Forbidden Desires

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I met Scott during my senior year of college. We dated for a few years, and by twenty-six, we were married. Two years later, at twenty-eight, we had Tommy. We tried for a long time to get pregnant, and just when we thought it wouldn’t happen, we had our miracle baby.We were living an extraordinary life. It was like a fairy tale life for twelve years until our world stopped dead. Scott went in for a routine exam, and they found a mass. After further testing, the results came back, and we heard that dreadful word. He had cancer. Scott committed himself to fighting this dreaded disease, and I promise to stand with him and fight.Scott did fight the best he could, but unfortunately, it was a fight he lost. Two years later, he passed in a horrible death from that disease. So I find myself a widow at forty. I was numb and didn’t want anything to do with anyone.I couldn’t let my feelings of loss stop me. At this time, I had a young man who also had a loss, and I needed to help him through his grief. I left my job. I was lucky that Scott and I had saved enough money and made suitable investments. I was pretty well set for a while. For the next two years, my life focused on Tommy doing everything I could to help his life be more manageable. It brought us very close until he turned sixteen. At that time, like any other sixteen-year-old, he kept to himself and didn’t want interactions with me. It was all kept to a minimum.Then it seemed that on his seventeenth birthday, things changed again. He still spent much time alone in his room but would share much more with me when he wasn’t isolating himself.I started to change as well. Once again, I was thinking about sex. When my husband got sick, and to the present, I haven’t been with another man. I started to want sex again. For years, a few of my girlfriends have tried Antep Escort to talk me into dating their friends, but I just couldn’t. Although I have thought about sex, I still didn’t feel like I could date. I felt like I would be betraying Tommy. He only knew his father, and I do not think I could bring another man into our house.Many cold showers and a good supply of batteries have been getting me through the days. That was until one day in early spring. I was doing the laundry, so I had to go around and pick up the dirty laundry. Is it so hard to just put everything in the hamper?I went into Tommy’s room, and as with every seventeen-year-old boy, his dirty clothes were strung all over his room. I picked up a pair of his pants and bumped his desk. It brought his computer out of sleep mode. I stopped dead in my tracks, shocked at what I saw. Tommy was looking at porn. I don’t know why I was shocked. He was no different from any other teen boy.I couldn’t stop looking. When I clicked on the site, I was even more shocked. Tommy was watching mother/son porn. I found that I couldn’t look away. I watched mothers suck their son’s dicks, sons licking their moms, and then fucking. I watched four or five different videos. They were all basically the same, fucking and sucking.I left his room and walked to mine. I felt guilty that I was turned on. I stripped and crawled onto the bed. Reaching my nightstand, I brought out my trusty vibrator and worked it feverishly in and out of my pussy, giving myself an explosive orgasm. Throughout the day, I kept thinking of those videos, and I am ashamed to say I drove my vibe in me three more times that day, giving myself one orgasm after another. The last one was after Tommy returned from school and went to his room. I kept thinking of him watching those Antep Escort Bayan videos and thinking of me as he stroked his dick. The more I thought about that, the harder and deeper I drove, my vibe exploding as I thought of it.When Tommy went to school the next day, I returned to his computer to look at the history. Once again, he was watching mother/son porn. I have to be honest. At this point, I do not know if I was upset or turned on.I always tried to keep myself in shape, and after Scott passed away, I went back to the gym. It was a good getaway and helped me release my stress. Because of that, I toned up my body, and at forty-three, I felt like I could still catch a man’s eyes, but not a young stud. So I went from feeling pride and excitement to guilt when I thought that that young man was my son.Every day when Tommy went to school, I would see what he was watching the night before. It was always mothers and their sons. As the days went by, I became less upset about my son watching mother/son porn and more excited about it.My vibe wasn’t cutting it anymore. I needed a real cock. That is when I realized it had been six years since I was fucked by a man. Once my husband got sick, I was committed to his care, and then once he passed away, I was focused on my son. I started to cry as I saw how pathetic I was. I always loved sex and couldn’t believe I had been celibate for so long.I thought about telling Tommy I would be away overnight one weekend and go out and pick up a guy. Take him back to a hotel and fuck all night. But that wasn’t the way I was. But then my thoughts went to a place I would have never dreamed they would go. I thought about how I could enjoy a fuck session and never leave my house. Yes, I thought about seducing my son.I couldn’t believe my mind went there, Escort Antep but to be honest, I felt no guilt. I felt excitement. I devised a plan and went over it again and again. Whenever I thought about the plan, I got so excited that I had to pleasure myself. I needed to put this plan into place. I needed a cock before I went crazy.Friday night was going to be the night I put my plan in motion. Tommy went to a school dance and will be home at his curfew at eleven. I knew that when he came home, he would go to his room, and I would bet he would watch more porn. That is when I would confront him about his choice of videos.Friday night came. I was both excited and nervous. But I needed to go through with it for my sanity. So I wore a red and black corset with lacey panties. I put a long terry cloth robe over it so Tommy wouldn’t see what I had on when he first came home.Tommy came home just before eleven. I was sitting in the family room watching television. I asked him how the dance was. Per usual, I got, “Same old, same old.”He said good night and went to his room, as I expected. I gave him a few minutes before I quietly went to my room. I removed my robe and put on my black heels. I moved to Tommy’s room and stood outside the door. I was listening to try to hear if he was watching his porn.I took a second to get up on my nerve. Before I quickly opened the door and busted in without knocking. Tommy jumped and hiked the covers up over him before he started yelling at me. He was stroking himself, but I didn’t want to address that to embarrass him. He stopped yelling when he saw what I was wearing.I sat on the edge of his bed and said, “Tommy, I have to talk to you about something.””What is it, mom.””Can I see your computer for a second,” I asked him.He didn’t say a word but looked quite confused. I opened his browser to open his history, but I didn’t need to. The video he was watching was still open in a tab. “Are these the videos you watch?” I asked him.He tried to divert the conversation, but I pressed him to answer. “Is this how you think of your mother?”