Patti had never been as shocked as she was right now. She quickly realized she had passed by some unseen line in the sand, and her life would never be the same. She blushed bright red. "Stevie! Oh, god! I didn't mean for this to happen!" she cried, then began to sob deeply.
As Patti sobbed, she couldn't bear to look at her son. She couldn't believe she had given into her lust, with her son sleeping in the same bed right next to her!
"Mom, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to..." Steve's voice trailed off. He didn't know what to say. He had just jacked off and came on his mom. He could see his cum on the bed between them, and knew some of it was on her.
Patti rolled off the bed and hurried out of the room. She turned and went into the bathroom down the hall, shutting the door behind her. Tears ran down her cheeks as she sat down on the floor. She had masturbated, thinking of sucking her own son's cock, and got herself off. She's also done it in front of her son. She felt as she must be the worst and most wicked mother there ever was.
Steve lay back on his mom's bed. He'd just watched his mom get off fingering her pussy, and he'd shot his cum onto her, but her reaction wasn't what he had hoped for. The sight of her crying had made him feel like he was the world's biggest heel. She'd lost her husband, and now she'd found out that her only son was a pervert!
With a heavy sigh, Steve got up and walked down towards the bathroom. He could hear his mom still crying through the door. He knocked quietly on the door. "Mom, are you ok? He asked.
From the bathroom her quiet voice came, "I'm ok, Stevie. Just give me a little bit of time, please."
Steve started to speak, but then realized he had no idea of what to say. He sighed, turned and went down the hall to his room and shut the door. He sank into his desk chair and looked down at his feet. He saw he still had a drop of cum on his cock, and without thinking wiped it away.
Patti gradually stopped crying. She stood up and ran some cold water and filled the sink. She bent over and plunged her face into the water, and then straightened up, the water running down the front of her nightgown. She reached for the towel and dried her face, then looked in the mirror. She could see her own face, pale from the shock of what had just happened. The wet nightgown had turned see-through with the water that had run down her chest. She absently noted her nipples were hard as rocks...
Patti sat down on the toilet seat with her face in her hands. She couldn't imagine what her son was thinking. Patti also wasn't sure where this was going to lead. Was she going to let her own son know that she was a slut? A dirty whore that needed sex?
Steve pulled on a pair of running shorts and a t-shirt. He went downstairs and headed to the kitchen. He poured a glass of juice and sat at the table, thinking. He had no idea of what his mom was thinking about, or what she thought about him. After the night he had came home and found her tied to the sawhorse, he's had all sorts of fantasies about her. Now, he just didn't know what to think.
Slowly, Patti pulled herself together. She got up and washed her face with warm water and soap. She looked into the mirror again and saw herself. Patti could still see her breasts through the damp nightgown. She could also see her son's cum on her nightgown. She pulled the nightgown over her head and walked down the hall and back into her room. Dropping the nightgown on the floor she look down and saw her son's cum on the front of her panties. A wave of lust pushed through her body, radiating from her pussy. Putting her lust aside, she pulled on a robe and headed down to the kitchen.
She found her son sitting at the table in the adjoining dining roof, a glass of juice in front of him. He had a completely blank look on his face as he sat there, staring at the juice.
"Stevie, do you want me to make you something to eat?" she asked quietly.
She watched as he said nothing, but shook his head.
Patti sat down in the chair next to him at the table. "Stevie, we need to talk."
"Ok" was all he said.
"Stevie, I'm sorry about what happened. I know that was very inappropriate for me to do in front of you. What you did was only a natural reaction for a young man. I'm sorry I'm such a bad mom" Patti said softly.
Steve hadn't had any reaction until she got to the part about being a bad mom. "You're not a bad mom! It was all my fault"
"No, baby! It was all my fault! I just can't control myself." cried Patti.
They sat in silence for a couple of moments. Finally, Patti said, "Stevie, I need to be totally honest with you. It's just you and me, now Do you want to hear the truth?"
Steve said nothing, but just nodded, yes.
"Ok, I think you know I didn't have the happiest marriage with your father?"
"Yes, I know that" said Steve,
"I loved your Dad in some ways, but in bed wasn't one of those ways. I had a lot higher sex drive than your Dad did. Another thing was that he wasn't really able to satisfy me. He wasn't big enough. So, we ended up doing things that satisfied both of us, as much as possible."
Steve sat there silently, just nodding.
"Well, since he died I haven't had any release of all that feeling that has been building up. Then I woke up this morning, and you were in bed with me and I just had to do it. I know it was wrong, but you were there, and looked so strong and I just couldn't control myself. I don't blame you for what you did; after all I led you on."
"Mom, I don't..." Steve began.
"Stevie, I'm not done yet. I'm ashamed of what I did this morning, with my own son there, but I just couldn't control myself, and it may happen again. I just have to get off and when I do, I do."
"It's the way I am Stevie. I know it's dirty, but it's the way I am and I've always been. I guess that's why your Dad and I drank so much. We just couldn't meet each other's needs completely and now he's gone and you're all I have left. I hope you don't hate me."
Steve sat there in stunned silence. It wasn't everyday your mom told you that she was a nympho. Then he did the best thing he could have done. "Mom, I love you: he said.
Patti heard the words, "Mom, I love you." Then, she burst into tears.
Steve wasn't prepared for that and he stood up, bent over and put his arms around his mom.
Patti cried for a minute or so, and then looked up at her son with a tentative smile on her face. "I love you, Stevie. I love you so much!"
"Mom, I am the man of the house now, right?"
"Yes, baby. You are that."
"Ok, then, I'll be your man,"
"Oh Stevie! I'm not sure we should..." she said, then paused in mid-sentence.
"Look, Mom, am I going to be the man of the house or not? Steve asked.
"Yes, but you don't need to do that!"
"Maybe I don't, buy maybe I want to."
With that, Steve pulled his Mom up into his arms and kissed her.
Patti struggled with her feeling for a moment, then responded and kissed him back.
She looked up into his eyes and asked softly, "Stevie, are you absolutely sure you want to go there. If we do, there may be no going back to the way we are being mother and son."
"I'm sure!" he said firmly.
Steve kissed his Mom again and she responded. Patti felt flushed with lust. It felt so good to have a strong, male body against hers. She could feel her nipples harden and her pussy starting to get wet. She could also feel her Stevie's cock hardening under his shorts.
Steve finally pulled his lips away from hers. "I want you, Mom. I want you now!" His hands dropped to the tie on her robe and untied it. With the tie gone, her robe gaped open, revealing her naked body. He pushed the robe off her shoulders and dipped his head to take one of her hard nipples between his lips and sucked hard on it. His hand kneaded this other bare breast, pinching the free nipple between his fingers.
"Ohhhh!" Patti moaned. He hands ran through his hair, stroking his hair as he sucked on her breast. She kissed the top of his head and wrapped her arms around him, trapping his head against her breast.
