e massage. About 15mins later she asked if I felt better? I said yes she said good that she had to go to the bathroom. She stood up and went into her bathroom which  was about 4 feet from the bed and without closing the door dropped her pants and set down to pee I watched everything and just layed there when she came back to take a seat on the bed I was fully sprawled out across the bed looking up at mom. She sat back at the computer and did nothing else for about an hour. I then slipped under the covers and put my hands down my pants and played with myself alitttle while my mom was above the covers not paying any attention so I pretended to fall asleep. About 2 hours later my mom tried to wake me up to leave her room so she could go to bed but I just acted like I was asleep and eventually she gave up and got under the covers. After faking being asleep for what felt like forever mom rolled over in bed and whisperd to me asking if I was awake but I didn’t do anything but pretend to snore. She layed there for a few more minutes then she shook me and said the same thing “john are you awake?” then after no response from me I could feel her fidjitting under the covers then I herd her slip her sweatpants down and start rocking back and forth which was obviously her fingering herself, Right next to me! After alittle while she started panting and breathing hard but still really soft (probally so she didn’t wake me). Then she stoped and fell asleep with her pants still down. After what once again felt like forever I started to jack off under the sheets and before long I had cum all over my stomach. I reached up on the head board oh so carefully searching for some tisues but the box was empty. Shit I said softly right as my mom turned over and put her face inches from mine and wrapped her right leg around mine pinning me in. she snore lightly with her mouth barley open. I stuck my finger under the covers and ran it over the cum all over my stomach and scoped up allitle blob with my finger and brought it above the covers and over my mothers face and let a drop drip into her open mouth then I stuck the finger in her mouth and swished it around until my finger was cleaned. This time I scoped up all most all of the cum with my palm and wiped it over my moms lips and with my finger rubbed inside her mouth. Then without thinking I put my mouth over hers ant started licking up the cum then beging kissing her with my tounge but she still didn’t wake up, so i fingererd her while i fed her the rest of my cum then I pulled my pants up and went to sleep. In the morning she never said anything about it and I don’t think she ever will know.....

