I don’t even know how I ended up being like this. I know people think I’m crazy, but I have already gone too far with my son in our incestous relationship and there is no going back for me.

I realized my son was attracted to me after he turned 18 years old. He was constantly watching porn and I found dried cum on my panties. I know those were my son’s cum. After my divorce, my son and I lived alone and there was no other male in the household.

And I was obsessed with him too. He was the love of my life. I was willing to do anything for him. I loved being sexy in front of my son and I often walked around naked in front of him and I didn’t stop him when he wanted to touch me. Then one day, we just fell in love with each other and we have been together for almost a year now. In fact, our 1 year anniversary will be coming up in just two weeks. In the span of this one year, my son has been fucking me nearly everyday, and sometimes multiple times in a single day. I’m actually proud to say that my son now has no need to masturbate anymore, since I’ve been serving as his cum dumpster. Whenever my son is horny, he just calls me over and uses me. He calls me his fleshlight and I’m happy that I’m able to satisfy my son in this way.

On a typical day, I wake up, cook breakfast, and then I wake my son up by sucking on his cock. As soon as he becomes fully awake, he fucks my face and I deepthroat his cock until he cums and I swallows his cum. Then he eats his breakfast and goes to his classes. His college is 5 minutes away from home.

In the afternoon he comes back from his classes and he fucks me in my pussy or ass and cums inside me again.

Over the course of a year we’ve been discovering our various kinks and we’ve tried every sex position possible and I always think of new ways to spice up our sex life. When my son is not at home, I cook, go shopping, practice yoga and stripteasing. My son brought a stripper’s pole and I dance in the garage completely naked. Every other day I show my son how much I’ve improved and my son said that one day he would like to have me dance as a real stripper inside a strip club. But I was a bit apprehensive because I was afraid other people might recognize me.

Which was why my son did what he did.

Recently I discovered that my son enjoys exposing me a lot. He often makes me go out half naked so the neighbors can ogle at me. He also has been taking photos of me and sharing it with his friends. I begged him to have my face covered. I was both excited and scared. So to push my limits the other night my son invited a group of his friends to come over to our house with the explicit intention to humiliate me. I was dressed in lingerie with a push up bra and a matching set of panties and nothing else. My legs and feet were completely bare and my cleavage was showing. I looked like a complete slut and all of my son’s friends were ogling at me the entire time. And my son intentionally put me in various humiliating positions, such as making me crawl on the floor to look for the remote control, ordering me to squat down. He also slapped my ass and pinched my nipples.

By around 9 PM my son ordered me to “Go to your room, strip naked, spread your legs and wait for me.”

All his friends were sitting in the living room and were staring at me with their mouths open. My son’s words humiliated me deeply, knowing now that all his friends knew he fucked his own mother. But I obeyed. We had a cage inside the garage and sometimes my son used the cage as punishment for me. I had to crawl into the cage completely naked and be humiliated. I didn’t want my son to do that to me in front of his friends and so I obeyed him.

I walked into my bedroom, slowly stripped out of my lingeries and spread my legs, with my bare pussy and ass facing the door. The fact that people were outside and they were going to listen to me being fucked got me soaking wet. A few minutes later I heard the door open and slammed shut and even though I knew it was my son, I was not able to see him. The fact that it could have been anyone just made me wetter, but when he slapped my ass and fingered my wet pussy, I immediately knew it was my son. It was his familiar movement. Call it a second instinct but I can feel when my son touches me.

My son took out his cock and aimed it at my pussy and immediately my pussy started to spasm and when he fucked me, my son told me: “moan like a whore,” and so I did.

I started moaning like a whore. Like obnoxiously, porn star kind of moans. Then he smacked my ass and said, “Louder.” And so I did.

The entire house felt dead silent and all I could hear was my own moaning and my son’s cock thrusting in and out of my pussy that made the bed squeak. I knew his friends were all sitting outside but there was not a peek from them. Nothing. It was absolutely silent. As my son continued to fuck me hard, my son smacked me hard on the ass and ordered me to talk dirty to him, “Tell me what you are, mom?”

And when I didn’t respond he spanked me harder which made me yelp in pain and so I started rambling. I said things like “Mommy is a desperate slut and needs cock. Oh god my son’s cock feels so good,” etc. Things along those lines.

At one point I heard footsteps outside in the hallway and someone murmurred “Holyshit” under his breath and that was when I realized that my son’s friends were all just immediately outside the door to the bedroom. This absolutely sent me into overdrive. My clit was so swollen it literally hurt and my son was now fucking me like a feral animal. After my son cummed inside me I collapsed onto the bed, with his cum and my own pussy juice dripping out of me, and after a few minutes I rolled over on my back, and my son’s flaccid cock was inside my mouth, and I was staring at the ceiling, and a million things were running through my mind.