ROSEI was showered, dressed, and out of the house before my son Sam was awake on Monday morning. Because my car was still in the garage for repairs, my friend Anthea picked me up by for our start-of-the-week chat in the cafe next to the store.The clock struck ten as we walked in the revolving doors and spotted a vacant table in the corner. Anthea bought our drinks and, as she set them on the table, said, “So, hun, how's t...

Sam and I had a long lie-in on Sunday morning. We’d been up doing naughty things with Dawn and Jacob until just after two that morning and we didn’t need to do much but relax, eat, and laze about. Not that this was going to be a normal Sunday.About eleven, I had a shower and headed downstairs to start preparing and cooking dinner. The smell of cooking seemed to rouse Sam. Just after noon, he was up and in the shower.Next...

About fifty or so yards away, the inter-village under-eighteen football teams were warming up for their match. It was still warm and I sipped cool water from a plastic bottle as I viewed the boys through my tinted shades.When the referee blew his whistle to start the game, I was one of many adults, mostly parents, who’d come to cheer on their sons. I was excited, not so much about the game or who would win — but at seeing...

**Overnight Heat.** One Friday night, Katie’s son Dan came to my house for a stay over with my son Sam. Because there isn’t a spare bedroom, the two sixteen-year-olds were having to share the double bed in Sam's room. Around one in the morning, I needed to go to the bathroom. I slipped on my light bathrobe and quietly tiptoed along the landing, trying not to disturb the boys. On my way back, I noticed a dim light shining...

A Night To Remember SAM’S VIEW During the summer, my mother and I were invited for a weekend stay with Katie Grace and her son Dan, my best mate. My mother is older than Katie but they’re very good friends and my mother has always helped her tackle the harder issues in life, particularly those affecting a single mum. What I didn’t know was that some of those problems and issues were sexual. As a single mom after my dad le...

The noise coming from my son’s bedroom was getting rather too loud and I was about to go upstairs and tell him to quieten down when I had to answer the telephone in the lounge. “Hello.” “Hi Rose, it’s Carmen… hello, can you hear me? Rose?” “Hang on Carmen,” I told my sister and put the receiver down on the table. I walked out of the lounge and, at the bottom of the stairs, I shouted, “Sam, Sam… turn the noise down up ther...

Taboo Passions Unleashed. After reading previous chapters, you’ll know that I’ve had sex a few times with my sixteen-year-old son Sam and that it greatly excited both of us. I became relaxed about it but I also wanted to excite him even further. So, in our remote home, I became very laissez-faire about my attire around Sam. Unless we had visitors, when I’d dress conservatively, my tops were low and I wore very short dress...

In the kitchen. Monday morning and, as usual, I'm the first person to get up. Downstairs, I make a cup of coffee and sit at the kitchen table thinking about yesterday’s session with my sixteen-year-old son — and forming a plan to fuck him in here.Before we’d first fucked, I’d become used to Sam flirting with me around the house and the kitchen seemed to be one of his special places. If I was at the sink washing dishes, he...

I love weekends, it’s a time when I can relax. Not surprisingly, on this particular Saturday morning, I awoke thinking back to the previous night’s fucking with my hot sixteen-year-old son. It was the first time I’d had Sam in my bed and thinking about what we’d done with each other, soon got me wet and horny. I wanted Sam to know how much I’d enjoyed it. Out of bed, I walked past his room on the way to have a shower. Sam...

My husband left me years ago and, at the time this story begins, I was thirty-five years old. I’d been feeling horny for most of this particular day but I still hadn’t done anything to satisfy my arousal before my teenage son came home after visiting friends.At sixteen years old, Sam was tall with a medium build that wasn’t too muscular, and he kept his black hair short. He was fit — didn’t smoke — and was extremely well...