Mom in trouble

I was going to go down to the kitchen and pretend nothing happened when the door opened and my son, John walked in.

He told me he saw me watching him. I tried to deny that I was, but it was obvious so I just said I was sorry. He told me not to be sorry that he wore those on purpose knowing dad would be gone on business for 3 more days.

“Oh god son! We can’t!”

“But why not, mom? I know you want me, you want to see my cock don’t you?”

I knew I should scream no! I should tell him we can’t do that, that it’s incest, that it’s wrong! Instead what came out of my mouth was, “oh god yes!! I want to see it!”

“What do you want to see mom?”

“Oh god! I want to see your cock! I want to see your cock! Are you happy now!”

He just smiled and hooked his thumbs under his waistband and slowly, teasingly lowered the speedos. I watched as the bulbous head of his cock appeared way sooner than it should have. I was hypnotized as more and more of his large, beautiful cock was exposed. Finally he stripped them down to the floor and his cock bobbed up and down, too heavy to stand up, it drooped toward the floor. It was marvelous! I had never seen a cock that large!