After reading stories in this site about mom- son masturbation, I dare tell you now my real experience. I had considered such a tendency as abnormal but solotouch.com showed me how sons are attracted to their own mothers, boys' passion to peek at naked mom, to wear her undergarments , smelling her pants and ... From then on, I'd had many wet dreams to the thought of my son having a lust for me. I badly wanted to be touched down there by him. Be sure that every healthy boy loves to see his mom naked, it's a very natural curiosity.
I'm 51 yrs and my only child 25 yrs, still single. He lives somewhere else. What was I wishing for? To set up a peepshow to scale his reaction.
A summer morning I phoned him to come visiting his mother (the night when my husband was on mission). Knowing approximately his arrival time, I undressed completely 1 hour before and went behind the door to look through the eyelet. When he appeared from the landing, I ran towards the bathroom and put its door ajar. Behind the shower curtain I wasn't able to see the door but he could see the silhouette of his naughty mom. What an erotic scene. My rapid heartbeats were to burst the chest. He could even hear my arrhythmic respiration if the shower was off. I wished he didn't call me to announce his arrival. Pretending to masturbate, I screamed his dad's name repeatedly. Some minutes later, I turned off the shower, opened the curtain, wore slippers and got out from the tub without looking anywhere. I had put my smallest towel on the hook. I opened gently the bathroom door,.. no voice. With the towel wrapped over the head, I entered the sitting room as if there was nobody. Suddenly happened what I had been wishing for months:
'Hi mom'. A quavering voice said
Oh my God, it was the most provocative scene. Only a distance of 2 meters between us, He could turn back or look some where else, his eyes were still directly looking at mine... Instead of putting my hand there due to modesty, I put it on my mouth. When he gaped at my pussy, I turned back to leave the sitting room, giving him a very short opportunity to see my butt without embarrassment.
In the bedroom, I got dressed in lose pajamas and rapidly backed. We hugged each other; I kissed him on his BURNING cheek. He apologized but I told him that it was only an accident and nudity isn't something to be ashamed of.
'Is dad still in the shower, I heard you calling him?'
'Oh sorry, I was just; I was just playing with myself'.
'Mommy, do you mean you were masturbating?'
Saying that, he put gently his hand over my fleshy mound and me... I dropped down on the floor.
His head on my breasts, he was patting affectionately and not sexually my pubis. I never had been so wet in all my life. I couldn't believe that my son's hand had cupped my pussy. I didn't desire to do the same with him and grabbed his fully erected dick because ejaculation would kill his passion. Without taking out my pajamas, he kept rubbing tenderly my pussy for 10 minuets. No climax but I never forget that event.