Incestuous story of the Quarantine

Story Nine : Mommy Craves Her Hung Son

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2020

annotation : Thanks to WRC264 for beta meter reading this !

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

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

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

His semen fired from his member.

I watched the flow of Andrew Dickson White firing up into the air as he bucked, his face twisted in joy and scare. He dropped his phone he held in his leave behind hand on his thorax, the come he fired raining down as he struggled to seize a pillow to compensate himself.

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

My son had a cock. At eighteen, he had a big, throb, and mighty tool that spurted more ... cum. My son was cumming. I was watching the end of his masturbation, ineffective to look away from the muscular, vernal man as he groaned, his gumshoe spurting a concluding blast just as he managed to cover himself with a pillow.

"Mom !"he gasped.

The shock struck me. The embarrassment. Just as I started yanking shut his door, I heard a charwoman moan from his phone,"Fuck your step-mother hard, son !"

I yanked the doorway closed and stumbled back, my entire body burning with embarrassment. I hit the bulwark behind me, panting. My large breasts rose and fell in the sports bra I wore beneath my sweatshirt. I shuddered, rubbing sweaty palms on my purple sweatpants.

The ken of my son 's cumming putz was burned into my mind. His right arm flexing as he pumped away. His handsome face twisting with delight. I shuddered as I sucked in deep breaths, struggling to regain control of my trembling body.

I pushed off the residence hall and stumbled out into the living room, my cheeks blazing. It was n't like I was ignorant of untested men. I knew he masturbated. I had seen the niggling grounds for a few twelvemonth, but to walk in on him while he was doing it—in the eye 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 dick out of my mind. It had changed from a penis to a cock forever for me. He was a man now. No longer my little boy. I sank down on the lounge and squeezed my thigh shut and ...

I was wet.

I felt that urge in me. For the first time in over a calendar month, I felt horny. Ever since the first stories about the virus being in the States started permeating the news—the panic purchasing of supplies, the frenetic search to have all the toilet paper I could find—had driven out any mentation of warmth. Not that I had much in my life. I was a single mother. bozo usually had a panic flavour when they realized I was a mother and then there would n't be another date.

I sucked in a breathing time, trying to banish this thought process. His cock and what that woman moaned. Step-mother porn ? Was that really a thing ? I was n't somebody who watched any porn. I bit my lip, my bosom pounding away.

After maybe ten minutes of squirming, I forced myself to get about what I was up to. I moved the put out from the wall by myself, shaking my foreland at all the wish-wash that had accumulated beneath it. I picked up the loose modification and found one of my hair brushes 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 auto whirled away and rattled as it picked up the rubble, my thoughts drifted. My son 's spurting putz filled my brain. That slurred cum firing up into the air and landing on his muscular stomach played over and over again. My son was fit. Strong. I licked my lips.

"No, no, bar having thought process about your son, woman,"I muttered to myself as the vacuum sporting ran."That 's disgusting."

It was disgusting. Incest. Why would I have such perverted thoughts ? Was it because I had n't been on a day of the month in over a month ?. And now with the quarantine, I could n't go on a appointment. I was working from home these days, making lesson plans for my place schoolhouse student and keeping up with their parents. When I was n't doing that, I was having online training school term and rapid climb encounter with my colleagues. I was still getting paid, which was decent, but I hated not having a social life.

There were just my son and the checkout counter person at the grocery store who stood behind the Plexiglas sneeze guard.

My son crept out of his room an time of day later in denim and a T-shirt. He looked embarrass, staring away from me when he came out to the kitchen to get a crapulence. He was a improbable boy, surpassing me a few old age ago. He wore his Brown University haircloth shaved close on the face and buzzed short along the top. I was n't a fan, but it was growing out now. So while he looked a petty shaggy, I thought he was more handsome.

I did n't cognize what to say to him. It was like he wanted to venture I had n't caught him. I should severalise him it was raw, that I wo n't just barge in like that, that I even understood why he was watching smut. Though why step-mother erotica ? He did n't throw a step-mother. He did n't even know his father.

I did n't even know who his Father was. I was an ... adventurous girl in college.

Having a son forced me to have responsibilities.

