Since I lost the posts from my earlier blog, I have had to recreate at least a summary of what I posted before. Here goes…
My name is Sarah, a 38-year-old married mom of 3. Two boys, Eric,17; Jerry,15 and one daughter, Julie 13 (she will be 14 in December). My husband, Sean, my kids and I live in a suburb of the Twin Cities here in Minnesota.
Until a few months ago, Sean’s work for a software consulting company meant he did a lot of travelling out of town. I loved him, knew he liked his job and tried to be supportive and hold things together at home during the times he was gone. But, the nights when I slept alone got very hard to take sometimes (the reunion sex was always good though, lol).
Jus after the beginning of January, this year (2018), Sean left for another business trip. And it was around that time that I noticed my oldest son Eric behaving a little differently around me. He always seemed to be ‘just passing by’ in the hall when I came out of the bathroom after taking a shower. He also seemed to be telling me more often how pretty I looked. I did enjoy the compliments. And he would sometimes ‘accidentally’ bump into me when walking past me in the house. And one time, while I was trying to reach something high in the kitchen cupboard, he came up behind me and said “let me help Mom”, and reached up while he was standing behind me. I could feel something pressing into my ass that I thought might be his bulge. When I turned around to face him, he had an innocent look on his face, that looked a little forced. I put this down at the time as just normal teen-age boy behavior.
Then on a Saturday morning after breakfast, I was getting ready to do some laundry. I thought the kids had all gone out, but when I went to Eric’s room to get his laundry, I walked in to see him on his bed. He had headphones on listening to music. His eyes were closed, and he had his penis out in his hand, masturbating. It had been years since I saw his penis last, as a baby when changing his diaper or as a toddler giving him a bath. And there it was, erect and hard. I gasped in surprise, and couldn’t help feel a little aroused at the sight of his cock. He did not hear me so I backed out and closed the door. I knew it was perfectly natural for a boy like Eric to masturbate, and he was becoming a man. But I still had the image of his cock in my head.
Life went on as normal, until a couple of nights later, I had a vivid erotic dream. I was dreaming of being with a lover, feeling myself more aroused, I finally saw the face of the man making love to me… OMG, it was Eric! I woke up breathing hard my heart pounding. And feeling myself still aroused. It was close to the time that the kids would be getting up for school, and I would be getting ready for work, but I needed to do something.
I kept a dildo in my nightstand for times I needed release, so I got it out and began using it on myself. I worked myself to a tremendous orgasm, I must have moaned louder than I intended, because I heard a voice outside my door. It was Eric, he must have been passing by when I came. “Mom? Are you OK? He said. I tried my best to sound normal, and replied “yes… I’m OK honey”. I suspect he knew what my moan meant, because when I went into the kitchen, Eric looked at me from the table with a little smirk on his face.
Again, life at home went on. Then the following Saturday afternoon, Eric came home from basketball practice while I was doing some cleaning in the family room. I asked him how practice went, and he said OK, but had a serious look on his face. He said he needed to tell me about something.
I sat sown with him on the couch and took his hand as I asked him what he wanted to tell me. After a few seconds, he told me he had been having ‘feelings’… for me. I asked him what he meant, and he said ‘feelings… like for a man and a woman”. He said he was afraid I would be mad if I knew, but he had to tell me anyway. I told him “no honey I’m not mad…”. I stroked the side of his face gently and told him it’s normal for a boy his age to have feelings like that about a woman, and since his mom is the first woman he knows and the one he’s closest to, sometimes he can’t help but think of her. Then, I’m not sure why, I told him I had feelings like that about him.
He looked up into my eyes and asked “really? You did?”. Before I could think of what to say next, Eric kissed me on my lips. I gasped softly in surprise, and Eric stammered “I… I’m sorry Mom, I shouldn’t have done that… but I wanted to do that for a long time”. I quickly told him I wasn’t mad, I think I blushed a little as I told him it felt nice.
His face lit up when I told him that. “Really Mom? You liked it?” he said. Then he kissed me again, harder. All of a sudden, I felt myself losing control, I kissed him back and soon was tugging at his clothes. He seemed to follow my lead and began pulling off my clothes. He told me that he didn’t know what to do, I softly told him I would show him. In moments, we were naked.
His cock was instantly hard, and I could feel myself getting wet. I guided him beck on the couch and climbed up on top of him. I needed him so badly at that point, that I didn’t bother with foreplay but just set myself down on his hard-young cock. We fucked for only a few minutes, but that was a s long as he could hold out for. He moaned “ohhhhh fuck Mom!” and I felt him coming inside me. That triggered an orgasm of my own. Then I collapsed on top of him, we both were breathing hard.
He finally gasped “omg Mom that was… incredible! But I’m sorry I couldn’t last longer”.
I smiled and kissed him ‘That was just fine honey… you did great for your first time. And it was great for me too”.
We then realized that Jerry and Julie would be home soon, so we rushed to get cleaned up and get dressed. Jerry and Julie got home shortly afterward, and Eric and I tried our best to act like nothing unusual happened. But life had changed and we had begun a new kind of mother and son relationship.
prguitarman
dededos
dailybridgerton
kianamaiart
2087
turnnoffyourmind
tangentwithtanner
