I was forty three when my husband died suddenly. That left my son Jacob and I to fend for ourselves. With both of us working it was a chore to make ends meet. On top of that I was getting frustrated sexually. I had no man to take care of my needs. Sometimes I would hear Jacob in his bedroom when he had the door closed. I knew he was masturbating.
It took all my self control not to walk in on him. One Saturday morning I finished showering. As I walked down the hallway I heard Jacob moaning and I could hear him sliding his hand up and down his shaft. I stood outside his door and I reached down. I began to finger myself. My pussy was drenched from my juices. I guess I lost control of myself. I opened the bedroom door.
There was Jacob naked on his back. He was pulling on his cock and it looked enormous. We just looked at each other for a moment. I walked into the room. My eyes were on his erect shaft. Jacob kept stroking himself. It was if he were inviting me to join him. I climbed up onto the bed. We really didn't say a word to each other. I climbed up over Jacob's midsection. I was directly over his mushroom. I slowly lowered myself until I felt the tip of his cock.
Jacob placed his hands on my hips. He pushed down until he was filling me with his rock hard cock. We just lost it together. I was sliding up and down his hard prick and Jacob was lifting up his ass from the bed. It felt like he was splitting me apart. I think I cried out for Jacob to fuck me hard.
"Your're mine now Mom!" He told me.