SLEEPWALKING SON

Lea was a wanted woman. At work, with her friends or with family. Lea was popular for very many reasons. She was a hard working woman, really knew how to have a good time and she was a wonderful cook as well as a remarkable hostess. She was charming, always smiling even when life was tough and she usually attracted people from the moment they met. The fact that both her parents were born in Venezuela, which made her pretty exotic here in her almost racially uniform town, only added to her appeal.

She was also very popular with men, of course. That Venezuelan face, skin tone, eyes and body type would have made her popular just by itself. Lea was a beautiful, warm and even now at almost forty, she still exuded an air of sensuality whether she wanted to or not. In fact, when she was young, she even posed for a few nude modelling websites.

That meant that Lea, while very beautiful in a classical way, was also blessed with a remarkable body. First off, she was naturally curvy. Very much so. During her early teens she'd had to buy bras every damned season because her cup size would go up so damned fast. Soon after that, she'd had to find jeans that would accommodate her hips and rounded thighs that were not designed for fat women. Lea wasn't fat. In fact, her waistline was only 22 inches. It's just that her breasts and hips seem to have forgotten that she was tiny! Lea was in fact pretty short, standing at a hair under five feet tall, and that small stature made her curves look even more pronounced.

Most of the time, Lea took all of this in stride and managed to handle all that attention, sexual or otherwise, with ease. She wasn't even aware that this easy only added to her appeal! She had grown used to men vying for her attention, especially now that it was common knowledge that she was single. She wasn't ready for a new man in her life, but it was reassuring to know that once she was ready, she could have her pick!

But sometimes Lea wished she could simply blend in the crowd. Sometimes, alone at night while eating ice cream on the couch, she considered what it would take for that to happen. First, she'd have to become a lazy ungrateful bitch. Second, she'd probably have to shave her head clean, given that her long blue-black hair was one of her most stunning assets. Third, probably a double mastectomy to get rid of those two large breasts that even a turtleneck couldn't disguise. And fourth she'd also have to stop from ever bending down because one couldn't really get rid of one's ass!

Back when she was at college, her ass had caused an accident! Really! She had been wearing yoga pants with a tank top, something she didn't dare do these days. Not because it wouldn't look good, but because she was now fully aware of the consequences. After getting out of the library, she had dropped a book and innocently bent down to pick it up. Two guys, who happened to pass by on their bikes at that exact moment, both crashed because they had been distracted. One of them had even needed stitches!

In any case, the only place she could be truly relaxed and at ease was at home. Which was, all thing considered, very well. She now lived alone with her son ever since his father left them more than a year ago. When Lea learned that he had been having regular affairs for the previous three years, the hot blood in her vein had exploded and she had kicked him out of their house. She now received a nice check every month in the mail, and made of point of spending it on frivolous things.

Like lingerie. Lea liked lingerie a lot. And given her unique figure, she usually needed to buy high end bras. Now she could. Her lingerie drawer was now filled with works of art from Empreinte, Chantelle, Simone Perele, Anya Lust, Prima Donna, Aubade and Lise Charmel. She even had a set of made to measure, ridiculously expensive Christina Aielli! She still couldn't believe you could spend close to a thousand dollar on a set on lingerie. But damn! The first man she'll show this to was going to melt!

The only thing she was happy about that separation was that her son Gabriel had been almost a man when it happened. If it had happened back when he was twelve, it could have been disastrous. But he was 18 now and seemed alright with it. Maybe still bitter, maybe still angry, but his world hadn't crumbled to dust. He had begun to take on responsibilities as the man of the house, which was good.

Sitting in her couch very late a Tuesday night, Lea knew that everything wasn't all fine with Gabriel. His frustration and anger with his father was perfectly understandable, but she feared that it had had an effect on his own romantic life. Four months after the separation, Gabriel broke things off with his own girlfriend and had been single since. "Then again," Lea thought, "so have I. Is he stil single because I am?" She didn't know. Maybe she should accept one of the regular invitations she received?

Just after she turned the TV off, she heard Gabriel walking upstairs. Then climbing down the stairs. When he turned the corner Lea stood up, puzzled by this late night appearance. Gabriel usually slept like a damned log! She walked up to him and asked him what was wrong, but got no answer. His eyes were opened, but he was staring past her. She looked behind her, saw nothing, and frowned. Was he sleepwalking?

Lea smiled, remembering that Gabriel had done a lot of that between the ages of ten and thirteen. It had vanished as suddenly as it had appeared, but her doctor had told her that it was very normal. "Just don't wake him up unless he's getting into serious danger!" he had said, looking very serious. "It could mess him up." Lea had missed the irony and had returned home convinced that this myth was real. And so for those three or four years, she had never woken him up.

She was smiling now, standing in front of him and looking up at him. He mumbled something incomprehensible, then opened his arm to take her into a hug. A big, long and hard hug. Lea squeezed him right back, more than happy to share that hug. It had been a long while since their last one, with Gabriel now too old for them. Her head pressed against his chest, Lea grinned as her son held her tight.

About two very long and sweet minutes later, she felt him relaxing his hold and she knew it was over. But to her surprise, before he pulled away, Gabriel reached down and grabbed one of her buttocks with his large hand and gave it a good squeeze. Lea clamped her mouth shut so that she wouldn't laugh out loud and was laughing quietly as she looked at him going back up the stairs to his room.

