My true story of a mother/son trip thats happened a few years ago
First of all i should tell you that i am a 47 year old divorced mother of one and what im about to tell you is 100% real. I’m a nightshift nurse which means my life outside of work has been pretty much non-existant since my divorce. I go to work, come home and sleep and repeat the same routine 5 days a week. The one thing i do enjoy is bowling on my days off. Last year i joined a league and had the opportunity to play in a tournament (i placed 5th by the way). But it was a 3 hour drive so i just figured it would be easier if i got a room. The only problem with that was that i would have to leave my son at home by himself or take him to his dads for the weekend. This isn’t a kid you wanna leave at home by the way…lol. The last time i did that i came home and found out one of his buddies had slammed his truck into the side of the garage. Anyway his dad was away on guard duty that weekend which meant i had to take him with me. The hotel had an indoor pool, i just thought he could go swimming, watch tv and order pizza while i was gone. The first night of the tournament was uneventful, but i was actually doing pretty good, i finished up with a 520 for a three game series. When i got back to the room i was absolutely beat, as soon as my head hit the pillow i was out like a light, probably because i was running on 3 hours of sleep that day..plus the long drive and then bowling all night. The next morning i got up and took my son out for a late breakfast (i think i woke up around 11).. i asked him if there was any place he’d like to go before i went bowling that night… there was a mall near by and he wanted to check out a couple of stores in there and go to game stop to see if they had this game he had been looking for. Well he found it, i couldn’t believe a used game that was 5 years old was almost 60 dollars. But he doesn’t ask for something that often so i went ahead and paid for it without complaining too much. That night when i went back to play the secound round i felt great, the night before i hadn’t slept that good in a long time. However it seems i bowl better the worse i feel, i went from 2nd place all the way down to 5th. But one of the girls i bowl with back home actually won the tournament. A bunch of them wanted to go out to celebrate afterwards and invited me so i told them as long as i didn’t have to drive i’d come. The Bar we went to was just across the street from my hotel so i was more than happy with that. Needless to say momma likes her wine.. i think i finally stumbled back to the hotel around 1am. When i came in my son was asleep in bed with the tv on.. we had a double room by the way with 2 queen beds. i went to put on my pajamas and came back to get in bed. The room wasn’t really spinning, but it felt like it..lol.. i layed my head down on the pillow and covered up… for some reason i got interested in the movie that was on couldn’t fall asleep. I guess it was about 3am when i heard my son rumbling in the bed next to me.. the only light on in the room was the tv so i kinda peeked over in the dark at his bed and could see his blanket moving up and down. My first thought was “is he masterbating?”.. i guess he thought i was asleep. He wasn’t going fast, it was really slow, probably trying to be as quiet as possible. And the longer this went on the more intriqued i got. Until i felt myself starting to squirm a little bit, i thought to myself “this is soooo wrong!” but i couldn’t help it.. i was getting turned on knowing what he was doing just a few feet away from me. After about 10 minutes of this i was completely soaked.. i kept wondering “is he ever gonna cum?”… i guess it was the effect of the wine but i couldn’t take it anymore, i startled him when i asked if he needed any help with that.. i was thinking if he wasnt interested i could just say i was talking in my sleep.. to my surprise he said “yes!”.. thats when it hit me… “what am i gonna do now?” .. i felt like i was out of my body for a few minutes.. like i was watching someone else stand up and walk over to his bed. I just stood there for a moment trying to rationalize the whole situation. Then i finally just laid my head down across his chest facing away from him…still just standing there.. i pulled the covers down slowly until i could see his hand wrapped around that beautiful young cock. I said “here.. let me help you with that” as i took his hand away.. i could feel myself moving closer down ..watching my fingernails run up and down his shaft really slow.. it was so soft ..and yet so hard all at the same time..i couldnt wait to feel that between my lips and on my tongue. It was amazing ..just watching my hand go up and down on his cock.. when i noticed the pre cum start to run down the side i just had to taste it. I let my tongue run underneath to lick it up.. when i did this i felt him jerk all over. after that he was literally begging me to suck it. i wrapped my lips around the head and slowly started to go down.. as i was enjoying that i noticed that he had moved his hands down and started playing with my hair. i told him if you pull it you might like what happens.. (ive always been turned on by someone pulling my hair)… when i felt him pull it a little bit i wanted more. i guess he was afraid that he would hurt me.. so i told him “harder”.. when he pulled it harder i took my hand and squeezed his cock as hard as i could and told him pull my hair really hard.. after he did that i went from sucking him really slow to having him basically fuck my face.. it was amazing!.. i could tell he was getting close, his whole body stiffened up and he was telling me “don’t stop” over and over again.. he finally asked me if i was ready.. with my mouth full of his cock all i could do was mumble “mmm hmm” as i nodded yes.. then i felt it, that first really hard spurt of cum flowing across my tongue.. then another and another.. it had been so long i’d almost forgotten how much i loved that feeling. after that we were both at a loss for what to say next.. i finally hit him with the “talk”.. i told him that we couldn’t make a habit out of this. even though i knew that wasnt what was gonna happen. guilt only lasts for as long as you’re not horny ..and for me thats usually not very long..lol.. But after attempting to talk about what happened we just ended up horny again.. the both of us. he asked me if i would suck his cock again…when i looked down he was already hard again.. i didnt say anything but i just thought to myself “omg.. hes ready to go again?”.. i mean we had just been talking for about 2 or 3 minutes after he came and nows hes ready to cum again?.. not that i was complaining 😉 thats when i thought to myself that might have been a good thing that he’s already cum once.. thats when i really started to think about a few more naughty ideas
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