The unthinkable started happening with my son

This is a fantasy story about a mom getting turned on by her 14yr old son.

Pamela was 34 when the unthinkable started happening.

I was laying out by the pool Saturday relaxing. After I cleaned the kitchen and living area this morning I decided to spend the early afternoon enjoying the pool. My 14 son, Brad was mowing the lawn finally after needing to tell him over and over this morning before I finally had to tell him he could not go out with his friends this afternoon until he did so. After some choice words he finally did it.

I was getting out of the pool at the time he was putting away the lawn mower. I had my orange bikini on. I was in pretty good shape for a mom of a 14 year old. At 5’4″ and long brown hair I usually caught most the the dads eyes when at a school function. I enjoyed every minute of there attention knowing they were married and I was single.

“Oh, good timing” I said as he started walking by the pool. He rolled his eyes and I just laughed as I finished drying off. Would you please put some sunscreen on my back. “Seriously?” He said in his annoyed voice. I ignored his tone and handed him the lotion. I stood in front of him and pulled my wet hair to one side and to the front of me so he could get my whole back. I heard Brad squirt it in his hand and could tell he had too much but I was not going to say anything. He started lathering up my back in a quick motion and said “There.” He throw the bottle down on the lounger and started walking away.

“Come on Brad, you know you need to rub it in” I said in a slightly frustrated voice. He let out a big huff and walked back over to me. This time he used both his hands and moved his hands slower over my back trying to get it rubbed in. He had so much he had to spread it onto my shoulders and sides. My body started feeling more relaxed as his hands moved slower and slower as he slid them to my side. I felt his fingers go under my stings of my bikini on my back and toward my side near the side of my size C boobs. Then slid them down my side and curled his fingers around my waist touching my stomach slightly. I felt my pussy clinching from his soft touch. He glided them around my lower back and just above my bikini bottoms. I think he even slid a finger along the inside of bottoms as he passed near it. My Heart was beating faster not wanting his touch to end. He continued around my back and before he dared to slip under my bikini string again. I felt my breath catch as his hands curved around to the side of my breast again and he stopped moving for a second when he felt the softness of my breast. I didn’t move…could he feel my heart beating? I felt my pussy dripping into my bikini bottoms and tensed slightly. He slid his hands out quickly and patted my back as he said. “All done”. He then walked away and I was in shock as I stared after him. I hardly got out a ‘thank you’ before you disappeared into the house.

I slowly picked up the lotion bottle and started putting it on my legs and arms still thinking about how turned on my son just made me. I layed on the lounger on my stomach and could not stop thinking about his slow touches. Did he get turned on? He had to of. I felt myself blush and buried my face into my towel. WTF my 14 year old son just turned me on. My son who drives me crazy most of the time because he never listens to what I ask of him and seems to hate me at times.

I finally shook off that thought of him being turned on to his mother. I am just a horny slut who obviously needs to get laid. I know it has been a few months since I have had anyone touching me since I have been so busy with work and my getting my house back in order.

Brad came out about an hour later and I was laying on my back with my eyes closed. I heard the door open but didn’t open my eyes in fear of making eye contact. My heart started speeding up and it was at least a couple min before he spoke. “Um, mom…I am going to Joes house.” I said ok and asked what time he was going to be home. He said about 6. I kept my voice light and cheery saying it sounded good. I heard the door open again and he was gone. I took a deep breath and opened my eyes looking at the sky.

I was fixing dinner when Bard came home. I had taken a shower and gotten dressed. As I was getting dressed I was contemplating what to wear. A sun dress is what I grabbed. It was one I didn’t wear a bra with. As I looked in the mirror I loved how my boobs looked in it my mind instantly wondered if Brad would like it. I shook my head and debated if I should change. I put my hands on my tits and squeezed then laughed while shaking my head. You wear this all the time, why are you thinking about it now. But now that he is home I see his eyes glance down at my tits as I am setting the table. I keep my eyes down like I didn’t notice. Then I realize I needed a drink and pured myself a glass of wine as I tell Brad to go wash up for dinner.

As we ate we didn’t say much. Every now and then I ask about his afternoon at his friends house. He answered my questions without his normal annoyed tone which was a very nice change.

After I cleaned up dinner I went to sit in the living room where Brad was watching a show. I picked up my book to read so I wouldn’t disturb his show. I usually let the him watch what he wanted at night because I know he has no interest in my shows. I had trouble concentrating on my book because I kept looking at Brad out the side of my vision. I see his body is kinda growing out of the awkward state but still not a young teen. Yep he is still my boy I start to get my mind out of the gutter and relax focusing on my book.

The next day I notice brad heading out to pool in his swimming trunks. Once he walks by I look at his back and notice that he is starting to get some muscles and less baby fat on his body. I feel my pussy twitch and turn my head away. As he opened the door he turns slightly and asks in a shy voice. “Mom are you going to swim today?” I turned to him shocked because he has not asked me to swim with him since he was like 11. He would always say he was old enough to swim by himself. I stuttered as I answered. Sure…yea….um I will come out in a bit”. I rolled my eyes at my response. What kind of an answer was that.

I finished putting the lunch dishes in the dishwasher and headed upstairs to get my bikini on. I looked at my many bikinis deciding which to wear. I glance at my skimpiest one. I is a white top with triangle that cover my tits and the bottoms were black with white stripes with strings that tie the sides together. I knew I should not pick this one as my heart rate picks up speed. I reach for it anyway.