The facts that her shirt didn't reach her ass, nor that her small panties had barely covered her full, rounded buttocks didn't really matter to her. After all, Gabriel had never attempted anything like that before and he was clearly sleeping. Lea went to bed herself a few minutes later and she fell asleep smiling as she though about the hug.

After briefly thinking about it the following morning when he ambled into the kitchen, half awake, Lea forgot about that sleepwalking incident. She went about her day and for the first time in a long while, she looked at her male coworkers differently. "Maybe it was time to open up again?" she wondered. The few emails she received from her male friends were also read with a slightly different attitude. Lea had a good idea of who, among all the guys she knew, was interested by her. What she didn't always know was who wanted more than just a night of fun with her.

Not that she was opposed to such a night, of course. Lea was very open-minded about sex and even though she didn't like to think about it now, she and her ex-husband had done some pretty wild stuff early in their relationship. They had done a few threesomes with another girl and even one with another guy, had gone to swingers clubs, adult hotels in Mexico where they'd had sex on the beach with people watching them... Oh Lea wasn't shy or prude in anyway. Come to think of it, maybe a few nights of carnal pleasure would do her good!

Then again, she wasn't twenty anymore and knew that the stakes were different now. She would have to be careful who she chose to do this with. Enjoying this new outlook, Lea spent every free moment of her day thinking about who she would let into her life. Or at least her bed.

Back home, she was in a great mood and Gabriel noticed. She was evasive when he asked her why. While they had a very open relationship, this was not really his concern. Gabriel didn't push. Maybe he was aware that she had stayed out of his own love life? Lea prided herself with the fact that she hadn't ever asked probing mom-questions about his love or sex life. He was pretty open about it, which was good, but she didn't push him.

Later that night she was sitting on the couch with her laptop in her usual nighttime clothes: a stretchy top and a pair of panties. Nothing else. Lea looked at the "romantic" emails she had received over the last few months. She tried to decide which one she would reply to. Well, she had already replied to all of them, politely saying that she wasn't interested, but now, just maybe, she would reply something else. Not tonight, but soon. Lea was smiling and rubbing her hands together when she heard Gabriel moving about again.

She sighed and smiled, but decided to remain on the couch this time. A minute later she saw him come to the living room, the same dazed look in his eyes. "Hello Gabriel." she whispered. A indeterminate sound was his only reply. When he sat next to her on the couch, she placed her laptop on the console table. Just in time too, because Gabriel didn't want to sit. Instead, he lay down o the couch, his head on her lap.

Again, much like yesterday, Lea smiled and enjoyed the intimate moment. She placed her hand on his head and caressed his face and hair. When Gabriel placed his own hand on her thigh and caressed it, she thought nothing of it. Not because she was innocent, but because she understood that it was a more primal facet of his personality that was in control now.

Nevertheless, his head was resting, essentially, on her panties. Between his cheek and her pussy was only a very thin piece of fabric. Lea wondered if she should start to wear pyjamas now. Or at least a long shirt. The tank top was very comfortable, but it made for somewhat of a strange situation right now. Still, she didn't really mind. When Gabriel had been younger, they had slept together in the same bed while his father was away (she now knew where, the bastard!). And that intimacy had never led to anything untoward.

And so Lea spent the next fifteen minutes caressing her son's head and shoulder and arm while he did the same on her two thighs. By the time he got up, she was feeling really well. The faint stirrings of desire that she had felt when his hand had crept higher didn't bother her much. He was a young man in the prime of his sexual life, and knew it had nothing to do with her as his mother, but only with her as a sexy woman. The proof? He had never done or said anything remotely sexual to her. Ever. Not even accidental brushes of her ass like some of Lea's friends' sons did with them. He was just an 18 year old male with his head resting on her pair of soft womanly thighs. Was he even aware that his ear was pressed against her bush? Lea didn't know.

For the next week, nothing happened during the late evenings. No more sleepwalking. Lea was, she had to admit, a little disappointed. While it was certainly strange, she had really liked those two intimate moments with her son. She was sure that if she hugged him like he had the first time, wearing nothing but a small shirt and panties, Gabriel would cringe! And if she invited him to lay his head on her naked thighs, with his ear on her panties, he would run away screaming! She felt a bit strange about the sensuous element to those contacts, but not all that much. Lea thought that most Americans were overly sensitive about so many things related to sex...

Late one night on her couch after that week without sleepwalking, Lea strained her ears, hoping to hear him. Nothing. In the darkness she sighed and thought back on that second incident and remembered how good his hand had felt on her thighs. Gods she wished she had a man in her life right now! Almost accidentally, her fingers slipped on those same thighs and went up to her panties. Lea smiled and thought "Maybe I could relieve some of that tension before going to bed?"

Sliding her fingers over her panties, she pressed harder on her lips before letting her fingertips push directly against her clit. "Oh yes..." she thought as she then stretched, her arms above her head and her legs straight. After settling back down she placed one hand back against her pussy and the other began caressing her thigh. Lea closed her eyes and grinned, knowing that it wouldn't take her long. In her mind's eye she saw a man's powerful hand replacing hers and Leas moaned softly. She could feel that her pussy was already completely flooded.

It was now time to slip those fingers under her panties, and then... oh yeah, just like that, inside her pussy. In her fantasy, she could see that strong man' hand moving ever higher on her thigh before reaching her pussy. Then Gabriel's fingers finally— "What?" Lea laughed on the couch. "Not Gabriel! How did this faceless man turn into Gabriel?"

