Masturbating with his son (part 2)

I wanted to know if my son really had a crush on me, so I decided to take a test, and it went something like this:
When I heard the door knock, I didn't even have time to react, I was silent until I knew that it was my boy who had returned from the party...he entered and whoever saw me made as much silence as possible, called me quietly, but I pretended to sleep....then, as I was lying on the sofa, he leaned towards my feet, looking at me there.
It seemed like an eternity, but I felt an immense pleasure there and he didn't see me with his eyes half open. He could only feel desire, or otherwise, why would he be staring at me? As I was lying on my side, he didn't see much, my butt was leaning against the back of the sofa and my bent legs hid my bouquet. So, he himself was a view of my legs and a little bit of my butt... but I didn't resist and I risked a move so that he could see me, I wished for it, and I put one leg in front of the other and that made my butt get bigger. My head went round and round wondering what he was feeling, if he was going to try something, if he was really wishing, but he looked very quietly so as not to make a noise and suddenly I started to see my penis slowly.
The next day, I woke up around 5:30 and went to my room, I couldn't close my eyes, I was excited, but I couldn't masturbate, something like a fear was bothering me... and it was the fear of knowing what would happen next.
Actually, after that day when my boy masturbated looking at me, I noticed that he had become different. Few words, very unpleasant in front of me and even avoided my presence. He seemed upset about something. I noticed that one day, as soon as I arrived from work, he was already waiting for me, very anxious, serious face and said that he wanted to talk to me. I was worried, I put the bag on the table and sat in the room with him. _Diz, you are making me worried - I said to him.
He just looked down, rubbed his hands, but didn't say anything.
I did a very bad thing and I cried...
You can talk, I'm your mother.
I don't even know if I have the courage to say this... and that the day I arrived at night, I saw you in the room and I kept looking...
He was crying inconsolably about the masturbation I already knew, and since he couldn't talk, I decided to create a closeness and take that burden off of him.
I don't think there's anything wrong with you.
- Yeah, but I did!
An 18-year-old man in front of me, not knowing what to do... and he badly knew I liked it, so it was my time to sort it out.
_ You masturbated, was it?
He just nodded his head.
Oh my son, that's ridiculous, you shouldn't have been upset about that.
He nodded his head and said he shouldn't have done it anyway.
You're a boy, full of hormones. I'm your mother, but I'm also a woman. What's the problem if you think I'm pretty and you want to be relieved? I don't see the slightest problem.
Then he raised his head.
I didn't have to stand there like that, in a sweater and all that, and you know what, I'll tell you something I never thought I'd say... we're the same, yes.
By this time he was looking at me more relieved.
Yes, I've always liked it, and I still do, your father knows that.
I caressed his face
You pulled it out of me. I knew it, I've seen you do it before... you don't have to be ashamed, it's normal, all boys do it at your age, older, all your life, it's so good.
All right, will you relax?
"Yes, but I don't know, it's not just that, I'm ashamed", he said.
Just because he was looking at me?
I don't care, I'm even proud...yes, I am. Let's arrange something. From now on, it's no longer a secret between us, okay?! You know that I like you and I know that you like me. So, when I'm home and you feel like it, you can go to the computer and if you feel like it, you can masturbate. For your mother it's normal.
I asked her.
Oh, Mother, I don't know if I have the courage, if I can, I'm ashamed.
_The other day you didn't look at me?! So, if you feel like it, you can do it...put your penis out and you can do your come-and-go quietly. If you see me naked and you feel like it, you don't have to be heavy on your conscience, you can do it without fear. I'm only 43 years old, darling, I'm still a beautiful woman and if others can look at me and think I'm beautiful, why can't you?!
I also like to look and without pleasure without betraying your father, so the best way is masturbation. Stop fooling around, your mother was not born yesterday. Masturbation is a natural thing or do you think I'm a saint?
Then he rolled his eyes.
_ Sometimes I go on the internet to see that too...and I like to masturbate watching, every woman likes. Okay?! If you want, you can do it...or do you think I've never seen a penis?!
That's when we laugh together.
If you don't, I'll think you don't trust me. Your little fists are no longer a secret to me, and that penis was mine to wash and take care of, so I know him well.
I got up and left him in the room.
I went to my room with my head spinning, but happy for the conversation, I'm sure we both jerked off at the same time.
But the days passed and he didn't do anything, but after a while he came to talk to me.
It didn't seem like it, I didn't see you doing anything.
I know, I didn't know if you meant it or if you just wanted to leave me alone.
Of course I meant it. You can do it.
- I'll do it when I feel like it then...
Yeah, that secret doesn't exist anymore, you can do...
I like to be in my underwear with my penis sticking out the side when I masturbate. Can I be like that?
Sure, but don't your underwear hurt?
You know, Mom, the other day I almost did, but it was time for Dad to arrive and I decided to talk to you first... Sometimes I'm late, I don't like to do things quickly...
When you do, leave the key on the door that won't open if your father comes, you can leave, close the computer and go to your room.
I'll leave the key upside down.
