Incestuous Tales of the Quarantine

Story Nine : mamma Craves Her Hung Son

By mypenname3000

right of first publication 2020

Note : Thanks to WRC264 for beta recital this !

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

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

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

His semen fired from his penis.

I watched the watercourse of white firing up into the air as he bucked, his fount twisted in pleasance and scare. He dropped his phone he held in his go away manus on his chest, the seed he fired raining down as he struggled to grab a pillow to continue himself.

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

My son had a cock. At XVIII, he had a big, throbbing, and mighty cock that spurted Sir Thomas More ... cum. My son was cumming. I was watching the end of his masturbation, unable to appear away from the muscular, Whitney Young man as he groaned, his putz spurting a final blast just as he managed to incubate himself with a pillow.

"Mom !"he gasped.

The shock absorber struck me. The embarrassment. Just as I started yanking exclude his door, I heard a woman groan from his sound,"fuck your step-mother hard, son !"

I yanked the door closed and stumbled back, my stallion body burning with overplus. I hit the wall behind me, panting. My large bosom rose and fell in the athletics bra I wore to a lower place my sweatshirt. I shuddered, rubbing sweaty palms on my purple sweatpants.

The sight of my son 's cumming cock was burned into my thinker. His right arm flexing as he pumped away. His handsome face twisting with pleasance. I shuddered as I sucked in thick breathing time, struggling to retrieve ascendence of my trembling body.

I pushed off the hall and stumbled out into the support way, my cheeks blazing. It was n't like I was ignorant of Whitney Young men. I knew he masturbated. I had seen the little evidence for a few years, but to walk in on him while he was doing it—in the 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 dick out of my judgment. It had changed from a phallus to a cock forever for me. He was a man now. No longer my little boy. I sank down on the couch and squeezed my thigh shut and ...

I was wet.

I felt that itch in me. For the first off time in over a month, I felt horny. Ever since the first storey about the virus being in the States started permeating the news—the panic buying of supplying, the excited search to have all the toilet paper I could find—had driven out any thoughts of passion. Not that I had much in my sprightliness. I was a single mother. Guys usually had a panic look 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. His rooster and what that woman moaned. Step-mother pornography ? 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 minutes of squirming, I forced myself to get about what I was up to. I moved the couch out from the wall by myself, shaking my head at all the trash that had accumulated beneath it. I picked up the on the loose change and found one of my hair brushes I thought I lost. That went in the drivel. I was n't using it after it had spent all that time under the couch.

I vacuumed.

As the machine whirled away and rattled as it picked up the dust, my thoughts drifted. My son 's spurting shaft 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 thoughts about your son, charwoman,"I muttered to myself as the vacuum cleaner ran."That 's disgusting."

It was disgusting. Incest. Why would I have such perverted view ? 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 habitation these twenty-four hour period, making deterrent example design for my grade schooling students and keeping up with their parents. When I was n't doing that, I was having online training sessions and soar meetings with my colleagues. I was still getting paid, which was nice, 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 sternutation guard.

My son crept out of his room an hour later in blue jean and a t-shirt. He looked embarrassed, staring away from me when he came out to the kitchen to get a drink. He was a tall boy, surpassing me a few geezerhood ago. He wore his Robert Brown hair shaved close on the incline and buzzed brusk 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 sham I had n't caught him. I should order him it was raw, that I wo n't just barge in like that, that I even understood why he was watching porno. Though why step-mother porn ? He did n't have 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 lady friend in college.

Having a son forced me to hold 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 play 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 popular. A subset of MILF porn. That made my jaw drop. My son could be looking at twenty-year-old young woman with perfect bodies but instead was watching aged cleaning woman having sex with untried men.

Cougars. MILFs. Step-moms. Hot wives. It was a hale new world of erotica. The set phrase"mother I 'd Love to fucking"stayed with me because it realized that I was a MILF. I was a mother. I stared down at my frumpy sweatshirt and sweat pants. well-to-do clothes to wear around the planetary house. I bit my lip, this unusual warmth burgeoning in me.

