Incestuous tale of the Quarantine

floor baseball club : mommy Craves Her Hung Son

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2020

Note : Thanks to WRC264 for beta reading this !

It was three weeks into quarantine when I walked into my son 's room and everything change

"Hey,"I said brightly as I opened the doorway. It was the middle of the day and I needed Kevin to assist me out with a chore."I need ..."

"Mom !"he gasped as he shuddered, lying naked in the middle of his bed, his paw pumping up and down his penis.

His semen fired from his penis.

I watched the stream of white firing up into the air as he bucked, his case twisted in pleasance and panic. He dropped his phone he held in his lead hired man on his chest, the seed he fired raining down as he struggled to grab a pillow to breed himself.

It was then I saw the size of it of his ... his ... cock.

My son had a cock. At eighteen, he had a big, throb, and mighty tool that spurted more than ... cum. My son was cumming. I was watching the end of his onanism, unable to depend away from the muscular, young man as he groaned, his pecker spurting a final blast just as he managed to enshroud himself with a pillow.

"Mom !"he gasped.

The electric shock struck me. The embarrassment. Just as I started yanking exclude his room access, I heard a woman moan from his phone,"piece of ass your step-mother hard, son !"

I yanked the door closed and stumbled back, my entire organic structure burning with overplus. I hit the wall behind me, panting. My large titty rose and fell in the sportswoman bra I wore to a lower place my sweatshirt. I shuddered, rubbing sweaty palms on my purplish sweatpants.

The lot of my son 's cumming stopcock was burned into my mind. His decently arm flexing as he pumped away. His handsome nerve twisting with pleasure. I shuddered as I sucked in deep breathing time, struggling to regain control of my trembling body.

I pushed off the student residence and stumbled out into the support room, my nerve blazing. It was n't like I was ignorant of untested men. I knew he masturbated. I had seen the little evidence for a few years, but to walk in on him while he was doing it—in the midriff of the day ! —was something else entirely. When had my son grown up ? Matured.

I fanned my face. He was endowed. I could n't get his shaft out of my mind. It had changed from a penis to a stopcock forever for me. He was a man now. No longer my picayune boy. I sank down on the couch and squeezed my second joint shut and ...

I was wet.

I felt that itch in me. For the first metre in over a calendar month, I felt horny. Ever since the 1st stories about the computer virus being in the United States Department of State started permeating the news—the panic buying of supplies, the unrestrained search to have all the throne paper I could find—had driven out any thoughts of heat. Not that I had much in my aliveness. I was a bingle mother. Guys usually had a affright look when they realized I was a mother and then there would n't be another date.

I sucked in a breath, trying to banish this cerebration. His hammer and what that woman moaned. Step-mother porn ? Was that really a thing ? I was n't mortal who watched any porn. I bit my lip, my heart pounding away.

After maybe ten minutes of squirming, I forced myself to get about what I was up to. I moved the redact out from the wall by myself, shaking my head at all the codswallop that had accumulated beneath it. I picked up the sluttish change and found one of my hair coppice I thought I lost. That went in the garbage. I was n't using it after it had spent all that time under the sofa.

I vacuumed.

As the machine whirled away and rattled as it picked up the detritus, my intellection drifted. My son 's spurting cock filled my mind. That thick cum firing up into the air and landing on his powerful stomach played over and over again. My son was fit. Strong. I licked my lips.

"No, no, lay off having persuasion about your son, woman,"I muttered to myself as the emptiness clear ran."That 's disgusting."

It was disgusting. Incest. Why would I have such perverted thought process ? Was it because I had n't been on a date in over a month ?. And now with the quarantine, I could n't go on a engagement. I was working from menage these days, making lesson plans for my grade schooling students and keeping up with their parents. When I was n't doing that, I was having online breeding academic term and rapid growth coming together with my fellow. I was still getting paid, which was nice, but I hated not having a social life.

There were just my son and the checkout time person at the foodstuff store who stood behind the Plexiglas sternutation guard.

My son crept out of his way an time of day later in jeans and a T-shirt. He looked embarrassed, staring away from me when he came out to the kitchen to get a potable. He was a tall boy, surpassing me a few years ago. He wore his Brown hair shaved close on the position and buzzed forgetful along the top. I was n't a fan, but it was growing out now. So while he looked a minuscule shaggy, I thought he was more handsome.

I did n't know what to say to him. It was like he wanted to affect I had n't caught him. I should narrate him it was innate, that I wo n't just barge in like that, that I even understood why he was watching porno. Though why step-mother porn ? He did n't take a step-mother. He did n't even know his father.

I did n't even know who his father was. I was an ... adventuresome girl in college.

Having a son forced me to suffer responsibilities.

"Listen,"I said, forcing myself to speak. I had responsibility as a mother."What happened today ..."

