After this jealous episode at the lake, I knew I needed to spend as much time as possible with my precious son. It was inevitable and only a question of time before he would meet and fall in love with a gorgeous young girl.
I started looking for an apartment. Daily I went through the ads in the newspaper, made phone calls and house visits. Finally mid in November I found one which was to my liking, in my price range and not too far from my work. I was thrilled and immediately singed a lease and gave them a deposit.
I confronted my husband with my decision to separate, and I informed him that I was moving out the first of January. He was extremely upset and didn't talk to me for over a week. Then one day, after he had accepted the facts, he informed us that my daughter can move with me, but Johnny had to stay with him.
I was devastated. I didn't see that coming, nor could I do anything about it. My husband said as long he was paying for Johnny’s schooling, he was to live with him.
Instead of being closer, we were ripped apart. For those last few weeks we had together before moving, we cherished our morning shower visits and met a couple of times for lunch.
It wasn't a very pleasant Christmas we spent together; we didn't even bother of buying any gifts. I needed the money for new furniture and household stuff. That last week before moving was very hectic, dividing our belongings and packing. I was eager to get it done and get out of this house to start my new life.
The Friday evening after moving and settling down, the old man dropped Johnny off at my place. My daughter had left earlier to spend the weekend at her boyfriend’s. God, I was so excited! Finally we could be all alone, spending the whole night and day together.
I had planned a real nice romantic evening with him, just the two of us. I prepared his favorite meal and a candle light supper. In the living room I had soft music playing and candles and incense burning.
I had taken the afternoon off and went to the hair salon. They talked me into changing my hair from blond to auburn. I agreed, and was very happy about the outcome. It suited me well and really highlighted my green eyes.
I dressed up very provocatively in a new silky black dress, low cut and quite tight. It accentuated my curves very nicely. Wearing black nylons and high heels, made my legs appear so soft, slim and long. I applied evening eye makeup and a lush orange lipstick, just if I was going out for a night on town. I put on a necklace and matching earrings, to give it that elegant finishing touch.
Being dressed and dolled up to the best of my ability, I took a glance in the mirror; I looked radiant, felt young and desirable, and truly liked what I was seeing.
And so did Johnny. As soon he had entered the apartment, his eyes lit up. He hugged and kissed me as if we hadn't seen each other in ages. My son took my hand, held it above my head and drew me slowly around, while his eyes scanned me from top to bottom. I suggestively pushed my right hip outwards, tilted my head and ran my hand through my hair, while tenderl biting my lower lip. I promiscuously danced and sashayed to the music. I winked at him flirtatiously. I licked my lips suggestively and acted very coy. I enjoyed my son’s sly glances and felt my body filling with warmth and happiness.
“Wow mom, you look absolutely stunning! Better than ever!” he complimented me very ardently.
“Oh thank you sweetie, I am so happy you like my new look!” I replied with a contented smile.
“Oh mom, I think you will be really happy here, having your own apartment and the freedom to do as you please. Even though I can’t be with you all week, it’s so nice to look forward spending the whole weekend with you.”
He quickly slipped off his boots and jacket, rubbed his hands together trying to warm them up. We exchanged a few pleasantries and gave each other another warm welcoming hug. He kissed me softly on the cheek, while his cold hand slid slowly down my back. He stopped at my hips and traced them several times from the side to the back and over my firm curves of my behind. He pulled me closer, and our chests pressed firmly against each other. He gazed into my eyes, took my head in both of his hands and kissed me deeply.
As his lips left mine, he said in a saddened voice, “Oh mom, why try to lie to you, I had a really terrible week. Its so boring living with Dad and the bathroom feels so empty without you. Well not just the bathroom, I am sure you know what I mean.”
“Oh baby I know and I am not happy either the way things turned out. But look on the bright side, we get to spend the weekends together, and in six months school finishes. By then we will find a better solution, okay?” I tried to encourage him.
Then he took hold of me and we walked arm in arm into the dining room; it was small, but very cozy. The light was dimmed and Johnny lit the candles, which created a very intimate atmosphere. We set down to an elegantly set table; draped in a white floor-length table cloth, matching napkins, my best china and silver cutlery, and my crystal wine glasses.
