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“What is this?” I laughed coming into my Son’s home. He had gone all out for Halloween. There were cobwebs and jack-o-lanterns and lights all around the living room. “You really got in to the Halloween spirit this year.” I tiptoed past a skeleton sitting on the floor next to the wall that he had made to look like a dungeon. I looked at the shackles and they looked real. I reached out to touch one and it was heavy. “Are these real?”

“Yeah, I thought why not have some fun with it.” My son stepped behind me and grabbed my wrist and lifted it up to the shackle and closed the cold heavy iron around my wrist. “Can you get out?” He laughed and turned me around lifting my other hand up to place in the twin shackle above my head on the other side.

I was tugging on my hand, twisting and turning it, shaking it trying to get my first hand free that I didn’t even notice that he was restraining my other hand. “Why in the world would you get real ones? These could not have been cheap.” I yanked at my hand. “I can’t get it out.”

I turned to look at him and what I saw on his face made me feel hot and cold at the same time. “No, you can’t get out.” He smiled and brought both of his palms up under my breasts, squeezing and lifting them. “I have the only key.” He massaged my tits and thumbed my nipples.

“What are you doing?!” I tried to turn my body but there is really nowhere to go to when your arms are stretched out above your head. “Stop it, right this instant.” I tried to fill my voice with authority but he was unbuttoning my blouse, his face lowered to my cleavage placing little kisses over the top of my breasts. With his thumb he lowered the cup of my bra until my full breast was exposed. He flicked my nipple with his tongue.

“You have great tits Mom” he said and sucked one into his mouth. He pressed his hand up underneath my skirt. His fingers rubbed at the crotch of my panties. “Don’t get turned on, don’t get turned on, don’t get turned on,” became a mantra in my head.

“Son, we can’t do this .. you have to let me go this is inc…”

“Shh, Mommy. You want this too. I know you do. Your pussy is so wet right now.” His fingers slipped under the leg hole of my panties and into my pussy. I couldn’t have stopped the moan that poured from my lips if I had to, it felt so good. “That’s a good mommy, just let your son make you feel good.” He fucked me with his finger, in slow deliberate strokes.

“But .. “ I gasped and squirmed in my chains “I’m your..”

“Shh,” he said “I know I’m your son, but that is what’s making you so wet isn’t it?” He smiled and with his free hand undid his own pants fishing his hard cock out and stroking himself. “that’s what you wanted to see wasn’t it mommy?” His second finger filled my pussy.

Of course I did, I had been having fantasies just like this one for a very long time but I didn’t think admitting that to my son was an appropriate thing to do. Of course having my pussy fingered by my son was not really something they advise in the parenting books either. “What? Why would you say that?” I blushed thinking about the thousands of mom/son fantasies I have had.

“I borrowed your computer last week, you were out with your friends,” He stepped on to the ottoman bringing his hard, swollen cock up in front of my face. My computer. Warning bells immediately went off in my mind. Had I erased my history? Did he find my hidden folder. Damn it! “Imagine how surprised I was when you got a message from “momfucker22”. Then I could see your whole conversation, “ he paused to rub his cock over my lips, “mommy.”

FUCK!! FUCK!! FUCK!! I can’t believe I forgot to log out. All of the damning evidence that my messenger contained all played in a flash in front of my mind. This was bad. “You didn’t .. read.. all of it did you?” My voice sounded faint and scared to my own ears. My son’s hand moved down over the back of my head while he pushed his cock more firmly against my lips.

“I read it all, Mommy.” he emphasized my name. “I have to say I was a little jealous that you were doing those things to another “son”. I never thought my good, sweet, PTA mommy could be such a dirty slut.” His cock popped through my lips. I admit it my will to resist was weak. He knew this was my fantasy. How could I deny it? He had read the details and was bringing them to life even better than I had dreamed. His cock felt so good in my mouth. I was close to cumming already and he wasn’t even touching my pussy anymore.

My eyes turned up to him. “You like your son’s dick, Mommy? You like being your son’s cock sucker?”

I moaned and did the only thing I could do. I gave in. I did it. I did everything my Son wanted. Everything I wanted but could’ve never have done.

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