The summer of 1976 was a hot one, and I was a single parent with an 18-year-old son, Simon. I never imagined that the heat of that summer would ignite a fire within my own home that would change our lives forever.
Simon had always been a shy boy, keeping to himself and burying his face in comic books or science fiction novels. He never showed any interest in girls or dating, and I assumed he was simply a late bloomer. That is, until I caught him one night.
It was a particularly warm night, and I had decided to sleep with the window open to catch a breeze. As I lay in bed, I heard moaning coming from Simon’s room. At first, I thought he might be sick or in pain, so I crept out of bed and went to check on him.
As I approached his door, the moaning grew louder, and I could hear him whispering something about my pussy. I was shocked and confused, but as I peeked through the crack in his door, I saw him lying on his bed, completely naked. In his hand, he held his massive cock, which was throbbing with each heartbeat.
I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. Simon was obsessed with big tits, and he was jerking off while whispering things about my pussy. I stood there, frozen, as I watched him stroke himself harder and harder.
A strange sensation washed over me, and I found myself reaching between my legs, stroking myself gently as I watched my son. The more I watched, the more turned on I became, and I couldn’t tear my eyes away from the sight of his throbbing cock.
Suddenly, Simon let out a loud groan and spurted his cum all over his chest. I quickly backed away from the door, my heart racing and my pussy soaked. I couldn’t believe what I had just witnessed, and I didn’t know what to do.
For the next few days, I couldn’t get the image of Simon’s cock out of my mind. I found myself fantasizing about him, imagining what it would feel like to have him inside me. I knew it was wrong, but I couldn’t help myself.
One night, as I lay in bed, I heard Simon moaning again. This time, I didn’t hesitate. I slipped out of bed and went to his door, peeking through the crack once more.
Simon was lying on his bed, naked and hard, but this time, he was watching a porno on his television. He was stroking himself slowly, his eyes glued to the screen. I couldn’t see what was on the TV, but I could hear the moans and groans of the woman in the video.
I felt a sudden rush of jealousy, and I knew I had to do something. I slipped into Simon’s room, closing the door quietly behind me. Simon didn’t notice me at first, but as I approached the bed, he looked up and saw me standing there.
“Mom?” he gasped, his eyes wide with shock.
“Simon,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper. “I’ve been watching you.”
Simon’s eyes widened even more, and he tried to cover himself with a pillow. “I-I’m sorry, Mom. I didn’t mean to…”
“It’s okay, Simon,” I said, stepping closer to the bed. “I’ve been thinking about you too.”
Simon’s eyes widened even more, and he stared at me in disbelief. “You have?”
I nodded, reaching down and stroking his cock gently. Simon groaned and closed his eyes, his hips bucking up to meet my hand.
“Do you like big tits, Simon?” I whispered, my hand moving faster and faster.
“Yes, Mom,” he gasped. “I love them.”
“Do you want to touch mine?” I asked, pulling my nightgown up and exposing my breasts.
Simon’s eyes locked onto my chest, and he reached out, cupping my breasts gently. “Oh, Mom,” he moaned, his fingers teasing my nipples.
I climbed onto the bed, straddling Simon’s hips and positioning myself above his cock. I could feel his hardness against my wetness, and I knew I had to have him.
“Do you want to fuck me, Simon?” I asked, looking deep into his eyes.
“Yes, Mom,” he gasped, his hands gripping my hips.
I lift my nightie and stretched my panties to the side. As I lowered myself onto his cock, feeling him slide deep inside me. Simon groaned and thrust up into me, his hands guiding my hips as I rode him.
“Oh, Simon,” I moaned, my pussy clenching around his cock. “You feel so good.”
“Mom, I’ve never done this before,” Simon whispered, his eyes locked onto mine. “I can’t believe my dicks inside your… p-pussy. Ahhh mom.”
“Omg I… ahhh baby… I… I didn’t know… you ahhh was a virgin,” I struggled to speak as I slammed my ass down hard as my wet pussy took his full length.
“Don’t ride to hard, I… I don’t wanna cum yet. Can… can I… suck your tits,” he said while moaning and holding back.
I smiled and leaned forward, offering my breasts to him. Simon eagerly took one nipple into his mouth, sucking and licking it while his hands kneaded my other breast. The sensation was overwhelming, and I could feel myself getting closer and closer to the edge.
“Simon, I’m going to cum,” I moaned, my hips moving faster and faster. “I can’t believe… my sons cock is going to make my cunt gush. Ahhh honey, I shouldn’t be doing this. I shouldn’t be riding you.”
He smirked, “well then let me fuck you instead.” He rolled us over and he was now on top of me. He was shagging me hard.
Simon grinned and began to thrust harder, his cock hitting my G-spot with every stroke. I moaned and clutched at his back, my nails digging into his skin as I felt my orgasm building.
“Oh, Simon, I’m going to cum so hard,” I cried out, my pussy clenching around his cock.
“Me too, Mom,” he gasped, his hips moving faster and faster. “I can’t believe I’m fucking you like this.”
I smiled and wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him closer. “Neither can I, baby. But it feels so good, doesn’t it?”
“Yes, Mom,” he groaned, his eyes locked onto mine. “I never thought I’d feel this close to you. COME on mom, take my cock.” Oh fuck, I shouldn’t be doing this, I have my son on top of me pounding my pussy hole.
As Simon continued to thrust into me, I could feel my orgasm building to a fever pitch. My pussy was soaked, and my juices were dripping down my thighs, mingling with Simon’s sweat as he fucked me harder and harder.
“Mom, I’m going to cum,” he gasped, his eyes locked onto mine. “I can’t believe I’m about to fill your pussy with my cum.”
I smiled up at him, my own orgasm just moments away. “Do it, baby. Fill me up with your cum. I want to feel you explode inside me.”
With a final, desperate thrust, Simon cried out and began to cum deep inside me. His cock twitched and pulsed, and I could feel each hot spurt of his cum filling me up. The sensation was overwhelming, and I cried out as my own orgasm tore through me, my pussy clenching around his cock as wave after wave of pleasure washed over me.
As our orgasms subsided, Simon collapsed on top of me, his breath coming in ragged gasps. We lay there for a moment, our bodies slick with sweat and cum, before I gently pushed him off me and onto the bed.
“That was… unexpected,” I said, trying to catch my breath.
Simon grinned up at me, his cock still half-hard. “I never thought I’d get to do that with you, Mom. It was amazing.”
I smiled down at him, running my fingers through his hair. “It was, wasn’t it? But we can’t let anyone find out about this, okay? It has to be our little secret.”
Simon nodded, his eyes filled with lust and longing. “I promise, Mom. I’ll do anything you want. Just… please don’t stop.”
I leaned down and kissed him softly on the lips, my heart racing with excitement and desire. “I won’t stop, baby. I promise. We’ll just have to be very careful.”
And with that, we began our secret affair, sneaking around and finding new ways to pleasure each other whenever we could. It was a dangerous game, but one that we both found impossible to resist. After all, once you’ve tasted forbidden fruit, it’s hard to go back to the bland and ordinary.