Synopsis: Ever since my son turned 18 years old, I noticed that he has been very interested in sex. One day I caught him stealing my panties and using them to masturbate, so I decided that it was my duty as his mother to teach him about sex, and in the process, I rediscover the path to my own sexual awakening.

PART I

This happened a few months after my son’s 18th birthday. One day I was about to go in the bathroom when I saw my son taking my dirty panties out of the laundry basket and sniffing them. I didn’t say anything and just slipped away so he didn’t see me.

I should have been appalled and disgusted, but I wasn’t. I was a little shocked, yes, but quite honestly I was intrigued. So I just kept an eye on the laundry.

I noticed that my panties usually disappeared from the laundry basket very soon after I took them off to go to bed and would be in the basket again the following day and some of the panties came back caked with a thin layer of dried cum.

So my son basically had the last pair of panties I had taken off and jerked off on them. I’m ashamed to say this but it actually turned me on and I started masturbating in my panties every day before taking them off so my son would get more benefit from them. I have a vibrator that makes a buzzing sound and I moan really loud when I masturbate. The wall between my bedroom and my son’s bedroom is very thin and I was dead certain that my son could hear me every night as I masturbated.

I had thought that maybe I should confront him at that point but the shame kept me from doing anything about it and after about a week or two I started noticing my son’s cum in my other clothing items like bra, lingerie, and stockings. One time while I was going through my drawer I put on a pair of new panties and felt something gooey on them. I quickly took them off and noticed a large patch of cum at the center of the crotch on my panties.

This was going too far and I decided, as his mother, I had to talk to him about it, just so he could have the proper sex education.

That night my son was in his bedroom. I had my shower and put on my over sized T-shirt that I wear to sleep in. I didn’t wear any panties or bra underneath the T -shirt and I knocked on my son’s bedroom door and slowly pushed it open.

I walked in and he wasn’t asleep yet and he was watching something on his laptop. He quickly snapped the laptop shut. I asked him could we talk about something and he looked puzzled but also worried. I told him not to worry and that “I’m not annoyed but you have been regularly doing something that involves me.” He started to go red and I think he realized what I was talking about. I said “Again I’m not annoyed with you. I love you and I will do anything for you …”

I then opened my hand and held out the panties I wore on that day. “Here. This will save you going in the laundry basket.”

He said “I’m so sorry mom I won’t do it anymore I really am sorry …”

I said “It’s OK. You don’t need to be sorry … I don’t mind … I actually like it to be honest. Now do you want to be honest and tell me about it?”

He said it had started because he was curious when he saw my panties in the laundry and couldn’t resist looking at them and sniffing them. While he watched porn he would use my panties to masturbate and he said it just felt really good. I then asked him if he was watching porn on his laptop and he nodded yes. Out of curiosity I told him to open his laptop and show me. It was a video of an Asian woman being gang banged by a group of white guys. I’m Asian and my son is half Asian. I find it cute that my son is actually attracted to Asian women.

I asked him if he had cummed in any other items that I used and he became very apprehensive and to calm him, I promised him that I wouldn’t be mad at him and after several minutes of back and forth he admitted that he has been cumming inside my coffee in the morning as well.

Never had I heard such a thing that seemed to have made me so ashamed as a mother. The knowledge that I may have been consuming my son’s cum indirectly was processing through my brain very slowly. We both became silent. A million things were running through my mind. I was flustered. I got on his bed, lifted up my T-shirt, revealing my naked body underneath, spread my legs wide apart and told him that he could touch, feel, and taste every part of my body and he had my full permission to do everything he pleased. And that was exactly what he did for the next hour. First he cupped my breasts, played with my nipples, and after that he used his mouth to suck on my nipples. As he was sucking on my nipples he put his knee between my crotch and rubbed my clit with it. After he had enough of my breasts he told me to lay flat on his bed and he got on top of me with his face between my crotch and my face facing his crotch, basically in a 69 position. He played with my pussy lips, my clit, and then started licking me with his tongue. I was facing his crotch and I could see the huge bulge underneath his underwear but I didn’t touch it. I was thinking that perhaps I should take off his underwear and suck his cock, since my son had already cummed in my coffee and I had definitely drank his cum before, so why not just go directly from the source. I was thinking about that as my son was rubbing his hardened cock against my face and licking my pussy at the same time. Then within a few minutes, he had stopped moving and I saw his cock pulsating underneath his underwear and a dark, wet spot formed on its surface.

