My name is Roma and Iām a happily married wife and mother of two ,one boy/one girl, coming 53 years of age soon.Iāve got a medium build and height and happily still retain most of my redeeming features, although, in saying that I wish my husband would still notice from time to time!
My sex life with my husband has literally dryed up in the last few years through boredom i suppose, so I have found myself resorting to masturbation to relieve my frustrations, as I have never even been with another man except for my husband.I had even bought some erotic literature to stimulate my imagination but theres nothing like the real thing at the end of the day.
Anyhow, today had been a special day.My oldest son had come home to spend a month here, before heading off to a foreign climate with his work.He had lived away from home now for about six years or so, so it really was a special occasion getting to see so much of him in one go!My son Kenneth had always been my pride & joy, and to be honest since he had left home with his job, the house had not been the same without him.But all that was about to change...
On his first few days back home, Kenneth had been a little quiet and happy to just laze about the house.I myself was just happy to have him around me once again.His father was quite busy with work most of the time, so it was pretty much just him and I with the house to ourselves throughout the day and early evenings.He started to open up a lot more after those first few days and we spent many an afternoon sitting around just chatting about everyday things.This being early June, the weather was getting very warm and our discussions took us to the back of the house on the patio many, many days, soaking up the beautiful sun shining down on us, as we talked.
Kenneth was fairly well built and although 27, looked more like a 21 year old with his cheeky grin.Since he had came home things had been slightly different between us.It was hard to pinpoint anything in particular but I sensed something else that had not been present in our relationship before.I had noticed the way he hugged me now was more "personal" but we had always been pretty touchy/feely anyway so I guess I was reading too much into it.
One particular glorious afternoon, after a few glassāes of wine and beer on the patio, Kenneth hadānt used enough sunscreen and so was suffering with some sunburn early in the evening.Feeling fairly giddy and with my head swaying from the alcohol, I offered to rub on some after-sun cream on his back.
We found ourselves back in the house, in the bathroom with him standing over the sink with his back to me in a pair of shorts, while I started to apply the cream.At first I was smearing it on over his shoulders and then rubbing it in as gently as I could into the rest of his upper back, his back muscles tensioning to my touch.
I suddenly found myself being very turned on by this act and just as suddenly feeling very guilty for thinking this way.Once or twice Kenneth would let a little sigh of contentment out and once again I found myself getting turned on in the obvious pleasure I was giving him.I couldānt understand these strong feelings I was having towards my own son right now!Where had they come from?Had I felt this buzz from him before?Granted, I had noticed the bulge in his pants as we had been talking earlier on the patio but that was only normal female curiousity and the way he had been looking at me recently, but I felt so wrong having lustful thoughts about my own son!!
Maybe it was the alcohol and too much sun, I said to myself as I paused from the task in hand.
"You okay Mom?" Kenneth asked.
"Yeah, fine dear!" I replied instantly.
"For a second there, I could have sworn you sighed" he said.
"Nah sweetie, just a yawn" I lied, innocently.
"Okay Mom, Iāll take your word for it" he smirked back over his shoulder.
My hands now swept across the bottom of his back, the thought of my own sons body in front of me tormenting my mind.These guilty feelings and the wine & beer were definitley what was making me feel so damned horny, but it was all innocent, right?
Taking some more cream from the dispenser, my hands where now rubbing the very bottom of his back, my fingers slipping under the hem of his shorts, momentarily touching the top of his buttocks.Carelessly, without thinking about it, my hands encircled the hem of his shorts to his stomach.It felt good!I knew by the way Kenneth was now standing he was trying to hide his growing stiffness, which secretly made me smile to myself.
For something so forbidden this felt so natural to me, like so wrong but yet so right!Anyway, it was time to stop this little game.
"Mom, why you stopping now?" Kenneth asked."I want you to go on, ii..if you want to that is" he blurted out.
Kenneth turned & stood facing me, his obvious erection almost pointing at me through his shorts.Gathering my breath, I found myself looking, drawn to its outline not for the first time that day.Feeling a stirring inside me, I turned to leave the bathroom but found that I couldānt, my head a little light from the booze and these terrible thoughts.
