tagIncest/TabooHorny Widow With a Sexy Son

Horny Widow With a Sexy Son

byDonna19063©

My son Jerry, at age 20, has always slept naked and without covers except on those rare instances when it got too cold for him. As he matured it was not unusual for him to sport an erection in the early mornings. As he approached his twentieth birthday the erections were sometimes quite beautiful.

I'm a 43 year old widow of several years. Since then my sexual needs were for the most part satisfied by my toys or my fingers. On occasion when either they or I felt the urge I would join a school teacher couple at their hunting cabin. There we would spend a weekend exploring each other's mutual fantasies.

My name by the way is Donna. I stand 5'6" in my naked state and weigh about 115 in that state. My boobs since everyone seems to want to know that fact fill a B cup quite nicely. The rest of my body is I am assured is quite attractive and my manner is considered friendly by all and sexy by those who I wish to have that impression.

I work as a bookkeeper while Jerry pursues higher degrees in Mechanical Engineering. He seems to be interested in research. This never stopped him from Track and Field and he is a high scorer for his teams.

Of course this gives him a better than average build which in turn when combined with his good facial features and humorous but serious personality makes him attractive to the female half of the world.

While we never discussed it I assumed that he and they mutually serviced each other's sexual needs. One day while thinking along those lines I found myself aroused. That happened to be a Sunday and Jerry happened to be taking a nap.

Since neither of us had ever indicated and discomfort with the other's body we had made no great effort to hide them from the other. I don't mean to imply that we ran around the house naked but were not overly concerned about open bedroom doors or half dressed room to room dashes either.

I assumed that Jerry masturbated but I didn't pry. I never caught him at it however I did on occasion find dried cum here or there.

So anyhow on this particular sunny afternoon in mid Spring Jerry was taking a nap. I was gathering darks for laundering. Jerry was good about separating his clothes into the dark, medium and white baskets in the bottom of his closet.

I thought nothing of quietly entering his room to grab complete my gathering up task. I entered quietly and, no, I didn't catch him masturbating, but .........The sun was shining across the center of his body.

His face was in the shadow but his erect penis was alive and twitching in the bright sun. He must have been having a wonderful dream. I was surprised and fascinated by the sight. Suddenly I was in love. I was in love with that beautiful cock.

That wonderful cock that I could never have. I could never enjoy making love to it. I could never enjoy the feel of it entering my hot, slippery vagina. Never feel it shoot it's boiling cum deep inside of me.

In a daze I picked up my load of clothes and turned to leave. Jerry, who I thought was still asleep spoke.

"Sorry mom, I hope I wasn't an embarrassment." He had pulled a sheet up to cover himself but it was tented proving that it must have been quite a dream.

"No apology necessary." I replied, still dazed a bit. "I couldn't help but envy the local female population."

"Oh. Why? It's certainly by no means the envy of the locker room."

"Well." I replied, suddenly becoming bold. "Any girl who sees it would love to have it. It is beautiful."

"Well that's nice to hear but it looks to me like something only a mother could love."

Then, a moment later, apparently the double meaning of what he had just said sunk in. He turned bright red. Remembering my own thoughts so did I. Then some how we began to laugh. A moment later we were both laughing so hard that I had to lean against the wall to support myself as my son rolled back and forth on his bed.

I eventually calmed down a bit then without thinking further I said.

"If you weren't my son I'd show you how much a woman could love it."

"And if you weren't my mother I'd be chasing you around the room with it."

"You'd catch me easily because I wouldn't run very fast." Said I making the obvious reply but softly.

With that we both became silent. After a moment or two I picked up the basket and headed toward the laundry room. I couldn't help but wonder.

"Have we crossed a line here." As I thought about it I was both pleased and apprehensive.

Over the next several days the sightings just didn't happen. But on the next laundry day when I did Jerry's underpants I noticed that they were all stained with dried cum. Usually there would be none or possibly one.

I assumed that he used tissues as there was always a box near his bed. I further assumed that they went down the toilet as I seldom found any. If I did it was buried somewhere among his bed linen.

After a week Jerry apparently relaxed. He again left his door open. As his twenty first birthday approached I wondered about an appropriate gift. One morning as I passed his doorway he was obviously awake.

I knew that he would be as I had heard the toilet and the shower a few minutes earlier. I decided to bring him a cuppa. When I entered his room I had the feeling of a staged scene. There were pillows behind his back and his hand rested near his straining hard on.

I felt my pussy pulse as I fought a desire to simply bend and take it into my mouth. It had been a long time since I'd had the pleasure of teasing a real cock into ......... well, into. I handed Jerry his coffee and asked.

"Your twenty first is coming up darling. What can I get you. I'd like it to be special." I deliberately left myself wide open.

My son thought for a minute then said. "Well mom, what I really want, I can't have, I think. So I'll leave the choice up to you. I'm sure I will love it, what ever you decide."

"Well." I thought to myself. "It's out in the open." Even if no words were spoken we both knew what that exchange meant. Now, the next move, or lack of a move, was up to me.

Over the next week as I looked through the open door at that beautiful sight a plan began to take shape. The best part of the plan was that Jerry got the present but without the guilt. I watched him carefully over the next three days as my plan developed.

One thing that I had noticed that made Jerry different from his dad. My husband always woke up hard, but with an urgent need to piss. When he finished that chore he was soft.

Jerry on the other hand almost woke up about six AM, went to the bathroom then back to bed. Any AM hard was from erotic thoughts and not from a need to urinate. It was 7:00 on his birthday morning when I put my plan into effect.

I entered Jerry's bedroom wearing only a long wispy nothing which had always brought his dad to attention. In one hand I carried four soft linen ropes already made up into a proper configuration for my plan. In the other I held a new feather duster.

