The First Time I slept with My Son Chapter 1

This is a true story that takes time to develop and will likely be multiple chapters long. take the time to enjoy reading and stay tuned for chp 2

Chapter 1

I was one of those girls who got pregnant the first time she had sex. I was 15 at the time and my boyfriend was 17. My parents let me get married and shortly after i gave birth to my daughter, my husband and i moved so he could go to college. 2 years later i was pregnant again. My husband said he didn’t sign up for this and divorced me. So now before the age of 18 i was a single mom giving birth to a beautiful baby boy.

Raising two kids alone with little or no financial support was difficult. I worked my ass off to get ahead. Mornings in our apartment were chaotic to say the least getting 2 kids and myself ready. I often walked around the house in various stages of undress. I usually would have my bra and panties on at least, but I will admit many a time i was totally naked When i was making breakfast and such in the kitchen. My kids didnt seem to think anything of it even as they got older. Although I probably should have been aware of how my son was looking at me.

I was 26, blond hair blue eyes 5’5” 34DD about 135 lbs and my son was about 9 when i met and married the man of my dreams. I hadn’t really dated much while i was raising kids. He was a good man who had no problem helping me support my two kids. Unfortunately my mornings didnt become less chaotic and i still walked around the house half or fully naked. My new husband wasnt too crazy about that and bought me a little robe to wear because he didnt think it was appropriate the way my son Marty was looking at me.

I thought he was crazy but i started wearing it. The robe didn’t really cover much. It was kind of shear so if i wasn’t wearing a bra or panties you could still see my nipples and pubic hair and it was short enough that at the bottom of the robe my butt cheeks stuck out from under it.

My 2nd husband and I had a baby girl 3 years after we got married. My son was now 12 and he loved his baby sister. He was such a big help with her. Especially in the mornings when i started going back to work. Unfortunately after getting pregnant that robe didn’t fit me anymore and i reverted back to my previous ways of wearing next to nothing in the morning around the house. My husband left for work so early that he didn’t know what my mornings were like. I will admit that i did catch my son staring at me from time to time. I figured that was natural for a curious boy his age so I did try and make sure i was wearing a bra and panties when i left the bedroom, but sometimes circumstances prevented it if my newborn was throwing a fit or needed to be fed.

About a year after our daughter was born my husband got a huge promotion at work that required him to travel out of town 3 or 4 days a week. Sometimes he would be gone 2 weeks at a time. Marty was over 13 by t now and i had turned 30. With his step dad gone most of the time Marty started to take on many of his responsibilities at home. It was so cute because he was trying to be the “man of the house”. He was actually better than his step dad at fixing things. He did most of the chores without me nagging like i had to do with my husband it was a real joy. He even helped me get his little sister ready for bed and sit with me while i nursed her to sleep.

Once she was fast asleep we would usually go out to the family room and watch TV together on the couch. I would lay down on one end of the couch with my head resting on the arm of the couch. Marty sat at the other end of the couch. I worked in a salon at the time. I stood on my feet all day long and my feet were always tired and sore. One of the things his stepdad used to do was massage my feet every night. I remember after a couple weeks of this routine my son took my feet and put them on his lap and asked me if i wanted a foot massage. He didnt even finish the sentence and i said Yes emphatically.

His fingers were like magic on my feet. He seemed to know exactly were to press with exactly the proper pressure. It was the best feeling ever on my feet. Every night after that I immediately put my feet on his lap as soon as we sat down. I didn’t even mind it when he finished massaging each foot and his hands began to rub my calves. It certainly helped me relax all the more. Not to mention i just liked the physical touch. Ever since my husband had started this new job he was under a tremendous amount of stress. Even when he was at home he barely paid attention to me or my physical needs. We went months without having sex. Which was abnormal since before that we’d have sex 4 or 5 times a week.

The summer right before my son turned 14 in the fall, he went through a huge growth spurt and puberty was in full force. It was a hot summer and he wore gym shorts almost every day. He had a perpetual hard on that was clearly obvious in the gym shorts. some days it was so obvious it looked like he had a tent pole sticking straight out of them. A rather large tent pole i might add. I loved to look at him when it was like that and Now i was the one who was caught staring.

