Incestuous Tales of the Quarantine

Story nine-spot : mum Craves Her Hung Son

By mypenname3000

copyright 2020

Note : Thanks to WRC264 for genus Beta indication this !

It was three hebdomad into quarantine when I walked into my son 's elbow 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 help me out with a chore."I need ..."

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

His seminal fluid fired from his penis.

I watched the stream of white firing up into the air as he bucked, his face twisted in pleasure and terror. He dropped his earphone he held in his go forth hand on his chest, the come he fired raining down as he struggled to catch a pillow to enshroud himself.

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

My son had a cock. At eighteen, he had a big, throbbing, and mighty cock that spurted more ... cum. My son was cumming. I was watching the end of his onanism, unable to depend away from the muscular, Pres Young man as he groaned, his prick spurting a final attack 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 woman moan from his telephone,"ass your step-mother intemperately, son !"

I yanked the door closed and stumbled back, my entire soundbox burning with embarrassment. I hit the wall behind me, panting. My large breasts rose and fell in the summercater bra I wore beneath my sweatshirt. I shuddered, rubbing sweaty palms on my imperial sweatpants.

The sight of my son 's cumming cock was burned into my mind. His right arm flexing as he pumped away. His better-looking face twisting with delight. I shuddered as I sucked in rich breaths, struggling to regain controller of my trembling body.

I pushed off the anteroom and stumbled out into the living room, my cheeks blaze. It was n't like I was ignorant of youth 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 centre of the day ! —was something else entirely. When had my son grown up ? Matured.

I fanned my facial expression. He was endowed. I could n't get his tool out of my mind. It had changed from a phallus to a turncock forever for me. He was a man now. No longer my slight boy. I sank down on the couch and squeezed my thighs shut and ...

I was wet.

I felt that itching in me. For the for the first time prison term in over a month, I felt horny. Ever since the first stories about the virus being in the United States Department of State started permeating the news—the panic buying of provision, the frenzied search to stimulate all the toilet composition I could find—had driven out any thoughts of passionateness. Not that I had much in my life. I was a undivided mother. guy wire usually had a panic smell when they realized I was a mother and then there would n't be another date.

I sucked in a breath, trying to ostracize this sentiment. His tool and what that woman moaned. Step-mother smut ? Was that really a thing ? I was n't someone who watched any erotica. I bit my lip, my heart pounding away.

After maybe ten instant of squirming, I forced myself to get about what I was up to. I moved the sofa out from the wall by myself, shaking my question at all the folderol that had accumulated beneath it. I picked up the on the loose change and found one of my haircloth coppice I thought I lost. That went in the scraps. I was n't using it after it had spent all that time under the couch.

I vacuumed.

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

"No, no, quit having thoughts about your son, woman,"I muttered to myself as the vacuity sportsmanlike ran."That 's disgusting."

It was disgusting. Incest. Why would I have such perverted thought process ? Was it because I had n't been on a escort in over a calendar month ?. And now with the quarantine, I could n't go on a day of the month. I was working from rest home these Clarence Shepard Day Jr., making example architectural plan for my grade schooltime students and keeping up with their parents. When I was n't doing that, I was having online training Roger Sessions and Zoom get together with my colleagues. I was still getting paid, which was squeamish, but I hated not having a social life.

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

My son crept out of his room an 60 minutes later in jeans and a tee shirt. He looked obstruct, staring away from me when he came out to the kitchen to get a drink. He was a magniloquent boy, surpassing me a few long time ago. He wore his brown hair shaved close on the side of meat and buzzed suddenly along the top. I was n't a fan, but it was growing out now. So while he looked a short shaggy, I thought he was more handsome.

I did n't know what to say to him. It was like he wanted to pretend I had n't caught him. I should evidence him it was lifelike, 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 deliver 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 girl in college.

Having a son forced me to birth responsibilities.

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

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

I sighed. Step-mom porn ...

I got out my phone and started googling this. I had to understand what it was. I swallowed and found that it was pop. A subset of MILF porn. That made my jaw drop. My son could be looking at twenty-year-old miss with everlasting bodies but instead was watching erstwhile cleaning woman having sex with Whitney Young men.

Cougars. MILFs. Step-moms. Hot wives. It was a wholly new earth of porn. The phrasal idiom"Mothers I 'd do it to Fuck"stayed with me because it realized that I was a MILF. I was a mother. I stared down at my dowdy sweatshirt and sweatpants. well-situated wearing apparel to jade around the menage. I bit my lip, this unusual passion burgeoning in me.

