I was cleaning my son’s room, trying to keep my mind off the fact that he was growing up so fast. As I tidied up, I noticed his computer was still on, the screen saver dancing across the monitor. Curiosity got the better of me, and I sat down at his desk, moving the mouse to wake up the computer. I started typing in the search bar, but before I could enter a query, I noticed that only porn sites were suggested. His search history was filled with them.
Out of curiosity, I decided to take a look. I’m not usually one for watching porn, but something about this felt different. I clicked on one of the suggested sites, and what I saw was shocking. Taboo mom/son porn, with captions like “Mom Blaked” and “My Mom fucked by BBC.” Some of the women in the videos looked just like me, and I felt a mix of shock and arousal as I watched.
I decided to explore further, clicking through his folders. That’s when I found it, a picture of myself, captioned “Mommy ready for some black bulls.” I was taken aback, my heart pounding in my chest. My sweet little boy had been fantasizing about me with a big black cock.
I couldn’t stop thinking about it. The image was seared into my mind, and I found myself getting wet just thinking about it. I touched myself, imagining what it would be like to be taken like that, to fulfill my son’s fantasy. I could feel the heat building in my core, my breaths coming in short gasps as I pleasured myself to the thought of it.
Later that night, as I lay in bed, I couldn’t get the image out of my head. I found myself wondering what it would be like to act on my son’s fantasy, to let him watch me with a big black cock, to see the look on his face as he saw me taken like that. The thought sent shivers down my spine, and I knew I was hooked. My innocent little boy had awakened something in me, and I wasn’t sure I could go back.
