I'm horny

This is how I started getting all the dick I wanted from my son.

It had been a year since my divorce was final from his father.

I'd been on a few dates and fucked a few guys.

But, honestly, I was tired of trying to meet a guy.

I wanted to fuck and get fucked.
But, I didn't want the hassle of dating and trying to meet a guy.
I was also over one-night stands.

I had been thinking.
A lot.

I wanted a regular fuck.
One that I could just fuck whenever I wanted or would fuck me whenever.

I was sitting on the deck enjoying the morning sun and my coffee when Trey came out to sit with me.

"How was your date?" I asked him.

"Ok." I all he said.

"Didn't go as planned?" I asked.

"Dating is a pain in the ass," Trey grumbled.

"Yes, it is." I agreed.

We sat there quietly for a few minutes.

"Trey? I've been thinking." I started.

"About?" Trey asked.

"Hear me all the way out before you say anything," I told him and he agreed skeptical.

"I don't want to date or get remarried.
But, I'm still horny and I want to fuck." I smiled.

"Okay," Trey said in thought.

"Why don't you and I start fucking." I smiled.

Trey just looked at me.

"I mean it's free pussy for you.
I'm willing all the time.
You won't have to beg or buy me flowers.
You want to fuck.
Just fuck me." I smiled at my son.

"You do know this goes against every law there is." Trey smiled.

"Did I mention I love anal? I swallow. I have no inhibitions." I grinned proudly.

"Mom? Are you okay?" Trey asked.

"No. I'm horny and I want to fucked till I'm full of cum." I told my son in a serious tone.

"You serious about this?" Trey smiled.

"Trey. I love my vibrator.
But, dammit.
I need the real thing, full of life.
I want the feel of a real dick inside me."

Trey looked at me fir a long moment.

"You've put a lot of thought into this." He smiled.

"Trey.
It's just you and me here.
No one has to know and no one will know." I told Trey.

"And besides. You don't have to worry about your pull-out game being weak.
There is not going to be any baby-making gonna happen." I smiled.

Trey looked at me with a crooked smile.

"So do I call you Mom or Bree?" Trey asked joking.

"I don't mind being called slut or bitch." I smiled lewdly.

"As much as I want?" Trey asked.

"Honey. That dick gets hard. You better put it in me." I smiled.

"I'm hard a lot." Trey smiled.

"Then I better be getting fucked a lot." I smiled.

"Just like that. No questions?" Trey smiled.

"You want some pussy right now?" I smiled.

Trey just looked at me in shock.

Smiling.
I stood up and looked at Trey.

"Get it out. I'm not waiting any longer." I said as I stepped in front of Trey leaning over.
I put my hands on his knees and watched as he pulled his shorts down.

"You definitely didn't get that from your father," I said Looking up at Trey smiling, impressed with his length and girth.

He is almost right inches and right at seven inches thick.

Between Trey fucking me every time I stopped moving and my diet.
I lost ten pounds.
Getting me down to a stunning 115 pounds.
My figure tightened up and I got some little light abs.

I measure a tight, lean
35-25-33 with a great set of 32C tits.

Sex is never a question.
It's always an answer.

If I wake up in the middle of the night and Trey is hard.

I climb on and ride him till he pumps me full.

Rainy days are made for fucking.

I was surprised at how often a twenty-year-old got hard.

Trey will fuck me till I'm a wreck.

Go shower and come back and do it again.

I've been on the phone and Trey will lean me over the counter and cum dump me.

I know some time throughout every day I'm going to get fucked.

Trey has my asshole where I don't always need lube anymore.

Trust me.
I'm not complaining.

Because my sex drive has picked up ten fold.

I also do my part.

I keep myself looking good.

I flirt constantly with him.

I buy sexy lingre.

If in the mood.
I'll snap naughty pictures and send them to him.
Anywhere from just my face.
To me fingering myself.

I've met him on the road for a quicky.

I don't put limits on our relationship.

I even encourage Trey to date women his age and on occasion, he will.

Nothing serious though.

I did bring back another woman on our vacation.

I thought it would be fun and Trey would enjoy two middle-aged women.

It was a very exciting night.

I told Trey we could live like we do as long as he wants to.