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 Mom's Pent-Up Passion Finds Fulfillment & Release In Son's Bed

   Joan...  I can't believe I am writing this...  but I fucked my son last
night...  and again today.

   If you had told me yesterday afternoon that I would do that...  I'd have
gotten really upset, cursed you, called you perverted, and said you were
crazy.  But I did it, I actually fucked my son.

   My name is Barbara.  I'm a 40-year-old woman.  Judging by the number of
come-ons I get, I guess I'm pretty good looking.  I keep in shape, and get
a lot of compliments on my body from men at my gym.  I'm married.  My
husband is a good provider, and I love him.  He's an engineer and sometimes
has to travel on various projects for extended periods of time...  a month
or more.

   In the last few years our sex life has slowed down...  though when we do
it, I'm usually satisfied.  Before last night, during the 18 years of our
marriage I've never been unfaithful to my husband.  My son Tim is sixteen.
He's a good looking kid with a nice personality, and he has no trouble
dating.  We get along great.  I guess we get along even better now!

   My husband is currently in South America on a project.  He's been gone
five weeks, and was supposed to come home last Thursday.  On Wednesday he
called to say there was a problem, and he wouldn't be back for at least
another week.  I was disappointed, and was starting to get very horny.

   While he has been gone I have begun to scan through various erotica
sites on the Internet.  I enjoy reading about what other people to for
variety i their sex lives...  although i never thought I would do any of
the more outlandish things I read about.

   I even started reading some of your "Family Fun" reports.  I found the
reports tobe interesting...  even stimulating...  but I never even
considered the possibility tht I would have sex with a family member other
than my husband.

   Yesterday, Saturday, I went to the movies with a girlfriend.  The movie
had some very erotic scenes.  I kept crossing and uncrossing my legs.  We
had dinner at a nice restaurant and were served by a good looking waiter
who kept looking at us suggestively...  winking and making casual, yet
propositioning, remarks.  Of course I didn't take him up on his sugestive
remarks.

   I got home about 7 PM.  My son, Tim, wasn't there.  I knew he was out on
a date.  I took a quick shower and then went to my bedroom.  I put on a
non-descriptive nightgown, and started reading one of the stories I had
printed out from your web site.  The story had some very graphic parts,
getting me hornier then ever.

   About 9 PM, I heard the door open.  "Tim!" I asked, alarm in my voice.

   "Yeah Mom!" He was home, and I could tell something was wrong.  "Come
here dear," I said.  He shuffled in.  "Is everything all right?  You are
home awfully early on a Saturday night."

   "Yeah Mom, everything's OK.  I had a fight with JoAnn.  I'd rather not
talk about it.  I just want to go to bed, OK?"

   "OK," I replied.  I was concerned.

   "Night Mom." He turned and left my bedroom.  I laid on my bed and tried
to return to my book.  I was worried about Tim.  It wasn't like him to come
home so early.  I decided to talk to him some more.  I got up, put on a
bulky terry cloth robe, and went to his bedroom.  I usually knock, but this
time I didn't.  I opened his bedroom door and saw Tim, naked, his cock in
his hand, jerking off.  I stopped dead in my tracks and stared at his
prick.

   "Mom!" he shouted, alarm in his voice.

   I snapped out of my fixation on my son's cock.  "Sorry Tim!" I quickly
turned and left his room, shutting the door behind me.  I gulped and leaned
against the hallway wall.  I had just seen my 16-year-old son's cock... 
hard as a rock!  It was much bigger than I expected!  I remembered him as a
child.  My heart was pounding.  I couldn't stop thinking about what I had
seen.  I went to the bathroom to wash my face with cold water to calm down.
I was shocked...  and I was so turned-on.

   I felt perverted...  but it didn't stop my thoughts.  I stared at my
face in the mirror.  My cunt was throbbing!  Suddenly, like my mind
snapped, I knew what I was going to do.  The loneliness of my husband's
absence, the movie, the waiter, the book was more than I could take.  My
mind could no longer control the needs of my body!