"Just bury about it,"he said, squirming. He grabbed a bottle of sports swallow and fled back to his room.

I sighed. Step-mom porn ...

I got out my phone and started googling this. I had to see what it was. I swallowed and found that it was pop. A subset of MILF porn. That made my jaw fall. My son could be looking at twenty-year-old young lady with perfect bodies but instead was watching onetime cleaning woman having sex with new men.

panther. MILFs. Step-moms. Hot wives. It was a completely new populace of porn. The idiomatic expression"mother I 'd bonk to piece of tail"stayed with me because it realized that I was a MILF. I was a mother. I stared down at my dowdy sweatshirt and sweatpants. Comfortable apparel to wear around the house. I bit my lip, this strange warmth burgeoning in me.

I had trouble sleeping that Nox. I was horny. Aching. I busted out my vibrator. My son 's spurting shaft filled my mind as I worked the buzzing shaft of my toy in and out of my pussy. I arched my back and screamed out in orgasm in just a few minutes.

I collapsed into a fog. The next morn, I woke up to a vibrator with idle barrage.

As I got cook for the day, a Sun, I found myself pulling on my grey yoga pants. I drew on the stretchable cloth over my thigh and up my behind. I felt it clinging to my pantie. I drew on a tight tank top over my orotund chest clad in a frilly bra. I shuddered at how compressed the"casual"clothes fit around my body.

The sort of gym habiliment I would don when I used to go to the gym to cope with guys. To look fit and hot. I swallowed and wondered why I was doing this. My core pounded in my chest as I started making breakfast.

Kevin came in for breakfast as I was at the stove making omelet. Quarantine did let me cook so much more for my son. shit sure he was eating healthy food and not all that junk food. Was it my imagination, or did I feel his heart on my ass ?

I could n't help but bending over as I flipped the ham and cheeseflower omelets over. My white meat rose and fell in my armored combat vehicle top, this excitement coursing through me. He sat down in a blank space where he could stare right at me.

"Hey, Mom,"he said, his eyes looking over my body.

"sunrise, Kevin,"I said, turning to him and giving him a big, motherly smile. His eyes drifted down to my breast. To my breast. This please affectionateness rippled through me and ended at my pussy. That itch grew in me.

I was flirting with my son. I was showing off for him. And he appreciated it.

His oculus were on me as I cooked. I had his undivided care. It felt so near. Made me experience like a woman. I had been only a mom for over a month, scared by the media, nearly in a terror at times, but here, in quarantine, I was remembering former vista of my life. My twat clenched as the heat built and built in me.

My pantie soaked up my excitement.

"So,"I said,"any big programme for hanging around the house."

"No,"he said, squirming."Just, you know, uh, hanging out."

"Uh-huh,"I said."Playing television games. Watching videos on your phone."

He swallowed as I said that.

I smiled at him."On YouTube, of row. What did you mean I entail ? That you 'd be watching movies of MILFs."

"What ?"he gasped, swallowing.

"Kevin,"I purred, loving the way he blushed. He had the organic structure of a man, but he had n't gained the trust of one. I could find that I had the baron here. It made me find even more womanly."I know what you get up to in there. Even before yesterday."

His cheeks burned.

"nil haywire with liking onetime cleaning woman,"I told him as I scooped the omelet onto the plateful."Us MILFs need love, too."It was such a bold thing to say, but I was feeling that saucy warmth bubbling away in my cunt.

I was being such a naughty mommy, but I could n't help myself.

I brought the scale to the tabular array and sat down as I stared at his blushing face. He took his denture and cut it into one of his two omelette. I only had one. Spinacia oleracea and tomato plant. I hummed away as I ate, so cognisant of how my breast jiggled in my tight top. They were an ample pair that thrust out over the board and attracted his attention.

He stared at them with thirst. He licked his lips, his eyes roaming all over my big tit. My nipples throbbed and my snatch grew hotter and hotter. His care was just something that I savored. I hummed as I ate.

He devoured his food the way only a new man could. The omelets vanished into his mouth before I had even finished half of mine. He gulped his breakfast down with Orange succus then bolted from the table.

"Have homework to do !"he gasped.

"Liar,"I called after.

I heard his door jibe shut. I stood up and padded after. I pressed my ear to Kevin 's door and take heed his bed creaking. There was no TV playing, but the rhythmical stroking of his hired man on his stopcock echoed. I loved the speech sound. He pumped with a vigorous stroke.

He came far, far too truehearted. I had excited him.

He groaned through his clinched dentition. My thinker burned with the retention of his cum firing up into the air. I smiled in joy, loving the audio he made. The grunts and groans. The manly passion.

Yes, my son was into MILFs. And I was the only if one around. I had my son 's attention all to myself.

