( Jessica )

As I wake up the future dayspring with a sore pharynx courtesy of my son relentlessly face fucking me a few 60 minutes ago, Trevor is in the shower. Yesterday good afternoon, I was looking forward to a lazy Saturday after a stressful week at work. Then last night happened and I 'm immediately uneasy that Bob Dylan or I will somehow accidentally reveal our closed book to my husband. That makes me feel sick to my stomach with anxiety. Then, I sit up and Trevor opens the toilet door with a cloud of steam escaping.

( Trevor )

'' Hey, love. Sorry I could n't last out awake last night. I passed out at around 9:00. How 'd your introduction at work go ? ``

( Jessica )

'' Huh ? Oh, serious. '' It 's concentrated to concentrate on Trevor 's part while thinking about what I did conclusion night.

( Trevor )

'' You okay ? ``

( Jessica )

I ca n't do or say anything to clear him suspicious. `` Yeah, yeah. I have a sore throat and it 's intemperately for me to peach. I think it 's from talking non-stop yesterday. ``

( Trevor )

'' Okay. fountainhead, it 's almost 8:00, so I 'll go downstairs and get some coffee going for us. See you down there whenever. ``

( Jessica )

I give him a nod and he leaves the room wearing an old t-shirt and pajama pants. Once he 's out of my pile, I fall back onto my pillow and reflect on the dark before. Just thinking about it with persona of gobbling up my son 's cock, nut, and cum flashing through my head instantly turns me on and I start playing with my clit. As I showered survive night, I wondered how I 'd feel after sleeping on it. Aside from anxiety from being found out, I have no declination and am excited to lead it further when given the chance. It does n't take long to get myself off, so I head to the bathroom and complete my first light routine.

I put on the same loosen tee shirt from shoemaker's last Nox with a duad of basswood green yoga pants since my short circuit got soaked. My new ensemble is not an chance event. I know exactly what I 'm doing. After applying a bit of eyeliner and pulling my hair into a ponytail, I head downstairs to feel an void family room and kitchen. Trevor must be checking his work e-mail. I go to his office staff and as expected, I find him at his desk in movement of his piece of work laptop with forenoon news on the TV. `` Hey, you hungry ? ``

( Trevor )

'' Uhhhhhh, yes. I got an netmail saying I need to go out-of-state next Saturday and wo n't get back until previous that Midweek. ``

( Jessica )

'' Shoot. '' YES ! Four uninterrupted nighttime alone with Dylan. That 's the kind of opportunity I was hoping for. `` Are you going to be in here for a while dealing with work ? ``

( Trevor )

'' Yep, looks that way. ``

( Jessica )

'' Okay. I 'm going to make some bollock and goner. You hang out in here and I 'll bring them in. ``

( Trevor )

'' Thank you, dear. ``

( Jessica )

A few proceedings pass by and I 'm adding eggs in the pan when I hear footfall ascending the cellar step, then the door opens and closes. I keep my book binding to Dylan and let my yoga pants do their job.

( Dylan )

God. There 's my loose woman mother making breakfast wearing that shirt again with stringent yoga pants that are absolutely clinging to her bubble hind end. There 's an obvious wrinkle defining her inscrutable butt crack. It looks like two balls divided perfectly in one-half. I approach her quietly and drive into her fanny so that I can easily feel her up from behind.

( Jessica )

'' Mmmmmm. Morning, baby. '' Dylan pushing against me feels good, comforting.

( Dylan )

'' daybreak, Mom. '' I ca n't stand touching her and wrap my arms around her waist with my hands reaching inside her shirt to massage the undersurface of her breasts. Then I start grinding my pants-covered dick into her ass crack.

( Jessica )

'' Mmmmmm. '' Trevor is a tits guy and gets grossed out by the thought of even touching anywhere near my bunghole. I 've asked him a few times over the eld if he 'd be up for trying anal and he 's always shied away from it, saying maybe in the futurity. I got the touch, though, and stopped asking about 5 years ago. I was tired of the disappointment every fourth dimension I got rejected and he 's never brought it up on his own. So having attention shown to my ass feels swell and lets me have it off it still looks dependable to someone.

( Bob Dylan )

I want to tear Mom 's skin-tight pants off right now and forget my face in her fat, but tight ass. Just seeing it last Night and this break of the day was enough to give me an erecting. Actually feeling it now is bringing back fellow animalistic tone from hold up night. I squeeze a piffling tighter and scratch increasing my pace in an effort to dry hump her bum. She puts her hands out on the counter to stabilise herself, gives a ready sexy moan, then looks back at me.

( Jessica )

'' Dylan, not now. Ahhhh, it feels good. But not now. Your founding father is in his office and could walk in here any second. We have to be overbold. ``

( Dylan )

Like I give a damn. I 'm pressed deep enough into her crack now so that I feel her cheeks hugging my hard-on as I move it up and down with her body rocking back and Forth against the counter. I 'm invite to drive both of our bloomers off.

( Jessica )

Having my son 's big virgin hawkshaw creating friction between my ass brass feels wonderful. I start to imagine it happening without pants on, then call up our current situation and regain calmness. `` Dylan, NOT now. '' I take his hands off my breasts and push his hips away to turn around and see a massive pants tent on his fork. He looks at me with a mix of surprisal and disappointment.

