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My name is Claire, and my son, Danny, is now in his junior year of college at the University of Kansas in Lawrence, after being born and raised in Kansas City, Kansas. He has a steady girlfriend who will likely become his wife after graduation, but I am also continuing my emotional and sexual relationship with him, even though I still live with his father, my husband Frank, in Kansas City.

This story chronicles the events that led to my incestuous relationship with Danny, beginning in the summer after he turned sixteen years old in the spring, before his junior year in high school, when I was forty.

Danny was working on my father’s farm near Oskaloosa that summer and had been working with harvesting equipment when an accident occurred. It was in July and he not only broke both forearms and several bones in both hands, but also got hairline fractures in both fibulas. He was initially treated in a medical clinic in Oskaloosa and was then transferred to a hospital closer to home.

He was in the hospital for two weeks, recovering after undergoing surgeries to set the broken bones. He came home with casts on both forearms, hands, and lower legs, which meant that he would need constant attention and nursing care for eating, bathing, and normal bodily excretion functions, for anywhere from six to eight weeks, except his fractured fibulas would heal faster.

He was concerned about how he would be able to get the care he needed since our family’s financial situation was comfortable, but we’re not wealthy, and on the way home from the hospital, he said, “Mom, I’ve had constant care from nurses and nurses’ aides in the hospital, resulting in embarrassing situations for me for bathing and using the toilet. I’m worried about how our family can afford to give me similar care at home.”

I had been thinking about that too, and gave him a weak and nervous smile, as I said, “I know, honey, and we’re going to have to make do with me taking care of you. I’m going to take a leave from my job for a month or two, since I’ll lose less income than constant, professional, nursing care would cost. I know that some things will be embarrassing for us, especially for a sixteen-year-old boy with his mother taking care of him, but we don’t have much choice. I’ll respect your privacy as much as I can, and we can get through it if we try hard together.”

It was a struggle for me to get him out of the car and into a wheelchair, and then out of the wheelchair and into the hospital bed we rented to make it easier for me to take care of him while also allowing him more variety of positions. We placed some, wireless, voice-activated intercom units in his bedroom and several other rooms in our home so he could easily request help. We got him home in the late morning, and after he was settled in bed, I fed him lunch. It was early afternoon before Danny had to urinate, and we had our first embarrassing moments.

Danny called me in and nervously said, “This is going to be so embarrassing for me, Mom, but I have to pee. Would you bring the urinal bottle over and help me? Please do what the nurses did, and just reach under the sheet to, uh, to you know, to push my, uh, push me into the bottle without looking.”

I knew that it was uncomfortable for him, and even a little for me, but I hadn’t seen his genitals since he was toilet trained at about two and a half years old, and I’m ashamed to admit that I was curious about how he had developed as a young man. He wasn’t wearing underwear, so it would be easier to take care of his bathroom needs, and I elevated the upper part of the bed and pushed the bottle under the sheet, and then reached for and gripped his cock and pushed the head and first couple of inches into the bottle.

He was distressed but not so much so that he didn’t enjoy having my jiggling breasts near his face. I enjoyed feeling his circumcised cock that felt so thick and meaty, over six inches long, and it was on soft. It was bigger on soft than my husband’s cock is on hard. I then stepped away from the bed, and said, “I’ll give you privacy to pee, and will be back in a few minutes, when you call me, to take the bottle away.”

I had been given written instructions from the nurses at the hospital on how to care for Danny in bed, and when I returned and pulled the bottle away, I used a washcloth dampened with warm water to wipe his crotch, which gave me a chance to feel and handle his big cock again.

When I was finished and talking the bottle away, I said, “See, Danny, that wasn’t so bad.”

One thing nice about being home with Danny for that many weeks is that I could dress casually in t-shirts, shorts, yoga pants, and leggings, instead of the less comfortable business attire, and I’d be able to catch up on some home projects in between taking care of Danny. I had always been a bit of an exhibitionist, and I liked it when Danny noticed and stared at my breasts.

I changed the channel on the television for him and went back to doing a few chores around the home, until he called me in later that afternoon, saying, “Sorry, Mom, but I have to poop now.”

He was able to raise his buttocks as I reached under the sheet to place the bedpan under him, and then I raised the bed into a sitting position so it would be easier for him to defecate. I left the room to give him privacy, and when he called me back in, I lowered the head of the bed halfway as he raised his buttocks, and I removed the bedpan.