After a few more seconds his cock stopped pulsing. I pushed my son off my body and told him that “that was enough for today” and that we both needed some sleep. He said okay. Before I went out of his bedroom I promised him that “We can continue another time and if you want, I’ll show you how to give me an orgasm.” I also asked him to change his underwear which I took it with me to throw into the laundry basket.

PART II

But in stead of putting my son’s underwear into the laundry basket, as I had originally intended, I actually took it back into my bedroom. The sight of my son’s cum stained underwear mesmerized me. It was amazing to me as I stared at it, knowing that there are millions, probably billions of tiny creatures known as sperm swimming inside that semi-translucent chicken soup. I held it to my nose and smelled it. I was a fool for doing that. Never had I smelled such a heavenly scent. I stuck my tongue out and licked a tiny bit and it was surprisingly palatable. I buried my face into it and feasted on my son’s cum. But it wasn’t enough. Ravenous, delirious, crazy perhaps, I shoved his cum stained underwear into my mouth and then I rubbed my clit, inhaling his smell with every sensor withing my body. I was in a trance. I almost swallowed his underwear until it gagged me.

That night I couldn’t sleep. I was in a constant state of heightened arousal. My pussy was leaking and all my thoughts were consumed by the images of my son’s cock, its shape, size, and the way it pulsed as it ejaculated. In a state of half sleep and half wakefulness I was moaning and I was calling my son’s name.

The next morning as soon as I woke up I went over to my son’s bedroom. I was completely naked as I walked into his bedroom. I sat spread-eagled on his bed and showed him how I liked to be caressed and tried to explain how it feels about my clitoris and how that has to be gently touched. I guided his hand to start with my vaginal opening and my G spot and slowly work its way inward. His touch was magic. I was wallowing in the deepest depth of bliss. I had never had a man who had turned me on this much.

After my orgasm subdued, I told my son that it was his turn to have fun.

I asked him if he would like to have me suck his cock. I knew the answer would be yes. His cock had been bulging all the time. As soon as I got his cock in my mouth he started to ejaculate. I only gave him a few touches and thick ropes of cum hit the back of my tonsil. I swallowed his complete load like I was enjoying a fine meal. The taste was heavenly. For nearly 40 years I have thought the flavor that was in my mouth and the quest had been complete. I was in disbelief.

I left him to rest in his bed and went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

About half an hour later, breakfast was prepared. I went back to his room and found my son still asleep in his bed. I gently pulled the cover off of him. He was still completely naked and his cock was so big. As his mother, I’m quite proud of my boy. Even though my son is half Asian, his cock is more like a proper white cock, in fact, much bigger than his dad’s who happened to have been a pure white man. I gently tapped on it like a chef slapping my beef steak against the plate and to my amazement it got hard again. So I sucked on his cock again, giving it a buttery look with my saliva. The full length of his cock was shoved into my throat. I was making slurping noises like I was wolfing down finger-thick udon noodles.

I sucked and slurped until my son woke up and then we 69’ed so my son can eat my pussy. I gave my son the best head game I knew of. I rubbed my nipples against his hairy thighs. I gyrated my tongue and twisted my head I was eating cotton candy from all directions. We 69’d for about 10 minutes until he ejaculated inside my mouth. After that I lay back and let him concentrate on making me orgasm a few more times and within probably 10 minutes I noticed he had an erection yet again. So I stopped him and then I sucked him off again. This time he lasted about 20 minutes.

