A mother's lust

Here’s a confession from a mother who wants to remain anonymous…

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After my divorce, my husband won custody of our son and I only got him for one weekend every month. I was a housewife before the divorce, so I didn’t have much money to fight him in court. It took me almost a year to get back on my feet, but when I finally had a job and a decent place to call home, my ex said he’d consider letting our son spend more weekends with me. I think it had more to do with the fact that my ex was seeing a new woman and wanted to spend more time alone with her, but I wasn’t going to complain. Everything had to be done officially through the lawyers, so there were still a few months to go before it would be finalized and I had to still be content with seeing my son one weekend a month. The problem was that my son was 16 and wanted to be left alone most of the time, so even when he was with me he kept to himself quite a bit. He made an effort to spend some time with me, but most of it was spent in his room, YouTubing and playing games online.

One Saturday morning, I woke up and found my son in front of his laptop. I had to got to the shop quick and he wanted to stay behind. I only needed a few things, so I was back pretty soon. When I got home, I went to his room and knocked. There was no answer, so I opened the door and stuck my head in. He had his headphones on and was sitting at his desk, watching the screen. His music was loud enough that I could hear the beat, so I understood why he didn’t hear me knock. His back was towards me, so I could only see the top corner of his screen and he had no idea I was watching him. My jaw almost hit the floor when I saw a boob appear in the section of the screen I could see and I didn’t know what to do. I couldn’t say a word, so I just stood there staring with my mouth open. I stuck my head into his room a little more to get a better look at the screen and saw a man pounding a woman really hard. I still didn’t know what to do, but then my son muttered.

Son: “So fucking hot…”

He did not have a shirt on, but his shorts were at least still on. He shoved his hand into his shorts and began to touch himself. I couldn’t directly see what was going on, but it was obvious. I just watched him in disbelief for a few more moments and then finally snapped out of it. I shook my head and slowly retreated. Just before I closed the door, I saw him begin to pull his pants down while he sat there. As the door finally closed, I realized that my son was about to masturbate. I stood at his door for a few more moments, but when I heard him grunt as he started jerking off, I had to leave. I was quite flustered by what I saw, so I just got on with my usual Saturday routine.

A few minutes later, my son came down to the kitchen, hugged me and asked about food. I acted as normal as I could and then made him something to eat. For the rest of the day I found it difficult to ignore what I had witnessed whenever we spoke or did something together. That night, images of my son jerking off plagued my mind and I felt quite awful about seeing those images in my head. I couldn’t sleep and I kept wondering if I should say or do something. I couldn’t understand why something as natural as masturbation was such a problem for me and why it was keeping me awake. That’s when I paid closer attention to how I was feeling. I realized that I was turned on by the idea of my son masturbating and that my nipples were stiff and my pussy was quite wet. I tossed and turned for another 30 minutes before I finally masturbated. No matter how hard I tried not to, my imagination kept taking me back to watching my son masturbate. I eventually gave myself an orgasm with the image of my son jerking off still in my mind. Surprisingly, I fell asleep quite easily after that.

The next morning, I went to check on my son before going to make breakfast. As I approached his room my nipples got stiff and my pussy got wet again. I was dumbstruck that I was feeling this way, but I kept going. When I entered his room, I found my son still fast asleep. It was the middle of summer, so he had no shirt on and was only partially covered by a sheet. I looked at his athletic body and found myself biting my lip as I looked at him lustfully. I shook my head and put it down to not being sexual in the last year. As I was about to turn to leave, I glanced at his crotch. It was covered by the sheet, but I could clearly make out the distinct lines of an erection. I stared at it for a few moments and then went to the kitchen.

While I prepared breakfast, my mind raced with sexual ideas. I imagined pulling the covers back and touching my own son’s cock. My pussy twitched and my breathing became erratic. I imagined pulling my son’s boxers down to look at his cock. In my mind I took his cock in my hand and then leaned down to suck it. Just before I got his cock in my mouth in my imagination, my fantasy was interrupted.