I served Cordon bleu, white asparagus with hollandaise sauce, and potato croquet, along with a bottle of German white wine which complimented the meal very nicely. We raised our glasses; I clinked my glass with his and said a toast,” To a wonderful new beginning to both of us!”
As we were enjoying our first candle light supper, we chatted like two adults. Once in a while our knees touched. Then he reached under the table, and ran his hands up my thighs, and lingered close to my crotch. His soft touch ignited tender shivers, and I winked at him smilingly.
“Oh mom, I never seen you wearing nylons, they feel so silky, smooth and sexy. I love the feel of it!” he told me very excitedly.
As I looked into his face, I saw the glow of happiness sparkling in his eyes. I laid my hand on his arm and ran my fingertips tentatively up and down his arm, enjoying his reaction. Instantly his arm twitched and his skin broke out in Goosebumps. He sent me a mischievous smile, the one I so love and adored.
It was the most romantic supper I had had in years. He took my hand in his and kissed gallantly the back of my hand while looking at me with love struck eyes. I leaned forward trying to get as close as possible and lovingly kissed his lips, which elicited a soft wheeze out of him.
I reached out, stroking his beautiful hair and assured him, “Oh baby, I love you! This will be the best night of our life!”
I wanted to serve a dessert, but he preferred to skip it. He helped me to clean up the table and said, “Sorry mom, I didn't have time for a shower earlier, I am sure you don’t mind if I take one now?” Winking at me.
“Well of course not…I want you to be licking clean," I laughed.
While he was taking his shower I went in the bedroom to slip into a sexy white see through outfit which I just had bought at ‘La vie en rose’. I wanted to look really sexy for our special night. I had rented a whole bunch of Mom/son porn flicks, which I intended to watch with him. I envisioned a really saucy night with him in the living room, watching the movies and rolling around, trying to reenact the scenes.
As I disrobed I discovered in horror that I was starting to have my menstruation. ”Oh no! No, no, no! How can this happen? This is going to ruin everything!”
The images of my planned evening were flashing in front of my eyes…fading away and leaving me with the grim reality of this unforeseen and unwanted development.
“Oh god, how can I save this evening?” I asked myself.
I stood there debating, on the verge of breaking out in tears. I wasn't sure what to do. I went in the bathroom, looked at him through the glass doors while he was taking his shower.
An innovative idea popped up unexpectedly, thrilling me with the possibilities of having a bloody adventure; fucking like savages in the shower. I opened the shower door, standing there and gazing at his exposed sex, I couldn't help but wanting to give into this crazy, devilish desire of mine.
The say: ‘Fools rush in where angels fear to tread’, but I was overcome with this burning lust, to fuck him no matter what…I didn't waist a second of my time to think about the positive or negative outcome. “Oh fuck it, just go for it!”
I told myself. I swiftly took off my negligee, threw it over to the sink and stepped in the shower.
“Oh mommy, I am so happy to do this with you again!” He exclaimed.
We started to wash each other like we did so many times before, lathering each other up and getting all worked up, rubbing our slippery bodies against each other like snakes. We kissed and nibbled on each others necks and ear lobes. I swiftly kissed my way over his chest, sucked his small nipples, one after the other. My son’s body squirmed under my touch. He cupped my face with his hands and brought it back up. We engaged in passionate wet tongue play, pulling on each others lips and tongues.
We were teasing and provoking each other to the point, where we both couldn't hold back any longer. I pressed myself against him and his cock went between my crotch and I moved slightly up and down on it. I pulled him closer, licked his neck and sunk my teeth into his flesh, and made him wince. I was so hot and randy. Fuck I wanted him!
Looking into his deep blue eyes I could see his desire and I encouraged him, “Oh yes baby, come-on let me feel you! Oh yes baby, do it, fuck your mommy!”
My son didn't hesitate for minute and pushed his hard young cock into my pussy. He stopped, closed his eyes and just remained like this for an instant.
”Ooooh mom! This feels so hot, so wet, so slushy, sooo gooood! Oh, mom, I missed fucking you!”