The tricky and potentially embarrassing part was cleaning him afterwards, and there was no way to give him complete privacy. I fully lowered the bed and rolled him to his side with his legs spread, and while I was wiping him with toilet paper and then a wet wipe to clean him thoroughly, I got a good look at his big cock and big low-hanging balls hanging between his legs. I hurried up to dry him before rolling him back, so as not to overly embarrass him.

Frank came home at his usual time at about 6:00 PM, and we had a kind of picnic dinner with Danny in his room so I could feed him. Afterwards I gave Danny a bed bath, where I washed him the best I could with a washcloth and warm, soapy water. I covered his groin area with a towel before washing his upper body, having him lean forward so I could wash his back, and then I washed his upper legs, since the casts were below his knees. Then it was time to wash his groin area and ass. I first rolled him onto his side to wash his ass, and then turned him onto his back.

Lastly, I reached under the towel to wash his cock, balls, and between his legs. I couldn’t resist the temptation of rubbing his cock and balls with the washcloth longer than was essential. Although that had to be embarrassing for Danny, he smiled almost imperceptibly and gave me a knowing glance, acknowledging that he realized I had lingered longer than necessary on his genitals.

Over the next week, Danny became more comfortable with me providing his care and I was less concerned about embarrassing him as I bathed him in bed and handled his other needs. He was becoming less concerned about his privacy too and sometimes wasn’t as careful about covering himself completely when I put the urinal bottle in place and then taking it away.

Some of his friends came over to visit in the evenings, since most of them had summer jobs. His best friend, Tommy, lives only three houses away in our neighborhood, and our family had been friends with his family since he and Danny were toddlers. Tommy came over almost every night, and that helped a lot in relieving Danny’s boredom.

First Intimacy with Danny

By the end of that first week, I was wiping Danny’s cock longer and more thoroughly after he peed, as well as washing his cock and balls longer during his bed baths. One afternoon while I was washing his cock, the washcloth slipped, and my bare hand was on his cock. His cock flexed and began to harden, and I didn’t pull my hand away as fast as I should have, keeping it there for what seemed like a long time in slow-motion, but in reality, just a few seconds.

My face felt hot and red with embarrassment, as I smiled weakly and said, “Oops, sorry, Danny, I guess the washcloth slipped.”

Danny’s face was red too, and he had a guilty look, as he smiled and said, “I’m sorry too, Mom, and I shouldn’t have let my arousal become so obvious. It’s just that, I know you’re my mother and all, but you’re so pretty and you wear those tight t-shirts, and you did leave your hand there longer than just being an accident.”

I need to digress briefly to let you know why Danny thinks I’m pretty. I’m five feet and seven inches tall, and at the time weighed one hundred and twenty-eight pounds. With blonde hair and brown eyes, I look a lot like the actress, Jordana Spiro, who you might know from the Netflix series, ‘Ozark’, and numerous other television shows. My breasts are bigger 32DDs though, and Danny had been watching them sway and jiggle as I cared for him.

Back to what happened with Danny; we had crossed an unspeakable, forbidden boundary, with me touching his cock that way and him acknowledging it. I knew that I should end the discussion and avoid going farther down a dangerous path, but I had for days been getting aroused by his big cock and balls and wanted to see how far he was willing to go.

I wanted my next comments to be somewhat provocative, but still give me room to deny any bad intentions, and I responded, “Again, I’m sorry, Danny, but over this past week, I couldn’t help but notice what a mature young man you’ve become, and uh, you know, how well-endowed you are. I shouldn’t have left my hand there, and I can’t really blame a sixteen-year-old boy with raging hormones for reacting to it, especially with me wearing these tight t-shirts around you with no bra.”

He shyly said, “This is hard to admit, Mom, but it makes it even tougher for me not to react that way to your touch, since before the accident, I had gotten into a routine of, uh, you know, uh, relieving myself two or three times a day by hand. And now, well, I sure can’t use ‘my’ hand to do it.”

The way that he said he couldn’t use ‘my hand’ while emphasizing ‘my’, made me wonder if he was hinting that he wanted help masturbating. I knew that I was going way beyond decency, when I took the chance that was his intention, and I asked, “Well, why didn’t you just say so, honey? I know what teen boys and their hormones are like, after dating plenty of them in my junior and senior years in high school, and goodness knows that I helped plenty of them get off, one way or the other. It would be my pleasure to help you out.”

