Once I truly realized how much my boy had grown, how big he had gotten, I had a strong feeling something was going to happen we would have to keep secret.
He had been more bold in his words, very direct about complimenting my appearance, and had grown into a certain confidence I certainly found attractive. I began having very taboo thoughts to which I touched myself in bed late at night. I had visions of us together in ways mothers aren’t meant to be with their children, no matter how grown up they’ve become.
For months, I wasn’t sure if it was just me having these inappropriate thoughts and fantasies about my son, or if maybe he acted this way because he wanted the same thing I did. Then one afternoon he approached me after a shower, wearing only his damp towel. I couldn’t help but look at the way it hung on his hips as he came in with his usual flirty compliments. “You know, Mom, I really like your hair put up all messy like that,” he smirked. “Oh yeah, really?” I responded, blushing involuntarily as I often did in these exchanges. “Definitely. It’s a good look for you.” he assured me. I got bold, and in an impulsive moment, matched his energy. “Well, that towel is a good look for you.” I couldn’t believe I was being so direct. “You think so?” he quipped without hesitation, “What do you like about it?”
He had me trapped, or rather, I had put myself in the trap I created for myself. I hesitated, then stumbled, “Well, I… umm, I mean, it uhh… it does show off your body very nicely.” He grinned and stepped closer. My pussy swelled, and my eyes darted around, avoiding his direct gaze as he inquired further, “You like my body, Mom?” Still attempting to look away from his eyes, I noticed a very prominent bulge underneath his towel. My son was barely concealing what was clearly a rather large erection. I could hardly think straight. “Oh, of course, baby. I like everything I’ve seen of you. You’re very handsome,” I replied, trying to sound as normal as possible, given the situation.
“Do you think maybe we could see more of each other?” he asked in a more direct way than I was prepared for. His eyes looked me up and down as my thoughts raced and I failed to find a response that could redirect the conversation. In hindsight, I didn’t really want to redirect things anyway. This was what I had been fantasizing about for at least three or four months. The time had come.
I let go of my hesitation and embraced the moment. “I would like that very much,” I said quite calmly while undoing the tie that held my robe, “I’ll show you mine and you show me yours.” My robe fell quietly to the floor, exposing my naked body completely. His eyes widened as he took a deep breath. “Seems like you appreciate what you see,” I said after a long moment, “now it’s your turn.”
He looked up into my eyes again as he let his towel drop. The erection that had been covered was released, and sprang upwards, standing at attention. I gasped audibly. It was gorgeous, at least eight or nine smooth, clean inches, veins wandering beautifully across and through the shaft. “Ohh my goodness…” I said in a whisper as my heartbeat became stronger and my pussy swelled once again. My son smiled proudly, and asked “You like it, then, Mom?”
“Oh baby…” I murmured, my thoughts swimming, “It’s perfect… Yes, I like it very, very much…” I sunk to my knees without even thinking and looked up at my strong, handsome son, “Let Mommy give it a try..?” was all I could manage to say. He nodded his enthusiastic consent, and without any further hesitation, I took his perfect cock in my mouth, slowly and steadily letting it sink deeper and deeper into my throat.
He groaned, “Unnnngh… that’s so fucking goooood…” I continued my slow, steady pace, appreciating every inch of my son, feeling him throbbing inside my mouth. I tasted his precum and automatically started to drool, adding to the wet, inappropriate pleasure he was experiencing. “Mmmmm…fuuuck… don’t stop…” he moaned as I continued.
This was going to be the beginning of a whole new chapter for us…
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