Because our financial situation had improved immensely, i had reduced my schedule at the salon to just two days a week. Marty, my son, and i spent almost every day together when his step dad was traveling. We’d take The baby to the beach quite often. I loved watching my son come out of the water. His bathing suit clung to his manhood and the outline of his cock was clearly visible and he did nothing to adjust the suit to keep it from clinging. As if he was proud of his big cock. At that point he was flaccid so it either hung several inches over his balls along his thigh or well off to his side towards his hip. I admit i was astonished as he looked bigger when he was soft than any man i had been with when they were fully erect. I remembered telling myself to look away but I couldn’t.

We also went for many long walks with the baby in the stroller. I began to notice him brushing up against my breasts while we walked. I thought it was by accident the first few times but it became obvious it wasnt. He also became very playful with me. Often swatting my butt with his hand. I usually wore leggings and had just started wearing thong underwear so sometimes it felt like his hand was slapping my bare ass. Honestly i liked all the attention and how it felt when he touched me. I did nothing to discourage it. Meanwhile our time together watching tv on the couch continued. Since i wasnt working much and he was on summer break we stayed up later. His massages continued and often his hands worked their way up to my knees and thighs.

Most nights after we put his sister to bed I would change into my short summer nighty before going out to watch tv in the family room with him. I typically slept with nothing on underneath it so i took off my panties when i put on my nighty. One particularly warm night in July he sat down wearing only his gym shorts no shirt. He had well defined abs and His tent pole was poking straight out as he sat down. I tried not to look but i saw him smile at me while i was looking at his crotch. What i didn’t realize was that he was able to see up my nighty and get a clear view of my pussy at times. At this point it had been over 6 months since id had sex and i admit i felt a nervous pit in my stomach as i laid down thinking how sexy he looked. As he massaged my feet and worked his way up to my thigh i was so tired and relaxed i fell asleep. This wasn’t the first time that happened as he rubbed my legs.. At one point i woke up and his hand was under my nighty rubbing my upper thigh just an inch or so below my pussy. I don’t think he was aware i was awake.

I wasnt sure what to do so i just lay still pretending to be asleep. My legs were partially spread. His hand kept making circular motions around my inner thigh and within a few more strokes i felt his hand move up on to my hip with his fingers right next to my crotch. Thats when i realized i was wet and the there was something hard against the bottom of my foot. Right as my brain realized that was his stiff cock i felt my sons thumb brush against my pubic hairs right above my clit. I hadn’t been touched there since his step dad started his new job 6 months ago. I felt a shiver run up my spine and i twitched. His hand stopped and i could feel him looking at me to see if i was awake, for some reason i didnt want him to know i was awake and i just laid still. Once he was assured i was still asleep his hand moved right on to my pussy. He rubbed his fingers thru my rather thick bush occasionally touching my pussy lips. Now i was getting very wet and could feel my juices on his fingers.

I thought to myself i need to just open my eyes and stop this, what ever this is before it goes any further but my body and emotions liked the feelings that were being generated and as one of his fingers moved across my pussy lips again i parted my legs just a little further apart and the tip of his finger slid inside my pussy and right up on my clit. God it felt so good that let Out a big sigh. Which again made him stop and look at me. I sat as still as i could. Even though i could now feel his cock getting even harder and thicker under my foot it took all my strength to resist stroking it with my foot. Once he was assured I was still asleep i felt his finger probe deeper inside me. All I wanted to do was say oh baby you are making mommy feel so good, but instead i just laid there and enjoyed it to myself. Soon I felt a second finger massage my pussy lips as the first continued to dart in and out of me. I felt a longer and continuous shiver run up my spine and to my head as i began to climax on my sons fingers. Just as i was about to climax i couldnt take it anymore let out a moan and i rolled over on my side. He withdrew his fingers from my pussy and set his hand on my hip.

He i innocently asked me if I was ok as i opened my eyes. I said yes im fine baby i think i just had a weird dream. But as i rolled over i felt my foot run up the entire length of his shaft. It was so hard it felt like a steel pole was underneath his skin. I smiled to myself as i realized his cock was almost as long as my size 91/2 ladies foot. Then i sat up and said i think i better go to bed now. He said me to and he stood up as i did. We gave each other a big hug my breats pressed against his chest and i could feel his cock pressing against my crotch. I looked down as we let go and i could see the fattest mushroom head id ever seen peeking out of the elastic band of his gym shorts.

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