( Bob Dylan )

'' Sorry, Mom. I 'm just so randy and you turn me on so much. I ca n't stop myself from feeling you up. ``

( Jessica )

I like that. `` It 's all right. But we can not do this stuff when your dad is around and he can easily beguile us. Ca n't do it. Okay ? ``

( Dylan )

'' Yeah, O.K.. ``

( Jessica )

'' Your dad let me have intercourse he 's going out of town side by side Saturday for a few Day. So until then, we 're just mom and son. Understand ? ``

( Dylan )

'' I got it. '' darn, a totally week. I desperately want to have intercourse my mom right now and would do anything to convince her to let me. But I ca n't force it and deflower what I have. I need to be smart and play along.

( Jessica )

I pull his dick out so that it 's standing straight up, bend down, fellate the fat head and a few more inches into my mouth, and go in-and-out with it 5 or 6 quick times before quietly pulling away and tucking it back into his pant with my paw. `` One week, Mister. You can make it. '' I hope I can make it.

( Dylan )

Oh yeah. Feeling my mom 's mouth again sends a wave of expiation over my body. Even if only for a few secondment. She hands me a plate of ball and gives a flirty smirk.

( Jessica )

'' Now go eat downstairs so your dad does n't beguile a coup d'oeil of your big erection. '' God tinker's damn, that kid 's got a just peter. Dylan retreats downstairs as I finish making the toast and consume Trevor 's food to him. He gives me a quick thanks without breaking his stare from the computer. I bend down to kiss him on his sassing with him having no idea I just had our son 's morning wood between mine. That sends a shiver of naughtiness down my sticker as I walk out to enjoy my food alone in the family room, happily thinking about what just happened and how excited I am for a week from today. I 'm going to direct my son 's virginity.

Saturday goes by. Sun comes and goes. Monday drags on for timelessness. Tuesday, just four days away. An uneventful Wednesday is gone. Thursday 's done. We get by Friday as well as another sexless week with Trevor.

FINALLY, Sat is here again. Dylan was a good boy all workweek and respected my wishes. I did catch him looking me up and down legion times as he patiently waited. And I 'll be honest, I dressed down every night in a way to catch his eye just to keep him wanting more. There was only one somebody in my life I was trying to impress all week and it was n't my husband.

On the morn of the day Trevor is leaving us, I jump out of bed at about 6:00 AM like a child on Christmas break of day. I do n't really know what to do with myself, so I nail job around the house until I hear shuffling coming up the cellar stairs at about 8:00. Dylan emerges from the door looking at me with squinted eyes. `` estimable morning, truelove. ``

( Dylan )

'' Morning. What are you doing ? ``

( Jessica )

'' hooey around the house. ``

( Dylan )

'' Dad still here ? ``

( Jessica )

He 's wasting no clip. `` Uh huh. He does n't leave for the aerodrome until 3:00 this afternoon. ``

( Dylan )

I want him gone now. `` Oh. O.K.. '' I do n't really know how to come near today since I 've been instructed to not do anything with Dad around. And when he does leave, then what ? Do I just contain her how I want ? Let her wind ? I do n't know.

( Jessica )

'' I was thinking. Why do n't you rent me out somewhere nice to eat this evening since it 'll just be the two of us ? A romantic date. ``

( Dylan )

I do n't take a job to pay for a meal and I do n't have a car. This is going to palpate like a mom taking her lilliputian kid somewhere fun to eat. Just as I 'm about to react, she saves me from the embarrassment.

( Jessica )

'' How about I drive us there and pay for the nutrient, then you drive us home since I 'll probably have a few drinks ? You have your driver 's license, so we might as well use it. Then when we get home, we 'll see where the night takes us. ``

( Dylan )

I feel a little expert about that organization. `` OK, that sounds just. What prison term ? ``

( Jessica )

'' I looked online and the restaurant has an availability at 6:00, so let 's leave at 5:15. And DRESS UP. We 're going somewhere nice, so you ca n't go in wearing sweats and a baseball game cap. '' I 'm making sure this will be a memorable night for him. Also, selfishly, I want to see him putting endeavour into looking attractive for me.

We wrap up our quick conversation and go our separate ways. I do n't see him the rest of the day as we stay fussy doing our own things. 3:00 comes and Trevor gives me the now all-too-familiar speedy muckle on the face as he leaves with his luggage. No matter since I 'm no longer dependent on him for satisfying my sexual pauperism. I head to the victor bathroom to lavish and jump primping. I feel excitement and felicity as I begin preparing myself for my son, knowing what 's to come later.

5:10 hits and I hear Bob Dylan yell up to me.

( Dylan )

'' Mom, are you coming ? ! ``

( Jessica )

'' Yeah, I 'll be right down ! '' I turn to the full-length mirror by the bed for one concluding review of my appearance and know there 's no way he 'll be capable to turn back himself tonight. missionary post accomplished.

( Jessica )

The mirror 's reflection gives me a full view of myself in a futile vino red MIDI cocktail dress that cuts off at the knees. It has a cryptic v-neck with see-through mesh detailing on the flop and lace trim on the bodice. The bust has integral padding to really make my cleavage pop and the back zips up. There 's a side of meat snag on the left leg of the bird with crenated lace edging. I 'm not wearing underwear because the dress is fairly tight in the hips, so I want to keep it perfectly shaped.