Son: “Hey mom. What’s for breakfast?”

I greeted him back and then answered him. It took every bit of self-control to act normal and be motherly, but I think I pulled it off. From that moment on, every time I saw my son I imagined him naked. I regularly fantasized about being sexual with him and always felt guilty after. I was considering going to see a shrink, but the idea of confessing something like this to a complete stranger kept me from doing it. I decided that I should probably start dating and have sex to get those wicked thoughts out of my mind.

The next time my son came for the weekend, we ended the Saturday evening in the living room. We were watching a movie together. I was getting tired, so I lay down on the 3-seater couch. My son was sitting on the double-seater, which was in a position to see up my silk night robe from his position, so the moment I realized that my body went into sexual over-drive. There was no way I could look at him to see if he was trying to see up my robe, but if he did, he’d only be looking at my panties. I was so turned on that my sexual urges took over. I got up and collected our cups and plates to take to the kitchen. I shifted a photo when I did that and then asked my son if he wanted anything. He declined, so I took the dirty things to the kitchen. As I was about to go back, I paused and did something I never thought I’d do. I removed my panties and got quite excited.

When I sat back down to continue watching, my attention was far removed from the movie, and more towards what I was about to do. I slowly lay down again and curled my legs up a bit. I knew that if my son just looked, he’d get a bit of a view of my pussy. I kept glancing at the photo I shifted earlier to watch my son’s reflection. He hadn’t noticed that his mom’s pussy was partially visible yet, but I was determined to stay in position. It seemed like my son was never going to look at me, so I coughed to get his attention. When I saw him look towards me in the reflection of the photo, my entire body went cold and my heart started pounding. He only glanced at me for a second, so I thought it was a bust. I kept my eye on the reflection and saw my son take a second look. This time he stared a bit longer and even sat up straight. It was obvious that he had notices my half exposed pussy and was trying to get a better look. I was so turned on and couldn’t believe that my son was looking at my pussy.

My son also adjusted his crotch, so he was obviously getting hard. This thrilled me to no end and I felt rather pleased with myself. I wanted to fuck him right then and there, but something that obvious would probably ruin the moment. Instead, I curled my legs up some more and I could feel that my pussy was completely exposed. My son leaned forward and stared at my pussy, adjusting his hard cock a few more times. I pretended to have an itch and began to scratch my thigh in front. I lifted my leg slightly to better get to the imaginary itch, which opened my legs and exposed more of my pussy, opening the lips just slightly. I loved seeing my son react with a huge smile. He even shoved his hand into his pants and started touching himself. I displayed my pussy to my son like that for quite a while before I had an idea.

I got my phone and opened the camera app after putting it on silent. I set it to record video and then set it down on the coffee table next to the couch. The phone camera had me partially in view, but my son was the one really being recorded. I immediately pretended to fall asleep and hoped that I’d catch my son watching me on video. As I lay there, my mind filled with a fantasy of my son touching me in my sleep and then fucking me awake, but I knew that was unrealistic. I lay still for the longest 10 minutes of my life before making my next move. I rolled onto my back with one leg bent up against the couch back and the other leg straight on the seat. In that position, my pussy would be completely open for my son to see. I was dying to open my eyes to see what he was doing. After 5 minutes or so, I scratched my neck and chest in my fake sleep, making sure to expose one of my breasts a little. My nipple could feel the air, so I knew it was visible to my son.

My son made a few noises that had me wondering what he was doing. I couldn’t wait to review the video on my phone. I heard my son shuffle around and then a very repetitive sound. I wondered if he might be masturbating while ogling his own mother’s pussy, but I wasn’t about to ruin the moment by checking. The repetitive sound seemed to get faster until I finally heard my son sigh. The sound stopped and then I heard shuffling again. After another minute or so, my son got up and left the room. I was about to grab my phone when I heard him coming back, so I continued to pretend to be asleep. I felt him put a thin blanket over me. Before covering me properly with the blanket, he carefully pulled my robe over my exposed breast.