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

I collapsed into a haze. The next aurora, I woke up to a vibrator with beat batteries.

As I got gear up for the day, a Sunday, I found myself pulling on my gray yoga pants. I drew on the stretchy material over my thigh and up my bum. I felt it clinging to my pantie. I drew on a besotted army tank top over my large tit 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 hombre. To expect fit and hot. I swallowed and wondered why I was doing this. My heart pounded in my chest as I started making breakfast.

Kevin came in for breakfast as I was at the range making omelets. Quarantine did let me cook so much more for my son. throw sure he was eating healthy food and not all that dust intellectual nourishment. Was it my imagination, or did I palpate his eye on my ass ?

I could n't avail but bending over as I flipped the ham and cheese omelet over. My knocker rose and fell in my tank car top, this hullabaloo coursing through me. He sat down in a place 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 eye drifted down to my chest of drawers. To my breasts. This delight warmth 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 sense like a char. I had been only a mom for over a month, scared by the metier, nearly in a panic at sentence, but here, in quarantine, I was remembering other vista of my biography. My cunt clenched as the heating built and built in me.

My panties soaked up my excitement.

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

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

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

He swallowed as I said that.

I smiled at him."On YouTube, of course. What did you think I meant ? That you 'd be watching motion-picture show of MILFs."

"What ?"he gasped, swallowing.

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

His face burned.

"Nothing wrong with liking honest-to-goodness womanhood,"I told him as I scooped the omelets onto the plate."Us MILFs need screw, too."It was such a bluff affair to say, but I was feeling that saucy oestrus bubbling away in my cunt.

I was being such a naughty mammy, but I could n't facilitate myself.

I brought the plates to the board and sat down as I stared at his blushing grimace. He took his home base and cut it into one of his two omelette. I only had one. prickly-seeded spinach and tomato. I hummed away as I ate, so aware of how my booby jiggled in my crocked top. They were an rich pair that thrust out over the table and attracted his care.

He stared at them with hunger. He licked his mouth, his optic roaming all over my big breast. My nipples throbbed and my snatch 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 young man could. The omelet vanished into his mouth before I had even finished half of mine. He gulped his breakfast down with orange juice then bolted from the table.

"rich person preparation to do !"he gasped.

"Liar,"I called after.

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

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

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

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

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

I found apology to celebrate my son out of his sleeping accommodation all day long. I kept needing things from him. A jar of jam was too fast, I needed him to relight the archetype luminousness for the stove after I"accidentally"snuffed it out, and then I needed his strength to move the couch.

"I just want to vacuum 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 good position of the couch out with informality. 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 aphrodisiac. 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 go on a fresh house,"I said, hoping he would n't recognise I had already vacuumed here yesterday. But he bought my excuse.

He stuck around as I vacuumed, standing behind me. I made surely to reach with it, bending over to crowd the vacuum cleaner white farther, instead of walking with it. My pussy clenched as I ran the machine over the Lapplander plot of carpet.

It was so hot having his eyes on me.

Then I got to gaze at his ass through his blue jean as he pushed the couch back into place. I bit my lip, my twat on flaming. This grievous heat was building and building in me. I was like my old self. That boy-mad slovenly woman who had let the intact frat gangbang her. That had been a hot nighttime. All those unattackable, 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 of drawers and kissed him on the cheek. I lingered with my mouth a heartbeat longer than a mother should while his solid arms slid slowly around me. His hands rested on the small of my backrest. Would he be daring ?

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

Kevin lasted longer this clock time as he masturbated again. My own horniness was building and construction as I listened to him stroking his shaft, playing out his own MILF scenarios, but I knew I stared in them. He was having mammy 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 juice, growing so drenched with my warmth. It was incredible. I felt so naughty. I wiggled my rosehip, my cunt blazing with such heat.

This new lust in me gave me such an exciting and exhilarating burst of energy. I shuddered, wiggling my hip back and Forth as I soaked my pantie with my desire. I chopped veggie, breaded chicken, and tossed a salad. I was so excited as blue melodic theme about tonight boiled through my mind.

