Mother and child in the height of summer

Cao Li isn't particularly beautiful, but she has a tall, slender figure and is very sexy; you wouldn't guess she's almost forty. She's a friend I met on WeChat. To be precise, we're more like chat buddies, since we live far apart and have never met in person. But we talk about everything on WeChat, and I always enjoy chatting and video chatting with her.
Once, we talked about sex again, and she probably got excited and told me about an inappropriate incident involving her son. I've kept that voice message to this day. Yesterday, out of boredom, I listened to it again at home and found it quite surprising, so I transcribed it into an article: Ten years ago, when I divorced my ex-husband, my son, Xiaoshan, was only eight years old. I haven't remarried since. Perhaps because his father isn't around, Xiaoshan is less attentive and often clings to me. I think that perhaps boys in families with fathers wouldn't act this way? After all, the father has authority, so the child might be somewhat intimidated. However, it's precisely because of this that there's more intimacy between mother and son. For me, sometimes it feels quite blissful. And it's thanks to my son's companionship that I don't feel lonely or isolated.
However, when children reach puberty, things really change from when they were little. The first time I felt my son had grown up was when I discovered he could get an erection! Although his penis would get hard when he was little because he needed to hold his urine, it would return to normal after he urinated. But this time, the erection had little to do with holding urine; it was mostly due to developing sexual awareness.
It happened when he was in the first year of junior high school. One morning, I went to wake him up. It was summer, and it was quite hot. He wasn't covered by a blanket and was lying there wearing only his underwear. As soon as I entered the room, I noticed a bulge in his crotch. My first thought was that my son had a morning erection! I suddenly felt he had grown up! He was a little man!
I must say, I've been divorced for a long time, and I've become indifferent to matters of the heart. But somehow, when I saw my son's bulging crotch, I immediately thought of my husband and me having sex. That's when I realized I hadn't had sex for ten years, and I felt a little sad.
However, after that, things weren't as simple as they used to be with my son; some different things happened.
One evening, I was lying in bed watching a Korean drama on my phone when my son, having finished his homework, came to borrow my phone to play. I was engrossed in my drama and refused to give it to him. So I kept watching. My son, probably bored, started to snuggle up to me, lying down beside me, putting his hands on my body, and straddling me with one leg.
At first, I didn't think much of it; this kind of thing happens quite often when we're at home, and nothing inappropriate. But soon he started getting restless. He put one hand inside my clothes and started touching my breasts. I was wearing pajamas and no bra at the time, which I hadn't thought much of because he'd had a habit of touching his breasts since he was little and hadn't been corrected. I'd told him about it, but he wouldn't listen; he'd touch me whenever he wanted. Although it made me a little uncomfortable after a while, I still tried to indulge him; these things weren't the worst of it. To my surprise, I vaguely felt something hard pressing against my thigh. Was he aroused? At this point, I had lost interest in watching the show, but I still didn't give him my phone and just silently observed. After a while, my son started pressing his penis against my body. I could clearly feel its hardness. I felt something was wrong! So I quickly said to him, "Honey, it's getting late, go back to your room and sleep!" After
he left, I couldn't calm down for a long time. A very complicated feeling washed over me. On one hand, I was a little panicked, panicked that my son had a physical reaction when he touched me. On the other hand, I had an indescribable feeling, I didn't know if it was stimulation or excitement, and it made my body feel very uncomfortable.
From that day on, whenever my son was affectionate with me, I would more or less notice that his penis was always erect. I didn't know what to do.
One morning, after my son went to school, I tidied up the house and went to the bathroom to wash our clothes in the washing machine. While sorting them, I suddenly noticed something strange about my briefs. They were clumped together, as if something was stuck to them. I'm usually very clean, especially my underwear, which I change daily, so they weren't usually that dirty. I picked them up and opened them, and sure enough, there was a sticky white substance on them. I immediately realized what was going on.
I know that many boys develop a masturbation habit during puberty, which is normal. But what troubled me was that my son was using my underwear to masturbate, meaning he was thinking about me while he was doing it; he was using me as an object of his fantasies. I felt this was a very serious sexual problem for a teenage boy. As his mother, I was a little embarrassed to talk to him about it, and I didn't know how to bring it up. You know, when my son was little, I longed for him to grow up quickly. I thought he would worry less and help me share the burden of life. But now that he's grown up, there are even more worries. What
happened next completely threw me into turmoil.
One evening, after my son finished his homework, he went to his room to sleep, and I went back to mine. About an hour later, around 11 p.m., my son suddenly came into my room, saying he had a nightmare and was very scared, and wanted to sleep with me. Although this wasn't the first time this had happened, I wouldn't have thought anything of it before, but now I felt my son was lying. Maybe, like last time when he was on his phone, he just wanted to be close to me. But I couldn't bear to expose his little trick, so I agreed to let him sleep in the same bed with me.