   My body was on fire as I left the bathroom and went to my bedroom.  I
quickly stripped naked, sat down at my vanity table and fixed my make-up. I
perfumed my body...  put on a skimpy silk robe tied at the waist...  and
went back to Tim's room.  I was breathing heavily, and my head was
pounding.

   I knocked on his door.  "Tim, may I come in?"

   "Please Mom, go away.  Let's talk in the morning!"

   Not to be denied...  "Please Tim, we should talk NOW!  Please!"

   He was silent for a couple of seconds, then said, "OK, come in." There
was irritation in his voice.

   Like a bitch in heat, I opened the door.  He was sitting on his bed, in
his pajama bottoms.  Tim sleeps that way.  I walked to his bed and sat down
on the side.  My robe slid up, completely exposing my legs...  and barely
covering my hot, throbbing cunt.  "Tim, I'm sorry for barging in before," I
said softly, trying to keep the tension I felt from my voice.  "I should
have knocked, but I was concerned about you."

   "You embarrassed me Mom!" He was almost in tears.

   "Please Tim, you shouldn't be embarrassed.  What you were doing is
natural.  All boys do it.  Even men.  Even girls!"

   "It's private!"

   "I know...  and I'm sorry."

   He didn't say anything for several seconds...  then, "Its OK Mom." The
strain was out of his voice.

   I didn't know where to go from there, but for some reason I asked, "did
you finish."

   "MOM!!"

   "Please honey, I'm your mother.  I know now that you do it.  Please
answer."

   Embarrassment in his voice he said, "No!  You stopped me."

   Inside I was happy...  more for me!  "I'm sorry baby.  Come here and
let's talk for a while." I patted the bed next to me.  It was on the side
of my robe that had opened.  Tim got up and sat down beside me.

   'Now or never!' I thought to myself.  That was my last chance to back
out, and I didn't take it.  I leaned forward ever so slightly, knowing my
robe would open, exposing my bare breast to my son.  I felt my nipple
harden as I moved.  "Tim..." I said as I looked into his face.  He turned
to face at me.  I could tell by his look that he had noticed my naked
breast.  He didn't try to warn me of my exposure.  So far, so good, I
thought.

   I continued...  "You shouldn't be embarrassed.  We all have needs.  When
someone else can't satisfy them, sometimes, we have to satisfy ourselves.
It's just natural." He sat there, looking at me, and glancing down at my
breast and legs.  I looked at his crotch.  I saw he was getting hard inside
his pajamas.

   My voice was trembling when I said softly, "Tim, what you were doing
excited me terribly.  Your...  your penis excited me.  Please Tim, please
let me see it again...  please!" THERE!  I had said it!  I was almost
whimpering.

   Tim seemed shocked.  "Mom!" His voice was hoarse, "That's not right!"

   Joan, thinking back on some of the "Family Fun" stories I had read on
your web site, I confidently said, "Tim, what we do together will remain
between us.  Is it right for you to look at my breast like you're doing? 
Yes Tim...  it's all right because it's my breast, and it's all right by
me. It doesn't matter what someone else thinks."

   He was taken aback by my knowing he was looking at my breast.  He
stopped staring momentarily, then looked at my breast again.  "Please
Tim... let me look at your prick!" He sat silent and rigid for several
seconds.  Then as if in a trance, not saying a word, he moved his hand to
the opening in his pajamas, rearranged it slightly, and brought his cock
out.

   It was stiff as can be, at least 6-inches long!  My cunt was quivering
as never before!  I stared down at it and said, "God Tim!  Your cock is so
beautiful!" Without asking, I reached over and took my son's hard prick in
my hand.  I stroked it gently.  Tim's whole body stiffened.  "Relax baby,
let mommy take care of you!" I cooed.

   I ran my fingers over the length of his young prick, exploring every
inch, every ridge, every fold.  I firmly grasped it and stroked.  With my
other hand, I undid the belt on my robe and opened it wide, slipping it
from my shoulders.  I was naked for my son.