I had trouble sleeping that Nox. I was horny. ache. I busted out my vibrator. My son 's spurting pecker filled my judgement as I worked the buzzing shaft of my toy in and out of my kitty. I arched my spinal column and screamed out in orgasm in just a few minutes.

I collapsed into a daze. The next cockcrow, I woke up to a vibrator with stagnant stamp battery.

As I got make for the day, a Dominicus, I found myself pulling on my Gray yoga drawers. I drew on the stretchy cloth over my thighs and up my rump. I felt it clinging to my panties. I drew on a soaked tank top over my large bosom clad in a frilly bra. I shuddered at how tight the"casual"clothes fit around my body.

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

Kevin came in for breakfast as I was at the stove making omelets. Quarantine did let me cook so much more than for my son. Make sure he was eating good for you food and not all that junk solid food. Was it my imagery, or did I feel his center on my ass ?

I could n't aid but bending over as I flipped the ham and cheese omelets over. My bosom rose and fell in my cooler top, this excitement coursing through me. He sat down in a post where he could stare right at me.

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

"morn, Kevin,"I said, turning to him and giving him a big, motherly smiling. His eyes drifted down to my chest. To my breasts. This pleased warmheartedness rippled through me and ended at my pussy. That itch grew in me.

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

His eyes were on me as I cooked. I had his exclusive attention. It felt so good. Made me finger like a woman. I had been only a mom for over a month, scared by the medium, nearly in a panic at multiplication, but here, in quarantine, I was remembering other panorama of my sprightliness. My cunt clenched as the high temperature built and built in me.

My scanty 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 television biz. Watching videos on your phone."

He swallowed as I said that.

I smiled at him."On YouTube, of course. What did you call back 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 physical structure of a man, but he had n't gained the self-assurance of one. I could find that I had the might here. It made me sense even more womanly."I know what you get up to in there. Even before yesterday."

His brass burned.

"zilch wrong with liking old women,"I told him as I scooped the omelet onto the plateful."Us MILFs need enjoy, too."It was such a bold thing to say, but I was feeling that saucy heat bubbling away in my cunt.

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

I brought the plates to the table and sat down as I stared at his blushing fount. He took his photographic plate and cut it into one of his two omelets. I only had one. Spinach and tomato. I hummed away as I ate, so mindful of how my titty jiggled in my stringent top. They were an copious duo that thrust out over the table and attracted his attention.

He stared at them with thirst. He licked his lips, his eyes roaming all over my big breasts. My pap throbbed and my kitty-cat grew hotter and hotter. His attending was just something that I savored. I hummed as I ate.

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

"have preparation to do !"he gasped.

"Liar,"I called after.

I heard his doorway slam shut. I stood up and padded after. I pressed my ear to Kevin 's doorway and heard his bed creaking. There was no video performing, but the rhythmical stroking of his mitt on his cock echoed. I loved the phone. He pumped with a vigorous stroke.

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

He groaned through his clench tooth. My judgment burned with the memory of his cum firing up into the air. I smiled in delectation, loving the audio he made. The grunt and moan. 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 excuse to keep my son out of his bedroom all day long. I kept needing things from him. A jar of pickle was too tight, I needed him to relight the pilot lightness for the cooking stove after I"accidentally"snuffed it out, and then I needed his enduringness to go the couch.

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

"Yeah,"he said.

I shuddered, watching his muscular physical structure moving beneath his t-shirt. He grunted and dragged the right side of the couch out with repose. He got behind it, facing me, his biceps bulging, and shoved it forward.

I almost swooned with how gorgeous he was. immature 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 hold a clean mansion,"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 attain with it, bending over to push the vacuum cleaner farther, instead of walking with it. My pussy clenched as I ran the auto over the same dapple of carpet.

It was so hot having his centre on me.

Then I got to gaze at his ass through his dungaree as he pushed the couch back into plaza. I bit my lip, my pussy on fire. This dangerous heat was edifice and edifice in me. I was like my old self. That boy-mad slut who had let the entire frat gangbang her. That had been a hot night. All those strong, Lester Willis 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 chest and kissed him on the impertinence. I lingered with my lips a wink thirster than a mother should while his strong arm slid slowly around me. His hands rested on the small of my rear. 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 hotness was building and building as I listened to him stroking his hammer, 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 fervor. My panty soaked up my juice, growing so drenched with my passion. It was incredible. I felt so naughty. I wiggled my articulatio coxae, my bitch blazing with such heat.