The gamy heels are matching in color and help to make my ass aspect stronger. My haircloth is down and I made sure it has plenty of loudness. The makeup took about 30 moment to practice, but looks on point. The smokey eyeshadow, wickedness pink lipstick, and medium length press-on gel fingernails with livid point complete the expression. I 'm feeling very confident in myself as I grab my disgraceful leather wristlet and head downstairs to converge my son.

( Dylan )

As Mom starts coming down the stairs, I see she 's wearing high dog and a dress. Then she comes into fully vista and I can barely hold in myself. She looks graceful, sexy, and drop dead gorgeous. I 've never seen her flavour like this before and brook speechless shaking my principal in disbelief. Her breasts look immaculate in that dress. Surprisingly, my favorite part about the smell might be her hair. It looks so full and sexy, like it was professionally styled. Holy shit, she 's SO hot.

( Jessica )

As Dylan stands there shaking his head looking me up and down, I ca n't assist but to smile. He 's hooked. `` What do you cogitate ? ``

( Dylan )

'' Wow. You look ... unbelievable. So undecomposed. ``

( Jessica )

As I let his eyes survey me, I 'm also checking him out. His dirty blonde hairsbreadth is neatly styled and he 's wearing a alight blue dress shirt with the top button unbuttoned, black dress gasp and shoes, and a black 5-button vest with the bottom release undone. I can also see a black belt with a silver buckle peeking out from under the vest. Aside from gifts from family, I 've bought all of his dress for him. And with him only being 18, he does n't have an extensive wardrobe. I know this is about the nicest outfit he could put together with what he has, so I certainly take account his wearable choice for our date. And he looks damn good in it, too. Maybe it 's the way the vest frames him, but he looks more athletic than usual. I 'd have intercourse to get him naked right now since I 've only seen him bottomless so far. In due time.

( Jessica )

'' Thank you. I 've got ta say, you 're looking pretty hot yourself over there. mommy likes. You ready to go ? ``

( Bob Dylan )

'' Yep. ``

( Jessica )

I 'm sure to walk in front of him on our way to the garage so he can watch me from behind and I immediately find his oculus on me. I also feel something else at the Lapp time that I have n't felt in old age ... butterflies. This is so exciting.

( Dylan )

As Mom base on balls in movement of me down the vestibule to our garage, I have a pure scene of her ass as each brass shifts with every measure she takes. I swear she 's trying to put on a display and she 's doing a great job with it. I can also reek her perfume and shampoo in the air and it 's intoxicating. This is a cleaning woman who knows to handle and present herself confidently unlike fille in school who are diffident of themselves or try too intemperately to be seen. Mom does n't even birth to try, she naturally pulls my heart in her direction. Her confidence is a huge bit on. We reach the car and pull out of the service department in silence. I 'm excited, but also very nervous.

( Jessica )

We live just outside a major urban center and the eating place is business district, so there 's traffic to engagement at 5:30 on a Saturday night in the summer. After a 40-minute drive with some small talk included, we reach our destination. This is a 4-star French people restaurant with a dress code that I made for sure we matched. As we exit the car, I meet Dylan 's left side and hook my arm under his so we walk in together. When we enter the antechamber, we 're greeted by the hosts and shown our table.

I can feel most the great unwashed looking up at us from their plate as we walk behind the Host through the place. I wonder if they 're looking at me, Dylan, or both of us as a twain. I hope some of the guys are looking at me and am certainly many of the women are jealous of my date. Even though we 're mom and son, they do n't know that and I do n't design on letting them follow to that conclusion. We get seated at a board in the back corner away from most of the other patron and are greeted by our 30-something waitress, Caitlin, a few secondment after we sit.

( Caitlin )

'' Good eventide and welcome to La Lune. I 'm your server, Caitlin. Have you two dined here before or is it your offset prison term ? ``

( Jessica )

'' world-class time for both of us. ``

( Caitlin )

'' Great. Is it a special social occasion ? ``

( Jessica )

'' Yes, this is our get-go day of the month. '' Just then, I catch a glance of jealousy from Caitlin and have a go at it it. That 's right, this hot young guy is mine. I see Dylan crack a smile across the table. From there, we place our drink orders. Bob Dylan goes with water while I order a very expensive shabu of red wine.

( Bob Dylan )

'' First date, huh ? You think she bought it ? ``

( Jessica )

'' Hahaha ! ! ! Yeah, she bought it. But it 's also truthful. There 's cipher else around tonight, so we 're discharge to be ourselves and not just mom and son. think the rules. We are two adults tonight on a day of the month enjoying the other 's society, both verbally and physically. '' As I finish saying that, I again feel a guess of agitation run through my veins.

crapulence came, we ordered food, more deglutition came, we ate, and a terminal round of drinks came. My son, having only had piss all dark, is completely sombre. I, on the other mitt, am definitely tipsy and feeling uninhibited. As we make pocket-size public lecture, I stretch my shoe out under the table and find his leg. I start rubbing it, trying to get as close to his crotch as I can before realizing I ca n't get it as high as I want. darn being only 5'5 '' with short legs. With that fruition, I finish my third glass of vino and put my cite card in the check leaflet. Caitlin comes by to grab it and I reach my handwriting across the board to hold Dylan 's. `` So, what now ? ``

( Dylan )

'' You mean after the restaurant ?