At dinner I once again, I had my son 's undivided care. Those MILFs on his phone were fine, but he had the existent thing live in his apartment. Not a step-mom but a genuine one. I smiled at him all through dinner, sword lily I did n't have 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 risque mother.

Unsurprising, he had to do his"homework"after dinner party. I let him go while I did the dishes. I had my design for the night set in gesture. I asked him if he wanted to watch a film when I finished with the dishful. He was all for it. I let him pick.

I headed into my room and pulled off all my clothes. I stripped naked. My black fuzz fell down to my berm, my big dummy swaying. They were plump and heavy. I squeezed them, digging my fingers into my bod while my pussy dripped. I could smell my tangy juices. I breathed them in.

What a wonderful scent.

I drew on a negligee over my naked organic structure. A lilac delectation. The fabric clung to my breasts, hanging from them with no strap. I tugged them down until my tit were just about to pop out. The eternal sleep of the nightgown fell down to just below my thigh, 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 nightdress. I smiled at him like this was n't anything Wyrd 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 lounge. Not sitting at the former end where I usually would be, but right there next to him. He stared at my jiggling dope, his cheeks red. He had changed into flannel pajama 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 like to watch ?"

"well ... I ..."He stared at me, salivating. He swallowed. His dick throbbed in his pajama bottoms. His custody balled into clenched fist. He looked bewildered, his eyes flicking down at my titmouse then away. He squirmed on the couch.

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

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

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

Masturbating a quarter time to me ? Boy, he did have toughness. It was flattering and annoying. But then an estimate popped into my idea. I stood up and threw my arms around him. I gave him a crocked hug, with only the thinnest layers of clothes between us. My concentrated nipples throbbed. My kitty-cat clenched.

I kissed him on the face."beneficial night."

I basis against his hardon. I loved how huge he was. He might accept the swelled cock I had ever seen. I wanted it. I did n't worry 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 make a hot MILF like me to take attention of his strain ?

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

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

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

My twat soaked my shrub with my exhilaration as I sauntered after him.

I reached his doorway, listening for that familiar spirit squeaker of the bed. He was stroking his shaft with exuberance. I licked my rim, so ready to pounce on him. A cougar-mommy lusting to feast upon her aphrodisiac 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 washcloth undersurface. 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 mamilla poking at it. He swallowed at the sight of me."I 'm here to look at forethought of you. I did n't bring in 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 pap dandling in the nightie. The cloth carry beneath me while feeling cool as it draped over my cover and ass. I moved between his legs. His pectus rose and fell as I stared down at his cock.

"Mmm, you just wanted a naughty mommy to soak up your gumshoe, 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 cunning to witness.

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

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

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

I ducked my drumhead down, my melanise hair spilling around my burning cheeks. Then I gobbled his cock. I sucked him into my mouth, my kitty-cat clenching. The high temperature rushed through my soundbox. This was so naughty. I crossed the line into incest.

I nursed on his cock.

I suckled on my son 's big peter. The salty nip 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 lips up and down his cock, determined to have him the adept blowjob he 'd ever experienced.

To show him why he only needed his mommy.

Just like I only needed Kevin. I did n't need early men. I had been raising my man and had never noticed it. My strong, unseasoned man to delight me and love me. My juicy kitty-cat clenched again, eager to feel 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 moment of Kevin sliding into my cunt, his long dick nudging into my cervix. His cum would open fire into my womb. I could still sustain children.

My son 's baby. Maybe a girl 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 bitch 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 secure chest of drawers rose and fell, the muscles playing across his pecs. I stroked my left bridge player over his rippling abs. God, he was such a hunk."Oh, damn, Mom."

I winked at him and kept sucking. I blew him with hungriness, bobbing my foreland. 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 heat. Hunger. I wanted to live with 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 hand scratched over his brawny torso. My right pumped at the stand of his dick. He had too very much for me to take in my sass. My cunt drooled for this magnificent cock. I whimpered, moaning, bobbing my school principal. He shuddered, his dick throbbing in my mouth.

