Madre e hijo

This that I'm going to tell you is true and it happened to my friend, shortly after she moved to Uruguay. It's a mix of guilt and desire. I had sex with one of my sons. It was this summer, at home, alone with him.

I had been wanting it for a long time, perhaps it was just a fantasy at first but these last months it was such a strong impulse that I started thinking about how to do it without risk.

If you ever cross your mind to do it with a son, even if it seems crazy, do it or at least try. The pleasure it gives is so intense that it's worth it. But do it well, give him signals. Don't force him, wait like I did.

The desires grow so much that we can no longer contain ourselves.

It's the most beautiful thing that has happened to me in bed. Different from all the men I had sex with after my divorce.

I have a partner who I'm very well with, but having sex with one of my sons made me a complete woman.

The desires were dominating me these last times. But wait for the opportunity and start giving him clear signals.

I'm 49 and he's a little over 18. He's young, strong, masculine, desirable, and... now I know he's very potent sexually.

I wanted to feel what it's like to make love with my son. I wasn't raised that way, so I took my time deciding.

Then the son I desired more, and always showed me more affection, turned 18, I gave him signals of what I wanted and... I did it.

One morning he came to visit me, this summer. When he woke up, I saw him in his bed, two meters from me, in all his youthful masculine beauty.

As there had always been trust in my house, I sleep almost naked and he with a simple short. Note that the sheets weren't enough for the cold morning of summer and I invited him to get into bed with me because I would get up to prepare breakfast.

I had very large contained desires but didn't know how he would react. I had given some signals in our conversations about sex as mother and son, then I opened my legs slowly and

my sex showed because I don't wear underwear at home in summer. I only use a short garment that leaves my ass and pussy visible when I turn over in bed.

He started looking at me as he woke up and I noticed his cock was hard and lifting his briefs. He's a tall, well-built boy who isn't a virgin. He has a girlfriend where he lives and has sex like anyone else.

He comes to visit me like my other sons, but only stays in my bedroom, where there are only 2 beds, because I no longer have the married bed. Due to his studies and work, he's inside the country. He was and is very close to me, calls me every night and we talk about everything.

When he came to my bed, he hugged me like when he was a kid but the bed is from a hostel and I'm stuck to him.

We put ourselves on our sides, I hugged him with my back against his chest. I felt his breathing in my ear... soft and tranquil.

After a while we changed positions, both of us face up, and I saw his cock lifting his shorts. I put my head on his chest and gave in to my temptation and desire. I felt his young, strong, and... forbidden body.

I started giving him motherly caresses and then couldn't help myself and started kissing and caressing him like a lover, which he didn't oppose. He was also giving me kisses and caresses, very tender like a son, without speaking. I took advantage of it and responded as a woman, but my arm hit his hard dick, lifting his briefs impressively. He continued with his caresses in my hair... I said nothing... after a while we got up without anything happening. And that was all... that day.

A little later, my son comes to visit me again... and this time yes... I had to pass what I had to pass... we had sex like never happened before.

Already more distant but loaded with the desire from the previous time, I started playing innocent games of hands. I had put on a short shirt, very simple, without bras, without anything underneath, and took advantage of putting myself close to him.

During dinner that night of his second visit (with intentions) (from part mine) I hinted at what I wanted by opening my legs and showing him my sex while we were having dinner.

After dinner, we went to my bedroom. From the game of hands where we simulated a fight, we passed the hugs, all in silence. Only our agitated breathing could be heard. He hugged me, rubbed my buttocks, I whispered things to him... and I came to bed.

I got on my stomach... he arrived and put himself on top of me, I felt his hard cock and didn't move. He thought it wasn't the moment and went to the bathroom.

I feared he would masturbate and I'd miss his cum. I provoked him to come back and he did, putting all his weight on top of me and feeling his cock about to explode against my ass, which they say is irresistible and very tempting. This time not only did he get up... but also started giving me kisses on the neck and caressing my back.

I began to move so he could see I wasn't rejecting him... but wanted more. At a moment we forgot everything, We were completely alone, dead with desire and I realized we weren't just son and mother anymore, but man and woman.

I was wet and lifted my hips to leave no doubt about what was coming. We were a man and a woman who desired sex.

My son took off his shorts and I got on my knees. He started pushing his cock softly against... my buttocks.

I wanted him to enter there and he put the tip in, but I wasn't ready for that and losing his cum.

I kept moving under him, and he couldn't hold back and finished almost immediately with a soft cry of pleasure.

I felt the cum running down my legs, coming out of my buttocks.

A moment passed, and then it stopped again. I turned over and opened my legs completely. I wanted him inside, all inside.

I felt the weight of his young and strong body resting on my crotch, what a pleasure!!

When he saw me lying on my back, he put himself in me again. We started kissing and caressing again, and I got wet again. He put it... all in and started feeling like he was enjoying my pussy latia. penetration, seeing her closed eyes feeling myself inside me.

My word: wet pussy...her agitated breathing...her soft moans..her vitality...the movement of her hips.

Letting myself be carried away by her desires and enjoying her cock, we came together. I giving my full-of-pleasure moan, closing her eyes and with her soft moaning having put all her cock inside, with force leaving all her cum inside...what pleasure!!!

Every night we talk on the phone, and if the topic comes up we talk but not much, desires are accumulating and I'm only waiting for my son to come back and visit me.

I don't know what's going to happen from here to a time. We're talking about leaving it like this, in secret and enjoying now but free of jealousy and commitments.

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