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I Need
by Damien



I know it was wrong on so many levels, but I needed it. A couple
days ago, I was heading to the store and realized I forgot
something, so I turned around and went back home. I went into the
house and to my room. I stood in the doorway with my eyes and
mouth wide open in shock.

My 14-year-old son stood completely naked in front of my
full-length mirror while stroking his huge 8 inch long and 2 inch
thick cock. I couldn't turn away, my eyes were glued to it. I
watched in awe as he didn't see me right away. He had one hand
holding his balls with the base of his cock while the other hand
stroked it.

After several long strokes, he saw me in the mirror and freaked
out. "Mom! Look away," he yelled. I turned away and he ran passed
me to the bathroom. I leaned against my bedroom door, collecting
myself, not knowing what to really do. I figured the best thing
was to let the situation cool down. I went up to the door and
said, "I'm sorry John, I didn't mean to look." I quickly left the
house and went into my car. I drove around the block and had to
pull over.

I couldn't get the image out of my head. I have never seen a cock
so big before. I soon realized my panties were very wet from
arousal. I tried to be disgusted by how much I was turned on, but
my body betrayed me. Not only was I wet, my pussy was swollen and
sensitive now. I believe my problem was that my husband and I
haven't had a healthy sex life for quite some time. My body was
aching for release, so I pulled up my sundress and removed my
panties. I then put the seat back a little and started fingering
my pussy. It didn't take long for me to climax as I imagined my
son fucking me.

By doing so, it relieved most of my desire and lust. I made it
home about an hour later and as I walked into the kitchen, my son
was at the table eating cereal. There was an awkward feel of
silence. He got up and placed the bowl in the sink. I turned to
him and said, "I'm sorry about earlier."

"It's okay, mom...we don't need to talk about it," he said.

"I know it was embarrassing...it was for me too, but I don't want
that awkwardness to stay between us." I said.

"Well I was embarrassed, but I thought about it and figured, it's
not the first penis you've seen before, so." He said.

"Well ...just never that big," I blurted.

His face turned beet red and he said, "oh...not even dad?"

"Nope, not even close." I giggled.

The joke seem to lighten the mood and for the rest of the
afternoon everything seemed just fine. Later in the evening, I
was watching TV in the living room and my son walked in. He was
wearing a T-shirt and boxers like usual, but now my attention was
drawn to their tightness. I don't know if I was imagining it or
what, but as he passed in front of me I could've sworn I could
see his cock flop up and down under his boxers.

He sat down in the opposite corner of the couch and we continued
watching the first season of Game of Thrones. It was the episode
where Daenerys Targaryen got fully naked and had a sex scene.
From the corner my eye, I saw John adjusting himself. I was
turned on also, but even more so because John was. After some
time I got tired of sitting, so I laid down on my left side
facing the TV. I kept my left leg bent and straightened my right
leg, then laid my foot on his lap. He looked at me and I said,
"it's okay right?"

I wasn't moving my foot around on purpose at first, but then I
felt my foot rubbing over something. I soon realized it was his
cock. It sent chills up my spine when the bottom of my toes
rubbed across the head of his warm cock. I was so nervous and
excited that I kept giving him a footjob. A part of my mind was
screaming for me to move my foot off his cock, but the other part
was saying to continue.

My body was aching from how horny I was. I took a peek down and
saw his back was stiff as a board and his chest was moving up and
down quite fast. From his body and the look on his face, he had
to be close to cumming. Suddenly, I saw the head of his cock
being lifted, then he put his shirt over it. Next, I felt his leg
tremble and knew he just came. Several seconds later, he got up
and excused himself. Right when he left the room, I put my hand
down my panties and climaxed. I barely got my fingers inside when
I exploded. I turned off the TV and went to bed.

I laid down next to my sleeping husband and looked at him with
disappointment. I turned over and tried to go to sleep, but my
mind would not rest. I kept thinking about my son's hard cock. I
placed a pillow between my legs and humped it. Suddenly, I heard
a noise and got up to go look. I went downstairs and saw John in
the kitchen.

"Are you okay?" I asked.

"Oh, yeah...I just dropped the Oreo cookies," he said.

I walked over and helped clean up. I noticed a few cookies under
the table, so I got down on my knees and gathered them up. "John,
hand me the brush and dustpan." I said. Several seconds went by
with no answer. "John," I repeated.

"Okay mom," he said.

