A Mother’s Diary – Entry 03 – Thinking About My Son – [FM][M/s][incest][mom son]

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I was thinking about how hot it was to get my son all worked up like that at the ice cream shop. I’m writing about this now as I thought it was a real turning point in our relationship.

But earlier, I was lying on my bed having just had a shower. I was wearing my favourite night gown that showed off my cleavage, even if it was just myself – I was feeling pretty sexy after getting two young guys hard as a rock at the ice cream shop. It was time for some ‘me time’ after it all.

I grabbed my kindle to read the next chapter of the erotic story I was reading. It was just a typical billionaire romance. After reading it for a few minutes, I started to get all hot and bothered. I slipped my hand beneath my panties and massaged my already wet pussy.

I was well on my way to an orgasm so I reached over to get my vibrator from my bedroom drawer. Feeling the vibrations against the inside of my pussy and over my labia at times, sent my senses into overdrive. The kindle had been pushed aside and I actually found myself thinking about my son.

Conflicted about this at first, my horniness won over in the end. I thought about Ryan, the way he had grown up into such a tall, strong man. He’ll always be my sweet boy though. The vibrator was heating up and it felt so good inside me especially as I swelled up. But I missed having a real dick inside me. So, while I worked my way up to orgasm. I thought about fucking him. I couldn’t believe it. I was fantasising about fucking my son.

So, I pictured him on top of me. He’d say stuff like “I‘m gonna fuck you, Mom.” Just imagining him say that to me is making me wetter. And then I’d say back to him “I love you Ryan and I love how your cock feels inside me. Mommy wants you to fuck her harder, to love her the way a son should.”

And then I thought about sucking his dick. Oh my, I still can’t believe it. How can a mother think these things? But I couldn’t help it. I’d love to wrap my lips around his shaft and see the look on his face when I, his mother, give him the best blowjob he’s ever been given. He probably won’t last long haha. I’d swirl my tongue around, French kissing it, licking the head. I’d even just give it little pecks to tease him and see it twitch. Then I’d tickle and suck on his balls. I’ll make him feel such immense pleasure, he wouldn’t want to get with any other girls after me.

I can imagine him now. He wouldn’t be able to handle me I’m a Milf, literally. I see the way he stares at me when sunbathing, or in my workout clothes. He’d be breathing so heavily, straining every muscle in his body not to cum. He’s probably dreamt about me, watched porn wishing it was me he was jerking his cock to – I wonder if he wants to fuck me too.

Then after the blowjob, I’d sit on top of him and start fucking him, making sure to smother him with my big natural tits. I have a feeling he’s a big boobs guy from all the porn mags I found in his room when he was younger.

Anyway, I’d scream out loud like I’m doing now on my bed. “Oh YES! Cum for your Mommy, Ryan. Cum for me.” And I’d groan and kiss him with such passion as he tried his best not to cum inside me. But it wouldn’t take much as he’s very inexperienced, I imagine.

I come close to orgasm as I can feel myself getting ready to cum. I moved my other hand to massage my clit with the vibrator still inside me. Not long after, I started cumming. At the same time, I fantasised my son cumming inside me, thrusting into me as he pumped his cum inside me. It turns me on so much to think that my son came for me.

When I came down from my euphoric orgasm, one thing was still clear – I wanted to fuck my son. In fact, it has been so long since I had the company of a man, I needed to fuck my son. But how? I think he’s a bit too shy still? How would I get him on board?

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Dakota

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