How I Seduced My Son Pt. 04 - Sex Stories

How I Seduced My Son Pt. 04

... romantic, the food was excellent, and they always had live jazz. The hostess sat us at a dark table in the corner. Hudson and I sat on the same side of the table, away from peering eyes. He immediately put his hand on my thigh, moving the dress up a bit so that his hand touched my bare skin. This time I didn't push him away. The teasing was over. That touch, the warmth of my son's skin on mine. My body shook. Hudson leaned over and whispered softly in my ear, his warm breath making every hair on my neck stand up straight.

"What are you going to teach me tonight, mom?"

I had been thinking about that, actually, all day. We had put in a lot of practice so far and he was getting very good. But there was still a lot to learn. A lot. I lightly grabbed his head and turned it away from me, kissing him gently on the neck several times, moving my way up to his ear.

"I am going to teach you all about anal sex, baby."

"Oh wow, you and dad do anal?"

"I didn't say that. I've done anal. I have no idea if your dad has. He has asked about it over the years and I've always held back. Not sure why. It seemed kind of stupid to say no. But maybe I was saving it for someone special." I grinned, a little mischievously.

I reached over and grabbed his thick cock with a pretty firm grip through his slacks. Hudson let out a moan.

"Just imagine, your mom on her hands and knees, her plump naked ass staring straight at you, and this hard, thick cock, plunging in and out of my ...

... asshole," I whispered to him. I felt his cock jump.

"Damn, mom, how are we going to make it through dinner now?"

"Don't get your panties in a bunch, son. We made it all day without fucking, we can make it a couple of hours through dinner, drinks and maybe some dancing." I knew I was lying when I said that. But I wanted to tease him a little more. Maybe one last time. Because I felt like as we kept fucking, and he kept learning, that I was losing my place. He was getting more confident, taking more control. After all, he picked the dinner location and ordered the car service. By the end of the weekend, I was sure that I would be his. And do whatever he wants. Whenever he wanted. But for now, I teased and re-asserted myself. "Let's order dinner."

Hudson, of course, ordered my dinner. Dinner was fantastic. The food, out of this world. We had a couple of drinks. Well, Hudson had a few drinks, I had several glasses of white wine. I hadn't had anal in a while so I had to loosen up a bit first. I tried to remember the last time. It must have been over a year ago, with one of my dildos. That seemed right. And hey, I'm not going to pretend that I am the most honest wife ever. I have strayed from time to time when Phil has been out of town. Maybe the last time was that guy I met online about a year ago? My mind wandered. I use a finger or two from time to time when masturbating but that really isn't the same as a hard, thick cock. The more I thought about it that night, the harder it ...