   He gasped in amazement.  I could see him looking down at my cunt.  I
took his hand and brought it to my breast.  He started squeezing it gently,
touching my tit flesh and my hard nipple.  Soon his hand was moving all
over my breast!

   The hand job I was giving my son produced a drop of pre-cum on his cock
tip.  "Look!" I pointed to it.  He looked at me licking my lips, then
looked down at the pre-cum on his prick.  I released his cock, and moved my
finger tip to his piss hole, scooping the sticky fluid up.  I brought my
finger to my mouth and Tim watched as I licked his cock juice into my
mouth.

   "God Tim!" I groaned, "you taste so good!" I slipped off the bed and got
on my knees before him.  I bent over and kissed the tip of his cock.  "Lift
up!" I told him.  He did, and I pulled his pajamas off, tossing them aside.


   I reached up, took his cockshaft in my hand and began stroking it.  I
ran my fingers up and down my son's hard shaft.  His cock amazed me.  It
was so perfectly shaped, and it was my son's!

   I moved my hand to his balls and gently caressed them.  Then I moved my
face to his cockhead.  My heart was beating rapidly as my silky tongue
emerged from between my lips.  Then...  ever so slowly...  my tongue
touched the underside of his cock.  I tasted my son's prick!

   Unsure of myself, I licked cautiously at his hard shaft.  I got more and
more excited at what I was doing.  My lips caressed his prick.  I kissed
his cock from its head to its root...  and back to the head.  I opened my
mouth wide, moved my lips to his cockhead and sucked my son's cockmeat into
my mouth...  as I looked up to see that he had closed his eyes.

   Tim groaned in ecstasy!  My soft, red painted lips closed around my
son's cock.  I couldn't believe what I was doing!  I felt his prick quiver
as my tongue moved along the shaft.  His cock tasted and smelled so
musky... so good!  I moved my head back and forth, sucking as much of his
young cockshaft into my throat as possible.  My moist, watery mouth covered
his prick with hot saliva.  His mushroom-shaped cockhead grew larger and
more resilient with each passing second.

   The rhythmic sucking and milking of my wet mouth made Tim's prick
continue to enlarge.  He was moving his hips back and forth as my mouth
aroused him further.  I kept my eyes open.  His pubic hair just inches from
my lips.  I stopped sucking on him for a few moments.  I kept my hand on
his cock, gently stroking...  but I pulled my head back so I could see its
full length.

   Holding his cock near its root...  I looked at it closely.  I judged
that it was at over 6-inches in length.  It was almost as large as my
husband's cock.  Tim's rigid cock glistened with my saliva.  I stroked it
with my hand, keeping it erect and hot.

   "Oh god Mom!" Tim panted, "Keep doing it!  Keep sucking my cock!" I
found his words terribly exciting.

   I returned my mouth to Tim's hard dick.  I licked and kissed the
underside from the base to the head.  When my lips reached his cockhead,
there were drops of pre-cum oozing out again.  I used my tongue to scoop
Tim's pre-cum into my mouth...  and swallowed it.

   The cocksucking act I was performing on my son was the most exciting...
most outrageous thing I have ever done.  My cunt was throbbing, and I felt
pussy juice running down my legs.  My nipples were hard and erect.  I was
really getting into it...  desperately wanting to please my son!  I wanted
to taste his cum!

   At that point my son was looking down at me, watching his cock slide in
and out of his mother's mouth.  He watched my head bobbing back and forth
as my lips held his cockshaft tightly...  and my tongue flicked madly at
the sensitive underside of his prick.

   When my lips neared the root, I wanted to suck his beautiful balls. 
Still stroking his cockshaft with my hand, I moved my mouth over to his
cum-filled balls, and licked at his scrotum sack.  Then I sucked one of his
balls into my mouth, along with his soft curly pubic hair.  My tongue and
lips gently sucked first one cum-filled ball...  then I switched to the
other.

