Not My SON-from the files of single neglected MILF

Not My SON-from the files of single neglected MILFNot my son of 20 years has been getting more and more sexual with his conversations with me. He frequently mentions preferences in girls, Cumming, and a few other things. A while back, he asked me (prior to his then girlfriend coming up for the first time) about condom sizes. He mentioned needing bigger condoms, and joked about having me check and see if they were fitting right. I put it out of my mind, but then I heard him having sex with her, and hearing how hard she was screaming, it made me a bit wet. A while after that, when he was no longer with her, I mentioned that his father no longer being able to make me cum. It was out of frustration, and I'm not sure if I should have. He seemed interested, and asked me a couple questions about what he does. I stopped him, but secretly wanted to tell him and see what he would say. A few days later, I got a couple dirty messages on facebook from him, and he told me that they were from someone hacking his account, but I don't believe him. The biggest thing for me was when; recently, I peeked into his room and saw him masturbating to porn with his headphones on. He had to have been around 9 inches long. I got so horny at the moment that I went into another room and masturbated to the thought of himMy sister invited me and not my son on vacation as a last minute replacement for someone who cancelled. My husband declined on the offer. I wanted some more quality time with him. Most of the week was pretty normal, and we spent most of the time watching TV or going to shops around town. About halfway through the week, I got really horny, and wanted him close to me. I told him I was lonely, and wanted him to sleep with me. I had on my nightgown as I always do, but I had taken my panties off earlier, so I was completely naked from the waist down. The nightgown is on the longer side though, so it wouldn't be obvious. Not my son did lie next to me, and I swear he masturbated at least once or twice during the week, but I couldn't be sure. Close to the last day, I heard him grunting from the bathroom like he was in pain. I asked him what was going on, and he said it was nothing. After about an hour of hearing that, I told him to come out so I could help. He was reluctant, but he came out wearing just his underwear (which is normal). He wouldn't look at me but told me when he started to get an erection or masturbate his balls would hurt. I turned red in the face when he said it. I feel a bit bad, as I kind of used this to my advantage. It was not motherly of me, but I told him to let me see them. After a bit of coaxing, he lifted his underwear and his little, hairy balls popped out. I got really daring and reached out and held them. He turned red and tried looking away. I just remember him saying "Uh, mom..." I sort of really looked at them, but partially just enjoyed holding them. I used the other hand to hold up his dick so I could see them better, as I told him. He got hard, and the feeling of his dick throb on my hand was so exciting. I told him he needed to try to masturbate, and it should go away. I know it sounds bad, but my husband had the same thing happen before, and that's how he fixed it. He told me he tried that before, and I told him to take my laptop and watch some porn, and I would go take a shower. He took it and sat on the other bed, looking up something. I could hear the girls moaning as I walked into the bathroom. I kept hearing him grunt in pain from it, which made me feel really bad. I was sweating and super nervous about it, but I decided to go help him. I walked out, and he covered up, but I told him he might need help, and that I was just being a good mommy. I knelt down next to him and started stroking it for him. I told him to just watch the movie and act like it was someone else's hand. I was so wet, just from holding it. He surprised me when he sat the laptop down and watched my hand, telling me he couldn't concentrate on two things at once. I kept going until he ejaculated. I was a bit naughty, and aimed it towards my face "accidentally". He shot a load on my chin that went all the way up to my cheek, and one huge load on my nightgown. He apologized profusely, but I told him it was okay and went into the bathroom. We didn't talk until a few hours later when we went to bed. I told him to just not tell his father, because he wouldn't understand how I was helping him. And I shakily told him that if he ever needed any help like that again, that mommy would be there for him. He just kind of laughed, and said "I'll keep that in mind." I went into his room tonight, shortly after his father went to bed. I was wearing a nightgown, like I usually do, but I didn't have underwear on at all. I sat on the bed behind him while he was playing a game. He stopped and looked back at me, and I assume he could see up my nightgown and see my vagina. He came up and sat next to me on the bed. I looked at him and asked him if he was feeling better, or if the pain came back at all. He told me it hasn't come back. I just proceeded to tell him that mommy will be there for him any time he needs me, and if he ever has that pain again, to come get me. He just looked at me and told me "I'm not feeling great tonight. How about tomorrow?" I couldn't believe that he said that. I smiled and