Mother and Son

My name is Laura Walker and I am a thirty-eight year old single mom. Eighteen years ago I gave birth to my loving son Bradley. About a year after that, my then husband John walked out on us and joined the army. He just couldn’t cope with being a father. Maybe it was for the best as he was always coming home in the middle of the night and was out again first thing in the morning. He didn’t like being around his son, maybe it was that he had gotten jealous about all the attention his son got from me…I don’t know, it was just me and my little Bradley now.

Growing up I would let little Bradley share my bath with me. I am no prude when it comes to my body and we would often see each other naked around the house. Now my little boy Bradley was just about to turn eighteen. Yeah, he sees me occasionally in my bra and panties. Sometimes I would catch him ogling me even though he never knew I did. I would do the same with him. I loved my boy with all my heart and I was sure he felt the same way about me.

He told me once that he thought of me more of a best friend than a mom. Instead of calling me mom, he would call me by my name Laura sometimes. I didn’t really mind it to be honest but if we were in company he would always call me mom. We had always been very close with each other and now that he had grown up into a gorgeous young man I loved him even more. It has been quite obvious the past year or so, that my son was crazy for me and I have to admit, I am crazy about him too. Lately it’s taken all I have not to jump his bones. and I think it was the same for him wanting me. He is so cute and oh, so beautiful that he makes me wet just looking at him.

Our flirting and sexual conversations are becoming quite graphic at times and our affection for each other is showing more and more. He will do anything for me and I take full advantage of it. I can talk him into giving me massages and back rubs quite easily. It was around this time that my son confessed his desire to please me. Not only did he want my pussy, but he had a thing for my ass too. It seemed my son inherited my desire for kinky sex.

We’ve had so many conversations about how I like my pussy to be kissed and that he knew what I wanted as much as I did. But I still made him wait until he was eighteen before we had any kind of sex. We even started undressing in front of each other. I was okay with the looking at each other but no touching. I’ve watched my son’s cock become hard for me right in front of my very eyes. I have also allowed him to wash my back and even shave my legs during my bath. It was all very erotic and intoxicating.

The big day finally arrived. It was finally his eighteenth birthday, I walked up to the front door of my apartment and was about to put my key in the lock when my son opened the door. He had skipped his night class at the local community college so we could celebrate his big day. I knew why he was there, but I definitely wasn’t expecting him to be here this early. I asked him why he was home so soon as I smiled into his big brown eyes. He blushed, but kept eye contact with me. He was looking a little nervous and maybe unsure about his new found manhood. But bless his heart, he found the courage to tell me he wanted to make love to me.

“I can’t wait another minute mom.” He said as I watched his lips move.

“Maybe we shouldn’t do this. It could change everything between us.” I said to him. My voice was so soft I didn’t think he could hear me. I was really afraid he would back out but he didn’t listen.

As I walked in the door, my son put his arms around me and kissed me. It was warm and I accepted it with all my heart. I even let my tongue enter his mouth. It was so warm and exciting.

“Make love to me mom.” He asked in a soft and slow whisper in my ear as I was gently pulling my mouth from his.

It sent a tingle through my thirty-eight year old body to hear that. It was music to my ears. It also beylikdüzü escort let my deepest desires to touch him sweep forth. We stood there holding each other tight and letting our hands roam each other’s ass. He had found his way to my ass and squeezed it as I did the same to his. I could feel him trembling in my arms.

“Honey your trembling.” I said as I felt him shiver again.

I pulled him close again. I tried to slip my hand down the back of my own son’s jeans, but they were too tight. So letting go of my grip on him, I moved my hands around to his front and unbuttoned his pants. I then took him back in my arms and slid my right hand easily down on to his warm, tender butt. His skin was soft and felt wonderful to the touch. I know I have seen his butt hundreds of times as he was growing up but never have I felt so sexual about it.

“Are you sure this is what you want?” I asked him.

“Oh yes!” He said.

“Are you sure?” I asked him again.

“Yes mom…I’m sure.” He said again.

I told him that if he promised to keep this little secret of ours just between us, then I would be more than happy to have sex with him. But, he would have to wait until I showered first. I had just walked three miles home from the mall and not had a bath since the night before. I was feeling ‘sticky’ and I wasn’t looking my best as it was a stormy day out. I had no make-up on and my hair was a mess. I wanted to feel beautiful and sexy when it happened.