Lea resumed her masturbation without thinking about her son. When her entire body arched in delight a few minutes later, her mouth wide open in a silent scream, she was stunned to see, in her imagination, her son's face between her round thighs, eating her pussy like a pro! After the spasms of pleasure passed minutes later, Lea stood up, shook her head and went up to her room. "I was not thinking about him!" she thought to herself, then sighed. "Ok, maybe a little bit!" she added, a smile on her lips. "Naughty mommy!"

Five days later, just before she was about to go to bed around midnight, Lea was beginning to accept that it was not going to happen again. Gabriel's super intimate sleepwalking episode was over. She couldn't deny that she was disappointed. She missed being able to hug him, to lay her head against him while watching a movie, to hold his hand when they walked together or even to sleep together... Gabriel wasn't interested in any of that anymore. Even two weeks ago, between the two sleepwalking episodes, he hadn't been any more intimate with her during the day.

Lea sighed, resigned to accept it without even being able to talk to him about it. And then she heard him get up. She froze, smiling, hoping to hear him... and yes, he was up! This time she was waiting for him at the base of the stairs... and yes he was sleepwalking! He grabbed her in a big hug, a tender hug that lasted a long time. Prepared this time, Lea hugged him back fiercely and enjoyed every second of that hug.

She smiled into his pecs when she felt his two hands firmly and clearly grabbing her ass. For a long while! A couple of minutes later Lea was beginning to feel both embarrassed and, if not aroused, at least a lot hotter. She could feel his big hands grabbing, squeezing, spreading, kneading, massaging and exploring her ass like a lover in need. Given the fact that she was only wearing her short shirt and small panties, Gabriel's hands were mostly on her skin! In fact, soon enough her panties had turned into a thong as his ministrations had pulled the fabric up and between her cheeks.

On the spur of the moment, she giggled and grabbed his own ass and was pleasantly surprised at the firmness of her son's buttocks! Lea knew her son was in good shape, but damn! This was a fine ass! She was still smiling, idly enjoying the unusual moment, when Gabriel suddenly released her ass, grabbed her hips and turned her around. Before she could properly react her son's hands, which had been on her hips, had slipped under her shirt and had moved directly onto her breasts.

They both moaned at the same time. Lea felt her shirt, pulled up with his arms, slip completely over her breasts to bunch up under her arms. When Lea felt her son's large, powerful hands squeeze her naked breasts, expertly trapping her engorged nipples between two fingers in the process, she felt torn. So much more pleasure than a simple ass massage, yet so much more over the line.

Then again, Gabriel was most likely dreaming of some pretty girl from school, maybe one from the cheerleading team he had often talked about. Lea was convinced that in his mind he wasn't thinking about his mother. Yet his very real hands were on her very real breasts. So as much as she enjoyed the attention and even if she would deny enjoying it to anyone who asked, she tried to pull away. Even if you consider that most Americans were rather prudish, Lea knew that mothers and sons were not supposed to do that.

Taking a deep breath, trying to ignore her inadmissible disappointment, she whispered "Isn't it time to go to bed, Gabriel?" He mumbled something incomprehensible but didn't stop. Both her hands were on his by now, but as he squeezed harder, Lea's mouth fell open and one of her hands reach back to grab his head. She pulled him closer to her neck and shivered when she felt his stubby beard on her delicate skin. "Shit! This has to stop!" she thought.

She tried to pull herself away from him once again, but was met with his unyielding strength. She wanted to talk louder and wake him up, but she was still afraid of doing some irreparable damage. Waking a sleepwalker was dangerous! She tried clearing her throat a few times, moving against him or even whispering him to go to bed again a few more times. Nothing worked.

And then she felt his erection on her lower back. She gasped with the surprise and pleasure, and was glad to be so much shorter than him. If his cock had been pressed directly between her cheeks... Ok, this had to stop! She decided to talk a bit louder, but also with a tone of voice that she used when he was a child. Surprisingly, it worked! As soon as she finished talking, his body relaxed and his intensity diminished. Ten seconds later she managed to disentangle form him, pulled her top down over her breasts and grabbed his hand.

He followed her meekly up to his room and she put him to bed. In the hallway, after closing the door to his room behind her, Lea leaned against the wall and sighed. She was still shaking from the experience, mostly with pleasure, and her heart was beating fast. She could still feel his hands on her breasts and knew full well that her nipples were as hard as rocks, poking tents in her shirt. "Am I a bad mother?" she wondered. As she went to her room, jumped in her bed and removed her panties, she added "Maybe I am!" She was grinning when she felt the first tremors of pleasure rocking her body as her fingers worked their magic.

About twenty four hours later Lea had just turned off the TV and was experiencing mixed feelings. On one hand she dreaded to hear the sounds of her son sleepwalking again. She knew her resolve wasn't all that it could be after being single for so long. Also, regardless of her opinions on prude Americans, there were some lines you should cross with your son. Lea was pretty sure that letting him maul your naked breasts was one of them.

On the other hand, she still shivered with delectation when she remembered his hands on those big breasts of hers! And how intense her climax had been mere minutes after putting him to bed. She had imagined him waking up and taking her roughly, giving her more pleasure in bed than his father ever had. Lea shook her head and sighed. Had she been a profoundly religious woman, she probably would have been disgusted with herself. Had she been a deeply religious woman, Lea might have had the willpower to prevent what was about to happen...

When she heard him walking out of his room, Lea bit her lips as she felt her pussy tingling. "Shit!" she whispered, getting up with a strong determination to stop him this time. "Just a hug..." she thought. "Just one nice hug." As soon as he wrapped his warm arms around her small body, she groaned and felt her willpower whither. When he grabbed her ass again she kissed his chest. Part of her mind glad that he was wearing full length pyjamas. If her face had been directly against his naked chest...