I could tell from the look on his face that he didn’t think I would pick up on his hint, and he said, “Holy shit, Mom, I, uh, thanks. I’m ready right now, and you’ll just need to lubricate it a little.”

He had obviously been thinking about it for a few days, and after I made that first move by touching his cock, he must have felt emboldened to push it a little with me. Frank wouldn’t be home for another hour, and Danny pulled up his t-shirt in anticipation of his ejaculation as I pushed down the sheet.

With all the experience I had sucking boys in high school and Frank’s cock, it was hard to resist taking his cock into my mouth, but I thought it was best to take it slow. I was standing by the bed on his left side, and I leaned down just above his impressive, soft cock and spit on the cock head, before taking it into my left hand.

It seemed strange for me just to look down at his cock as I stroked it, and I wanted it to be a more loving experience for both of us. So, I moved my right hand behind his head and leaned downed to kiss his forehead, as his cock and hardened within a few seconds to what looked and felt like nine inches long and so thick my fingers barely touched gripping it.

My passion was rising stroking his cock and kissing his forehead, and I shouldn’t have been surprised when Danny had the courage to lean down a little and press his mouth to my t-shirt-covered breasts, at first just pressing and rubbing his face against them, but then focusing on mouthing and sucking my areolas and nipples through the thin material. I interrupted his pleasure momentarily to spit on his cock again, and then moved back to let him continue.

His thick cock felt so meaty in my hand and I was tempted to suck it when I spit on it again. Danny began mouthing and sucking my breasts again, and after another few seconds when I leaned down to kiss his forehead, Danny turned his face to me, and our lips met in a passionate kiss. I held his head, as we probed each other’s mouths with our tongues, and I forgot for a moment that I was kissing my sixteen-year-old son.

We kissed for what seemed like two minutes, until Danny said, while still trying to kiss me, “I love you so much, Mom, and then grunted and moaned, oh, oh, oh, I’m cummiinngg!”

His big cock was throbbing and flexing in my hand, and I watched while spurt after spurt of his thick, white, teen cum splattered on his stomach and chest. I kept stroking his cock as it softened, while I kissed him deeply again.

Danny was coming down from his ejaculation and smiled as he said, “I love you so much, Mom, and I’m so happy that we did this together. I usually jack off in the toilet or in tissues, but sorry, now we have another mess to clean up.”

I had to resist, at least for that first time, licking and sucking his cum from his stomach and chest, and I instead used a towel to wipe up the mess. Then I expressed my love for him, while also teasing him a little, saying, “I love you so much, Danny, and this has been a special experience for us. But what a bad boy you were kissing Mommy and sucking her breasts that way.”

He knew I was teasing, and said, “Oh shit, oh fuck, Mom, that felt so good, and it’s hard to believe that you were willing to help me out this way. And your breasts are so big and firm, I was wishing that you’d taken off your t-shirt. I’m so happy that I experienced at least one of the ways you helped the boys in high school to get them off.”

I kissed him again, and said, “Maybe I’ll tell you or show you more about helping those boys some time. But for now, we have to keep this between us, especially if you would like to do it again. We had special moments, that go far beyond the normal love of a mother and son, and I’m amazed at how passionate you are for your age.”

Danny asked, “You mentioned earlier that I’m well-endowed, and I’m wondering how I compare to Dad, or maybe other men you’ve, uh, you know, other men you’ve been with? And if you’re thinking you might tell or show me more about those boys, does that mean that you’ll…”

His voice trailed off, likely afraid to put into words the idea of me sucking him off or fucking him, and I answered his first question, saying, “Without revealing too much about my sexual experiences, I can honestly say that I’ve never been with a boy or man better-hung than you, Danny. And I’m afraid to say that you’ve got your father beat by a lot. I don’t know whose genes this big thing came from, but you should be proud of it.”

The way I answered his question made it sound like I had had sex with a lot of boys in high school and men later, which was true, and Danny was still pushing to know more about my past, and if we might do more together. He asked, “When will you tell me more about your high school days and other men, and let me know if we can do more together?”

I wanted to think things through and make sure that I was comfortable continuing on an incestuous path with my son, and I replied, “You must know that what we did together was wrong, illegal, and taboo in our society, and I need to think about it. But it felt so natural being with you and kissing you that way, and my goodness, Danny, your cock is amazing and is going to make a lot of girls happy, but you need to learn to treat them right.”