"This is wrong Kenneth, what youāre suggesting, I mean" I stuttered as I made an attempt to leave.
"I know you were into that as much as I was Mom" he said, as I caught him looking at my boobs, I could even feel my nipples spark with electricity.I also was beginning to feel a slight dampness start in my knickers with that slight buzz from my probably now swelling cunt.Cunt?I had never thought such a more despicable description of my vagina in my life but now I was feeling something, something dirty, I had never felt before.
With that, he turned his back to me again and stood over the sink, his hands resting on the sides of the sink, his face to the bathroom mirror over the sink.My head was telling me to get out, go, this is wrong, but the throbbing from between my legs was becoming overpowering.Without hesitation, I approached Kenneth and after getting some more cream from the tube, I wrapped my hands around his stomach and started releasing the buttons on his shorts one by one, slowly slipping them down his thighs.
My right hand moved downwards through his pubic hair until I stopped at the base of his dick.Semi-hard, I felt it jump as my thumb and forefinger wrapped around its girth at the base, God I was so turned on and buzzing!Slowly my fingers glided up the shaft and I gently pulled back his foreskin.With a slight whimper he then guided my other hand to his balls and I started to rub them both with my fingers, gently kneading them in rythym.I could feel myself getting so horny, here I was playing with my only sons dick and balls...and liking the feeling!
His breathing was heavy and I pressed my tits into his back while stroking his now fully erect cock.This was something I had never dreamt of ever happening, wanking my eldest son, never mind another man but it felt very motherly and it wasānt as if I was being unfaithful!Oh how I tried to warrant my actions, but I dizzily realised this was something very powerful and highly erotic.
"Does that feel good?" I asked."Is it nice?" I further questioned, wanting to get his approval.
"Awgghh, Mom thatās soooā¦good"ā he groaned breathlessly.
I was now using slow & long strokes and then quickening up with slightly faster strokes, drawing him to the climax of cumming, and then easing off again, taking time to play with his balls.By this stage, my feelings of guilt had almost entirely left me and I was being overtook with lust for my son!Kenneth was now at a stage of sexual peak, I knew this at his cocks jerking of its own accord whilst playing with it.
"Do you want me to finish it off, Kenneth?" I queried softly.
"Mmm....Mom, I want to be WITH you when I cum" Kenneth replied.
"What do you mean?" I whispered in his ear.
"Iād like us to be in bed together...naked and...cumming together" Kenneth offered.
I paused from my "task in hand" and moved back in astonishment.
Pulling his shorts up , he turned to me, my handjob unsuccessful it would seem, and put his hands on my shoulders.For one long moment, I stared back into his gaze, confused, yet seeing what he was seeing, this lust, this forbidden act of love, these filthy thoughts...
"Mom, I want to be WITH you" he smiled back.Guilt slowly sunk in again.
"Well, what are we talking about here?This has already gone far enough Kenneth, I feel so bad already about whats happened today...i just donāt know where we go from here..." I gave back to him.
My head swooned from the heat and intensity of this situation and I decided that this had gone too far.The dampness of my knickers told a very different story though, I felt myself getting more flushed by the second, as happens with ladies my age!!This though was no ordinary, post menstrual, sleepless night flush.No, this was something I had not experienced in many years, possibly ever!
My entire body was crying out for some attention as it had been over three months since my last sexual encounter with my husband, which lasted all of four minutes...besides, I now was that used to self gratification that this was something new and very much improvedā¦ā¦.but wrong, and no matter how I felt, it would have to have its limits.
I paused myself for a second and then spoke, Kenneth standing there, silent & waiting on my words.
"Kenneth darling, this is a difficult situation, for both of us.Weāre caught up in something here thatās already gone too far.I love you my dearest darling son and Iām afraid to admit Iām standing here thinking of you in a very sexual way, but this whole thing has to have its limits, okay honey?" I offered him.
"Well, like what?" he retorted unhappily...