Hello. My name is Alena. I am 41 years old. We live with my son together. I have never before the incident with us looked at his son as a man, he was only 18 years old. But one day the following happened ...
My friends and I made a hen-party at work - we celebrated the birthday of one of our colleagues. After work we sat in a cafe and celebrated, the benefit of tomorrow was a day off. On this day, I felt that I was very drunk and went home. When I got home at about ten in the evening, I saw that my son was sitting in his room and playing computer. I told him that I went to bed. Going into my room, I undressed, threw a nightie over my naked body and went to bed.
I quickly fell asleep. I dreamed that my chest is caressed by a man. I really wanted sex. I literally felt itching between my legs. The man's hand fell on my crotch and began to stroke her.
Involuntarily a moan escaped my chest. This served as a signal for the man and he began to more vigorously caress my pussy. I was lying on my side and then I felt that something hot was resting on my buttocks. It was a member, he entered me slowly. Finally he entered completely and stopped. He did not move for a few seconds, but then he began to leave.
When the head of the penis was ready to slip out of me, he re-entered me. At this time, I began to realize that this was not a dream, but, heated by the alcohol, I just wanted to fuck. I started to roll back, a member slipped out of me. Without opening my eyes, I invitingly spread my legs, and felt how the head of the member rested between my legs. The member slowly entered me halfway and froze. Exhausted from the desire, I myself gave way to meet a member and he entered me completely.
I opened my eyes with horror and realized that my own son was fucking me. He leaned over me, his tongue caressed my right nipple, and his cock continued to move in me. Without noticing that, I myself helped him by moving my pelvis to meet his hot member. My thoughts were confused in my head, I understood that this was not right, but I could not help myself. The thought that my own son has me is on the contrary even more excited me.
I wanted him not to stop and move faster. Soon a wave of orgasm covered me. At this point, I did not care what my son was - I was fine. Suddenly, I felt how the head of his penis began to expand. I understood that he was about to finish. And indeed, once again drove the member until it stops, I felt the hot sperm of my son erupt into me. She was so much that she began to pour out of me. The son gently wiped my pussy and slipped out of the room. After that, I fell asleep.
When I woke up, I remembered the events of that night and began to think what to do. On the one hand, he took advantage of my condition and we committed incest. But the thought of having sex with my son so excited me that my nipples began to harden again. I decided not to say anything to my son and to pretend that nothing had happened.