Danny smiled and said, “Okay, Mom, I agree, and I’d like to learn from you.”

I had a few minutes before Frank got home and I’d need to prepare our dinner, and I went to my bedroom and fucked myself to an amazing orgasm with my eight-inch dildo, thinking about Danny’s big cock, and how much I wanted to suck and fuck it. I was struggling with my conscience, but I knew in my heart that I couldn’t resist doing more with him.

We had dinner together in Danny’s room, as we had gotten into the habit of doing, and it was so nice how Danny smiled, raised his eyebrows, and otherwise acknowledged what we had done together, when Frank wasn’t watching, and it made my pussy wet just thinking about what might happen next. Frank had been busy with work and wasn’t very tuned in to what it took to care for Danny, and he asked a question that made Danny and me smile at each other.

Frank said, “I know that it must have been embarrassing, especially at first, with your mother providing your care, but I haven’t heard any complaints from either of you. How’s it going for you, Danny?”

Danny replied, using carefully coded language for my benefit, “It’s going well, Dad, and Mom has been careful to respect my privacy. After a week of this, we’re kind of in a groove, and I like Mom taking care of me more than those nurses, who could be kind of cold and uncaring. Mom and I are closer than we’ve ever been, and she’s good at anticipating and taking care of my needs.”

I cleared my throat to keep from laughing, and said, “Yes, Frank, this has been quite an experience, and this is the first time Danny and I have spent so much time together since he started pre-school. We get to talk a lot, and he’s matured into a thoughtful and caring young man. But we’d better get these dishes cleaned up and give Danny some private time before Tommy comes over.”

Frank and I watched television while Tommy was in with Danny. It was almost 10:30 pm when Tommy left. When Frank got ready for bed, I went in to make sure Danny was okay for the night. He had to pee, and I pulled down his sheet with no embarrassment for either of us and fondled his cock for a few seconds before pushing it into the semi-transparent bottle.

Instead of leaving to give him privacy, I had a warm washcloth ready and stayed and watched as he pissed, and said, “I like watching your cock squirting, Danny, whether it’s cum or piss.”

When he was finished, I pulled the bottle back until his cock head was right over the opening and squeezed from the base to the head, pushing out the remaining drops. Then I wiped his cock and balls with the washcloth, spending more time on his egg-sized, low-hanging balls, before giving his cock a few strokes.

He was smiling as I moved up to kiss him good night, as I stroked his cock, and it wasn’t a motherly kiss. Danny started breathing hard, and said, “Please, Mom, continue that and get me off again.”

I kissed him again, before saying, “Have a little patience, honey. I’ll see you in the morning.”

Taking it Farther the Next Day

Tommy called out to me in the early morning, before Frank left for work, saying that he had to pee. I went in to help him and did the same thing as the previous night, watching him piss, and then wiping and stroking his cock. We had breakfast together after that, and then I cleaned up around the house while Danny watched one of his favorite movies we had on DVD.

Danny called me to his room to tell me what he wanted for lunch, and he said, “I’m so horny again, Mom. Will you help me get off again?”

I answered, “Of course, honey, and I might even give you some inspiration. Let’s scoot you over in bed a little, so I can get in next to you.”

We slid him over and I got into bed next to him on his left side, being careful to support his arm over my head on a pillow. I snuggled with him and heard a loud gasp when I moved away before pulling my tight t-shirt up and off over my head and moved up so he could suck my breasts. He latched onto my left areola and nipple and hungrily sucked, and then sucked so hard all around my areola that he was giving me hickeys.

I shifted position, giving him access to both breasts, as I reached down to fondle his cock. He sucked my breasts for what seemed like fifteen minutes, until I slid down, first kissing him passionately on the lips, and then kissing and sucking down his chest and stomach, stopping at his belly button to probe it with my tongue and suck it.

Then I moved down farther, and said, “I’m going to get your cock all nice and lubricated now, so we can get you off.”

Danny must have been expecting me to just spit on his cock and stroke it, and he moaned and squirmed with arousal when I took his semi-hard cock into my mouth and began sucking it. It hardened fully in seconds, and I began sucking and moving up and down on his thick shaft.

He said, “Oh fuck, Mom, that feels so fucking good, and you’re really sucking my cock, after letting me suck your fantastic tits.”

