Uncharted

"Mom, I just wanted to tell you that I'm sorry about yesterday," Daniel began.

"Sorry about what, dear?" I asked, trying to put him at ease.

"Well, you said things had gone farther than you wanted to. I'm sorry if I was pushing you too much."

"You don't need to feel sorry, Daniel. With everything you must be going through, the last thing I want is to make things harder for you emotionally."

"I don't know what to think," Daniel said flatly. "All I know is that I want to be with you all the time. That being apart even for a little while makes me feel empty."

"Sounds like you're in love," I offered, smiling warmly.

"I guess I am," Daniel chuckled back. "But what do I do about it?"

"Nothing for the moment. Like you've said before, neither of us is going anywhere."

"Is something bothering you too, Mom? I feel like despite everything there's still something you haven't told me."

"I'm not sure myself, but it's still kind of hard to talk about," I answered.

"Mom... as much as I loved what we did yesterday, none of it would have mattered if it hadn't been with you. It wasn't just being able to do those things for the first time that made it so special, it was being able to share that experience with you."

I could see the look of confusion on Daniel's face as he tried to find better words to express himself. Whatever he was feeling, it reflected what I was going through.

"I know Daniel, I feel the same way. You need to understand though, that it's not easy for any mother to say those things about her son. I didn't think having those kinds of thoughts or feelings was even possible for me until a few weeks ago, much less putting them into action the way I've been doing with you. Love can be such a complicated thing. You asked me to love you as a woman, as a lover, and I thought that doing so meant not being able to love you anymore as a son. But I can't stop loving you as a Mom, it's just not in me to do so."

"Why can't it be both? It is for me."

"That's what I've been fighting with myself over these past weeks, Daniel. Part of me didn't want to believe what was happening, that it was unnatural and wrong, but as time has passed I've come to accept that I have a chance to be happy with you in a way that no other man, not even your dad, could give me. The thought frightens me a little, but it does other things too like warm my heart in a way I've never felt before."

"I just want to be with you, Mom. We don't even have to do those other things, even though part of me wishes we could do them all the time."

"I'm sorry about that last part," Daniel said, suddenly becoming bashful. "That probably sounded dumb."

"It's okay, dear," I responded reassuringly. "You're becoming an adult, and your sex drive is part of it. Learning when you need to maintain control, and when it's okay to let your instincts take over... it's all part of growing up."

"There is one other question I have, even though it's probably even dumber," Daniel said.

"What?" I asked.

"When I... when you made me... when all that cum came out... that's the stuff that makes babies, right?"

"Well, it's sperm that does it specifically, and they're too small for you to see. But yes, sperm is a part of your cum and it joins with a woman's egg to make a baby."

"So, if I had done that inside you yesterday... would we have made a baby?"

"If the timing is right, then that's the way it normally works, except... I never told you this before because I thought you were too young, but after you were born I wasn't able to conceive... umm... get pregnant anymore."

"Why is that?"

"The doctors weren't sure themselves, but it does happen to women sometimes."

"I'm sorry to hear that, Mom. You really can't get pregnant...

ever

again?"

"The doctors wouldn't rule it out entirely, but yes, for the most part that's what I was told."

"Did you want to have more children?"

"Yes... very much," I stammered. "Your dad and I tried all the time for a few years until finally going back to a normal routine and leaving it to chance."

"I'm really sorry to hear that, Mom. After everything you've done for me, I can't imagine a greater gift now than making you pregnant. I wish I could. Sorry again if that sounds silly."

"It's okay, Daniel," I replied. "Besides, you said yourself that nothing that mattered in the outside world is relevant here. I don't think either of us would want to bring a child into this environment, however, so clearly it's for the best for us now that I can't get pregnant."

"I know you're right Mom, but just the thought of it... part of me wishes I could give you a baby, especially after hearing you say you wanted more. As close as I feel toward you now I know I'd feel it even more so if our baby was growing inside of you. Don't you feel the same way?"

"I... I'm not sure what to say," genuinely taken off guard.

"I'm sorry, I guess that sounds silly," Daniel said.

"It's not silly, but... I don't think we should be talking about this at the moment, especially since I told you it can't happen."

