Incestuous Tales of the Quarantine

tarradiddle nine-spot : Mommy Craves Her Hung Son

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2020

Note : Thanks to WRC264 for beta Reading this !

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

"Hey,"I said brightly as I opened the door. It was the middle of the day and I needed Kevin to help me out with a task."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 cum fired from his penis.

I watched the watercourse of white firing up into the air as he bucked, his face twisted in pleasure and panic. He dropped his telephone he held in his allow bridge player on his thorax, the seed he fired raining down as he struggled to seize a pillow to cover himself.

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

My son had a stopcock. At eighteen, he had a big, throbbing, and mighty rooster that spurted more than ... cum. My son was cumming. I was watching the end of his masturbation, unable to search away from the muscular, untried man as he groaned, his putz spurting a last flack just as he managed to cover himself with a pillow.

"Mom !"he gasped.

The shock struck me. The overplus. Just as I started yanking keep out his threshold, I heard a char moan from his headphone,"shtup your step-mother difficult, son !"

I yanked the room access closed and stumbled back, my entire torso burning with embarrassment. I hit the wall behind me, panting. My tumid breasts rose and fell in the mutant bra I wore beneath my sweatshirt. I shuddered, rubbing sweaty palms on my regal sweatpants.

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

I pushed off the Charles Francis Hall and stumbled out into the living elbow room, my cheeks blazing. It was n't like I was ignorant of vernal men. I knew he masturbated. I had seen the little grounds for a few years, but to walk in on him while he was doing it—in the middle 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 prick out of my mind. It had changed from a member to a rooster forever for me. He was a man now. No longer my picayune boy. I sank down on the couch and squeezed my thigh shut and ...

I was wet.

I felt that itching in me. For the initiatory time in over a calendar month, I felt horny. Ever since the first stories about the computer virus being in the body politic started permeating the news—the panic buying of supplying, the frantic search to have all the toilet paper I could find—had driven out any sentiment of mania. Not that I had much in my life. I was a ace female parent. Guy usually had a terror look when they realized I was a mother and then there would n't be another date.

I sucked in a hint, trying to bar this thought. His cock and what that woman moaned. Step-mother porn ? Was that really a affair ? I was n't someone who watched any porn. I bit my lip, my spirit pounding away.

After maybe ten hour of squirming, I forced myself to get about what I was up to. I moved the cast out from the wall by myself, shaking my head at all the trash that had accumulated beneath it. I picked up the loose 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 lounge.

I vacuumed.

As the auto whirled away and rattled as it picked up the dust, my thoughts drifted. My son 's spurting rooster filled my mind. That thick 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, stop having thought process about your son, woman,"I muttered to myself as the vacuity 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 date in over a month ?. And now with the quarantine, I could n't go on a date. I was working from home these daylight, making example plans for my grade school students and keeping up with their parents. When I was n't doing that, I was having online education academic term and Zoom meetings with my confrere. I was still getting paid, which was Nice, but I hated not having a mixer life.

There were just my son and the checkout time somebody at the grocery shop who stood behind the plexiglass sternutation guard.

My son crept out of his room an hour later in jeans and a jersey. He looked block, staring away from me when he came out to the kitchen to get a boozing. He was a tall boy, surpassing me a few years ago. He wore his John Brown hair shaved close on the side and buzzed curtly along the top. I was n't a fan, but it was growing out now. So while he looked a little shaggy, I thought he was more handsome.

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

I did n't even know who his founding father was. I was an ... adventurous young woman in college.

Having a son forced me to own responsibilities.

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

"Just forget about it,"he said, squirming. He grabbed a bottle of fun beverage and fled back to his room.

I sighed. Step-mom porn ...

I got out my telephone and started googling this. I had to sympathise what it was. I swallowed and found that it was popular. A subset of MILF porn. That made my jaw drop. My son could be looking at twenty-year-old girls with stark bodies but instead was watching sure-enough cleaning lady having sex with young men.

Cougars. MILFs. Step-moms. Hot wives. It was a whole new world of porn. The 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. easy wearing apparel to wear around the house. I bit my lip, this strange heat burgeoning in me.

I had hassle sleeping that night. I was horny. aching. I busted out my vibrator. My son 's spurting shaft filled my thinker as I worked the buzzing shaft of my toy in and out of my twat. I arched my back and screamed out in orgasm in just a few minutes.

I collapsed into a daze. The side by side morning, I woke up to a vibrator with dead batteries.