- Yes, whenever you want. I think it's beautiful.
He gave me a kiss and left...
When I heard the door knock, I didn't even have time to react, I was silent until I knew that it was my boy who had returned from the party...he entered and whoever saw me made as much silence as possible, called me quietly, but I pretended to sleep....then, as I was lying on the sofa, he leaned towards my feet, looking at me there.
It seemed like an eternity, but I felt an immense pleasure there and he didn't see me with his eyes half open. He could only feel desire, or otherwise, why would he be staring at me? As I was lying on my side, he didn't see much, my butt was leaning against the back of the sofa and my bent legs hid my bouquet. So, he himself was a view of my legs and a little bit of my butt... but I didn't resist and I risked a move so that he could see me, I wished for it, and I put one leg in front of the other and that made my butt get bigger. My head went round and round wondering what he was feeling, if he was going to try something, if he was really wishing, but he looked very quietly so as not to make a noise and suddenly I started to see my penis slowly.
The next day, I woke up around 5:30 and went to my room, I couldn't close my eyes, I was excited, but I couldn't masturbate, something like a fear was bothering me... and it was the fear of knowing what would happen next.
Actually, after that day when my boy masturbated looking at me, I noticed that he had become different. Few words, very unpleasant in front of me and even avoided my presence. He seemed upset about something. I noticed that one day, as soon as I arrived from work, he was already waiting for me, very anxious, serious face and said that he wanted to talk to me. I was worried, I put the bag on the table and sat in the room with him. _Diz, you are making me worried - I said to him.
He just looked down, rubbed his hands, but didn't say anything.
I did a very bad thing and I cried...
You can talk, I'm your mother.
I don't even know if I have the courage to say this... and that the day I arrived at night, I saw you in the room and I kept looking...
He was crying inconsolably about the masturbation I already knew, and since he couldn't talk, I decided to create a closeness and take that burden off of him.
I don't think there's anything wrong with you.
- Yeah, but I did!
An 18-year-old man in front of me, not knowing what to do... and he badly knew I liked it, so it was my time to sort it out.
_ You masturbated, was it?
He just nodded his head.
Oh my son, that's ridiculous, you shouldn't have been upset about that.
He nodded his head and said he shouldn't have done it anyway.
You're a boy, full of hormones. I'm your mother, but I'm also a woman. What's the problem if you think I'm pretty and you want to be relieved? I don't see the slightest problem.
Then he raised his head.
I didn't have to stand there like that, in a sweater and all that, and you know what, I'll tell you something I never thought I'd say... we're the same, yes.
By this time he was looking at me more relieved.
Yes, I've always liked it, and I still do, your father knows that.
I caressed his face
You pulled it out of me. I knew it, I've seen you do it before... you don't have to be ashamed, it's normal, all boys do it at your age, older, all your life, it's so good.
All right, will you relax?
"Yes, but I don't know, it's not just that, I'm ashamed", he said.
Just because he was looking at me?
I don't care, I'm even proud...yes, I am. Let's arrange something. From now on, it's no longer a secret between us, okay?! You know that I like you and I know that you like me. So, when I'm home and you feel like it, you can go to the computer and if you feel like it, you can masturbate. For your mother it's normal.
I asked her.
Oh, Mother, I don't know if I have the courage, if I can, I'm ashamed.
_The other day you didn't look at me?! So, if you feel like it, you can do it...put your penis out and you can do your come-and-go quietly. If you see me naked and you feel like it, you don't have to be heavy on your conscience, you can do it without fear. I'm only 43 years old, darling, I'm still a beautiful woman and if others can look at me and think I'm beautiful, why can't you?!
I also like to look and without pleasure without betraying your father, so the best way is masturbation. Stop fooling around, your mother was not born yesterday. Masturbation is a natural thing or do you think I'm a saint?
Then he rolled his eyes.
_ Sometimes I go on the internet to see that too...and I like to masturbate watching, every woman likes. Okay?! If you want, you can do it...or do you think I've never seen a penis?!
That's when we laugh together.
If you don't, I'll think you don't trust me. Your little fists are no longer a secret to me, and that penis was mine to wash and take care of, so I know him well.
I got up and left him in the room.
I went to my room with my head spinning, but happy for the conversation, I'm sure we both jerked off at the same time.
But the days passed and he didn't do anything, but after a while he came to talk to me.
It didn't seem like it, I didn't see you doing anything.
I know, I didn't know if you meant it or if you just wanted to leave me alone.
Of course I meant it. You can do it.
- I'll do it when I feel like it then...
Yeah, that secret doesn't exist anymore, you can do...
I like to be in my underwear with my penis sticking out the side when I masturbate. Can I be like that?
Sure, but don't your underwear hurt?
You know, Mom, the other day I almost did, but it was time for Dad to arrive and I decided to talk to you first... Sometimes I'm late, I don't like to do things quickly...
When you do, leave the key on the door that won't open if your father comes, you can leave, close the computer and go to your room.
I'll leave the key upside down.
- Yes, whenever you want. I think it's beautiful.
He gave me a kiss and left...