Son (whispering): “So beautiful.”

It was very difficult to contain my smile, but I waited long enough for him to leave and for me to be sure he wasn’t coming back before I grabbed my phone. I stopped the recording and then immediately played back the video. I felt giddy while watching his expression as he stared at his mother’s pussy. He touched himself quite a lot while he stared at me like that. When I rolled onto my back, he had a shocked look at first, which changed to a huge smile and he even fist-pumped the air and mouthed a big “Yes”. The shuffling I heard was him pulling his shorts down. Even though the lighting was quite dark, I got to see his stiff cock. The repetitive sound I heard was from him jerking off, and I found myself smiling from ear to ear as I watched him go. He stared at my exposed tit and pussy while jerking off with a huge smile on his face and I especially enjoyed watching him cum. I went to my room as quick as I could and then masturbated while watching that video again.

The next day, I deleted that video as soon as I woke up. I was very paranoid that someone, especially my son, might find it. As soon as it was deleted I regretted it, but at least I knew I had my son’s interest. I took my son to a park where we had a nice picnic that day. Usually he’s not too interested in that sort of thing, but that day he seemed to be very happy to spend the time with me. I knew I had to find a way to flash him some skin again. I was loving the way he treated me after. I made plans with him to go to the beach the next time he would come to visit. He always enjoys the beach, but this time I was going to figure out how to use that to my advantage. The weeks between his visits were unbearable. I don’t know how many times I masturbated thinking about him. I googled to find out how to retrieve deleted video from my phone, so I eventually had the video back to watch whenever I wanted to masturbate. Before he came the next time, I save that video to a thumb drive that I locked away in the safe before deleting it off my phone again. Watching that video on a bigger screen was amazing.

On the Friday evening of his next visit, I found a way to potentially flash some skin to my son again, so before he was dropped off, I made sure everything was in place. During the week I had noticed that my full-length mirror could reflect into my bathroom, so with a slight change to its position, I could see the shower clearly from my bed. I sat on my bed to confirm that I could see into the shower properly, and then stood in the shower and I could see the bed just as well. I knew my son wouldn’t watch me if he knew I could see him, so I turned off the main light to the bedroom and put on a side lamp. From the shower, I could slightly see the bed, but it was hopefully dark enough that my son would feel he could get away with watching me. During that week, I also bought a full HD spy camera alarm clock that I set up in my room. If my son sat where I wanted him to, I’d clearly see him in the recording. The camera recorded to an internal card, drive thingy whenever there was motion, so I didn’t even have to hit record, it would do it on its own.

When my son was dropped off that night, I hugged him and asked if he’d be okay if I took a shower before making dinner. He had no problem, but I asked him to sit in my room and chat with me while I showered. We had done that sort of thing before, so he didn’t suspect a thing. He commented on my room’s new layout and then sat on my bed, almost exactly where I wanted him to. I took my clothes to the bathroom and got the shower going. When I peeked out before getting into the shower, I found that my son had already noticed the mirror’s angle of reflection, because he shifted to the perfect spot for the best view.

Me: “So, tell me about your week, and don’t leave anything out.”

My son began to tell me how his week went and I responded as if the conversation were quite normal. He stuttered every now and then as I discarded my clothing, but it made me very happy and I simply continued. When I got into the shower, I made sure to always be facing in the mirror’s direction so that my son could get a full-frontal view of his naked mother. I washed my tits with a bit of a show and put my foot onto the foot ledge when I washed between my legs, so my boy could get a good view of my pussy. It must have been the longest shower I’ve ever taken and I was dying to see the video.

Before I could get off to the latest video, I had to be motherly and make dinner. I decided to wear only my silk robe again. Usually my son spent his time in his room while I prepared dinner, but that night he sat with me in the kitchen.

Me: “You sitting with me this time?”

Son: “Yeah. I thought we should spend more time together mom.”

