Obsession - Sex Stories

Obsession

... watching every move I made. He shook his head and grunted. “Uh-huh.” I was long past trying to suppress the feeling, trying to make moral sense of it all, trying to convince myself that I shouldn’t be doing this. It was wrong. I knew damned well it was wrong. I just didn’t seem to care. “No one will know?” I kept telling myself. I let myself really enjoy what I was doing. Playing with myself was the closest thing to a ‘sexual act’ that I’d done for some time. I was really feeling the desire now, the raw lust. The fact that Brian was getting so much pleasure from it only motivated me more. It made me feel good to give him so much pleasure. Brian was starting to have a hard time lying still. He became more vocal and more… …enthusiastic… …as he watched me. “Oh God Mom! Jezz! This is awesome!” He mumbled while he squirmed around. “Are you going to stop?” I looked at him. That seemed such an odd question. I had no idea what he meant. “I mean, are you gunna do it ‘til I…’til I…” “Until you cum?” He shook his head; a series of little jerks of his head. “You want me to, don’t you?” “God yes!” He says to me.“This is what I was thinking about… …before... …when you…walked in…” I smiled—Up & down—Up & down—Up & down… loving the way he felt in my hand, pleased with his honesty. The longer this went on, the more comfortable we both got; the better it was. “Ya know…” He started but then fell silent as he watched my hand sliding in the wetness of my spit and the pre-cum on his cock—Up & ...

... down—Up & down—Up & down. “What?” I egged him on. “I thought about this a lot.” He confessed shyly as his back-side made small circles on his bed. It was so sweet. I almost giggled. I didn’t mind at all that he’d thought about me doing this to him. It made me feel desirable. It made me feel like I was, in effect, able to fulfill someone’s fantasy again. Someone was lusting over me and it made me feel great. And the feeling was going right to my pussy. I was getting soaked and I badly wanted some attention. I kept looking at the fat cock in my hand, wondering how it would feel inside me, wondering if it would even fit in me, imagining what I would have to do to make it fit. I’d never had anything that big inside me. I was used to my husband’s small dick and a six inch vibrator I’d gotten a long time ago. I considered how much Brian might like it if I were to actually let it go that far. My hand moved steady, Up—Down— Up—Down… A little faster. I was getting into it even more now. I was looking forward to making my son cum and knew it wouldn’t be that long. I was amazed he’d lasted this long. “Oh Mom! Mom?” Brian grunted. “Oh jeez… Yeah, that’s it! Oh my god!!!” His excitement and enthusiasm made me start to jerk him off faster. I sucked my bottom lip in and watched my hand working him. Brian didn’t know what to do. He was shifting his ass around the bed, grabbing at the bedspread, moaning and starting sentences but not finishing them. “Mom, that………” “Oh, I never………” “I think I………” ...