NOTICING MY SON’S BIG COCK – PT 1

I guess I began noticing that my son, Jason, was growing up when he joined the high school football team and started working out on weights in the basement. He’d come upstairs afterwards all sweaty, with his wet clothes clinging to his broadening shoulders and flat torso, and his shorts stuck to his tight ass and muscular legs. With his damp shorts hugging every crevice and curve, It was pretty obvious that he was extremely well-hung….even bigger than his father, who was also pretty big in that department. His cock was always hanging down one leg of his wet, baggy shorts….the outline of his shaft clear beneath the sweaty fabric….and it appeared to be about 8” long flaccid….and thick. I tried not to stare, but it was an impressive sight, and I found that I got moist between my legs whenever I caught sight of him in his workout clothes.

In our house, my husband usually got up earlier than Jason or me, although he often woke me up with his morning wood sliding in and out of my pussy….eventually blasting a load of cum inside me before jumping in the shower to get ready for work. Then I’d get up, throw a robe over my naked body, and fix him breakfast before he left. Sometimes he’d open my robe at the front door and squeeze my big tits and finger my pussy for a quick minute or two before heading out to his car and driving into the office. On occasion he’d get worked up while doing this, and I’d end up on my knees, sucking his stiff cock until he exploded in my mouth right there by the front door. Then I’d slide his dick back inside his slacks and zip him up so he could go jump in his car and head to work.

Next, I’d go upstairs to wake up Jason for school. I usually sat on the side of his bed and shook his shoulder or rubbed his chest, murmuring ‘wake up, honey’ and ‘it’s time to get up, sweetie’. Eventually he’d open his eyes and stretch, kick his covers off, then lumber into the bathroom for a shower, while I returned to the kitchen to make his breakfast.

One day….after my husband had shoved his morning erection into my pussy, emptied his nutsack inside me, eaten breakfast, copped a feel at the front door, and left for work…. I was sitting on the side of Jason’s bed rubbing his chest and shaking his shoulder to wake him up. I found myself softly massaging the muscles of his chest, then tracing my hands down the lined muscles of his torso. I could see that Jason was still asleep, but I surprised myself by gently pushing the blankets down from his waist to just below his knees, allowing me to get a good look at his morning wood. He was naked except for boxer shorts, and the hem of his shorts had pulled up, so that I could see the tip of his cock and about 3 inches of his shaft sticking out below one side of his boxers.

I was a bit mesmerized, as it was the closest I’d come to seeing his dick since he was much younger, and it was truly impressive. The shaft as long and thick….it appeared to be semi-erect, and maybe 9” long.