The Bonding Session

He'd said it was perfect! Erica was so pleased. She leaned forward slightly and squeezed her breasts together to give William something nice to look at. How long had it been since she really connected with her son? He'd certainly grown up quickly. It felt like only yesterday that he was an awkward teenager, all pimples and crackly voice. Now when Erica looked at her son, she saw that all of hard work over the years had paid off. He had become a man.

"What did you want to see me about?" Erica asked, turning her body and bending over, speaking over her shoulder, to give William a nice view of her rear end. She was hoping that he would want to open up to her about whatever he was going through. Maybe he wasn't happy at work. Maybe it was girl troubles. Work she could help with. Erica was full of career advice. You didn't get as far in a career as she had without figuring out a thing or two. Girl trouble, though, would be trickier. It had been a while since Erica was in that world. She barely even considered herself a sexual creature anymore!

Erica reached down and wrapped her hands around one ankle, then slowly slid it up her body. She could hear William's breathing increase. Good. Her lingerie was doing the job. She was, after all, supposed to wear it to show off her body for her son. She could see a bulge forming in the front of his pants, which made her feel a bit uncomfortable, but it was to be expected. He was a young virile man. William was going to have erections. It was a sign of a healthy body. Not that Erica wanted to be in the room when he did, but if this was her only chance to bond with him, she'd suffer through it.

"Come and give me another of your kisses," William said, a hint of nervousness in his voice. Erica had already resolved to be more physically affectionate with her children, so this was a no-brainer.

"Of course," she said, swaying toward him, the soft fabric of her lingerie teasing her nipples. She reached her son, placed her hands on his shoulders, and leaned in to kiss his cheek.

"No," Erica heard his voice say, stopping her in her tracks, "kiss me on the mouth."

Pausing for a moment, Erica recognized her mistake. William wasn't a child anymore. He was a man! A man doesn't get kissed on the cheek, he gets kissed on the mouth!

"I'm so sorry, honey," she said sweetly, "how about this?"

Lifting her hands from William's shoulders and moving them to behind his head, teasing his hair between her fingers, Erica leaned down and softly placed her lips against his. It had been a long time since Erica felt a man's lips. It was kind of exciting!

"Again," William said once Erica pulled away, "but more intense."

Erica almost laughed. Oh he wanted intense, did he? She had never been known as a great lover, but she was sure she could turn up the heat just this once. Leaning down again, she licked her lips, then went in for the kill. She kissed him. She kissed him deeply. She kissed him passionately. Her tongue had never been in William's mouth, but now it was exploring ever nook and cranny. She paused to take a breath.

"More," William said.

Of course more! Erica had just gotten started! William wasn't going to know what hit him! These young people always think they know everything. This was Erica's chance to show him a thing or two.

Her lips once again met his, but now her hands began to explore her son's body. Down his back to his buttocks, which were surprisingly squeezable. Pressing into her stomach, Erica could feel an erection in William's pants. Something she was doing must be working, because it seemed bigger than what it had been moments ago. So he wanted more, did he? She would show him more.

One hand still working his behind, her tongue wrestling in his mouth, Erica took her other hand and slipped it between them, down his stomach, and straight into his pants. It was a tight fit behind the belt and jeans waist, but Erica was able to slide her hand down into his underwear and press up against his penis. It was hot. It was long. Erica remembered the times she had played with William and Morgan's father's penis. It had been fun, holding it in her hands, watching his face get all screwed up as he approached orgasm.

Again pausing for a breath, William's voice piped up again, this time panting. "Don't stop," he said, "Keep going."

Well that settled it. If he wasn't going to stop, then neither was she. What did she expect, showing up in his room, dressed as she was? Of course she was going to have to take responsibility for her son's mental health. He was in anguish because of her teasing. It was only fair to keep going.

Both hands now met in the front of William's pants while her mouth was firmly placed on his. She made quick work of William's belt, button, and fly. Then she pushed her son backwards onto his bed. He landed with a bounce, and Erica was on top of him. Again she kissed him, more deeply, more passionately than she had ever kissed anyone. She could feel William's erection pressing up against her private parts through his underwear, which was getting soaked by her arousal. Not wanting to stop, but rather to keep going, she began to grind herself against his erection. It felt right, like she was meant to do it. Using one hand to hold her up while she kissed her son, she slid the other between them again, this time pulling his penis from the confines of his underwear.

And she was glad she did. It just felt so much better to use his cock head to rub against her clitoris than his underwear. She had briefly wondered if she was going to chafe. No chance of that now. Now she had the perfect thing to get herself off with, which was obviously what she was doing. Well, more than that, really. She was probably getting her son off, too. It was, after all, bonding. If she didn't try to get them both off, it would be a little one-sided, wouldn't it?

Up and down she used his cock to rub against her sweet spot, making her legs quiver. Then the one hand that was holding her up slipped. Down she fell, and inside he slid. Panic rose in her throat. For a moment, she pulled back from her kiss. She shouldn't be having sex with William! That was ****! She wondered if she'd be able to recover their bonding session after this egregious act. Maybe if she pulled him out and began rubbing herself again he wouldn't notice.

"That feels great," she heard William sigh as he pressed his groin upwards, pushing deeper into her, "more of that, please."

Erica hadn't realized, but she really did miss sex. Well now that she had figured out that it was a great way to connect with her son (a little late to the game!), there was nothing stopping her from reintroducing it into her life. In full earnest, she rode William like a wild woman. Of course she was quiet so as to not alert Morgan, but she wanted to cry out multiple times. Looking down at her son as she bounced on his cock, she could tell that he wouldn't last long. Was this his first time? Had Erica really had the chance to mentor her son in the ways of sex?

The telltale grunting soon came from William's throat, followed by shuddering pleasure. Erica hadn't really been close herself, but that wasn't what she was here for. She could still get herself off, and she would, but she wanted to make sure she could connect with William, and by the feeling of his sperm filling her vagina, she was doing a great job.

"I didn't think I'd be able to do that," William breathed, his eyes glassy in post-orgasmic bliss.

"Well, honey, I'm glad that you could," Erica said in her most matronly voice as she climbed off of him, "We've gone far too long without really bonding. I'm so happy that you invited me to your room. Now if you'll excuse me, I've got some stuff to clean out of me."

"Wait!" her son shot up to a sitting position, "Don't get rid of it! It's for Morgan!"