Desperate Housewife

"Here's a little secret David...most girls like to be complimented on their looks. Forget the sports and caveman tactics...just talk to them about them."

"Really? Just talk to them...about them?"

"Right...flatter and sweet talk the girls...they'll bite...believe me. Look how you talking to me and I'm your mother no less."

David smiled and slowly inched up his bath towel...admitting,

"It's easy to talk to you mom...because...because I always had a thing for you. I think you're soooo hot."

My heart must a skipped a beat just then. Suddenly I was blushing from his candid revelation about me, and now I was looking at a cock that had to be eight inches long. I haven't David's privates since he was twelve and I took him to the doctors for an examination and I haven't seen another man's cock since the last time Keith and I made love. David just smiled and was probably gauging my reaction...to see how far he could push me. And he was pushing me...big time.

"David...I'm your mother. Where in God's good earth did you get such a crazy idea?" David shrugged his shoulders and revealed,

"From my friends. They think you're hot...very hot. We were drinking one night down at the reservoir with some of the other guys and we got on the subject of hot, sexy women and someone mentioned you. I can't remember who mentioned you...it was two years ago. Well, I guess I must have had a little more than I should have and said to them,

"My mom is a hottie...that's true, but she's not into sex or that kinky stuff. She's just a regular mom." Then we were onto something else and I don't remember what after that. I must have gone home...it was very late."

If David his friends had the hots for me, I never even saw the warning signals. Every time they were over to my house and I was serving them milk and cookies...they were lusting after me and thinking about me sexually? Perhaps screwing my brains out during a gangbang...if given the chance? This was certainly an earthshaking revelation to say the least and I had to wonder where in the Hell was my motherly radar?

I never noticed David's hand inching its way up my back under my tee shirt and subtly unfastening the two hooks of my bra...with just one hand. It was then I realized that my son had more experience than he was admitting to. I should have said no way, but I couldn't. I knew I always that I had deeply buried passions for my handsome, well built son...but to suddenly have them pulled to the surface...now...this very moment? I suddenly found myself under David's seductive spell as I hesitantly pulled my tee shirt up over my head and allowed my lose bra to slip off my shoulders.

My ample DD breasts jiggled and bobbled into view and soon two strong hands were fondling and caressing them. Someone other than my emotionally cold hubby was now appreciating my tits. David was now arousing me in a way I never thought possible. I don't exactly know when, but I had his eight-inch cock in my hand and jerking him off vigorously. All I knew was the moment and that I wanted it...I wanted it bad. My hand slid up and down the object of my now enveloping lust and passion. I stroked David until he was stiff and then took his spear of Eros and deep throated him. It felt odd at first...a big dick deep down my throat, but yet, I was enjoying it. I never deep throated my husband's cock...not in the eighteen years we were married. Keith was a puritan when it came to sex and we always did it the old-fashioned way...or doggie style if he was in the mood. I sucked David's cock for nearly half an hour until my legs started cramping up and I suggested as I removed my shorts and panties,

"Would you like to pleasure me now...suck on my hottie mom's pussy?"

I didn't have to ask twice. Soon I was flat on my back on David's small bed and spreading my thighs wide. Then my son did what I always fantasized him doing...sucking my pussy like a sex starved pervert. To say my son was a natural would be an understatement...he knew exactly how to please a woman...this woman. He sucked my bean-sized clit for all it was worth and then some. My orgasm...one of many was soon realized...I exploded. My pussy juice flooded into his young, hungry mouth and the look in his eyes spoke volumes to me. For almost hour, David pleasured me in a way that Keith could never hope too. Even my dildo friend palled in comparison to a live vibrant cock. My husband never did me orally...not that I could ever remember. I think I would remember that. Again, my orgasm hit me like a Mack truck. Again, David looked up and smiled...the look of love I think...or just plain animal lust. That's when I had to have him completely and said,

"Please fuck my pussy...baby. Fuck me long and hard. Knock my juicy pussy over the fence for a homerun."

David didn't say a word. He just repositioned himself...teasing me at first with his well-endowed cock. We looked each other in the eyes and without warning...he drove into me...into my hot, neglected cunt. Thrust after thrust...his ramrod pushed up into my belly. Thrust after thrust...I quivered and shook from shear delight...my perky tits rebounding on my heaving chest. Suddenly, David's cock stiffened and I knew he would come. I said,

"Baby...please, cum inside me? It's ok...I'm on contraceptives now."

David exploded and I felt the warmth of his young virile cum fill me. The pleasure I felt then can't be described, but yet...words aren't necessary. When he ejected the last drop of his cum into me, David collapsed on top of me...sweat pouring from the both of us. We laid together for nearly an hour when I said,

"Well...you're certainly not a virgin any more. Any thoughts you like to share with me...slugger?" David smiled and mentioned truthfully,

"Yeah...I told you a little white lie earlier...mom. Um, I lost my virginity a year ago to Karen Smith. But to be truthful, I think you're much better than she was...you're more experienced." I rolled my eyes and kissed him tenderly and mentioned,

"I kind of guessed you told me a little white lie because you made too many subtle moves for someone who was supposed to be an inexperienced virgin afraid of girls. Any other revelations you care to share?"

"I'm hungry...anything to eat...besides your tasty pussy...mom?" I smacked him on the arm and got off the bed...sighing,

"Now I have to feed you...geeze. You men are all alike."

We didn't even bother to get dressed. We went down to the kitchen naked and I made him the best hero sandwich he ever had. After we ate, on the spur of the moment...given the erotic mood I was in, I spread grape jelly on his cock and sucked him to hardness. My fuse decidedly lit, we made love on the kitchen table...the living room sofa...the living room coffee table...the sunroom floor...and my bed...well into the evening. David was even better the sixth time around, but whose counting?

After that passionate afternoon fuckfest with my son, my erotic high soon began to wane the next day in the light of reality. I decided that having incestuous sex was plain wrong and it will never happen again...if I have anything to say about it. To be honest, being a loving and caring mom does trump incestuous lust and desire when all is said and done. So we never fucked again, but would talk about our intimate thoughts whenever we felt a need too. With that all said, I have to be very honest and admit that my incestuous afternoon with my handsome son was the best fuckin and the most erotic sex I ever had in my life. I was kind of sad when my son left for college before Keith and I divorced in late October. However, my son and I have grown closer as a result...not because of that passion filled afternoon we shared, but rather because of our mutual love that went far deeper than the normal mother/son love.

I'm getting ahead of myself...forgive me. As for my cold husband, it turns out he was fucking around with a stable of willing babes that he was seeing on the sly. So, in October, I willing gave his cheating ass the heave ho and I filed for a divorce and got it without any objections from Keith. I got the house, the Navigator and our summer cottage at the lake and numerous niceties to many to mention here.

As for Clark Tyson...remember him? After my divorce, I seen him now and then down at the supermarket and soon we developed a casual friendship. This casual friendship led to more and I found out on our first and only date that he was gay...very gay. What a waste of a man meat...go figure. However now I was free to explore all the possibilities of love and erotic sex with the right man...and love and sex can be found where you least expect it...I'm living proof of that.

The End