She moaned when he turned her around, freed her breasts and began mauling them again. "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" she kept repeating, her legs turning into jelly and her pussy igniting. "I'm in so much trouble!" she thought. When his coarse, two-day old beard touched her neck again, she moaned his name. This time she reached for his head with both arms above her own and pulled him close. The position pushed her large breasts out even more and her sleepwalking son reacted by squeezing them harder.

She was standing on tiptoes, arching her body into his hands when Gabriel slipped one of his hands all the way down to her panties. With a deftness that made her question his experience, he slipped his fingers under her panties and all the way over her shaven pussy. When he closed his fingers over her flesh, she cried out "Oh my Gods... Gabriel!" She opened her eyes wide, afraid that her cry had woken him up. But he only moaned, pulling harder on her pussy.

Lea lifted one of her legs up and pressed her foot on the wall, giving him the best access to her pussy. "Can I let him make me cum? Can a mother let her sleepwalking son give her an orgasm?" She bit her lips, torn between pushing him back and letting him have his way. What if he pulled out his cock? Shit! Instead of pulling out his cock, he pressed his middle finger between the wet folds of her pussy and deep into her. Lea pushed her pussy against him and knew she was powerless to resist him.

Thankfully he didn't try to do anything else and a few short minutes later Lea was unable to move away before climaxing in her son's arms. One large hand on her even larger breast, the other on her pussy with his long middle finger buried as deep as it could in her pussy. Somehow Gabriel knew to curl that finger and press it against the underside of her clit, her g-spot.

When her pleasure crested, Lea's body gave under her and her son caught her. He switched from giving her so much pleasure to holding her up in an instant. With whatever clarity she still had, Lea used that moment to disentangle herself from his grasp and she guided him to his room again. As he fell back upon it, he tried to grab her arm but she twisted away.

In her room, in her own bed, she was still panting, profoundly contended by the climax yet shaken by the incestuous experience. She hadn't seen his cock, hadn't touched it, hadn't kissed it, hadn't taken it in her mouth or her pussy... Maybe it wasn't incest? She laughed at her own attempt at naiveté. A few minutes later, calmer now, Lea wondered if she should say anything to her son. Then again, it might shock her senseless to learn what he's been doing while sleepwalking. And it might also shock him into moving out to learn that his mom had let him do that!

Lea sighed, shaking her head on her pillow. "That was pretty damned naughty!" she thought again. "Maybe the naughtiest thing I have ever done!" She then remembered what one of her cousins had told her years and years ago. Jenny, three years her elder, had decided to confide to her on Lea's 18th birthday party. It had been a sleepover and the two girls were still awake at three in the morning. Still slightly drunk, Jenny had told Lea about having had sex with her own father a year ago. Lea had been shocked, then aroused because uncle Samuel was really hot! She herself had fantasized about him!

While having sex with your own father might be even naughtier than letting your son finger you to climax, she hadn't done that herself. What had been her naughtiest moment? Fingering herself lazily, she realized that she was too tired to really think about that strange question. "Tomorrow!" she said, sighing contently, if guiltily, one last time before falling asleep.

Over the next six days, including the weekend, Lea spent every waking moment she had with her son to try and see if he was aware of anything. Thankfully his attitude, facial expression, words and actions all seemed perfectly normal. Thankfully as well, there was no sleepwalking activity at all. Lea examined her own feelings as well, and while she did find some remorse now that she wasn't both sleepy and aroused, it wasn't a huge rush of shame. In fact, she even caught herself staring at him or daydreaming about what she had let him do to her. "Not quite what a normal mother should be feeling..." she thought many times.

As for her quest for the naughtiest thing she had ever done in her life, she thought she had found something that topped her son-induced climax. Late one night, with no sign of sleepwalking since last week's fingering, she thought back to a film she had starred in. Not a Hollywood film. Not at all. It was a film she had done for a website during her modelling years. A lesbian video. She had needed the money, the co-star was very pretty and sweet, and while she had been reticent, it had turned out great! She had never repeated the experience in real life, but she always smiled when she thought about that day.

In her bed Lea remembered some of the things they had done... They had not really been supposed to actually touch each other's pussies with their tongues, but the girl did anyway. When she saw that Lea was OK with that, live as they were shooting, she even pushed her tongue deep inside her while hiding herself from the camera by her hair.

Lea remembered that moment very well, where she had gasped in real pleasure instead of faking it as had been expected of her. And then later, in the 69, when she licked that girl's pussy in return... Oh dear Gods! She still had shivers when she remembered that! She remembered having been shy before beginning. But instead of being shy, Lea had been turned on by the camera guy and two other guys watching them. Especially since she heard them reacting to the real licking.

In her own bed twenty years later, Lea laughed at the thought. The last thing, which was still a secret that only her and her costar knew, was the shower that followed that scene. After the shoot, they laughingly decided to take a shower together. It had been even hotter than the scene had been! Before leaving the home where they had shot, the other girl told her that if she wanted to do this for real, she'd be interested. Lea had never followed up on that offer, and other than a few threesomes later in life, she had never had a truly lesbian experience.

On her bed, Lea knew that her pussy was drenched again. "I need a shower!" she thought, smiling naughtily. As she walked silently to the bathroom, she wondered if any of her girl friends would be interested. "Carly! For sure!" she thought and laughed. In the hot shower, Lea took a few minutes to actually consider that possibility. She knew she was mainly into men and wouldn't consider a romantic relationship with a woman. Then again, a quick shower or a romp in bed? Why not?