   When I thought I had sucked on his balls enough, I kissed and licked
each one gently before returning my mouth to his cockhead.  I could feel
Tim looking down at me and watching his cock sliding in and out of his
mother's mouth.  He was groaning uncontrollably, and thrusting his hips
toward me.  I looked up at my son and saw him watching me suck his cock. 
Our eyes met and I could see the passion there!

   After a few moments, Tim had his entire cock in my mouth.  My nose was
buried in his pubic hair.  He held my head steady, and pistoned his entire
cockshaft rapidly in and out of my mouth.  He fucked my accepting mouth for
several minutes, driving his cock deep into my throat.  My tongue licked
and flicked along the underside of his cock as he reamed it in and out of
my throat, satisfying my cock-hungry mouth.  I couldn't believe this was my
gentle, loving son!  Fucking his mother's mouth like a man possessed.  But
I loved it!

   "I'm gonna cum, Mom!" Tim panted.  I sucked harder.  I knew the next
moments were beyond his control, that any second it would be over.  Only a
few seconds more...

   "NOW Mom, NOW!!" he screamed.  Tim's prick exploded in my mouth, filling
it with his sperm.  His cum-filled balls spurted three or four large loads
of their precious fluid into my mouth.

   Slowly, I got up and sat next to Tim on his bed.  "That was wonderful
Mom!  No one ever did that for me before!" Then he continued.  "As a mater
of fact, that's why I came home early tonight, and was so horny.  I had
tried to just play with my date's tits and get her to play with my cock. 
She got angry at my suggestion, and asked me to take her home."

   I smiled at Tim, and hugged him to me.  "I'm sorry your date didn't go
well.  But, helping you relieve that sexual tension and giving you
pleasure...  was my pleasure Tim.  I enjoyed it too.  See!" I took his hand
and put it between my legs.  His fingers quickly found their way in between
my pussy lips.  His fingers felt soooo good.  "Tim, I need you to do the
same for me!"

   "OK Mom, but I'v never done that before!"

   "Don't worry, I'll tell you how!" I scrambled onto his bed and laid
down, spreading my legs wide.

   Tim laid his head on my tummy, and began licking as he moved down to
where his fingers were exploring.  I could tell that he was studying my
pussy both with his eyes and his fingers.  "Just do what comes naturally!"
I begged.  Tim extended his tongue and took his first taste of my pussy. 
The flat of his tongue swept between my cunt lips.  That brought a gasp
from my throat.  My hand moved behind my head and I tilted myself so I
could watch my son minister to my aching pussy.

   Tim was getting into it!  He found and lapped at my clit.  I moaned and
squirmed in ecstasy on my son's bed.  He started to tongue-fuck me.  I
could hardly believe that it was really me, laying on my son's bed,
debasing myself, letting my son...  my baby...  lick my pussy.  It was
something I never would have dreamed possible.  But, I couldn't stop myself
from crying out in passion when Tim again took the rigid little bud of my
clit between his teeth and began to titillate it with his tongue.

   "Oh God!  Oh God!  Oh God!" I gasped repeatedly, arching my back off the
bed, forcing my helplessly-aroused pussy against Tim's face and tongue.  My
whole shameless, writhing body seemed on fire by then.  I didn't care who
was doing it to me.  I just wanted to cum!

   "Ohhh Tim, I'm cumming!!!  I'M CUMMINGGG!!!!" I chanted mindlessly as my
hands entwined themselves in Tim's hair.  Never before had I experienced
such a wildly exciting rapture.  Finally, he was finished.  Tim's tongue
stopped licked my pussy, and he slowly pulled his head back...  staring at
my hot swollen pubes.

   It was over.  I wasn't a maniacal, sex-starved bitch anymore.  I had
just been eaten out by my own son, after I had sucked his cock...  much
like I had read about other mothers doing with their sons...  but that I
never thought I would do.

   As the tremors in my satiated body began to subside, the pleasure he had
just given me made me ashamed of myself.  Trying to catch my breath, I laid
there, on my son's bed, my legs spread wide, trying to understand what I
had just done!  I closed my legs in embarrassment.

