My Son Helps Me with a Problem Pt. 01 by Talemaker67

My Son Helps Me with a Problem Pt. 01 by Talemaker67

Discover a captivating tale of unexpected connections and intimate moments in “My Son Helps Me with a Problem Pt. 01” by Talemaker67. This provocative story explores complex relationships and desires, inviting readers to delve into a world where boundaries blur and emotions run deep. Read on for a journey that challenges perceptions and ignites curiosity.

I’m a 64-year-old woman with an average body. I’m not fat by any means, but I’m also not a Victoria’s Secret model either. I’ve been told by many people I’m very attractive, and now you get a picture of me. The other thing you should know is I’m a chronic masturbator. I’m married for 40 years, but I truly enjoy my alone time more than sex. It’s not that my husband isn’t good, he is, but as you get older, you know exactly what makes you feel good and nobody’s better at it than me. I have a large array of toys, and I use them all. The biggest problem I have is finding alone time to enjoy myself.

We have a 32-year-old son that lives home with us. He works from home, so he’s always there. He’s a very good-looking kid with a perfect physique. He’s a bit of a health nut, not to mention he’s always working out in his free time. That being said, I almost always masturbate thinking of him. I know it sounds unusual, but I truly believe most women who have good looking sons, have had these same thoughts. Most would never admit it, but since this is a true story, and no one knows who I am, I will be 100% honest throughout.

I no longer work, but my husband still does, so when he’s at work, it’s my time to play. I’ve done things like stand outside my son’s door with my hand down my pants, or even hide behind a wall where he can’t see me and masturbate looking right at him. Those usually wind up with me running to my bedroom and giving myself an orgasm. Those hidden looks always make me cum. I’ve even stood in my bathroom looking through the window watching him swim while masturbating.

One afternoon I was particularly horny, so I looked out the window and watched him swim. After a few minutes I saw him get out and walk towards the house. I knew my show was over and went right to my toy box to have some fun. I sat on the sofa that’s in my room and went to work. I was already naked since I had just come out of the shower before watching him swim. I had my favorite vibrator on and had my head back enjoying how good my clit felt. I have no idea how long I was like that, but I clicked it up to high, and had a pretty big orgasm all while thinking of my son naked and fucking me. When it was over and I opened my eyes, Brian was standing there quietly watching me.

When you have an orgasm from putting a large vibrator on your clit, while lying naked on the sofa, you really can’t hide it. I didn’t know what to do, but I just looked at him with my legs still spread holding my vibrator in my hand. I simply said, “Sorry, but we all need some release once in a while, and by the way, don’t you knock?”

He said, “Your door was open, and I assumed you were in the bathroom.” In my rush to masturbate, I forgot to shut my door.

I said, “Sorry, but even us older women need this once in a while.” He was just standing there smiling when I realized not only did my son just catch me masturbating, but I’m having a conversation with him completely naked. When I realized it, I said, “Does what you just saw bother you?”

He looked down at the bulge in his pants, then back at me and said, “Watching that gave me a hard on, so no I don’t think it bothered me.” I was actually eye level with his bulge and would have given anything to reach in there and take it out. Then to my surprise he said, “Since I just saw you, it would be fair to let you see me, right?”

That instantly made me wet, and I simply said, “You can do whatever you want, you’re a grown man.” Then I purposely opened my legs a little to give him a better look at my pussy. I also knew it would probably make him harder. I watched as he unbuttoned his shorts and let them fall to the ground. Then he put his thumbs in his waistband and slid his briefs down too. His dick was massive, much bigger than my husband’s. Without saying a word, I just sat back, opened my legs, clicked my vibrator on high and put it on my clit. All the time looking at that massive cock.

It was standing straight up, and it was perfect. I immediately felt my next orgasm coming on and I had no reason at this point to stop it. I think he could tell because he grabbed his dick and started to jerk off. My orgasm started and it was a big one, much bigger than the first. I wanted to give my son a good show, so I kept the vibrator pinned to my clit. He was jerking faster and faster until he saw me in the throes of a massive orgasm and that’s when his cock exploded, and it exploded all over me.

I said, “Keep cuming, cum on my tits, don’t stop.” We finally both finished, and I just sat back to catch my breath. It was by far, one of my biggest orgasms. I guess it was the fact that my son was cuming all over my tits as I was masturbating.

He looked at me and said, “Sorry mom, I couldn’t help it.”