I continued sucking and slurping on his cock, and even spread his legs, very carefully, and sucked his big, hairy balls a few times, until getting back on his cock to finish him off. I sucked hard, focusing on his cock head, and his cock began throbbing and jerking as my mouth was flooded with his tasty, teen cum. Danny was enjoying his intense orgasm, and said, “Oh shit, Mom, you’re sucking the cum right out of me and swallowing it. That’s that best feeling ever.”

Then I moved between his legs again and sucked his balls into my mouth, one at a time, as he moaned and said, “Oh, oh, oh, that feels so good.”

He was smiling like a Cheshire Cat when I moved back to suck his cock for a moment before lying beside him in bed again, and he didn’t resist at all when I kissed him, even after having just swallowed his cum, which is something Frank would never do with me.

We broke our kiss, and I teased him, saying, “I hope you liked this other way of getting you off, because it’s a lot more enjoyable for me to do. Your cock and cum taste so good, and I loved feeling and tasting you ejaculate into my mouth.”

Then I raised up the head of the bed and straddled his lap, bringing my bare tits to his mouth again, and I stayed there for the longest time, cradling his head, as he sucked my breasts.

I was wearing tight yoga pants and sitting on his thick, spent cock, and it didn’t escape Danny’s notice that his cock was rubbing between my legs and against my pussy, as I humped back and forth as he sucked my breasts. He stopped sucking for a moment and said, “I’ve been watching your, uh, your thick lips in these tight pants for days now, Mom, and I can feel my cock sandwiched between them. Does that me that we can…”

It was obvious what he was going to ask, and I cut him off, saying, “Be patient, honey, and just enjoy what we’re doing together now.”

His cock got hard again and was rubbing between my vulva lips and rubbing my clit, and I had an orgasm as he continued sucking my breasts. When I finally pulled away, and after kissing him again, I looked down and saw the many hickeys on my breasts, and said, “You’re a hungry boy, and I’m going to have to be careful to not let your father see what you’ve done to my breasts. It shouldn’t be a problem, though, since he hasn’t been showing much interest in me lately anyway.”

Danny said, “You’re so pretty and sexy, Mom, and Dad would have to be crazy not to be jumping you every night. I know I sure would be. And after all we’ve done together, would you please tell me about your sexual experiences in high school, and up until now?”

I replied, “I guess I can tell you now, but there are things I’m going to tell you that even your father, and especially your father, doesn’t know. But let me make us lunch first, and we can talk while we’re eating. I just hope you’re not disappointed and ashamed of me after I tell you about my experiences.”

Telling Danny about My Sex Life in High School and Until the Present

Danny listened intently as I was feeding him, and began my story, saying, “I was lucky to learn about sex with Paul, my best friend, a boy that I grew up with, much like you and Tommy have grown up together. We were close and played together, but it wasn’t until we were your age, going into our junior year in high school, that we became intimate.”

“Our teen hormones were in full gear at that time, and I had just developed these breasts. After hearing about some of our friends who were experimenting with sex at the time, we decided to learn about sex together. I said I was lucky, because some pretty girls with big tits like me were hit on and treated rudely by boys who just wanted to fuck us, but Paul cared for me and respected me as his friend.”

“We started out kissing, and it didn’t take long for that to turn into the passionate, tongue-probing kisses like we’ve enjoyed together, and we always asked each other’s permission before touching beyond that. It was the third time we were kissing when he asked if he could fondle my breasts, and I allowed it so long as he let me rub his cock. It didn’t take long for me to have my top of with him fondling and sucking my breasts, as you’ve been doing, and I had his bare cock in my hands, stroking it, while he fingered my wet pussy.”

“Oral sex came next, and when I went down on him and sucked his cock the first time, he twisted around into a sixty-nine position, and returned the favor by sucking my pussy and clit. We had our first orgasms together that way, and I loved sucking his thick cock and feeling and tasting his cum shooting into my mouth, just as I had an orgasm in his mouth.”

“We just kissed and had oral sex for the next couple of weeks, and a lot of breast sucking, and then we had our first fuck. My mother started me on birth control pills on my sixteenth birthday, not trying to encourage or enable me to have sex, but knowing how horny teens can be, she wanted me to be protected.”

“Paul’s cock is about the size of yours, but is uncircumcised, and that was the best feeling in the world when we fucked, and had orgasms together, with him ejaculating into my young pussy. The funny thing was that we weren’t in love or emotionally attracted to each other, and instead, it was just a relationship of friends and fuckbuddies helping each other out.”

