My sexual adventures with my son

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I stood as well and as I often did after his cock had been inside me, I got on my knees and put his softening rod in my mouth to get the last drops of cum and to retain his cock inside me just a little longer. He rubbed his hands in my hair as I did so and then when I stood he kissed me.

When we finally recovered to the point that we could talk, I told him that we should get out of the shower, get dressed and talk about what we just did.

I got fully dressed, panties, bra, jeans – the loosest I had – and a collared shirt; Josh put on shorts and t-shirt and we went downstairs to the den. I am not sure what I thought dressing in a very non-revealing way would do in a situation where I was having a conversation with someone that had just a few minutes before taken his cock out of my vagina, but it seemed right.

I don’t really know what I was trying to do except maybe just use this session as therapy or something. I explained that I loved what we did but that we both knew it was not a good idea and that we should end it. I explained that it wasn’t right for his father and certainly not right for Louisa.

Josh nodded at the right times and looked totally serious throughout. I don’t know what I expected but while he didn’t necessarily indicated he agreed, he certainly didn’t suggest that he didn’t either.

“So, Josh, what do you think about all this? Don’t you think it has gone on long enough and that we should end it? You haven’t said anything.”

He looked at me – still very seriously – and said, “we’ll talk about it more but first, what are you doing tomorrow?”

Nonplussed, I stammered a response, “I have a hairdresser appointment, golf practice and maybe have lunch with some people at the club. Why, what are you doing?”

“See if you can cancel those things. I want you and I do spend time together since I am moving away.”

“Okay, I can do that. Do you want to play some golf, or go out to lunch? Or we could go hiking; we haven’t done that in a long time and the weather is great for that.”

He smiled. “Those things sound great. But I thought we may do something else.”

“Okay, so what were you thinking?”

He shifted in his seat and leaned in and looked me in the eye. “Well, Rita, I am going to make you my personal slut tomorrow.”

I was stunned for a moment. “What?”

“I think you heard me Rita” he said smiling. “I am going to make you my personal slut. I am going to sleep with you tonight and keep you naked all day tomorrow and we’re going to have sex all day. I’m going to fuck your brains out. I’m going to fuck your mouth and your pussy and have sex with you in every room of the house. And when my cock rests, I am going to use my fingers and mouth and maybe even a couple of those vibes I know you have. We’re going to be each other’s sex toys tomorrow. How does that sound Rita.”

I was stunned and I started to protest, but at the same time, I could feel how wet my pussy had gotten. In 30 seconds of talk, I had gone from a serious mom trying to counsel her son to a…well, I guess slut is the right term.

“Josh, I don’t think we should do that. What if somebody just drops in.”

“Yeah, you’re right. So, tomorrow morning we’ll go out to Kurt’s lake house. He mentioned today that no one is there now. And it’s only a 20 minute drive. And very isolated. We can walk outside naked there. So it’s a deal then.”

I started to protest again, but this time, he came over to where I was sitting and leaned over to kiss me. “Rita, don’t say anything. I am going to sit here for a little bit and just talk to you. At the end of ten minutes, I am going to check your pussy. If it’s not soaking wet, you can make plans for tomorrow. If it is really wet, then I get to make the plans. Deal?”

I didn’t respond but as we sat there, he didn’t touch me anymore. He just talked.

“Rita, all the way home yesterday all I could think about was sliding my cock inside your hot pussy. And when you walked out in that swimsuit and I saw your legs and your hard nipples and I thought about your nice, hairy pussy under that thin layer of fabric, I just about lost it. I know you could tell how hard I was when we were playing in the pool. And how about how it felt in the shower. Your pussy was soaked and I know you loved cumming on my cock inside you. I don’t know exactly what it is but when I am inside you with my cock buried as deep as it will go, it feels like home. I love the way you open yourself up for my cock, your slit and pussy hair all shiny with your juice. And I love the noises you make. One of the things that turns me on so much is seeing how much you love it, how passionate you get. You don’t hold anything back. Do you know something Rita? Sometimes – not all the time but sometimes – when I am fucking Louisa, I thought about fucking you. You say it is wrong and maybe on some levels it is wrong, but I have to tell you, it feels so right to me. And I think you know that don’t you, Rita? I don’t think you want to end this at all. I think you just have to say those things but I know what you really want. You want this big stiff cock up inside that pussy don’t you? You want to be able to wrap your hands around it and feel the veins popping out. You want to be able to put the tip of your tongue in the hole in the end and coat your lips with precum. You want to be able to open up your hairy hot cunt and guide me into your waiting pussy don’t you Rita? Admit it.”

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