I loved my new exciting life. I was so happy and contented. Lastly, after all those years of sexual deprivation, I had found a man--my grownup son--who could totally satisfy me.
Our mutual attraction and our lust for each other grew stronger with every passing day. We both fantasized about a long love-making session, without being rushed and having to look at the clock. But unfortunately, all we had time for was quickies. We continued paying each other a visit while showering in the morning, did some playful touching, stroking and fondling, and made each other cum, but that was it. And once or twice a week we met during lunch time for a little longer session.
By a twist of fate, my daughter got a summer job at the company my husband worked for; which meant, she was going to leave at the same time as her Dad. Now my son and I had the chance of taking a shower together.
We were all giddy and couldn't wait, for the door to close behind them. We ran into the bathroom, ripped off our clothes, and jumped into the bathtub. We hosed each other down and teasingly sprayed each other.
Then my son turned the shower-head to pulsation and directed the hard stream of water right onto my cunt. My body twitched as it hit the tip of my sensitive clit and a screech escaped my mouth. With a mischievous glean in his eyes, he moved the water jet up and down my slit, and I willingly stood with my legs apart. The warm, hard stream of water pulsated in between my labia and right into my vagina.
“Uuhh, that feels sooo good! Oh yes baby, keep going, don’t stop,” I pleaded.
My son continued teasing me, moving it around, up and down, into my cunt and over my clit, and shivers of excitement were running through my body. No one ever had done this to me. It was a new, unknown sensation, and it felt so good. I loved it!
Eventually he turned the shower-head off. We poured the shower gel onto our hands and started soaping each other up, taking turns washing each others backs, and then the front. With smiles on our faces, we tenderly washed each others bodies and spent way more time at certain places than necessary. My hands were swiftly gliding over his chest and tummy down to his genitals. I soaped his scrotum, kneaded and squeezed it lightly. I ran my fingers back and forth over his perineum and his butt crack. I teasingly rimmed and inserted my finger into his tight ass. He pulled in a wheezing breath as his body quivered beneath my touch. His cock enlarged from the arousal, was waiting for its turn to be looked after. I grabbed hold of it, soaped it up, sliding it through my fist slowly up and down; and with every stroke it grew in size and stiffness.
While I was looking after him, he washed my chest and boobs. His hands caressed my tits and titillated my nipples, and I quietly moaned with delight. Then my son moved his attention to my pussy, washed my clit and labia, over and over again. He slid his fingers into my vaginal channel, exploring, poking and darting deeper and deeper. At first he used 2, 3 then 4 fingers, and eventually he finger-fucked my pussy, hard and ferociously.
“Oh, oh my god, you gonna make me cum!” I shouted.
Feeling and hearing me so excited, he went wild, wanting to find out how much I could take. He tried to push his whole hand into me, but didn't succeed. He retracted it, applied more shower gel and folded his thumb into his fingers. Slowly, in a screwing motion his slippery hand entered the mouth of my vagina, and worked its way deeper into it. Twisting and pushing, stretching my silky walls to the maximum, he entered, deeper and deeper and now fist-fucked my lascivious hole.
My whole body trembled under this forceful invasion. Electrifying shocks shot through every nerve of my body, and my pussy walls contracted tightly around his hand. Breathless, with my mouth agape I stood there, as the aftershocks of a mind-blowing orgasm slowly ebbed out.
He slowly retracted his hand and embraced me. His breathing was heavy and sporadic. As our slippery bodies moved tighter together, his rock hard cock squeezed between my legs. Our lips touched, and we engaged in a wet, passionate kiss. I leaned back against the shower wall, and my pelvis arched forward to meet his sex. With ease it slipped into my longing cunt and we started rocking back and forth. I lifted my right leg up and twined it around his hip.
“Oh yes baby, push, push deep! Give me all you got!” I begged.
He started driving his slippery hard prick deep into me, fucking me with his youthful, vibrant stamina. Ramming me and hammering away. The sound of our wet bodies clashing together echoed through the bathroom. My body was shaking, my knees were weak and my head was spinning out of control, as a flood of extreme sensations shut through me again, to the very end of my limbs. He continued fucking me merciless and generated one orgasm followed by another, just seconds apart.
His body tensed and his breathing quickened as he reached the point of no return. He dug his fingernails into my flesh, and came violently… pulsating and pulsating into my cunt. I could feel every single one of his jets and savored each one to the fullest. Nothing in this world is deeper and dirtier then being filled up by your own son’s jizz!
We remained in this position, enjoying the afterglow of our synchronized orgasms. I could feel his warm sperm oozing out and running down my inner thighs. We embraced and engaged in one last passionate kiss, before parting.