I hummed as I headed back to the table and finished my omelet.

I found excuses to keep my son out of his bedroom all day long. I kept needing things from him. A jar of muddle was too tight, I needed him to relight the cowcatcher spark for the stove after I"accidentally"snuffed it out, and then I needed his strength to travel the couch.

"I just want to hoover behind it,"I said."It gets so dirty."

"Yeah,"he said.

I shuddered, watching his muscular consistency moving beneath his t-shirt. He grunted and dragged the right face of the sofa out with ease. He got behind it, facing me, his biceps bulging, and shoved it forward.

I almost swooned with how gorgeous he was. Young men were so aphrodisiacal. And my son was a hunky stud.

"There you go, Mom,"he said. Then he glanced down."Huh, not as dirty as I thought."

"Oh, well, I do keep a clean house house,"I said, hoping he would n't agnize I had already vacuumed here yesterday. But he bought my excuse.

He stuck around as I vacuumed, standing behind me. I made indisputable to reach with it, bending over to push the emptiness cleaner farther, instead of walking with it. My pussy clenched as I ran the machine over the Lapp spell of carpet.

It was so hot having his eyes on me.

Then I got to stare at his ass through his denim as he pushed the couch back into situation. I bit my lip, my puss on fervor. This dangerous heat was edifice and edifice in me. I was like my old self. That boy-mad strumpet who had let the entire frat gangbang her. That had been a hot nighttime. All those strong, Whitney Moore Young Jr. men fucking me.

"There you are, Mom,"he said, grinning at me.

"Mmm, thank you,"I said and gave him a hug.

I pressed my big boobs into his chest and kissed him on the cheek. I lingered with my lips a New York minute recollective than a female parent should while his strong arms slid slowly around me. His hands rested on the small-scale of my back. Would he be daring ?

"Well, I, uh, have to go do prep,"he said and darted for his bedroom.

Kevin lasted longer this time as he masturbated again. My own horniness was building and construction as I listened to him stroking his cock, playing out his own MILF scenarios, but I knew I stared in them. He was having mommy fantasies.

Incestuous fantasies.

And so was I.

I was consumed with them as I cooked dinner, stewing in my own excitement. My step-in soaked up my succus, growing so drenched with my cacoethes. It was incredible. I felt so risque. I wiggled my hips, my cunt blazing with such heat.

This new lustfulness in me gave me such an exciting and exhilarating burst of energy. I shuddered, wiggling my hips back and forth as I soaked my step-in with my desire. I chopped vegetables, breaded Gallus gallus, and tossed a salad. I was so delirious as naughty ideas about tonight boiled through my mind.

At dinner I once again, I had my son 's undivided attention. Those MILFs on his telephone set were fine, but he had the real thing live in his apartment. Not a step-mom but a substantial one. I smiled at him all through dinner party, glad I did n't experience to battle with his earphone for attention.

Having a man shower me with his gaze was awful, but when he was my sexy son ...

I was such a spicy mother.

Unsurprising, he had to do his"homework"after dinner. I let him go while I did the ravisher. I had my programme for the night set in motion. I asked him if he wanted to keep an eye on a picture when I finished with the looker. He was all for it. I let him pick.

I headed into my room and pulled off all my wearing apparel. I stripped naked. My Black tomentum fell down to my shoulders, my big dope swaying. They were plump and toilsome. I squeezed them, digging my fingers into my flesh while my snatch dripped. I could smell my tangy juice. I breathed them in.

What a wonderful scent.

I drew on a negligee over my naked consistence. A lilac delight. The fabric clung to my tit, hanging from them with no strap. I tugged them down until my mamilla were just about to pop out. The residual of the gown fell down to just below my thighs, the silk sheer when it touched my skin.

I did n't devil with the panties.

I came out as my son was scrolling through Netflix. He looked up at me and stop dead. He swallowed as he saw me in my nightie. I smiled at him like this was n't anything Weird and flounced out to the sofa, my big boobs threatening to pop out.

He swallowed and croaked something as I plopped down beside him on the couch. Not sitting at the early end where I usually would be, but right there next to him. He stared at my jiggling dumbbell, his impertinence red. He had changed into flannel pajama trouser and a white wife beater that clung to his dead body. Instantly, his hardon tented his bottoms.

"Uh ... Mom ?"

"Yes, Kevin ?"I asked."Have you chosen what you 'd like to see ?"

"Well ... I ..."He stared at me, salivating. He swallowed. His dick throbbed in his pajama ass. His hands balled into fists. He looked bewildered, his middle flicking down at my mamilla then away. He squirmed on the couch.

"You okay ?"I asked him, putting my hand on his cheek."You feel flushed. Hot."

"I 'm fine,"he gulped out."I 'm just ... I 'm tired."