“My breasts were a big attraction for the boys, and although Paul and I dated other people all the way through high school, we still got together for sex periodically, sometimes to console each other after bad experiences with others. It even went beyond that, when because of our sexual awareness, I experimented having bisexual relations with one of my girlfriends, Linda, and Paul did the same with his friend, Ken.”

“We discovered together that we enjoyed having sex with males and females, and we even double-dated as couples sometimes, swapping to fuck the other’s dates, and having bisexual encounters as a group. The interesting thing is that Paul and Linda went to college together and eventually got married.”

Danny had been listening carefully, and said, “Wow, Mom, you really were active sexually in high school. And now that you told me about Paul and Linda, I have to wonder if they’re the same Paul and Linda who are good friends with you and Dad now?”

I answered, “Yes, they’re the same Paul and Linda, and I’ll tell you more about them in a few minutes. I was a lot more active sexually in high school than with just them too, and when word spread that I was not only willing to fuck, but to also suck cocks and swallow, I had dates and had sex every weekend, and at other times with Paul, Ken, and Linda.”

“It didn’t take long to figure out that I have a high sex drive, and my promiscuity continued in college, where my face, tits, and nice ass were magnets for the horny boys and even some of my professors. I couldn’t get enough sex, and even though I loved to fuck most of all, I had a few boys that I enjoyed sucking off because they had big ejaculations, like yours.”

“I met your father in a bar after college and we started dating. Even though I settled down a little and tried to be faithful to Frank, I needed more sex than he could give, and I continued fucking other men, and even had sex with Paul and Linda, even after they were married. Sometimes your father would stop by my apartment unannounced, shortly after I had fucked another man, and he unknowing ate me out with remnants of cum in me.”

David said, “Holy shit, Mom, and no offense, but you were really a slut back then. Did you keep up that behavior after you married Dad?”

I was afraid of disappointed Danny, but answered truthfully, saying, “I tried extremely hard to be faithful to your father, and was able to control my high libido for a couple of years, until after you were born. But then I saw Paul and Linda in the mall one day and went home with them. We had sex all afternoon, and that was the beginning of a continuing relationship with them that continues until now. They even invite one of Paul’s friends over so we can enjoy bisexual relations too.”

David asked, “Damn. Mom, you’re still fucking around behind Dad’s back?”

I replied, “Your father’s dick is only about half as long and thick as your cock, Danny, and I needed more. It didn’t end with Paul and Linda either. We were at Frank’s office’s holiday party five years ago, and after everyone got drunk, I was dancing with his boss, Mitchell. He couldn’t resist kissing me, rubbing my ass and tits, and pressing his big cock lump into my belly.”

“This is something that you can never tell your father, but Mitchell promised me that he would help Frank’s career if I would have sex with him, and I met him in a cheap motel the next day to fuck his huge cock. Since then, Mitchell promoted your father to his current position that requires frequent travel, which gives us more opportunities to get together for sex. We average getting together for sex now about once a week, but sometimes more, and Frank is close to getting another promotion, that will require even more travel.”

David looked stunned after hearing all of that, and said, “I have to say that I’m disappointed in you, Mom, for fucking around behind Dad’s back, and even being little more than a whore since you’re fucking Mitchell to help Dad’s career. But at the same time, I’m even more excited and aroused at what a beautiful and sexual woman you are, even being willing to have the incestuous sex we’ve had so far. It makes me love you and want you even more. I have to wonder what else you might do. When can we do more, Mom?”

I reached down to rub his cock for a few seconds, and answered, “Let me think about it while I clean up after our lunch, and I’ll be back in a few minutes.”

My First Sixty-Nine with Danny

Danny was waiting with anticipation when I returned, and said, “It’s important to me that you learn to pleasure a woman with your mouth, before I will fuck you, so I’ll get the bed lowered and we can try it. I’m going to get on top of you in the sixty-nine position and suck your cock while you get your first look and taste of my pussy.”

Then I instructed him, saying, “When I get into position, look closely at and take in the aroma of my pussy. I have thick outer lips that form the camel toe you mentioned that you like to look at, and my hair is neatly trimmed. Examine the folds of my inner and outer lips, and then taste and suck my wetness.”

“Also concentrate on sucking my larger-than-usual clitoris, that’s as big as the upper joint on your thumb when I’m aroused. You might have learned in sex education that a clitoris is really a little lady-cock that would have developed into a cock if I were born a boy. I want you to enjoy sucking it, since it gives me such great pleasure. Paul loves sucking my clit as much as he enjoys sucking other men’s cocks from time to time.”

