My marriage had ended in a messy divorce a year ago and I still lived alone in the house we used to share with our son Craig. He had moved out as soon as he came of age.
At 57, I may be in my later years but I still had a body and sex appeal to match any woman 30 years younger. Working out kept me slim and in great shape, even if I do say so myself. I still dressed in the latest fashion trends, often showing a little too much cleavage with my push-up bras and tight jeans. What’s wrong with a mum wanting to feel young and sexy?
It was another lonely Saturday night. I dragged myself to the shower, the cold tiles on my feet jolting me awake. I turned on the shower and stepped under the hot spray, letting it run over my face and down my body. The water cascaded over my full C-cup tits, my puffy pink nipples hardening under the heat.
Reaching for my loofah, I soaped up my body, my hands gliding over every curve. I massaged my large breasts, tweaking my sensitive nips. Closing my eyes, I moved lower, over my flat stomach, the water sluicing over my tight abs. I spread my legs, soaping up my thick, trimmed pubes. Grabbing a razor, I shaved my pussy smooth, even though it felt futile. When was the last time any man touched me down there?
I got dressed in a revealing low-cut top and skin-tight jeans, then flopped on the couch with a bottle of wine, my usual coping mechanism.
Later that night I was already tipsy by the time I heard the front door open. “Mum? You home?” called Craig. I froze. What was he doing here?
I took another swig of wine, my hand shaking slightly as I tried to compose myself. “In here, sweetie,” I called back, trying to sound normal.
Craig walked into the living room, a look of concern on his face. “Mum, are you okay? You sound… different.”
I laughed, trying to play it off. “Oh, I’m just fine, honey. Just having a little wine night to myself.”
Craig looked at the nearly empty bottle in my hand and raised an eyebrow. “A little wine night? Mum, it’s Saturday night. You shouldn’t be drinking alone.”
I sighed, feeling the weight of my loneliness and depression settle over me. “I know, Craig. I just… I miss your father. I miss having someone to share my life with. And I’m getting older, honey. It’s hard to feel sexy and desired at my age.”
I took another swig of wine, feeling the warmth spread through my body. “I know it’s hard to understand, Craig. But being a woman of a certain age can be tough. Men don’t seem to find me attractive anymore. And to be honest, I feel so alone and vulnerable most of the time.”
Craig looked at me with concern, his brown eyes filled with compassion. “Mum, that’s not true. You’re still the most beautiful woman I know. And age is just a number. It’s how you feel inside that matters.”
I smiled, feeling a lump form in my throat. “Thank you, sweetie. That means a lot to me. But sometimes, it’s hard to believe those words when I’m all by myself.”
Craig’s eyes softened as he looked at his mother, taking in her vulnerable state. He sat down next to her on the couch, placing a comforting hand on her shoulder.
“Mum, you don’t have to be alone. I’m here for you, always.”He hesitated for a moment, his mind racing with thoughts he knew he shouldn’t be having. But the alcohol in his system and the sight of his mother’s curves in that low-cut top made it hard to think straight.
“And I mean it, Mum. You’re still incredibly attractive. Any man would be lucky to have you.” His hand slid down from her shoulder to her upper arm, giving it a gentle squeeze.
“You deserve to feel desired and loved. And I hate seeing you so lonely and unhappy. Trust me if you weren’t my mum I would take you to bed right now and give you a damn good seeing to.” Their eyes locked, and for a moment, the air between them felt charged with an unfamiliar tension.
His touch sent a shiver down my spine, and I felt my cheeks flush with heat. I knew this was wrong, forbidden even, but I couldn’t bring myself to pull away. Craig’s eyes searched mine, filled with a hunger I hadn’t seen in a man’s gaze in years. “You’re drunk,” I whispered, trying to convince myself as much as him. “You don’t know what you’re saying.”
But Craig just shook his head, his thumb still tracing my bottom lip. “I’ve never been more sober, Mum. I’ve wanted this for so long, wanted you.”
His words sent a surge of desire through me, pooling low in my belly. I parted my lips slightly, and Craig took it as an invitation, pressing his thumb inside my mouth. I sucked on it instinctively, my tongue swirling around the digit.
Craig groaned softly, his pupils dilating with lust. “Fuck, Mum. The things you do to me.”
His other hand slid up my thigh, his touch burning through the thin fabric of my jeans. I gasped, my hips jerking involuntarily. Craig’s thumb popped out of my mouth as he leaned in closer, his breath hot against my ear.”You like that, don’t you?” he murmured, his hand inching higher. “You like it when I touch you like this.”
I bit my lip, unable to deny the truth. My body was responding to his touch in ways it hadn’t in years, my core aching with need.