Well satisfied and happy like pigs in shit, we quickly finished washing. We both had to hurry, getting ready to leave for work and school.
* * *
The next morning, we were both ready for an encore. I got in the shower and as he wanted to step inside as well, he said, “Sorry mom, I need to have a pee first, you don’t mind if I…?”
“No not at all. Go, doesn't bother me a bit,” I replied.
As he was standing there with his cock in his hand, directing it to the toilet bowl ready to release himself, I yelled out:
"Oh stop baby! Don't pee in the toilet. Come give your mommy a Golden Shower.”
“What is that?" he wanted to know.
“I want you to pee on me! “ I replied, “I want to feel your hot piss splashing on my skin and on my horny pussy!"
Quickly I sat down on the bathtub floor, rested my feet up on the bathtub rim and spread my legs wide open. For a minute or so, my son stood there dumbstruck, and couldn't believe what I was demanding of him. I had his undivided attention, when I spread my cunt lips open with my fingers-- my pink velvet vagina so shiny and inviting. It got him so excited that he released himself immediately like a hot geyser all over my tummy and my pussy.
“Oh yes, piss on me, piss in my pussy! Oh god, this is so hot and vulgar! God I love it!” I shouted thrillingly.
His hot stream of piss hit me hard right on my sensitive clit, and filled up my longing cunt. I was so overwhelmed by this wicked naughtiness and just pissed back at him. We looked at each other in disbelief and started laughing uncontrollably.
“Oh mom, you are so kinky! I must have the craziest mom on earth. I am such a lucky guy. I think you could make me do anything; anything what so ever!”
I just smiled at him and said slyly, “Well I believe, we due for a good wash now.”
He joined me and we had another exciting shower together, washed and fucked each other and went off to work, happy and contented.
Then on Friday my husband informed me, he had to attend a funeral of a co-worker at 10:00 am on Saturday morning. My mind started working immediately, trying to find a way to get my daughter out of the house, so I finally could have a long fuck session with Johnny. After supper I went in his room, and let him in on my plan.
My husband left around 9:30 am on Saturday morning. I called my son and daughter in the living room, handed both of them $ 50, 00 and said,
“Here, go out, have fun, go shopping or what ever. I want to have some time to myself today and listen to my favorite music, while Dad is gone.”
My daughter chirped happily, “Oh thanks mom, that’s great! See you sometime this evening, bye, enjoy your day!”
My son went along with my plan, thanked me as well, and left at the same time as she did.
Except, we planned for him coming back home 15 minutes later, filled with anticipation and eager to finally have a long fuck session with his mother.
I played a record of my favorite music, had some candles and incense burning to create a stimulating atmosphere. The curtains in the bedroom were drawn close and added a very intimate and warm coziness. I had poured myself a rum and coke and had emptied half of the glass. I was so freaking excited, just if the king himself was coming for a visit.
I was sprawled out on the bed, pleasuring myself with my dildo when my son cam back home. He stood there in the doorway, motionless, glued to the floor, staring at me in disbelief and asked,
“What the hell are you doing? You couldn't wait until I get home?”
“Oh baby, I thought you might find it arousing watching your mother masturbating…and don’t tell me it’s not working, just look at the bulge in your jeans. Come here baby, come closer, watch and enjoy!” I said encouragingly.
I didn’t need to say anything else, everything developed organically. He moved closer to the bed, watched in awe how I was driving my dildo in and out of my cunt, and teasing tentatively my clit with my other hand. Then I moved my hand slowly upwards, traveling over my tummy and to my boobs, caressing and titillating them lightly. I vaguely traced the contours of my midsize areola. Took one of my nipples between my thumb and index finger and rolled it softly. Then I pinched it harder, pulling and twisting, getting it pert and stiff. My toes curled up and my hips gyrated from the sensation I was generating by my own pleasuring.
Licking my lips suggestively, I looked over to my son, and enjoyed what I was seeing. He stood there with his jeans bunched down to his knees, his young cock jutting out of his briefs. It was so big and hard, and his hand was working it frantically.
I kept my eyes fixated on him, while I continued driving my dildo slowly in and out of my pussy. The thrill of watching our mutual masturbating increased my excitement, and the atmosphere became very tense and sexually charged.
I took the dildo out of my sloppy wet cunt, and licked my juices off, sliding my fully extended tongue up and down my slippery pleasure-tool. I rubbed my clit in a circular motion and drove myself into ecstasy, stuffed my dildo back in my pussy and fucked myself as hard as I could, then exploded violently from the immense sensations.
I looked over to him again and asked innocently, "Oh Johnny tell me, is it your mommy who arouses you like this?”
“You’re damn right, it’s you! You are such a horny bitch, mom!”
