I’m a lonely single mother with a lonely son.
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My son’s name is Gunner, and as masculine as that name sounds, it fits him perfectly. He’s 21 years old, 6’1 and weighs about 210 lbs. As they say, He’s built like a brick shithouse! To top it all off, he’s a really good-looking kid. His biggest problem is he has never had a girlfriend, simply because all he does is study. He wants to be a police officer, so he’s working hard at collage, then hopefully hired to the local the police department. I’m a single mother, 45 years old and lonely most days. I work about 40 hours a week and I have a lot of free time. Unfortunately, I don’t have anyone in my personal life except Gunner. Most nights I masturbate in my bed and fall asleep alone with my toys, thinking of what it used to be, like having sex on a regular basis. I don’t know if Gunner has ever had sex, but if I had to guess, I’d say no. Last week he said, “Hey mom, if I split it with you, can we go away for a few days, like a mini vacation?” I told him I loved that idea, and I thought we both needed a little break.
I know it’s not right, but I think about my son sexually all the time, It’s hard not to. I haven’t been with a man in almost 10 years, he’s as hot as they come, so 2 plus 2 equals 4. My imagination has him getting all his pent-up sex drive out on me. I never thought it would ever actually happen, it’s just my little fantasy, but our little vacation changed all that. We decided on a beach that’s about 2 hours away from our home. We rented this cute little b & b house, and it was a short walk to from the beach. We had it for 4 days and three nights.
When we got there, we were both anxious to get to the beach, so we changed into our suits and headed up there. I have a really nice body and have been told by my friends that I look like I’m in my early thirty’s. In fact, one of my friends, A lesbian woman, told me that If I was gay, we’d already be together. I took that as a huge compliment. She also told me once, that I was at the top of her fantasy list. That made me feel really good about my appearance. I decided to tease Gunner a little and packed my smallest bikinis. I knew it would also help me with my fantasies later on. The one I was wearing that day was not the smallest, but it was high cut and very sexy looking.
As we were on the beach, I decided to go in the water and cool off. Gunner had already been in, so I went by myself. I could feel his eyes on me when I walked away, and I actually liked it a lot. When I got back to our beach spot Gunner surprised me by saying, “Ya know, for an old lady, you look really good, as good as any of these young girls out here.” My pussy instantly got a little tingle in it.
Then I said, “Old lady? You’re damn right, I keep in shape so I can compete with these young little shits.” We both laughed and then I said, “Thank you for noticing.” It was my way of saying to him that I knew he was always checking me out.
Gunner said, “Sorry if that sounded creepy, I didn’t mean it to sound that way.” I told him it wasn’t creepy at all and that I was flattered he looked at me. I decided to try something and see how far it would go.
I said, “I know it’s not my business, but I’ve never seen you with a girl, don’t you get lonely, or dare I say, horny?” Then I said, “Sorry that went too far.”
He said, “It’s pretty obvious that I don’t date, so that’s a fair question. the answer to both is yes, but I really want to finish my studies, and then I’ll get a girlfriend.” Then he added, “and get laid on a regular basis.” We both laughed and my mind instantly went to him naked and what he must look like. I was just looking at him and I could feel my pussy getting wet. We finished up our first beach day and headed back to the house. After our discussions on the beach, I decided to tease him a little more and stayed in my bikini while I cooked us dinner. He poured us both big glasses of wine. I knew he was checking me out the entire time, so I made sure I reached for a lot of things on the bottom of the cabinets, just to give him a good view of my ass. I could feel my bikini bottom creeping into my ass, and I didn’t bother to pull it out.
I was so horny, I decided to really tease him. We were both near the end of our second glass of wine, so I turned around quick and caught him staring right at my ass, so I slapped it gently and said, “It still looks good, doesn’t it?” He didn’t know what to say, he just nodded. I said, “Don’t be embarrassed, I would look at my ass too. it’s perfect.” He gave me a nervous laugh and I continued to tease him. With the help of 2 glasses of wine, I pulled my bottoms halfway down my cheeks, and quickly pulled them back up. His eyes were glued, and I just continued to make dinner as if nothing happened.
After dinner and a lot of wine, I was pretty hammered and so was Gunner. I told him I was going to take a shower, but I wanted to use the outdoor one since it was a beautiful night. I was in the outdoor shower when I heard him say, “Hey mom, do you need more wine, I’m opening another bottle.” I was naked and my son was 1 foot away on the other side of a plywood door, so damn hot! I told him I was good, and I’d had enough. I decided to keep him there while I masturbated, so I asked him what we should do the next couple of days. He started rattling off things, but my interest was my hand that was between my legs, not in what he was saying. I started to orgasm pretty quick, and I let out a small noise. Gunner said, “you ok mom?”
I was still in the middle of cumming and couldn’t answer him. He said again, “Mom, you, ok?”
I finished as quick as I could and said, “Ya all good, sorry, I stepped on something.” I knew he wouldn’t believe that, But I certainly couldn’t say, “Oh sorry, I was cumming.” I heard him laugh so I said, “What, you don’t believe me?”