“Craig, we can’t…” I protested weakly, even as I spread my legs wider, giving him better access.
“Shh,” he hushed me, his fingers finding the button of my jeans. “Just let me make you feel good, Mum. Let me show you how much I want you.”
He popped the button open and slid the zipper down, his knuckles brushing against my sensitive flesh.
“Wait… not here,” I gave in, what was I doing this is my son. I took his hand and we went upstairs to my room with my button still undone and zipper down. Revealing my panties underneath as we entered my room.
Craig kicked the door shut behind us, his eyes never leaving mine. The room was dark, the only light coming from the streetlamps outside my window. I could barely make out Craig’s features, but I could feel the heat of his gaze on my body. He stepped closer, his hands finding my hips and pulling me against him. I gasped at the sudden contact, feeling his hardness press against my stomach. Craig’s lips found my neck, kissing and sucking at the sensitive skin. I tilted my head back, giving him better access as my hands gripped his shoulders.
“Craig,” I moaned softly, my voice trembling with desire. “What are we doing?”
Craig’s lips moved to my ear, his hot breath sending shivers down my spine. “We’re doing what we both want, Mum,” he murmured, his hands sliding down to grip my ass. He started to kiss my neck while one hand slid down my jeans.
His fingers slipped beneath the elastic of my panties, brushing against my slick folds. I gasped, my hips bucking involuntarily. Craig groaned against my neck, his fingers exploring my wet heat.
“Fuck, Mum,” he breathed, his voice thick with desire. He pushed me to the bed. “You’re so wet for me.”
I bit my lip, embarrassed yet aroused by his words. Craig’s fingers found my clit, circling the sensitive nub with expert precision. I moaned loudly, my knees weakening. Craig’s other hand tightened on my hip, holding me upright as he continued his assault on my senses.
“You like that, don’t you?” he murmured, his lips moving to my collarbone. “You like it when I touch your pretty little pussy.”
His crude words sent a surge of heat through me, my core clenching around his fingers. Craig slipped one digit inside me, pumping it in and out slowly.
I moaned louder, my hips moving in rhythm with Craig’s hand. He added a second finger, stretching me deliciously. His thumb continued to circle my clit, the dual sensations driving me wild with pleasure.
“You’re so tight, Mum,” Craig groaned, his breath hot against my neck. “So fucking tight and wet.”
His words sent a thrill through me, my inhibitions melting away under his skilled touch. I tangled my fingers in his hair, pulling him closer as I arched into his hand.
“Craig, please,” I begged, my voice ragged with need.”I need more.”
Craig’s lips curved into a smirk against my skin. “More what, Mum?” he teased, slowing his movements. “Tell me what you need.”
I whimpered, my hips jerking forward desperately. “Your cock,” I admitted, the words foreign on my tongue. “I need your cock inside me.”
Craig’s eyes darkened with lust at my admission. He withdrew his fingers, leaving me aching and empty. I watched as he quickly stripped off his clothes, revealing his toned body and thick, hard cock. He crawled onto the bed, settling between my spread thighs. I could feel the heat of him, the tip of his erection pressing against my entrance.
“Are you sure about this, Mum?” Craig asked, his voice strained with effort.”Once I start, I don’t know if I’ll be able to stop.” I looked up at him, my eyes filled with desire and a hint of fear. This was wrong, so wrong, but I couldn’t deny the ache in my core, the need to feel him inside me.
“I’m sure,” I whispered, wrapping my legs around his waist. “Please, Craig. Fuck me.” Craig groaned, his hips jerking forward involuntarily. The head of his cock slipped inside me, stretching me open.
I found myself sprawled out on the bed, knees tucked up to my chest, as Craig, my flesh and blood, pumped his hard cock in and out of my dripping cunt. My mind reeled, struggling to comprehend the depravity of the situation, yet my body betrayed me, revelling in the illicit pleasure that coursed through my veins with each forceful thrust.
The taboo nature of our incestuous act only served to heighten my arousal, my pussy clenching around his invading shaft as he fucked me with primal intensity. I bit my lip, stifling a moan, torn between the guilt that gnawed at me and the overwhelming ecstasy that threatened to consume me entirely.
“Fuck, Mom,” Craig grunted, his hips snapping forward, driving his cock deeper into my core. “Your pussy feels so goddamn good. I can’t believe I’m finally fucking you.”
“Ah, fuck!” I moan loudly, my voice echoing through the room as Craig’s hips slap against mine with increasing force.”Yes, baby, just like that. Show mummy what a big, strong man you’ve become. Fuck me harder!”
