for incestuous stories online.
To feel more comfortable with what I was doing, because lets face it, I was now
uninhibitedly masturbating, I would have liked to have found a story to similar to my situation. I couldn’t and the closest scenarios I found were of experienced mothers
seducing their sons. With none of that experience myself, I could tell fumbling with any sort
of sex would be embarrassing. The thought almost made me stop. In fact, a chime from my
phone interrupted my personal dalliances and I rushed to pick it up.
*Jesus mom, I want to see them in person.*
What a thought and the words made me feel wanted in a way that was alien. There was a
hunger for him and I scrolled back to the picture of his dick and enjoyed staring at while I
read a story. This mother blatantly attacked her son for sex after she caught him
masturbating. My phone went off while me toes began to curl.
*That was over the line mom, I’m sorry*
I knew he was anguishing over my silence. Thrilled or not by our sexting, I wasn’t ready to
let him see me. Not that the idea wasn’t pleasing to me. Somehow the idea of ushering my
son into manhood was making my body heave more in heat. So when my body suddenly
went rigid and my world went to stars it was a surprise.
My sputtering pussy sprayed out in a show of peaking pleasure. I hadn’t even realized that I had been stroking myself. As I cooed in drunken pleasure it crossed my mind that for the first time in my life, I had just orgasmed. My bed was a mess and the screen of my laptop was sprayed with liquid. Not that I cared about that. The orgasm relaxed me and I passed out for an hour or two. I was awoken to a knock on my door, and I mumbled out a reply. When the door opened, I was caught naked by my son and panics as I ran into the bathroom screaming for him to get out. He left and eventually I moved back into the bedroom and found my phone.
*What are you doing?*
*Sorry I couldn’t help myself. I was worried when you didn’t respond.*
*Right? or you wanted to see me naked.*
*That too. By the way mom, super hot!*
I blushed and my heart began racing.
*You didn’t get a good look I hope.*
*No, but can I?*
God, he was bold. I liked it too, but it made me really nervous. This could spiral out of
control. *Honey, it would be wrong.*
*Yeah, but I want to. Don’t you?*
I sent the yes before I could fully think about the consequences. I was still in my baggy
shirt. It wouldn’t take much to invite him up to see.
*What do you like in an older woman?*
*Do you mean, what do I find attractive?*
*Yes.*
He sent a list that was pretty long in what he found attractive in a woman. The ones that
caught my eye were a bald pussy, older and an aggressive woman. The last one terrified
me. I looked down at my snatch and saw the dark hair, unkempt and wild. Embarrassed, I
got up to put clothes on. I texted him that I had to run some errands, and it wasn’t too late
to hit Walmart.
Friday night at Walmart meant it was packed. I grumbled to myself as I went through finding
some more form fitting clothes to try out at home. I even bought a nightie that was bright