It was the first time that I had ever felt a man’s hands on my body. I shivered involuntarily at his touch.
After kissing again, I stood upright which left my breasts pointing straight at Tom’s face. I have hard, high and proud breasts still and I watched rapt as my son leant forward and flicked one of my hard erect nipples with his tongue.
A quiet gasp escaped my lips.
Tom delicately sucked each pink throbbing bud into his mouth in turn, whilst gently squeezing the rest of my breast in his hand.
My head went back involuntarily and I closed my eyes and simply felt the wonderful suction and caress on my nipples.
Yet I also wanted to watch, so I forced myself to look down again at my child who had nursed and fed on those breasts so long ago, now returned to them to arouse me sexually.
Tom stood and I instinctively climbed onto the bed. I lay back and watched as my boy bared his body to me. His penis looked quite big as it arched away from his body but being in the confines of his trousers, it had not been able to fully erect itself.
Now free of any constraint, I watched terrified as the long, thick, meaty shaft swelled. It slowly lengthened and straightened, his foreskin slowly peeling back unaided, as his erection became full, the big mushroom head turning a dark purple as it engorged with blood.
Tom climbed onto the bed and knelt at my feet. Slowly I took the next step towards the terrible taboo that was fast approaching. I opened my legs and let my knees fall apart exposing my vagina to my son.
I was sodden, the lips glistening with my excitement and the shame.
Tom lowered himself between my legs and propped himself on his arms. There was to be no foreplay and no delay. I felt the huge crown of his penis touch me and I stiffened in fear. I then felt the touch again as it pressed into me a little harder and I felt the lips of my vagina being spread slightly. As my son eased himself into my tight opening, he stopped and just played the big bulbous head of his penis between my lips and the tight ring of my sex. He just opened me a little then eased back, only to return a moment later to tease my quivering, frightened vagina again.
It was starting to tease me and drive me crazy, I wanted my son to slide into me fully. My vagina was trying to clench on him, my quivering and expectant walls trembling in anticipation for his long thick rod.
Then at last, my son pushed slowly but steadily into me and I felt myself open to him. My insides were stretched apart and I felt every inch of him slide along my trembling pink walls.
After inch by beautiful inch, he was inside me.
I had just given my virginity (I know, I know) to my own son.
For the first time in my life I had felt a man’s penis enter me and it belonged to my son.
The next few minutes were the most wonderful in my life. As my son slowly eased in and out of me I felt my whole body responding. The build up to orgasm came quickly due to the incredible intensity of the situation. I looked at Tom, the poor boy was hanging on for dear life, the magnitude of the illicit moment being too intense for him also. Even as inexperienced as I was, I still knew he was already trying not to cum, I knew that he loved me and he was doing it for me.