Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

A Slut For Her Son:>Ep6

He was holding my head as he was shooting his potent seed into me slightly raising his hips as if trying to put his prick deeper down my throat with each blast of his cum. I was pretty close to passing out when he finally let me go. I quickly came up for air, choking and coughing.

"Oh god Mom, are you OK?" I heard real concern in his voice.

I supported myself on my hands right above his hard cock breathing hard trying to recover. He put his leg down and was looking at me running his hand over my hair as if trying to help me recover. "I'm Ok... I'll be fine..."

I was slowly coming down off my own sexual bliss, looking at my son's slowly shrinking cock. The thought of me drinking his cum was slowly fading, and the realization of what just happened started sinking in.

I straightened up standing naked between his legs and looked at him.

"Son, I a... Oh god..." The tears were swelling in my eyes.

How could I have done this, he was my son. He quickly reached out and grabbed me by my arms.

"Mom, please, it's my fault. I clearly took advantage of you... it's not your fault"

"Son but... I'm your Mom... I'm the adult here"

He sat on the edge of the table and brought me close to him, right between his legs. My stomach brushing against his cock.

"Mom, you're the most beautiful woman I ever seen and... I love you... and what is wrong with me giving you pleasure... you're still my Mom and you always will be... I just want to make you feel good" He was such a gentleman, after all that has happened here. I cupped his face in my hand and looked deep into his eyes.

you don't think

you want to be a slut... than it's Ok too... I mean why

an innocent way, I couldn't tell him that it wasn't that simple. I brought my lips to his and he accepted me without turning

let this continue. It was too dangerous,

I just need to think

I knew he was looking at me, looking at my naked ass, and it brought the all familiar shiver to me. For some reason that I couldn't understand, I love exposing myself to him. But that's how

days I avoided my son. When he was home I tried to be busy doing things away. I wasn't mad at him, I was just trying to come to terms with what I've done, and if I should continue down this

daughter and Tommy. Although the movie that was on seemed to be very interesting, my husband and my daughter were really not into it. Soon my husband began to

hard day at work, you coming

stay up and

and I sat there watching the movie. From time to time I stole peaks at him, involuntarily, thinking of our last encounter, thinking of what would have happen if I let him... I noticed that when I wasn't looking, he would turn his head and look

walked up grabbing the poker to move the logs around. I could feel my son's eyes

fire. My short skirt that usually stopped half way up

ass. Oh god, I couldn't get into this again... not now... not

hot and your blouse shows off

upfront, so sure

shouldn't think about my tits so much" I said standing there by the

don't know. Maybe because of

better if you raised it up

Jesus Tommy... I can't... I