My true feelings about having sex with a boy for the first time

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First Time Having Sex with a Teenager:
I'm almost 36 years old. The saying "thirty like a wolf, forty like a tiger" is absolutely true. In recent years, my libido has become increasingly strong, so strong that even the slightest stimulation can set me ablaze with desire, making it difficult to control myself. My husband is often away on business trips and often wants to find a lover; there are many men around me. However, traditional Chinese morality has prevented me from taking that dangerous step. Whenever my libido rises, I can only deeply suppress it within me. But my temper is becoming increasingly volatile; people at work are afraid of me, my colleagues dare not speak to me, and I feel even more lonely and helpless.

I work as a financial accountant at a telecommunications company; the work isn't too busy. Every day I wear old-fashioned clothes and have a dull face at work. Besides processing invoices for my colleagues, there's not much else to do. At this time, I usually go online. Chatting on OICQ became my main pastime after work. There, I rediscovered the feeling of being a beautiful woman, just like I did 10 years ago. Countless male netizens greeted me warmly, trying their best to impress me. But I never met any of them in person because online I was an innocent 18-year-old girl. I was really afraid of what might happen if those young men knew I was almost 40.

Two months ago, the company gave each employee a computer with free internet access. So, after cooking for my 12-year-old son at home, going online became my favorite thing to do.

One day, I met a netizen with a very unique name online. His name was the kind that instantly aroused desire. He secretly sent me a message: "Are you happy with your sex life? Go to xxxxxxxxxxx and take a look!"

Curiosity led me to secretly open another window and go to "Entertainment Space." There, I discovered the address I had been searching for to release my sexual desires. As the explicit erotic literature conveyed that lustful desire, my lower body felt like it was on fire. My uterus contracted, my vagina spasmed, and my underwear quickly became wet. Looking at the obscene content, I masturbated repeatedly, bringing myself to orgasm with each spasm. That night, I didn't log off until my son came home from evening self-study. I dragged my exhausted legs to bed, my mind still replaying the story, while my fingers continued... Continuing to indulge my fantasies,

the next day at work, many colleagues were surprised to find I looked so beautiful. I think it was because I had satisfied my sexual desires, and I had finally been freed from sexual repression. A smile began to appear on my face, and I felt that life was starting to become beautiful again.

That evening, after getting home from work, I hid in my room, took off my clothes, and looked closely at the young woman in the mirror. Although she was almost forty, her figure was still like a young girl's, but with an added maturity. Her skin was as white as jade, and her breasts, though slightly sagging, gave a sense of fullness. And her dark pubic hair was incredibly alluring. Suddenly, an idea popped into my head.

After arranging for my son to finish dinner, I went to the mall alone to buy clothes. I quickly bought the sexy clothes and lingerie I liked, along with... I put on a high-end cosmetic.

When I got home, my son had already gone to evening self-study. I was alone again. I took off all my clothes and began to carefully groom myself in front of the mirror. I lightly applied foundation, meticulously drew my eyebrows, applied heavy eyeshadow and lipstick, and then tied my hair up with a ribbon! I changed into my newly bought black underwear, put on flesh-colored stockings, a miniskirt and a tight-fitting bodysuit, and slipped on high heels.

When I stood in front of the mirror, I almost didn't recognize myself as my usual proper self. I looked at myself in the mirror with half-closed eyes, trying my best to seduce myself with a provocative expression. My lower body quickly became wet again. I caressed my proud breasts, my hand slowly sliding down. I took off my underwear, turned on the computer, entered "Entertainment Space," and opened one erotic article after another. When I saw so many articles about mothers and sons having incestuous relationships... While masturbating, I fantasized about my son's face. My fantasies unfolded as the story progressed.

Oh my god! What's wrong with me? My child is only 12 years old, just a middle school student, still developing, but still a teenager. I continued fantasizing, my nimble fingers stirring, taking me to heaven again and again.

