[M/S] Sharing a room with my son [Reddit r/incest]
Posted: Tue Jan 18, 2022 10:17 am
[M/S] Sharing a room with my son
By u/UpsetConcentrate6741
#Mom / Son
Part 1: A Confession:
English is not my first language, I'll do my best to make this readable.
I'm a single mother, my son has lived with me his entire life. After I lost my job in 2020 we moved closer to the city, renting a small one bedroom apartment. My son and I ended up sharing a bedroom, we sleep in separate beds on the opposite sides of the room. It was a big adjustment for both of us, our privacy was completely gone.
Growing up I've always given myself an orgasm before bed, I've done this for most of my life. There was a short period were I stopped doing it while I was married. My marriage didn't last long, I started doing it again shortly after. I don't watch pornography, but I do like reading smut while I touch myself.
Sharing a room with my son complicated things, I tried masturbating in the shower to get some relief but my need for an orgasm before bed was a habit at this point in my life, I had trouble sleeping. We shared a room for almost half a year before I had the courage to masturbate in my bed for the first time.
I didn't think about my son while I touched myself, I wasn't doing it because it was risky. I did it because I needed it. Masturbating with my son in the room was difficult, even in the dark our bedroom is still partially lit by a light outside the window. Hiding the movement of my hand between my legs wasn't the only challenge. I needed to work slowly or risk him hearing my wetness.
I masturbated with him in the room for almost a month before I noticed his blanket rising and falling between his legs one night. My stomach twisted when I realised he was masturbating too. It scared me senseless, I had no idea if he was simply pleasuring himself in the middle of the night because he was horny, or because he had heard me and was turned on by it. I didn't want to know, so I never brought it up with him.
I watched him masturbate in his bed for a couple of nights, never saying a word. I had no idea how a conversation like that would even go, besides I had no right to be upset with him because I was doing the same thing, whether he knew it or not. So I kept my mouth shut and watched him masturbate, slowly getting more comfortable with it.
After a while I started masturbating again, I guess at that point we were masturbating together. My son started caring less if he made noise while he pleasured himself. I could not only see him masturbating underneath the covers, I could hear him. The first night it happened I was upset with him, the second night I was curious. The third night I stopped hiding the movement of my hand underneath my covers too.
I could tell that he had noticed me, there was a pause before he started stroking again, much slower this time. I should have stopped, but I didn't. Being able to move my hand with more mobility allowed me to pleasure myself the way I wanted, not the way I had to while I was hiding. My orgasm was powerful, for the first time I let out a slow breath of pleasure where he could hear me.
Once I achieved orgasm my son started to stroke himself faster, I wondered if he was waiting for me to finish before finishing himself. He waited for my orgasm again the next night, I liked that a lot. It became something unspoken between the two of us, something we did together. I became more comfortable with him, I even stopped hiding the sounds my vagina makes when I'm wet. It is very erotic knowing that he listens to me while he strokes himself.
With the season changing our bedroom became warmer during the evenings, we would masturbate underneath our blankets before kicking them off after we're done. I was the first one to masturbate on top of the covers, I felt such an incredible rush. The next evening he too masturbated on top of the covers, that was the first time I saw his erect penis.
Things have escalated a lot these last couple of days. We've both take our clothes off before masturbating, staring at each other in the darkness while we touch ourselves. We don't hide our breathing or the sounds our bodies make. If I feel like moaning, I moan. He does the same.
My son tries to time his orgasms with mine, he's successful most nights. When we're done I leave to void my bladder and wash between my legs before dressing for bed. I'm aware that he's able to see my naked body for a second or two when I turn the bathroom light on, I don't mind him looking at me.
I don't have any interest in my son sexually, I just enjoy masturbating with him. If it ever seems like he wants something more I'll have to talk with him about it, but until then I don't want anything to change.
By u/UpsetConcentrate6741
#Mom / Son
Part 1: A Confession:
English is not my first language, I'll do my best to make this readable.
I'm a single mother, my son has lived with me his entire life. After I lost my job in 2020 we moved closer to the city, renting a small one bedroom apartment. My son and I ended up sharing a bedroom, we sleep in separate beds on the opposite sides of the room. It was a big adjustment for both of us, our privacy was completely gone.
Growing up I've always given myself an orgasm before bed, I've done this for most of my life. There was a short period were I stopped doing it while I was married. My marriage didn't last long, I started doing it again shortly after. I don't watch pornography, but I do like reading smut while I touch myself.
Sharing a room with my son complicated things, I tried masturbating in the shower to get some relief but my need for an orgasm before bed was a habit at this point in my life, I had trouble sleeping. We shared a room for almost half a year before I had the courage to masturbate in my bed for the first time.
I didn't think about my son while I touched myself, I wasn't doing it because it was risky. I did it because I needed it. Masturbating with my son in the room was difficult, even in the dark our bedroom is still partially lit by a light outside the window. Hiding the movement of my hand between my legs wasn't the only challenge. I needed to work slowly or risk him hearing my wetness.
I masturbated with him in the room for almost a month before I noticed his blanket rising and falling between his legs one night. My stomach twisted when I realised he was masturbating too. It scared me senseless, I had no idea if he was simply pleasuring himself in the middle of the night because he was horny, or because he had heard me and was turned on by it. I didn't want to know, so I never brought it up with him.
I watched him masturbate in his bed for a couple of nights, never saying a word. I had no idea how a conversation like that would even go, besides I had no right to be upset with him because I was doing the same thing, whether he knew it or not. So I kept my mouth shut and watched him masturbate, slowly getting more comfortable with it.
After a while I started masturbating again, I guess at that point we were masturbating together. My son started caring less if he made noise while he pleasured himself. I could not only see him masturbating underneath the covers, I could hear him. The first night it happened I was upset with him, the second night I was curious. The third night I stopped hiding the movement of my hand underneath my covers too.
I could tell that he had noticed me, there was a pause before he started stroking again, much slower this time. I should have stopped, but I didn't. Being able to move my hand with more mobility allowed me to pleasure myself the way I wanted, not the way I had to while I was hiding. My orgasm was powerful, for the first time I let out a slow breath of pleasure where he could hear me.
Once I achieved orgasm my son started to stroke himself faster, I wondered if he was waiting for me to finish before finishing himself. He waited for my orgasm again the next night, I liked that a lot. It became something unspoken between the two of us, something we did together. I became more comfortable with him, I even stopped hiding the sounds my vagina makes when I'm wet. It is very erotic knowing that he listens to me while he strokes himself.
With the season changing our bedroom became warmer during the evenings, we would masturbate underneath our blankets before kicking them off after we're done. I was the first one to masturbate on top of the covers, I felt such an incredible rush. The next evening he too masturbated on top of the covers, that was the first time I saw his erect penis.
Things have escalated a lot these last couple of days. We've both take our clothes off before masturbating, staring at each other in the darkness while we touch ourselves. We don't hide our breathing or the sounds our bodies make. If I feel like moaning, I moan. He does the same.
My son tries to time his orgasms with mine, he's successful most nights. When we're done I leave to void my bladder and wash between my legs before dressing for bed. I'm aware that he's able to see my naked body for a second or two when I turn the bathroom light on, I don't mind him looking at me.
I don't have any interest in my son sexually, I just enjoy masturbating with him. If it ever seems like he wants something more I'll have to talk with him about it, but until then I don't want anything to change.