Chapter 1: The Home Coming

Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Incest, Mother, Son, .

Desc: Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 1: The Home Coming - Margot is a very attractive singleton, yet not getting any sex; until her handsome son returns home to seduce her. But it's wham, bam & thank you Ma'am before he scoots off. Margot will not be jilted so crudely and she tracks him down to a quite place in the Shires. At Milf Manor he'll receive some lessons in sexual etiquette which will make a man of him!

It had been a hot afternoon at the office and I felt relief on closing my front door. Sometimes my empty house can be a peaceful haven rather than a lonely place.

I need to shuck off my high heels and have a quiet soak in the bath; perhaps pamper myself a little and release the tension that goes with still being a single Mom at thirty.

In the kitchen I pour myself a large glass of white. I shed my blouse and skirt then quench my thirst on the tangy chardonnay. Now I'm ready to bathe. Then going to my room I suddenly pause at the open door; sensing someone's presence. I edge cautiously in and stare quite bewildered. For there, lying naked on my bed is Guy, my seventeen-year old son. His eyes are closed. He is ... masturbating! Suddenly he sees me and we are both stunned.

Then he burst out in pain, " Mother! ... how could you! ... spying on me ... when I'm ... like this?" he bitterly accused. His allegation hurt me and I went to him pleading, " Guy, no! You can't think that of me!" I sit by him; stroking his head and pleading further, "I had no idea you were travelling home today! Why, your college term hasn't even finished yet!"

His eyes searched my face for the truth. Then his gaze ran over my state of undress, causing puzzlement; then acquiescence.

"Well ... maybe so ... but all the same..." Placing his arm round my shoulder he explains, "I've really missed you this term; so I fiddled extra leave; but now I've been and made a fool of myself." He quietly stated. His face came to mine for a forgiving kiss. I put my lips to his but somehow he held that kiss longer than is decent; causing my pulse to quicken.

Suddenly I feel improperly dressed whilst in my bedroom with my naked son.

Breaking the silence I say lightly, " It's alright Guy, just a bit of bad timing from both of us I guess."

Guy closed his eyes and lay back calmly. But his hand held a pair of my panties? Had he been fantasising on me whilst wanking off? Surely not?

My gaze falls to his naked torso. I hadn't seen him nude in years. He certainly had matured recently. Now he had strong muscular thighs framing a gorgeous proud cock sheathed in a silky foreskin. My cunt began craving for it.

I'm tempted to touch him but then I realise he had witnessed my desiring gaze.

I meekly offer to get the kettle on for tea but as I turn to go he holds my arm.

"No don't go." he says stern but soft, "Help me. Help me finish."

I'm aghast at the suggestion yet my heart beats hard, " Guy! ... I cant ... do that!

He gazed at me with confidence saying levelly, "Just this once you can. It will show you weren't't spying on me; and that you do care."

I search his face frantically for direction. "Guy, I do care, but If I..."

His hand took mine and placed it around his shaft. Guiltily I hadn't resisted.

Against my ear he whispered," No one will know; just help me finish, that's all."

Fleetingly I knew we had just crossed a line together. It was indelible.

Now I whispered in reply, "Just close your eyes for me Guy. I can't do it if you watch me." And he did so.

My hand began with a tremble and I felt the perspiration run on my face.

His shiny brown foreskin was as soft as silk and when pulled back revealed a glistening strawberry head that just begged to be sucked. My tits tingled at that idea. My stroke built up a rhythm and his ecstatic moans gave the kind of thrill in my groin I'd forgotten. His tummy and thighs were tensing up.

His climax was close. His balls jerked and a jet of creamy juice splashed onto my arm and a second caught my cheek. Our cries of passion had chimed in unison. Guy soon slumped into a stupor of bliss. It's was over as suddenly as it had begun. I left him and made for the bathroom.

As I lie back and soak in the tub my mind runs through the thrill of those moments. Normally one climax is sufficient for me at bath time but I do three and it's still not enough.

Morning After

The following morning felt just like the morning after; alone with remorse and consequences. Oh God; how could I face him before leaving for work?

But in the event it seemed as though breakfast was passing in a mutual denial of yesterdays bedroom incident. On meeting we exchange a mumbled geeting.

Guy was probably as embarrassed as me and simply wanted it forgotten too.

We padded around each other in our dressing gowns getting toast and tea.

Then Guy was talking away naturally of his previous term at college and his various deeds. He had great new pal called Ralph whose family home was in the shires. There was only Ralph and his mother there for now and Guy had stayed with them on half terms. Ralph's mother was good fun and preferred them both to call her Verna. It made things more equal.

He and Ralph had also got out of college some nights with local girls. They had done some radical stuff with them. " Shall I pour the coffee?" He asked.

"Oh yes, thanks Guy but do go on, it's interesting." I encouraged.

I studied him with a smile and I realised he was now as tall as me. He was a normal lad discovering sex. Yesterday affair was just a teenage quirk.

Guy was eagerly sharing his thoughts with me and that was such a good thing.

"Boarding at college really helps you get an adult view of the world Margot." He said before pausing for my reaction.

It sounded odd hearing my name come from Guy.

Then with less confidence he said, "Can I call you Margot at home, is that o k?"

"Well yes, if you'd like to Guy." I offered, curious at the idea.

After a pause he ventured, "Our cricket team won two days off our term-time Margot, that's why you found me home early."

"Oh I see! So that's what's to blame for..."

We looked at each other awkwardly but he broke into a broad grin that made him so attractive. His bath-wrap was trendy and short showing of his manly thighs. But my heart skipped, realising his hard-on lurked beneath it.

"Do you think I'm more adult these days Margot?" he asked.

I was in a spin with the implications but I needed to stay calm and cool.

"Your maturing OK." I smiled reassuringly, " You'll do well with girls too I would say!" I took him into a cuddle as he had stepped close.

With his head against mine he said, " You mean more than any girl, Margot."

He began softly kissing my neck while his hands ran seductively over my arms.

Suddenly I could feel his hard cock against my loin "I've dreamt of holding you like this Margot." He whispered.

A strange fear creped into my chest; "Guy, please!" I pulled away but he held me effortlessly around the waist. " You want me too." he whispered.

"Guy, stop, it's disgusting!" I protested as my pulse began to race.

His mouth went passionately onto my neck and I felt a rush of shame. " Oh Guy, you wicked, wicked boy " I cried as I struggled in his grip.

His groin was hard against me and as his mouth came fully onto mine, I felt a rush of panic." You cant! You mustn't," I cried emotionally, twisting sharply from him and in doing so, leaving my dressing gown in his grasp. Thus naked, I fell onto my knees in a daze.

I felt him behind me, his cock between my thighs, his hands gripping my waist and pulling me onto him.

Guy was going the whole hog and his attempts to enter me were hurting.

My maternal instincts melted as I groped for his cock and guided it into me.

It slid in up to the hilt. We both gave out a primitive cry. Suddenly our bodies were moving in blissful union. Our panting was the only sound we made now. Like a pair of mating mongrels, our copulating raced to its obscene conclusion.

To be continued where a lot more sex flows.

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