patted his leg before walking out. I am currently in the room a few doors down from his room, masturbating. I?m loud enough for him to hear me but not loud enough to draw other suspicions. So, does this mean that he is okay with the idea of having sex with me?So, I was barely able to control myself last night when he told me he wasn't feeling well. All day, he has been teasing me, as if he knew what he could have. A while ago, not his father yelled upstairs to me, telling me he was leaving for some errands. As soon as he did, my son walked by the room I was in and smiled at me before going back into his room. When not his father finally left, I walked in and sat on the bed next to him. He asked me if I could help him with something. I was a bit nervous, as he actually asked me this time. I agreed and he stood up, pulling out his penis. He sat next to me and I immediately told him "I can help with this." before reaching over and stroking it. After a bit, he was smiling ear to ear, so I got a bit more daring. I leaned over and kissed him on the lips. I told him my hand was getting a bit tired, and his smile went away. However, it quickly came back when I got on my knees and kissed the head of his penis. I slid it into my mouth and sucked on him passionately. As soon as he told me he was cumming, I lost all reasoning and sucked him faster, trying to get everything he had to offer. The feeling of all of that cum in my mouth was fantastic. I swallowed it and looked up at him with his flaccid penis in my hand. He just told me "That really helped". I thought I was done, as I felt like I had already gone too far. He then said something I never thought I would hear. He asked me if I thought it was fair that I helped him twice, and he hasn't helped me even once. I asked him "How would you do that, honey." And he told me to lie down. I was already flustered, but as soon as he pulled at my pants, I lost it. I bet I looked like a wreck as he did it. He got down between my legs and ate me out. I had to cover my mouth with a pillow, as I was far too loud. He had me screaming. I swear it was the best orgasm I've had in probably ten years. After he finished, I was craving more, and I daringly asked him to fuck me. I rolled over onto my stomach and he pressed into me. He only got in a few thrusts before not his father got back. I quickly covered up and got back into the other room. I felt bad leaving him with "blue balls" as it's apparently called, but I had no choice. I plan on helping him with them later tonight.After not his father went to bed, I waited a bit to make sure he was completely asleep, as I expected to be loud. I got up and walked into my son's room, still very nervous and on-edge. He was waiting on his bed, completely naked, holding his cock. He just looked at me and smiled. I asked him if he intended to keep going from earlier, and he just responded with "Kind of." He got up and walked over to me. Seeing not my naked son walking to me with his huge erection drove me wild. I grabbed onto him and kissed him passionately, letting him grope my ass. After we kissed for a bit, I pointed out that he's never seen my breasts up close, and I took my shirt off for him, letting him see them. He quickly grabbed them and licked and sucked on them, making me moan a bit. I then held onto his hand and he helped me down to my knees where I proceeded to slide his entire member into my mouth. I blew him until he grabbed my head and thrusted, blowing a load into my mouth. I swallowed and he helped me up before laying me down for yet another example of his prowess with his tongue. I quickly came again from it. I almost thought I was too loud, even though I was all but shoving the pillow into my mouth to muffle myself. He stood up before me and slapped his dick onto my vagina. He slid it on there for a bit before letting the head pop in. I remember expressing my amazement to him as he slid inside up to his balls. He told me to cover my face again and started fucking me. I swear. I have never felt so fulfilled just from a dick inside of me. I quickly came another time before he shot a thick load into me. Feeling his thick cock throb inside of me was an experience to die for. I was completely exhausted, but he told me he wanted to go more if it was okay with me. I was out of breath, but asked him if he's ever tried anal before. The smile on his face was priceless as he helped me over onto my stomach. He pressed into my ass, but I was really not sure it would fit. He barely got the head in and I was crying. It felt like I was being split open. He searched for a bit and eventually found some lube, which made it better, but it still felt like I was being torn apart. He ended up fucking my ass so hard that I almost passed out, but the feeling when he came inside was priceless. He decided to lay next to me for a bit afterwards. He was exhausted too by then, and I was barely able to stay conscious and or even think of walking. He leaned in and kissed me again, making me feel young and loved. I ended up washing up a bit in his bathroom, and I went back into my room, was, for once, I could moan out for him and be as loud as I wanted to be. Just for the records I'm a shorter woman, around 5'5", with more weight that I really want. I'm not fat, but I am definitely chubby. I have shoulder length black hair and unfortunately some grays with double d breasts.