I knew he was hoping for a glance at my bits and nothing could make me happier. While I prepared dinner, I made sure to lean forward so that my robe could hang open enough for my son to get a glimpse of my breasts whenever possible. Flashing my pussy was not going to be that easy. If I did, it would be far too obvious that I was doing it on purpose, so I decided to rather be careful than to spoil what we now had. I imagined that my son must have been thinking that he was getting away with seeing his mom’s tits and pussy without me knowing it. I wondered how he would react if I ever told him that I did that on purpose. During dinner, my son suggested that we watch a movie together again. He was trying to be all casual about his suggestion, but I could tell he was hoping for me to fall asleep again.

When my son went to the bathroom, I quickly retrieved my spy cam and set it up in the living room before he came back. I did not wait too long to pretend to fall asleep this time, but I decided to see what he would do if none of my bits were showing. My robe is quite small, so I just barely covers everything when I lay down flat on my back, but I managed to keep myself well covered. After about 5 minutes, I heard my son shuffle. I could sense that he was standing over me and my heart was pounding like crazy. To my delight, I felt him carefully open my robe to see my tit. He got quite brave and eventually opened my robe enough to see both my tits. I lay as still as possible so I wouldn’t discourage him. As soon as he was satisfied with my exposed tits, he gently moved the bottom of my robe to expose my pussy. He exposed it completely and just stared at me. I opened my eyes just a little and saw him smiling down at me while he stared at my pussy. I quickly closed my eyes again and continued pretending. My son returned to his seat and I heard him shuffle again. I turned onto my back and opened my legs slightly so my horny boy could see his mother’s pussy even better. As before, he jerked off and then covered me up before going to bed.

I went to my room with the card thingy from the spy cam and fired up my laptop. I slot the card into my laptop and lined up the videos to watch them. When I was in the shower, my son touched himself while he stared at my reflection in the mirror. The video from the living room was even better. When my son exposed my tits, he held his hand just over my breast without making contact. It was clear that he really wanted to touch me. When he exposed my pussy, I watched him lean right in and lick the air just above my pussy. When he began to masturbate in the video, I did the same and gave myself a fabulous orgasm. While I lay there reflecting on what had happened, I realized that there was a real chance of actually being sexual with my son. He was obviously into it and I desperately wanted it. All I had to do was to decide to go for it and make it happen.

The next morning, I invited my son into my room. I told him that I had 3 swimsuits and I wanted his opinion about which one to wear to the beach that day. He sat on my bed again and I wen into my bathroom to change. I made sure he could see me in the mirror while I got changed. I showed him the first swimsuit and then went back to the bathroom and repeated the process. When I came out again, it was clear that he had quite a hardon. As I was about to get changed into the third swimsuit, I decided to try my luck at taking things further. I got naked and picked up the last item to put on. Just as I was about to pull it up my legs, I looked up at the mirror and saw my son staring at me. His eyes went wide open and he froze. He knew he was busted and had no clue what to do. I covered myself with the swimsuit over my naughty bits and stuck my head out of the bathroom and looked at him.

 Me: “Could you see me getting dressed?”

I said it with a shocked tone in my voice.

Son: “Sorry mom… I… um.”

Me: “How much did you see?”

He stuttered and didn’t know what to say.

Me: “Well?”

Son: “I’m sorry mom, I saw… everything…”

We both went quiet and I blushed. Even though I was acting, it was still a strange situation.

Me: “Oh my god… well… I guess you’ve seen it all now, so there’s no point in hiding it from you.”

I stepped out of the bathroom completely and got dressed in full, direct view of my son.

Son: “Mom?”

Me: “You already saw everything… so, which swimsuit do you like the most?”

My son was flabbergasted. He just stared at me in silence.

Me: “I think I prefer this one.”

I picked up the first swimsuit and held it out in his direction, indicating that I wanted his opinion.

Son: “Yeah… I guess.”

I got naked again and put the first one back on. My son just stared at me and I acted like it was quite okay.

Me: “Why you acting so weird? You’re already 16, and you’ve already seen me naked, so why’s this such a big deal?”

Son: “I, um… dunno.”

I openly looked at his crotch and smiled.