Because it was the height of summer, we only shared a thin blanket, and I was only wearing a loose nightgown with nothing underneath. As soon as my son got into bed, he reached over and touched my breast. I pretended to be angry and scolded him, telling him to sleep properly or I would send him back. My son calmed down a bit and seemed to fall asleep soon after. At that moment, I was wide awake, lying on my back with my mind wandering. I don't know how much time passed, but I felt a small hand slip under my pajamas. At first, it touched my stomach, but I ignored it and pretended to be asleep. He was probably testing whether I was asleep or not. Seeing that I didn't react, he slowly moved his hand down, tracing the fabric of my stomach. I was a little scared and wanted to stop him, but for some reason, I was frozen in place, lying on the bed without reacting.
After a while, he took off his underwear, exposing his penis and starting to masturbate. I was terrified he would ejaculate on me, so I turned over, facing away from him, and said, "Go to sleep." He was so frightened that he lay back down and didn't dare move. After a while, he really fell asleep.
I don't know why, but I felt very confused. To be honest, I really wanted to have sex, and I was very wet. That night, I lay next to my son and masturbated for the first time, and I even had an orgasm.
The next day at work, I was somewhat distracted, thinking more and more about what happened to my son the night before and not knowing what to do. My biggest worry is that my son might do something foolish. What if he doesn't get comfort from me? Will he rape me while I'm asleep? Will he start dating too early? Will he visit prostitutes? Will he get a sexually transmitted disease? The more I think about it, the more uneasy I become. The key is, I can't talk to him about this. If I could, I could at least talk to him and give him some mental control. If I just let it go like this, I'm really worried something bad will happen. So what should I do? I thought about how he wanted me the other day. Could I give in to him? I considered this possibility, but then I suddenly realized, what if I gave in? If we did it together, what kind of psychological impact would it have on him? Would he be different from normal children in the future? I'm really afraid that he'll become mentally unhealthy or even a pervert. Thinking like this, my mind is in complete turmoil! In the end, I just stopped thinking about it and let things take their course.
In the evening, my son came home from school and ate dinner. He did his homework while I did the laundry. Since there weren't many clothes, I used a small stool to sit on and wash them in a small basin. I was wearing a skirt, so I had to sit with my legs spread apart. Before my son finished his homework, he came over and asked me for my phone to play with. But he seemed to notice that I was exposed. I saw his face turn red, and he seemed to really want to see my underwear, but he was also hesitant. What surprised me most was that his crotch was erect! Seeing his reaction, I quickly realized my mistake and tugged at my skirt. I said to him, "Finish your homework first, then you can play."
My son seemed distracted ever since he saw my underwear and absentmindedly said, "Mom, can you let me play for a while?" Hearing his words, I suddenly felt like he was flirting with me, so I pretended to be angry and said, "What do you mean, 'let you play for a while'? Go do your homework, and we'll talk after you're done."
My son reluctantly went back to his room to do his homework. Watching my son's retreating figure, I felt I might be being too sensitive; perhaps he just wanted to play games.
I continued washing clothes, and about half an hour later, he came out again. Seeing him approach, I asked, "Have you finished your homework?"
He answered yes, then squatted down in front of me and continued, "Mom, why don't you use the washing machine?"
As he said this, his little eyes kept glancing at my inner thighs. I saw all of this. "There aren't many clothes today, so I won't use the washing machine!" I said, standing up, also afraid he would look there again. "
Go play, I'll give you half an hour, and then you'll go to sleep!" I told my son. Seeing me stand up, my son seemed a little disappointed and went to play on my phone.
That night, around ten o'clock, my son tiptoed into my bedroom and quietly came in. He called my name softly, and when I didn't respond, he assumed I was asleep and sat down on the edge of my bed. I was lying on my back with my legs slightly apart. I heard heavy breathing, which grew louder and louder; I could feel my son's tension in the air. I felt him gently lie down beside me, and soon he started. Just like last time, he slowly lifted my nightgown, and one hand slowly reached down to my genitals. I didn't know what to do; I was scared and nervous, completely at a loss.
Then, I secretly opened my eyes a crack to watch my son's actions. His fingers were rubbing back and forth at the entrance of my vagina. I couldn't withstand such stimulation, and soon, some fluid started flowing out. Perhaps sensing the fluid, he pulled his underwear down to his thighs and began masturbating. Seeing how large his penis was, I couldn't hold back any longer. I suddenly sat up and hugged my son, saying, "Son, come in if you want." My son was clearly startled by my sudden action, and he lay motionless in my arms for a long time. After a while, my son suddenly pulled me into his arms and asked, "Mom, you're not angry with me?" I said, "Just don't tell anyone about this."
That night, my son and I finally committed incest. I knew I shouldn't, but I just couldn't control myself.
This relationship continued until my son was a sophomore in college and had a girlfriend.
Incest between mother and son is not allowed by the ethics and morality of today's society. A moment of irresistible impulse may cause some individuals to cross this line. It's fortunate that Cao Li has been able to return to the right track in her life. I hope she finds a normal sexual partner soon and enjoys a happy and fulfilling sex life.
[The End]

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