“Charlie you are my son. It would be wrong to do what you want with me. I know what I am doing with Marcus is wrong but not like Mother and son together. I want you to understand that. If you want me you can have me any way you like. I would love to love you completely. Do you understand?”
“I know it is wrong but I have wanted you forever. Not just since we got on this island. I dreamed about you at home. I wasn’t upset about Dad and Carla. I was upset because he hurt you. He can have Carla all he wants, half the boys in school have fucked her. Yes I want to love you completely.”
I took his face in my hand and pulled him down to kiss him. This time it wasn’t just a peck on the lips. When our lips met our mouths opened and for the first time I gave him a lovers kiss that went on and on. My hand dropped to his shorts and unsnapped the catch. his pants dropped to his knees. I followed them down as I lifted his hard young cock to my lips and took him in my mouth. His hands were covering my breasts through my top. I pull of him long enough to tell him it was alright to take off my top and anything else that happened to be in the way.
“You like me sucking on you?” All I got was a nod. “If my bottoms were off you could find somewhere else to put this if you like.” He must have really liked that idea a lot because in nothing flat I was on the grass and My sweet Charlie was buried to his ball in my hot cunt. “Yes Charlie fuck your Mother.”
I learned a lot about sex the next month before we were finally recued. Sex with Marcus and Charlie was the best a woman could ever have. I didn’t love Marcus but I loved fucking him. He was all man but what I loved was the taboo of being with a black man. I loved Charlie like a mother and I loved fucking him it was the taboo of fucking my own son. I may fuck a black man at some time but I will fuck Charlie as long as he wants me.
I was never with the both of them together. Charlie would give us some time alone and Marcus did likewise. Marcus and I never bathed together. Charlie always bath with me. I did more than just dry his front.
We were finally rescued by a ship and plane Mike had hired to search for us. My last night with Marcus was with mixed fillings. As he fucked me for the last time I pulled him down and kissed him, His face was no longer ugly.
We are back home now. Mike kept apologizing for Carla until I finally told him it was alright. He is working a lot now. I’m not sure he doesn’t have a Carla on the side but I don’t care. Charlie is in college and living at home. I have kept the promise I made to him on top of the mountain. I am his any way he wants me. Like his father twenty years ago, he wants me a lot. Just as I want him.