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ich was good and I hoped she had too. She came into my room afterwards, I was reading a book for english class, I put down my book and she said,
"Matt, remember to knock before you enter a room, or this stuff happens."
"I'm really sorry, and I feel kind of weird now." I said.
"Well dont," she said and smiled as she closed my door.
I had mostly forgotten about the situation, but when I masturbate or fuck, images of her come into my head every now and then.
My name is Matthew, I'm 5'10", I'm 15, slightly built, and I have an 8 inch cock and 6 inches around when fully erect.
My name is Matthew and I'm an only child.
One morning I was taking my shower, and we had just gotten back from camping, so everything was scattered throughout the house from where someone dumped it and forgot about it. I was beating one off because I hadn't done it in a while. I heard a knock on the door, and I said,
"What," in the calm voice I ussualy have. My mom was saying that
"I need to grab my tooth brush, I think it might've got mixed with your stuff." There was a short pause and I said,
"Uhh, can you wait a little bit?"
"No, I feel all groudy if I dont brush my teeth after a shower." I didnt answer.
"I promise I wont look, I'll only grab my tooth brush and be on my way." There was another pause, and I sighed.
"Okay." She opened the door, she was in a bath robe, and immediately went to the counter and grabbed a blue and white toothbrush, I could see every curve, she was perfect. She quickly turned around, but in the direction I was standing, in the shower. My cock had shrunk slightly but still stood at about 7 inches and was throbbing. She let out a little gasp, and double took and quickly walked out of the bathroom and slammmed the door. I could feel butterflies in my stomach, not thinking about it, my cock was down to it's flaccid 6 inches, and I finished my shower. I took a long time to finish because I felt weird about what had happened. When I got out my mom was dressed and talking on the phone about something or other, to whoever, I didnt really care. She looked at me and stuttered, maybe I was just analyzing it to much, maybe it was something the person the other line said, but it would have gone unnoticed to someone who wasnt looking for it. She finished her conversation and said.
"How was your shower Mat?"
"Good," I said, "How are your teeth?"
She smiled, "Status Que."
My mom was like a genius, she was so smart, I had no idea what status que meant, but I just smiled. She wasnt like a stereotypical genius like the ones you'd see on TV. She was beautiful, 5'7", silky-dirty blonde hair, not to skinny, complection of the gods, and when she smiled, straight pearly white teeth, the kind that blind curious men.
At about 9-o-clock, i was bushed, Skip had got home from work and made us some fancy french thing that tasted awsome. I laid down on my bed and went to sleep straight away.
When my clock struck mid-night, a sound could be heard, it was quiet enough not to wake me. My door creaked open. Standing in the entrance was a beautiful woman, my mom. She looked around as if she were about to steal something. Skip was probably deep asleep and snoring, like I was. She crept over to my bed and appeared to be contemplating something, a conundrum. She seemed to have made up her mind when she knelt down beside me and tugged on my pajama bottoms till they rolled past my flaccid cock. Her eyes widened. I had gone commando. It was still huge when limp. I rolled over in my sleep, and when I stopped my cock was right in her face and hanging off the side of my leg. She stared breathlessly at my dick. Her hand reached towards it and stopped half way, she was seemed to be in a mental slur, she reach some more and stop, and reach some more and stop, until she touched the tips of her fingers to it. This time she stopped a long time, but finally let lust get better of her. She slowly took my cock in her hand. It was warm. A smile crept across her face, when suddenly, the limp cock that lay there, grew and hardended, I was having a nocturnal emission, she stopped breathing. And looked around for some sign of what had happened, she looked at my face, expressionless. Her went back to my dick, throbbing, she licked her lips, wanting so much to make that mountain hers, but she didnt. She took my dick in her hands and placed it gently back into my pajamas. And quietly shut the door to my room.
I woke up the next morning, and rubbed my eyes, my cock was sitting uncomfortably, so I reached in my pants and readjusted. I walked into the kitchen to see my mom preparing coffee. She turned around and asked.
"Did you sleep good?" with a sortof, I'm not sure if he knows that I snuck into his room and felt his dick, kind of tone. And I didnt know, so I didnt understand why she said it like that.
"I slept great." I told her, "Did you?"
"Not really, I was kind of restless," she told me, looking relieved.
"Well, I hope you have a good day then." She had to be at work in a few minutes, so she quickly grabbed her ppurse and whatever else, and walked out of the house. But before she closed the door she said.
"I will be home at three. I love you." She said, and I waved.
"You too."
I sat on the couch and watched some TV. Some show came on about tiny bunnies advenuring into the candy village, so I turned it off, and walked into my moms room. For no reason I just wanted to know what my moms breast size was. I looked into her dresser and found no bras, but a lot of thongs. I was hard almost instantly. Just looking at girls underware made me horny. My pajamas had a bulge coming through, like and irregularly growing mountain. I looked for one pair that covers your entire ass, and found none. I smiled. I looked through all the drawers and found a stash of dildos and porn. My spine tingled thinking about. I looked into her enormous wal in closet and saw no bras, except for one lying on the ground. I grabbed it and read the tag. 43D. My eyes widened and I smiled. I laid it back where it was and grabbed a porn movie from the draw. I Stretched out on my bed, naked, and started jerking.
After about an hour I came. I cleaned up and put the DVD back where I got making sure to disturb nothing else. I sat back on the couch and watched some TV till my mom came home, she looked exhausted.
"Hi honey, how was your day?"
"Good, you?"
"Long," she answered and paused, but quickly went back to what she was doing. "I think I'm going to take a bath, and then a nap." Mom ussualy never had a bath, but I figured it didnt matter. She went to her room, I stayed and watched TV. My curiosity got the better of me. I looked throught the crack in the door. The doors lock broke before we got the house so it wouldnt shut properly. I looked at her, the tub seemed to be placed perfectly so I could see her perfect body being washed slowly. Her eyes were closed and her head leaned back. Her hand washed each breast caressing them gently, and slowly lowered to her pussy, she let out a slight moan. I freaked, and walked quickly to my room. My mind raced. And I smiled. I thought about how many times I forgot to close my door all the way, and wondered if she had looked throught the crack. I got hard just thinking about it. I fell asleep on my bed, alittle later. And just like before, when the clock hit midnight my door, creaked open. She went to my bed, this time whereing a nighty, and gently pulled down my pants. My cock was already hard this time, and she gaped at it. She didnt hesitate this time. Quickly she grabbed my throbbing member and stared. She could barely fit her hand around it. She moved hand slowly up and down the shaft, and qucikly glanced at me. I was snoring. Her head moved closer to my cock and carefully closed her mouth around it. She deepthroated immediatly, and I dont know how anyone could stand sleeping through this muche ectasy. I didnt. I woke, and it was all I could do to keep from gasping. I stared eyes wide at her, her head moving up and down with her hand along with it, like a pro. She looked up at me and I quickly closed my eyes. She didnt stop so she must not have seen. I opened my eyes a little, my cock glistened in the moonlight, with her spit, my own mothers spit. She kept going, get faster and deeper with every blow, until I came, deep into her throat, she looked a little suprised to see how much there was, and it just kept coming. She swallowed it all, a licked my cock clean. She glanced at me one more time. My cock still throbbed, but I was playing it off, I kept on looking calm, and kept my breating constant. I rolled to make it look better and my saliva covered cock touched the sheets. She gave me one more looke and walked out, this time leaving my cock hanging out. I didnt know if it was intentional or not, but it didnt matter. I grabbed my cock which was now coated in her saliva, and sighed, "My Mom," I whispered and rolled over falling back to sleep.
The next morning I woke, my cock still hard, I walked out of my room to see no one was home. There was a note on the counter, "got called into work early, and Skip had to leave for buisiness, have a good day, I love you'. He read the note again, and he smiled. He wanted his mom. The thought had come across his head a couple of times before, but thought it would never happen. He knew now that she wanted him to, and it was only a matter of time. His cock throbbed and he removed his pants and walked around at full salute the rest of the day, every once and a while grabbing his cock and squeezing it saying, "We'll be with her soon."