I offered to have him join me in a nice hot bath, but my son was not interested at all in waiting. He wanted me in my musky state and I was now too turned on to say “No”. The thought of him licking me down there in my fragrant condition was just too kinky to pass up. I would never let anyone do something like that to me accept my son.

There wasn’t much time for foreplay. We just found the closest place we could, which was the sofa in the living room. As I stood by our sofa, my beautiful eighteen year old son got down on his knees before me. He pulled down my shorts and panties in one swift move even though they were still damp with perspiration, and let them fall down around my ankles. I stood there naked from the waist down before him. My bare pussy just inches from his face. I stepped out of my shorts and panties then sat my naked ass down on the sofa. I opened my legs for him and immediately my musky scent filled the air between us. It was very erotic. I could feel the warmth rise between us. My son loved it!

As I watched my son close his eyes he slowly breathed in the aroma of my pussy as if to get high on it. He moved his nose so closer to my bare smooth cunt, so close that I could feel his hot breath on my skin. Bradley now introduced himself to my welcoming pussy. His kiss was long, slow and open-mouthed. It was so good that I purred for him. For the rest of his life my Bradley would now know what my pussy tasted like. We had now crossed a line that there was no turning back from.

I put my hand on the back of his head to keep him close to my cunt and also so he didn’t get any second thoughts. I lay back on the sofa and enjoyed every moment of it from his talented mouth. I kept my fingers tangled up in his soft blonde hair as he licked my most intimate part for over half an hour. It was so pleasing and wonderful to have a mouth that knew how to please me and I gave him all the encouragement he needed. A little part of me wished he wasn’t my son, if I am to be totally honest but he sure knew what to do to my now sopping wet pussy.

My son seemed to be a very good French kisser and what he didn’t know from experience he sure made up for in enthusiasm. He sucked on my swollen pussy lips like he’d been there all his life. My pussy lips were now very puffy with all the attention they were receiving and he took full advantage of the situation. He had craved my pussy for a very long time and now beylikdüzü eve gelen escort I was living up to his expectations. My son tenderly devoured me and it felt oh so good. I was so turned on that he had to swallow lots of my pussy’s warm, flowing juices. There was nothing I could do but let it flow out of me and into his mouth. It’s a wonder I didn’t drown my son.

Bradley kept licking lower until I felt his tongue brush over my pussy lips and touch my asshole. I couldn’t imagine that it would have tasted very good, but I lifted my legs and let him have what he wanted. He licked me there eagerly for three or four minutes until I brought my legs back down. Then, he went back to pleasing my very wet pussy again. It was one of the most beautiful days of my life letting my child get to know me so intimately, as a woman, and not his mom. When his mouth started to get sore from all the exercise he gave my cunt, I pulled myself from his face. I smiled at him and held his cute little cheeks in my hands. He had a grin on his face that looked like a Cheshire cat and it warmed my heart to see it.

“You’ve been a very good boy,” I told him playfully as we still smiled at each other and he was obviously relieved that he had performed so well.

“I love you so much, mom.” Bradley said as he looked me straight in the eye.

“Oh Bradley I love you so much my baby boy.” I replied with tears running down my face.

When I kissed him I could taste my pussy on his lips. It was unreal! He was still on his knees and now I was in the dominant position. So I started giving him really wet kisses. As we kissed, I let my warm saliva flow naturally into his mouth and he swallowed it without a single complaint. Soon after that we went upstairs to my bedroom so we could be more comfortable.

“Mom I have a confession to make to you.” He said as we entered my bedroom.

“What is it Bradley, are you wanting to back out of this now?” I asked with a little disappointment in my voice.

“Oh no Laura I’m not backing out.” He said with a smile on his face.

“I don’t know how to say this, so am just going to say it…I’m still a virgin mom.” Bradley blurted out.

“I love you so much and I want it to be you who I lose my virginity to.” He now said with a smile from ear to ear.

“This is a moment I will always treasure Bradley.” I replied as I took him in my arms and hugged him as tight as I could manage.

Without any hesitation we undressed each other fully before I pulled my son into bed with me. I took him into my arms and kissed him gently and he kissed me back with passion. He felt so warm against my naked flesh. My son was making me feel like I had never felt before. He kissed my neck, my ears, my shoulders, my breast as he explored his way down my body with his hands and mouth. His little licks, kisses and bites turned me on like never before and as his mouth closed around my pussy my orgasm ripped through me and I squirted over his face and in his mouth.