Me: “Did seeing me naked get a response?”

I said that with a smile and teasing tone while pointing at his crotch. My son covered his lap with a pillow and blushed, but there was also a nervous smile. I teased him about it a little more and then told him it was okay.

Me: “Quite frankly, I’d be concerned if you didn’t get hard. At least this confirms that you’re into girls.”

My son smiled and remained a bright red.

Me: “By the way, do you think your mom’s body is okay?”

He leaned forward and nodded.

Son: “Yeah mom. You’re quite hot.”

He probably thought I’d leave it at that, but I had no intention to stop things now.

Me: “What do you like the most?”

He had a look of horror on his face. He had no idea how to answer.

Me: “Here, let me help you decide.”

I got naked again and stood in front of him to look me over. I even turned around slowly so he could peruse every inch of my body. I remained naked and put my hands on my hips. I put my feet apart slightly so that he could see my pussy properly if he wanted. He kept looking away though.

Me: “Oh come on. Take a good look and tell me what you like.”

He couldn’t resist anymore, so he looked at me and his eyes immediately focussed on my pussy.

Me: “Oh, so you like my pussy? What about my tits?”

I cupped my breasts as I said that and he stared at them for a while.

Son: “I, uh… like them mom.”

Me: “If we didn’t know each other at all and I was naked asking these questions, how would you answer?”

He took a moment to think about it and never took his eyes off me.

Son: “Okay. I’d say, I love your shaved pussy, you have amazing tits and a hot ass.”

Me: “That’s better. Thanks my boy.”

With that, I got dressed and headed to the car as if nothing strange happened. My son was a bit bewildered, so I took his hand and dragged him to the car. While we drove to the beach, he was completely quiet, so I played loud music and sang along in a very cheerful mood. When we stopped at the beach and I was about to get out of the car, I looked at my son and noticed that he was looking a bit stressed.

Me: “What’s the matter?”

Son: “Um… well…”

He didn’t have to say anything. I could tell by the way he was covering his lap that he had a boner that was too obvious for a day at the beach.

Me: “Oh, my poor baby. You still hard from seeing your mom naked?”

My son just nodded with embarrassment.

Me: “The way I see it, we have 2 options. We can either go home so you can jerk off to get rid of that boner, or, we can find a spot to park where no one can see us and take care of it there so we can still enjoy the beach… so what’s it going to be?”

My poor son was short circuiting. He was so shocked that all he could do was look at me with confusion.

Me: “If you don’t decide, I will.”

I pulled out of the parking and found another with a lot more privacy, far from any other cars or people.

Me: “I’d prefer to stay at the beach, but if you want to go home then say so now.”

I was up beat and chipper in the way I spoke, smiling and acting like it was perfectly okay.

Son: “I don’t know mom… you want me to do it here?”

Me: “Sure. Why not? I’ll even help you out if you want.”

He looked at me in disbelief.

Me: “For fuck sakes. You saw me naked earlier and I’ve seen cocks before. There’s no big deal here… besides, I’ve sorted out a hard cock or 2 in the past. I’m sure I can sort yours out too.”

I could see that my son was warming up to the idea, so I kept pushing.

Me: “I think it would be nice to see your cock. I haven’t played with one in a very long time, so why don’t you show me yours and I’ll take care of it?”

He had his thumbs in the waistband of his trunks, so I helped him across the line.

Me: “Here, let me help.”

I leaned over him and pushed his trunks down. His hard cock was an amazing sight to see and my mouth started watering instantly.

Me: “See. That wasn’t so bad?.. That’s such a nice cock my boy. You really shouldn’t hide it from your mother.”

He seemed please with my compliment. I decided to go right for it, so I grabbed his cock and started jerking him off without hesitation. My son jerked in fright and then groaned in pleasure. I so badly wanted to suck his cock, so I didn’t wait too long to move things along.

Me: “This is taking too long. Someone’s going to bust us… I think I should suck it to make this go faster.”