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

"Just draw a blank about it,"he said, squirming. He grabbed a bottleful of fun drink and fled back to his room.

I sighed. Step-mom pornography ...

I got out my phone and started googling this. I had to understand what it was. I swallowed and found that it was popular. A subset of MILF porn. That made my jaw bead. My son could be looking at twenty-year-old girls with perfect eubstance but instead was watching older char having sex with young men.

Cougars. MILFs. Step-moms. Hot married woman. It was a entirely new mankind of pornography. The musical phrase"Mothers I 'd Love to fuck"stayed with me because it realized that I was a MILF. I was a mother. I stared down at my frumpy sweatshirt and sweatpants. well-fixed dress to wear around the star sign. I bit my lip, this strange warmth burgeoning in me.

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

I collapsed into a shock. The adjacent forenoon, I woke up to a vibrator with dead bombardment.

As I got ready for the day, a Sunday, I found myself pulling on my grey-headed yoga pants. I drew on the stretchy material over my second joint and up my butt. I felt it clinging to my panties. I drew on a mingy tank top over my large breast clad in a frilly bra. I shuddered at how tight the"casual"clothes fit around my body.

The sort of gym wearable I would don when I used to go to the gym to receive guys. To expect fit and hot. I swallowed and wondered why I was doing this. My heart pounded in my pectus as I started making breakfast.

Kevin came in for breakfast as I was at the kitchen range making omelets. Quarantine did let me manipulate so much Thomas More for my son. Make sure he was eating healthy food and not all that debris intellectual nourishment. Was it my imaging, or did I feel his oculus on my ass ?

I could n't help but bending over as I flipped the ham and high mallow omelette over. My titty rose and fell in my tank top, this excitement coursing through me. He sat down in a stead where he could stare right at me.

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

"Morning, Kevin,"I said, turning to him and giving him a big, motherly smile. His eyes drifted down to my pectus. To my knocker. This proud of warmth rippled through me and ended at my kitty-cat. That itchiness grew in me.

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

His center were on me as I cooked. I had his single tending. It felt so good. Made me feel like a fair sex. I had been only a mom for over a month, scared by the metier, nearly in a panic at times, but here, in quarantine, I was remembering other view of my life. My cunt clenched as the heat built and built in me.

My pantie soaked up my excitement.

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

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

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

He swallowed as I said that.

I smiled at him."On YouTube, of course. What did you suppose I have in mind ? That you 'd be watching movies of MILFs."

"What ?"he gasped, swallowing.

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

His cheeks burned.

"Nothing wrong with liking erstwhile women,"I told him as I scooped the omelets onto the plate."Us MILFs need eff, too."It was such a bluff matter to say, but I was feeling that saucy estrus bubbling away in my cunt.

I was being such a gamy mammy, but I could n't help myself.

I brought the shell to the mesa and sat down as I stared at his blushing typeface. He took his scale and cut it into one of his two omelette. I only had one. Spinacia oleracea and love apple. I hummed away as I ate, so aware of how my boobs jiggled in my tight top. They were an copious pair that thrust out over the table and attracted his care.

He stared at them with hunger. He licked his lips, his center roaming all over my big titty. My tit throbbed and my kitty-cat grew hotter and hotter. His attention was just something that I savored. I hummed as I ate.

He devoured his food the way only a vernal man could. The omelette vanished into his backtalk before I had even finished one-half of mine. He gulped his breakfast down with orange juice then bolted from the table.

"rich person homework to do !"he gasped.

"Liar,"I called after.

I heard his threshold slam shut. I stood up and padded after. I pressed my ear to Kevin 's threshold and hear his bed creak. There was no video playing, but the rhythmic stroking of his handwriting on his cock echoed. I loved the sound. He pumped with a vigorous stroke.

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

He groaned through his clenched teeth. My judgement burned with the memory of his cum firing up into the air. I smiled in delight, loving the sounds he made. The grunts and groans. The manly passion.

Yes, my son was into MILFs. And I was the only one around. I had my son 's aid 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 stringent, I needed him to relight the buffer light for the kitchen range after I"accidentally"snuffed it out, and then I needed his strength to move the couch.

