Well I finally got the chance to type this up, from this weekend. As you know, my son was home for the President’s Day weekend, since snow turned it into more than a 3 day, which led to me seeing him naked for the first time since I began seeing him as a sexual object.
Now someone here suggested I talk with HungSon-21, since he has helped other mothers, so Saturday night I was chatting with him, about his experiences, giving me suggestions and such. Well during a low in the conversation, I went downstairs to get something to drink. On the way, I could hear my son’s TV being a little too loud. On my way back up, I went to tell him to turn it down. His door was closed, but open a slight bit, and I didn’t think anything about knocking. As I pushed open the door, before I could say anything, I was stopped dead in my tracks. He was sitting at his computer, headphones on, masturbating! With the way his room is set up, where his computer is, he didn’t see me. If it wasn’t for the TV, headphones, and his attention to the screen, he might have, but since I could tell he didn’t, I quickly backed out, and closed the door as I did, and headed back to my own room.
So I ended up telling HS-21, I mean I was just in shocked. He was telling me, I should go back, nude, with just my robe, and play with myself watching him. I was really nervous, but after a slight bit of pushing, he talked me into it. Stripped down my clothes, and put my robe on, not tying it. I went back to his room, and he was still the way he was when I left. I kinda just leaned on the door frame watching him, feeling myself getting excited. I was just going to stand there, but it was too much, and I started to very lightly start touching myself. I just couldn’t help it. After about a minute, I shifted my position, and I knocked into the door, and it swung back into the wall, making a bang, that clearly got his attention. He quickly yanked off the headphones, and swung his chair towards the door, while trying to pull the bottom of his shirt over his erection. When he realized I was standing there, the way I was, he asked what I was doing.
I don’t know what it was, but it was like I went on a naughty kind of auto pilot. I just smirked and told him I was enjoying the show, which got a look of kinda shocked and confusion from him. Then I moved into his room, and told him, being gifted like he was, he shouldn’t be forced to have to take care of his needs by himself (it was crazy, it was like someone had taken over my body, I was almost shocking myself). I was now right back him, and grabbed at his shirt, and pulled it up, while he still tried to hold it down, to expose his still hard erection, making sure I kinda brushed my hand on the head, which I could see gave a shiver through him. I was telling him, how he should be sharing this with someone, and I would run a finger down it, and then I crouched down in front of him. I was saying how nice it was a such, and the entire time, he’s kinda whispering, with no real conviction, for me to stop. I then just reached out, and grabbed him at the base, when he suddenly yelled out, “Mom, stop!”
That sudden change in his action snapped me out of it, I quickly retracted my hand, got to my feet, and threw my robe closed, holding it shut. I was now in sheer panic mode. I was sure I had screwed up my relationship with him. I acted on my feelings, and he didn’t feel the same. I was really almost on the verge of breaking down in tears, as he stood up. his face was kinda just blank, no real signs of anger, but none of anything positive either. He then put his hands on the sides of my shoulders, and kinda walked me back, and next thing I knew he pushed me back, and I fell backwards onto his bed. I was so panicked, it didn’t really dawn on me of anything that was happening.
Then I started to realize maybe I didn’t screw up, when he reached down, and yanked my robe back open. Now my heart was going crazy. Next thing I know, he had moved down, and he quickly took one of my nipples in his mouth, and started sucking. The bolt of electricity through my body was amazing. He then moved to my other breast, and after a few seconds, I felt him stop. Before I could open my eyes to see what he was doing, I suddenly felt his tongue touch my wet pussy! I nearly came from the simple contact. He teased me a bit, before going right in, licking, and probing me with his tongue, occasionally putting lips to my clit. He really was more skilled than an 18 year old should be at that lol. He ended up making me cum, 3 times, before I had to tell him to stop, so I could catch my breath.
As I was catching my breath, I heard him say, still down on the floor, do you really want to touch it. I kinda propped myself up on my elbows to look down at him and just nod. He smiled, stood up, and sat back at his computer chair. I then kind slid down the end of the bed, and got down in front of him. I then put my hand back around it, and put my hand back around the base. For the next few moments, I just slowly stroked it, kinda savoring that my dirty fantasy was actually coming true. Then I heard the words. Words I’d wanted to hear for two years, ‘can you suck it mom?’ Oh my God, hearing him asking me that, was crazy. I didn’t say anything, just brought my mouth up to the head, and took him past my lips. I really don’t think I’ve ever enjoyed giving a blowjob more, in my life. The majority of it I went slowly, really wanting to savor it, and really pleasure it. After a couple of minutes, I heard him tell me he was going to cum, so I picked up my pace, and when I heard him say here it comes, I pulled him out, and let him drop it all over my chest. It was a lot, and when he shot the last bit, he kinda collapsed back into his chair. As he sat there panting, I just knelt there, rubbing all that cum into my skin.
I then stood up, confident, I had recovered from the fun he had with me, and he looked up at me, and told me I was amazing, and I just smiled and told him he was too. I then said that he should go to bed and get some rest, gave him a kiss on the forehead, and left.
I think I didn’t want to get too carried away. I went back to my room, and went to chat at bit more with HS-21, while my head was just swimming. It was like I had just watched what happened, instead of participating. I think if I didn’t have that pushing force there after I saw him masturbating, I don’t think I would have gone back to his room. Still couldn’t believe how bold I got either, after he saw me.
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