His mom came home early today, most likely because she had to go to work early. She had a huge smile on her face, we said our 'how are you's' and she said, "I think I'm going to go work out," I nodded and she walked into her bedroom. When she worked out, she was bear foot, and she wore a tiny wife-beater, the kind that stretch and contour to the body, and a very skimpy, boy short esk pair of spandex, the kind that you can see her ass crack when bending over, her pussy is defined and very noticeable, and, if she had any, you'd be able to see her pubic hair come from the front of them.
Lots of times she'd use the excer-bike, but most of the time it was yoga. I couldnt help my self. I walked towards my room, stripped to everything but my boxers and walked into hers. I knocked, "Come in," she said. I walked in. She turned towards me and looked at my boxers where my cock would be than at my face. She didnt have a problem with that, because I ussualy walked in them before a shower. When I saw her boby, my cock went firm, but i acted like nothing happened.
"I think I'm going to take a shower," I said and stretched my back to let my cock hang high. She stopped stretching and bit her lip slightly.
"Okay honey," she said in an erotic voice. I walked quickly to the bathroom, and took off my boxers and stroked my cock as I turned on the water.
"Honey," she said through th door. I was startled so I jumped, but soon smiled and said, "What?"
"Can I come in?"
I didnt even think about it and said yes. She violently opened the door and gasped to see my throbbing manhood.
"What do you need?" I asked. She was still where her work out clothes, and my cock throbbed violently.
She saw this and smiled, She walked toward me seductively. As she got closer I noticed she'd been sweating and I could see her tits prodominently through her shirt, they were as perfect as I remember.
She put her hand on my shoulder, "Just to show you something," she smiled and removed her top slowly. Her tits bounced around. I didnt notice, but my mouth was watering. She looked down at my dick.
"Oh my god, where do you put that?:" She asked in awe.
I smiled, "I can think of a few places."
She looked back at me, and gave a very seductive smile. My gaze went to her tits, still bouncing around uncontrolabley. I lowered my head to her sweat soaked spandex. She reached down and  slowly gripped my cock, it pulsed in her hand. I reached my hands to her hips and turned her around. Her ass was so perfect, even better than I remember. I rubbed the indentation where her pussy was, and she moaned. Sweat soaked spandex turned me on for some reason. Her juices were soaking them even more. I dug my finger deep into her pussy, an even louder moan.
"Matt," she said, "I want to show you even more." My heart raced. I turned her towards me and gripped the sides of her spandex and pulled them down slowly, clinging to each surface. Her pussy was just a I remembered, bare as a babies butt. I rubbed the skin above, smooth as silk. She looked at my dick again, and knelt down. Her eyes met mine one last time before she started tonguing the tip. It felt so good. I didnt have to hide the pleasure this time. She opened her mouth wide, and started throating it, getting lower and lower each time, until she reached the base. She didnt gag, like others girls who'd given me head. She must practice I thought. Her throat seemed endless. I gripped her long dirty blonde hair and started skull fucking her. She moaned, it was muffled but still audible. My cock tingled from the base to the head. I was about to come. She was all the way to the base, when I came. It shot deep into her throat. She didnt choke, or gag, just swallowed, licked up my cock and smiled.
"Do you want to fuck me?" she asked.
I made it seem like I had a choice but soon said, "Yes."
We walked to the bedroom. I sat on her bed, while she ran into her closet to do something. My cock seemed bigger than it ever was and was pulsing madly. In a few minutes, she came out of her closet. My mouth gaped open when I saw her. She wore a, tiny, black thong. I was surprised it concealed anything. He garter belt was pink to and she wore long black stockings. The only bra she owned, the one I saw on the floor, was black and was barely a bra at all. It covered her only enough so that none of her nipple showed. She walked over to me seductively. Her hands on her hips and she sat on my lap, her pussy grazing my cock. She leaned over my chest, her lips touch mine. Her tongue flew around my mouth, fighting with mine. We kissed for a whole minute, and I removed her bra. Her tits were perfect, I leaned my head towards them and started tonguing them. She went crazy, and began moaning louder than ever. My cock hardened even more, pressing against her pussy. I reached my hand down her thong and started fingering her pussy. She moaned so loudly. I got turned on even more. I pulled her thong to the side of her pussy. She was ready. And lifted up over my dick, and slowly lowered herself, on to it. Her pussy was so tight. She screamed in pleasure, so did I, and not even half way down my shaft, her body shook violently. She was in orgasm, already. I was so hard. She lowered her self farther and farther, until she sat squarly on my hips. My cock had disapeared into her deep pussy. She rose again and slammed herself on it. It felt so good. She shook even more violently, and her juices dripped on my stomach, warm. Every time she lifted she moaned and when she lowered, she orgasmed. I grabbed her hips and used my masculine arms to lift her and lower her faster.
"OH YEAH, OH YEAH. COME ON BABY, FUCK ME, FUCK MY TIGHT PUSSY, OH!" she screamed, "MAKE ME CUM, MAKE YOUR MOM CUM, OH, FUCK YEAH, OH!" I was about to burst, she shook slightly, and I came, deep in her pussy, more than I'd ever cum before. My dick throbbed uncontrolabley. My cum and her juices streamed out of her. She thrusted once more and laid on my chest. We kissed for another minute, more intensely this time. She laid the bed next to me her face in front of mine. We stared at each other smiling.
"I love you Matt," she said.
"You too." I said back.
We laid there staring for about five minutes.
"Why dont we take a shower." she told me.
I didnt hesitate, and I followed her to her bathroom. It was bigger than mine, more space in the shower. We got in and turned on the water. My cock was still huge, and she hadnt forgotten about it. Once the water had come to a reasonable temperature we walked in and washed each other, making sure to take detail to her pussy and ass, while she washed my dick. As I rubbed her as with soap she smiled and said.
"Do you want to fuck your Moms ass." I smiled
"Of course." She smiled and turned toward the faucet and stuck her ass out. I rubbed my cock before grabbing her hips and thrustiong my body so my dick was right on the opening. She moaned alittle and I pushed slowly. Her ass was tight, TIGHT. It took all I had to get the tip in. She moaned uncontrolabley. I thrust hard. It felt good. The warmth of her ass around my dick, the extreme tightness. "Mom your so tight." she smiled
"I know." she turned her head toward me. I thrust harder and harder. She moaned louder and louder. Im sure the neighboors heard, but it didnt matter. I grabbed a bar of soap and began soap fucking her pussy. She screamed in pure ectasy. We fucked for a long time and the shower was starting to get cold, so it was in good time that I came, right as it became uncomfortable. I shot my load deep into her ass. And she moaned and orgasmed at the same time. When I pulled out, her now huge asshole shrunk back to its original size, leaving all the cum trapped in side. She turned towards me and we hugged and kissed. Before the water got to cold we cleaned ourselves again. And dried each other off. She wanted me to rub her lotion on her, so i did. she sat naked on the toilet as I rubbed lotion all over her body, squeezing her tits and rubbing her pussy and ass. She smiled and we walked back to her bed. I laid down facing the ceiling and she straddled me. And lowered herself on my still throbbing cock. She went all the way down the shaft, and back up, moaning all the way. She stood up and layed down beside me, her ass in front of my cock. I moved closer and rubbed my dick up against her pussy. She moaned and I wrapped my arms around her and inserted dick. We fucked for at least two hours before I came. And it was huge. My dick was at least 9 inches now.
Her and I were wiped. We fell asleep, my dick still in her pussy. When I woke she had rolled over and re inserted my cock and fell asleep again. It is a rush to sleep a your cock in a girls pussy, even more so when that girl is your mom.
The rest of Skip buisiness trip was like this, when she got home we fucked for hours and slept with my dick in her pussy. We didnt even bother waring clothes around the house anymore, neither did I. When Skip got back, she came into my room at night and blew me. It felt so good to be fucked daily. Skip normally didnt get home till late, so we fucked when he was gone. We took showers and fucked. When she went into town for gorceries, we fucked in the car in the parking lot.
I love my mom, she's beautiful, perfect in everyway. She Is pregnant now, with my kid. Skip thinks it's his, but I know the truth.
My name is Matthew, I'm 6'0'', I'm 19, My cock is 9 inches when erect now. Mom and Skip, divorced over some arguement about whatever, a little bit ago.
My name is Matthew, I live with my mom, and we've kept on having sex throughout the years, at least daily. We love each other more than anything. And if someone fucks it up....
My name is Matthew Conner Johnnson, we havent decided for a name for the kid yet, but I have an idea.