Jerry's position made my job very easy. He was spread eagle on the bed. In just a moment he was tied in that position and just coming awake. I bent and kissed him. He must have been expecting me. He smelled of Old Spice and tasted of Colgate.

Nevertheless he had really been sound asleep. I kissed him again, this time sweeping his lips several time with my tongue. As he came awake I moved away and stood by the bed. He first observed my naked body only minimally hidden by my gown then he ravished that body with his eyes. He quickly realized his immobile status.

My son was always a quick study. He immediately discerned that whatever was going to happen was something that he was going to enjoy. I picked up the feather duster. It was part of my initial planing but I was unable to buy one anywhere. I had finally remembered a brand new one stored in the attic.

I tickled his feet with it one by one. Then I did his legs up and down carefully avoiding his straining hard on. His whole cock was pulsing in anticipation as I skipped over it and did his chest and rib area. The tickled up and around doing his whole body twice without ever touching his now quivering cock.

I smiled as I thought of what it would be like to know the going's on of his little brain. However I did know what was going on in my little brain. So I knew that his was begging for relief. I was giving myself a little relief.

The fingers of my other hand were roaming around my pussy, uncontrolled by my big brain.

"Oh God mom. I've never seen anything as sexy as you are at this moment. I wish I could take a picture of you for real but I will never forget this sight of you as long as I live.

At that moment I very lightly touched his cock with the feather duster. I had not said word one and did not intend to. Jerry looked at my face. His eyes filled with passion. I very deliberately looked back and forth from his cock to his eyes.

I knew that my eyes were filled with the same passion as my sons. I pursed my lips then slowly licked them. That did it. Jerry's balls and his cock began that movement that I knew from long experience was the predecessor to orgasm.

First came a small spurt. Then a larger one. Then an almost continuous stream of cum flew from the end of his cock, in an arc landing on his face and his upper chest.

There was one glob which landed across his lips from nose to chin. I bent my face to his. I used my tongue to lick off first that just below his nose, then that on his chin, finally that on his lips. The clean up soon gave way to French kissing.

Meanwhile my fingers were rapidly bringing my pussy to it's first orgasm of that morning. I quit kissing my son so as to allow him to watch me masturbate. I knew from experience that men love watching women do it as much as women liked to watch men.

I looked at Jerry's cock. It seemed to have recovered quickly. It was one of the pleasures of copulating with young males. I had fond memories of a preacher's son. He didn't do it well but he could do it often.

I debated with myself. One part of me was urging me to give him a blow job that he would never forget. The other part of me wanted to sit myself on that rigid pole standing up there and ride it into several glorious orgasms.

Then my practical side took over. I should drain him down first. Then he could last long enough for a lasting round of intercourse. I did him up and down with the feather duster. By then it was rigid and swelled ready to burst.

I kneeled on the bed beside him and, at long last, took my son's cock into my mouth. I wet it thoroughly with my saliva rich tongue. Then I slid my mouth over it and slowly down till I could take no more of it. My tongue had been active on it's underside as I had moved myself to a position between his legs.

I wanted him to ,be in a position to watch and enjoy. I was right about youths recovery time. He was about to come again. I concentrated my mouth's attention on the upper part of his cock. I was to far out of practice to handle a deep throat orgasm.

I was holding the head of his penis with my lips when he shot his load. It was not nearly as much as his first one. Suddenly I realized that his cum tasted exactly like that of his father. It became a very pleasant memory. It was possibly a sign from beyond the grave.

"Happy birthday my erstwhile son. I do hope that you enjoyed that. By the way you taste just like your dad."

"God mom. I've never felt anything so fantastic. I've had a couple of blow jobs, pardon me for being crude. Neither came anywhere close to being that good. You were fantastic."

"Practice makes perfect, as they say. Your friends will get better at it just as you will get better doing eating pussy, pardon me for being crude.

I gave his cock a few more minutes to recover. Meanwhile I kissed him again. Our tongues did a traditional dance as I anticipated the next event. Meanwhile pussy juice was running down my thigh.

I turned back toward the foot of the bed. I bent briefly to give Jerry a very quick lick and suck. I kneeled across him positioning and repositioning myself till I had the head of that beautiful cock right where I wanted it.

It's head was surrounded by the swollen lips of my vulva. The tip was poised so that when I made my next movement it had no place to go except inside of me. The look on my son's face was beautiful to behold.

Jerry spoke. "You are so beautiful mom. That thing you're wearing makes you more naked than if you really were. I'm so glad that you left it on."

At that moment I made it official. I let my body sink down and allowed his cock to enter deep into me. We could get no closer. We were now committing incest. I rested there savoring the moment. But not too long.

The thrill of the moment had tightened my cunt around him. His cock was making those little twitches and movements that cocks make at moments like this. My cunt responded with it's own version which led me to begin to actually fuck my handsome son.

Only his hands were restrained. His body was able to move just fine. We adjusted our movements to each other. Soon we were screwing like we had done it a hundred times before. Me, I was thinking that I would like to do it another hundred times.

Jerry was good. He had some very nice moves. In and out, in and out, each time the thrill was the same. I had a little orgasm, then two minutes later another. A minute after that a third. Not momentous ones but very definite orgasms.

About then Jerry gasped. "I'm getting close mom. It's time for me to pull out if you don't want me to come inside of you."

"No my darling, I want to feel your hot cum blast inside of me. It's been so long, so very long." At that moment Jerry did come. As it did and it's heat triggered a mighty orgasm followed by a series of gradually diminishing ones which finally ended. My body which had been deliciously hot also cooled.

I lifted my weight from my son and laid beside his still bound body. I held his still wet cock in my hand as I whispered to him.

"Next time ......."

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