As I got ready for the day, a Lord's Day, I found myself pulling on my gray yoga pants. I drew on the stretchy cloth over my thighs and up my croup. I felt it clinging to my scanty. I drew on a tight tank top over my boastfully breasts clad in a frilly bra. I shuddered at how tight the"casual"wearing apparel fit around my body.

The sort of gym wear I would don when I used to go to the gym to meet cat. To look fit and hot. I swallowed and wondered why I was doing this. My bosom pounded in my dresser as I started making breakfast.

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

I could n't help but bending over as I flipped the ham and cheese omelets over. My breasts rose and fell in my tank top, this fervor coursing through me. He sat down in a seat where he could stare right at me.

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

"break of the day, Kevin,"I said, turning to him and giving him a big, motherly smile. His optic drifted down to my chest. To my boob. This pleased warmth rippled through me and ended at my twat. That itching grew in me.

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

His eyes were on me as I cooked. I had his single attending. It felt so good. Made me feel like a woman. I had been only a mom for over a month, scared by the media, nearly in a affright at times, but here, in quarantine, I was remembering other aspects of my life. My cunt clenched as the heat built and built in me.

My panties soaked up my excitement.

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

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

"Uh-huh,"I said."Playing video biz. Watching TV on your phone."

He swallowed as I said that.

I smiled at him."On YouTube, of course. What did you guess I meant ? 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 authority of one. I could feel that I had the force here. It made me feel even more womanly."I know what you get up to in there. Even before yesterday."

His cheeks burned.

"naught wrong with liking older women,"I told him as I scooped the omelets onto the scale."Us MILFs need love, too."It was such a bold matter to say, but I was feeling that saucy estrus bubbling away in my cunt.

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

I brought the plates 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 omelets. I only had one. Spinach and tomato plant. I hummed away as I ate, so mindful of how my tit jiggled in my tight top. They were an ample pair that thrust out over the table and attracted his attention.

He stared at them with thirstiness. He licked his lip, his centre roaming all over my big white meat. My nipples throbbed and my twat grew hotter and hotter. His attention was just something that I savored. I hummed as I ate.

He devoured his intellectual nourishment the way only a Pres Young man could. The omelets vanished into his oral fissure before I had even finished half of mine. He gulped his breakfast down with orange juice then bolted from the table.

"rich person homework to do !"he gasped.

"prevaricator,"I called after.

I heard his door sweep shut. I stood up and padded after. I pressed my ear to Kevin 's room access and heard his bed creaking. There was no video recording performing, but the rhythmic stroke of his hand on his stopcock echoed. I loved the audio. He pumped with a vigorous stroke.

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

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

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

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

I found apology to keep my son out of his bedroom all day long. I kept needing thing from him. A jar of pickles was too tight, I needed him to relight the pilot light for the kitchen stove after I"accidentally"snuffed it out, and then I needed his forte to actuate the couch.

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

"Yeah,"he said.

I shuddered, watching his muscular eubstance moving beneath his jersey. He grunted and dragged the justly side 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 sexy. 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 unobjectionable business firm,"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 crowd the vacuum cleaner farther, instead of walking with it. My pussy clenched as I ran the machine over the Lapplander plot of ground 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 topographic point. I bit my lip, my pussy on fire. This dangerous heat was building and building in me. I was like my old self. That boy-mad slut who had let the full fraternity gangbang her. That had been a hot dark. All those strong, 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 booby into his chest and kissed him on the impudence. I lingered with my lips a instant tenacious than a mother should while his stiff weapons system slid slowly around me. His helping hand rested on the low of my back. Would he be daring ?

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

Kevin lasted longer this time as he masturbated again. My own horniness was edifice and construction as I listened to him stroking his rooster, 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 panties soaked up my succus, growing so drenched with my cacoethes. It was incredible. I felt so juicy. I wiggled my hips, my puss blazing with such heat.

This new lust in me gave me such an exciting and exhilarating burst of energy. I shuddered, wiggling my pelvic arch back and forth as I soaked my step-in with my desire. I chopped vegetable, breaded chicken, and tossed a salad. I was so turn on as racy musical theme about tonight boiled through my mind.

At dinner I once again, I had my son 's undivided attention. Those MILFs on his phone were fine, but he had the rattling thing live in his apartment. Not a step-mom but a veridical one. I smiled at him all through dinner party, gladiola I did n't give to battle with his phone for attention.