Lea was hot all over, and not just because of the shower, when she heard the bathroom door open. "Gabriel?" she whispered softly, just in case he was not sleepwalking, but simply drowsily going to the bathroom. No answer. Then he pulled the curtains completely opened. Lea saw that he was still dressed with his pyjamas and wasn't even really looking at her. Lea knew that if her son saw her naked, awake, his eyes would roam from her breasts to her pussy in less than a second.

But Gabriel simply seemed lost. He paused there for a moment and then, still fully dressed, climbed in the shower with her. Lea laughed as he shook for a moment and got thoroughly wet in a matter of seconds. Aroused as she had been, she didn't even care that she was fully naked in front of her son. She saw him pantomiming taking a shower, washing his hair without any shampoo and then rubbing real soap all over his body. A minute later his pyjamas were covered in soap and he looked quite ridiculous. She briefly thought about getting out but it was too funny to miss. And, she would admit to herself later, being naked in front of her son was exciting!

When his hand gently and accidentally bumped into her belly, he froze for a moment. With his face still expressionless he grabbed the soap again and began lathering her up. Lea moaned and shivered as his hands moved all over her body. At first he was doing a sexless wash, but soon he distinctly focused on her breasts, pussy and ass. The first time he slipped his soaping fingers deep between her asscheeks, sliding over her asshole, Lea groaned with pleasure and grabbed him in her arms.

It was then that she felt his erection against her. And it seemed that he felt it too. Pausing for a moment his exquisite attention to detail while cleaning her ass, he pushed his slippery hands between their bodies and pushed his pants down. When he stood back up, she felt his hard cock slap against her pussy before moving higher. Short as she was, the tip of his erection was now nestled between her breasts. Between her soap covered breasts.

Gabriel grabbed both her breasts, pressed them together and began fucking them. If the slap of that solid cock against her drenched pussy had made Lea dizzy, feeling him fuck her glorious tits was overwhelming. She failed at resisting for a long moment before, finally, managing to push him away. She then turned around and didn't manage to stop herself from bending forward to close the water.

Before she could do that, she felt his cock pressing against her pussy again. "Fuck!" she cried before pulling away awkwardly. She ended up slipping and found herself sitting in front of her son, his erection inches away from her mouth. Reflexively she opened her mouth in shock and extreme arousal. "What a wonderful cock!" she thought. So big and looking so damned hard! Lea stared at the tip of the cock and salivated.

She was as vulnerable as she had ever been since he began sleepwalking again. But Gabriel wasn't sufficiently aware of what was going on to properly take advantage of the situation. Despite the opened mouth in front of him, he simply began to masturbate right in front of his mother. Seeing him beat his cock like this, so close to her, froze Lea in place. "Gabriel!" she tried her motherly voice again, knowing that she had to get out of here quickly. Gabriel slowed down and moved backwards slightly, but he didn't stop. Sex overwhelmed her authority. Luckily she managed to get up but was still trapped between his body and the wall.

Lea was breathing fast, more aroused than she had been in a long time and every instinct in her body screamed at her to let him fuck her. He probably wouldn't remember a thing. That was a very nice cock and she was sure he would pound into her until she creamed all over that incestuous shaft. But, heroically, she managed to restrain from doing just that. On the other hand, Gabriel reached his own climax and sprayed his sperm all over his mother's breasts and belly.

Lea had already been far down the road into this strange sexual thing with her son. She had tried to wrap her head around it, tried to accept her feelings all the while knowing that they were unacceptable. When she felt his sperm landing on her breasts, then her belly and one blast almost up to her chin, she froze. Not in fear, not in disgust. She froze, mouth opened, in lust. In sheer, unadulterated, lust. Seeing him beating his meat, watching every jet of sperm spew from his cock onto her skin, seeing him stare at her cum-covered breasts like an animal in rut... Lea's own repressed desires unveiled themselves.

She knelt down again and opened her mouth. She was breathing hard, ready for anything and admitted to herself that she wanted her son's cock inside her. But while she received one last and small blob of cum on her cheek, Gabriel pulled back. She was shaking when she finally got out of the shower, overwhelmed with lust and her failed attempt at repressing her feelings. She now knew, without a doubt, that she lusted after her own son. Truly. She would fuck him senseless if she had the chance. Yet, even faced with that knowledge, she knew she had to resist. She had been lucky he had pulled back.

Lea had never felt like this before in her life, dazed with conflicting emotions. Almost mechanically she helped him remove his top, dried him clean and guided him to his bed. Before covering him with his blankets, she stared at his half-hard cock and licked her lips. She actually licked her lips! She hurried back out of his room and went back to the bathroom. Staring at herself in the mirror, she looked like a damned pornstar with her son's sperm still shining on her body. She cleaned herself up, but couldn't resist taking a taste of the last blob of sperm she found. The thrill! The immense thrill of tasting her son's sperm... Oh great Gods she was going to hell!

Lea was too shaken to really masturbate even though her pussy was leaking all over her inner thighs. She fell asleep in this fey mood only to wake up hours later, in the middle of the night, a burning desire glowing between her legs. In mere moments she was climaxing, a mind boggling orgasm that left her breathless and exhausted. "What the fuck am I going to do with this?" she thought as she went back to sleep after this brief explosion.