“Are you still upset that I am fucking myself, baby?” I asked sheepishly.
“No, of course not; I've never seen anything like it. Fuck I love it, I enjoy it! It’s driving me nuts!”
“Okay baby, come closer now, mommy wants to take care of that big, young cock of yours.”
I laid on the bed with my head hanging over the edge. I opened up my mouth and asked my son to put his cock in it. Eagerly he pushed it in and started fucking my mouth, driving his prick into it to the very hilt, right down to its base. I can imagine he must have been totally exasperated seeing his mother, fucking and making herself cum.
I knew it wouldn't take very long for him to unleash his semen. But to my surprise, he pulled his dick out of my mouth. He put his hand around the bottom of his shaft and squeezed it tightly, took a few deep breaths to relax.
After a couple of minutes my son stuck his throbbing cock back in my warm, salivating mouth. He continued in a much slower pace fucking it and deep-throating me. I reached down and played with my clit. With his cock still in my mouth, he tried to bend over to my pussy, but couldn't quite reach it.
So I asked him to climb on top of me, facing in opposite directions—69--and he awkwardly followed my instruction, but wasn't quite sure if it was right. As soon he was positioned to my liking, I licked and sucked his balls, his perineum and his cock, while he was having a feast on my pussy and made me cum within seconds. Which prompted him to do the same; he spewed that fresh warm jizz of his all over my mouth and my chest. As soon he calmed down and regained his composer, he leaned down and licked his sperm off my face and kissed me passionately.
“Oh god, nothing is dirtier and more daring than doing sinful things with your own mommy! No girl in this world excites me like you do! Oh God I want to fuck you for ever!”
“Oh yes baby, it’s the best feeling ever, isn't it?”
I didn't give him a chance to let his cock go flaccid, I continued playing with it. Tentatively I licked his prominent knob, swirled my tongue skillfully around the perimeter, teased his little slit with the pointed tip of my tongue, and got him quietly moaning. He lay there with his eyes closed, savoring every one of my movements, as my hands were gliding up and down his shaft. Ever so tenderly, my loose fist moved slowly up and down, applying a squeeze around the base. I spat on his cock, moved my hand back up, and with a feather light touch I went right over his sensitive knob, lubricating it.
His head was rolling slowly from side to side as my delightful pleasuring elicited contented groans and moans out of him. An extreme feeling of contentment coursed through my entire body, as I watched my son squirm under my touch.
My lust and hunger for his manhood was building up again and I climbed on top of him. Straddling him backwards, I kept watching myself in the mirror as I was bobbing up and down on him. Oh god, I loved the adrenalin rush it gave me, seeing myself fucking my baby. Giving myself and him the sexual pleasures we so desperately needed.
I fucked him in this position, good and hard, making myself come over and over again. My knees were began hurting and cramping, and I had no other choice then to get off him and lay down beside him.
He immediately climbed on top of me and took over. His cock pushed and piston in to my juicy cunt, hard and consistently, like machine. My baby fucked me with all his mighty force. His hips were grinding wild and uncontrollably against mine. Just before he reached his climax, he slowed down and remained motionless, resting his throbbing cock in my cunt; relaxing and deeply inhaling.
As I gazed upon his eyes, I couldn't help but think of his father. Johnny started to look and act more and more like him, with his mysterious angel eyes and his unshaven chin of stubble. Paul was a great lover and must have handed down his sexual qualities to him. I never told him, that I was pregnant with his child… what would have been the point; he was my boss, we were both married and he had two teenage kids. Yeah, that’s just another one of my well kept secrets, no one knows anything about. God, he is so much like him...
Johnny ripped me out of my thoughts, when he started moving slow in and out of my pussy. He looked intensely into my eyes while he was making love to me. I was overwhelmed with a strange sensation; it felt we were no longer just mother and son. His lips were so tender and soft. He was no longer the hungry boy, who was spinning out of control by his raging hormones and seeking nothing but sexual relief. The lust and desire still burned, just in a different way.
He took his time and fucked me like a man, with love and passion. He transported me into another world, where time stands still. My mind totally clouded and consumed by heavenly feelings, I succumbed to countless orgasms. When I reached the end of this intense wave, I could hear his breathing quickening and feel his body spasm. His warm sperm streamed into my womb; the very same womb he once came out of.
“Oh baby, I love you. I love you so much,” escaped my mouth, without wanting to say it.
“Oh mommy, I love you too! Always have, and always will,” he answered.
In a way I was shocked by this development. I didn't expect it to happen, nor did I see it coming, but it was good just same.
We cuddled up and fell asleep happy and exhausted resting in each others arms, until the phone rang. Thanks god that it did! It would have been so awkward, being found like this by my husband coming home.
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