Exploring My Son’s Cock : Desperate Mothers

by Tori Westwood

My son Sam joins me on one of my more leisurely mountain expeditions.  We bond in a way neither of us expected when we reach the quiet hot springs.  Not wanting to get our clothes wet we head in naked, and I realize that Sam is not my little boy anymore.  He’s grown into quite the man, and now I want that manhood to grow a little further.  Read how I turn bimbo when the hot water touches my skin!

Excerpt:

“You nice and clean?” I asked.

“I’ve been scrubbing.”

“Want me to make sure you’ve got everywhere?”

Sam looked confused.

“I can help you, is what I mean,” I clarified, and I moved my hands beneath the water until they were touching his thigh.

Sam startled pretty good, but when he realized what was touching him he soon calmed.

“A bit of help never hurt anyone,” he replied eventually.

“Some parts are hard to reach,” I lied, moving up towards his cock.

I searched at the top of his legs, hoping to tickle his manhood and pretend it was an accident.  I could feel his hairs thicken, but I couldn’t find anything.

After a moment of slow progression, I felt the loose skin that held his balls.  To my surprise his cock was bolt stiff and pointing up at the surface of the water.  I’d been searching in all the wrong places.  I wrapped my hand around him and felt the strength of his arousal.

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Sam closed his eyes, and a jet of hot air left his lungs, billowing upwards.  “Mom,” he said, wriggling.

“Yes, honey?” I asked, and my hand started to move slowly up that terrific length of his.  Fuck, he felt big.  If he’d looked big flaccid then he must have been huge now.

“That feels good,” he croaked.

“Good boy.  I bet it does.  I’m just helping you, honey.  I know how lonely it can get on the mountain.”

His brow rippled.  “I haven’t … done anything in a while.”

I knew that he was talking about jerking off.  He was nineteen.  I knew full-well what people his age got up to.  For my part it had been a long time too.  I hadn’t pleasured myself in months.  Feeling Sam’s hard cock against my skin was a tonic I didn’t realize I needed.

My pussy awakened immediately.  I felt my heartbeat quicken.  The pool was having strange effects on the both of us.  I remembered then that some of the Tibetan legend around the pool hinted at sexy goings-on, but I’d only ever bathed here alone before.

So, Sam sat there and let me jerk his cock slowly.  His eyes stayed shut, and his face looked so serene.  I moved my lips to his and then Sam bridged the gap to kiss me.

The second our lips collided Sam’s hands were on me.  One touched my hips and then he reached over to grab at my breasts.  He squeezed them and moved out from the edge of the pool.  He knelt before me, passing his tongue into my mouth.

I tasted him and we shared the taste of that strange liquor too.  My hand pumped at his cock and Sam breathed deeper.

“Fuck, mom,” he cried, and then he rushed up out of the water.

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About the Author

Hey!
I write those dirty, taboo, incest stories that you have to read in secret.  The kind that get you hot and weak at the knees.  They're wrong, but oh-so right!
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