He bolted to his feet and faked a yawn."Yeah, I should go to bed."

Masturbating a quaternary prison term to me ? Boy, he did have stamen. It was flattering and annoying. But then an mind popped into my mind. I stood up and switch my weapon around him. I gave him a slopped hug, with only the lean layers of clothes between us. My hard nipples throbbed. My pussy clenched.

I kissed him on the cheek."dear night."

I ground against his hardon. I loved how huge he was. He might ingest the liberal peter I had ever seen. I wanted it. I did n't care if he was my son. We were trapped in our two-bedroom apartment together. He was so sexy. So hot. Did n't he merit to have a hot MILF like me to take up care of his focus ?

His own mommy to need care of him in every way possible.

He squirmed and broke the hug."Night, Mom !"

He fled the living room and down the hallway. His door opened. Shut. I shuddered, my mamilla hard and throbbing. I knew just what to do. How sheer I had to be. My son needed his mother to be in bang. To picture him how to please those MILFs he was lusting for.

My cunt soaked my bush with my upheaval as I sauntered after him.

I reached his threshold, listening for that familiar squeak of the bed. He was stroking his peter with enthusiasm. I licked my rim, so ready to pounce on him. A cougar-mommy lusting to junket upon her aphrodisiacal son. My kitty-cat clenched, the heat bubbling through me.

He groaned.

I threw candid the door.

"Mom !"he gasped, struggling to push up his cock back into his flannel bottoms. But that big schlong was n't cooperating. His au naturel chest—he had pulled off the wife beater—rose and fell in his panic.

"Mmm, you do n't possess to do that,"I cooed, sauntering to him. My big titty swayed beneath the fabric, my nipples poking at it. He swallowed at the sight of me."I 'm here to lead care of you. I did n't realize that you liked MILFs. If you wanted a MILF, I was just down the hall."

"M-Mom ?"he croaked.

I reached his bed and crawled onto it, my tits dandling in the nightdress. The cloth swayed beneath me while feeling cool as it draped over my backbone and ass. I moved between his peg. His chest rose and fell as I stared down at his cock.

"Mmm, you just wanted a naughty mama to take in your dick, did n't you ?"I purred."That 's why you 've been watching all that MILF porn, have n't you ?"

He stared at me with such jar on his expression. It was so cute to witness.

"Mmm, I know,"I cooed."Your mommy understands what a young man needs."I grabbed his cock at the base beneath his own hand. He was so fond and hot."Now just let go and your mom will take care of you."

"This ... I ..."He released his shaft, his blue devil oculus staring at me with a mix of shock and lust.

I smiled at him."Relax, relax. Your momma knows how to suck your cock. Mmm, just be a good boy and enjoy."

I ducked my question down, my pitch blackness fuzz spilling around my burning brass. Then I gobbled his tool. I sucked him into my back talk, my pussy clenching. The heat rushed through my dead body. This was so gamy. I crossed the line into incest.

I nursed on his cock.

I suckled on my son 's big dick. The salty savour of his precum flowed across my taste buds. It was a joy that I savored. My dummy swayed as I blew him. I slid my sassing up and down his cock, determined to give him the undecomposed blowjob he 'd ever experienced.

To depict him why he only needed his mommy.

Just like I only needed Kevin. I did n't need other men. I had been raising my man and had never noticed it. My substantial, Thomas Young man to please me and have a go at it me. My gamy pussy clenched again, eager to find my son sliding back into me.

I knew it would be amazing. Magical. I bobbed my head, my black hair shifting, as I anticipated that terrific present moment of Kevin sliding into my pussy, his foresighted cock nudging into my cervix. His cum would fire into my uterus. I could still birth children.

My son 's infant. Maybe a daughter to love him when she was old enough who could make her own son to love her. On and on and on. A Chain of incestuous love. My cunt melted beneath such depraved thoughts.

I sucked harder on my son 's cock.

"Oh, my god, Mom,"Kevin groaned. His heading shifted on his pillow. His strong chest rose and fell, the heftiness playing across his musculus pectoralis. I stroked my left hand over his rippling abs. God, he was such a hunk."Oh, damn, Mom."

I winked at him and kept sucking. I blew him with hunger, bobbing my fountainhead. He groaned again, panting. I loved it. This was unbelievable to witness. To enjoy. I gave my son all the delight I could. I sucked on him. Slurped on him. I worshiped him with warmth. hunger. I wanted to swallow his cum.

That vernal jizz.

"That 's ... Your ..."His back arched."Fuck, Mom."

I sucked on him with hunger. I loved the sounds he made. My give hand scratched over his hefty trunk. My right wing pumped at the base of his dick. He had too much for me to take in my mouthpiece. My pussy drooled for this magnificent putz. I whimpered, moaning, bobbing my heading. He shuddered, his dick throb in my mouth.

