How my son seduced me

It started one day when I walked in on my son masturbating, the door was ajar so I didn't knock and when I entered I found myself right in front of my son, naked with his erect penis in his hand. I was shocked by the sight of it, especially its size, I hadn't seen him naked in years and I don't think I'd ever seen him erect. I'd never seen one that big in real life before, it was clearly at least 2 or 3 inches longer than my husband's but the really shocking thing was the girth, it looked about as thick as his wrist. I stared open-mouthed for at least 5-10 seconds, not saying a word, before I snapped out of it and left the room. My son had a smile on his face when I left. 15 minutes later I called him down for dinner and he still had that smile, when we sat down he asked me "did you like what you saw in there mom?" I had no idea how to respond, my husband asked what he was talking about and my son said he was referring to project he was doing for art class. Then he put a hand on my thigh and moved it up, under the table so my husband couldn't see, and I slapped it away. After that he was hitting on me all the time, any time his father was in another room he was all over me with the inappropriate touching and flirty remarks, and flashing his erect penis at me. I told him how extremely inappropriate it is do behave like that with his own mother but I couldn't make him stop. He kept showing me his penis and asking if he was bigger than his father, I eventually admitted that he was but told him that size doesn't matter. He only got worse after that.

This went on for about a month and he was wearing down my defenses, every day it became a little harder to say no to him. All his mischief was actually having an effect on me and I'd been much hornier than usual lately, I'd been initiating sex with my husband much more often but it didn't satisfy me. My husband was never the best in bed and our sessions only ever lasted a couple of minutes, he's not the most well endowed man either and I always had to go off to the bathroom and masturbate afterward to get some satisfaction. I found myself wondering what it would be like with someone the size of my son, I tried to banish those thoughts but they just kept coming. My son finally got me one night when the three of us were watching a movie, my husband was fast asleep and snoring on the armchair and my son came and sat next to me on the couch. Soon his hands were all over me and he was just wearing loose boxers so the bulge of his erection was very visible. Normally I would have pushed him away and stood up, but this time it was different. I was in a bit of a vulnerable state and I guess he had finally worn me down, and I didn't try very hard to stop him when he put his hand down my pants. As he happily pointed out, I was already quite wet. Next he took one of my hands and put it on his cock, I didn't stop that either. I was horny as hell at this point to be honest. I'm just lucky I had enough sense to move to the bedroom instead of doing it right there with my sleeping husband in the room. I was loud but my husband is a heavy sleeper, I closed all the doors, and the movie was still playing so the sounds were covered up.

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I was full of a mixture of lust and shame as I lay on the bed with my delighted son on his knees in front of me, I couldn't believe what I was about to do but I was powerless to stop it. The lust was just much stronger than the shame, and I let it happen. Well I say "let it happen" but he actually made me ask for it. We had gone upstairs and we were in my bed both naked, he was on top of me with his penis just touching my vagina but not inside it yet. At that point he had me so worked up I could barely think straight, he'd almost made me cum with his fingers back on the couch with my husband asleep next to us and I was very desperate. He commented again on how wet I was and then asked if I wanted him to do it, I said "yes". Then he smiled and told me to say what I wanted him to do, I had to swallow my pride and say "I want you to put your cock in me". I felt very ashamed that I'd just said something like that to my own son and I tried to cover my face with a pillow so he couldn't see, but he took it off me and looked into my eyes with that smile on his face and told me to say it again louder. I was so desperate at this point that I basically shouted it, momentarily forgetting that my husband was downstairs. He toyed with me a little more, rubbing it against my vulva without actually putting it in, and to my eternal shame I started to beg in a whiny and pathetic sounding voice. Finally he got to the point and started to insert it, and I remember that as he started pushing his penis into me I had flash-backs to memories from years ago when he was younger of me tucking him into bed and reading him stories, it felt so surreal to know that that same boy is now about to shove his cock inside me. Once it actually went in all that left my head, I'd never taken one that thick before and the sensation of being stretched out like that was so intense I couldn't think about anything else. I was already on the verge of an orgasm already and it came with his first thrust, I was screaming at the top of my lungs within the first few seconds. My husband had never been able to give me an orgasm in over 15 years of marriage, any my son had just done it on his very first thrust. I had several more in the next couple of hours. It wasn't until afterward when I was lying in bed next to him that the "Oh my god I just had sex with my son, what the fuck have I done" thoughts started flooding back into my head. I also realized how loud I had been and went downstairs to make sure it hadn't woke my husband, luckily he was still fast asleep and snoring on the armchair. When I went back to bed my son was still there, I tried to tell him that it was a one time thing and he should go back to his bedroom but we ended up going for another round and eventually he fell asleep next to me in the bed that I normally share with my husband. I had a mini heart attack the next morning when we were woken up by my husband, he had slept in the armchair that night and had just come up to the bedroom to find my son and I sleeping in our bed. Fortunately he thought it was cute that our son was sleeping in his mom's bed, we were lucky that the duvet was covering his bottom half so my husband couldn't see he was naked.