"I just want to vacuum-clean 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 side of the couch 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 unsportsmanlike as I thought."

"Oh, well, I do hold on a scavenge house,"I said, hoping he would n't realize I had already vacuumed here yesterday. But he bought my excuse.

He stuck around as I vacuumed, standing behind me. I made sure to reach with it, bending over to push the vacuum cleaner farther, instead of walking with it. My pussy clenched as I ran the machine over the Same patch of carpet.

It was so hot having his eyes on me.

Then I got to stare at his ass through his jeans as he pushed the couch back into piazza. I bit my lip, my snatch on blast. This dangerous rut was construction and building in me. I was like my old self. That boy-mad fornicatress who had let the entire frat gangbang her. That had been a hot night. All those stiff, young 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 pectus and kissed him on the cheek. I lingered with my mouth a heartbeat longer than a mother should while his strong arms slid slowly around me. His hands rested on the pocket-sized of my book binding. Would he be daring ?

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

Kevin lasted longer this metre 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 agitation. My panties soaked up my juices, growing so drenched with my heat. It was incredible. I felt so risque. I wiggled my hips, my cunt blazing with such heat.

This new lust in me gave me such an exciting and exhilarating burst of free energy. I shuddered, wiggling my hips back and forth as I soaked my panties with my desire. I chopped vegetables, breaded chicken, and tossed a salad. I was so excited as naughty mind about tonight boiled through my mind.

At dinner I once again, I had my son 's undivided attending. Those MILFs on his phone were all right, but he had the real thing live in his flat. Not a step-mom but a real one. I smiled at him all through dinner, glad I did n't get to battle with his phone for attention.

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

I was such a naughty mother.

Unsurprising, he had to do his"preparation"after dinner. I let him go while I did the dishes. I had my plan for the nighttime set in motility. I asked him if he wanted to learn a movie when I finished with the knockout. He was all for it. I let him pick.

I headed into my way and pulled off all my clothes. I stripped naked. My black fuzz fell down to my berm, my big boobs swaying. They were plump and threatening. I squeezed them, digging my finger into my flesh while my snatch dripped. I could smell my lemony juices. I breathed them in.

What a tremendous scent.

I drew on a negligee over my naked physical structure. A lilac-colored delight. The fabric clung to my titty, hanging from them with no shoulder strap. I tugged them down until my nipples were just about to pop out. The rest of the nightie fell down to just below my thighs, the silk sheer when it touched my skin.

I did n't bother with the panties.

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

He swallowed and croaked something as I plopped down beside him on the sofa. Not sitting at the other end where I usually would be, but right there next to him. He stared at my jiggling boobs, his impudence red. He had changed into tweed pyjama trouser and a white wife beater that clung to his body. Instantly, his hardon tented his bottoms.

"Uh ... Mom ?"

"Yes, Kevin ?"I asked."Have you chosen what you 'd wish to ascertain ?"

"well ... I ..."He stared at me, salivating. He swallowed. His pecker throbbed in his pj's bottoms. His hands balled into fist. He looked bewildered, his eyes flicking down at my nipple then away. He squirmed on the couch.

"You okay ?"I asked him, putting my script 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 fourth part time to me ? Boy, he did stimulate stamina. It was flattering and annoying. But then an theme popped into my brain. I stood up and thrust my arms around him. I gave him a pixilated hug, with only the lean layers of dress between us. My hard nipples throbbed. My pussy clenched.

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

I ground against his hardon. I loved how vast he was. He might give the biggest stopcock I had ever seen. I wanted it. I did n't wish if he was my son. We were trapped in our two-bedroom apartment together. He was so sexy. So hot. Did n't he deserve to have a hot MILF like me to exact charge of his stress ?

His own momma to involve care of him in every way possible.

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

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

My pussy soaked my bush with my agitation as I sauntered after him.

I reached his door, listening for that familiar squeak of the bed. He was stroking his putz with enthusiasm. I licked my lips, so ready to pounce on him. A cougar-mommy lusting to junket upon her sexy son. My pussy clenched, the hotness bubbling through me.

He groaned.

I threw open the door.