His answered surprised me, he said, “Actually, no I don’t, most people don’t moan when they step on something, so I’m gonna leave now and you can finish what you were doing.”
I yelled, “If I tell you the truth, will you stay there?” He said he would and now it was do or die time. I said, “ok, you know what I was doing, it’s natural, I know you do it too.” The entire time I was talking to him, I was still rubbing my clit.
He said, “I know, and you’re right, I do it too, actually I do it a lot.” This conversation was making me Hornier than I had been in a long time. I wanted to open that door and let him watch, but I knew that was pushing it. I said, “I’m almost done, but don’t leave until I finish, ok?” He agreed, I stopped talking and continued masturbating. There were some small cracks in the shower walls, so I found one that I could see out of. Gunner had his hand inside his pants, rubbing himself. I came instantly. I turned off the water and heard him walk away. I knew it was because he couldn’t hide his hard-on in swim trunks. I dried off and slipped on my robe. It was a gorgeous night, and I sat outside in my robe on a lounge chair. Gunner came out a few minutes later still in his trunks.
He asked, “Will you do me a favor? Can you come by the shower and talk to me while I shower?” He put “shower” in air quotes. I told him I would, and we both went over to the outdoor shower. He went in and turned on the water. He asked me to talk to him about anything I wanted, he just needed to hear my voice.
I decided to kick things up a notch, I said, “ok, what I want to talk about is your sex life. First is there one?” He told me he only had sex once and it was a quickie. I felt bad, but I continued to tease him. “Ok, so at least you know how good it feels. Now I want to know how you did it.” He reluctantly told me it was missionary, and it was over quick. Then the three glasses of wine took over my mouth, because I couldn’t believe what I said next, “let me ask you something, are you thinking of that girl right now, or how I was just masturbating while I was talking to you?”
He said, “What do you think?”
I laughed and said, “It better be me because I really enjoyed having you there.” I heard him softly moan and I knew he was cuming. I said, “Mmmm, I think I know what happening right now.” Then I looked at the bottom of the door that stopped about a foot off the ground. I saw strings of cum floating out, a lot of cum. I simply said, “I’ll be inside, looks like you’re done.” I went inside and sat on the sofa. Gunner came in a couple minutes later and sat on the sofa next to me. He was wearing only a pair of gym shorts, no shirt. It took everything I had not to climb on him. I said, “Are you ok?” He told me he was.
He looked right at me and said, “I know that was wrong, but thank you.” I asked him why it was wrong, and his answer made my pussy almost start to drip. He said, ” Please don’t get mad at what I’m about to say, but it’s wrong because I think about you all the time when I’m doing that.”
I said, ‘It’s not wrong, it’s called hormones, and at your age, they’re in full bloom, you’re just perpetually horny, just like your mother. We’re both lonely and masturbating is completely normal, and If I’m being 100% honest, I think about you, a lot!” He looked relieved by that and seemed to relax a little. My mind was going in ten different directions, from being in bed fucking my son, to hiding in a closet in complete shame, and everything in between. I took another sip of wine, stood up and said, “I want you to have something to remember when you’re thinking of me.” I opened my robe, let it drop to the floor, and I let him see me standing there in my bra and panties. His eyes were sucking it all in, but I wasn’t finished. I hooked my thumbs in my waist band and pretended to pull them down, but I stopped just before my pussy was about to show.
He said, “Shit, that’s not giving me a memory, it’s giving me another hard-on.” Sure enough, there was a nice bulge in his shorts. I smiled and did the same in the back, halfway down my ass, then back up. He surprised me by getting a little more aggressive in his banter, he said, ” I saw that much all day at the beach, but what is new, is the wet spot you have going on.” I looked down and sure enough there was a dark spot over my pussy, my light blue panties were now dark blue over my pussy.
I said, “That’s your fault, you look too good sitting there staring at me without a shirt and a bulge in your shorts. There’s only so much you can do to hide how horny you are, but my panties don’t lie, do they.” He shook his head and just keep looking at my crotch. I said, “Maybe I should I get rid of them, maybe put on new ones, what do you think?”
He said, “You should definitely take them off, but I don’t think it’s necessary to put on new ones, do you?” I didn’t answer him, I put my thumbs in the waistband, slid them all the way down and then off, but I never took my eyes off him as I did it. I was still looking at him when I reached behind me and unhooked my bra and threw it onto the sofa. I just stood there for him to admire. I slowly turned so he got a good look at my ass. He looked at me and simply said, “Holy shit!” I smiled and sat down next to him.
I said, “Now do I get something to think about when I’m playing?” He stood up and without a second of hesitation, he pulled down his shorts and threw them on the floor. His cock was standing straight up, and it was big. I said, “Wow, you’re big, very impressive. What a shame, there’s a bunch of girls out there missing out on that.” He smiled and sat back down next to me. I looked at him and said, “I’m sorry, but you have two choices at this moment, you can stay or leave, but I need to masturbate right now, and I’m doing it here on this sofa.” He didn’t move an inch, so I sat back and opened my legs. My left leg was now touching his.