PART III

After my son started college, I knew he probably wouldn’t be back home for weeks, sometimes even months. Unable to see my son, I was filled with despair. I couldn’t help myself. I know it’s wrong and I know you think I’m a disgusting woman, a terrible mother, but honest to God I have never been so turned on in my life as after I had sucked off my son that morning. I remembered the taste of my son’s cum. Never had I tasted something so delicious and the after-taste in my mouth lingered. Each drop of his cum was exploding inside me. The flavor of my son’s cum was not strong like some men’s. They were mysterious and mild. I remembered his cum’s color and texture: off-white, unobtrusive, and modestly freckled like grated Parmeson cheese on a plate of Risotto.

And his cock. His cock was a feast for my eyes. His cock was tender and yet firm, creamy and not over-saturated. When I gently used my teeth to bite on his raw meat, I thought I was biting into a juicy lamb chop. I had an mini-orgasm just from having his cock in my mouth. And the mellifluous sighs as he was about to cum. It was music from the gods.

The more I thought about all this the more I was seized with a desperate longing.

PART IV

During his first year in college he stayed at home. My son never took no for an answer from me and almost everyday I gave him a blow job before he left for his classes. And when he got back home from his classes, he fucked me. This went on for several months until the winter break when he decided to live in a dorm with a good friend.

Then my son would come home only a few times every week for one thing or another and he would fuck me. About a month into his second semester he started asking me for booty calls. The first time I didn’t think too much about it. He was just asking me to bring things over to him on campus and I would give him blow jobs in his dorm when his roommate wasn’t around.

One time he was partying in a frat house with a group of friends and he had a booty call. I went in and found my son in a bedroom by himself on the second floor. As soon as he saw me he closed the door and before I even had a chance to look around he kissed me on the mouth and I felt his tongue inside me. I enjoyed it so I didn’t stop him. A few minutes later I was bent over a shabby fold-out bed that had oil stains on the cushions and I was getting fucked like a sorority girl. I tried my best to be quiet, but my son wasn’t. He fucked me really hard. The bed was creaking and everyone who bothered to listen would have surmised that we were having sex.

After we finished I went home but then every other day my son would call me to come over for sex. In the beginning he would say something like “I need my toothbrush”, “I need my boxers”, or some other excuses, but by the second month into the semester he would just send me a text telling me “I need to fuck” and “get your ass over here.” It must have seemed odd to all the other students that his mom was coming over so frequently and staying in his room alone this much.

One night when I stopped over by his dorm, the lights were very dim, and we got right to it. I was on top of him, riding him with my bra off, my tits pouncing when I looked over and saw his roommate lying on his bed watching. I freaked out, covered my tits, and bent down. My son said “Oh, don’t worry mom. He’s cool.”

My son pushed my hands away and began hammering into my pussy hard. I didn’t know what to do and him fucking me so hard was making me want to cum, so I just leaned into the situation. Then my son rolled me onto my side facing his roommate, so I had to look at him as my son continued to fuck me. I was staring right at his roommate when he came inside me. We sat up and chatted a bit. When I tried to get dressed, they both said “No rush. You can stay like that”. So, I sat there fully naked on my son’s bed, holding his used condom. I was fidgeting with it and then my son told me I was allowed to leave if I drank his cum out of the condom in front of his roommate. I did exactly that, then got dressed and went home.

The next day I got my son’s text again and off I went. This time I was called into the fraternity house, and instead of just the one roommate from the previous night, over a dozen of my son’s friends were there. I knew they all wanted me to put on a show for them so I switched up on the surprise. I pushed my son onto his back and started sucking him off while slowly stripteasing. After my panties were off I wiggled my ass and made sure all the guys could see my pussy. I sucked his cock until he came inside my mouth.

This became a regular part of my visits until one day my son told me that the fraternity brothers decided to expedite his pledge process and make him a member if “we could take your mom out of town and gang bang her in the forest. No condom. She has to take cocks raw in all her holes. All 60 brothers.” I eventually did do that but that’s another story for another day.