When I reached climax, I even called out my son's name. I stood in front of the mirror again, looking at the disheveled, dazed woman in the mirror. I couldn't help but feel aroused again. Oh my god! What a lewd woman I am! Time flies, and before I knew it, my son was home. I quickly tidied my hair and hurriedly turned off the computer.

Opening his bedroom door, I saw him sitting obediently at his desk reading. I felt incredibly ashamed. "Xiaowen, is your homework important?" My son didn't even look up and said, "Nothing, it's very simple..."

I walked behind him, put my hand on his shoulder, and suddenly felt a jolt, like an electric shock. My son was developing, his height was increasing rapidly. I couldn't help but let out a soft "uh." My son turned around and looked at me, his eyes filled with surprise. "Mom, what's wrong?" Looking

into my son's innocent eyes, I suddenly felt a deep sense of guilt. "Nothing, Mom is just happy to see you studying hard." My son looked me up and down in surprise. Meeting his gaze, I suddenly remembered that I was still naked under my short skirt, not wearing any underwear, and my breasts were being pushed up high by my bra. My lower body felt hot and itchy. Sure enough, Xiaowen's eyes were fixed on my firm breasts. I silently cried out in my heart, "Ah! My dear Xiaowen, touch them, quickly pinch Mom's lustful breasts with your hands!" My legs trembled, and I felt a lot of fluid flowing out from my lower body. I didn't know if he had smelled the fishy smell.

"Mom, what's wrong? Why are you dressed like this?" Xiaowen's voice was a little shaky.

"Oh!" "It's nothing, Mom just went to a friend's party, that's why she's dressed like this." I tried to lie in a calm tone. "Go study! Mom's going to take a shower."

I hurriedly fled Xiaowen's room. I felt his eyes were always staring at my thighs.

I escaped to the bathroom, my fingers touching pubic hair and wet labia, the honey-like fluid sticking to the petals. "Oh, Xiaowen." My right middle finger quickly slipped inside. I fantasized about seducing Xiaowen, my finger moving faster, the small finger skillfully playing with my engorged clitoris. I struggled to turn on the water. I called Xiaowen's name in my heart. I was completely out of control. I stepped into the bathtub, letting the hot water splash on my skin. I walked to the bathroom door, gently opening it a crack. Xiaowen's room was right there.

"Xiaowen, come and see Mom's lewd body!" "My heart was screaming. My fingers, tireless, stirred, and I reached another climax in a fantasy of incest. Imagining my son holding me and thrusting into me, my juices flowed.

The clarity that followed the climax brought endless self-reproach and guilt. After changing my clothes, I left the bathroom and went to my room. Suddenly, I felt incredibly shameless, and tears silently streamed down my face. I thought, for Xiaowen's sake and for my own, I had to find a man. I was afraid I would lose control in front of my son, and he would despise me for the rest of his life.

I decided, I would find a man tomorrow.

Several weeks later, I still didn't find a man, spending my days in masturbation and fantasies.

One day, while eating breakfast ...""Mom, you look so good in that outfit!" Xiaowen exclaimed loudly from behind. 　　"Really?" I smiled. "I don't know where you learned these silly things to make this old woman happy."

"Really, Mom is getting better and better at dressing up. She's so much prettier than before!" Xiaowen kept exclaiming.

"Oh? What was Mom like before?" My face seemed to turn red.

"You used to never dress up, and you looked so dowdy, unlike my classmates' moms who dress so well. Now you've learned. You look good, but it's still not good enough. You don't know how to coordinate outfits, and sometimes it looks neither stylish nor tacky. But it's already much better." Xiaowen was quite enthusiastic.

"So, how should Mom coordinate her outfits?" I asked him curiously.

"Do you want me to tell you? Forget it, I'm just a kid, do I need to teach you?" Xiaowen stammered a little.

"Go ahead and say it! No offense to anyone! Three heads are better than one!" My ears were burning; I actually cared a lot about my son's opinion. I really wanted to dress in a way that my son wanted to see.

"Actually, Mom, you have such a great figure." Xiaowen glanced at me, and seeing that I didn't say anything, "Your figure is so great, the right places are perky, the right places are curvy, you shouldn't be covered up with thick clothes. You should show it off as much as possible, be sexy, be revealing."