"Okay, I get it. Mom, would you lie with me a bit?" Daniel asked innocently. "We don't have to do anything, I just want to be next to you."

Daniel looked so sweet as he extended his hand that I blushed a little as he walked me back into our spartan living quarters and lay me back on my bed. He then moved next to me, holding me in an embrace that felt more comforting each time he did it. We talked for a while about nothing in particular, and Daniel made me laugh a few times, and as wonderful as it was to just be together and enjoy each other's company I think we both knew as we'd made our way to our makeshift bed that it wasn't going to be a strictly platonic experience.

It started with soft, gentle kisses, separated by more light banter and laughs, but when Daniel paused for a moment and looked at me with those penetrating blue eyes I could feel the passion welling within him. The next kiss was just as slow and gentle as the others, but so much deeper and more sensual as our mouths fused as one, lips burning together, and then parted into an even more fervent, open-mouthed kiss. I marveled at how much Daniel's kissing had improved in the short time we'd started, from the tender but timid boy from our first time to the impassioned young lover now eagerly trying to seduce my tongue with his. After a while of our tongues playing with one another like they were performing some pre-mating ritual, Daniel pulled away. I remained lying on my back, with Daniel hovering above me, the look of desire in his eyes burning now more than ever.

"Mom, you're so beautiful, so beautiful," he cooed lovingly. "Please I need to see more of you." The fingers of Daniel's left hand playfully teased at the buttons of my blouse, making his wishes clear.

"You've... you've never seen a naked woman before, have you, Daniel?" I asked. My voice was tinged with pain and sorrow as that thought settled in, once again reminded of how much this wretched place had robbed Daniel of getting his rightful chance of becoming a man.

"In my dreams, yes, I've seen your beautifully naked in my dreams so many times, Mom," Daniel sighed back. "Your soft breasts, your womanly curves, my cock has gotten so hard every night for months now as I saw you like that in my mind, just like I've cum so many times while I pictured us kissing and holding one another in the nude together."

Daniel's words were so raw, so exposed, and so real. I knew this was yet another case of those primal urges that Daniel had tried so hard to suppress, the ones I insisted he not fight anymore even though they obviously all featured me. I took a deep breath to try and regain my composure before giving him the silent nod to continue. His fingers moved quickly, and much more adeptly than I had expected, unfastening all three buttons in a matter of seconds before pulling the front wide open. Now fully unrestrained, my heavy breasts spilled out for him to hungrily gaze upon, with each teardrop-shaped orb hanging over the side of my chest.

"Oh my god, they're so big," Daniel said in awestruck admiration, enough that I couldn't help but chuckle in response.

"They are, aren't they?" he curiously asked, sounding not so sure of himself anymore.

"Yeah, I suppose you could say so," I chuckled again. "They're double D's in size. The farther down the alphabet you go, the bigger. Most women are A's or B's."

"I don't even remember what other women look like to compare," Daniel admitted. "I just know these look huge. So big and soft. Is it okay for me to touch them?"

"Of course," I replied. "Just be gentle about it."

Daniel set about massaging my breasts, carefully squeezing and caressing the heavy flesh between his fingers.

"Mmmm, you're a natural," I purred sexily in response. "I forgot what it's like to have a man tell me I have big tits, much less look at them or touch them like this."

"I love your big tits, I've never seen anything so gorgeous," Daniel said, immediately picking up on my use of the slang word. "You deserve to hear that every day, Mom."

Daniel kept working his magic on my breasts, and I could feel my temperature slowly but steadily rising along with my deep, excited breaths. Suddenly he moved down with his head towards my chest, taking one of my engorged nipples between his lips and sucking hard.

"Oh, oh god, yes," I groaned loudly in response.

"I've been wanting to try that on you ever since you did the same to me yesterday," Daniel said, looking back at me with a wide-eyed grin. "Your skin is so soft Mom, and... sensual. And your tits feel incredible in my mouth."

"Keep going on them, but maybe a little lighter, dear," I instructed.