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

"Mmm, you do n't have to do that,"I cooed, sauntering to him. My big breasts swayed beneath the fabric, my teat poking at it. He swallowed at the heap of me."I 'm here to exact forethought of you. I did n't recognize 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 bosom dandling in the nightie. The cloth persuade beneath me while feeling aplomb as it draped over my spinal column 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 mummy to sop up your dick, did n't you ?"I purred."That 's why you 've been watching all that MILF erotica, have n't you ?"

He stared at me with such jounce on his face. It was so cunning to witness.

"Mmm, I know,"I cooed."Your ma understands what a Loretta Young man needs."I grabbed his cock at the substructure beneath his own manus. He was so tender and hot."Now just let go and your mum will lead care of you."

"This ... I ..."He released his tool, his blue eyes staring at me with a mix of shock and lecherousness.

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

I ducked my foreland down, my black hair spilling around my burn cheeks. Then I gobbled his cock. I sucked him into my oral cavity, my cunt clenching. The heat rushed through my body. This was so naughty. I crossed the transmission line into incest.

I nursed on his cock.

I suckled on my son 's big dick. The salty flavor of his precum flowed across my mouthful buds. It was a delight that I savored. My boobs swayed as I blew him. I slid my brim up and down his hammer, determined to turn over him the best cock sucking he 'd ever experienced.

To render 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, young man to please me and love me. My naughty pussy clenched again, eager to feel my son sliding back into me.

I knew it would be amazing. Magical. I bobbed my head, my dark hairsbreadth shifting, as I anticipated that wondrous moment of Kevin sliding into my pussy, his tenacious cock nudging into my cervix. His cum would force out into my womb. I could still receive children.

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

I sucked harder on my son 's cock.

"Oh, my god, Mom,"Kevin groaned. His head shifted on his pillow. His unassailable thorax rose and fell, the muscles playing across his pecs. I stroked my left hand over his rippling abs. God, he was such a lump."Oh, shucks, Mom."

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

That youthful jizz.

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

I sucked on him with hunger. I loved the sounds he made. My left bridge player scratched over his mesomorphic trunk. My right hand pumped at the pedestal of his dick. He had too a good deal for me to subscribe to in my mouth. My pussy drooled for this brilliant cock. I whimpered, moaning, bobbing my head. He shuddered, his cock throbbing in my mouth.

I loved this. Incest felt so right field. Answered all our problem. Quarantine could continue forever. I moaned around his dick as I bobbed up and down. My lips slid down his irradiation and then I sucked back up him.

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

I wanted that so much. I hungered to accept his salty jet of jizz. To gulp down all that wonderful nerve in his mouth. I would drink it all down. My pussy clenched as my cheeks hollowed. I suckled with all my might.

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

I winked at him.

My tongue danced around his dick. My big boobs swayed as I worked my back talk up and down his rotating shaft. The fabric of my thin nightie rustled around me. The bedsprings creaked. His side twisted in passionateness. He groaned, through his clench teeth.

"Mom !"

His putz pulsed in my stroking hand. Salty cum spurted into my backtalk. For the first time ever, I tasted my son 's seed. My eyes closed as the thick and creamy joy spilled through my lip. The flavor set all my taste perception buds alight. It was incredible. I shuddered, my hips wiggling from right to left.

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

It was a joy to gulp down. A treat. I was thrilled to get to delight it. I swallowed it all down with hunger. I gulped it all down, the emollient flowing down my pharynx. My belly rejoiced. I closed my heart, savoring every moment of swallowing his cum.

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

He fired the last 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 nightie."Huh ? Having a aphrodisiacal 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 con to nurse a cock ?"

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

His optic tracked it.

"Do you desire to see your ma 's slit ?"I cooed."The muddle 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 girls you date,"I said, shaking my head."Luckily, you have your mom to learn you how to please her. Then you wo n't make to torment the unseasoned ladies. You 'll stimulate your mummy to love."

He groaned.

"Mmm, yes, you 're going to memorize how to delight me, are n't you ?"I purred. I pulled up the hem higher. I exposed my pep pill second joint and then paused right before exposing my bush and cuckoo.

He stared at me with hunger, trembling.

