I remember the night quite fondly. The rain was pounding the roof hard that night, I mean it was really coming down, and my husband and I were really going at it. He was fucking me better than he had in ages. We weren’t worried about getting caught by our 8 year old son, he was fast asleep. I was moaning loudly my husband was really getting in to it tonight.
My son quietly entered the room and what he saw excited him and he sat there for several minutes. It was then I saw him playing with his cock that I stopped our raunchy activities much to my husband’s bitter disappointment. “What’s the matter Baby? How long have you been standing there?” I asked sweetly for I could sense something was amiss (aside from my 8 year old son seeing his mother getting fucked I mean). He was trembling and I told him to climb in bed. “Tell Mommy what’s the matter?” I said as I gave him a hug. As I did I felt his hard baby cock in his Pj’s. “Mommy I am scared of the rain” he said shyly. I consoled him like any good mother would do and told him to lie in bed with me. As he snuggled up to me his Daddy began to fuck me again. At this point what could it hurt? My son had already witnessed it so this couldn’t do anymore damage. As his Daddy started fucking me again I moaned loudly and held my son close to me against my breasts. As I did that he instinctively put his hands on my breasts and before I had encouraged him he was sucking my nipples softly of his own accord. It felt so good to have my baby sucking my nipples. I pulled away from my husband enjoying the nurture I was giving my son and as he stopped sucking my nipples I began to softly suck his nipples. His cock was harder than ever and I felt it improper for me to leave my son with such a painful bulge. I took down his pants and began sucking his tiny young cock licking the head. I was easily able to suck it all and massage his shaft and balls as he moaned in delight. This was how a Mother comforted her son. I kept sucking his cock faster and harder and all my husband could do was watch bitterly. Soon I took my son’s prick out of my mouth and licked all the pre-cum out of his dick. After I had cleaned his cock he got on top of me and the tip of his cock touched my pussy. I felt so wet and excited. I helped guide him inside me and looking straight at my husband told him “his services were no longer needed.” He was relegated to the sofa as my son slid his baby cock inside me. Don’t mistake size for pleasure. With my help and guidance my son pushed deeper inside me and even began to thrust his baby cock inside me. The feeling was unlike anything my husband could or would ever give me and it was at that moment that my son replaced his father as my lover. My son is the perfect lover, and through the course of the night he hit my clit repeatedly sending me into a world of bliss that I never wanted to leave.
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