This new lust in me gave me such an exciting and exhilarating volley of energy. I shuddered, wiggling my hips back and forth as I soaked my step-in with my desire. I chopped veggie, breaded chicken, and tossed a salad. I was so excited as racy ideas about tonight boiled through my mind.

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

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

I was such a risque mother.

Unsurprising, he had to do his"homework"after dinner. I let him go while I did the lulu. I had my program for the night set in motion. I asked him if he wanted to watch over a motion-picture show when I finished with the lulu. He was all for it. I let him pick.

I headed into my elbow room and pulled off all my clothes. I stripped naked. My black hair fell down to my articulatio humeri, my big tit swaying. They were plump and great. I squeezed them, digging my digit into my flesh while my kitty dripped. I could reek my tangy succus. I breathed them in.

What a fantastic scent.

I drew on a peignoir over my au naturel dead body. A lilac joy. The material clung to my breasts, hanging from them with no strap. I tugged them down until my mamilla were just about to pop out. The remainder of the nightie fell down to just below my thigh, the silk sheer when it touched my skin.

I did n't get at 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 sofa, my big boobs threatening to pop out.

He swallowed and croaked something as I plopped down beside him on the couch. Not sitting at the 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 pajama gasp and a egg white married woman beater that clung to his eubstance. Instantly, his hardon tented his bottoms.

"Uh ... Mom ?"

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

"Well ... I ..."He stared at me, salivating. He swallowed. His putz throbbed in his pajama arse. His script balled into clenched 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 hired man on his brass."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 time to me ? Boy, he did have staying power. It was flattering and annoying. But then an melodic theme popped into my mind. I stood up and shed my coat of arms around him. I gave him a tight hug, with only the fragile stratum of clothes between us. My hard pap throbbed. My pussy clenched.

I kissed him on the cheek."in effect night."

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

His own momma to take tending of him in every way possible.

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

He fled the living room and down the hall. 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 female parent to be in charge. To show up him how to please those MILFs he was lusting for.

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

I reached his door, listening for that fellow close shave of the bed. He was stroking his hammer with enthusiasm. I licked my lip, so ready to pounce on him. A cougar-mommy lusting to feast upon her sexy son. My cunt clenched, the heat bubbling through me.

He groaned.

I threw undefendable the door.

"Mom !"he gasped, struggling to push up his stopcock back into his face cloth bottomland. 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 let to do that,"I cooed, sauntering to him. My big titty swayed beneath the fabric, my nipple poking at it. He swallowed at the spate of me."I 'm here to direct 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 bosom dandling in the nightie. The cloth swayed beneath me while feeling assuredness as it draped over my back 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 mommy to suck your cock, did n't you ?"I purred."That 's why you 've been watching all that MILF pornography, have n't you ?"

He stared at me with such daze on his face. It was so cute to witness.

"Mmm, I know,"I cooed."Your momma understands what a young man needs."I grabbed his cock at the foot beneath his own deal. He was so warm and hot."Now just let go and your mommy will select fear of you."

"This ... I ..."He released his peter, his down eyes staring at me with a mix of stupor and lust.

I smiled at him."Relax, relax. Your mamma knows how to suck your turncock. Mmm, just be a well boy and enjoy."

I ducked my head down, my melanise fuzz spilling around my burning cheeks. Then I gobbled his cock. I sucked him into my rima oris, my pussy clenching. The oestrus 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 tone of his precum flowed across my taste buds. It was a delight that I savored. My boobs swayed as I blew him. I slid my rim up and down his cock, determined to give him the best cock sucking he 'd ever experienced.

To present 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 hard, vernal man to please me and roll in the hay me. My gamey pussy clenched again, eagre to finger my son sliding back into me.

I knew it would be amazing. Magical. I bobbed my foreland, my melanize hair shifting, as I anticipated that rattling bit of Kevin sliding into my pussy, his long rooster nudging into my uterine cervix. His cum would force out into my womb. I could still sustain children.

My son 's baby. Maybe a daughter to get it on him when she was old enough who could have her own son to love her. On and on and on. A string 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 headway shifted on his pillow. His solid chest of drawers rose and fell, the muscle playing across his pecs. I stroked my left manus over his rippling abs. God, he was such a hunk."Oh, tinker's damn, Mom."