Danny watched me carefully as I took off my t-shirt, and he saw my swaying and jiggling tits with his hickeys around the areolas, and then he gasped when I pushed my yoga pants down and off, and he saw my thick-lipped, hairy pussy. I climbed onto the bed and straddled his torso, being careful that his arms were out of the way, and pushed my pussy back to his face while I laid on top of him.

I began sucking his cock as I felt his breath on my pussy, and he breathed in my aroma and examined me. I wasn’t sure if he would do it, since some boys and men aren’t into muff diving, and was relieved and excited when he began to lick and suck my womanly folds. He covered my pussy with his mouth and sucked me, and then found my hardening clit and began sucking it.

We sucked each other that way for about five minutes, and just as I felt my orgasm starting, his cock began to throb, and I tasted and swallowed spurt after spurt of his tasty cum. We kept sucking as we came down from our orgasms, and neither of us were in a hurry to stop.

I finally moved off him and turned around in the bed to cuddle, and before we kissed, he said, “Oh, Mom, your pussy is beautiful and tastes and smells so good, and I can’t imagine why everyone isn’t into sucking it. And to be sucking your pussy as you were sucking the cum out of my cock was amazing.”

We kissed as I rolled against him, rubbing my wet pussy on his side, and I tasted my pussy on his lips as he tasted his cum on mine. Then I said, “You did wonderfully, Danny, and I’m so happy that you’re willing to give me pleasure with your mouth. Your girlfriends are going to love that, in addition to your big cock.”

It was midafternoon and we were still cuddling, kissing, with him sometimes casually sucking my breasts, when he said that he had to pee again. I was still naked when I pushed his cock into the bottle and watched him piss. When he finished, I was so turned on by what we had done together and then watching him piss, that when I pulled the bottle away, I leaned down to suck his cock clean instead of wiping it with the washcloth.

I knew that he paused pissing mid-piss sometimes, and usually had a final squirt when it looked like he was done. I had done that and even more with other boys and men over the years, and I wanted to see how Danny would react to me being a little nastier.

It turned out that I had pulled the bottle away at the perfect time, and he had one last spurt of piss remaining. I took the spray into my mouth and sucked his cock clean, as he said, “Oh shit, Mom, didn’t you realize that I wasn’t quite finished, and I pissed in your mouth?”

I didn’t want to admit, at least not yet, that Frank’s boss, Mitchell, sometimes thought it was funny to do a little piss play and piss in my mouth after I sucked him off, and I liked the taste and feel of it squirting in. So, I answered, “It’s not a big deal, honey, I love everything that comes out of your beautiful cock.”

It was getting to be late in the afternoon then, and Frank would be home soon, so I gave Danny his bed bath, while remaining naked, and it took more time since he sucked my breasts every time I got close enough, and I briefly sucked his cock and balls before I washed them.

Frank came home and we had dinner with Danny, before Tommy came over to keep him company, after which I went in at about 10:30 pm to tuck him in for the night. He had to piss, and I wanted to let him know that what happened earlier wasn’t an accident. I watched as he pissed, and when he paused in the middle, I pulled the bottle away and took his cock into my mouth. Danny couldn’t stop himself from pissing again, and I sucked his cock and swallowed his piss for another twenty seconds or so.

Danny looked horrified and said, “Shit, Mom, now I can see that wasn’t a mistake when you took my piss earlier. What’s that all about?”

I explained my situation with Mitchell, and then said, “I’m not sure if it’s true, but I read somewhere that piss is sterile when taken fresh from a healthy person. I’ve been doing this with Mitchell for years and haven’t had any problems. I like the feeling of it squirting in.”

He kissed me good night, even though I had just taken his piss into my mouth, and said, “You’re full of surprises, Mom, and I have to wonder what other nasty shit you do.”

First Fuck

Frank went out of town on business the next day, and I lounged around the house and took care of Danny, while naked. About midmorning I went in and sucked his cock for a few minutes, before raising the head of the bed, pulling back the sheet, and climbing on to straddle his lap as before.

We kissed first, and then he leaned down to suck my breasts while I moved back and forth with his hardening cock sliding lengthways through my wet vulva. When his cock was fully hard, I reached down and lifted it up, before settling down and impaling myself on it. Danny could hardly believe that I would just come in and unceremoniously fuck him like that.