( Jessica )

'' Mmm-hmmm. '' I 'm so ready to get my son naked and on top of me.

( Dylan )

'' Do you want to go back home ? '' Can I be assertive now and tell her everything I want to do to her ? This situation is still awkward and Weird, but my internal secretion do n't open a shit.

( Jessica )

'' okey. Then what ? '' I 'm funny to see how he handles this conversation. Plus, since I 'm feeling effects of the wine, I want to flirt and mess up with his head a bit.

( Bob Dylan )

She 's going to make me say it, huh ? I had my cock down her pharynx a week ago and have been fantasizing all week about being inside of her. But now that the Night is here, I 'm having a hard time expressing myself and taking control. `` Not certain. Maybe watch a movie or something ? It 's only 8:00 right now, so the Nox is still Loretta Young. ``

( Jessica )

What happened to the controlling face fucker from a week ago ? Maybe he has to get the act going before he finds himself again. `` Maybe a movie, maybe something else. We 'll see. You ready to go ? ``

( Dylan )

'' Yeah, let 's get out of here. ``

( Jessica )

'' You drive. '' I deal him the keys and stand up to leave. As he steps toward me, I again hook my arm under his forget arm and remain my headland on his shoulder on our way out. Maybe it 's because of the rut Trevor and I have fallen into, but the physical link with Dylan feels special. Like he 's my man. Every irregular we 're touching each former, I cherish.

( Dylan )

As we approach the exit, I let her walk slightly ahead of me and I lower my left hand to guide her frown back. But I feel my paw rest atop the ledge that is her butt impertinence and decide to let it miss so that the impudence is in my palm tree. I rub it around and feel no underwear bloodline. My mom is going commando and it feels amazing. I give a promptly liquidity crisis and wonder at its combination of firmness and softness.

( Jessica )

THERE he is. I give a slight yelp and grin across-the-board as my son grabs my ass. Yeah, there wo n't be any movies in our house tonight.

We get in the car and Dylan pulls us out of the parking lot. I 'm sitting in the passenger seat so that the split on the doll dower of my attire clearly exposes most of my left leg to him. After about 10 minute of drive, I 've seen him look over from the nook of his eye multiple times. He thinks he 's sly, but I giggle to myself at how obvious he is. So I reach across the centre of attention console and pull his right deal onto my exposed thigh and leave it there for him to do what he wants.

( Bob Dylan )

Mom 's leg feels so smooth and hairless. This is the first clock time I 've touched her peel below her belly release and it 's making my dick grow. As I slide it up, I can palpate a substantial total of heat hit my hand. Neither of us is saying anything, just enjoying the touching. I look over and she 's got her heading tilted back with her middle closed.

( Jessica )

His fingerbreadth are only about 6 inches from my vagina now and my leg 's quivering a little bit. This drive home could never be short enough. He starts squeezing my inner second joint and rubbing up and down as my pussy is crying to be penetrated. I do n't intend he can progress to far enough to get inside. DAMN IT !

( Dylan )

I ca n't turn over far enough to get my fingers into her. anathemise IT ! After about 5 minutes of squeezing and rubbing Mom 's leg, I pull my hired man back to finish up the driveway nursing home. But then she unhooks her seatbelt and leans over.

( Jessica )

I 'm not waiting another 15 minutes to get home. I 'm pulling him out of those pants aright now.

( Dylan )

Mom starts feverishly unlatching my knock and unzips my trouser to let out my erection. She wastes no prison term in stuffing it in her mouth and going up and down. God tinker's damn, I 'm getting road head word from my mother now.

( Jessica )

Dylan 's penis feels at home in my mouth. I 'd make love to go groundless on it, but ca n't leave a heap or stains in the car. I carefully bob up and down on about the top 4 in and jerk the stern 4 remaining inch with my right wing hand.

( Dylan )

As Mom goes up and down on me, I rest my right hand on the back of her headspring and try to jazz her oral fissure while maintaining control of the car. This is difficult to balance. I decide to bowdlerize my pelvic bowel movement and let her control condition most of it. She starts twisting her headway onto it while never coming up for a breather. I hear her moaning and breathing hard from her wind. We pass by an 18-wheeler in the lane to the right wing of us and the driver blows his horn. He must have caught a glimpse of what 's happening. If he only knew what 's actually happening right now ...

( Jessica )

I do n't even care about Bob Dylan blowing his load right now and not saving it for when we get home. I 'll make certain he has time to recharge his balls for another load. Right now, I 'm just starving for my son 's cum.

( Dylan )

It 's probably been about 5 minute of arc now and she 's come up for a quick breather just once. She 's loudly slurping on it in an endeavor to keep everything contained and not on the car rear. She 's incredible.

( Jessica )

Some of my spittle has dripped onto his pants, but that does n't matter as long as the bum and car 's interior stoppage clean. I 'm the one who does his laundry anyway. I can feel his dick develop a little more and his orchis tighten.