I winked at him and kept sucking. I blew him with hunger, bobbing my nous. He groaned again, panting. I loved it. This was unbelievable to see. To enjoy. I gave my son all the pleasure I could. I sucked on him. Slurped on him. I worshiped him with cacoethes. Hunger. I wanted to unsay his cum.

That young jizz.

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

I sucked on him with hungriness. I loved the sounds he made. My left hand scratched over his muscular torso. My right pumped at the base of his dick. He had too much for me to take in my mouth. My kitty drooled for this glorious cock. I whimpered, moaning, bobbing my head. He shuddered, his prick throbbing in my mouth.

I loved this. Incest felt so mightily. Answered all our trouble. Quarantine could continue forever. I moaned around his pecker as I bobbed up and down. My mouth slid down his shaft and then I sucked back up him.

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

I wanted that so a great deal. I hungered to swallow his salty spring of jizz. To gulp down all that wonderful kindling in his mouth. I would drink it all down. My kitty clenched as my cheeks 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 unsay my cum. Oh, damn."

I winked at him.

My natural language danced around his dick. My big boobs swayed as I worked my mouth up and down his shaft. The fabric of my thin night-robe rustled around me. The bedsprings creaked. His font twisted in cacoethes. He groaned, through his clinched teeth.

"Mom !"

His cock pulsed in my stroke hand. Salty cum spurted into my oral fissure. For the first time ever, I tasted my son 's seed. My centre closed as the thick and creamy delight spilled through my mouth. The smell set all my taste buds alight. It was incredible. I shuddered, my hip joint wiggling from right to left.

My cunt blazed with love as I drank down my son 's cum. The high temperature swelled through me. I squeezed my eyes shut as I swallowed payload after load of his cum. I swallowed so a lot of that delectable treat.

It was a delight to gulp down. A treat. I was thrilled to get to enjoy it. I swallowed it all down with hungriness. I gulped it all down, the emollient flowing down my throat. My stomach rejoiced. I closed my eyes, savoring every instant of swallowing his cum.

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

He fired the end of his jizz into my maw.

"Just awesome."

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

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

"Oh, I was untried once,"I purred."Before I had these big knocker, I was a juicy thing."I slid my nightgown 's hem up my thighs.

His optic tracked it.

"Do you require to see your mommy 's pussy ?"I cooed."The maw 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 miss out,"he groaned.

"Those inadequate girls you engagement,"I said, shaking my point."Luckily, you have your mom to teach you how to please her. Then you wo n't sustain to frustrate the young noblewoman. You 'll have your mum to love."

He groaned.

"Mmm, yes, you 're going to get a line how to please me, are n't you ?"I purred. I pulled up the hem higher. I exposed my pep pill thigh and then paused good before exposing my President George W. Bush and goose.

He stared at me with thirst, trembling.

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

"Yes !"

I ripped up my nightdress and flashed my black bush dripping with my juice. My tangy scent rose in the air. I breathed it in as I kept pulling up the gown. Kevin stared at my kitty while I unveiled my big mamilla. I threw my nightie to the level, defenseless now.

His eyes flicked up to my great and carry breasts. His regard arrested on them. I had hard, dark-red tit that thrust from wide areolas. He licked his lip at the sight of them. They were n't artificial titties. Those were all-natural F-cups. He groaned as he stared at them, drool running over his chin.

"You can touch them,"I said, thrusting my tits out at him."You used to when you were a baby."I circled both my areolas with my fingers."You used to suckle from here."I touched my right tit."And here."I pinched my left, my slit clenching.

He groaned and then he darted his principal forward and latched onto my right nipple. I pinched the left nub as he suckled. I groaned, my pussy drink in the shiver his lip produced. This felt far, far courteous than when he 'd been a babe. This was sexual. Sensual. Wicked. Kinky.

Incestuous.

My son nursed from my nipple with thirst. I ran my decently manus 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 find gravel.

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

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

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

He nibbled on my nub with his strong mouth. His amobarbital sodium eyes stared up at me. I loved it. I groaned, my fingers digging into his hair. I licked my lips, savoring this moment. He suckled again, my purulent growing hotter.

"Yes, yes, you 're getting my cunt all decent and ready for your tongue,"I moaned."Mommy 's going to swim you in cunt cream. How does that sound ?"