Craig did just that, his balls slapping loudly against my ass as he fucked me with all his might. I could feel every inch of him inside me, filling me up and stretching me wide. I moaned with pleasure as he hit all the right spots, my body trembling with every hard thrust.
“Ahhh, fuck, yes, Craig,” I gasped, my body trembling with ecstasy as you pounded into me. “You’re doing so good, baby. Oh God, I can’t believe it’s you. Eighteen years ago, you came out of me, and now here you are, fucking me with that massive, throbbing dick of yours.” I moaned louder, my nails digging into your back. “Harder, Craig. Fuck me harder. Show me what a real man you’ve become.”
Craig grunted in response, his hips still moving as he pounded my pussy with all his strength. I could feel myself getting close to the edge, my body tensing up as I prepared for the intense orgasm that was building inside me.
“Ahhh, fuck, mum. You feel so good,” Craig moaned, his voice filled with lust and desire.
“Ahhh honey… ah fuck… fuck, yes baby… umm,” I moaned, my body trembling with pleasure as Craig continued to fuck me.
I could feel my pussy getting wetter and wetter, my labia swelling and becoming more sensitive with every thrust. Craig’s cock was slick with my juices, making it easy for him to slide in and out of me. I could feel every ridge and vein on his shaft as he pounded me, the texture of his cock adding to the intense pleasure I was experiencing.
As Craig continued to fuck me, I could feel myself getting closer and closer to the edge. I moaned louder and louder, my body trembling with pleasure as his thrusts became more and more intense.
“AHHHH FUCK, CRAIG AHH FUCK!” I screamed as I came, my pussy clenching around Craig’s cock as I experienced an intense orgasm.
He grunted as he continued to fuck me, his thrusts becoming more and more erratic as he approached his release.
Well, that’s what I thought but he pulled out and got me on all fours. I felt him position himself behind me, his cock pressing against my pussy lips. He pushed inside me, filling me up once again. I moaned as he began to thrust, his hips slapping against my ass as he took me from behind.
I could feel his cock even more acutely in this position, the head of his shaft rubbing against my G-spot with every thrust. I moaned and whimpered, my body trembling as he fucked me hard and fast.
“Oh God, Craig. Yes, yes,” I moaned, my voice filled with pleasure as he pounded me from behind. “You’re so big, baby. You’re filling mummy’s pussy up so good.”
“You like that, mum?” Craig asked, his voice filled with lust.
“Yes, baby. Yes, I do,” I moaned, my voice trembling with pleasure. “Fuck me harder, Craig. Show mummy how much you want her.”
Craig’s hands gripped my hips tighter as he slammed into me, his thick cock stretching my pussy walls with each powerful thrust. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room, mixing with our moans and groans of pleasure.
“Fuck, mum,” Craig grunted, his fingers digging into my flesh. “Your pussy is so tight. It’s like it’s sucking me in.”
“Ahhh, fuck!” Icried out, my body shaking with every forceful thrust.”You’re so big, Craig. You’re splitting me open.”
Craig leaned forward, his chest pressing against my back as he wrapped an arm around my waist. His other hand reached up to grope my breast, squeezing the soft mound roughly. I arched into his touch, my nipple hardening under his palm.
“Harder,” I begged, my voice breathless.”Fuck me harder, Craig. Make me scream.”
“Arghh I am gonna cum in that gash of yours,” he grunted as he kept screwing my cunt harder.
“Cum inside me, Craig,” I moaned, my pussy clenching around his thick shaft. “Fill me up with your hot seed. I want to feel you explode inside me.”
Craig’s thrusts became more erratic, his breathing ragged as he chased his release. “Fuck, mum. I’m gonna cum. I’m gonna cum inside your tight pussy.”
“Do it,” I urged, my voice trembling with anticipation. “Cum for me, baby.Cum deep inside me.” With a loud groan, Craig slammed into me one last time, his cock throbbing as he released his load. I could feel his hot cum filling me up, coating my insides with his essence. I moaned loudly, my orgasm crashing over me as I felt his seed spill into my depths. Craig collapsed on top of me, his body shaking with the force of his release.
Craig lay on top of me, his chest heaving as he caught his breath. I could feel his heart pounding against my back, his cock still buried deep inside my pussy. I shuddered as he slowly pulled out, his semen leaking out of me and dripping onto the sheets. Craig rolled onto his side, pulling me with him so that we were facing each other. He brushed a strand of hair out of my face, his eyes searching mine.
“That was… incredible,” he murmured, a satisfied smile on his face. I nodded, still trying to process what had just happened. It felt surreal, like a dream. I had just slept with my own son, and it had been the most intense, pleasurable experience of my life. Craig leaned in and kissed me softly, his lips gentle against mine. I kissed him back, savouring the taste of him.