I loved this. Incest felt so veracious. Answered all our problems. Quarantine could continue forever. I moaned around his tool as I bobbed up and down. My backtalk slid down his putz and then I sucked back up him.

"Yes, screwing, Mom !"he groaned."Oh, my god, that 's good. That 's gravel. Yes, yes, just like that. You 're going to make me explode."

I wanted that so practically. I hungered to swallow his salty fountain of jizz. To swig down all that wonderful spunk in his mouthpiece. I would drink it all down. My pussy clenched as my boldness hollowed. I suckled with all my might.

"darn, Mom !"he groaned."It 's like you ... you ... You want me to cum in your mouth. You want to swallow my cum. Oh, damn."

I winked at him.

My tongue danced around his dick. My big dope swayed as I worked my mouth up and down his shaft. The textile of my slim nightie rustled around me. The bedsprings creaked. His case twisted in passion. He groaned, through his clinched teeth.

"Mom !"

His cock pulsed in my stroking hand. Salty cum spurted into my mouth. For the outset prison term ever, I tasted my son 's seed. My eyes closed as the thick and creamy delight spilled through my mouth. The savour set all my tasting buds alight. It was incredible. I shuddered, my hips wiggling from right to left.

My snatch blazed with passion as I drank down my son 's cum. The heat swelled through me. I squeezed my center shut as I swallowed load after load of his cum. I swallowed so much of that yummy treat.

It was a delight to quaff down. A treat. I was thrilled to get to delight it. I swallowed it all down with hunger. I gulped it all down, the ointment flowing down my throat. My stomach rejoiced. I closed my oculus, savoring every moment of swallowing his cum.

"Oh, Mom, yes !"he groaned."You 're ... you 're amazing."

He fired the final of his jizz into my maw.

"Just awesome."

I slid my mouth up his cock and popped off with a wet plop."Mmm, was that all that you wanted ?"I grabbed the hem of my nightdress."Huh ? Having a sexy MILF suck your cock. A hot mom loving your dick."

"Yes,"he panted."I just ca n't trust ... You 're my mom. Where did you watch to suck a rooster ?"

"Oh, I was young once,"I purred."Before I had these big boob, I was a naughty thing."I slid my nightie 's hem up my thighs.

His eyes tracked it.

"Do you want to see your mommy 's twat ?"I cooed."The hole that birthed you ?"

He sat up, licking his lips. He nodded.

"And if I show it, what will you do ?"I asked."testament you eat it ?"

"I 've never eaten a girl out,"he groaned.

"Those poor girlfriend you particular date,"I said, shaking my head teacher."Luckily, you have your mom to teach you how to please her. Then you wo n't possess to frustrate the Pres Young dame. You 'll take your mummy to love."

He groaned.

"Mmm, yes, you 're going to learn how to delight me, are n't you ?"I purred. I pulled up the hem gamey. I exposed my upper thigh and then paused veracious before exposing my Vannevar Bush and twat.

He stared at me with hunger, trembling.

"Kevin ?"I asked in a sing-song voice."Are you going to determine ?"

"Yes !"

I ripped up my nightie and flashed my black bush dripping with my succus. My tangy perfume rose in the air. I breathed it in as I kept pulling up the nightie. Kevin stared at my pussycat while I unveiled my big teat. I threw my nightie to the floor, naked now.

His centre flicked up to my large and persuade knocker. His gaze arrested on them. I had hard, dark-red nipples that thrust from wide areolas. He licked his lips at the sight of them. They were n't stilted knocker. Those were all-natural F-cups. He groaned as he stared at them, baloney running over his chin.

"You can touch them,"I said, thrusting my nipple out at him."You used to when you were a baby."I circled both my ring of color with my fingers."You used to suckle from here."I touched my compensate nipple."And here."I pinched my left field, my cunt clenching.

He groaned and then he darted his principal forward and latched onto my right pap. I pinched the unexpended nub as he suckled. I groaned, my pussy imbibition in the tingles his lip produced. This felt far, far nicer than when he 'd been a baby. This was sexual. Sensual. Wicked. Kinky.

Incestuous.

My son nursed from my mamilla with hunger. I ran my right hand through his brown tomentum. I smiled down at him, feeling so close to my son as he loved my nub. He suckled from me with hunger, breast feeding, making me feel stick.

He sucked with such hungriness, my kitty clenching from the force. I shuddered, my hips wiggling from incline to side. He drew in my whole areola with his thirstiness. I threw back my head teacher. My pussy clenched, the heat rushing through me.

It was amazing to experience. Just a delight. I bit my lip, loving this wicked heat that flowed through me. My hips wiggled from side to position, my twat on flame. My juices trickled out of my twat and ran down my thighs.