Daniel was all over my chest for a good long time now, licking, sucking, and kissing my tits. Much of it mimicked what I had done to him, like swirling his tongue around my nipples or softly chewing on them, and I was glad to see how much he'd already learned from me. It was more than that though; Daniel absolutely adored my breasts, kneading the hot flesh between his fingers, kissing them all over, worshiping them as if I were a goddess. My head was practically spinning from excitement now; not even at the best of times had John shown such passion in wanting to please me, much less shown the obvious excitement that Daniel radiated as he satiated his own lustful needs. My shirt was still on me, and with the heat coming from my body the urge to get it off me became unbearable.

"Daniel, please," I said motioning to get it off, which he did in record time, tossing the garment to the floor onto the other side of the room. I stretched my arms upward in a catlike fashion and rested them behind my head in the sexiest pose I could muster, jutting my tits forward even farther as I enjoyed the cool air now circulating my upper body. Daniel stopped all of a sudden, making eye contact with me with a look of both yearning and desire.

"What is it, Daniel?"

"Mom... you're so gorgeous, more beautiful than I could ever imagine, but I need more. Please..."

Daniel's eyes remained on mine, but his fingers now teased the buttons of the cutoff jeans I was wearing. The look In his eyes conveyed so much, but above all else, a burning love for me that I'll never forget. I know how hungry Daniel was to see his first nude woman, to love, lust, and admire the opposite sex in all her natural glory, but there was more going on in the way he looked at me than that. He wanted his mother to let him love her in the only way that until now he'd been denied. I thought so much about Daniel as my forbidden fruit, wondering what it would be like to quench my thirst with his love without realizing that Daniel had long ago made that decision regarding me for himself. Admitting to Daniel that he owned my heart and soul as no man other ever could had been special, but that wasn't enough. I had to willingly offer him my body too; only then would our love for each other be complete.

I gave Daniel a tiny, simple nod, and then watched as he undid my bottoms and pulled them past my hips and down my legs, tossing them over to where my blouse lay. I hadn't had much in the way of underwear to choose from, but ever since the day Daniel and I had first kissed had made the effort of alternating between a few sexier pairs of panties that I had managed to find during our salvage operations, including the purple lace panties I'd picked out for today. Daniel reached with a hand on either of my hips, and I moved them seductively side to side about the bed as he slid them off me. It was only then that he realized how wet I was, as my panties were drenched with my juices.

"Oh my god, they're soaked right through. Are you okay, Mom?"

"Of course I am," I chuckled in reply. "Come on Daniel, I talked to you about this yesterday." Daniel looked shyly back at me, not sure what he should say, and so I continued.

"When a woman gets sexually excited, her vagina produces a natural lubricant," and then I added in a huskier, seductive voice. "It means her body is ready to have her man's cock inside her. That she's ready for him to fuck her, make love to her. That she wants to join their two bodies into one, as lovers."

I'd stared lustfully into Daniel's eyes as I spoke, and my not-so-subtle way of inviting Daniel to fuck me was not lost on him, but rather than embolden him as I'd intended he became suddenly nervous.

"Mom, I want to, more than anything I've ever wanted, I want to... but you were right about me before. I'm not ready."

I could see the look of unadulterated lust on Daniel's face, but there were other emotions too that I hadn't expected, including a great deal of confusion.

"Why don't you lie with me a bit, honey? We can just cuddle for a while."

"That sounds nice, I'd like that," he replied, breaking into a little smile.

"Why don't you take your clothes off first, dear," I said. "I think we'd both like that."

I reclined back on the bed and watched in silence as Daniel stood before me, our eyes making contact as he got naked before me. Seeing my young, virile son in the nude again with that gorgeous blessing he'd grown between his legs was more than a pleasant sight for me, and I could not help but grasp one of my breasts and rub one of my excited nipples to add the my pleasure. I even managed to hold up one of my heavy tits close up to my face and suck on the hardened nipple, keeping eye contact with Daniel the whole time to see if I could get a reaction. The wide smile on his face and the look of lust in his eyes told me he enjoyed the sight.

Daniel looked so happy, smiling widely, as he approached me, and I held out one hand for him to take to further show him that I was now welcoming this level of intimacy between us. And with that, I took my son into my bed with open arms, both figuratively and literally, as we held one another tenderly and kissed as our hands took their time to travel and explore each other's naked bodies.

