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If you are looking for a long-drawn-out story of wild sex between a mother and her son this isn't it. I try to keep reality in mind as best I can when I write but sometimes I still get a little carried away.
I think this one is probably the most believable I have written to date. It is very short and I apologize if that is not to your taste but it was just something that I was feeling at the moment so I simply wrote it down right quick. There may be more one day, who knows.
Your comments are always welcome as usual, I respect the negative as well as the positive.
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As a fifty-three-year-old recently widowed mother of a soon-to-be nineteen-year-old son, it was pretty obvious to most that my childbearing years had come a bit later in life. At thirty-five years of age, I had all but resolved to not even have a child that late in the game, but sometimes life has a way of making the tough decisions for us.
As someone soon to be considered a senior citizen I wasn't going to win any beauty contest, but I was still a fairly nice-looking woman with shoulder-length auburn hair with just a little gray here and there. I didn't have overly large breasts, Girne Escort but they were ample enough thirty-eight c cups that still stood somewhat firm with minimal sag due to just the one child and not breastfeeding.
I'm not sure exactly when or why my sexual needs slowly began to increase after my husband's death, he had been twelve years older than me so at sixty-five it's not like he was dicking me down three times a day or anything like that, but still, I felt urges from time to time.
It all began so slowly and thoughtlessly that it must have been weeks before I gradually began to realize that the going braless from time to time or failing to fasten a button or two here and there were becoming quite routine for me and that there was only one other person in the house that this type of behavior could be directed towards.
I was a bit shocked at first but quickly brushed it all off as just ridiculous.
I tried my best to move on but soon found myself anticipating Jimmy's return from school each day so I could re-examine the bulge beneath his shorts just as I had done earlier that morning before he left.
I guess when Magosa Escort the pandemic suddenly hit, and the virus forced me to began work from home and with all of Jimmy's classes also finishing up online is when things suddenly seemed to escalate and pick up the pace a little.
It was late spring already and it was quite hot outside so we both seemed to ramble about the house a little more underdressed than usual. Me often enough still in my nightclothes until late in the morning and Jimmy just in a pair of thin sweatpants or shorts and going commando beneath them most of the time.
We often sat side by side on the couch at night watching tv and sharing a bowl of popcorn or some other kind of snack. I would often eventually turn slightly away and let my short nightgown rise as I pulled my knees up towards my chest and allow Jimmy a peek at my panties and a brief view of a little wisp of pubic hair now and then from behind before quickly reaching back and pulling it down again from time to time.
When my panties were good and wet from this little game I would quickly examine Jimmy's hard-on beneath his pants as I slowly excused Kıbrıs Escort myself for bed where I would lie in the dark and masturbate two or three times a night sometimes.
I kept it all as discrete as possible and I felt that my secret feelings towards my son and his hard cock were locked safely within me as long as I didn't suddenly fold one of these sultry nights and beg him to fuck me silly with it!
I knew I could never own up to my true feelings about this to Jimmy. Oh, I wanted him to fuck me alright but it just wasn't a possibility for me to admit it to him or make the first move on the matter, I just didn't have it in me and it was just that plain and simple.
As time slowly moved on I had become as brazen as I dared and had gone as far as I possibly could a little at a time exposing myself. I suddenly realized one night as I lay in bed masturbating like a teenager that should it really happen and even after the fact I would never be able to admit to Jimmy that I had actually wanted him to fuck me. It just wasn't going to be possible for me to admit that, not now or ever!
Then one night it suddenly dawned on me that I desperately wanted my son Jimmy to rape me.
Hell, who was I kidding, I desperately needed him to rape me!
I remember drifting off to sleep that night wondering how I was going to pull off being reluctantly raped while I was cumming!
The End
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