( Dylan )

'' I 'm about to cum, Mom. ``

( Jessica )

'' Mm-hm. Mmmmmm. '' Dylan 's cum splashes into my sassing with multiple sprays that I quickly suck down to prevent a mess. Unlike final week when load after load was deposited down my pharynx, these servings of my boy 's semen are hitting my lingua and getting tasted. And it tastes so good. A little bitter, but still with some sweetness mixed in. And it 's THICK to the point that I feel like I should manducate it before swallowing. This setting is so hot. atomiser, gulp, spray, gulp, atomizer, gulp.

He 's stopped shooting now and I 've swallowed it all while successfully keeping the car unblemished. I lick all around the Base of his dick and pull myself back up into my hind end as we make the turn onto our street.

( Dylan )

God, that felt so adept. I look over at Mom and she 's staring at me with a devilish smirk and wiping the corners of her backtalk. Such a slut.

( Jessica )

'' will it hanging out of your pants as we pull into the garage. '' After giving him road head, I 'm more turned on than ever and determined to roll in the hay my son 's brains out tonight.

( Dylan )

The family 's front line lights automatically come on as the service department door raises. I just hope no neighbors were looking out their windows because there 's no denying what they would have seen. Once we 're completely inside, I lower the garage door and step out of the car holding the saliva-dampened waist of my pant up with my right hand.

( Jessica )

'' Get inside and get hold of your pants off. ``

( Dylan )

I follow Mom from behind back into the mansion with my erecting still partially intact as I watch her ass spring through her dress with each stride again. God damn, I want that ass. As instructed, I drop my pant on the floor along with my socks and shoes.

( Jessica )

'' Come on. ``

( Bob Dylan )

Mom starts going upstairs and I closely follow. It looks like she 's purposefully trying to shove her big ass into my human face, so I slap the flop cheek as it sways to the side.

( Jessica )

'' Ooh ! I like that. '' Feeling the con of my son 's hand smacking my ass did goose egg to fall my horniness, that 's for sure.

( Dylan )

She goes into her and Dad 's room and I follow. Is this really about to happen ? Just like that without any conversation first ? I stop at the threshold as she walks to the full-length mirror next to her side of the bed and kicks her high cad off. I see her looking at me in the reflection.

( Jessica )

'' Come unzip me, please. It unzips down my binding. ``

( Bob Dylan )

I enter the way and attack her from behind, bottomless. She tilts her pass forward so her fuzz falls safely away from the zipper. I reach out and slowly unzip her frock until it reaches its end at the top of her butt. Then I back up a duet of feet as she lowers the apparel and drops it to the floor next to her shoes. What 's standing in straw man of me is a piece of work of art and the most beautiful woman I 've ever seen.

( Jessica )

Here I am, fully naked in front of my son without a care in the humankind. The feeling is completely liberating and somehow natural. I watch Bob Dylan remove the thought in from behind as he observes my strawman in the mirror image, wondering what 's going through his mind.

( Bob Dylan )

Mom 's bosom are MASSIVE and perfectly round. They looked good stopping point week, but they 're perfect this week now that I can see her fully nude. And her ass ! sanctum shit. It 's also perfect. Plump, troll, and firm with a little breakwater on the leftfield cheek. Her snatch is shaved with just a little bit of brown hair around the area. I can see the c-section scratch from when she had me and it does n't turn me off at all. If anything, I appreciate the imperfection more since the rest of her does n't have any other imperfectness. She looks like a goddess.

I step up to her as she watches me in the mirror and put my arms around her stomach with my partial hard-on hanging down and pressing against her ass crack. I reach up and bug out massaging her tit. She lays her head back with shut down eyes, so I bend my head down and start kissing the exit slope of her neck with her long dark fuzz falling against my chest. I might still be a Virgo the Virgin, but kissing was the one affair I nailed down during my month of dating this past yr. Then she reaches her left hand behind my neck and starts jerking me off with her right hand, fingers on the underside.

( Jessica )

Feeling my son 's spit run up and down my neck feels calming and extremely sexy. And the feeling of his dangling cock pressing against my ass is heavenly. I can tell it 's not erect, so I grab it and start pumping. His handwriting are massaging my breasts and we do n't say a watchword. All I hear is our breathing. I turn around and last out within his grasp, but now his hands drop to my ass cheeks and I keep jerking him. I look up into his eyes hungry with lust and press my lips against his. To my surprisal, he immediately opens his oral fissure and I feel his tongue on mine. Oh yes.

( Bob Dylan )

I can taste the wine from Mom 's lips as our mouths attack each former. I feel her slipping her tongue oceanic abyss into my sassing, so I return the party favour. The phone of our breathing and spit swapping are the just noises in the way. Then she sucks on my lingua and pulls her face away from mine. I see her looking into my eyes, going back and forth between the two.

( Jessica )

God, this kid can osculate. `` Hang on a second. '' I reach for my earpiece to find a play list called BDSM : Dominatrix & Submissive and connect my phone to the bluetooth talker in the room as the music starts playing. I toss the phone to the side and free fall onto the bed lying on my back. Dylan follows.

( Dylan )

As Mom lies back, I hover over her and bug out licking roach around her right nipple. It 's getting harder by the moment, so I latch onto it and imbibe it into my mouth.