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

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

I wanted that so much. I hungered to swallow his salty fountain of jizz. To gulp down all that wonderful spunk in his oral cavity. I would drink it all down. My pussy 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 sass. 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 sass up and down his shaft. The fabric of my thin nightie rustled around me. The bedsprings creaked. His face twisted in cacoethes. He groaned, through his clench teeth.

"Mom !"

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

My pussy blazed with warmth as I drank down my son 's cum. The heat swelled through me. I squeezed my middle shut as I swallowed incumbrance after freight of his cum. I swallowed so much of that yummy treat.

It was a delight to gulp down. A dainty. I was thrilled to get to enjoy it. I swallowed it all down with hunger. I gulped it all down, the cream flowing down my throat. My breadbasket rejoiced. I closed my eyes, 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 nightgown."Huh ? Having a aphrodisiac MILF suck your cock. A hot mom loving your dick."

"Yes,"he panted."I just ca n't think ... You 're my mom. Where did you pick up to suck a peter ?"

"Oh, I was young once,"I purred."Before I had these big tit, I was a racy thing."I slid my gown 's hem up my thighs.

His eyes tracked it.

"Do you want to see your mommy 's pussy ?"I cooed."The hole 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 lady friend 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 have to frustrate the young ladies. You 'll possess 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 second joint and then paused right before exposing my George Herbert Walker Bush and twat.

He stared at me with hunger, trembling.

"Kevin ?"I asked in a sing-song articulation."Are you going to get word ?"

"Yes !"

I ripped up my nightie and flashed my black bush dripping with my juice. My sourish perfume rose in the air. I breathed it in as I kept pulling up the nightgown. Kevin stared at my pussy while I unveiled my big titty. I threw my nightie to the floor, naked now.

His eye flicked up to my orotund and persuade breasts. His gaze arrested on them. I had hard, dark-red nipples that thrust from all-inclusive ring of color. He licked his rim at the tidy sum 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 have-to doe with them,"I said, thrusting my tits out at him."You used to when you were a baby."I circled both my areolas with my fingerbreadth."You used to nurse from here."I touched my right mammilla."And here."I pinched my left hand, my slit clenching.

He groaned and then he darted his pass forward and latched onto my right mamilla. I pinched the allow nub as he suckled. I groaned, my kitty drinking in the tingles his mouth produced. This felt far, far gracious than when he 'd been a baby. This was sexual. Sensual. Wicked. Kinky.

Incestuous.

My son nursed from my nipple with hunger. I ran my right paw through his brown hairsbreadth. 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 pussy clenching from the strength. I shuddered, my hips wiggling from slope to side. He drew in my whole ring of color with his hungriness. I threw back my straits. My kitty-cat clenched, the heat rushing through me.

It was amazing to experience. Just a delectation. I bit my lip, loving this wicked heat that flowed through me. My hips wiggled from face to side, my slit on fire. My juices trickled out of my puss and ran down my thighs.

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

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

"Yes, yes, you 're getting my cunt all decent and ready for your natural language,"I moaned."mama 's going to drown you in snatch cream. How does that voice ?"

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 marvellous. 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 affectionate right hand now. I pulled his point from my knocker, my mammilla popping out of his sass. Then I kissed him. I planted my oral cavity right on his. I thrust my tongue into his mouth. 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 tongue around in his lip. I kissed him with all the hunger I possessed. All the tabu and depraved lust that brimmed inside of me. I loved the gustation of him. The smell. I plunged my clapper to the hilt in him, reaching for the back of his tonsils.

He groaned as I kissed him with hungriness. My cunt was on fervidness. I had to have him eat me out. I placed my work force on his articulatio humeri, 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 centre 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 relish this,"I cooed as I crawled up his body."You 're going to devour my puss, are n't you ?"

"Yes, Mom,"he groaned.

"Mmm, my aphrodisiacal 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 fumble to his side, staring at his heart between my swaying titmouse."You want to eat Mommy 's pussy, do n't you ? That 's why you watch all that MILF porn. All those naughty step-moms. You want the very thing."

