1. A Son Shows his Mother


    Date: 8/29/2015, Categories: Fiction, Cheating, Incest, Male / Older Female, Wife, Author: Unknow user, Rating: 87.5, Source: sexstories.com

    things, and he even asks me about sex, or he did do. That was until he told me he was practising for the real thing. When I asked him what that meant, his answer was as blunt as you like, Me! By the way my name is Georgina, or Georgi to my friends, I am only thirty three yeas old, Liam as I have said is only just eighteen, so the age gap is in real terms, quite close. Which I suppose is why we can relate to each other more as friends, rather than mother and son, get me? I am fairly good looking, though if you listened to Liam, I am Gods only gift to the female world worthy of consideration for beautiful sexy woman of the planet. I have dark brown hair, a soft face, a good body, and as I've said I have had boyfriends. And my extreme bits are still very sensitive to the right touch or squeeze. I am quite tall for a woman, around 5ft 9" or so, I think I'm a little overweight but Liam insists I am perfect, so who's to argue? I weigh in at about 125lbs, so you can make your own mind up. I like to dress well, Oh before I forget, my parents are quite wealthy, and they stood by me in the early years, and in fact they still do. Now back to Liam, as he has told me, I know he is sexually active, and yes, he says he practises safe sex which I am glad about. I would hate it if he ended up in the kind of boat I did, although in my case, life is now perfect, almost. I have taught him to be respectful to his elders. He has done well at school and soon he is in college, our local one, which ...
    is an excellent choice. And of course he will be still at home with me. Now he is an adult, legally that is, he has upped the ante with me. I am now his target full time, and I know I am weakening. And yes, I am having fun with it too, he doesn't try to bully me, he isn't even that insistent, but it's there all the time. I can feel it. Even though I won't show it, I am sure that one day, reasonably soon, he will indeed, get me if I'm not too careful. When he is at home, which is about 3 or 4 nights a week he insists we sit on the sofa together to watch television, or we play scrabble or something. And he holds my hand, sits real close. And when I win, I get a great big hug and a kiss on the cheek for it. And though I know what's happening, how can I tell him off, remonstrate with him when he is just being so nice, so adorable, and so loving. I sigh with inner happiness sometimes, a woman, well this woman anyway loves attention, especially when it's attention like this, even if it is from my own son. "I love you mom," he says, but it's not just the words, it's the way he says them. There is real depth there, real feeling. There have been a few times when I have felt so wanted and needed by him, even overwhelmed by the way he is. I have almost cupped his face in my hands and kissed him, which would have led ultimately to the real thing I know it. And those eyes of his tell their own story, it's written in them. He has never even batted an eye when I have brought a man home on ...