Having a man shower 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"homework"after dinner. I let him go while I did the dishes. I had my programme for the night set in motion. I asked him if he wanted to look on a film when I finished with the dishes. He was all for it. I let him pick.

I headed into my room and pulled off all my clothes. I stripped naked. My lightlessness hair fell down to my articulatio humeri, my big boobs swaying. They were plump and dense. I squeezed them, digging my finger's breadth into my build while my slit dripped. I could smell my tangy juice. I breathed them in.

What a wonderful scent.

I drew on a negligee over my naked dead body. A lilac pleasure. The fabric clung to my bosom, hanging from them with no strap. I tugged them down until my nipples were just about to pop out. The ease of the nightie fell down to just below my second joint, 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 weird and flounced out to the lounge, 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 other end where I usually would be, but right there next to him. He stared at my jiggling boobs, his impertinence red. He had changed into washrag pj's pants and a blank wife beater that clung to his trunk. Instantly, his hardon tented his bottoms.

"Uh ... Mom ?"

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

"fountainhead ... I ..."He stared at me, salivating. He swallowed. His shaft throbbed in his pajama merchantman. His manus balled into clenched fist. He looked bewildered, his eyes flicking down at my tits 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 invertebrate foot and faked a yawn."Yeah, I should go to bed."

Masturbating a fourthly time to me ? Boy, he did have toughness. It was flattering and annoying. But then an idea popped into my mind. I stood up and make my weaponry around him. I gave him a tight hug, with only the thinnest level of clothes between us. My hard nipples throbbed. My pussy clenched.

I kissed him on the impertinence."Good night."

I priming coat against his hardon. I loved how vast he was. He might have the grown cock I had ever seen. I wanted it. I did n't manage 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 cause a hot MILF like me to bring upkeep of his stress ?

His own mummy to take precaution of him in every way possible.

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

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

My kitty-cat soaked my bush with my exhilaration as I sauntered after him.

I reached his door, listening for that familiar squeak of the bed. He was stroking his cock with exuberance. I licked my lips, so set to swoop on him. A cougar-mommy lusting to feast upon her sexy son. My pussy clenched, the heat bubbling through me.

He groaned.

I threw capable the door.

"Mom !"he gasped, struggling to thrust his cock back into his flannel bottoms. But that big schlong was n't cooperating. His naked chest—he had pulled off the married woman 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 pile of me."I 'm here to choose 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 material swing beneath me while feeling cool as it draped over my back and ass. I moved between his leg. His chest rose and fell as I stared down at his cock.

"Mmm, you just wanted a gamy mommy to suck your pecker, 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 shock on his face. It was so cute to witness.

"Mmm, I know,"I cooed."Your mammy understands what a young man needs."I grabbed his tool at the root word beneath his own helping hand. He was so quick and hot."Now just let go and your mommy will bring tending of you."

"This ... I ..."He released his cock, his blue eyes staring at me with a mix of jounce and lust.

I smiled at him."Relax, relax. Your mama knows how to draw your rooster. Mmm, just be a secure boy and enjoy."

I ducked my head down, my black whisker spilling around my burning nerve. Then I gobbled his cock. I sucked him into my mouth, my pussy clenching. The warmth rushed through my body. This was so naughty. I crossed the 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 taste buds. It was a joy that I savored. My titty swayed as I blew him. I slid my lips up and down his rooster, determined to collapse him the best blowjob he 'd ever experienced.

To show him why he only needed his mommy.

Just like I only needed Kevin. I did n't demand other men. I had been raising my man and had never noticed it. My strong, youth man to please me and love me. My gamey snatch clenched again, aegir to finger 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 wonderful here and now of Kevin sliding into my pussy, his long cock nudging into my cervix. His cum would discharge into my womb. I could still have children.

My son 's baby. Maybe a daughter to love him when she was old enough who could have 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 head shifted on his pillow. His unassailable chest rose and fell, the brawn playing across his pecs. I stroked my remaining script over his rippling abs. God, he was such a hunk."Oh, damn, Mom."

I winked at him and kept sucking. I blew him with thirst, bobbing my headspring. He groaned again, panting. I loved it. This was incredible to find. To love. I gave my son all the pleasure I could. I sucked on him. Slurped on him. I worshiped him with passion. hunger. I wanted to swallow his cum.

That young jizz.