   Tim scrambled up and laid down beside me.  "For a beginner, you're
pretty damn good," I told him as I laughed nervously...  not knowing what
else to say.

   "Thanks Mom, you taste great!" Tim told me as he smiled.  He leaned over
and kissed me on my mouth.  His lips were parted, and his tongue wormed
out. His hand came up and cupped my breast.  "Tim,!  I started to protest
softly.  But he took my hand and brought it to his cock.  It was hard
again. I had started it, and I couldn't stop it at that point.  I opened my
mouth and his tongue slipped in...  intertwining with my own.  I tasted my
cunt juices on his lips.

   I grasped his cock firmly and began to gently stroke it.  His hand
massaged my tit flesh as our tongues played with one another.  I felt the
telltale twinge in my pussy as my arousal began to grow again...  and my
trembling thighs moved limply apart.

   Without saying a word, Tim rolled on top of me, his warm young body
crushing me into his bed.  My hard nipples pushed into his strong young
chest.  His tongue continued to probe deeply in my mouth.  We were kissing
passionately, mother and son...  and...  I wanted him!  My cunt was ablaze
again!

   Once more, I didn't care that what we were doing was obscene by the
standards of most people.  I wanted my son to fuck me!

   I kept stroking his cock.  He was groaning in response to the firm
pressure of my fingers.  Tim's mouth pulled away from mine and he kissed
his way down to my breasts, sucking one of my hard nipples between his
lips, as his fingers slid down my body, separating my hot cunt lips...  and
entering my pussy.

   "Ohhhh!  Yessss!" I cried, "That feels so good!" Tim's fingers found my
clit again and began rubbing it.  It cringed in sheer passion.  I stroked
his cock faster.

   "Do it to me Tim!  I need it!  Do it to me!" I whispered.  My hand
guided his cock to my wet pussy.  I moaned as I felt his cock pushing
against my opening.  My son was about to fuck me, and at that point I
wanted him more than anyone ever in my life!

   I lifted my hips up to capture his cock as it slid into my cunt.  The
membranes of my cunt walls came alive as they sucked my son's strong, hard,
young cock inside.  His lips crushed down on mine, and we kissed like the
new lovers we were...  as my hands went to his ass, pushing his cock
further into my cunt.

   Soon Tim's prick was completely inside my cunt.  He began to pump it
back and forth, stroking my pussy canal with his hard cock.  I moaned
softly at the feeling of being fucked...  by my son.  He was so
inexperienced, his cock moved from side to side in me.  I whispered, "Take
it easy.  You're doing fine.  Go slower Tim." He listened to my
instructions and slowed his cock strokes.  I moved my hips to meet his hard
thrusts.

   Tim was grunting and groaning.  He was kissing my neck as he fucked me.
I flexed my cunt muscles and tried to hold his cock with my pussy.  Tim
moaned at what I knew to be a titillating sensation on his prick.  I
reached between my legs and caressed his balls as he continued to fuck into
me.

   "That's it Tim.  Fuck me.  Make me cum!  Do it to me Tim!  Fuck
meeee!!!!" I was really into it as I felt the twinges in my cunt growing
into what I knew would be a massive orgasm.

   Tim responded to my pleas by pushing further into me.  I ground my cunt
against him and felt his prick press deeper and deeper into my pussy. 
"That's it Tim, just a little more...  a little more!" I moaned, as I
bucked harder against him.  My cunt was on fire as my wet pussy sucked his
cock inside of me.  Then my cunt erupted and bathed my son's cock in its
sweet gooey nectar.  My hips jerked wildly, and my belly spasmed.

   Surprisingly, Tim kept fucking me slowly...  deep and hard...  as my
head stopped spinning from the pleasure of my second son-induced orgasm. 
My hips moved my cunt, trying to suck the hot cum I wanted so badly from
his cock.  Tim started fucking me faster, faster, faster.  Then he pushed
really hard into me.  I could tell by the way his hips were jerking that he
too was cumming.