( Jessica )

'' Oh yes, Dylan. suction on mommy 's titty like a upright boy. '' I get flashbacks of breastfeeding him nearly 20 class ago and never thought I 'd be feeding him my tit again. I can say he 's trying to get as much as he can into his mouth and lightly nibbling on my tit. Then he pulls back and I pull his headland down onto my left knocker. He devours it.

( Bob Dylan )

Mom 's tits are so big that I 'm not even close to fitting one in my mouth. Still, I open broad and eat as much of it as I can. It 's really soft and moves almost wish liquid in my oral fissure. I start nibbling on her gummy left nipple and then suck like I 'm trying to coax milk from it. I hear her inspire sharply and arch her vertebral column. She must be liking this.

( Jessica )

eyesight my 38DD get pulled into Dylan 's mouth and feeling him suck my nipple while circling his wet tongue around it is driving me crazy. Then he pulls up to look at me and I take the opportunity to push his shoulder joint so he starts sliding down my naked organic structure. He seems to understand my first moment as he begins kissing my stomach and running his tongue down me. I prop a pillow under my head so I can observe his face disappear between my legs.

( Dylan )

As I run my tongue down Mom 's soft belly, I start to get nervous. I know she wants me to eat her out, but I 've never done this before. I 'm going to take in at it. But, the moment of truth is here and I have to see out how to do it on-the-fly. So I grab her by the hips and pull her toward the bound of the bed and get on my knees. My mom 's vagina is staring me in the font, inches away. I can already find its warmth.

( Jessica )

As I get pulled to the edge of the bed, I see Bob Dylan 's fount disappear with just the top of his chief visible. I feel his breather inching confining to my skin. Come on, do it. The prevision is killing me. I spread my stage as encompassing as I can and see his hands come up to breathe on my loggerheaded internal thighs. Then, he dives in.

( Dylan )

Mom invites me in by spreading her legs broad and I accept the invitation. I run my spit along the inner walls of her labia, then I find her clit and get flicking it up with my tongue. She 's already wet and there 's no working around it, so I decide to immerse my look and bear on my lingua in as far as I can get it.

( Jessica )

OH YES ! ! ! My son 's tongue is working my pussy and it 's fantastic. Licking my labia and clit were a enceinte jump, but having him inside me was what I wanted. I know I was already wet and can hear my juice squishing against his boldness. This is ecstasy. I grab his hair, hold his point in place, and start humping his face. I hear him mumbling something, but could n't worry less about his Word of God right now. `` That 's it, let your mother bed your face. ``

( Dylan )

Mom is thrashing her pelvis onto my face, seemingly uncontrollably, and it 's unbelievably hot. I try to hollo for her to fuck my backtalk, but my words are muted by her pussy. I can reek and try out her now and she 's sweet in both paying attention. I ca n't get enough of either and bury myself harder into her. I straighten my tongue as much as I can and let her pound herself onto it.

( Jessica )

'' Fuck yes. just boy, Dylan. Eat Momma 's cunt, my naughty son. '' I begin to confuse my snatch up and down violently so that I smear myself all over his face. I 'm not just fucking his knife anymore, I 'm now fucking HIS face to the dot that his Chin gets pulled into my clitoris and his tongue runs down the integrality of my perineum, millimeters away from my Virgin asshole. With another position in judgment, I let go of his hair and bear up. `` Get on the bed, on your back. '' He looks at me obediently with a glistening face and lies on the bed.

Once he 's down, I climb onto the bed and straddle his face, grabbing his tomentum again. `` Stick your knife back out. '' He does as he 's told and I start riding my son 's face as I look down at him being smothered.

( Dylan )

Looking up at Mom as she sits on my case, her formulation is one of pure lecherousness. Getting off is the just thing on her mind right now and I could n't be happier to make it bump. Her heavy pap are swinging forward and back as she grinds herself onto me. I gasp for air with difficulty since the opportunities are rare as she grinds at the fastness of lightning. She begins pulling my haircloth harder and bouncing up and down on my tongue as she stares into my oculus biting her lip.

( Jessica )

I feel my peg start to shake. `` Oh God, baby. I 'm about to cum. Keep thrashing, do n't stop. ``

( Dylan )

My tongue is completely numb now. I think I have it extended out, but am not positive degree. Being used by Mom like this is such a bout on and a veridical dream come true.

( Jessica )

'' Here it comes, baby ! ``

( Dylan )

She throws her oral sex back and an explosion of affectionate wetness splashes into my mouth and onto my grimace. My mom is squirting as she sits on my face.

( Jessica )

'' Swallow it. '' Wave after wave of intense pleasure runs through me and my legs tighten against Dylan 's headway as I squirt three times, heavily. I look down at him swallowing me as I keep lightly rubbing my pussy onto his mouth. `` Yeah, swallow up all of it. ``

( Dylan )

There 's not much of a relish, surprisingly. But there was definitely more fluid than I expected. Mom stops rubbing herself against me and dart back. Then she bends down and starts kissing me.

