My name is Krissy; I'm a single, hardworking, independent mother living in Los Angeles, California. I'm 40 years old and I have a son who has just turned 18. My husband passed away just months after my son was born, luckily he was extremely wealthy. Since then I have focused mainly on moving forward in my career to provide for my son, Matthew. Aside from work, my son has been the primary focus in life and my love life took the back seat. I told myself I wouldn't date again until my son turned eighteen so you could say I've been a little sexually repressed all these years. I haven't felt the touch of another man in eighteen years and considering my son's 18th birthday was last week, I think it's time for mommy to get some dick!
There was one issue, however. The only man I've been around in eighteen years is my son. I've watched Matthew grow from being my little baby boy to finally being an adult. You see when he was younger he was a momma's boy. He was short, small in size, scrawny to say the least. He was never the best at sports in school either. Since graduating he'd been hitting the gym five days a week and was really starting to turn into a real man. When it comes to dating, I honestly don't even know where to begin! I've been out of the game for so long at this point, I wish I could just confide in Matthew for my sexual satisfaction.. But that was crazy, wasn't it? I couldn't have sex with my own son. Or could I? Of course not!
Throughout the years, I had noticed Matthew occasionally spying on me but I never really thought much of it. It never seemed intentional or malicious; he'd "walk in" on me every now and again while I was in the shower. He'd cover his eyes, back out slowly, closing the door and apologizing. Every once in a while the role would be reversed and he'd let me catch him coming out of the shower with his cock fully erect and I'd quickly turn the other way, give an awkward laugh and we'd both be on our way. This all seemed fairly normal for a single mother raising a hormonal teenage boy, which is until...
I invited my friend Tammy over for advice on where to meet men in your 40's. Tammy was the complete opposite of me; she had no children and a wealthy husband. But that didn't stop her from getting around, in fact she'd told me how her husband got off on the fact that she was out fucking other, younger guys and that he'd even watch sometimes. This was called cuckolding, I wasn't aware of it until she told me about it. But apparently men in power like to be dominated in the bedroom. She said she's made her husband suck her lover's cocks and even eat the cum from her pussy. I couldn't believe it, was this the world of dating I was diving back into?
Anyway not long after Tammy arrived at our house, we over heard some noise coming from my Son's room. We approached his door, which was wide open. He must have not known we were home.
"Oh my God-Fuck! You're so fucking hot. Yeah, that's right. Suck my cock!" It sounded like my son was having sex. "Oh, you're gonna make me cum mom! Make your son cum mommy!"
