I want to begin with hoping everyone had a good Thanksgiving in whatever way that means for you. Whether that is being surrounded by family or eating fast food and playing video games on your off day. Or working and getting Holiday pay. I had a great Thanksgiving. I up early cooking and had family over.

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I've said this before but I will say it again because of the constant reports. My son is 18 . He is a college student.

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A LOT has happened since I've last posted and depending on how much I feel like revealing, this post could be the longest yet.

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There is a lot of ground to cover. My son has already thoroughly explored my body with his hands. He can get antsy and shy when I am touching him but he fully loves touching me. I hope my posts don't come across like we are just locking lips and touching each other all the time because it isn't like that. Those times are usually sectioned off to those times. But, we do have a lot of passive physical contact. Say we are alone in the couch, he'll slide his hands down my pants and feel around everywhere between my legs. He'll feel inside of me and feel me get wet. He'll verbalize that it excites him and how he has always wanted to do this. Normally I shave but there are times when he'll feel between my legs and run his fingers through my pubic hair and gently pull on the strands. One night I was in his bed naked and on my side. My son just got close and explored my vagina/asshole with his fingers. He feels my legs and hips and shoulders. It is all very sensual and I really do love it. It does it for my incest kink but also it just feels so amazing to feel this close and bonded with my boy. The relationship with my children has always been so important to me so even if we weren't intimate. I would want him to feel this comfortable around me. Even if I was not keen on the idea of my son touching me sexually, I would want to foster a relationship where he feels comfortable asking And I am GLAD that I have. The open line of communication is important to me.

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Since early on in our erotic relationship, he has expressed his desire to taste me. He's gotten his face inches from it and hovered his head between my legs but it seemed to scare him. We've made great strides. He used to not even be able to remove his clothing around me or look at my naked body long. But now we are far beyond that. He has informed me that it helps him with the woman he is currently sleeping with. He's getting bolder and bolder and I'm proud and feel very useful. As a mother with adult kids, that is all you want to feel, useful. Every so often I'd pick up my phone and see, "I want to eat you out tonight." And I'd get a rush of excitement but not bank too much on it. I know my son goes at his own pace. Often it would still be a hot night where we kiss and he feels me up and makes me cum with his hands. The closest he had gotten to tasting me was licking his fingers after being inside of me.

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One day I got the usual, "I'm going to eat your pussy." And while I would doubt it actually would happen. I never shot it down because I didn't want to ruin his self confidence. I never said anything like "are you for real this time?" Because I was in no rush. I enjoy the tension and I feel fully satisfied with the nature of our relationship. I always tell him that if this is the ceiling and we never go beyond this point I am happy. And I always tell him that I am very okay with stopping or going back to only doing certain things. And there are times when things overwhelm him and I put my panties on and cover up around him. But also there is times when he is kissing my body and his mouth is like a hair away from touching my vagina. I was still excited for the possibility. I was in my room and I heard him come home and shower. I knew regardless of me receiving oral sex from my son, we would at least embrace and show each other affection so I was excited even for that. He came to my room and he did what he said he would do, he went down on me. And he was really good at it. I thought I would have to give him pointers but his tongue and mouth did the right things. Now he'd been practicing and having full sex with a woman so I'm sure she has led him to what is pleasurable for her but still, I was impressed. He just dove right in there. He was really good at responding to my body and if something got a positive reaction, we kept doing that. Men can sometimes just think that in order to please a woman you need to fuck the pussy as hard and as fast as possible. Lick the pussy as aggressively as possible when it can be more nuanced than that. If a woman is close to cumming just keep doing exactly whatever you are doing. Every woman is different and a woman may enjoy the speed up near the end(or one of many orgasms). But me and a lot of woman I talk to agree. Just keep the same rhythm and pace. My son is a natural and outside of my uncle, that was probably some of the best head I'd ever received in my life. I'm not sure if HE was great or if I was just so aroused by fulfilling a fantasy I've had for a long time.