ies since my dad was a travelling executive and was away most of the time. My stepmom works around the house and rarely goes out. The only job does is maintain the house and always getting at my back which was intolerable. Let me drscribe myself, I am in my late 16s nad have an 8" cock and like to keep my stomach fit. i do body building and wieght lifting so i am pretty strong for my age

I washed myself and came downstairs and saw breakfats was ready. i noticed that she was wearing a see through nighty which made me get a hard on instantly becuase the morning sun rays were coming in through the window and i could see her perfect shaped body. i looked away as she looked at me and said that her mohter was really sick as she had to go to her mother's for the afternoon. I said that i would be around the house cleaning up my room. She left after an hour and i instantly went to my room and started making a plan. "Mission Linda". By this time  i had figured out her daily routine and planned acoording to that. my dad would be away for another 15 days which gave me alotta time. The i knew that all i had to do was make her dislike me so much that she would preactically scream and protest when i fuck her. that would make her understand who i was. i went and jacked off thinking of her wet pussy and firm breasts. i jacked off deliberately in her panties and left my cum like that to see her reaction. she came home after another hour and when she came and out of her room changed i thought she was gonna tell me something but she didnt. it was as if nothing had happened. then she asked me whether i did my homeowork and i sed that no, i played around which obviously got her pissed. she was like, ur grounded and i said 'who are you to tell me that?' and i did the things to irritate her the whole day.

