My son has always been a little geeky. I think he's beautiful, but girls just don't seem to get him. He's turned 20 and became very depressed, but wouldn't tell me what was wrong. Me being the loving mother I always thought myself to be, I wasn't going to let that keep me from fixing him. Over the next few weeks I pressed him till he broke down. He cried as he told me a virgin. I laughed it off, and told him he was too young to give up, because there was a nice girl somewhere crying for the same reason. He just sat looking at the floor, and a new flood of tears began to pour from my babies face. "What's the matter now" I asked, wondering what I could have said that upset him so much. He told me he had been out with more than one girl, but he became so nervous that he couldn't do anything. He tried drinking and even drugs on one occasion, but nothing helped, and he was getting a reputation by the time he gave up even trying. "I guess I'll stay a virgin for the rest of my life" he said. My heart went out to him. I knelt beside the bed and pulled him into me hugging him tight as he sobbed into my blouse I could feel his tears running down my cleavage. "Maybe it's something medical" I said, but he shook his head "It gets hard, just not when I'm with a girl" I was at a loss, I didn't know what else to say. I just held him there and rocked him for a minute, and he began to calm down. "Come down to the kitchen and let me get you something to eat." I said "You need to keep up your strength". "we'll figure this out together" He smiled a little, followed me downstairs and sat at the bar. While he ate some leftover chicken and drank a glass of milk, we talked. "How do you know it gets hard" I asked He blushed. "You have to talk to me so I can help" I pleaded He looked at the floor and said he watched me changing for work a few weeks ago and it got hard. I blushed. I asked if it got just a little hard or if he got a full erection. He said it got really hard, and blushed again as he told me he masturbated in his room after. That's when I started getting wet. My mouth went dry as cotton, as I stood up, and lifted my gown over my head. "Is it getting hard now" I said looking down at his lap. He just shook his head. "Let me see" I said. He slid off the chair and pulled his pants down, and let them fall to his feet. I stood there like I was in a trance looking at him. His cock sticking straight out threatening to impale me if I took another step. I went down on my knees, taking the base of his meat in my hand I pushed my lips over the swollen head, and my juices dripped on the floor, as I slid his penis into my mouth. I drew my head back sliding it smoothly out till I was kissing the head. I went around him again, and down the length of his penis till it was just touching the back of my throat, when he clenched his butt, and a deep moan escaped his lips. A jet of cum spurted down my throat. I pumped my head back, and forth till he had given me all of his seed, and then I licked him clean. I could barely keep my hands off my now soaked pussy as I stood up looking in his eyes, and said "It seems to be working fine now". I looked back down at his cock still hard and throbbing, and in an amused tone I said "It doesn't seem to want to go down now". I pushed him down on the carpet, and straddled him like a horse. Then I leaned forward, and reached between my legs grabbing his cock in my hand I guided it to my aching pussy, It slid easily into my dripping depths, and I sat up putting my full weight down on his throbbing pole. I rocked my hips back and forth only a few times before I began to cum. I feel forward putting my hand on his chest and started fucking him while the waves of my orgasm washed over me. He came again filling me with his sperm causing a new wave to wash over me, and I cried out with the force of it. We lay next to each other breathing hard and looking at the ceiling, And he said "I can stop crying about being a virgin" I laughed. For a long time nobody said another word. My mind was racing with the thought of what I had just done, and the shame of it crashed into the image of him cumming in me, and my knees went weak as I stumble around the bar to get a drink. My head swam with the mix of shame and sexual stimulation. I got took a long drink and tried to calm myself, when I saw him stand up and look at me from the other side of the bar. "I love you mom" "I love you too" My knees would barely hold me. I stood there feeling very naked as he looked at me. I took a another drink of water, wishing it was vodka. He opened his mouth to say something, but then shut it again, and I said "What is it honey" He looked from my pussy, where his eyes had been since he stood up, and as they came to rest on my face he blushed again, and said " can we do it again" I took another drink, and blushed all over. I stepped around the bar toward him and all I could do is nod. He took me in his arms, and this time he pushed me down on my back. Crawling between my thighs he very gently entered me, and began to fuck me deep. It was like he was trying to get back in me as he trust as deep as he could go. I started to cum again but he just kept fucking me this time. Slowly he would draw his dick out and push it in again holding it for a second before drawing it out again. My orgasm washed over me again, and again. I had never been so horny in my life. All I could do is moan and cum. Time seemed to stop. It seemed like hours when I felt him start to cum again. He push his cock in me as deep as he could go and filled me for the second time. He collapsed onto me, and lay there his penis going soft inside my grateful vagina. I held him tight against me, and stroked his head. I looked at the clock, it had only two hours since he was eating chicken, and crying. Now he had cum three times, I had cum a lot more. I rolled him off me and got up staggering into the bathroom I took a hot shower and wrapped a towel around me. I took a wash cloth back down and cleaned my son as he lay on the floor beside the bar. "Come on honey, lets get you to bed" "Can I sleep with you tonight" "Of course you can honey" We went to my room, holding each other as we climbed the steps I laid him down, and removed my towel as I lay beside him. I pulled the covers over us, and he snuggled up against me. He looked into my eyes and kissed me. Our tongues met and we lay there kissing like lovers. "I love you" he said. "I love you too honey" He kissed my neck. I got goose bumps. He suckled my breast. I got wet again. I backed up a little and slid under the covers he lay on his side and I suck his dick again while I lay there beside him fingering my pussy to another orgasm before he shot his load in my eager mouth. I swallowed his cum and slid back up flipping over and scooting may ass against his damp cock. We lay there till his breathing became steady, then I drifted into a dreamless sleep. I woke up early with him laying between my legs licking me, and touching me. Worshiping my womanhood. He lapped at me like a puppy, his tongue banging into my swollen clit I looked down, and our eyes met. I began to cum. I bucked my hips as he lapped up my juices till I began to relax again. He climbed up on me and slid his cock in me and almost Immediately started to buck his own hips as his sperm shot into me. I got up and made us breakfast while he called work for me. and told them I was sick. we went back to bed. I quit my job the next day, we sold the house and moved. We have been living as lovers ever since.