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Note: You can change font size, font face, and turn on dark mode by clicking the "A" icon tab in the Story Info Box. Please consider leaving feedback on issues you experience or suggest improvements. This story is based on certain true facts that occurred when I was a teen.

Much of the material in the story comes from my late Mother's personal diaries. She was meticulous about maintaining a written record of her life. If you are offended by mother-son sex, please read no further. All characters are 18 or older. My name is Susan but preferred to be called Sue. I am 45 and have a decent body, although a bit on the curvy side. I am blessed with firm, large breasts that I unsuccessfully try to hide.

This is a story about my Son and I. My Son is His name is Ray and he is a wonderful Son and a beautiful boy. He is so sensitive and caring, nny Mother would be proud of have such a Son. It's Friday afternoon and my Son is home from school.

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He is waiting in his room for his mother's daily visit. As I walk towards my Son's room, I can't help but think that it's not supposed to be like this. A Mother is supposed to love and protect her child; not sexually use him to satisfy her perverted lust that I shall describe later. Each time I go into his room, the most forbidden and licentious acts take place.

Mother son masturbation stories

He invokes the most intense carnal and illicit desires in me. Only he can satisfy the need he helped create. It seems as it he has infected me with this malignant cancer called incest.

Mother son masturbation stories

I cannot get enough of my Son. I experience the most intense and shattering orgasms during our forbidden acts. Afterwards, and without exception, I feel shame and disgust for what I did. I swear it will be the last time and I will never do it again. But like a drug addict, I keep going back again and again.

This has been going on for the last year. We were a happy family living in the San Francisco Bay area. My husband John had a great job as an ant and was a good provider. We have two beautiful kids - Ray and Nicole. Nicole Nikki and her brother are twins. John and I had been married for 18 years.

We had a perfect life, or so I thought.

Mother son masturbation stories

About two years ago, I came home unexpectedly and caught my husband in bed with our daughter. His face was buried between her legs. Her legs were dangling on his shoulders. Both were going at it like two wild animals on our bed. At the time Nikki was just I was shocked beyond belief. It was as if someone had plunged a knife in my heart.

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How could this happen? We had a good sex life, and I trusted John implicitly. Why would he do this? John begged me not to report him to the police and I agreed providing he leave and stay away from us. A divorce quickly followed and he quietly moved back to upstate New York where he has family. I enrolled Nikki in to a private girls' school in Northern California. She lives at the school and returns home during the summer and Christmas breaks. I asked Nikki about what had happened between her and her Father. Given her anger and insolent behavior, I thought it was best she move to the all girls' school.

She put up a lot of fuss but in the end, she agreed to move and attend the private school. My Son stayed with me and continued his schooling at the local high school. Soon, we fell into a daily routine of work and school.

Mother son masturbation stories

The terrible experience with my husband so horrified me that I have lost interest in men. I have not dated anyone since my divorce. Instead, I devoted myself to my work and my Son. To help overcome the recent trauma, I began paying more attention to my body. I started exercising and soon, my body began to firm up and if I do say so myself, I looked attractive.

The changes in my body did not go unnoticed by Ray. Several times I saw him peeking when he thought I was not looking. Almost always, he was drawn to my large breasts even though I would wear conservative clothing and never any low cut tops showing any cleavage. Yet, his peeking continued. I attributed this behavior to his raging hormones. Since he was shy around girls his age and I was the only available female in his life, I could understand his reaction. Come to think of it, not only was he the only man in Mother son masturbation stories life, he had by default assumed the role of being the Man of the house.

Therefore, I reasoned, it was my duty to take care of him and his needs. My feelings were entirely platonic, however. Not sexual. About a year ago we were on the couch watching TV. This seemed innocent enough, but I noticed Ray moved closer to me so that our legs were touching.

At the time, I thought it was odd but I did not pay much attention. His breathing seemed labored.

Mother son masturbation stories

I was deeply touched by my Son's genuine affection. I looked into his eyes and Mother son masturbation stories a beautiful, loving Son. I felt so lucky to have such a wonderful boy in my life. I felt so happy and so special. As these emotions swept through me, I barely noticed that he lad let go of my hand and placed it on my left thigh.

Then, ever so slowly he began to massage my upper thigh. Since I was wearing a loose dress, he had easy access to my naked thighs. He leaned over and gently kissed me on my cheek. It was just a peck. Completely what any mother would expect from a loving and caring Son. I put my arm around his neck and brought him closer to me. After the kiss, I leaned my head on his shoulder. It had been a long time since I felt loved. His hand that had been slowly massaging my thigh now started to move between my thighs.

I squeezed my thighs together aling that he was not to go any further. No words were spoken We watched television for another 30 minutes and I excused myself and started walking upstairs to my bedroom. Even though it was a Friday night, and it was onlyI was tired from a long week and wanted to go to bed. Ray walked over and I kissed him gently on his cheek.

This time his arms went around my waist and he drew me closer. Our thighs touched and my breasts pushed into his chest. Then I felt a bulge in front of Ray's pants. I was taken back How could my Son get an erection holding his own mother? Perhaps it was my imagination. I could not fathom my Son getting an erection for his own Mother. It was not possible I thought and quickly ended the kiss and as I tried to pull away.

He reluctantly left for his room as I went to my own bedroom. Lying in bed, I stared at the ceiling wondering what was happening to me. I did Mother son masturbation stories sleep well that night wondering if my own Son was lusting after his mother or was it my imagination? Next morning, I was up early and was making coffee when I was startled by my Son's appearance in the kitchen. Normally he sleeps late on weekends, so I thought it was unusual for him to be up so early. He walked up and hugged me from behind.

His arms were around my waist just below my breasts as he hugged me from behind.

Mother son masturbation stories

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