“Yes baby, fuck me! Fuck your mommy! I know you need it just as badly as I do. It’s been more than a week. Come-on baby, fuck me!”
My son started pushing his cock in and out my mushy pussy, enjoying every single thrust. Then he slowly accelerated pushing deeper and harder. I was leaning against the shower stall, holding him by his hips and moving in the same rhythm as him together and apart. We looked into each others eyes to fully experience the pleasures we were providing for each other.
“Oh my god baby, this feels soooo good, better than ever! Oh god, I want you to fuck me all night!” I screeched ecstatically.
Then at one point he looked down, and stopped abruptly. His eyes widened as if he was looking into the abyss, “Oh my god mom, you are bleeding!”
“Oh don’t worry baby. It’s okay! All the stress I had with moving, and I guess… I was just overly excited about tonight. But it doesn't matter, you can fuck me anyway. You enjoy it, don’t you baby? “
”Oh yes, of course I do! I love it!”
And we continued. It felt like my son was even more turned on then before. With a carnal look in his eyes, he started pounding me profusely, ramming me deep and hard, bringing me to a high plateau of extreme sensations, generating mind-blowing orgasms, one after another, just seconds apart. I nearly fainted and pushed him back. In a wheezing breath I begged him to slow down. We kissed and whispered sweet nothings into each others ears.
After a few minutes of tender kissing I regained my strength. I freed myself from his embrace, turned around and bent over mooning him, enticing him with my well rounded curves of my ass.
“Oh baby, fuck mommy from behind. Come-on baby, take me!”
My son held his cock in his hand, slowly torturing me by slapping it against my ass and my cunt, over and over again. Then finally, he slowly entered my soapy pussy again. Perversely thrilled he watched how his cock was going in and out off my cunt. He fucked me in this position for the longest time. Alternating from slow to fast, teasing me by taking his cock all the way out, and ramming it back in hilt deep. He was going at it like he was stung by a hive of bees. It was getting so hot and steamy and our sexual vocal sounds echoed loudly in this small confined space.
In ecstasy he panted,” Is that what you like, you filthy bitch?”
“Oh yes baby, just like that! This is so ruff and randy, so fucking good! I am so bloody horny, oh yeah give to me baby!”
My son grabbed me by my hips, slamming into me, grinding his pubic bones against my butt cheeks. My body trembled and my mind slipped away, as my body was ravished once again by the immense sensation of another wave of earth-shattering orgasms. The sexual energy soared at a maximum high. Our sweat-slicked bodies were clashing together with every thrust.
After bringing me to endless orgasms he roared like a lion. With our bodies trembling and shaking, he reached the summit. My pussy walls contracted and squeezed tight around his pulsating shaft, milking every last drop out of him. I could feel his hot sperm filling me up, so much that it was oozing out off my pussy and running down my inner thighs.
He embraced me from behind, holding me tight, trying to catch his breath. He was panting and stuttered, “Oh mommy, thank… thank you …so much! I will never…ever forget this crazy night!
“Nor will I. No matter what life will bring, I will always love you, you know that, don’t you baby?”
“Of course I do, mommy!”
After this frenzy of copulation, we let go of each other. As we looked at ourselves, we couldn't help but break out in a hysterical laughter …we were kind of messy. We quickly soaped up and washed ourselves thoroughly. Then we just stood there for a while, cooling off under the luck warm water.
After we toweled each other off, we slipped into some warm pajamas.
It wasn't the evening I had envisioned and so perfectly planned, but that’s life. You just have to go with the flow, be spontaneous and try to make the best out of every situation.
We adjourned to the living room and flopped down on the couch. Instead of watching the porn movies we cuddled up and watched some television. We had a few drinks and nuts, and celebrated tender twosome. It was so enjoyable being able to sit there and freely hold and touch each other, without having to hide.
We were both very contented and satisfied. When we went to bed that night, we slept together for the first time in my new bed, our bed!
I knew that this was only the beginning of a great journey, filled with forbidden lust and love. We kissed each other good night and fell asleep in a spooning position, like two lovers.
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