Before my son could say a word, I leaned into his lap and started sucking his dick. His warm, hard cock felt amazing in my mouth and he was obviously enjoying it too much to stop this taboo act. I stopped for a second, letting his cock spring out of my mouth.

Me: “Is the coast still clear… must I stop?”

Son: “No-no… don’t stop…”

I smiled as I took his cock back into my mouth and proceeded to give my son a very good blowjob. It was his first blowjob, so it wasn’t long before he tapped me on the shoulder.

Son: “Mom… mom. I’m going to cum…”

I just sucked him harder, so he had no choice but to cum in my mouth. It felt so amazing to get a mouthful from my son. I had never felt so alive and naughty at the same time. When he was finally done, I sat up and made sure he noticed that I swallowed his cum.

Son: “MOM! You just swallowed!”

Me: “We’re in a car honey. If I didn’t let you cum in my mouth and swallow, we’d have a serious mess to clean up.”

I could see that made sense to him. The problem was that I was so horny now that I needed my own release desperately.

Me: “For god sake…”

Son: “What mom?”

Me: “Now I’m horny… keep a look out. I’m going to make myself cum too.”

My son’s eyes went wide as he watched me expose my pussy and begin to masturbate.

Me: “You don’t mind seeing your mom do this?”

He didn’t say a word. His only response was to shake his head. His eyes remained focussed on my pussy. He couldn’t stop watching me masturbate.

Me: “Jeez my boy. If you’re not going to be the look out, then you take over and I’ll watch for people.”

His hand sprang out and was on my pussy in a split second. Feeling his touch was the highlight so far. I let him finger my pussy for a while and then stepped things up again.

Me: “Fuck… this is taking too long. Would you mind going down on me? I think I’ll cum a lot quicker that way.”

He looked very nervous and excited as he nodded. I got into the back seat and completely bared my bottom half. I spread my legs open and then looked at my son.

Me: “Well? You going to come eat this or what?”

My son quickly joined me in the back seat and got his face between my legs. I spread my pussy open and pointed at my clit.

Me: “Lick and suck here. That will make me cum fast.”

My boy eagerly began to eat me out and I felt like cumming immediately. I wanted this moment to last as long as possible, so I did my best to suppress my orgasm. All my efforts were for nothing as my orgasm hit within less that 2 minutes. I put my hands behind my son’s head and pushed his face into my pussy as I climaxed. He did his best to continue licking and sucking. When it was finally over, my son sat up and smiled at me. He had a weird look on his face.

Me: “What? You look weird.”

Son: “Now I’m hard again.”

I smiled back at him and shook my head.

Me: “You want to go home and try something else to get rid of that?”

My son looked at my open pussy as I asked that, so I slowly shoved 2 fingers inside and slid them out again. He looked very excited as he nodded. I wrapped a towel around me, got into the driver’s seat and took my son home. As soon as we were inside, I got naked and lay on my back, on the floor with my legs spread wide.

Me: “How would you like to fuck your mother?”

My son simply smiled as he approached me while discarding his clothing…

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As fucked up as it may be, my son and I are very happy with our sexual relationship. I posed with my silk robe for this pic. My son has many naked pics of his mother.

The Muslim boy and his nudist family

So from a young age I was brought up in a house of nudists....people who were free to be in their natural form and not feel uncomfortable.... I thought it to be a little unorthodox as all my friends family homes were not like this...but I did enjoy seeing mom and sisters tits everyday so I conformed to the norm of the household......

One day upon waking up to what j thought was an empty house...I heard moaning and panting.... I thought I should go investigate only to find my sister in a threesome with my parents....I walked in made clear my presence in the room but they carried on.....when they had all cum I asked how this was allowed and they said they are following what our ancestors did back home ( Pakistan) then my mom turns to my dad and says its about time he turns into a man....dad agreed and next thing I know I'm on my back getting blown by mom and sis....eventually ended up fucking and since then its been a regular thing.....

Also another taboo tradition my family uphold is that the women of our house are offered to guests to sleep with as an act of good will and vice versa....