I step out the door and waited for his reaction. He is shooting hoops with the water basketball hoop we have. He turned and saw me and stopped moving. His mouth dropped and he stared at my bikini. I kept walking to the lounger. I bent over with my ass facing him as I bent over to put my towel and lotion bottle down. I can’t believe I am teasing my son.

Walking over to the pool I used the steps to walk down watching his eyes looking at my tits. I ask him if he is ready for me to beat him at basketball. He jerks his eyes up to my face when he hears my voice and his face turns beet red. I hold in my laugh as I sink down into the water. I go over to him and grab the basketball out of his hands. “HEY” He says shocked and try to get it back. I laugh and say I am your mom and get the first shot. He laughs and tries to block my throw. I miss the hoop of course and he gets the ball. so I try to block him with my hands over my head and my boobs straining against the fabric. He jumps as he shoots and his chest comes into contact with mine as he lands. I grab his sides to keep him from crashing into me. We both pause a few seconds too long with our bodies together. Brad then swims over to the ball as I take a deep breath. We continue with little contact for a while. I get the ball once and try to box him out so he can’t block me. I feel my back bumb against his cock and his one hand on my waist as his other hand trying to hit the ball away. I move back some more and loose my balance and fall fully against him. His one hand goes around my front and holds me against his chest to let me get my feet back under me. We both pause again and I lay against his chest. Once I start to move away I tell him thanks for catching me and his hand glides from my stomach to my waist and stays there. My breathing is heavy and pussy it throbbing with his touch. I move away from him and say something like ‘you wore me out, I need a break.’

As I am walking out of the pool my son asks if he needs to put lotion on my back again. In my head I am screaming ‘SAY NO….SAY NO…..’ But my mouth says “that would be great thanks”. He climbs out and I can see his cock is bulging a little. I turn away and grab my towel to dry off. Leaning over with my ass facing him knowing he is looking at it. He leans around me to grab the lotion and as he does his cock rubs against my hip.

I stand and pull my hair to the side like yesterday. “Um…do you want to lay on your stomach?” He asks tentatively. “I mean… would it be more comfortable?” I Say ‘sure…yea.’ and lay on the lounger. He sits next to me and starts putting the lotion on my back. He starts slow this time and I can feel his hands exploring my back and then starts to round my sides. His hands seem to be wondering over my skin instead of just putting lotion on me. I close my eyes enjoying his touch. He goes under my strings on my back and glide to the sides of my tits. He concentrates on that spot for a while knowing he is touch the side of my tits. my pussy is tingling and I move my hips slightly. His hands go back to my shoulders and I hear him take a deep breath. He puts more lotion on his hands and go down to my lower back. My tiny bikini barely covers my crack. I feel him glide over the bare part of my ass and he is kneading it slightly as he rubs.

My legs spread slightly hoping to feel him rub against my pussy. I let out a moan and push my ass slightly into his hands encouraging him to continue. I feel the cloth of my bottoms slide into my crack and realize he is seeing my whole ass. His thumbs slide into my crack a little and my pussy quivers wanting his fingers inside me. OH GOD!! What does my sweet boy think of me??? I can’t stop him, my body wants more of his touch. He gets more daring and its his thumbs go closer to my wet pussy. I reach down to my side and untie my bottoms hoping he gets the hint to pull my bottoms down. He doesn’t. I moan slightly as I tell him to take off my bottoms. His hands stop moving at my request and my ass wiggles against his hands. I Roll over and my bottoms fall off. I sit up and look at his hard cock in his trunks. He is embarrassed and puts a hand over it. I take my hand onto of his and rub it against his rock hard cock. His eyes close and lets out a moan of pleasure. “MMMM Sweetie I see you liked rubbing my ass.” I whisper. I lick my lips and scoot closer to him. I slide my hand into his pants and his body jerks from my touch on his cock. I wrap my hand around it the best I can and slowly pump him. His head is back, eyes closed and arms behind himself holding himself up. His hips start moving with my hand and within a minute he cums in my hand.

“That was so hot.” I barely whisper. I bring out my hand seeing it has cum on it. I look up and my son and he is staring at me like he is afraid he did something wrong. I smile and take my hand up to my mouth and lick off his warm cum. His jaw drops as I lick it clean.

“Did you like that” I ask, not really knowing what to say. He knows his head yes and I smile and blush. “Me too” I say looking down embarrassed I just did that. He got up almost in shock and walked into the house. I didn’t stop him. I sat there in disbelief of what I had just done to my own son.

I waited an hour then went to find him. He was in his room sitting on his bed with his laptop. I stood at the door and asked if he was ok. He looked at me and said yes. Then I felt like I needed to apologize. “I am sorry if I hurt you”. I said then felt stupid for saying it. He looked down and said “you didn’t.” I bit my lip, not knowing what to say next.

“Have you ever…..I mean, have you ever did that…. you know….um.” I took a deep breath and I looked at the ceiling. “Played with yourself before?” There I said it. He closed his eyes and said “not like that”. I didn’t know what to say. He finally looked up and said he liked that better. I smiled and released the breath I didn’t even know I was holding.

‘Umm can we not tell anyone about this?” I asked. He laughed and blushed nodding his head yes. I turned and walked out of the room.

When I called him down to dinner we seemed to pretend everything was normal. Except for the Unthinkable fact that I wanted my son to touch me again.

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