During my son’s early teen years I noticed while
cleaning his wash, Tommy’s bed sheets and pajamas
bottoms were constantly being soiled. I figured since
he was eating cookies with milk in bed as of late, he
was just spilling some of the contents from the glass.
Upon closer examination of the fresh stains I realized
the blemish was sticky and somewhat clear.
I skated by index finger through the moist fluid
rubbing it between my finger and thumb feeling the
cool, slick lubrication. I immediately knew what it
was, my beautiful son’s creamy, smooth jizz!
To be touching my young boy’s seed. My face felt
extremely hot. I thought I was to pass out with such a
rush of unnatural excitement!
My next immoral action which I was about to perform was
a step in my relationship with Tommy I will never be
able to change back from, i.e. a traditional mother-son
bond.
I dared myself as I touched my glazed sperm soaked
finger to my lips covering both upper and lower evenly
is slow elliptical motions sampling the tang of his
semen with the tip of my tongue.
It tasted wonderful! I couldn’t believe how different
his cum tasted, it more a neutral than overpowering and
almost sweet. Quite pleasant, a change from several
hundred loads of bitter tasting sperm I’ve swallowed
throughout my thirty-five years of life.
But it wasn’t just the zest of Tommy’s cream that was
exciting me, It was the portrayal of being so slutty
for my young son’s cum. Purely a incestuous, depraved,
and in my mind a erotic act!
My intension wasn’t to involve my innocent little Tommy
in lascivious behavior with his dirty, dirty mother. So
I kept my craving for his cum from him, (not that he
would understand anyway)!
Over the next couple of years my ritual would consist
of hunting and gathering. When opportunity would
permit, (usually weekly)! Either on wash day or when my
home was freshly empty. I would check to see if my son
would make anymore virginal deposits for me
.
Before I would wash the fabric I would take cleaned and
empty 35mm film containers and scrape all his moist cum
off. I placed my treasure in the back of the freezer
along with my other trophies that were gathered for
several months to be used at a later time.
As Tommy grew older reaching 18 years, his volume of
sperm increased substantially. He went from filling the
bottom of a teaspoon to secreting two tablespoons
regularly. I was curious as to what means he is
producing it, whether masturbation or nocturnal
emissions.
Occasionally at night I would silently listen outside
his bedroom door to see if I could hear the tell tail
signs of him pleasuring himself, but so far I heard
nothing.
Then one month to my disappointment all his milky
secretions stopped! But then I found more and more
used and dried tissues in his waste basket next to his
computer. (A good half a box worth)! Naturally I
figured Tommy was stroking to some porn he liked on the
web. I was very intrigued and with the house empty I
decided to investigate what would make him spurt!
I opened up his history file and visited his precious
websites. I was extremely shocked! As it turns out my
faultless adolescent isn’t innocent after all.
The first websites content I looked at was all about
SandM. The pictures portrayed physically and mentally
abused, beautiful women dressed in form fitting clothes
such as leather, latex, PVC, and other plastic or
rubber items. They were depicted in varying degrees of
distress. Bound and gagged, ropes wrapped painfully
tight around the breasts, or made to lick the bottom of
their masters gleaming high heeled boots. Feeling
horrified I thought “Is this my little boy fantasizes
about?”
This was only the beginning of my investigation and as
I dove further along, I became afraid of what I might
find out about my Tommy’s sexual psyche!
Much more was reviled to me when I opened up several
other websites consisting of fully clothed older women
dressed in incredibly provocative attire sucking off
and jerking younger men to the point of orgasm.
Now my emotions turned from dismay to pure sexual
excitement!
I plunged further and further and found an incest story
website that also contained an open forum which people
could talk and share information about the subject of
“family loving.”
Searching through the forum I noticed much to my
surprise Tommy himself had a lot of postings,
cautiously I decided to read them.
My pussy warmed up when I read my son lately was
leaving me his personal little presents around the
house, (he secretly hoped for the possibility of me
catching him). Which consisted of him Cumming in my
flirtatious high heels as well with my sexy, black,
silk panties that were buried at the bottom of my
dresser drawer (I designated to wear them for special
occasions with different boyfriends)?
I always knew It was perfectly normal for a teenager to
masturbate (God knows I did by fair share of exploring
my body)! But I didn’t think I was common for them to
mark there territory?
I read on…
Tommy wrote, “Underneath my mom’s loose comfortable
clothes, is the sultriest whore.” Then he added “she
just don’t know it yet.”
