I had my son when I was 16. His father and I were very much in love so we got married and settled down. It was tough at first but we managed. Both of us were so young when we married that I think it finally got the better of us and we divorced 5 years ago when my son was 14 and he came to live with me. In the 5 years since my divorce I hadn't had sex with anyone. My sex life consisted of a small vibrator and and dildo which I used 3 or 4 nights a week when I go to bed. A few weeks ago I was getting ready for bed and I opened up my panty drawer, where I keep my toys hidden and things just didn't look exactly right. Some of my things looked like they had been moved around. I didn't think anything about it at the time. A few days later I went to get my toys and I noticed that it looked like someone had been in my drawer again. I started wondering if my son was going through my drawer and finding my toys. I was kind of pissed thinking about that but it also turned me on a little because I wondered what he did with them if he was getting them out. I wondered if he smelled them, tasted them, trying to get a scent or a taste of my pussy. I was thinking about confronting him and asking him if he'd been in my things and as I was thinking how to do that it suddenly dawned on me that my nipples were hard and I was getting wet. I was kind of ashamed about getting turned on like but at the same time thinking about my son jacking off with my toys really turned me on. I stopped thinking about that as best as I could then I laid down on my bed and played with my toys. When I finished I put them away, wondering if my son would get in my drawer again, so this time I pointed them a certain way and put them under a certain pair of my panties. I checked them the next few days and nothing had been moved but a couple days after that, yes, they had. I decided not to say or do anything because boys will be boys and at some point most boys begin to look at their mother as a sexual being. Last week after a particularly long Friday at work I took a shower as soon as I got home and just threw on a spaghetti strap top and a pair of shorts, no bra or panties, then laid down on the couch to relax a little bit before my son got home. He came home about a half hour later and did the usual, "what's for dinner, I'm hungry" routine. He came in to the living room and saw me on the couch and asked me if I was ok. I told him I was but that I'd had a long day at work and was just tired. As we talked the thought of him playing with my toys crossed my mind and no matter how hard I tried not to think about it, it stayed in my mind as we talked about the and normal family stuff. I noticed that his eyes kept drifting down from my face and to my breasts and that's when I realized that both of my nipples were rock hard. I was kind of embarrassed and tried to ignore it but he kept looking at my nipples which were plainly visible through my thin, but not see through, top. My breasts are not very large but they are tight and firm and my nipples are about the size of those big kindergarten pencils. No matter how hard I tried to change the subject in my mind, it stayed there. Then I made the mistake of looking at his crotch. I haven't seen my sons cock since he was about 12 but it was apparent that he'd grown a little since I could see through his jeans that he was obviously hard. Now those thoughts were firmly in my mind and it turned me on to know that my son was turned on and hard just from looking at my nipples. I also noticed that I was starting to get wet. This made the situation even more awkward. His eyes kept going down to my nipples and it kind of irritated me and before I realized what I was doing I said, "You keep looking at my breasts, do you want to see them?" and I sat up and took my top off then laid back down on the couch. He just froze, stood there staring at my breasts. By now the shock of what I had done wore off and I realized that my pussy was swollen and completely wet. I was hot and extremely horny. After all, it had been 5 years since I'd had sex with a man. I arched my back and told him to "come here" then I asked him if he'd been in my panty drawer. He admitted he had and when I asked him what he'd found in it he told me that he'd found my toys. I asked him what he did with them and he admitted that he takes them out, smells and tastes them. I asked him if he masturbated while he did that and he admitted that he did. He apologized several times for "invading my privacy" but it did nothing to curb his excitement because I could not see a little wet spot on his jeans. I'm talking to my son about sexual things and his cock is dripping. That just turned me on even more! I asked him if he thought about doing things to me when he was jacking off with my toys and he said he did. When I asked him what he thought about he told me he thought about sucking my breasts, licking my pussy, watching me suck and jack him off and fucking me. This was too much for me! I told him it would be ok if he touched my breasts. He didn't waste any time doing so. I got down on his knees and begin rubbing my breasts, then lowered his head and begin sucking them. God, it felt so good. I didn't say anything at all. I just closed my eyes and enjoyed the feeling of a warm, wet mouth on my nipples. As he sucked my breasts I he slid his hand down between my legs and begin rubbing my pussy through my shorts. It didn't take very long until they were also wet. Then he slipped his hand inside of them and begin to rub and finger my pussy. That was also more than I could take. I told him to stand up and take his pants off. When he did his cock stuck straight out. Yes, he had grown up. He got on his knees again and resumed sucking my nipples and fingering my pussy. I reached down and wrapped my hand around his cock and begin stroking him slowly. He was very, very excited and after just a couple of minutes I came all over my hand, couch and floor. His cock begin to soften, but not very much. I got up off the couch and took him by the hand and led him to my bedroom. His cock was still half hard and he was rubbing it as he watched me take my shorts off and lay down on my bed. I motioned for him to come lay down with me. He took off the rest of his clothes and laid down on my bed then I got up on my hands and knees and took his half hard cock in my mouth and begin sucking him. This too was wonderful. I've always enjoyed sucking a cock and it had been 5 years, again, since I'd done so. This turned me on so much more that my pussy begin to actually drip down on the bedspread. I massaged his balls while sucking him slowly until he was fully hard then laid back down on the bed and told him to stand up. I slid down so that I was on the edge of the bed and spread my legs. He just stared at my shaved, wet, swollen pussy until I told him, "Put my legs up over your shoulders and get on top of me." I didn't have to tell him twice. He did just that and when his cock slid inside of me it literally took my breath away. I asked him if he'd ever fucked a girl before and he said that he hadn't. He'd fingered them, been sucked off and jacked off but never fucked. He could have fooled me. He started fucking me slowly at first but in a few minutes he was thrusting inside of me hard, fast and deep. When he told me he was going to cum I encouraged him, wrapped my legs around him and begin pulling myself up on to his cock. He was humping me very hard now and as soon as I felt the first stream of his cum inside me my orgasm hit me like a ton of bricks and I almost passed out. We didn't talk about what we'd just done when it was over. We had our dinner and went about our normal evening; but the next morning I was making coffee when he came in to the kitchen. He came up behind me and started kissing my neck. He pushed his groin up against my ass and I could feel that he was already hard. He reached up and cupped my breasts in his hand and immediately my nipples responded and my pussy started getting wet. Without saying anything at all I pushed my shorts down, stepped out of them, leaned up against that counter and spread my legs. He moved in behind me, slid his cock inside of me and we fucked in the kitchen. It's been almost a week now. He sleeps in my bed and we have sex every night. Sucking, stroking, licking, fucking. He's even watched me play with my toys. We've done everything except anal, which I've always enjoyed. So maybe this weekend I'll suggest that we do that. Are there any other moms out there that are fucking their sons regularly, or have fucked their sons. If so, do you feel guilty about it? Sometimes I do but the sex is great and when I think about it I get hot again. How do you cope with that?