I accidentally drank my son’s cum I’m a single mother living with my 18 year old son. I’ve been very sexually frustrated after my divorce and I frequently masturbated myself with a dildo inside my room and I knew my son could hear my moans as I masturbated. How it all started. A few months ago when I went to clean his room I noticed one of my panties was under his desk and it was covered in dried cum. I picked it up and put it under my nose and smelled it. The smell was intoxicating to me. I didn’t say anything to him about my discovery and continued to let him have the freedom to cum on my panties. Sometimes I intentionally wore the panties with my son’s fresh cum on them. It turned me on like crazy and I would have the most powerful orgasm later when I fucked myself, knowing that I’ve been wearing cum-laden panties. Because of my free rein on my son’s behavior, he has seemingly become more emboldened. He not only cummed in my panties, but also on my bras, my dress, my skirt, etc. As always, I pretended not to notice and simply wore whatever piece of clothing that had his dried cum on them and washed the cum off later. It seriously turned me on knowing that I’ve been wearing clothing with my son’s cum on them. How it escalated. One morning, my son told me he made coffee and carried a cup to me directly. It was unusual for him to make coffee and as I drank it, he stared at me with the most strange excitement. I stared back at him cluelessly and when I tasted a trace of his cum in my coffee, I shuddered and everything became clear to me. But once again I pretended not to know what he was doing. Later that evening he carried a glass of milk to my room and told me it’s good to have milk before sleep. I could see the wild excitement on his face as I drank his milk. He asked me how does his milk taste, and, collecting myself and keeping my composure and acting like I was completely oblivious, I told him that his milk tasted very sweet and mommy loved it. I don’t know if it’s my pretending to not to know or what but he’s been getting more and more flagrant. When he made coffee in the morning, he’d ask me if my coffee tasted different and I said no. Then the next day he carried my coffee cup into the bathroom and came out and I could clearly see white gluey cum in my coffee and he even told me that he added his special sweetener in my coffee just for me because “I love you, mom.” I drank his cum laced coffee as usual and patted on his head and I said that he’s a good boy. Inside though, I started to shake and wonder whether at some point he’s going to want to deposit his cum inside me directly.