When, the next morning, Gabriel came to the kitchen and said "Mom, I think I'm sleepwalking again." Lea almost choked on her cereals.

"What?" she managed to ask.

"Yeah. I woke up naked! And all clean!" he replied, a grin on his face. "I think I took a shower during the night!"

"That's impossible!" Lea replied, suddenly very nervous. But his expression held no deviousness, no shiftiness. "I would have heard you." she added, still holding her breath back as if in a fight or flight response.

"I'm serious!" he said, giving her a quick hug.

That in itself was strange, as he hadn't done that in the morning for a long while. And given that he was only wearing a pair of boxers, it meant that Lea found her face pressed against his pecs. "I'm telling you mom, I took a shower last night! I almost remember it, as if in a dream... It felt so damned good in there too!"

Lea was mortified. He was going to figure it out. Shit! "Are you sure you simply didn't take your clothes off? And the water, sure it wasn't sweat from too many blankets?"

"Maybe... but still..."

He didn't seemed to preoccupied, and through this discussion, he never looked at her strangely, nor tried to ask leading questions. She looked at him as he made his toasts, strangely divided between anguish and desire. He was, after all, barely clothed. So was she, incidentally. Looking down, she could see her nipples poking rather obviously. "Fuck!" she thought, shaking her head.

"What?" he asked.

Lea looked up quickly, not believing that she had said that out loud. And, hadn't she caught him looking at her breasts? "Nothing, dear..."

"Dear?" he looked up, surprised. "How sweet mom! You haven't called me that in a while!"

And with that he came and gave her another hug, pulled her against his powerful chest once again. Lea found herself feeling suddenly a lot warmer, and she knew she had to leave the kitchen. This was crazy! Never before in her life had she felt this conflicted about anything. She was absolutely convinced that he didn't remember anything. If he did, he wouldn't be so candid about it. After all, he had shot his load all over his mother!

The day went by with the speed of a sleepy snail. Lea couldn't stop thinking about her son's cock, his sperm on her body, in her mouth, the fact that she had opened her mouth to suck him... She was in a storm of emotions she couldn't control. But most of all she was burning up with lust. In a last attempt at controlling herself, she went to bed really early that night, hoping that if her son sleepwalked, he would simply go back to bed. Things didn't turn out that way though.

Lea was in her bed, completely naked, furiously masturbating when she suddenly heard her son walking around. He went to the bathroom, went downstairs and finally walked back up. When Lea heard him open the door to her room, she sighed, knowing she was finished. Her heart was pounding and she was trembling as he slipped under the blankets with her. Immediately he turned towards her and kissed her. A long, passionate, wet kiss that shook her to her core. And she had already been boiling with lust...

Her fires ignited when she felt her son's tongue in her mouth. It was so damned forbidden, immoral and illegal as well... but Lea was floored by how wonderful it felt. Naughty, sure. Incredibly arousing, damn right! She pushed her tongue under his, feeling the delicate flesh there before sliding back up over and against his. He was moving slower than she was, and so she had free reign over that kiss.

He opened his mouth wide when she sucked on his tongue and pulled it into her mouth. Angling her head at 90 degrees from his, Lea pushed in closer and closed her lips around the deeper, fleshier part of his tongue. Coming up for air briefly, Lea swallowed and realized that she was tasting her son for the very first time. She dove back in and kissed him even harder, losing herself in the moment. She was breathless, her mouth covered by her saliva as she finally pulled away.

Lea then reached down between them and pulled his hard cock from his pants. They were both on their sides, face to face, and Lea lifted her upper leg just slightly and groaned when she felt his cock touching her pussy. For the second time. Yet this time, she would not let it pull away: she grabbed her son's hips and pulled him towards her, sliding his cock against her wet pussy. Gabriel would not let it pull away either: just as she was pulling him against her, Gabriel arched his cock forward.

Lea moaned as she felt his cock slip against her lips, but the angle wasn't ideal and the tip pushed further between her thighs. By now she had lowered her leg back, knowing that his cock was more than long enough for this particular position. After a few such penetrations of her thighs, with his cock thoroughly lubricated and its tip squeezing between her buttocks, Lea grinned. She remembered making quite a few men cum with just such a move. All of her lovers had loved her smooth thighs!

Lea was torn: would she let him climax like this and go back to his room? Would she let him slip inside her this quickly? Would she mount him in cowgirl style? Would she push him back and eat that wonderful cock? In any case, Lea could have remained like this until the end of the damned world! The sweet pressure of her son's cock on her pussy was intoxicating. But then she felt him bucking.

Deciding to enjoy this night as much as she could, she pushed him on his back, releasing his cock from the warm and wet embrace. She turned around next to him and then straddled his face, ending up with her own face above his cock. Looking down, her heart lurched when she realized that she was ready for a damned 69 with her son! She wanted to fall on his cock like a damned bird of prey, but she also wanted to make the most of this moment! She decided against taking his cock into her mouth immediately. Instead, she lowered herself slowly until his mouth touched her lips.

Reflexively he began kissing her pussy and soon his tongue was lapping her up. He was inexperienced and going way too fast, but Lea was overwhelmed anyway. Her pussy was being eaten by her son! Staring at his cock as he kept eating her, Lea saw it pulsing and twitching even though nothing was touching it. Had he been awake he could have masturbated, or, of course, asked her to suck him. But she wanted to wait until her own pleasure would begin to crest.