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

I sucked on him with hunger. I loved the sound he made. My odd manus scratched over his muscular body. My right pumped at the base of his dick. He had too very much for me to take in my mouth. My pussy drooled for this magnificent cock. I whimpered, moaning, bobbing my head. He shuddered, his pecker throb in my mouth.

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

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

I wanted that so much. I hungered to swallow his salty outpouring of jizz. To swig down all that wonderful spunk in his sassing. I would drink in it all down. My pussy clenched as my impudence hollowed. I suckled with all my might.

"damn, 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 prick. My big boobs swayed as I worked my sass up and down his shaft of light. The material of my fragile night-robe rustled around me. The bedsprings creaked. His face twisted in passion. He groaned, through his clenched teeth.

"Mom !"

His cock pulsed in my stroking deal. Salty cum spurted into my rima oris. For the first time ever, I tasted my son 's seed. My eyes closed as the thick and creamy pleasure spilled through my backtalk. The flavor set all my preference buds alight. It was unbelievable. I shuddered, my coxa wiggling from right to left.

My cunt blazed with passion as I drank down my son 's cum. The heating system swelled through me. I squeezed my eye shut as I swallowed load after incumbrance of his cum. I swallowed so much of that yummy dainty.

It was a delectation to swig down. A delicacy. I was thrilled to get to enjoy it. I swallowed it all down with hungriness. I gulped it all down, the pick flowing down my throat. My stomach rejoiced. I closed my middle, savoring every mo 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 backtalk up his prick and popped off with a wet plop."Mmm, was that all that you wanted ?"I grabbed the hem of my nightie."Huh ? Having a sexy MILF suck your dick. A hot mom loving your dick."

"Yes,"he panted."I just ca n't believe ... You 're my mom. Where did you learn to suck a pecker ?"

"Oh, I was Loretta Young once,"I purred."Before I had these big tits, I was a juicy thing."I slid my nightie 's hem up my thighs.

His eye tracked it.

"Do you want to see your mommy 's pussy ?"I cooed."The kettle of fish that birthed you ?"

He sat up, licking his lip. He nodded.

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

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

"Those poor girls you appointment,"I said, shaking my head."Luckily, you have your mom to instruct you how to please her. Then you wo n't have to torment the Thomas Young ladies. You 'll have your mommy to love."

He groaned.

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

He stared at me with thirst, trembling.

"Kevin ?"I asked in a sing-song vocalization."Are you going to learn ?"

"Yes !"

I ripped up my nightie and flashed my opprobrious President Bush dripping with my juice. My tangy aroma rose in the air. I breathed it in as I kept pulling up the nightie. Kevin stared at my twat while I unveiled my big breast. I threw my nightie to the level, nude now.

His middle flicked up to my enceinte and persuade chest. His gaze arrested on them. I had hard, dark-red nipples that thrust from wide areolas. He licked his brim at the sight of them. They were n't artificial bosom. Those were all-natural F-cups. He groaned as he stared at them, bosh running over his chin.

"You can meet them,"I said, thrusting my tits out at him."You used to when you were a baby."I circled both my areolas with my finger."You used to lactate from here."I touched my mighty nipple."And here."I pinched my left, my cunt clenching.

He groaned and then he darted his school principal forward and latched onto my decently nipple. I pinched the get out nub as he suckled. I groaned, my snatch drinking in the frisson his mouthpiece 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 mammilla with hunger. I ran my right script 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 experience amazing.

He sucked with such hunger, my pussy clenching from the force. I shuddered, my coxa wiggling from position to side. He drew in my completely areola with his thirst. I threw back my head. My kitty 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 of meat to position, my pussy 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 other one."Mmm, you 're so good."

He nibbled on my nub with his strong lips. His gentle eye stared up at me. I loved it. I groaned, my fingers digging into his hair. I licked my lips, savoring this consequence. He suckled again, my pussy 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 pussy pick. 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 tremendous. I felt so close to my son just like I had when he was a babe nursing from me. I shivered in joy.

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

I loved it.

I swirled my tongue around in his mouth. I kissed him with all the thirst I possessed. All the taboo and depraved lustfulness that brimmed inside of me. I loved the taste of him. The look. I plunged my tongue to the hilt in him, reaching for the back of his tonsilla.

He groaned as I kissed him with hunger. My pussy was on flame. I had to stimulate him eat me out. I placed my men on his shoulder, kissing him hard. With such warmth. 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 candy kiss. He panted as he did, his eyes wide of the mark. 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 delight this,"I cooed as I crawled up his body."You 're going to devour my twat, are n't you ?"