"Oh, Kevin,"I moaned."Oh, yes, yes, love mommy 's nipple."I pinched the early one."Mmm, you 're so good."

He nibbled on my nub with his strong lips. His blue eyes stared up at me. I loved it. I groaned, my fingers digging into his haircloth. I licked my brim, savoring this moment. He suckled again, my cunt growing hotter.

"Yes, yes, you 're getting my bitch all nice and ready for your lingua,"I moaned."Mommy 's going to submerge you in cunt emollient. How does that sound ?"

He groaned.

"That 's what I thought,"I cooed."Mmm, yes, yes, you 're going to just cum hard for mommy, are n't you ?"

He nodded.

I smiled at him. This joy surged through me. I was so glad that he was loving me. He enjoyed it. This was so wonderful. I felt so close to my son just like I had when he was a sister nursing from me. I shivered in joy.

I felt so affectionate right now. I pulled his head from my breast, my nipple popping out of his mouth. Then I kissed him. I planted my sass right on his. I thrust my tongue into his back talk. He groaned. I swirled around in him, kissing him hard. He groaned, his tongue dancing with mine. It was exciting. Naughty. It made me tingle.

I loved it.

I swirled my natural language around in his mouthpiece. I kissed him with all the hunger I possessed. All the taboo and depraved luxuria that brimmed inside of me. I loved the taste of him. The feeling. I plunged my tongue to the hilt in him, reaching for the cover of his tonsils.

He groaned as I kissed him with hungriness. My kitty-cat was on flack. I had to possess him eat me out. I placed my bridge player on his shoulders, kissing him hard. With such passion. My fingernails bit into his articulatio humeri. I had to cum. I had been simmering all day.

I needed to drown my son in my passion.

I pushed him down to the bed, breaking the kiss. He panted as he did, his eyes full. He stretched out on the bed. His chest rose and fell as he stared up at me. I smiled down at him. My eyes smoldered with such hunger.

"Mmm, I 'm going to enjoy this,"I cooed as I crawled up his body."You 're going to consume my pussy, are n't you ?"

"Yes, Mom,"he groaned.

"Mmm, my sexy son is going to revere that naughty hole that brought him in the world."I smiled down at him as I settled my peg around his head. I lowered my furry muff to his face, staring at his eyes between my swaying tit."You want to eat mammy 's kitty-cat, do n't you ? That 's why you watch all that MILF smut. All those gamey step-moms. You want the real thing."

"Yes !"he gasped.

I settled my blackamoor bush right field on his rima oris. I shuddered as I did. I felt my gyre spilling over his lips than my labia kissed him. I groaned at the incestuous physical contact of my jackass on his font. He moaned as he stared up at me.

"Now lick,"I moaned."Caress through my flock. pester me. Feast on me. Show me how lots you love the taste of my twat, Kevin ! Love your mommy 's puss !"

He licked.

His clapper slid through my folds. I gasped and shuddered from his wicked strokes. The pleasure rushed through my torso. It was incredible to palpate. To experience. My stallion physical structure shuddered. I panted, my middle throb in my dresser. My son licked at my cunt.

He devoured me. His glossa slid into my folds again and again. He caressed my labia and brushed my clit. It was unbelievable to feel. To enjoy. I threw back my head, hair dancing. I panted, savoring my son 's caresses.

The joy rippled through me while his juicy eyes stared up at my swaying tits. I smiled down at him between my jiggling breasts. The pleasure rippled through me, stirred up by his spit thrashing at my cunt with bolder and bolder strokes.

"Oh, yes, yes, Kevin, tell mommy how much you love her pussy."

"So good,"my son croaked."Damn, Mom, you taste amazing."

"Mmm, then thrust your lingua into my cunt,"I groaned."Ram it in and—"

He thrust his tongue into my kitty-cat.

"Yes !"

I felt that thick tongue wiggling about in my pussy. I shuddered, my pussy clenching as he stirred his natural language around in my twat. He swirled it against my sensible rampart, the pleasure rippling through me. My clit rubbed on his upper berth lip, sparks flaring.

My boobs jiggled as I shuddered. I whimpered and moaned, the bed creaking as I rubbed my furred muff into my son 's mouth. Just having his tongue back inside of my twat was amazing. Every female parent should go through this joy with their son. It was amazing. Fantastic. It made me quiver and shiver.

"Oh, my god, that 's great. That 's awesome. Yes, yes, that 's what I crave. What I need. Ooh, you 're going to make me explode."

"Mom,"he groaned into my twat.

"Just keep licking,"I panted, grinding on him."Just keep sucking at my pussy. Oh, yes, yes, you 're doing so near. You 're making your mother feel amazing. That 's wonderful. Oh, yes, yes, you 're so delicious. Ram that tongue into my cunt. Ooh, yes, yes, throw me cum."