( Jessica )

Hahahaha ! ! ! His grimace is dripping wet, like he just climbed out of the pool. I bend down to kiss him again and clean myself off of his lips a bit. I slip my lingua back into his sass and dancing with his clapper. He tastes so dulcet. I pull back up and a string of my juices and our spit stays connected. It then disconnects from him and falls onto my thorax. `` Let 's get your shirt and invest off. ``

I unbutton his vest, then shirt, and pull both off over his head and lifted sleeve. As I sit on his waist, I look down at him topless for the get-go fourth dimension and he 's in lots beneficial shape than I previously thought. He has some muscular definition in his chest, articulatio humeri, and arms. I can also see a couple of venous blood vessel running down his implements of war. He does n't have a 6-pack, but his abs are as level as a board. He looks like he should be a surfer with his dirty blond hair and green eyes. Then, I feel the tip of his cock coppice against my behind impudence. `` What 's that ? ``

( Dylan )

The range of a function of Mom sitting naked on top of me is a showstopper. Her huge mamilla are hanging down, but still firm. Her stomach has a slight puffiness to it on the front, but the sides are straight. She 's almost 40 and looks unbelievable. She raises a few inches and scoots back a little more. Then she sits right on top of my penis with it splitting her labia folds. The warmth and wetness flavor like nothing else. She smiles and starts slowly grinding back and forth.

( Jessica )

'' You ready, sweetie ? ``

( Dylan )

'' Yes. '' And with that, she raises up about a human foot, twist my tool straight up, then lowers herself back onto me so I 'm all the way inside of her pussy.

( Jessica )

Oh God. The opinion of fullness is amazing. The remainder in cinch between him and his father makes a world of conflict. I stay still for a few mo, then bow down to lick his lips and tip of his knife, sit back up, tug my haircloth back, and start riding my son 's monumental virgin cock with a sweetie rhythm.

( Dylan )

This feels amazingly lovesome, soft, and slippery. My mom 's coxa are going back and forward at a restrained pace, but I 'm in no hurry for this to end. I 'm savoring the tactual sensation and look of her being in a world of her own on top of me.

( Jessica )

Dylan 's prick feels like it was custom fitted to be inside of me. It 's a tight fit, but oh so pleasurable. I put my paw on his hairless bureau and start riding faster. Still not too fast, but at a pace that increases my heart and soul rate. I start mixing in up and down slamming with the grinding.

( Dylan )

With Mom 's mitt on my chest, her arms are incidentally pushing her breasts together to create late cleavage. I reach up and run my hand between it as her rate addition. A dyad of min later, she shifts her position a little so her left articulatio genus is still on the bed, but her right leg is halfway propping her up like a kickstand with her body angled to my right. She starts slamming into my pelvic arch and I feel myself bottoming out in her. Her left boob is hanging near my face, so I suck it back into my back talk as she pounds me.

( Jessica )

Oh wow. Dylan 's now hitting into my neck as I increase my pace again and am slamming down onto him. It 's a estimable feeling. `` Oh yes, baby. You like having your mother ride your big stopcock ? ``

( Bob Dylan )

'' Mmm-hmmm. '' This truly is an amazing feeling. I want it again after tonight. Mom is pounding herself down onto me now at a voracious step as my dick keeps hitting a bulwark inside of her. She grabs the headboard with her mightily hand, digs her nails into my chest with her left field manus, screams out, and starts shaking on top of me. I think she 's cumming again.

( Jessica )

'' AaaaaAAAAHHHH YEEEEESSSS ! ! ! '' My boy is giving me a second base coming tonight. How the hell is he still a virgin ? His iterate pounding into my neck made me cum pretty quickly. I 'll have to remember this position for future tense use. I really want him to cum in me now.

( Dylan )

Mom starts opening and closing her wooden leg, like she 's trying to crush the last drop of her juices out. She 's got her tit pulled from my mouth and helping hand on the back of her read/write head now, supporting it as she tilts it back and breathes heavily. Her big boob are swinging forward and back again as she continues slowly rocking on me. It 's such a great view of her because her backbone is arched, so her chest is pressed forward. That leads my eyes up her neck to her beautiful fount, then to her now mussy hair. She looks like the epitome of a horny MILF and she 's mine. And I 'm far from being done with her. I roll her off of my dick and get on my knees. `` Get on all fours. ``

( Jessica )

'' You want to occupy me doggystyle ? '' I assume the position for my lover and soon find him move into me from behind. Oooh tinker's damn, he 's getting even rich than before.

( Dylan )

Mom 's ass is looking right at me as I plunge back into her slit. As I go in and out, I get hornier watching her ass cheeks ripple with every stab. They create a modest crimp at the top where they meet the little of her back, so I grab the fold like a handle and jump driving hard.

( Jessica )

My son 's dick feels so good interior of me. I 'm at a position on the bed where I can watch him know me from behind in the full-length mirror beside the bed. Watching his expressions lets me know I 'm giving him exactly what he wants and needs. I want him to take in everything from me that he wants. The head of his peter starts flicking against my g-spot every sentence he pushes in, so I start pushing back into him.

( Dylan )

Mom and I are now fucking each other like rabbits in heat. I look in the mirror beside the bed and watch her tits swing around as I control her from behind. That 's a good face. I can also see her watching me in the reflection. We make eye contact and briefly smile at each other. Then she looks over her lead articulatio humeri at me with her seductive eyes.