He said, “That feels so good, Mom, and your pussy feels so tight on my cock. This is the best thing yet.”

Danny continued sucking my breasts as I undulated on him, rising and falling on his thick cock, as he thrusted into me the best he could with the casts on his legs. I knew, based on experience, that a teen boy wouldn’t last long in my pussy the first time, and I gave him a fuck that he would always remember.

I pulled his head off my tits to kiss me as I felt my orgasm approaching, and we kissed passionately as his cock jerked and pulsed in my pussy, filling it with his incestuous cum, just as my orgasm exploded. It was a fantastic fuck, made even better by the nastiness and taboo nature of fucking my son to orgasm.

We were panting as we came down from our orgasms, and Danny said, “I love you so much, Mom, and the feeling of fucking you and cumming inside of you was amazing.”

I said, “I love you, Danny, and it felt so good being fucked and inseminated by you. I need to show you one more thing that thoughtful lovers do with each other, and I’m going to put the bed back down. Tell me if you want me to stop, but your father loves doing this.”

With the bed flat again, I moved into a sixty-nine and pressed my cum-soaked, oozing pussy to his lips. I was so happy when he sucked my pussy and began lapping up his own cum, as I began sucking his slimy cock, and we stayed that way for what seemed like ten minutes, until I moved back to kiss and cuddle him, and we fell asleep in each other’s arms.

Intense Sex the Following Days, Some Relief, and New Experiences

Following that first experience fucking, I stayed naked all day as I took care of Danny and we kissed, sucked, and fucked as the mood struck us over the next couple of weeks. We were fucking twice a day and sucking each other to orgasm another two times, and I was so happy for the resilience and recovery ability of teen boys.

At the end of Danny’s third week home, we went to the doctor and the casts were removed from his legs, since the fibulas aren’t load-bearing bones, and he would just need to be careful. That was a big day, because not only could he then use the toilet, but he could also use the shower, with him holding his arms high to avoid the water.

We were so intimate with each other by then, that I still watched him piss after I helped him to sit on the toilet, and I occasionally let him piss into my mouth, sometimes taking his whole load. I still had to help him wipe after defecating, but that was much easier than using the bedpan.

I took showers with Danny in my shower with a built-in bench, with us both naked, and I loved soaping up his body and washing him all over, as I rubbed my soapy tits against him. I sucked his cock in the shower too, as he sat on the bench. Then I showed him one more nasty thing that I did with Mitchell and Paul.

One day he was standing with his arms raised high and leaning over the bench, which is at the end away from the showerhead, and I was on my knees behind him, washing his ass and legs. I soaped his ass crack thoroughly and reached under to wash his cock and balls, that were hanging down so tantalizingly, and after rinsing away the suds, I spread his ass cheek with my hands, and leaned in to suck his ass.

I sucked and licked up and down his ass crack at first, before settling in to suck and lick his asshole, while probing it with my tongue. Danny pushed his ass back against my face and said, “I’ve heard about this, but never thought my own mother would rim my ass. That feels so good, Mom, and now I guess I know just how nasty you are.”

That became a new routine for us, and I even convinced Danny to suck my ass. We were wearing each other out having sex.

Mitchell came over to visit one afternoon, under the guise of seeing if I needed anything with Frank out of town, and he had no idea that Danny knew why he was there. He came in to see how Danny was doing, and said, “I just wanted to see how you were doing, Danny, and to see if Claire needed anything with Frank out of town. We’re going to go out and talk for a while, and I’ll see you later.

I was with him for two hours, and after he left, I came back into Danny’s room smiling, and with Mitchell’s cum running down my inner thighs. I said, “I used to love it when Frank unknowingly cleaned me up after I was fucked, and I was hoping you wouldn’t mind cleaning me up now. You eat your own cum from me, so it shouldn’t be a big deal.”

Danny was more agreeable than I thought he’d be, and I laid on top of him and sucked his cock as he cleaned my pussy of Mitchell’s cum. Then we fucked, and he added his own cum to my slutty pussy.

Fucking Tommy Too

Tommy continued to come over to visit almost every night, and I sometimes wondered if Danny would breach our trust and tell him about us. I got my answer one late afternoon, when Danny said, “I need to talk with you about something, Mom. Tommy and I have been best friends forever, and you know him very wellTo continue reading this story you must be a member. Join for FREE here.