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Once he started with that it became and still is a frequent thing. He knows I enjoy my ass being played with so he has had me on my stomach licking me from the back. He'll do it in the morning before I leave for work. He'll just get under my dress and I'll lean on the wall rubbing his head. I think he is one of those eaters that do it for their pleasure. Similarly to how I enjoy giving men and women oral for my pleasure. I love pleasing them but I've cum just from that without any stimulation.

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As for the handjob, that was very spur of the moment. I've been leaning so much into my kinks and naughtiest fantasies lately that it feels like a spiral. I don't mean spiral in a negative connotation but it is just the only way I can best describe it. I am still me. I believe I am still very caring and loving and put my family first. I have a lot of self control. But I've been looking and thinking about my daughter differently. I've been getting closer and closer with my son. People ask why I post to reddit more often than usual and it is because of that. I'm treating this place as a journal of sorts. I tell my son and husband all my thoughts and desires as well. My son is being just as gentle and caring with me as I am being with him. I feel as though I've said it before but I will say it again. I don't believe that my son necessarily has in incest kink. He just has a ME kink. Me being his mom is more helpful because he is demisexual in nature and derives pleasure from knowing someone well. He doesn't find strangers attractive. He feels stuck with a lot of women because he doesn't find random woman attractive and only finds women he's developed a friendship with attractive. But by that point it is awkward and he doesn't want to ruin a friendship. So I was the first crush he ever had and he explained to me that the qualities he finds attractive in women are the qualities I have. Not necessarily physical, just the aura I suppose. I don't want this to be misread as him trying to fuck his mom through other woman. I think this is something a lot of people do. Woman find men that are like their father's attractive. Men find women that are like their mother's attractive. It usually isn't physical and more like a behavior sort of thing. Maybe your mother talked to you in a certain cadence and now you find it hot when women do. Maybe your mother put her arm around you in a certain way during certain times. I know my husband has striking similarities to my father. In character, personality, and morals.

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My son took me out to an expensive place. I don't want to get specific with the kind of place or what it was. But it is a place I would go today with my husband. To me it isn't expensive and it would just be a nice night out but I know for him: a part time college student. It was a lot. He also bought drinks for me which can easily add another meal's worth of money to a meal for two at a nice place. I ended up covering the tip because the service was great and I wanted to give him a break. It was really nice. He wore nice shoes I bought him for special occasions, nice pants, and an ice shirt. I wore a really lowcut top. Maybe that was risky because this is a place I have gone before but I didn't really care. It's not like we were fondling each other and kissing on the table. But we were giving each other the looks. He was looking at my legs and body the whole night. We talked about pretty regular things. I enjoy that he still calls me "mom" and our relationship is unchanged in many ways. I ask him about school and things of that nature. After the dinner we pulled off somewhere and we kissed in the car. I felt like dumb high schooler sneaking off and kissing in secluded areas in the car. It was a rush. I felt young. He was kissing me and pushing the straps of my dress over and feeling my breasts and it just happened. It was the first time I didn't really check to make sure. I want to make it clear that it was all consenting. But it was spur of the moment. He was feeling me and I was kissing him and I undid his pants and started rubbing him off right in the car. I did come back to reality and ask, "Is this okay?" And he nodded. So I kissed his neck, leaned into him and jerked him off. It was just a very... intense moment where I felt very out of myself. I leaned his seat back and got in my knees so I'd be a bit higher and he could suck and lick on my breasts and nipples while I gave him a handjob. He came and we wiped the mess up with wet wipes. I thought I'd feel bad about it after like we moved really fast but he just kissed me and then went down on me. It was so intense to have both straps of my dress at my sides and my son's head between my legs under my dress in a car in a secluded spot. I was feeling excited from multiple taboos. Many of my kinks were being satisfied. But most of all. It was a beautiful moment with my son. When he was on top of me and kissing me and telling me that he loves me and I was telling him how proud of him I was and that I love him, it was just everything. I could cry from how connected to my boy I felt.

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I of course have given him more. I gave him another handjob the next morning. I've given him a bunch, countless at this point. That boy can cum, wait five minutes, and be ready to cum again. I'm glad there aren't secrets and we can just be ourselves. Sometimes I feel like a horrible mother but there are aspects of this that make me feel like a great mother.

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