“I think that was the best thing I’ve ever done too.” I kissed him. Our sticky, sweaty bodies came together and I felt his half-hard penis rub along my stomach. “My son knows how to fuck,” I said mischievously, giggling.
“Mom, you’re so beautiful,” David said as he caressed my face. “And you’re a beautiful person.” He kissed my forehead then pulled back to look at me. “Mom, you deserve to have great sex and to have someone meet your needs and make you feel good.” He kissed my lips and pulled me tighter into him, our naked bodies swaying together as he continued. “That’s all I want, Mom. To be there for you. As a man. You deserve that, Mom. You don’t need to be ashamed of that.” Tears started forming in my eyes. Whether it was from fear or joy, I couldn’t tell. Probably a mix of both. I was just overwhelmed with emotion. “I’m always going to be here for you,” David said and I felt his cock hardening again against my belly. “You’re a good mother. You deserve to feel good. We can make each other feel good. I love you, don’t worry about anyone else. Its time for you to think about what you want.” He kissed me passionately. Our tongues swirled together.
“Its hard baby,” I said. “I feel like a slut. I’ve never done anything like that before in my life.” I looked up at him, pleading. “That was by far the most intense sex I’ve ever had.” I bit my lower lip. “I want… I want to be your girlfriend.” David looked surprised. I wasn’t even sure what I meant by that. “Is that fucked up?”
“Not to me,” he said as he started to lead us towards the stairs. “Lets go sleep in my room. You can be my girlfriend.” He put his arm around my naked body as we walked up the stairs. “But I’m still calling you Mom.”
“I am Mom,” I said, smiling as I kissed him. I broke off from him and scurried to my bedroom quickly to turn out the lights. The TV at some point had shut itself off. I wonder how long we were fucking? My sense of time was pretty distorted. David had followed me slowly and stood in the doorway. His cock had partially softened and hung heavily in front of him. His chest and torso were perfect. He was strong and muscular but in a kind of natural way, not like some vain body builder who starves themselves for perfect abs. I grabbed my cell phone and glanced at the time. It was a little past midnight.
I left my room and followed David to his. This would be a unique experience. I had never slept in his room. We got into his bed under the covers. It smelled so good in there. I loved the smell of clean sheets. I loved the smell of my son. His hair, his skin, everything. He laid on his back with his arm around me, while I laid on my side, resting my head on his chest and my hand on his stomach. I draped my leg over his. My head was spinning, but I was so exhausted I drifted to sleep quickly.
PART II
It was one of the most memorable and surreal moments of my life to wake up in the morning light as it illuminated my son’s bedroom. David was spooning me, and both of us were naked in his bed. It wasn’t a dream. It wasn’t a fantasy.
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