Now I’ve never done this before without manual
stimulation, but I was on the verge of having a full
blown orgasm!
Just the thought of Tommy writing his desirers in this
type of forum gave me the blissfully, soulful feeling
of stimulating my eraser sized clit.
I wanted to cum, right here and right now, in front of
the very same computer by son wrote from his heart’s
sexual appetite. I ran downstairs to the freezer in
which his sperm was stored, frozen. Impatiens was
getting to the best of me while waiting for the
container to warm in the microwave. (Ding! It’s done).
I ran upstairs to my bedroom first retrieving my 1 foot
tall 3 inch wide battery operated vibrating dildo I
affectionately called “Kong” my big friend used 6d
sized batteries to make it function. I had discarded
both my jeans and panties before I returned to Tommy’s
room as I had anticipated a great climax with my son’s
micro waved, sweet discharge in one hand and “Kong” in
the other.
As I sat down I tilted back Tommy’s comfy, leather
office chair momentarily alarmed as it felt cool to my
naked backside.
Sitting as far back as I could, I extended my very
feminine well toned legs to his close hamper along side
of the desk. Spread enough to have full access to my
baby smooth pussy.
Now my next action will probably shock you. My thoughts
were that I nuked hi spunk a little too long as I
removed the lid and poured approximately half of the
filled canister dripping with Tommy’s very hot slippery
seed on “Kong.”
My cunt was gushing as I evenly coated the top 6 inches
of it with my right hand cooling it down and working
into a nice greasy glaze, I made sure there was an
extra healthy dollop of jizz at the head!
My left hand had easy access to the computer’s mouse so
I could read some more of Tommy’s fantasies for my
primary stimulation.
With my silent black friend fully lubed, I gently
rubbed the head of Kong up and down my pussy lips
making them slippery before pushing it past the
entrance. I rotated it in half circles in order to push
Kong in 3 inches which strained my lips to the limit
due to its massive girth.
I was being mindful of my right hands actions all the
while focusing my attention on the computer’s monitor
scrolling the mouse for Tommy’s next thread entry, and
there it was! An attachment next to his name and it
said, “My mommy pix.”
Almost panting with my anticipation! “What could this
download contain,” I asked myself?
When I opened up the files I unwittingly noticed how
far I was penetrating “Kong” into my dark place.
With long, smooth, fluid strokes automatically twisting
“Kong” and burrowing it deeper and deeper into my large
capacity cunny. “Damn Tommy’s sweet cum makes an
awesome lube, I’ve never been able to take 10 inches of
it without it hurting a little,” I thought!
All Tommy’s pictures lay open for my review (and the
world for that matter). I clicked on the thumbnail to
produce a larger image and I was impassioned and
mortified at what I saw in front of me!
Apparently my stealthy little boy was taking pictures
of me showering, sleeping, masturbating, and fucking
one of my old lovers which I haven’t done in 4 years.
I uttered something from my lips, “how long has this
been going on?”
Overwrought with too much mental stimuli I felt a
medium sized convulsion in the deepest reaches of my
pussy. Not quite a full cum but a very good prelude!
I viewed more of his arousing pictures and I came
across some of him marking his territory on my clothes,
Shoes, boots, and even my bedroom pillow. (I always
thought that the stains left on my pillowcase were
drool from my sleep).
Finally I saw the series of 15 pictures of Tommy boy
jerking his small pubescent dick on top of “Kong.”
I clicked on my vibrating feature and increased the
pace of my strokes in an almost desperate move to get
the maximum feeling of my impending orgasm!
And now the last picture that sent me over the edge was
Tommy’s 5 inch prick sperming all over my giant dildo,
I studied how his thin, pearly fluid contrasted against
the slick, blackness of the rubber; it looked like he
drizzled icing on a cake.
Listening to the frequency changes of my dildo’s motor
reducing it to a very low grinding tone buried to my
cervix I kept it up there, (it almost sounded like it
was going to stall)!
A warm felling of pleasure overcame me, overriding all
my automatic bodily functions.
The most powerful cum I ever had happened beyond by
control I couldn’t think or move all I did was spasm in
the confines of my son’s leather chair.
After shutting off “Kong” (I had to, my cunny was way
too sensitive) I looked down at my pussy after several
minutes passed and removed my giant black beast slowly
with a squishy POP.
My vagina slowly oozed all its fluid onto Tommy’s black
chair. (My juices and his mixed all together) how
erotic is that?
I left it there for him to see when he got home from
school. THE CHARADE IS OVER!