He leaned down and handed me them. As I was cleaning up, I felt a
draft between my legs and remembered I had no panties on. Plus,
my shirt had ridden to my chest, leaving my bottom completely
bare. I almost freaked, but stopped when the thought of teasing
my son excited me. I took a peek behind me and saw his legs
standing in perfect view. I took my time, making sure he got a
good long look and he sure did. My pussy was swollen and wet. I
got on my knees and said, "here John, empty this out in the
trash."

He walked over and as I looked at him, I was delighted to see the
silhouette of his hard cock under his white shirt. I guess it was
the only way to keep it concealed. It would've found its way down
his pant leg if not. I stood up and said, "I can't sleep...do you
wanna watch more of Game of Thrones with me?"

"Sure mom," he said.

We went into the living room and sat down on the couch. I don't
know why, but he sat closer. He might have been too shy to have
it happen again. After some time, I decided to lay down on my
back and put my legs over his lap. He then laid his hands on my
knees and began rubbing them a little bit. From the corner my
eye, I could see him trying to take a peek between my legs. I
didn't want to make it obvious, so I very slowly opened them.

I acted like I was engulfed in the show, then pretended to have
an itch on my hip. I slid my shirt up and scratched. By doing so,
it gave him the perfect view of my pussy. There was nothing in
his way, not even hair. My heart began beating faster when I felt
his hand on my thigh, but sadly that's all it went. My god, my
body was on fire and ached for more. It was so bad that I could
feel the wetness crawling down along the crack of my ass. I can
only imagine what he was thinking.

I couldn't take it anymore. I sat up and said, "John, I need you
to do something for me."

"Sure mom...what you need?" He asked.

"Whatever it is, I need you to just do it without a word. Can you
do that for me?" I said.

He nodded and said, "yes, is everything okay?"

I stood up in front of him and removed my shirt. The look on his
face was priceless. His eyes traced over my 5'7", 140 lbs body,
and 36C breast. He went to say something, but I shushed him. I
leaned down and pulled his shirt up over his head. I was even
more set on fucking him when I saw his hard cock sticking up from
under his waistband. I told him to lift up as I grabbed a hold of
his boxers, then slid them off.

My it was big. It just laid between his legs like a huge piece of
meat. I pulled him closer to the edge of the couch, then turned
around and grabbed a hold of his cock. I was surprised how heavy
and thick it felt. My hand trembled as I stepped back and guided
it to my pussy. I took a deep breath and pushed myself down. I
squeaked when his big mushroom head passed through my opening. I
tried so hard not to orgasm. I was afraid that I would get too
tight, but I couldn't help it. I quickly pushed down, getting as
much of him in me before I did.

It was the most powerful orgasm I have ever had. Suddenly, his
cock swelled up and as soon as I felt his hot cum shoot inside
me, I became terrified of the fact that I could become pregnant.
I was too horny and ached to even think about that. There was
nothing I could do, "tomorrow I will be rational...tonight, I am
my son's whore." I thought to myself.

I wasn't going to trouble myself, I wanted to fuck him until I
couldn't take it anymore. I felt him going limp, so I grabbed the
base of his cock and squeezed. I then began sliding up and down,
pushing harder, forcing him inside me. I leaned over and watched
myself slowly take him fully inside me. I was shocked, but proud
of myself that I was able to.

Even though he was fully inside me, I was only able to slide up
and down so very slowly till I adjusted to his size. It didn't
take long for him to get hard again, which hurt a bit as it
pressed against my cervix. I lifted up just enough to where it
didn't. It took a few minutes for me to be able to slide with
ease, but once I did, I started riding him. He put his hands on
my hips and I looked back and saw him watching my ass. I couldn't
believe how wonderful his size made it. I started moaning and
going wild, I couldn't help it.

The sounds that our bodies were making only made it more erotic
and helped me achieve multiple orgasms. I dug my nails into his
thighs and fucked him like there was no tomorrow. He gripped my
hips and pulled me down. He then grunted as he released more of
his incestual seed deep inside me. I too shuttered with a final
orgasm of my own, then collapsed back against his chest. He put
his arms around me and held me. While we sat there regaining our
strength, his cock shrunk and fell out of me along with our
fluids. I got down on the floor and laid there blissfully.

I looked up at John and his face was in complete shock. "John,
it's okay." I said. I then noticed that the cushion was soaked
with our juices. "Go get cleaned up and I'll straighten things up
here," I said. While John left, I stood up and almost fell from
my legs being shaky and weak. I composed myself enough to clean
up, but the cushion would have to wait for the next day.

The high from receiving the best fuck in my life was beginning to
wear off and the realization began setting in. I don't know what
to do now...



  
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