Son and me

This happened to me recently and it’s still burning in my head…

I’m 38, a single mom of 18-year-old son. He came back from college for summer break and started acting strange. He would walk in on me changing or in the bathroom and instead of leaving he would stay and watch. At first I thought it was just curiosity, but then he started leaving his phone with porn open on the table when he knew I was around.

Last week I was on the couch in my tight tank top and shorts after a long day. He came home late from a friend’s house, eyes red like he was high. I was scrolling my phone and he sat right next to me without asking. I was wearing my normal thin bra and panties at home. He started asking weird questions about sex, how it feels, everything. My hands started shaking. I tried to push him away but he didn’t let go.

The air was thick. I could feel his breathing on my neck. My body betrayed me — I got wet even though my brain was screaming no. He leaned in and whispered how he’s always wanted this, how he can’t stop thinking about me. I cried, told him to stop, but he kissed me first. Soft at first, then desperate. My hands went to his chest… then slid down.

We didn’t even make it to the bedroom. He pushed me on the couch, lifted my tank top, sucked my nipples while I moaned like a slut. I grabbed his cock through his shorts and stroked him. He was hard as steel. I told him to stop, that this is wrong… but my legs spread wider for him.

He slid my shorts down, ate me out right there on the living room couch like he was starving. I came so hard I saw stars. Then he fucked me raw, slow and deep, whispering how he loves his mom. I came again and again until I couldn’t walk straight.

We finished on the floor, his cum dripping down my thighs. I’m still shaking. I love my son but I also love how dirty this feels.

What do you think… should I stop him? Or do you guys think I want more? Drop your thoughts below