Lea knew that her son was still sleeping because his arms were still resting on the bed. Any conscious man would have grabbed her hips to guide her. But Gabriel was simply licking her. Incongruously she looked at the clock and saw that she had been enjoying this cunni for at least 15 minutes. No wonder she was beginning to be dizzy with pleasure! As she was laughing like a madwoman about it, she suddenly felt her pleasure rising significantly and she risked a "Just a bit slower my dear..." and he complied. "Push just slightly harder with your— Oh Gods yes, just like that honey!"

Lea's world began to spin as her climax rushed up from deep between her legs. Finally she let herself fall upon that amazing cock, still twitching, ready for the taking. She heard her son groan as she took it into her mouth. But his tongue didn't even pause on her pussy. With her son's tongue on her pussy and his cock in her mouth, Lea's entire body was buzzing with pleasure. She had never felt this way, not even in her sexual glory days, not even when she had three people pleasuring her at the same time. This was completely insane and she knew she would explode in a matter of seconds.

Some part of her mind knew that Gabriel would probably wake up as he climaxed. And Lea didn't care anymore. The climax that had been boiling over was suddenly triggered and she spasmed over her son's body. This uncontrolled movement pushed her son's cock much deeper into her mouth and she almost gagged as she climaxed. This sudden penetration evidently pushed her son over the edge as well and Lea grinned as he began ejaculating into her mouth.

The feel and taste of her son's cum in her mouth pushed her into even higher levels of pleasure. Lea felt her body suddenly becoming covered with sweat and she felt burning hot as her orgasm ravaged her entire body. Shit! She even felt her toes curling with so much pleasure! Every time she drank a gulp of her son's sperm, her body spasmed again, adding to her pleasure.

Lea didn't know how long his cock and sperm stretched her climax, but when she pulled away and collapsed on the bed, she was panting, utterly drained. But not her son. Gabriel, still looking dazed and sleepwalking despite his climax, sat and knelt on the bed. His cock was still hard, glistening with her saliva. He looked lost for a moment, yet suddenly he turned towards her.

Gasping in surprise, Lea saw him grabbing her hips, turning her around and pulling her around until she was more or less a normal sleeping position. But she gasped again when he pushed her legs opened and lay upon her. Seconds later she felt his wet cock finding her drenched pussy, and he pushed up. Lea's mouth opened in a silent scream as she felt her son's cock parting her lips and splitting her pussy open. When he arched until he sheathed himself completely, Lea screamed as she was, once more, overwhelmed with pleasure.

And at the same time, Gabriel opened his eyes. He had been having another of those wet dreams, imagining a stranger's mouth on his cock. A second later he was shocked to see that he was actually fucking a girl. A woman to be precise. When he looked up and saw that he was fucking his mother, he felt an explosion deep in his chest. He had been fantasizing about this for years, had written stories about it and it was his most shameful secret.

Yet, despite his shock, he could see that his sweat-covered mother wasn't sleeping and wasn't angry. In fact, she seemed overwhelmed by pleasure and was constantly whispering his name. Clearly he had been sleepwalking through the first part of this night. He pulled back until he was almost completely out of her pussy, said "Hello mom..." before hilting himself a second time. Gabriel grinned wolfishly when he saw his mom's reaction. She gasped and opened her eyes wide, staring at him.

He could see the lust burning in her eyes. When he began ploughing into her he saw her eyes glazing over with pleasure, rolling back into her head. She may have been awake, but he was now a lot more aware than she was. Realizing that he had missed the initial penetration, he stopped and pulled his cock out. Spreading his legs wide and balancing himself on one arm, he grabbed his cock with his free hand and slapped it against his mother's pussy a few times. Looking down, he couldn't believe just how wet his cock and mother's pussy were. Even her thighs were drenched! Had he eaten her pussy before waking up?

This was something he'd have to discover later. Right now he guided his cock back against his mother's hole and pushed in. Even though it wasn't his first penetration, he savored it completely. Her lips were soft and felt like pliable rubber beneath his cock. When he felt his cock sliding right against her opening, he closed his eyes and released his cock. Slowly he pushed in, trying to fully enjoy and appreciate the deluge of sensations that were flooding him.

Once he couldn't go any further, he opened his thighs again. This time it was to push his mother's and when she pulled her legs up, he felt himself go even deeper until he reached her cervix. Mother and son both groaned as they each felt it. "Grab your ankles..." he suddenly growled. As soon as she did, Gabriel began pounding her like a madman. He could feel her body shaking with his thrusts, hear the wet slap on his thighs against hers, his balls against her asshole... Yet through all that he was focused on one single thing: the incredible sensation of his cock pistoning in and out of his very own mother's pussy.

He remained like this for a long time, eventually realizing that he must have climaxed once before waking up, otherwise he wouldn't have lasted this long. By now he was covered in sweat just like his mother, and he was intoxicated both by his own pleasure and by the continuous flow of moans and groans that flowed out of his mother's mouth.

He reached up under her and grabbed a fistful of her hair before tugging on it. Not too hard. Gabriel may have been a virgin less than an hour ago, but he knew the difference between porn and real life. He felt a momentary twinge of fear when his mother stopped breathing in surprise, but then she moaned even harder. He pulled her head back until she grabbed his arm and kept fucking her like this.

As he did, he began whispering to her "I've been dreaming of this for so long mom... You're a damned goddess! My damned goddess! Every time you came out of the shower with just a tank top on... Or that you worked on your garden, on all fours, with just a bikini on... Or, during the evenings, when your dressing gown wasn't properly closed and I could see your nipple..." He growled before adding "All I wanted to do was rip those clothes off and fuck your brains out! I wanted to see you sweat, hear you climax as I pounded you into the wall... Shit!"