"Yes !"he gasped.

I settled my opprobrious bush right on his mouth. I shuddered as I did. I felt my Robert F. Curl spilling over his lips than my labia kissed him. I groaned at the incestuous physical contact of my twat on his fount. He moaned as he stared up at me.

"Now lick,"I moaned."Caress through my folds. Tease me. Feast on me. Show me how a good deal you love the taste of my pussycat, Kevin ! Love your mommy 's cunt !"

He licked.

His lingua slid through my congregation. I gasped and shuddered from his wicked strokes. The pleasure rushed through my body. It was unbelievable to find. To experience. My entire body shuddered. I panted, my heart buffeting in my chest. My son licked at my cunt.

He devoured me. His tongue slid into my sheep pen again and again. He caressed my labia and brushed my clitoris. It was incredible to find. To enjoy. I threw back my head, hair dancing. I panted, savoring my son 's caresses.

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

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

"So good,"my son croaked."tinker's dam, Mom, you taste amazing."

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

He thrust his natural language into my pussy.

"Yes !"

I felt that thickset tongue wiggling about in my cunt. I shuddered, my twat clenching as he stirred his glossa around in my puss. He swirled it against my sensitive walls, the pleasure rippling through me. My clit rubbed on his upper lip, sparks flaring.

My dummy jiggled as I shuddered. I whimpered and moaned, the bed creaking as I rubbed my furred muff into my son 's mouth. Just having his natural language back inside of my pussy was amazing. Every mother should go through this delight with their son. It was amazing. Fantastic. It made me quiver and shiver.

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

"Mom,"he groaned into my pussy.

"Just keep drubbing,"I panted, grinding on him."Just keep suck at my slit. Oh, yes, yes, you 're doing so good. You 're making your female parent feel amazing. That 's terrific. Oh, yes, yes, you 're so delicious. Ram that spit into my zany. Ooh, yes, yes, make me cum."

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

Closer and closer to drowning my son in my pussy cream. I would let loose a wonderful outpouring of pick that would make me explode. It was delightful. I savored this moment. I enjoyed my son lapping at me with hungriness. He licked me out with such febrile need. It was amazing. I loved every sec of it. I savored the delightful delight he gave me.

My top dog threw back. The bliss swelled through me. It was amazing. Just such a wondrous delight to enjoy. I bit my lower lip as he swirled through my cunt. His tongue was unadulterated. I would have such a nice orgasm.

But I needed something else. I needed him to do one More affair for me.

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

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

"Yes, yes, that 's my clitoris !"I moaned."Suck on mommy 's clitoris. 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 button. My bud pulsed and throbbed. The pleasure swelled through me. My pinhead bounced before me.

He groped my ass. He kneaded my rump as he dug his fingers into my anatomy. I savored it. Loved him groping me. It was incredible to enjoy. My read/write head tossed from English to side, black haircloth dancing. My pussy clenched every clock time he sucked.

"Kevin !"I moaned.

He nursed. My bud explosion with sparks.

"Yes !"

I came.

My first incestuous orgasm surged through me. This marvelous pleasure raced through my trunk. I bucked and shuddered, savoring every moment of this joy. It was perfect. Fantastic. I whimpered through my rapture. My headway tossed back and forth. The pleasance burned through me. Stars danced before my eyes.

My pussy ointment gushed out of me as the flaming blazed across my judgement. Depraved ecstasy consumed my thoughts. I loved it. I bucked and shuddered, my tits heaving from the joy of this moment. 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 cream !"

He drank down my emollient. He licked at me, moaning. His apoplexy sent new delight blazing through me. It felt so incredible. 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 fingers digging into my plump rump.

I reached behind me and grabbed his dick. I squeezed his dick and felt him throbbing in my bridge player. I smiled at that. He had that big tool that just begged to have me drive him. I stroked up and down him, so happy he had recovered.

"Mmm, do you want to experience Mommy 's slit sliding around your prick ?"I purred.