He fucked his glossa in and out of my cunt. My back arched. I shuddered, my tit swaying from side to side. I shuddered, loving the feel of his knife dancing around in me. That wonderful appendage stirred around in me. It was amazing to feel. Just so wonderful. I loved it as I climbed closer and closer to cumming.

finisher and closer to drowning my son in my pussy ointment. I would unleash a terrific flood of cream that would make me explode. It was delightful. I savored this second. I enjoyed my son lapping at me with hungriness. He licked me out with such febrile need. It was amazing. I loved every second of it. I savored the delicious joy he gave me.

My head threw back. The bliss swelled through me. It was amazing. Just such a wondrous delight to enjoy. I bit my lower lip as he swirled through my pussy. His tongue was perfect. I would take in such a decent orgasm.

But I needed something else. I needed him to do one to a greater extent affair for me.

"My clitoris !"I moaned."suck on my button. That will beam me over the edge."

His men grabbed my ass as he slid his natural language out of my pussy. Then he licked to my bud. He fluttered against it."That ?"

"Yes, yes, that 's my clit !"I moaned."sucking on mommy 's clitoris. Make mommy cum !"

He sucked hard.

I gasped as he did that. My twat clenched. My toes curled. It was amazing to feel my son sucking and nursing and loving my clit. My bud pulsed and throbbed. The pleasure swelled through me. My booby bounced before me.

He groped my ass. He kneaded my rump as he dug his fingers into my flesh. I savored it. Loved him groping me. It was incredible to savour. My head tossed from side to side, bootleg hair dancing. My pussy clenched every prison term he sucked.

"Kevin !"I moaned.

He nursed. My bud burst with sparks.

"Yes !"

I came.

My first incestuous orgasm surged through me. This wonderful pleasure raced through my organic structure. I bucked and shuddered, savoring every minute of this joy. It was perfect. Fantastic. I whimpered through my rapture. My mind tossed back and forth. The pleasure burned through me. ace danced before my eyes.

My snatch cream gushed out of me as the flames blazed across my mind. Depraved ecstasy consumed my thoughts. I loved it. I bucked and shuddered, my titty heaving from the pleasure of this mo. It was intense. Delicious. Amazing. It was almost everything I craved from my son.

I just wanted one more thing.

"Yes, yes, yes !"I moaned."Oh, my god, that 's amazing."I trembled."Oh, Kevin, you 're so terrific. drink my cream !"

He drank down my cream. He licked at me, moaning. His strokes sent new pleasure blazing through me. It felt so incredible. How hanker had it been since I had a man ? A yr ? Two ? No more vibrators for me. I had my son.

My sexy, hunky, MILF-loving son.

"Oh, Kevin !"I panted as my orgasm reached a peak.

"Mmm, Mom,"he groaned, his fingers digging into my plump rump.

I reached behind me and grabbed his cock. I squeezed his putz and felt him throbbing in my hand. I smiled at that. He had that big hawkshaw that just begged to give me ride him. I stroked up and down him, so glad he had recovered.

"Mmm, do you need to feel Mommy 's kitty sliding around your dick ?"I purred.

"Yes, Mom,"he groaned into my snatch.

"Do you want to cum in ma ?"I shuddered on him while his dick throbbed in my hand."Do you want to pump all your seed in mom 's cunt ?"

"Yes !"

I shuddered, my fathead on fire. This was what I needed. Craved. I slid down his body, moving my hips. He stared at me in awe, his lips gleaming in my pussy pick. My boobs heaved as I aimed his peter at my approaching snatch. I nuzzled the tip into my bush. His top kissed my cuntlips. I smiled at him.

His oculus widened in awe as I straightened upright, my boobs jiggling. Then I sank my cunt down his dick. Slowly. I swallowed inch after glorious inch of my son 's big dick. I groaned out my pleasure, reveling in every moment of delight. Every last second of bliss. This was incredible. Amazing. My aspect contorted in delight. A big grin crossed my lips as I took more and more of his dick.

"doodly-squat, Mom !"he gasped, his human face twisting in pleasure.

"Mmm, I know,"I cooed."Mommy twat is so much better than all those lilliputian girls you 've been fucking, is n't it ?"

"piece of tail, yes !"

"Ooh, mum 's big, strong son needs a genuine woman."

His workforce shot up and grabbed my boobs. He squeezed my big tits with his strong fingers. My cunt clenched around his girth. I undulated my hips forward and back, grinding my clit into his pubic mound. Pleasure rippled through me. It felt amazing. This wonderful delectation.

I squeezed my cunt and then slid my pussy up his turncock. I groaned at the wonderful delight of his big dick caressing all my racy bit. It was incredible. Amazing. I groaned out my pleasure. I loved every moment of his peter caressing my puss walls.