No sooner had my orgasm stopped than a second ripped through me again as I held on to my son as his mouth brought on yet another one. As soon as my body went all limp my son let go of me and lay down beside me with my juices covering his face. The rest of which was now puddled under my ass.

A few moments later I was able to move and I pressed my body against his. The flesh of his skin was so hot it felt like it was burning mine. It was my turn to kiss my way down his body licking in small circles. My fingers rubbed the parts of his body that my tongue didn’t. When I had licked my way to his cock, I could only stare at it for a minute before licking around the head then down the shaft to his balls. I heard his moans, which made me want to please him all the more. My mouth opened to take Bradley’s entire shaft deep down my throat. I wanted so much to please him. There was nothing beylikdüzü masöz escort else that mattered to me now. Faster with each thrust, he fucked my mouth. His balls grew tightened to his body. As he grew more excited, so did I. I didn’t need to be touched to be wet and aching.

“I’m cuuuuuuumming,” Bradley shouted out.

I happily swallowed his juices, letting some drip onto my breasts. It was warm on my flesh. As soon as he stopped cumming, Bradley pulled out of me then led me to his bed. As I lay back on my son’s bed he put my feet on his shoulders and let my knees drop, which gave him full access to my pussy. I squirmed as his fingers touched my clit and began to wiggle it back and forth. He then let a finger dive deep inside me. Then as I looked down to watch him, he buries his face between my legs.

“Oh Bradley.” I moaned out aloud.

His tongue licked my clit, before he sucked on it hard. It felt so good. I wanted more. My hips moved with his tongue, and my moans became gasps.

“More, Bradley, please.” No one had ever eaten me out that way before.

I had never felt as excited as his fingers fucked me hard and fast; as his tongue danced on my clit. I screeched as my body burst into orgasm for the fourth time in about an hour. As the wave of orgasm weakened, Bradley then got between my legs, pushing his cock deep inside my wetness. It was as if I was cumming all over again. We were in a frenzy of passion, rocking together, kissing, touching, and nibbling. My knees parted as wide as they could for him to deeply thrust into me. The bed rocked with us. My son kissed me as he fucked me. Then I grabbed onto him as I came yet again. This time, Bradley moaned and came with me. My legs wrapped tightly around his waist as we moving together. I clung to my son, not wanting to let go. He seemed to cling to me, too. When we could both talk again, Bradley looked into my eyes.

My son gave me full, yet wonderful, orgasms. I gave him one, too. I let him cum long and hard deep inside me. Then, we talked and kissed like lovers late into the night. My son fell asleep with his head on my bare breasts. I held him tenderly and lovingly until sleep took me over too.

The next morning, I woke up first. I wondered if my son would have any regrets. I wondered if he would still love me or break my heart? I wondered if he would be embarrassed or ashamed about the night before? I thought about getting up, getting dressed and pretending like nothing had every happened. But, I knew this was something that I had better not run away from. So, I lay there and waited for him to wake. About an hour later, my boy, no my man woke up and wished me a good morning and snuggled into my naked body. I knew then that we were going to be okay. The future was uncertain, but at that moment, life was so very sweet and so was my son.

I invited my son to take a shower with me. He not only joined me, but bathed me. It was wonderful. He washed my hair and body. After our shower, he dried me off and we sat naked on my bed while he brushed my hair. We spent the whole day hanging out together with lots of hugging, touching and kissing. We talked about intimate things like each other’s wildest fantasies. We also opened his birthday presents since we didn’t get around to it the night before. I think the only clothes that were worn that day were by me. I wore my favourite black panties for him. We made dinner and sat together at the kitchen table both of us grinning ear to ear. Then we went back to my…, no our… bed and made love for the rest of the night.

Having my son kiss my pussy is now a major part of our closeness in our relationship. Having his hard cock slide inside is also becoming a major part of it. My son decided to stay and go to a local college. He also spent the next four years with me. Bradley shared not only my bed, but his body too. He spent lots of time on his knees pleasing me.

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It’s seven years later now and Bradley has a nice, loving wife and family that I adore. Even after all these years, we not only love each other, but still make love to each other. He comes over at least once a month by himself for ‘coffee’ with mom. He still loves the scent of my sweet and tender flower and I hope he always will.

The End.