Honey-like fluid flowed from my private parts again, and I could feel it wetting my underwear. "This child is so young, yet he can use such words. What is he trying to do? Has his aesthetic sense already started to focus on women's figures?" I felt my heart start beating strongly. "Then help Mom pick out a few clothes to match, and Mom will wear them for you, okay?" Oh my god, what am I saying!

Xiaowen seemed a little thirsty. I stretched my neck. "Okay!"

When I changed into the clothes Xiaowen had picked out for me and came out, Xiaowen looked around nervously, not daring to look at me.

My uterus was spasming again. I pretended to be calm and said, "How is it? Can Mom go out like this?"

Xiaowen stammered, "It's not bad, but your bra is too big. It's showing. So it looks a little awkward!"

"Really? You child, most of Mom's breasts are showing, and you still think it's too big? Do you have to go completely naked to feel better?" A strange, burning sensation, which I didn't understand myself, flowed deep within my body. "Okay, Mom will dress up as you wish today."

I saw that Xiaowen was a little restless. I took off my bra and put on the white jacket my son had picked out. My protruding nipples were itchy to the point of pain. Should I go out like this, without a bra? My private parts were burning. I took a deep breath and simply took off my underwear as well. A cool breeze gently caressed my private parts.

"How is this?" I walked up to Xiaowen. Xiaowen was a little embarrassed by my gaze. "It's fine, but the clothes are a little big. They're so big when you walk."

"Hehe, you're quite the smooth talker. Okay, I'll change into a smaller jacket." I said, walking into the house.

Back in the room, before the door was even closed, I wiped away the fluid from my private parts with my hand. "I can't take it anymore, it's about to leak out." The heat deep inside my uterus, and the nipples rubbing against the clothes, made them even more swollen and painful!

I found a low-cut top from a few years ago. It seems I really am getting old, a bit overweight, and the clothes were actually a little tight. But after taking a deep breath, I managed to put the top on. Looking in the mirror, my breasts were squeezed tightly together, appearing so large, exuding the alluring charm of a young woman. The two small round nipples pushed against the front of the top.

I stood in front of my son again, accepting his scrutiny. "Ah, Xiaowen, do you see Mommy's devilish figure? Do you want it? Mommy will give it to you, you can have it however you want, okay?" I said silently in my heart, looking at him with tender eyes. Her fair breasts reflected a dazzling white light.

"Hmm! Not bad. Very good!" Xiaowen relaxed a little, but her cheeks were even redder than before. However, she still sat on the sofa.

"Can't stand up? Is Xiaowen's penis hard too?" I analyzed in my mind. The thought that my son's penis was actually hard made me feel even more pain deep in my heart. I really wanted to touch it with my hand to comfort myself. No, I can't take it anymore, I'll make a mistake if I don't stop myself.

I hurriedly sent my son to school, and when he walked out of his room, I collapsed on the sofa. I hurriedly touched my private parts with my hand, which were already incredibly wet. No, ah, how could I be so lewd? I masturbated again with pleasure.

I called my workplace and asked for a sick leave. Wearing the clothes my son had chosen for me, I walked out onto the street, and sure enough, almost all the men were giving me lustful looks. Did they know that I was only wearing a coat and not even underwear?

No, I can't take it anymore, my strong physical needs cannot be without physical contact. I squeezed onto a bus that was heading somewhere I didn't know. The bus was packed, and I could feel a man pressed tightly against me. The sensation from his touch intensified, and my private parts became even itchier. I could feel the man's hard penis pressing against my buttocks from behind. With the bus's swaying, the pressure felt incredibly good, and I tried to clench my teeth to suppress a moan of pleasure. Suddenly, I felt a hand begin to move intentionally or unintentionally across my buttocks. Seeing that I didn't react, the hand boldly lifted my skirt, seemingly oblivious to my presence, and began its journey towards my private parts. Just as it was about to touch my wet private area, I suddenly grabbed it.

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