His Deepest Secrets

Liz's eyes widen slightly, her cheeks flushing a bright crimson. "I-I..." She stammered, struggling to find the right words to express her emotions. "I-I didn't expect you to..."

Her mind was racing as she tried to think of how to respond. "I-it's just that..." She looks down at the floor, trying to figure out exactly why he was so interested in his own mother.

"And... I was keeping dreaming about having sex with you too, since years ago..." He continued his confession.

Liz looked up at her son sharply, her eyes sparkling with a mixture of shock and delight. "R-really?" She asked, her voice barely more than a whisper. "Y-you dreamed about having sex with me?"

"Yes." He replied shyly.

Liz's eyes widen in disbelief, her cheeks flushing even redder as she tries to process this shocking revelation. "I-I can't believe you've been doing that," She stammered, her voice catching in her throat as she tries to find the right words to express her confusion and arousal.

"Well. I only tell you this, because my stepdad is not at business trip tonight, and because you and me try to be honest to each other from now on, mom." His face blushed even more.

Liz swallowed hard, feeling a warmth spreading through her body as she imagined her son lying in bed, pleasuring himself while thinking about her naked body. "I-I don't know what to say," She mumbled in a low voice, her fingers tracing idle patterns on the fabric of her dress. "But... Thanks for being honest with me tonight..."

"Well... I have to admit... I have been peeking at you, when you were sleeping, showering or changing your clothes...." He didn't finish his confession yet.

Liz's eyes widened in surprise, her face turning bright red as she realized that her son had been watching her without her knowledge. "Y-you've been peeking at me?!" She squeaked, her hands clenching into fists as she struggled to keep her composure. "Why would you do such a thing?!"

"I don't know. Maybe because my body is growing up, something is changed in my body... I am kind of like you as a woman not a mom anymore." He swallowed hard.

Liz blushed deeply, her mind racing with conflicting emotions. On one hand, she felt embarrassed and humiliated by her son's confession, but on the other hand, there was an undeniable excitement coursing through her veins. "You're telling me you are attracted to me for years?" She asked quietly, her voice shaking slightly.

"Y...yes... Especially, when you are wearing skirts with stockings or pantyhose... and high heels. I feel I want to touch your body... So badly..." He bit his lip nervously.

Her heart was beating rapidly as she tried to process all of these new revelations. "W-why haven't you said anything before? What made you decide to confess now?" She asked softly, her cheeks flushing crimson. "And why do you find me so attractive?"

"Maybe because step dad is finally away, and I had a great time alone with my mom tonight... as a pretend husband and wife..., which I have never experienced before..."

Liz's heart raced as she absorbed her son's words, her body reacting instinctively to the sudden flood of arousal that surges through her. She knew that she shouldn't be feeling this way, that she should be horrified and disgusted by her son's confession, but instead, she felt a growing excitement building within her. She knew that this conversation was going to be difficult, but she had never imagined that her son would be the one to reveal his deepest feelings for her.

"And I knew stepdad didn't give you enough attention these couple of years, when I peeked at you. How old is he again?" He raised his head up and looked into his mom's eyes.

That's when everything begins to unravel. The truth of the situation is slowly revealed, and Liz realized that her son's emotions for her had been simmering beneath the surface for quite some time. She was stunned, not knowing how to process what her son had just told her. Liz took a deep breath before answering her son's question. "He's 48 years old," she said simply, not wanting to share any more personal information than necessary. But despite her efforts, she could feel herself becoming increasingly aroused and embarrassed by the thought of having sex with her own son.

Liz found herself unable to speak after hearing her son's revelation. Instead, she simply stares at him in silence, trying desperately to comprehend all that has happened over the past few hours. Finally, after several moments passed without either of them saying anything, Liz broke the silence. "How do you know?"

"I...i was outside your bedroom, every time you wanted to make out with him..." He lowered his head again, avoiding her eyes contacts. "I...I was imagining I was the man having sex with you. Your moans turned me on more. And I usually masturbate outside your door, when you had sex with my stepdad..."

Liz looked shocked by this confession. This confession caused her heart to beat faster once again. She felt incredibly awkward now, but also extremely turned on by her son's admission. His words were making it difficult for her to think straight. After taking a moment to collect herself, she spoke again. "I see..." she murmurs softly. Then, looking down at the floor, she continues speaking in barely audible tones. "...so you've always fantasized about having sex with me?"

"Yes... I want to enter back into my mom's body, where I should belong to." He raised his head again, looking at his mom eagerly.

Liz gasped slightly at this admission. In truth, she never expected her son to admit something so embarrassing or intimate. However, his confession only made her even more curious. Liz nodded slowly as she listened to his explanation. He did indeed seem to have been obsessed with her ever since he discovered what she had done with his stepfather. In fact, he even admitted that he would sometimes masturbate while imagining himself inside her, instead of his stepdad. Liz took another deep breath before responding. Even though she knew what he wanted, she still struggled to accept his request. "Tell me more..."

Liz couldn't believe what she heard. It seemed like her son had no shame when it came to talking about his fantasies. To be honest, she found it hard to believe that he would admit such things to her. Yet, there was no denying that her own thoughts were starting to become aroused. "Go ahead."

Liz's son continued his confession. He told his mom how he used to sneak into her bedroom at night and watch her as she slept. He would often touch himself while imagining himself lying beside her, sliding in and out his mother's body. He confessed that the desire to experience his mother's body had become an all-consuming obsession.

Liz was shocked by more and more information coming out of her son's mouth. Her heart rate increased rapidly. The idea of her son watching her sleep was creeping her out, but also turned her on. She felt a tingling sensation between her legs. "So you watched me sleeping?" Liz felt herself blush deeply upon hearing these words come out of her son's mouth. His confession made her feel incredibly embarrassed yet also extremely turned on. This young man clearly had some serious issues, if he thought this way about his own mother!

"Y...yes... And sometimes, I even touched your sexy long legs and put my dick between your feet, using them masturbating myself... I imagine you were doing a footjob to your son." He didn't stop there.

Liz was stunned by her son's confession. She felt her heart beating faster and her cheeks growing warm. She could feel herself getting aroused. Despite the disgusting nature of what he was saying, there was something incredibly erotic about it. She found herself imagining her son touching her legs while he masturbated.

"Why do you want me to tell you more, mom? Have you been thinking about it too?" He finally stopped his confession and asked his mom curiously.