He groaned.

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

He nodded.

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

I felt so affectionate right now. I pulled his head from my breast, my nipple popping out of his oral fissure. Then I kissed him. I planted my sass right on his. I thrust my glossa into his sassing. He groaned. I swirled around in him, kissing him intemperately. He groaned, his knife dancing with mine. It was exciting. Naughty. It made me tingle.

I loved it.

I swirled my glossa around in his mouth. I kissed him with all the hunger I possessed. All the taboo and depraved luxuria that brimmed inside of me. I loved the taste of him. The feel. I plunged my tongue to the hilt in him, reaching for the backrest of his tonsilla.

He groaned as I kissed him with hunger. My pussy was on fervor. I had to have got him eat me out. I placed my handwriting on his shoulders, kissing him hard. With such heat. My fingernails bit into his shoulders. I had to cum. I had been simmering all day.

I needed to drown my son in my passion.

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

"Mmm, I 'm going to enjoy 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 aphrodisiac son is going to worship that risque hole that brought him in the world."I smiled down at him as I settled my legs around his caput. I lowered my furred muff to his boldness, staring at his eyes between my swaying tits."You want to eat mama '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 black shrub right on his mouth. I shuddered as I did. I felt my curls spilling over his lip than my labia kissed him. I groaned at the incestuous contact of my goof on his face. He moaned as he stared up at me.

"Now lick,"I moaned."Caress through my folds. twit me. fiesta on me. read me how much you love the taste of my pussy, Kevin ! Love your mommy 's puss !"

He licked.

His tongue slid through my folds. I gasped and shuddered from his wicked strokes. The pleasure rushed through my body. It was incredible to feel. To experience. My full body shuddered. I panted, my substance throbbing in my pectus. My son licked at my cunt.

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

The pleasure rippled through me while his blue devil eyes stared up at my swaying tits. I smiled down at him between my jiggling breasts. The pleasure rippled through me, stirred up by his spit licking at my slit with bolder and bolder strokes.

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

"So just,"my son croaked."shit, Mom, you taste amazing."

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

He thrust his tongue into my pussy.

"Yes !"

I felt that thick clapper wiggling about in my cunt. I shuddered, my pussy clenching as he stirred his lingua around in my goof. He swirled it against my sensitive paries, the pleasure rippling through me. My clitoris 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 fumble into my son 's mouthpiece. Just having his knife back inside of my pussy was amazing. Every mother should experience this delectation with their son. It was amazing. Fantastic. It made me quiver and shiver.

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

"Mom,"he groaned into my pussy.

"Just keep licking,"I panted, grinding on him."Just keep suck at my puss. Oh, yes, yes, you 're doing so good. You 're making your mother feel amazing. That 's wonderful. Oh, yes, yes, you 're so delicious. Ram that glossa into my slit. Ooh, yes, yes, make me cum."

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

finisher and closer to drowning my son in my snatch cream. I would unleash a terrific flood tide of cream that would take a shit me explode. It was delicious. I savored this bit. I enjoyed my son overlapping at me with hunger. He licked me out with such feverish need. It was amazing. I loved every second of it. I savored the Delicious pleasure he gave me.

My straits threw back. The cloud nine swelled through me. It was amazing. Just such a wondrous delight to enjoy. I bit my lower lip as he swirled through my cunt. His tongue was perfect. I would have such a gracious orgasm.

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

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

His hands 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 button !"I moaned."suck on mommy 's clitoris. Make mamma cum !"

He sucked hard.

I gasped as he did that. My puss clenched. My toes curled. It was amazing to feel my son suck and breast feeding 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 ass as he dug his finger's breadth into my flesh. I savored it. Loved him groping me. It was incredible to enjoy. My head tossed from side to side, sinister pilus dancing. My pussycat clenched every time he sucked.

"Kevin !"I moaned.

He nursed. My bud burst with sparks.

"Yes !"

I came.

My first incestuous orgasm surged through me. This wonderful joy raced through my consistence. I bucked and shuddered, savoring every moment of this delight. It was perfect. Fantastic. I whimpered through my rapture. My header tossed back and Forth. The pleasure burned through me. Stars danced before my eyes.

My puss cream gushed out of me as the flames blazed across my psyche. Depraved rapture consumed my thoughts. I loved it. I bucked and shuddered, my tits heaving from the delight of this bit. It was intense. Delicious. Amazing. It was almost everything I craved from my son.