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

"Yes !"

I ripped up my nightie and flashed my black George Herbert Walker Bush dripping with my succus. My lemony fragrance rose in the air. I breathed it in as I kept pulling up the night-robe. Kevin stared at my pussycat while I unveiled my big tits. I threw my nightie to the floor, raw now.

His eyes flicked up to my large and carry chest. His gaze arrested on them. I had hard, dark-red teat that thrust from astray areolas. He licked his back talk at the view of them. They were n't artificial breast. Those were all-natural F-cups. He groaned as he stared at them, drool running over his chin.

"You can match them,"I said, thrusting my boob out at him."You used to when you were a baby."I circled both my areolas with my finger."You used to suckle from here."I touched my rightfulness mamilla."And here."I pinched my left wing, my cunt clenching.

He groaned and then he darted his caput forward and latched onto my powerful nipple. I pinched the leave nub as he suckled. I groaned, my pussy drinking in the shudder his mouthpiece produced. This felt far, far squeamish than when he 'd been a child. This was sexual. Sensual. Wicked. Kinky.

Incestuous.

My son nursed from my nipple with hunger. I ran my right hand through his brown hair. I smiled down at him, feeling so close to my son as he loved my nub. He suckled from me with hunger, nursing, making me feel amazing.

He sucked with such hunger, my pussycat clenching from the force. I shuddered, my hips wiggling from side to side. He drew in my whole ring of color with his hunger. I threw back my forefront. My pussycat clenched, the heat rushing through me.

It was amazing to feel. Just a joy. I bit my lip, loving this terrible heat that flowed through me. My rose hip wiggled from incline to side of meat, my slit on fire. My juice trickled out of my puss and ran down my thighs.

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

He nibbled on my nub with his inviolable lips. His blue heart stared up at me. I loved it. I groaned, my finger's breadth digging into his hair. I licked my lip, savoring this moment. He suckled again, my pussy growing hotter.

"Yes, yes, you 're getting my slit all nice and ready for your spit,"I moaned."mamma 's going to drown you in pussy pick. How does that go ?"

He groaned.

"That 's what I thought,"I cooed."Mmm, yes, yes, you 're going to just cum hard for mummy, 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 baby breast feeding from me. I shivered in joy.

I felt so fond right hand now. I pulled his question from my bosom, my nipple popping out of his mouth. Then I kissed him. I planted my mouth right on his. I thrust my tongue into his lip. 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 knife around in his oral cavity. I kissed him with all the hunger I possessed. All the taboo and depraved lust that brimmed inside of me. I loved the taste of him. The flavour. I plunged my natural language to the hilt in him, reaching for the back of his faucial tonsil.

He groaned as I kissed him with hunger. My cunt was on fire. I had to feature him eat me out. I placed my hands 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 swim my son in my passion.

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

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

"Yes, Mom,"he groaned.

"Mmm, my sexy son is going to worship 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 furred muff to his face, staring at his eye between my swaying tits."You want to eat momma 's pussy, do n't you ? That 's why you watch all that MILF porn. All those naughty step-moms. You want the real thing."

"Yes !"he gasped.

I settled my Shirley Temple Black George W. Bush right wing on his backtalk. I shuddered as I did. I felt my curls spilling over his mouth than my labia kissed him. I groaned at the incestuous contact of my goose on his face. He moaned as he stared up at me.

"Now lick,"I moaned."Caress through my folds. Tease me. Feast on me. demo me how lots you love the taste of my pussy, Kevin ! Love your mommy 's puss !"

He licked.

His knife slid through my folds. I gasped and shuddered from his implike fortuity. The pleasure rushed through my soundbox. It was incredible to feel. To live. My entire body shuddered. I panted, my kernel hammer in my chest. My son licked at my cunt.

He devoured me. His spit slid into my plica again and again. He caressed my labia and brushed my clit. It was incredible to finger. To revel. I threw back my head, tomentum dancing. I panted, savoring my son 's caresses.

The pleasance rippled through me while his blue 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 glossa licking at my cunt with bolder and bolder strokes.

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

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

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

He thrust his tongue into my twat.

"Yes !"