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

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

"Yes !"

I shuddered, my twat on fervour. This was what I needed. Craved. I slid down his trunk, moving my hips. He stared at me in awe, his back talk gleaming in my pussy ointment. My boobs heaved as I aimed his cock at my approaching slit. I nuzzled the tip into my bush. His summit kissed my cuntlips. I smiled at him.

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

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

"Mmm, I know,"I cooed."Mommy pussy is so a lot secure than all those petite girls you 've been fucking, is n't it ?"

"piece of ass, yes !"

"Ooh, mammy 's big, strong son needs a very woman."

His hands shot up and seize my dope. He squeezed my big tits with his hard finger. My slit clenched around his girth. I undulated my rosehip forward and back, grinding my clit into his pubic mound. Pleasure rippled through me. It felt amazing. This wonderful delight.

I squeezed my snatch and then slid my cunt up his cock. I groaned at the wonderful joy of his big dick caressing all my naughty bits. It was incredible. Amazing. I groaned out my pleasance. I loved every second of his cock caressing my pussy walls.

"Oh, yes, yes, Mommy loves having your big dick in her pussy !"

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

I smiled at him and then I slammed my pussy down his peter. I took my son 's cock to the hilt. I groaned as my twat swallowed every inch of him. I gobbled up his calamus. My back arched. My boobs 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 incredible. You 're amazing, Mom !"

"So are you,"I moaned and turn on my son.

My tits jiggled in his hired hand as I worked my excited twat up and down his hammer. The friction of his girth massaged my pussy bulwark. My bitch 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 thoughts in such naughty delight.

"Yes, yes, yes !"I moaned, savoring the silky glide of riding his pecker. The pleasure built and built in me."Oh, that 's marvellous. That 's amazing. Kevin !"

"Mom !"

My climax swelled and swelled as I rode him. It grew so dissolute. His cock felt so perfect in my pussycat. He reached to my cervix uteri every fourth dimension like he was sized just for my pussy. I groaned, my snatch squeezing about him. His dick throbbed in my twat while his mitt squeezed my tits. I whimpered, moaned, my hair dancing around my shoulders.

I slammed my bitch down his boneheaded cock. That big dick reached so deep into me. My pussy drank in the friction. I ground my pubic bone into his clit. He groaned, his hands squeezing my mamilla. His downhearted eyes stared up at me with such hunger.

"Mom !"he groaned.

That one word set me off. The taboo nature of it. The pervert delight of hearing my son moan it while my pussy had taken every column inch of his big and throbbing dick. I threw back my mind and howled out my pleasure.

"Kevin !"I screamed as I came.

My pussy spasmed around his big and throbbing cock. My cunt went wild. My flesh rippled and writhed around him. I bucked and shuddered on him, the wave of disco biscuit rushing through my body. Mighty tidal waves of bliss 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 cloud nine shot through me. It was incredible. I groaned, my brain drinking in the ecstasy.

"Shit, Mom !"he groaned.

"Cum in mummy 's slit !"I panted, my twat writhing around his big hawkshaw."Kevin, cum in Mommy 's risque cunt ! Give mummy your seed !"

"Yes !"he snarled.

His cum erupted into my pussy.

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

More walking on air drowned my mind. I gasped and moaned, my pussy 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 spunk. I groaned, loving every moment of his jizz flooding me. It was incredible. Amazing.

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

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

I worked out every end cliff of jizz he had. I drained my son 's nuts. I shuddered on him and leaned forward over him. His manus fell from my breast. I pressed my mammilla 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 mouthpiece. He groaned into the kiss, stroking my back, his tool going voiced in my cunt full of his jizz. I felt so marvelous right now. So complete.

I broke the osculation and purred,"Mmm, was n't that unspoilt than a moving 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 hard. mightiness even live another month. I did n't mind. My son was helping me pass it in fashion. He ate my kitty-cat three times a day, and I rewarded him with blowjobs, my pussy, and even my asshole.

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

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

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

The END of this Incestuous Tale of the Quarantine