As much as Daniel's attention had been fixated on my tits earlier his hands were now just as engrossed on my lower body, starting with his hands that spent a generous time cupping and feeling up my ass. My head was practically spinning from the sensory overload of feeling Daniel's naked flesh molded against mine as our lips and tongues dueled with one another, but when I felt one of his long fingers slip over to caress my leaking slit, I lost complete control. My son stopped everything he was doing and held me tightly, keeping me steady as I screamed out loud, experiencing my first-ever orgasm in his arms, and then cradled me lovingly afterward as I took some time to recover.

"I haven't done anything like this for so long, I forgot how wonderful it can be," I smiled, practically glowing. "You don't know how happy it makes me to be able to explore these feelings with you." My face was only inches from Daniel's as we still held one another and I found myself once again getting lost in his beautiful eyes. My son's eyes, my lover's eyes. Circumstances may have forced us together, but now that it had happened I knew I wanted Daniel more than I'd ever wanted any man. My desire was such that he could make me cum with the slight touch of his finger, and now I wanted more. I was ready, we both were.

"I love making you happy," Daniel said. "And I know there's still so much more to learn. I can barely wait for you to teach me everything."

"I will dear, I promise," I replied, smiling even wider now, "But there's something else I need to tell you first."

"What?"

"Do you trust me, Daniel?"

"Yes, of course."

"Then trust me when I say you're ready. You're as ready as you need to be."

We were looking each other in the eye when I'd all but said the words; I wanted Daniel to fuck me. The certainty with which I'd spoken was not lost on him, but not enough to convince him just yet.

"I... I just don't want to do anything wrong... I'm still not even sure what to do, exactly."

"That's okay, dear, I can walk you through it. And it's not like you need to be perfect, I doubt anyone is their first time."

"But I want it to be perfect... for you. You deserve perfection. I won't be satisfied until I'm the best you've ever had."

"You already are, dear. No man has ever made me feel what I do with you, or even come close. Just lying with you here, holding each other tight, looking into each other's eyes, there's nothing more perfect than that. More than anything, I feel like our hearts have become one, and now more than anything I want our bodies to follow suit."

Daniel said nothing, still looking more than a little unsure of himself. I knew how much he wanted me, his eyes said it all. But that look of unease and fear was still there too. Maybe I

was

being selfish now, and with that I decided to relent.

"Okay, we can take our time," I said. "Here, I'll show you something new, although you kind of stumbled upon it yourself yesterday."

"I did?" David asked quizzically.

"Just lie back and relax," I said. "It's called a blowjob, when a woman pleases you by using her mouth on your cock. And before you ask, I don't know why they call it that. There is another word, fellatio, that some people say instead, and I think it's Latin or something, but I'm not sure."

"I'll try not to worry about it," Daniel mused.

"Good, just lie back and try to relax."

I decided to take things gradually, once again starting with little kisses and licks on Daniel's neck and shoulders while caressing those areas and others with my hands. More than anything, I felt that a lack of confidence was what was holding Daniel back from his true potential as a lover. Since I've always believed that communication between partners was the most important aspect, I saw an opportunity to kill two birds with one stone here.

"You have such an attractive body, Daniel," I breathed as sexily as I could as my hands traveled along the strong muscles of his firm arms and chest. "I always knew you were handsome, but you have grown up into such a good-looking man. When I saw you naked yesterday, and again today, I could feel butterflies in my stomach, and my heart began beating wildly. I haven't felt that way in a long time; I'd almost forgotten what it was like to feel that kind of excitement."

"I felt the same when I saw you today, Mom," Daniel replied.

"You did?" I smiled warmly back at him. I could sense Daniel becoming more comfortable and relaxed as I massaged his body, and was happy to see him opening up to me as well.

"You have such soft, beautiful curves, Mom. I love your big breasts, your wide hips..."

"Your bum," he added with a little laugh. "I couldn't stop staring."

"I saw what you were staring at," I said slyly. "It was my pussy. Your eyes were practically glued to it."