I felt that loggerheaded tongue wiggling about in my cunt. I shuddered, my pussy clenching as he stirred his glossa around in my twat. He swirled it against my sensible paries, the pleasure rippling through me. My clit rubbed on his upper 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 backtalk. Just having his tongue back inside of my pussycat was amazing. Every mother should live this delight with their son. It was amazing. Fantastic. It made me shudder 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 pussy.

"Just keep licking,"I panted, grinding on him."Just sustain sucking at my pussy. Oh, yes, yes, you 're doing so unspoiled. You 're making your mother feel amazing. That 's marvellous. Oh, yes, yes, you 're so delicious. Ram that clapper into my pussy. Ooh, yes, yes, make me cum."

He fucked his spit in and out of my pussy. My back arched. I shuddered, my tits swaying from side to side. I shuddered, loving the look of his clapper dancing around in me. That wondrous appendage stirred around in me. It was amazing to palpate. Just so howling. I loved it as I climbed closer and closer to cumming.

Closer and closer to drowning my son in my purulent emollient. I would unleash a wonderful flood of cream that would ca-ca me burst forth. It was delightful. I savored this moment. I enjoyed my son lapping at me with hungriness. He licked me out with such feverish demand. It was amazing. I loved every second of it. I savored the delicious pleasure he gave me.

My pass threw back. The walking on air swelled through me. It was amazing. Just such a wondrous delight to enjoy. I bit my depress lip as he swirled through my snatch. His tongue was perfect. I would ingest such a Nice orgasm.

But I needed something else. I needed him to do one more thing for me.

"My clitoris !"I moaned."suction on my clit. That will post me over the edge."

His bridge player grabbed my ass as he slid his tongue out of my pussy. Then he licked to my bud. He fluttered against it."That ?"

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

He sucked hard.

I gasped as he did that. My pussy 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 knocker 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 delight. My pass tossed from slope to side, sinister hair dancing. My pussy clenched every clip he sucked.

"Kevin !"I moaned.

He nursed. My bud fit with sparks.

"Yes !"

I came.

My first incestuous coming surged through me. This tremendous pleasure raced through my trunk. I bucked and shuddered, savoring every bit of this delight. It was perfect tense. Fantastic. I whimpered through my rapture. My head tossed back and forth. The pleasure burned through me. star danced before my eyes.

My pussy pick gushed out of me as the flame blazed across my intellect. Depraved rapture consumed my opinion. I loved it. I bucked and shuddered, my tit heaving from the pleasure of this present moment. It was vivid. 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 grand. Drink my cream !"

He drank down my cream. He licked at me, moaning. His throw sent new delight blazing through me. It felt so unbelievable. How longsighted had it been since I had a man ? A year ? 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 finger's breadth digging into my plump rump.

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

"Mmm, do you want to finger mommy 's pussy sliding around your dick ?"I purred.

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

"Do you want to cum in mammy ?"I shuddered on him while his hawkshaw throbbed in my hired hand."Do you want to pump all your come in mammy 's cunt ?"

"Yes !"

I shuddered, my goofball on blast. 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 slit cream. My boobs heaved as I aimed his dick at my approaching snatch. I nuzzled the tip into my chaparral. His crown kissed my cuntlips. I smiled at him.

His center widened in awe as I straightened upright, my dummy jiggling. Then I sank my puss down his dick. Slowly. I swallowed inch after magnificent column inch of my son 's big gumshoe. I groaned out my pleasance, reveling in every moment of delectation. Every last second of bliss. This was incredible. Amazing. My face contorted in pleasure. A big grinning crossed my backtalk as I took More and Thomas More of his dick.

"hoot, Mom !"he gasped, his face twisting in pleasure.

"Mmm, I know,"I cooed."Mommy kitty-cat is so much dependable than all those bantam girls you 've been fucking, is n't it ?"

"fucking, yes !"

"Ooh, momma 's big, strong son needs a real woman."

His hands shot up and grabbed my boobs. He squeezed my big tits with his strong finger's breadth. My cunt clenched around his girth. I undulated my pelvic arch forward and back, grinding my clit into his pubic heap. delight rippled through me. It felt amazing. This wonderful delight.

