Straight Female / 44
My Son
About a year ago, my husband passed away unexpectedly. I will not tell you that life was perfect, but it was not terrible either. When he passed away, my son was away at college. He obviously came home immediately, went back to finish the semester and came home for the holidays. The holidays were a disaster!
Anyway, my son and I always got along very well and, of course, we hunkered down together and helped each other get through this. As he went back to school for the spring semester, the house went quiet. I was alone, completely alone. As with anything, I told my son this and he told me he was feeling off too.
When he came home for spring break, he looked grown up and mature and handsome. That first night, we had dinner and we both fell to sleep on the couch. When I woke up, I was positioned with my head in his lap. I do not even remember moving there or getting there, but whatever, except that his cock was hard. Still, whatever, right? As I moved, he woke up, saw where I was and immediately apologized.
Four hours later, I am doing my sudoku puzzle and I cannot get earlier this morning out of my mind. Why was I in that position in the first place? And why was he hard?
The next night was uneventful.
The following night, as I am cooking dinner, he walked by me and innocently touched my back and my hip. It was nothing, right? That night we decided to watch a movie and again, we both wound up on the couch. This time, he seemed to move closer to me than normal. After a pee break, we both changed out of our day clothes and into sleeping clothes. When he returned he was wearing boxers and a T shirt. I was in shorts and a T shirt. As he walked towards the couch, I caught myself staring at his cock flopping around in his boxers. My son then says ‘mom, are you okay?’ It literally woke me up out of my trance. He has very hung, just like his dad. Again, I woke up the next morning with my head in his lap and again, he was hard.
I get ready and head to work, leaving him sleeping on the couch. When I came home, he was cooking dinner in basketball shorts and a tank top. Apparently he had gone to play basketball with some friends earlier in the day.
As the evening wore on, he was overly playful and overly talkative. Flirty, maybe, if he was not my son. When we finished dinner, he took my plate and I felt his cock press on my elbow. I did not react, but it was all starting to become more than coincidence. Later in the night, he told me he was going to shower and then maybe go out with a female friend. The shower happened but the night out didn’t. So he headed to the couch again, flopping around in his loose boxers. I told him I was sorry he could not go out and he said something sexual and I agreed that I was missing it too. This kind of kicked off a nice discussion about me dating and whether or not college was filled with girls.
As the night finished, I was a little more horny than normal. I gave my son a hug and ushered myself to bed. I love you’s both ways and away I went. I got to my room, immediately stripped naked, grabbed my wand vibe and headed to bed. It was inside of my pussy within a minute. As I was toying myself, through the wall I heard my son say ‘oh my god, I hear my mom with her vibrator!’ I guess he was in the phone with someone. I was mortified!!!
The next morning, I had to go to work for the late shift. As we sat for a late breakfast I apologized for my ‘sounds’ last night and he said ‘it is no problem mom. Do what you need to do.’ As he stood up, his barely covered cock was right in front of me. Why is he always hard I thought?
He stopped…right as he passed….and said ‘it will not bite, just touch it!’ My face went red, my nipples hardened and my c**t woke up.
Jamie!!!! No!!! You are my son.
He doubled down - he stood in front of me and pulled it out. Touch it mom! And I did!
I had crossed over the most taboo of boundaries and I was not sure where it would lead.
I ended up jerking him off that morning, right there in the kitchen I did not even move from my chair. He came all over my hand and my shirt. At this point, my mind was a puddle of disfunction and my c**t had soaked through my cotton panties. I go ready for work and left. At 3:00, Jamie texted me and said thank you for this morning. I will return the favor tonight. And he did, bending me over the kitchen table and fingering me into three orgasms. This went on until he went back to school. We had many flirty texts until he came home again. When he is home, he no longer sleeps in his room. He sleeps with me in my bed.
Anyway, my son and I always got along very well and, of course, we hunkered down together and helped each other get through this. As he went back to school for the spring semester, the house went quiet. I was alone, completely alone. As with anything, I told my son this and he told me he was feeling off too.
When he came home for spring break, he looked grown up and mature and handsome. That first night, we had dinner and we both fell to sleep on the couch. When I woke up, I was positioned with my head in his lap. I do not even remember moving there or getting there, but whatever, except that his cock was hard. Still, whatever, right? As I moved, he woke up, saw where I was and immediately apologized.
Four hours later, I am doing my sudoku puzzle and I cannot get earlier this morning out of my mind. Why was I in that position in the first place? And why was he hard?
The next night was uneventful.
The following night, as I am cooking dinner, he walked by me and innocently touched my back and my hip. It was nothing, right? That night we decided to watch a movie and again, we both wound up on the couch. This time, he seemed to move closer to me than normal. After a pee break, we both changed out of our day clothes and into sleeping clothes. When he returned he was wearing boxers and a T shirt. I was in shorts and a T shirt. As he walked towards the couch, I caught myself staring at his cock flopping around in his boxers. My son then says ‘mom, are you okay?’ It literally woke me up out of my trance. He has very hung, just like his dad. Again, I woke up the next morning with my head in his lap and again, he was hard.
I get ready and head to work, leaving him sleeping on the couch. When I came home, he was cooking dinner in basketball shorts and a tank top. Apparently he had gone to play basketball with some friends earlier in the day.
As the evening wore on, he was overly playful and overly talkative. Flirty, maybe, if he was not my son. When we finished dinner, he took my plate and I felt his cock press on my elbow. I did not react, but it was all starting to become more than coincidence. Later in the night, he told me he was going to shower and then maybe go out with a female friend. The shower happened but the night out didn’t. So he headed to the couch again, flopping around in his loose boxers. I told him I was sorry he could not go out and he said something sexual and I agreed that I was missing it too. This kind of kicked off a nice discussion about me dating and whether or not college was filled with girls.
As the night finished, I was a little more horny than normal. I gave my son a hug and ushered myself to bed. I love you’s both ways and away I went. I got to my room, immediately stripped naked, grabbed my wand vibe and headed to bed. It was inside of my pussy within a minute. As I was toying myself, through the wall I heard my son say ‘oh my god, I hear my mom with her vibrator!’ I guess he was in the phone with someone. I was mortified!!!
The next morning, I had to go to work for the late shift. As we sat for a late breakfast I apologized for my ‘sounds’ last night and he said ‘it is no problem mom. Do what you need to do.’ As he stood up, his barely covered cock was right in front of me. Why is he always hard I thought?
He stopped…right as he passed….and said ‘it will not bite, just touch it!’ My face went red, my nipples hardened and my c**t woke up.
Jamie!!!! No!!! You are my son.
He doubled down - he stood in front of me and pulled it out. Touch it mom! And I did!
I had crossed over the most taboo of boundaries and I was not sure where it would lead.
I ended up jerking him off that morning, right there in the kitchen I did not even move from my chair. He came all over my hand and my shirt. At this point, my mind was a puddle of disfunction and my c**t had soaked through my cotton panties. I go ready for work and left. At 3:00, Jamie texted me and said thank you for this morning. I will return the favor tonight. And he did, bending me over the kitchen table and fingering me into three orgasms. This went on until he went back to school. We had many flirty texts until he came home again. When he is home, he no longer sleeps in his room. He sleeps with me in my bed.
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