Corey's tongue and lips working wonders on my pussy, I found myself willing him to take me to orgasm and I was left too long before I arched my back and came screaming out my own sons name. As I settled, Corey moved up my body, put his huge cock head to my pussy opening and looking down on me with a serious face, slid his cock into the love hole he was born out of, seventeen years earlier.
It was a surreal experience for us both. I was looking at the young man I'd given birth to, yet feeling his enormous cock giving me so much pleasure, I found myself yearning for him to be an excellent lover. For Corey his eyes welled up and a tear rolled down his cheek (I can still see it in my minds eye) It wasn't fear or disgust, it was to him the ultimate sexual moment, and it took him to his own sexual nirvana to have his cock fucking his mother.
Moving my legs up and out, I put my hands forwards onto his hips and pulled him into me. Corey got the message and slammed his cock hard into my folds. I was about to say something about him fucking me as hard as he wanted, as hard as I love being fucked, but Corey beat me to it. Lifting my top up, he took hold of both of my breasts and said "Mother you're all mine from now on, and I'm going to fuck you as rough as I like".
I'm not overly sure how long we fucked for. It wasn't love making in any sense of the phrase, as Corey used me for his own pleasure that day. Missionary, spoons, me on top and finally as I knelt before him, my son, my lover and the person who to this day I receive all my earth shattering sex from, fucked me from behind, doggy style and he rove his cock so deep inside of me, I was having what I now call my internal orgasms. They stemmed from so deep within my body, I found myself literally overwhelmed the first time one tore through me.
On and on Corey pounded into his mothers pussy. Then by pure accident I think, his cock slipped out and as he pushed forwards to penetrate me again, my pussy cream and his eagerness, directed his cock to my asshole. He didn't notice at first as he was so engrossed with fucking me. But I groaned out my surprise as my son butt fucked me. It was by no means my first anal sex, but no man the size of Corey had fucked me before in my ass. And it hurt.
The pain was nothing though. It was if it was shielded by my love for my son, so as he continued to pump his cock deep within my ass, I tried to relax and give him the moment. Only when I sank down placing my breasts onto the bed, did Corey fianlly realize he was indeed sliding his cock up his mothers asshole. He told me later he'd had his eyes shut, trying to feel his connection to me in a deeper more intense way.
He went to pull out, but I told him to carry on fucking my ass, and as he drove his cock into me again, I came so strongly, I very nearly passed out. Corey thrust into me a few more times and shouted out he was cumming. Letting him know I wanted his seed inside of me, I felt his cock erupt up my ass and felt every spurt of his cum fill what's become Corey's favorite love tunnel.
Each day, each night and every chance we got around our home, we had sex after that. It wasn't that difficult either with my husbands job, and my eldest's love of life and being out and about. Corey was and still is to some extent a home boy. He's enjoyed building up our small family business with me, and in our own way we've become more of an unbelievably close couple, both in life and in bed. It's still extremely exciting to us both that we fuck the way we do. And I often crave his cock when his father or his brother are around. But when they're away from home (His brother more so these days with his new career and girlfriend) we find time and places around our home, in and outside to enjoy one anothers sex.
This confession isn't to me a way of trying to accommodate others, or to try to convert peoples opinions about family sex. It's about me stating to the world, there are people in life who naturally gravitate to one another. whether they eare related or not. I make no apologies to anyone about my love for my son and I make no excuses to the fact I adore Corey's cock and they way he fucks me. And if Corey was to comment here, he would say similar things to me. Only he'd probably add "What the fuck's it got to do with anyone, that we fuck".