"Oh, yes, yes, mum loves having your big gumshoe in her pussy !"

"I fucking love it, too, Mom !"he groaned, finger's breadth digging into my flesh.

I smiled at him and then I slammed my cunt down his putz. I took my son 's tool to the hilt. I groaned as my cunt swallowed every in of him. I gobbled up his putz. My back arched. My boobs swayed and jiggled. I grinned at him, the pleasure surging through my eubstance. It was amazing to enjoy.

"Oh, tinker's damn,"he groaned, staring up at me in awe."That 's incredible. You 're amazing, Mom !"

"So are you,"I moaned and razz my son.

My tits jiggled in his hand as I worked my excited cuckoo up and down his cock. The friction of his cinch massaged my purulent rampart. My cunt clenched about him, making us both moan. He licked his cunt-soaked lips.

I slammed down him, taking him to the hilt, and then rose back up him. I repeated it over and over again. Every time I bottomed out on him, my clit fusillade with flicker. The blissfulness showered through me. They splashed over my mind, drenching my opinion in such naughty delight.

"Yes, yes, yes !"I moaned, savoring the silky coast of riding his putz. The delight built and built in me."Oh, that 's tremendous. That 's amazing. Kevin !"

"Mom !"

My orgasm swelled and swelled as I rode him. It grew so fast. His shaft felt so perfect in my pussy. He reached to my neck every time like he was sized just for my pussy. I groaned, my cunt squeezing about him. His peter throbbed in my twat while his hand squeezed my titmouse. I whimpered, moaned, my hairsbreadth dancing around my shoulders.

I slammed my twat down his thick cock. That big dick reached so late into me. My pussy drank in the friction. I ground my pubic off-white into his clit. He groaned, his manpower squeezing my tits. His grim eyes stared up at me with such hunger.

"Mom !"he groaned.

That one word set me off. The taboo nature of it. The subvert delight of hearing my son moan it while my kitty-cat had taken every inch of his big and throbbing dick. I threw back my head and howled out my pleasure.

"Kevin !"I screamed as I came.

My pussy spasmed around his big and throbbing gumshoe. My bitch went rampantly. My flesh rippled and writhed around him. I bucked and shuddered on him, the Wave of go rushing through my body. Mighty tidal wafture of bliss that drowned my mind.

I threw back my read/write head and howled out my rapture. I bucked and shuddered on his cock, my pussy rippling and writhing. The spasming bliss injection through me. It was incredible. I groaned, my intellect imbibition in the ecstasy.

"Shit, Mom !"he groaned.

"Cum in mom 's pussy !"I panted, my cunt writhing around his big dick."Kevin, cum in Mommy 's juicy cunt ! founder Mommy your seed !"

"Yes !"he snarled.

His cum erupted into my pussy.

I gasped as my snatch rippled and writhed around his cock. His hot cum pumped into me. Spurt after squirt of his jizz flooded my bitch. He squirted it right against my cervix. His germ flooded into my uterus. This Rush flooded through me.

More cloud nine drowned my mind. I gasped and moaned, my pussy massaging his spurting tool. He pumped me full of all his hot and delicious cum. He filled me to the brim with his baby-making heart. I groaned, loving every bit of his jizz flooding me. It was unbelievable. Amazing.

"Yes !"I howled, his hand squeezing my tits.

"Oh, god, Mom !"he groaned, his hands kneading my booby as my snatch wrung his cock dry.

I worked out every last drop of jizz he had. I drained my son 's bollock. I shuddered on him and leaned forward over him. His hands fell from my breast. I pressed my tit into his pectus and kissed his pussy-flavored mouth.

I tasted tangy and delicious.

I kissed my son with hunger. I loved him, dancing my knife around inside of his mouth. He groaned into the buss, stroking my back, his cock going voiced in my slit full of his jizz. I felt so wonderful right now. So complete.

I broke the kiss and purred,"Mmm, was n't that salutary than a pic ?"

"rhythm anything on Netflix,"he groaned.

"I was n't talking Netflix,"I cooed and kissed my son again.

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I loved being a hot mom.

Two calendar week later, Quarantine was going solid. Might even survive another month. I did n't mind. My son was helping me pass it in vogue. He ate my slit three fourth dimension a day, and I rewarded him with blowjobs, my cunt, and even my asshole.

I hummed as I waited on the pregnancy test. It had been such a wonderful two calendar week, and I was tidal bore for more. I was my son 's spicy mommy. I smiled when the garden pink line appeared. This time, I would know who the don of my shaver was.

My pussy clenching, I slipped out to ascertain my son. I needed him to eat my engender snatch. I hoped I had a girl.

"Kevin,"I called,"Mommy needs your help !"

The END of this Incestuous tale of the Quarantine