The den

The weekend stretched out before me, an empty expanse of time with my husband away on another of his frequent business trips. My son Alex had gone out clubbing with his friends, leaving me alone in the quiet house. I decided to make myself a cocktail and relax in the den, flipping through channels until I landed on a pornographic film.

As I sipped my drink, I watched the couples onscreen engaging in all manner of depraved acts. The alcohol started to take effect, making my body feel warm and tingly. Before long, I was quite tipsy and found myself dozing off on the plush leather couch.

I awoke with a start to the sensation of something hard pressing against my backside. My eyes fluttered open just a slit and I saw that I was still in the den, but now my silk dressing gown had come undone, revealing my tanned breasts. Behind me, Alex's naked body was pressed close, his rigid cock nestled between my ass cheeks.

"Mmm, what's going on?" I mumbled groggily, playing dumb even as a thrill of forbidden excitement raced through me. My son's naked body felt so good against mine, his hardness poking into me insistently.

Shifting position, Alex moved around to face me. "Fuck, Mom, you're so hot," he growled, eyeing my exposed breasts. "I've been wanting to do this for so long..."

I gasped as he shoved a hand into my panties, fingers stroking over my slick folds. "Ahhh, no, please..." I protested weakly even as my hips bucked into his touch. "We can't..."

But my feeble protests only seemed to spur him on. He yanked down my panties and spread my thighs apart. Grabbing his throbbing erection, he positioned himself at my entrance. "Fuck, I'm going to ruin you for any other man," he snarled before thrusting forward, spearing into my wet heat.

"Ahhh!" I cried out at the sudden invasion, feeling him stretch me wide. He began pounding into me ruthlessly, the force rocking the couch. "No, please...stop..." I whimpered even as I wrapped my legs around him.

My lack of resistance only encouraged him further. He pummeled into me harder, grunting and groaning with each powerful thrust. "Take it, you fucking slut!" he bellowed. "I'm going to fill your cunt with my cum!"

I bit my lip to stifle a moan as I felt him swell inside me, his orgasm approaching. With a final, brutal slam, he erupted, pumping me full of his hot seed.

I lay limp and unresisting as he shuddered and gasped over me, his spent cock softening inside my well-used pussy. After a moment, he pulled out and tucked himself away before giving my ass a firm smack.

"Fuck, Mom, that was intense," he said with a shaky laugh as he headed for the door. "You have no idea how long I've wanted to do that..."

He walked out without another word, leaving me to collect myself and try to process what had just happened. My body thrummed with satisfaction even as shame and horror slowly seeped in. How could I have let my own son use me like that? Pretending to be asleep had only made it seem more like a dream - an erotic fantasy come true.

Yet as I slowly regained my senses, I knew it had been all too real. The sticky wetness between my thighs was undeniable proof of what I had let happen. And a part of me yearned for more, craving the forbidden pleasure of my son's cock stretching me