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Date: Thu, 04 Jun 2009 06:00:34 +0000
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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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