"Yes, Mom,"he groaned.

"Mmm, my sexy son is going to revere that naughty fix that brought him in the world."I smiled down at him as I settled my legs around his headway. I lowered my furred fumble to his grimace, staring at his eyes between my swaying boob."You want to eat mommy 's pussy, do n't you ? That 's why you watch all that MILF porn. All those risque step-moms. You want the existent thing."

"Yes !"he gasped.

I settled my black bush rightfield on his mouth. I shuddered as I did. I felt my curls spilling over his sassing than my labia kissed him. I groaned at the incestuous physical contact of my twat on his face. He moaned as he stared up at me.

"Now lick,"I moaned."Caress through my sheepcote. tantalise me. banquet on me. picture me how much you love the taste of my pussy, Kevin ! jazz your ma 's snatch !"

He licked.

His tongue slid through my folds. I gasped and shuddered from his wicked strokes. The pleasance rushed through my consistence. It was incredible to feel. To experience. My entire consistence shuddered. I panted, my heart hammering in my chest. My son licked at my cunt.

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

The pleasure rippled through me while his profane middle stared up at my swaying mammilla. I smiled down at him between my jiggling chest. The pleasure rippled through me, stirred up by his spit licking at my cunt with bolder and bolder strokes.

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

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

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

He thrust his clapper into my slit.

"Yes !"

I felt that thickheaded clapper wiggling about in my cunt. I shuddered, my pussy clenching as he stirred his knife around in my twat. He swirled it against my sensitive rampart, the pleasure rippling through me. My button rubbed on his pep pill lip, sparks flaring.

My boob jiggled as I shuddered. I whimpered and moaned, the bed creaking as I rubbed my furred muff into my son 's rima oris. Just having his tongue back inside of my pussy was amazing. Every mother should experience this delight with their son. It was amazing. Fantastic. It made me shudder and shiver.

"Oh, my god, that 's not bad. That 's amazing. 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 keep sucking at my snatch. Oh, yes, yes, you 're doing so beneficial. You 're making your mother feel amazing. That 's wonderful. Oh, yes, yes, you 're so toothsome. Ram that tongue into my goofball. Ooh, yes, yes, make me cum."

He fucked his tongue in and out of my twat. My back arched. I shuddered, my teat swaying from side to side. I shuddered, loving the feeling of his natural language dancing around in me. That wonderful appendage stirred around in me. It was amazing to feel. Just so howling. I loved it as I climbed closer and closer to cumming.

Closer and closer to drowning my son in my puss cream. I would unleash a wonderful flood of ointment that would make me set off. It was delightful. I savored this moment. I enjoyed my son lapping at me with hunger. He licked me out with such hectic pauperization. It was amazing. I loved every second of it. I savored the delicious delight he gave me.

My school principal threw back. The bliss swelled through me. It was amazing. Just such a wondrously delight to enjoy. I bit my crushed lip as he swirled through my pussy. His tongue was utter. I would consume such a Nice orgasm.

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

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

His script grabbed my ass as he slid his spit out of my kitty-cat. Then he licked to my bud. He fluttered against it."That ?"

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

He sucked hard.

I gasped as he did that. My cunt 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 boobs bounced before me.

He groped my ass. He kneaded my bum as he dug his fingers into my flesh. I savored it. Loved him groping me. It was unbelievable to delight. My head tossed from side to side, black hair dancing. My pussy clenched every clock time he sucked.

"Kevin !"I moaned.

He nursed. My bud burst with sparks.

"Yes !"

I came.

My first incestuous orgasm surged through me. This grand pleasance raced through my body. I bucked and shuddered, savoring every moment of this delight. It was perfect. Fantastic. I whimpered through my rapture. My head tossed back and Forth River. The pleasance burned through me. Stars danced before my eyes.

My pussy 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 tits heaving from the pleasure of this second. 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 wonderful. drink my emollient !"

He drank down my cream. He licked at me, moaning. His cerebrovascular accident sent new pleasure blazing through me. It felt so unbelievable. How long 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 digit digging into my plump rump.

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

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

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

"Do you want to cum in mummy ?"I shuddered on him while his dick throbbed in my script."Do you want to pump all your come in momma 's cunt ?"

"Yes !"

I shuddered, my jackass on fire. This was what I needed. Craved. I slid down his body, moving my hip joint. He stared at me in awe, his lips gleaming in my snatch cream. My knocker heaved as I aimed his cock at my approaching pussy. I nuzzled the tip into my bush. His crown kissed my cuntlips. I smiled at him.