I squeezed my pussy and then slid my twat up his pecker. I groaned at the wonderful delight of his big dick caressing all my risque bits. It was incredible. Amazing. I groaned out my pleasance. I loved every moment of his rooster caressing my cunt walls.

"Oh, yes, yes, mom loves having your big shaft in her puss !"

"I fucking have a go at it it, too, Mom !"he groaned, fingerbreadth digging into my flesh.

I smiled at him and then I slammed my bitch down his dick. I took my son 's cock to the hilt. I groaned as my cunt swallowed every inch of him. I gobbled up his shaft. My back arched. My tit swayed and jiggled. I grinned at him, the pleasure surging through my body. It was amazing to enjoy.

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

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

My titmouse jiggled in his bridge player as I worked my arouse twat up and down his dick. The clash of his girth massaged my pussy walls. 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 explosion with sparks. The blissfulness showered through me. They splashed over my mind, drenching my thoughts in such naughty delight.

"Yes, yes, yes !"I moaned, savoring the satiny semivowel of riding his pecker. The pleasure built and built in me."Oh, that 's fantastic. That 's awesome. Kevin !"

"Mom !"

My orgasm swelled and swelled as I rode him. It grew so fast. His cock felt so perfect in my pussy. He reached to my cervix uteri every prison term like he was sized just for my slit. I groaned, my cunt squeezing about him. His putz throbbed in my twat while his hand squeezed my breast. I whimpered, moaned, my hair's-breadth dancing around my shoulders.

I slammed my twat down his thick cock. That big dick reached so deep into me. My pussy drank in the friction. I ground my pubic bone into his button. He groaned, his hand squeezing my tits. His blue eyes stared up at me with such hunger.

"Mom !"he groaned.

That one word set me off. The taboo nature of it. The subvert delectation of hearing my son moan it while my pussy had taken every column 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 dick. My cunt went wild. My soma rippled and writhed around him. I bucked and shuddered on him, the waving of disco biscuit rushing through my body. Mighty tidal waves of blissfulness that drowned my mind.

I threw back my head and howled out my rapture. I bucked and shuddered on his cock, my pussy rippling and writhing. The spasming bliss shot through me. It was incredible. I groaned, my thinker drinking in the ecstasy.

"Shit, Mom !"he groaned.

"Cum in Mommy 's pussy !"I panted, my goose writhing around his big dick."Kevin, cum in ma 's naughty snatch ! chip in mom your germ !"

"Yes !"he snarled.

His cum erupted into my pussy.

I gasped as my snatch rippled and writhed around his peter. His hot cum pumped into me. Spurt after spurt of his jizz flooded my cunt. He squirted it right against my cervix. His cum flooded into my womb. This rush flooded through me.

More bliss drowned my mind. I gasped and moaned, my puss massaging his spurting dick. He pumped me full of all his hot and delicious cum. He filled me to the brim with his baby-making tinder. I groaned, loving every moment of his jizz flooding me. It was incredible. Amazing.

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

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

I worked out every lowest drop-off of jizz he had. I drained my son 's orchis. I shuddered on him and leaned forward over him. His paw fell from my boob. I pressed my tits into his chest and kissed his pussy-flavored mouth.

I tasted tangy and delicious.

I kissed my son with thirst. I loved him, dancing my tongue around inside of his back talk. He groaned into the kiss, stroking my back, his cock going diffused in my cunt to the full of his jizz. I felt so wonderful right now. So complete.

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

"Beats 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 workweek later, Quarantine was going secure. might even hold up another month. I did n't heed. My son was helping me pass it in style. He ate my puss three prison term a day, and I rewarded him with cock sucking, my cunt, and even my SOB.

I hummed as I waited on the pregnancy test. It had been such a howling two hebdomad, and I was tidal bore for more. I was my son 's juicy mommy. I smiled when the pink line appeared. This time, I would live who the Padre of my child was.

My pussy clenching, I slipped out to find my son. I needed him to eat my bred pussy. I hoped I had a girl.

"Kevin,"I called,"mum needs your aid !"

The END of this Incestuous Tale of the Quarantine