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Hi all.i don’t know what happened to my last post. i clicked submit and it disappeared. So I will try to repeat it.the night of my last post when i was saying that i was sure i wanted my son we were in the kitchen while i was making dinner. i was very conscious of him, watching him. i had changed into a housedress with no bra and just panties on underneath. and i could see him watching me. watching my breasts move under the dress whenever i moved. the fabric of the dress made my nipples hard and i could see them poking out and i know he noticed.we had some wine with dinner and then i poured some more for both of us and we sat on the couch and were watching tv. he was quiet and preoccupied. i asked him if he was upset about something, that he should talk to me. he said he was having trouble at school, that he couldn’t concentrate, all of this in a teenager’s muddled talk. sort of shy and self effacing. i was touched at his confiding in me, and part of me wondered if it wasn’t his fascination with me that i have noticed and commented on here before, i think. it was so touching to me to hear him try to articulate these thoughts when i suspected what the real problem was. i reached over and rubbed his shoulder and his hair. i pulled him to me and kissed his forehead, and he settled in against me, his head against my breast, and we stayed that way for a while. i told him i liked having him talk to me about what was on his mind, that i wanted to hear whatever was on his mind and that he could talk to me about anything, kissing his forehead while i said this. and then he lifted his head and kissed me on the mouth. his lips were so soft and full and i returned it, meeting his mouth and opening mine to him. and our tongues brushed. he moved his hand to my breast and cupped it, then unbuttoned a button on my dress and slipped his hand inside to my breast. it was so exciting. i leaned into him. and then he moved his hand lower to my legs and up my thighs under the dress to my panties, and my pussy, and rubbed it. it felt so wonderful. i detached myself from myself as his mother and just felt the experience of what was happening and let him touch me. i was sooo hot. his touch was sooo electrifying. then his hand was gone and i almost reached for it to put it back on my pussy, but he reached for my hand instead and put in on his cock. he had unzipped his pants and taken out out his cock, and he put my hand on it. it felt so smooth and hot and hard. i grabbed it and then something snapped in my head and i was aware of what was happening and i said no no we can’t do this. steve stop. please. i am your mother, we can’t have sex. please stop. and i got up. i was so flustered. and ashamed at how eagerly i was accepting this, his advances. how hot i was how much i wanted him to fuck me. how much i wanted this to happen. i was shocked at myself. i grabbed my glass and started to the kitchen, then went back and got his glass too and filled them both back up with the wine. we sat and talked. i told him we couldn’t do this that we were adults and adults, relatives, don’t have this kind of relationship. but i was still hot and we talked and then watched some more tv but neither of us could get our minds off what almost happened. i couldnnt’ stop thinking about his cock and its hardness and heat in my hand. and his hand on my breast and pussy and how good it felt. after the news i said i was tired and i went upstairs, and he followed. just as i was to go into my room i looked back down the hall to where he was standing in front of his bedroom door and looked at him, at the longing in his eyes. it was so intense i just looked away and went into my room. i took off my clothes leaving them in a pile and got into bed and fell asleep immediately. i awoke with a touch on my back. i froze. he was in my bed. his hand was stroking my back up and down, then down to my bottom and thighs and back up up again. until i couldn’t pretend to be asleep anymore and i turned over to him and told him steve what are you doing, you can’t do this. but he kissed me and rolled over on top of me and i felt his nakedness and his hard body on top of mine. his hands moved to my breasts, cuppping and squeezing them. it was so thrilling. i tried to resist but his mouth pressed harder on mine and his hand went down to my pussy, rubbing stroking, up to my breasts. i was carried away. steve don’t i said and he said shut up we both know this is going to happen,. just shut up. and his legs were between mine and forcing them open more than they already were. i realized that he was going to fuck me and i couldn’t stop him. and that i didn’t want to. i felt is cock at my opening. rubbing it up and down, and then felt him pushing in. it was exquisite the sensations. i came with a yell and said yes yes. and he was inside me and fucking me. his thrusts coming faster and faster, and i opened my legs more to him, wide and over the small of his back until my ankles were crossed over the small of his back. lifting myself to him, meeting his thrusts. it was so wonderful, and he was going faster and faster, fucking me hard, and it was so lovely, and then he came, groaning and moaning and i could feel the heat rising in me again and hearing him telling me how much he loved me and i was saying yes steve yes baby, yes and getting close to cumming and he said mom im going to cum and i said yes baby cum inside me and i came too, shuddering it was the most intense orgasm i have ever had and i could feel his cum squirting in me. until his fucking slowed down a little and he lay on top of me. quiet. we didn’t talk. listening to him breathe. feeling his body on mine. for a minute or two. no talking . nothing, just out bodies touching his weight on me. his cock still in me. then he raised up a little and looked at me, and i looked at his beautiful face, and he said hi. hi. his eyes deep and looking at me as if he could look into my soul. hi he said. and i said hi to him. and that’s all i can write for now.