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MY SON
My son was growing up, and as he developed, I
couldn't help but notice what a hot body the young
man had. He looked like his father --- tall and
dark. Judging from the big bulge in his pants, he
was probably built like his father, too.
Looking at Thomas, I wondered what he did for sex.
I knew that he didn't date a lot of girls, and I
brought up visions sometimes of how he looked,
lying on his bed, stroking his big, fat cock in
his hand. I guessed that just about every mother
wondered that about their sons.
I had been divorced for about six years, and I
hadn't had a single date that turned into a night
of sex the entire time. I was content, after
dating the stupid slobs that I ran into, to just
stay home and finger myself to mind-blowing
orgasms. It was during just one such encounter
with my finger that my son tapped on my door, and
then opened it slowly. I lay on the bed, my legs
spread wide, bent at the knees. One of my hands
was at my pussy, fingering my clitoris, while the
other was at my tits, pinching my nipples.
I could tell that he thought that I didn't hear
him knock --- hell, I was making a lot of noise.
He didn't know that I knew he was there. I made it
look as if I were so wrapped up in what I was
doing that I was oblivious to everything but my
fingers.
Out of the corner of my eyes, I watched as he
stood there, his mouth hanging open, his eyes
wide. His hand moved to his crotch and he grabbed
his cock, straightening it out in his shorts. The
sight of me laying there like that must have given
him an instant hard on.
He moved his hand up and down his crotch, stroking
himself through the cotton of his briefs. The
sight of that thrilled me even more, and I turned
to him.
He didn't move. He just stood there, looking at
me.
"Come over here," I said.
He walked slowly over to the bed. I could see the
massive outline of his cock as he walked toward
me. He was built like his father, all right ---
but larger. He moved toward my face, and I quit
fingering my cunt and tits as I reached over and
traced the outline of his cock through the cotton
of his briefs.
It was terribly hard and warm to the touch,
straining against its fabric prison, begging for
attention. I reached up with my thumbs, and
hooking them in the elastic band of his shorts,
pulled them down. When his cock was free, it
jumped up and stuck straight out at my face. It
was massive, purple-headed dick. His black pubic
hair framed it perfectly, with little curly hairs
dotting his fat, fleshy balls.
It was fatter than his father's cock had been, for
sure. It wasn't as long, though. But, I wasn't
disappointed --- not at all. I reached out and
wrapped my fingers around the massive dong, right
at the base. I could feel his warm, heavy balls
right beneath, pressing against my little finger.
"My, that's quite a thing you got there," I said.
"Let Momma take care of that for you."
I began stroking his dick, pointing it at my face.
As I stroked, he looked at my tits, and then down
at my pussy. Tentatively, he reached down and
touched one of my erect nipples with the tip of
his finger. The feeling of his touch sent thrills
through me. I squirmed in ecstasy, and he jerked
his finger away. I reached out and took his hand
in mine and pressed it against my tits.
"Play with them all you want," I said.
I spread my legs a little wider and lifted my
legs, bending them at the knees. "Why not put
this," I said, pointing at his cock, "in there?"
He didn't say anything at all. He climbed on top
of me, his hard dick pressing against my wet
pussy, his mouth falling on my tits. I reached
down and guided his hard dick into my cunt.
Spreading my legs wider, I reached around and
gripped his buttocks and pressed him toward me.
His cock entered me as I pushed him in all the
way. I could feel his fat cock throbbing inside
me, and when I felt his balls against my ass, I
nearly came.
He took one of my nipples in his mouth and sucked
on it, moving his tongue around on it just the
right way. I moaned in pleasure, and he stopped
and looked up at me and smiled.
"You like that?" whispered.
I nodded and grunted, "yes."
He began to suck my nipples in earnest then,
moving from one to the other and back again. As he
sucked, he began thrusting with his cock, shoving
it into me all the way, his balls slapping against
my ass. He moved faster and faster, and I came.
He stopped and looked at me quizzically.
"I'm OK, Tommy --- I just came. Keep it up, I love
it."
He began thrusting again, faster this time. I
could feel his shaking body reach the point of
orgasm, and I knew he was going to cum. He thrust
faster and faster, and groan escaped his lips. He
thrust in to me, keeping his cock buried in my
pussy, and I felt him shoot his load. His cock
jerked and jerked, and the expanding cock shot a
hot load of cum deep inside me. This was followed
by another and then another.
I came again, thrashing around on the bed like a
wild woman. He started thrusting again, and I came
gain. Then, slowly, he pulled his fat cock out of
me. He rolled off me and lay on the bed.
"I thought you were hurt," he whispered.
I laughed. "I was thinking of you, you know."
"You were?"
"Yes, dreaming, sort of. That was a dream come
true."
--- Elizabeth R., Cedar Rapids, IO
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