I just wanted one more than thing.

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

He drank down my pick. He licked at me, moaning. His strokes sent new pleasure blazing through me. It felt so incredible. How long had it been since I had a man ? A class ? 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 fingerbreadth digging into my plump rump.

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

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

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

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

"Yes !"

I shuddered, my zany on fire. This was what I needed. Craved. I slid down his body, moving my hips. He stared at me in awe, his back talk gleaming in my twat cream. My boobs heaved as I aimed his cock at my approaching snatch. I nuzzled the tip into my George H.W. Bush. His crown kissed my cuntlips. I smiled at him.

His eyes widened in awe as I straightened upright, my dummy jiggling. Then I sank my cunt down his pecker. Slowly. I swallowed in after magnificent inch of my son 's big dick. I groaned out my pleasure, reveling in every present moment of delight. Every live instant of bliss. This was incredible. Amazing. My face contorted in delight. A big grinning crossed my mouth as I took more and more of his dick.

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

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

"screw, yes !"

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

His hands shot up and grabbed my boobs. He squeezed my big tits with his stiff fingers. My cunt clenched around his girth. I undulated my pelvic arch forward and back, grinding my clit into his pubic pitcher's mound. Pleasure rippled through me. It felt amazing. This fantastic delight.

I squeezed my cunt and then slid my snatch up his cock. I groaned at the wonderful delectation of his big dick caressing all my naughty turn. It was incredible. Amazing. I groaned out my pleasance. I loved every import of his cock caressing my pussycat walls.

"Oh, yes, yes, Mommy loves having your big cock in her cunt !"

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

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

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

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

My mamilla jiggled in his mitt as I worked my wind up twat up and down his prick. The detrition of his cinch massaged my kitty wall. 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 burst with sparks. The bliss showered through me. They splashed over my mind, drenching my persuasion in such juicy delight.

"Yes, yes, yes !"I moaned, savoring the silky coast of riding his tool. The pleasure built and built in me."Oh, that 's marvellous. 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 every time like he was sized just for my snatch. I groaned, my bitch squeezing about him. His dick throbbed in my twat while his hand squeezed my tits. I whimpered, moaned, my pilus dancing around my shoulders.

I slammed my cunt down his thick cock. That big pecker reached so recondite into me. My pussycat drank in the friction. I ground my pubic ivory into his button. He groaned, his hands squeezing my tits. His blue eyes stared up at me with such hunger.

"Mom !"he groaned.

That one word set me off. The prohibited nature of it. The demoralise delight of hearing my son moan it while my puss had taken every in of his big and throbbing cock. I threw back my capitulum 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 bod rippled and writhed around him. I bucked and shuddered on him, the waves of X 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 mind imbibing in the ecstasy.

"Shit, Mom !"he groaned.

"Cum in mommy 's pussy !"I panted, my twat writhing around his big shaft."Kevin, cum in Mommy 's racy cunt ! Give mamma your cum !"

"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 squirt of his jizz flooded my cunt. He squirted it right against my uterine cervix. His come flooded into my uterus. This rush flooded through me.

Thomas More bliss drowned my mind. I gasped and moaned, my pussycat massaging his spurting dick. He pumped me replete of all his hot and delectable cum. He filled me to the brim with his baby-making spunk. I groaned, loving every present moment of his jizz flooding me. It was unbelievable. Amazing.

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

"Oh, god, Mom !"he groaned, his men kneading my bosom as my twat wrung his cock dry.

I worked out every last drop curtain of jizz he had. I drained my son 's ball. I shuddered on him and leaned forward over him. His hands fell from my knocker. 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 spinal column, his cock going soft in my cunt full of his jizz. I felt so wonderful right now. So complete.

I broke the osculation and purred,"Mmm, was n't that sound than a picture ?"

"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 weeks later, Quarantine was going strong. Might even last another month. I did n't bear in mind. My son was helping me pass it in style. He ate my pussy three time a day, and I rewarded him with blowjobs, my pussycat, and even my mother fucker.

I hummed as I waited on the pregnancy test. It had been such a wonderful two weeks, and I was eager for more. I was my son 's risque mommy. I smiled when the pink melodic line appeared. This meter, I would know who the begetter of my fry was.

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

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

The END of this Incestuous Tale of the Quarantine