By the time night fell i was sure that i her driven her to the limit of her tolerance and she had early dinner and went to bed. But i wasnt gonna let her sleep tonight. after an hour of her going to bed i took the extra key that i had and went to her room. I knew she had locked the door and so i opened it with the key as made the minimum level of sound while doing so. i saw her sleeping with a nighty. i went slowly around the bed and took out the knife i had with me. i touched her hair and she instantly opened her eyes. she looked at me with surpirsed eyes, i showed her the knife and said, 'Not at sound bitch or else u are finished here, i had had enough of you' she agreed and by this time her surpise had turned into fear. i took out the nylon ropes i had kept under th bed earlier and tied her hands and legs to the bed rails. then i started cutting her dress.when i was done i saw that she wasnt wearing anything inside and that made my cock rock hard. i went near her and and tried kissing her lips and she protested i slapped her across the face hard. then she agreed and i started sqeezing her breasts and she started to moan. i was surprised, 'you really are enjoying it bitch arent you' I said. then i put my cock into her mouth and she started to suck it. she sucked it and sucked it while i fingered het wet pussy. then i went down and licked her pussy. it was sooooooooooo wet and tasty. she just came on mt mouth and i slapped her for that as well. I put my cock through her pussy and she moaned again. she wanted it soo badly i pumped my cock into and outta her and kept on fuckng her until i came in her pussy. she was like, 'Oh goooooooooooood, baby come to me' and at that instant i felt that i has raped badly whereas she could have given it to me willngly. i lay over her and sed sorry abt the stuff and we kissed each other to make up.

