NOTE:
This is one of the ongoing chapters of me growing up in the Midwest in the late spring and early summer of 1971 before moving to AZ to live with my grandmother and attend college.
All persons in this and any of my stories are of at least 18 years of age and the names have been changed to protect the innocent.
These chapters cover the times that I was just 20 thru 22 and being one HORNY, WELL HUNG guy that could and did keep many older ladies happy.
As a side note, none of these ladies like to shave any of their PRIVATES AREA hair, so they are all natural, just as I love them to be.
My Mother and her friend from church, Elsie.
This is a story that I heard mom telling Elsie one day as they sat on the back porch, on a hot summer day, having a cool drink and enjoying each other's company. (She starts out funny but makes sense as it goes along)
I live out of town in the suburbs and have an 18 year old son, Larry. I had not really thought about him in a sexual way before but I had noticed that he had become quite a young hunk. He plays soccer on a regular basis and had begun to work out.
I had seen him in the garden with his shirt off and I must admit I had admired his growing frame. His chest and stomach muscles had become well defined; he was getting a nice hard six pack and quite a noticeable bulge in his shorts. He does not have a girlfriend as far as I was aware.
We had lived alone ever since my husband's car accident and we were quite close. As time went by, I began to look at him as more than just my son. I began to see a man.
I have always been attracted to younger men and I guess seeing my son, growing and developing in front of me, made me start to wonder what he would be like in bed. Now, I realize that mothers are not supposed to think about their son's like that, but I could not help it. I started to think about sex with my son.
I had picked up a couple of VHS tapes at the local "adult store" about young men and their "playing" habits and would watch them in the privacy of my TV in my bedroom.
Seeing those young men jacking off their thick juicy young cocks really made my pussy dripping wet. Watching them I started to wonder just how big my own son's cock might be.
One night, after I thought my son had gone to bed, I was watching one of the tapes where I found a young man of about 18 who looked like a neighbor's son. (More on that later)
He had such a lovely big cock and I sat watching him stroking it. I could not help slipping my hands down between my legs and playing with my wet pussy.
I sat on a chair and spread my legs wide open, with my feet up on the table. I had already stripped naked and looked a real slut. I watched as he pumped his fist along the length of his fat hard member, he was about 9 inches long and had a well-built body with a muscled chest. For about five minutes I stuck fingers up my cunt and squeezed my big tits watching him jacking on that big cock.
Just as I started to cum, I heard something that made me turn around. There, in my doorway was my son, holding his cock in his hand and stroking on it.
My gaze was immediately focused on his dick, I could see he had a really big cock, it was so very big, the thick cockhead stuck out past the clinched fist he had around it. Time seemed to stand still as my eyes, opened wide, trying to take in the enormous sight before me. I could not believe my son had such a massive big cock. Then I came to my senses and realized what was happening.
He had caught me masturbating and watching another young boy on my TV! I had been caught, red handed! There was no hiding what I was doing. I had my fingers in my cunt and was completely naked; my legs spread wide, moaning and groaning in pleasure.
From where he was standing, all he could really see was me masturbating to something on my TV screen. But the sight of his hard cock in his hand let me know he was approving of the things I was doing. Suddenly our eyes met and he almost jumped out of his skin. Realizing that I had caught him watching me, he leapt back out of the doorway, removing his hand from his cock. As he jumped back, I saw his monster dick, swinging around violently, whacking from side to side against his muscular thighs.
I heard him run into his room and the door bang shut. At first I sat mesmerized, my eyes still glued to the doorway. I could not believe the sight that I had just witnessed.
My own son was stood there watching me finger fucking myself while he pumped on that huge cock.
Eventually I decided that I would have to go and talk to him, so I turned off my VCR and picked up my dressing gown. I headed out the door and along to his bedroom. The door was slightly ajar and I forgot to knock, with one swift movement I pressed against it, pushing it wide open, unsure how my son was going to react.
When I walked in, there he was, laying on his bed, that big young cock in his hand, stroking on it. I inhaled sharply as I again took in the awesome sight of his huge young prick.
He looked over and saw me, again jumping almost out of his skin, quickly trying to hide his massive hard on from me. He grabbed at the covers and threw them over him, not saying a word.
As he did so, I began to walk over to his bed side. He looked up at me; his face had gone bright red and his breathing heavy. I felt a sudden and unexpected rush of excitement run through me.
Without knowing exactly what to say I sat down on the edge of the bed. Crossing my leg over the other, I unintentionally allowed my dressing gown to fall completely.
My mouth felt dry and my heart was pounding but I looked at him and smiled, his face pointing downwards, trying not to look at me.
"I'm sorry you saw what I was doing on the TV.
I didn't mean to let you see me doing those nasty things." I said, unsure if that was the right thing to say.
"But I see you must have liked it. How long had you been standing there watching me?"
Mike told me he had been there for some time and that he was surprised to see me masturbating, especially to a young boy. I smiled down at him as I placed my hand on his.
Looking down, I noticed that the duvet cover was stuck up over his lap, his massive erection creating a tent pole underneath it. He tried to move himself up so that it was not so obvious but it was too late for that. I could feel my pussy getting wet and my heart pounding from my chest. Not only had I unknowingly given my son a huge hard-on, but now he was making me incredibly horny.
Trying to sum up some courage, I lifted my son's face and looked him in the eye. I boldly said to him.
"I like to see a young man masturbate sometimes. There's nothing wrong with just watching, is there?" I asked. "I love to masturbate too, just as much as you do, if not more...... Can Mommy see this nice huge cock of yours?"
His eyes flew wide open and I suddenly realized what I had just said to him. I had completely forgotten that this was my son sitting here. My mind was consumed not by the situation but only by the thought of that huge cock that was hiding underneath the covers, just inches away from me.
Larry looked startled and unsure what to do. I knew I would have to take the lead. I smiled at him and said.