( Jessica )

'' hold riding me, baby. I want you to cum in me. ``

( Bob Dylan )

That makes me start pounding her harder with the audio of my pelvis smacking into her rich ass brass growing louder. I move my hired man to snaffle the incline of her hip joint and draw in her into me as much as possible as I continue driving my cock deep inside of my mom. There 's no mistaking what 's happening in here if individual from the outside heard us.

( Jessica )

Over and over, my son 's cock bang my g-spot. It 's almost too much to handle. I collapse face-first onto the bed and Bob Dylan stays attached. I see in the mirror that he has put himself in a push-up status and is driving downward into me now. Knowing he wants this as much as I do makes it sense right. Then, I start to feel the shudder inside myself with a Wave of pleasure hit. My hamstring tighten and I cum AGAIN all over my son 's cock. He does n't slow down, though, he keeps pounding me. `` Oooooooh God ! I 'm cumming again ! ``

( Bob Dylan )

'' Uh-huh. '' Mom splashes onto me, squirting again like when she was on my human face. The force hits my dick and makes me want to never block up. The sound in the way is now an obvious wet pounding. I love it. She convulses a few times and it feels like her vagina is hugging me from the inside. Wow.

( Jessica )

3 god damn orgasms, shit. I really ca n't get enough of my son 's dick. And he knows how to use it. Then Dylan flips me onto my back so I 'm looking up at him again. I look down and watch his big shaft go in and out of me and my brain is firing on all sexual cylinders. `` Yes, Dylan. fucking mom 's cunt and cum in me. I want it. Give it to me. '' I grab his arms and keep back tightly as he drives into me. Then I wrap my legs around him to get out him secretive and snap up his ass with both hands as he continues plowing my wet box.

( Dylan )

I can feel myself getting close. I watch Mom 's monolithic tits roll up and down as I hold her hips and heave myself into her. What a view that is. Her work force are squeezing my ass as she fucks me back from underneath. I lean down and shove my tongue into her mouth and she receives me with a moan. We 're both gasping for air as we use our tongues to fuck the other 's mouth. I feel my cock vellication and ball tighten, so I pull my face back to look at her. She gives me her devilish smirk again and nods. Then I start spraying my cum rich inside her pussy. I ca n't stop fucking her as I spray, it 's instinctive. I 'm trying to shoot my semen as deep into her womb as I can get it with the warm orgasm I 've ever felt. I want to breed my own mother.

( Jessica )

I feel his strong seminal fluid shoot deep into me, again and again. I watch his look the entire time and sleep with I 'm giving him something special. I feel special because of that. I let go of his ass and lightly grab his whisker which redirects his eye to mine. `` I love you, Dylan. ``

( Dylan )

'' I love you, Mom. '' I release my last spray of cum into Mom 's vagina and push it in as far as I can. Mom 's biting her lip and I lean down to give her a flaccid kiss.

We did it. I just fucked my mother and came in her. I 'm no longer a virgin. The feeling is a little confusing because everything that transpired over the cobbler's last 40 min was information overburden. But I also feel awesome. Completely euphoric. I pull out from Mom and roll onto my second beside her. There 's an audible wet plop when I unhook my cock from her. This is amazing.

( Jessica )

I just took my son 's virginity and have no regret. It was an unbelievable experience. And on top of that, he 's incredible in bed. I will definitely be getting Thomas More of that. I turn my head to my rightfield to look at Bob Dylan as I feel his ardent jizz running down onto my ass. `` Jesus, that was amazing. What 'd you retrieve ? ``

( Dylan )

I turn my headway to look at Mom. `` I have no word. It was unbelievable. ``

( Jessica )

'' You 're happy ? ``

( Bob Dylan )

'' Oh yeah. I want More of you, Mom. I feel uncontrollable when I 'm near you. I ALWAYS want to rip your clothes off and get inside of you. ``

( Jessica )

'' trade good. ``

( Dylan )

'' We have 3 more nights without Dad, right ? ``

( Jessica )

'' Uh-huh. Not only that, but I took Monday through Wednesday off workplace for us. So we 've got the twenty-four hours, too. And during this time, I 'm all yours. ``

( Dylan )

That news program sends a wave of turmoil through me. I ca n't hold off to do this again.

( Jessica )

'' I 'll be true, I 'm a little worn out after that 40-minute fuckfest. Your stamina is off the charts. I 'm used to being done after about 15 min with your father, so I think I 'm tapping out for the Nox. ``

( Bob Dylan )

Damn it. `` Okay. I 'll see you in the break of day ? ``

( Jessica )

'' You 're not going anywhere. You 're sleeping with me tonight on your dad 's side of the bed. The lone rule is we sleep defenseless. care ? ``

( Dylan )

'' great deal ! '' I feel somewhat hangdog for sleeping with Mom in Dad 's bed, but that 's nothing compared to what we 've already done. So lie with it.

( Jessica )

We get ready for bed together in the captain lav, sharing quick glances with each other in the mirror as we brush our teeth beside each other. We finish up and climb into bed under the blanket. I roll over and give Dylan one more late kiss. `` Good night, my beloved. ``

( Dylan )

'' Good night, Mom. ``

( Jessica )

I lay my principal on Dylan 's chest and he rests his impart paw on my head, massaging my scalp with his fingers. This is pure bliss. I lay my pull up stakes arm across his waist and drift off to sleep with my raw son under me .