   I squeezed his prick with my pussy walls, and he reacted by groaning and
groaning.  I could feel the cum pulsing out of his cock and against the
inner walls of my pussy.  The look on Tim's face, and the deep movement of
his cock in me made me cum again.  Joan...  I've got to tell you...  that
was the best fuck I ever had in my life.  And it was my son who was giving
it to me.

   Tim continued to fuck in and out of my cunt for at least another minute,
giving me all of his hot sticky load.  We were bathed in sweat...  mother
and son...  locked in sexual union, his cock still completely inside of my
cunt.

   Tim laid on me for several minutes, kissing me and telling me how
wonderful it was.  I kissed him back, gently licking his ear and telling
him that he was the best.  Then he rolled off of me.  His cock made a
popping sound as it pulled out of me.  He laid beside me and we held hands
for several minutes, not speaking, each of us contemplating what we had
just done.  I didn't know whether or not I should feel ashamed.  It had
felt so damn good!  I couldn't figure what Tim was thinking.

   Finally, I whispered to him, "Tim, I'm going to take a shower now." Tim
didn't say anything.  Nor did he react when I got off his bed.  I didn't
bother to put on my robe.  He watched me as I left his room.

   I turned the water on very hot in the shower, and got in.  I was soaping
myself when Tim, got in with me.  I was about to question him when he took
the soap and began caressing my body with it, feeling me up all over.  I
let him squeeze my breasts and my ass and finger my cunt.  Then I did him.
His cock was fully erect again when I touched it.

   He put his hands on my shoulders and gently pushed me down to my knees,
his hard prick inches from my mouth.  In the shower, the water beating down
on my back, I gave my son another blow job.  I was surprised at how much
cum he shot into my mouth...  as I had already blown him, and then fucked
him.  It was a lot.

   We finished our shower and dried each other off.  As we left the
bathroom, he asked, "Mom, can I sleep with you tonight?" I really thought
it would be a bad idea, but didn't know how to tell him.

   "All right," I gave in.  Tim smiled and followed me into my bedroom.  He
got into my bed naked.  I was going to put on a nightgown...  but I didn't.
I crawled into bed next to him, snuggled with him for a moment, and said
gently, "good night Tim." He had another idea.  He leaned over and kissed
my lips.  His tongue slipped into my mouth, and his hands were on my
breasts.  In a few minutes he was fucking me again, depositing another
large load of cum inside my cock-hungry cunt.  I couldn't believe it...  he
brought me off again!

   After he finished fucking me he said, "Goodnight Mom!" Then he quickly
drifted off to sleep.  I lay awake thinking about what we...  what I... 
had done.  I didn't feel bad or evil.  My body was aglow as I too fell
asleep, my son next to me.

   At some point during the night, Tim woke me with his kisses.  Then he
fucked me again.  In the morning, before we got out of bed, we fucked once
more.  I made breakfast in the nude...  and while he ate it, I blew him
again.  I was amazed at how little time he needed to get hard again...  and
how much cum he generated.  I guess that's youth.  After breakfast we went
upstairs and fucked again.

   We laid in bed afterwards, touching each other, kissing and talking of
what we had done...  and about the future.  We agreed not to fuck when
Tim's father was home...  nor would we ever talk about it.  Tim promised to
go out with girls and try to have a normal relationships with them.

   Tim is in his room now, doing his homework for tomorrow.  I told him I'd
fuck him again after he finished...  but not to rush.

   I'm glad I found your web site, and read about those other mothers and
sons giving pleasure to each other.  Althought I never thought I would be
involved in mother-son intimacy, the stories I read made me more open to
the idea when the opportunity presented itself.

   While Tim was in school today I sat down at my computer and wrote much
of this.  I want to finish my report and get this off to you while this new
experience is fresh in my memory...  and before Tim finishes his
homework... and wants to renew our play.

   Barbara