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I believe things in life happen for one of three reasons. Things happen because they were planned, as a result of circumstances, or because they were preordained or destined. This story about my son and me, I believe, was a combination of circumstances and destiny; it certainly was not planned.

 

This story is about the events that happened early in 2002, shortly after the invasion of Afghanistan. At the time I was 38 years old and my son was 16. As a loving and close family, we all played sport and shared much time together. I was tall and athletic at 5’-9”tall and still retained a good figure and good looks; whilst my son who was still growing, was already 6’-2” tall and an excellent middle distance runner at school. My husband and I played competitive tennis and golf and had a high level of fitness. Harrison, my son, followed us everywhere we went and started playing the sports we played. Every year my husband would take us on holidays to the mountains or lakes where we enjoyed camping. My husband was in the regular army and had attained the rank of Major.

 

In February of 2002, Shaun, my husband, was sent to Afghanistan to help fight the War on Terror. Shaun was stationed near Kabul, in the east of the country, near the Pakistan border, and was assigned there for a period of some 12 months. It was these 12 months that changed the course of my life, unforgettable experiences that I will take to my grave with me.

 

The first few weeks without Shaun were very hard as I was always used to having someone to cuddle up to and make passionate love to. I got by the best I could, looking after Harrison and playing tennis and golf with him. I know he missed his father at the time as well, as they really had a solid father-son relationship. Two months into his stay in Afghanistan left me both frustrated and horny. I had to resort to masturbation in order to relieve my tensions, but missed the feel of a hard cock inside me and the feel of his cock spewing ropes of cum inside my vagina. Even then, I had no sexual feelings for Harrison, my son.

 

What happened next changed the course of my life. On returning home one afternoon after picking my son up from school, we discovered that the house had been burgled. The television set, DVD player and surround sound system, and some jewellery were missing. This left me a little nervous and apprehensive as there was no man around to protect me. There had been other burglaries in the area around that time, without ant arrests or suspects. Late in May, I was in bed and thought I heard a noise outside, and got out of bed only to see someone running down the street. Putting on some panties and a top, I called the police who were quick to respond to my call. They had a patrol car search the area and dusted my bedroom window for finger prints, but found nothing. It was 2 a.m. in the morning when they left.