I responded with, “Do you think the fact I just let my son watch me have an orgasm was an accident? I wanted that as much as you did.” I stood up, grabbed his shorts off the floor and wiped his cum off me. Then I said, “I guess it’s time for another shower, but I really enjoyed that and would be up for that again sometime.” He agreed and went off to his room. I was washing his cum off me in the shower when I had the need to taste it. I put a little on my finger and put it in my mouth. Let’s just say, that made my shower last a little longer.

A few days later I was longing to see his cock again. When my husband left for work, I went to his room, I knocked, and he told me to come in. He was in the middle of a workout; his body was glistening with sweat and every muscle was standing out. Oh, he looked so hot! Now I know this all sounds weird for an older woman, but that’s just how my sex drive has evolved over the years. I love sex with, or without a partner. I asked him if he was still ok with what happened a few days ago, he assured me he was and then basically asked me the same question. I assured him that I was more than ok with it. I also told him the reason I was there, I wanted to do it again.

He said, “I know how wrong it was, but I’ll admit it right now, I jerked off 4 times since then, and all I could picture in my mind was you on that sofa, naked and playing.” I smiled and told him that’s exactly what I had been doing too.

I said, “Do you want to do it again, today?” He nodded his head and I said, “Then finish up, go shower and meet me in my bedroom.” I left and headed for the shower. I came out and put on a skimpy thong and a cute lacy bra. No sense in giving him a complete show right from the start. I might make him earn it. I slid onto my bed, got under the sheets and waited. He actually knocked, I laughed and told him to come in. He had on gym shorts and a cut off tee shirt. Damn, he looked good.

I said, “why don’t you sit over there so you have a good seat for the show.” He sat down and looked at me. I decided to slide out of the bed, walk over and stand right in front of him. I reached inside my thong and started rubbing my clit while looking at him. He just sat there and watched. I was careful not to let him see anything, just my hand inside the thong moving pretty fast, I wanted him to use his imagination. I guess I was the heat of the moment, because I usually don’t do this, but I stuck a finger into my pussy, followed by a second. I was also squatting a little. The show I was putting on for my son was making me very, very, wet. I was getting so wet; you could actually hear it.

To my surprise, Brian reached forward and pulled the thong to the side so he could watch me play. I think he was a little shocked to realize I was actually fingering myself. All he said was, ” Mmmm.”

I said, “You might as well pull them down, they’re getting too wet anyway.” He slid them down, I stepped out of them, he picked them up. I watched as he pulled his shorts down, sat back on the sofa, wrapped my wet thong around his now massive hard on and started to stroke himself. I said, “Sorry it’s so wet, had I known you were going to use it, I would have kept it dry.”

He said, “Actually, I was hoping it would be wetter.” then he sat back and watched me. I stopped fingering myself and sat on the edge of my bed facing him. I picked up my favorite vibrator and clicked it on low, I didn’t want to rush it. I sat there playing and letting my son watch. After a couple of minutes I got up, walked over to him with my stomach right in his face, then I turned around, so he was looking right at my ass. At that moment, it took everything I had not to sit right on his cock. Instead, I said, “unhook my bra please.” I felt him slowly run his hand up from the small of my back, right above my ass to my bra strap. He gently unhooked it and let it fall to the floor. What happened next was unbelievable.

He reached around, felt my tits and gently pulled me onto his lap. I felt his enormous cock was pressed against my back and it felt like the tip was halfway up. He used his hand to push it against me and slowly started rubbing it up and down. I couldn’t help myself, I reached between my legs and started rubbing my clit again. I was now sitting on my son’s lap, playing with myself. Once again, I started to finger myself. He reached around again and started to play with my tits. I couldn’t have been any hornier at that moment. I felt an orgasm coming on, and I guess my moaning gave it away because Brian said, “Cum mom, cum.” Even if I didn’t want to, I had no choice, it had already started.

I was pressing back into his hard cock as I was cuming. I felt his hands leave my tits and go down to my stomach, then on top of my hands. He was helping me as I satisfied myself. When I finished, I pulled my hand from under his and pushed his hand right onto my pussy. I turned my head to look at him. As I made eye contact with him, he pushed a finger right into me. I grabbed his hand and pushed it harder against my pussy. I thought he was going to bring me to another orgasm, but instead he pulled his fingers out of me, grabbed me by the waist and lifted me up. He lifted me up just enough to put his cock at the entrance of my pussy.