I love my son Danile (edited repost)

It was a hot summer day; the heat seemed to knock the air out of you when you walked outside. I naturally was outside laying by the pool in our back yard. Now, I have always considered myself a beautiful woman for being 43 years old. I have had many men tell me so through the years. I am 5'3” tall and I weigh about 125 pounds. I have long curly naturally red hair, and I have 32C bust. No, not the biggest breasts in the world but they are proportionate to the rest of me. Now back to my story.

I have been divorced for nearly ten years now and I have a twenty year old son who would rather live with me than live with his father and his twenty-four year old girlfriend. We have always managed to get along the two of us; never had any bad arguments or anything, and he was always able to speak to me about things that normally his father would have taken care of; such as girls and kissing and things of that nature.

I knew many years ago that Daniel had been masturbating when he thought I wasn't around. I would often find that his underwear would have many cum stains on them. Of course this never bothered me; after all I know that young men have needs just as anyone does. There was only one instance before the one I am about to tell that I caught Daniel jerking-off. He was thirteen at the time and I could hear a strange sound coming from his room, so I ran upstairs to see what was wrong. When I opened the door Daniel was at his computer watching porn with headphones on so I couldn't hear it. I could see that he had one hand on the mouse and the other tugging his shaft very ferociously. Without a sound I turned around and left him to his business. I can remember having a small smile come across my face as I left his room that day, and ever since then I have tried to knock before I came into his room.

He was nearly grown now an adult legally, but to me he would always be my little boy. The thought of him growing up and leaving soon saddened me, leaving me to be alone in this big house. Of course I would think about my friends keeping me company and this would lighten my mood somewhat. Now as I was saying I was laying by the pool tanning when Daniel came sneaking up to me and yelled BOO! Right behind my ear. I jumped up off the towel he scared me so bad. When I did this my bikini top popped right off. All I could do was try to cover them with my forearm and race for the top.

“Damn it Daniel how many times have I told you not to do that,” I said.
“Wow, sorry Mom I didn't for that to happen. I just thought you would jump a little that’s all”
“Well...you scared me half to death; now turn around so I can put my top back on”
“Alright, alright mom,” he laughed

(I would be lying if I told you that I was not upset at, but I am also really quick to forget about it and just go on with the day.)
After I got my top back on I turned around and gave Daniel a hug and said, “Its okay baby, I was just in deep thought.” As I pushed up against him for the hug I could feel that he had an erection as it was poking me in my stomach. It took me off guard a little when it happened but I played it off like I didn't notice anything.

The rest of the day was nearly perfect. I had finished tanning and started preparing dinner, just as I finishing setting out the plates Daniel came running down stairs and sat down at the table. “Hey mom. What's for dinner?”

“I made a Cesar salad and some baked Tilapia”

“Sounds good. Is it ready yet?”

“Almost just waiting for the Tilapia to finish up.”

We both just sat there for a few minutes not talking just looking around the kitchen as if we were playing a finding game. I finally broke the silence with: “So have been talking to any girls lately, I know I haven't seen anyone since ummm Jennifer was around”

“No I haven't talked to any in a couple week actually and, and Jennifer was just fucking crazy”

“DANIEL!!! I can't believe you would talk like that in front of me”

“Mom...I am twenty years old I think I can talk like an adult in front of you. After all you do it too.”

He's right I have been known to curse like a drunken sailor at times. “You're right baby I'm sorry. Now what made her so 'fucking crazy'” I made sure to emphasize the phrase.

“Well, we had only been dating for about a month and she was already talking about kids and marriage and I just really didn't want that, I still don't. I just want to be wild and free for while”

“I can understand that baby your young and handsome, I am sure you just want to go screw a few women have your fun.” I knew the second the words came out of my mouth that I had messed up.


“Ohhh sorry Daniel I just know you’re at that age where sex is constantly on your mind and as a guy you just want to well...hump every woman that moves.”

“Well yeah but I didn't think I would discuss that with you.”

“What is your mother not hip and cool enough to talk to you like a friend?”

“No, you are the coolest mom but it’s just a little creepy I guess thinking about you thinking of me having sex”

“I guess it is kind of weird, but if you ever want to talk about it you know I will listen”

“Well I would like to talk about something if you have time now”

DING! The timer on the stove went off and I asked Daniel if it could wait til after dinner. He said that it was fine. We sat there quietly again while we finished our meal. After dinner we went to the living room and sat on the couch. “So what was it you wanted to talk to me about?” I asked.

“Well it's a little embarrassing for me to admit.”

“It's okay baby you can tell me. After all I used to change your diapers now what’s more embarrassing than that.”

“MOM! God your right that IS embarrassing, but this is too.”
“Well just go on with it then”

“Okay, I have been having a lot of...dirty thoughts here lately about doing stuff”

Of course I knew what he was talking about; he had been having sexual urges and desires; all of which are perfectly understandable. For some reason though I got curious as to what EXACTLY he had been thinking about. “About what?” I asked in my best nonchalant voice.

“I don't know things like sex, and blowjobs, and hanjobs, and cumming in a girl’s mouth and...”

At this point he must have looked at me, and I can only imagine what I must have looked like because he just froze and turned breaking eye contact and he tilted his head down the way a dog does after being hit with the newspaper for shitting on the carpet.

I sat froze for what seemed like several minutes, just in pure shock that my son would confess such a thing to me. I quickly gained my composure, I opened my mouth to talk but he beat me to it. “Mom, I'm sorry I even mentioned it, I just thought you could help me with my feelings you know.”

Help him with his feelings? What did he mean by that ...

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