 

I was scared and beside myself, and needed someone near me. I asked my son if he would mind sleeping with me for the night as I would feel so much safer. I lay on my side as we talked and he was on his side behind me. I asked him to put his arm around me, which he did and ultimately went to sleep. I awoke in the morning with Harrison lying on his back, fast asleep. I was so relieved to get through that night in one piece. We got up and had breakfast and I took him to school as I always do.

 

Going back to my son for a moment, he has had a couple of girlfriends, but none of late. He has always preferred to concentrate on his studies and athletics and sport, leaving little time for girls. For some time now, I presume he has either masturbated regularly, or had many wet dreams, as his bed lined was often stained. I have mentioned it in the past with Shaun, and he says it’s perfectly normal for a teen boy to jack off on a regular basis. Shaun says that boys that age have raging hormones and need a sexual outlet. That afternoon I picked him up from school, had dinner, then I helped him with some homework from school.

 

The time was getting late and Shaun said he was going to bed. I told him I was still very nervous and afraid, and if he could sleep with me again. He replied “sure mum, if you really want me to.”  I told him I really needed his presence and to get ready for bed while I had a shower. After showering, I put on panties and a top to avoid any embarrassment, not seeking any inappropriate behaviour. He was already in bed wearing boxer shorts when I came back into the bedroom. I got into bed beside him and pulled up the doona to cover us. We talked for a little while, thanking him for looking after his mother. I cuddled up to him and I was soon asleep. Some time later, in the early hours of the morning, I awoke for some reason. There was some movement under the doona and I could detect some faster breathing from Harrison. I do believe he was masturbating beside me. I never said anything and pretended I was still asleep. After a little while he gave a little grunt and then rolled over and cuddled up to me again. When I got up in the morning, there were obvious cum stains on my sheets.

 

The same thing happened the next night as well. I was a little bemused by his behaviour, wondering if it was out of habit, need or did he find me as a sexual object. Throughout the day I thought about it a lot and knew I had to say something that night. Just thinking about the fact that someone was masturbating beside me, made me feel a little horny bringing a damp spot to my panties. That night after my shower, Harrison was in bed waiting for me as usual. I wore some sheer see-thru panties with my top. As I stood by my mirror brushing my hair, I could see him looking at me, looking around my panty area. I never shave around my pubic area as Shaun has always preferred a bushy pussy. I trim to my bikini line, but that’s all. The see-thru panties were clearing showing my dark pubic bush.

 

After getting into bed beside my son, I mentioned to him that I knew he had been masturbating the past two nights. I told him not to be embarrassed as I understood that all teen males have the need to jack off. Harrison was indeed very sheepish and embarrassed but did admit that he had been. He said that he needs to do it every night as it makes him relax and sleep so much better. He also promised that he wouldn’t do it again in my bed. I told him that if he needed to, that it was okay and that I understood, something that he was agreeable to.

 

I told my son that if he needed to do it now, that I would love to watch him. He replied “really mum? Do you really want me to jack off now?” I replied that I did. I pulled down the doona and could see a big bulge in his boxers. I asked him to remove his boxers, which he promptly did, and then he started to stroke his cock. His cock was circumcised with a large head, probably just over 6” long with short curly hair around his ball bag. He wasn’t as big or as thick as his father, but still quite impressive all the same. As he stroked, I removed my panties and started to finger myself as well. He was watching me with anticipation, then said he was about to cum. I was amazed to see his first rope of cum shoot back over his head on the pillow, followed by three shorter ones on his chest and a few more smaller ones on his pubic hair. I couldn’t believe that I had just witnessed my son jacking off. I kept going on myself for about 10 minutes until I also orgasmed. Harrison said “that was so kewl mum, I didn’t know that ladies did that as well.”

