Teaching my son the pleasure of control

Incest sex

My son hasn’t gotten to the point of totally taking control in situations with women, so I decided to give him a little lesson. He was lounging around finishing out what is the last of summer vacation for them.
I came up to the back of the couch and leaned over to whisper in his ear. “Come to my room, we have a lesson.” He didn’t even turn to say anything he just stood up and turned the tv off and followed to my bedroom.
I sat him down in the reading chair and tied his wrists down to the arms of the chair, sat back, grinned at him and asked if he was ready. He nodded with a big smile. I stepped back, lay on the bed, spread my legs wide, tore open my panty hose and started playing with my clit. I wanted to see how long it would take him to take control and get out of the restraints. I could see his cock through his shorts and he was raging hard. I didn’t tie him up that tight and I was teasing him with “don’t you want to lick this?” and “my pussy needs your cock baby.” Well, I guess I should have seen it coming, but he broke the chair. He had as much look of a surprise on his face as even I did, but he didn’t skip a beat. He was on me and shoving that nice fat cock into me. He started fucking me so hard and then he came so hard too.
“What was the lesson, Mom?” he said. “To show you that control can be a fun tool with sex. Take advantage of that idea and have fun.”

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