After he stopped, Gabriel grabbed his mother and pulled her up. It helped that she was so tiny! Lifting her up, he carried her until she was pressed against the wall. As soon as he was holding her up securely with one hand opened on her ass, he guided his cock back inside her with the other. As he pushed back all the way inside her, his mom wrapped her legs around his waist and held onto his neck with her arms.

He then grabbed her ass with both hands and resumed fucking her as hard as he could. This time, when he heard the sound of her body slamming against the wall, just like in his fantasies, he felt his climax rising. With her burning hot skin against his, with both of them sweaty from so damned much pleasure, Gabriel knew he was going to explode and fill his mom's pussy with his sperm.

When he did, he leaned forward and kissed her. The after taste of his own cum in her mouth simply triggered a more powerful climax as he learned that she had sucked his cock. Gabriel felt all the muscles in his body tensing up in what was going to be a fucking earthquake of a climax. He now knew he had cummed before, but when the first shot of his sperm slipped deep into his mother's pussy, he knew his fantasies had come true.

When Lea felt her son kissing her, her climax triggered. Earlier when he had awakened, Lea had feared she'd have a heart attack. She had been discovered! Her son would know that she was a depraved mother. But when he pushed back inside her, then forced her to lift her legs until that wonderful cock of his reached the bottom of her pussy... Christ!

She knew that she had lost control. What little control she'd had. She wasn't faced with a sleepwalking erection anymore. Oh no. This was a man. A young and inexperienced one, but a man nonetheless. And then he had pulled on her head, instinctively showing his dominance. Lea had almost climaxed right there! A few more penetrations and that would have been it! Instead, he pulled her up and manhandled her until she was up against the wall, feeling his big cock inside her again.

And finally the kiss... Shit! What a kiss! While their long first one had been amazing, Gabriel had been pretty much asleep. The second time he hadn't bee. Feeling him respond more vividly to her tongue had been more than enough. Lea felt herself climaxing in sync with her son and knew that this would forever change her life. Eventually Gabriel slowed down and stopped, pulling his cock from her. As he did, she heard a clear "pop" and then the sound of a rush of his sperm leaking from her pussy to fall on the ground. That only added to the utter nastiness of that night. When he crashed on her bed with a large grin on her face, Lea thought "Oh no my dear... this is not over!"

She climbed upon him, walked on all four until her breasts were right above his face. She knew his cock had already begun to deflate, yet she also knew that he was only 18 years old. It would recover. And soon. And like all men, she also knew that Gabriel was obsessed by her breasts. Looking down at her breasts, as they dangled heavily above his head, she saw a drop of sweat dripping from the tip of her nipple, right onto his cheek. Gods this fucking had been good!

Leaning forward, seeing Gabriel breathing hard, Lea laughed when he began kissing and licking her breasts. Despite his exhaustion and despite the fact that he was in his refractory period, Gabriel was hungry for her breasts... Just like every man she had ever met. Even though she was on the verge of hitting forty and even though she had always had very heavy breasts, Lea's breasts were still full. Even hanging down like this, they didn't look stretched at all. In fact, she could barely see her son's face beneath them!

But she could sure feel him! He was now roaming and ravaging every last inch of her mountains. Sucking on her nipples, licking the hot line between the underside of her breasts and her torso, then going back up to her nipple, motorboating the space between them... Her son was losing himself in her breasts. Lea was beginning to feel a burning sensation between her shoulders, and realized that they had been having sex for a very long time! But suddenly she felt the thick and heavy slap of his cock right between her asscheeks and knew it was time to finish this.

She pulled away from his mouth and moved off of him until she was on all fours, with her lower legs sticking out of the bed. "Get behind me and fuck me until I scream your name!" she growled. And Gabriel happily complied. She felt him part of her pussy again and hoped he would fuck her for hours like this. When she got the guy to maintain the perfect angle, this was Lea's favorite position. She had learned quickly that she had a very sensitive g-spot, or in any case that the flesh between the inside of her pussy and her clit was thin.

As soon as she felt him place his hands on her hips to fuck her, she rotated her hips until her son's long cock hit her just the right way. If she had been a man, such intense stimulation would have made her climax in minutes. Ten minutes at most after two climaxes. But she wasn't a man. Lea was a woman who had learned to explore her sexuality. She knew she could enjoy a plateau of pleasure for a very long time.

And it seemed that after two climaxes, Gabriel was also in for the long run. Soon Lea was moaning "More! Harder! Deeper!" continuously, driving her son to new heights of pleasure. Eventually she couldn't hold her weight anymore and crashed on the bed, her ass in the air as her son kept ploughing her. She was drenched with sweat, was panting like an animal and soon would be overwhelmed by so much pleasure! Looking up, she saw that dawn was shining through the window. They had fucked all night long?

She decided to push Gabriel over the edge. "So, my lovely son, how does it feel to fuck your mom?" He grunted, but was way past the time when he could have answered. She added "How's your mommy's sweet pussy? Did you like sucking on my full breasts?" When she felt his rhythm starting to break, she laughed and allowed herself to climax. Once again they climaxed together and they both screamed each other's names.

They collapsed into a sweaty mess on her bed and took a long time to recover. But as soon as they did, they nestled up together and almost immediately fell asleep in each other's arms. What the morning would bring, none of them knew. But as they kissed each other a few times before drowsing off, they both realized that this wasn't just an accidental one nighter.