It was just a blur of lust and emotions that culminated in a relationship that should never have happened. Our son Caleb was home from college. He had finally graduated and was leaving in two weeks for a new job and a new life in the big city of New York.
I asked my husband Ted to take a few days off from work so the family could spend some time together. I was a little hurt at his disinterest.
Ted was such an ass these days, and our marriage had been in a bit of a pit lately. My husband only thought about himself and his precious career lately. The second day that Caleb was home, I told him I was going out to get groceries. I got in my little car that I had bought for myself out of my inheritance money and headed off.
I was only about halfway down the road, maybe ten minutes, when I remembered that I had stupidly forgotten my coupons. These days, I would never shop without those coupons so I pulled over, and chastising myself, turned the car around and headed back home. I got back home slid into the driveway and went inside the house. I walked down the hallway towards our bedroom, the soft carpet muffled the noise of my approach.
I had left the coupons on the dresser beside the bed. As I walked past Caleb's bedroom I saw the door was open. I turned and was about to tell him about my stupidity when I looked in saw him. He was half naked on the bed, pants off, watching some porn with older and larger ladies on the big screen of his wall, with his headphones in. I only paused for a few seconds, but there must have been a shadow or something and he turned sideways and saw me. I kind of stammered my apologies whilst he just sat there staring blankly at me, not even bothering to stop stroking.
I got the coupon pouch from the dresser. Got into the car and just sat there. Face flushed with my mind in such a blur. Caleb's cock was so long and thick from the brief time I looked in, I mean who needs to use two hands to stroke it!
I sat there, the air con flowing down my chest as I struggled to get my breath. After a minute or two of sitting there, I was comfortable enough to drive, and not wanting to make a fuss about it in case Caleb saw me sitting in the driveway, I drove off.
The closeness of the story to my current mind was a little too close to home and I found myself having to head back home. On the way home there was some heavy traffic and frequent stops. I took my hand and reached inside my pants. I was so worked up that I simply had to touch myself. If I closed my eyes he looked like the spitting image of my husband.
I got back home, took a deep breath and opened the side door so I could easily take the groceries inside. I was just starting to put the kitchen groceries away when I saw that Caleb was sitting on the back deck.
Instantly the flush came back. When he heard me putting away the groceries, he stood up from the deck chair, opened the door and he walked inside the house. I was blushing heavily and my chest and face were flushed.
I turned away and mumbled back in reply. All I could think of right then was my son's thick cock. I turned to face him and was about to tell him that he should go out for the night, just to get him out of the house.
When the look he gave me made me pause. There was just something about it. A slight twinkle in his eyes from underneath his cap. We looked at each other and then Caleb leaned in and kissed me on the lips. I thought I was about to melt right then, and I raised my arms in an attempt to push him off. I should have told him no. Before you knew it, Caleb had pulled me towards his body. He towered over me and his arms were long enough to wrap around my entire body.
I felt Caleb's tongue probing my mouth and licking my lips and like some foolish young girl I opened it for him. It all went crazy from there.
Driven by some teenage lust, Caleb was pulling my top off and his hands went to my low hanging and large breasts. One of the boxes of cereal fell onto the floor and snapped open, spilling everywhere. He managed to unhook my bra and my tits came tumbling out, swaying gently in front of him.
Before long he had moved his mouth down and started to suck on my already hard nipples whilst rubbing my tummy. I should have stopped it right there, I should have stopped it before then but I was almost paralyzed, and as such was letting him do whatever he wanted.
Caleb worked his hands from caressing my tummy to my waist and he got my pants and panties down. My son stood back and then shed his clothing. He was practically hard before me and his cock was very quickly bouncing upwards to attention. He felt wet and it was driving me wild. His cock was pulsing in my hands, seemingly a hot rod of lust and desire. All I could think of right then was that I needed my son. I craved his cock. Caleb let me fondle him for a moment before he let out a gurgle.
He pushed me back against the counter and got on his knees. My son parted my legs and he lowered his face to my mound. I let out a long heartfelt moan as I felt his tongue working up and down my wet slit, long slow strokes and alternating into rapid tongue flicks that worked up a frenzy. I took my hands and placed them on the back of his head and pulled him closer. I didn't want him to stop ever. My son made me so wet.
I felt the flat of his tongue at my clit, as he started to work his warmth around it. I was moaning and panting, my body awash in flushing. I think I had some small orgasms as he licked up and down my clit, along my lips to my thighs and back again. A slight unintelligible squeal erupted from my lips and I could hear Caleb slurping contently.
Caleb stopped after a few minutes of this and he looked up at my face, his blue eyes tinged with sadness and longing. I want to fuck you. I could have ended it right then and there but I didn't. The next thing that I remembered was that we were in the hallway, heading towards a bedroom, I was on my knees and I was hungrily slurping his cock. I was so flushed, so hot, and my mind was a blur. I soon felt my son Caleb positioning the engorged head of his cock at my opening, he was gripping the shaft and sliding his pre cum down my pussy.
I edged closer forward and I held my breath as Caleb pushed his thick cock deep inside me in one smooth, long stroke. I gasped as it filled me, and I gripped firmly onto it because I wanted it so much. He moaned a little, and sweet beads of sweat were forming on his forehead. Caleb was so much bigger than my husband.
I hadn't felt this horny in such a long time. I watched as Caleb began to pump his long dick into me, the way he moved turned me on even more. I took my feet and wrapped them around his back. Then the fucking began. I just knew that I wanted every bit of that cock deep inside me.
I knew he was forcing every inch of his pole into my body. He unfolded my legs and turned me onto my back and grabbed my legs and pushed them back to my chest. He stretched his body out and arched backwards, and he fed me every single inch of thick cock that he possessed. I wanted to be used that morning and that is what Caleb did, I wanted to be fed streams of cum. I don't remember ever being stretched by a cock like that before.
My son was circling his dick around inside my pussy. He was hitting spots that I didn't even know existed. Achingly, he kept going, sliding in and out and getting faster. He was pounding me against the wall and my body was quivering from both the movement and the pleasure. I could feel a wetness rising within me, and I knew what was coming. I gripped his arms, and held tightly murmuring unintelligibly at him. I let out a scream as the contractions came trembling through my body and I squirted, streams of cum emerging from my body to splash over the bed and his torso.
I had never done that before but Caleb had me so worked up.