 

After that masturbation session, we both cuddled up and slept through the night without waking up. When I awoke in the morning, I noticed that Harrison had another erection whilst still asleep. Shaun invariably awoke with an erection in the morning as well. I reached over to my bedside drawer and got some ky-jelly and squirted some onto the palm of my hand. I then proceeded to start jerking my son off, to which he awoke. Sleepily he said, “what are you doing mum?” I told him to relax and that I needed to see him cum again. Within 2-3 minutes, Harrison deposited 6-7 ropes of cum over his tummy and my hand.

 

I led him to my en-suite where we both showered together before getting dressed for school and daily duties. Harrison was still beside himself, trying to grasp what had happened the previous night and just then. We never said much that morning at the breakfast table, but both of our minds were racing at 100 mph. Through the day I reflected on the past 24 hours and knew I was losing control of the situation. With no sex for almost 3 months, my pussy was aching for a hot, hard cock.

 

With the weekend coming up we went to bed around 10 pm that night. After my shower, I never even bothered to put on panties and a top as I entered the bedroom. Harrison was waiting for me and stared at me in amazement as I entered completely naked. I quickly removed his boxers, revealing a very long hardon. I told him to lie back with his legs apart, which he promptly did. I then went down on him, giving him oral sex, and tickling his scrotum at the same time. Words tried to come out of his mouth as he raised his head to see what was going on. Within a minute he tried to pull away and said “mum, I am cumming.” I held him tight so he couldn’t withdraw and I took his full load in my mouth and swallowed his hot sticky cum. I loved doing this with Shaun and had missed oral sex for the past few months.

 

We lay down beside each other and chatted for a while and told Harrison how much he meant to me, sleeping with me and looking after me. I told him I was tired and needed some sleep, so we cuddled up together in bed. Just as I was getting drowsy, I could feel his cock hard again, which was pressing into my butt. He was on his side behind me and the head of his cock was right beside my pussy lips. I wiggled my butt a bit, making his cock much harder, then grabbed it and guided it into me. I told him to push forward and then pull out and keep doing that. My pussy was so wet that his cock slid in and out of my pussy so easily. Before long, he got into a rhythm, and soon deposited a load of hot sticky sperm deep inside me.

 

I then kissed him deeply and thanked his so much for having sex with me. He told me it was the first time he had ever done that before. One of his girl friends had masturbated him before, but never proper sex. I told him that I needed him to stay with me every night until his father got back from Afghanistan. I also told him that he must never tell anyone what had just happened. He promised me he wouldn’t. Over the next 9 months we had sex nearly every night. I showed him all the sex positions as well as teaching him how to eat out a pussy. By the time Shaun arrived home, he was quite experienced and could last much longer.

 

It was now February of 2003, and Shaun was due home in three days time. I enjoyed my time with Harrison, but also missed Shaun sorely. I was looking forward to having wild sex with him again, and I am sure, he wanted sex as well. My period was due but I missed it, just hoping that it was a one-off thing. Surely I couldn’t be pregnant. After my husband arrived home, I missed my next period as well, giving me much cause for alarm. I went to see my gynaecologist and she confirmed I was 7 weeks pregnant. I waited another week and told Shaun that I had just fallen pregnant again and that it must have been his sperm build up from Afghanistan that did it. I told him that I was 4 weeks pregnant and we could expect the baby in November. The baby, a wonderful daughter named Candice, was born on 16^th November. One week overdue for Harrison but two weeks early as far as Shaun was concerned.

 

We were both so happy to share the fantastic news and he of course had every reason to believe it was his. Harrison has no idea that he is the father and will never know. That would destroy Shaun and I couldn’t do that to him. That will a secret I will take to my grave. In the meantime, Harrison completed university, has a good job and is happily married.

 

I am not proud of what id did with my son. As I said earlier, it was not planned in any way. Candice was a gift from heaven and a destiny that was welcomed.