His eyes widened in awe as I straightened upright, my boobs jiggling. Then I sank my cunt down his hawkshaw. Slowly. I swallowed inch after glorious inch of my son 's big pecker. I groaned out my delight, reveling in every moment of joy. Every last second base of bliss. This was incredible. Amazing. My face contorted in delight. A big grin crossed my lips as I took Sir Thomas More and Thomas More of his dick.

"Shit, Mom !"he gasped, his look twisting in pleasure.

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

"Fuck, yes !"

"Ooh, Mommy 's big, unassailable son needs a real woman."

His hand shot up and take hold of my boobs. He squeezed my big titty with his stiff finger. My cunt clenched around his cinch. 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 slew my pussy up his cock. I groaned at the terrific delectation of his big dick caressing all my blue piece. It was incredible. Amazing. I groaned out my pleasure. I loved every import of his putz caressing my pussy walls.

"Oh, yes, yes, mammy loves having your big prick in her pussy !"

"I fucking love it, too, Mom !"he groaned, fingerbreadth digging into my flesh.

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

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

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

My tits jiggled in his hand as I worked my excited twat up and down his cock. The friction of his cinch massaged my kitty-cat 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 prison term I bottomed out on him, my clit burst with light. The bliss showered through me. They splashed over my creative thinker, drenching my opinion in such gamy delight.

"Yes, yes, yes !"I moaned, savoring the silken glide of riding his cock. The pleasure built and built in me."Oh, that 's wonderful. That 's awing. Kevin !"

"Mom !"

My sexual climax swelled and swelled as I rode him. It grew so quick. His cock felt so consummate in my cunt. He reached to my cervix every prison term like he was sized just for my pussy. I groaned, my slit squeezing about him. His dick throbbed in my twat while his hired hand squeezed my tits. I whimpered, moaned, my hair dancing around my shoulders.

I slammed my cunt down his deep cock. That big dick reached so deep into me. My pussy drank in the friction. I ground my pubic osseous tissue into his clit. He groaned, his hired hand squeezing my tits. His blue eye stared up at me with such hunger.

"Mom !"he groaned.

That one Logos set me off. The tabu nature of it. The perverted delectation of hearing my son moan it while my pussy 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 kitty spasmed around his big and throbbing dick. My cunt went raging. My flesh rippled and writhed around him. I bucked and shuddered on him, the waves of raptus rushing through my torso. Mighty tidal waves of bliss that drowned my mind.

I threw back my drumhead and howled out my rapture. I bucked and shuddered on his shaft, my snatch wavelet and writhing. The spasming bliss shot through me. It was incredible. I groaned, my mind drunkenness in the ecstasy.

"Shit, Mom !"he groaned.

"Cum in mama 's pussycat !"I panted, my bozo writhing around his big dick."Kevin, cum in Mommy 's naughty cunt ! collapse 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 spurt of his jizz flooded my cunt. He squirted it right against my uterine cervix. His ejaculate flooded into my womb. This charge flooded through me.

More bliss drowned my intellect. I gasped and moaned, my twat massaging his spurting cock. He pumped me full of all his hot and luscious cum. He filled me to the brim with his baby-making spunk. I groaned, loving every moment of his jizz flooding me. It was incredible. Amazing.

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

"Oh, god, Mom !"he groaned, his hired hand kneading my dummy as my kitty wrung his cock dry.

I worked out every finale driblet of jizz he had. I drained my son 's Nut. I shuddered on him and leaned forward over him. His custody fell from my breast. I pressed my tits into his chest and kissed his pussy-flavored mouth.

I tasted tangy and delicious.

I kissed my son with hunger. I loved him, dancing my tongue around inside of his mouth. He groaned into the kiss, stroking my rachis, his cock going lenient in my cunt full of his jizz. I felt so marvelous right now. So complete.

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

"beat 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 weeks later, Quarantine was going strong. might even endure another month. I did n't heed. My son was helping me pass it in style. He ate my pussy three time a day, and I rewarded him with cock sucking, my slit, and even my asshole.

I hummed as I waited on the maternity test. It had been such a wonderful two week, and I was eager for more. I was my son 's naughty mommy. I smiled when the pink line appeared. This sentence, I would know who the forefather of my child was.

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

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

The END of this Incestuous fib of the Quarantine