Incestuous Tales of the Quarantine

Story Nine : momma Craves Her Hung Son

By mypenname3000

copyright 2020

Note : Thanks to WRC264 for beta interpretation this !

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

"Hey,"I said brightly as I opened the door. It was the middle of the day and I needed Kevin to 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 semen fired from his penis.

I watched the current of lily-white firing up into the air as he bucked, his nerve twisted in joy and scare. He dropped his telephone he held in his left hand on his thorax, the cum he fired raining down as he struggled to snap up a pillow to overlay himself.

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

My son had a peter. 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 masturbation, ineffectual to depend away from the muscular, young man as he groaned, his cock spurting a final blast just as he managed to cover himself with a pillow.

"Mom !"he gasped.

The shock struck me. The superfluity. Just as I started yanking shut his room access, I heard a charwoman moan from his earpiece,"nookie your step-mother intemperately, son !"

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

The vision of my son 's cumming putz was burned into my mind. His correctly arm flexing as he pumped away. His handsome face twisting with joy. I shuddered as I sucked in deep breathing spell, struggling to find control of my trembling body.

I pushed off the student residence and stumbled out into the living room, my brass blazing. It was n't like I was ignorant of Young men. I knew he masturbated. I had seen the little evidence for a few twelvemonth, 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 cheek. He was endowed. I could n't get his gumshoe out of my psyche. It had changed from a member to a prick forever for me. He was a man now. No longer my petty boy. I sank down on the sofa and squeezed my thighs shut and ...

I was wet.

I felt that itch in me. For the first metre in over a month, I felt horny. Ever since the 1st stories about the computer virus being in the States started permeating the news—the affright buying of provision, the unrestrained hunting to have got all the toilet paper I could find—had driven out any thoughts of passion. Not that I had much in my lifetime. I was a single mother. guy cable usually had a panic feeling when they realized I was a mother and then there would n't be another date.

I sucked in a breath, trying to banish this thought process. His stopcock and what that cleaning lady moaned. Step-mother porn ? Was that really a matter ? I was n't individual who watched any porn. 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 loose modification and found one of my hair clash I thought I lost. That went in the garbage. I was n't using it after it had spent all that prison term under the sofa.

I vacuumed.

As the political machine whirled away and rattled as it picked up the rubble, my thoughts drifted. My son 's spurting cock filled my mind. That thick cum firing up into the air and landing on his hefty venter 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 thought ? 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 days, making lesson program for my level shoal students and keeping up with their parents. When I was n't doing that, I was having on-line education sessions and Zoom meetings with my colleagues. I was still getting paid, which was prissy, but I hated not having a social life.

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

My son crept out of his room an hour later in jeans 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 magniloquent boy, surpassing me a few twelvemonth ago. He wore his Robert Brown hairsbreadth shaved close on the side and buzzed short 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 pretend I had n't caught him. I should tell him it was born, that I wo n't just barge in like that, that I even understood why he was watching porno. Though why step-mother porno ? He did n't make a step-mother. He did n't even know his father.

I did n't even have it off who his father was. I was an ... adventurous girl in college.

Having a son forced me to have responsibilities.

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

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

I sighed. Step-mom porn ...

I got out my sound and started googling this. I had to translate 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 female child with perfect torso but instead was watching older woman having sex with Whitney Young men.

Cougars. MILFs. Step-moms. Hot wives. It was a totally new globe 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 frumpish sweatshirt and sweat pants. well-off clothes to don around the theater. I bit my lip, this unusual affectionateness burgeoning in me.

I had trouble sleeping that night. I was horny. Aching. I busted out my vibrator. My son 's spurting stopcock filled my mind as I worked the buzzing beam of my toy in and out of my snatch. I arched my back and screamed out in climax in just a few minutes.

I collapsed into a daze. The succeeding morning, I woke up to a vibrator with dead stamp battery.

As I got ready for the day, a Sunday, I found myself pulling on my grizzly yoga bloomers. I drew on the stretchy stuff over my thighs and up my rump. I felt it clinging to my step-in. I drew on a tight tank car top over my large breasts clad in a frilly bra. I shuddered at how blotto the"daily"apparel fit around my body.

The form of gym wear I would don when I used to go to the gym to receive guy cable. To attend 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 stove making omelet. Quarantine did let me cook so much more for my son. prepare sure as shooting he was eating respectable food and not all that junk food. Was it my imaging, or did I palpate his eyes on my ass ?

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

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

"Morning, Kevin,"I said, turning to him and giving him a big, motherly smile. His eyes drifted down to my chest. To my knocker. This pleased warmth rippled through me and ended at my twat. That itch grew in me.

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

His centre were on me as I cooked. I had his undivided attention. It felt so right. Made me feel like a woman. I had been only a mom for over a month, scared by the spiritualist, nearly in a terror at times, but here, in quarantine, I was remembering other scene of my life sentence. My cunt clenched as the high temperature built and built in me.

My scanty 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 games. Watching videos on your phone."

He swallowed as I said that.

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

"What ?"he gasped, swallowing.

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

His brass burned.

"naught wrong with liking senior women,"I told him as I scooped the omelets onto the shell."Us MILFs need love, too."It was such a boldface thing to say, but I was feeling that saucy heat bubbling away in my cunt.

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

I brought the photographic plate to the table and sat down as I stared at his blushing face. He took his plate and cut it into one of his two omelet. I only had one. Spinach and Lycopersicon esculentum. I hummed away as I ate, so mindful of how my dummy jiggled in my stringent top. They were an ample pair that thrust out over the table and attracted his aid.

He stared at them with thirstiness. He licked his sassing, his eyes roaming all over my big chest. My nipples throbbed and my pussy grew hotter and hotter. His care 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 orangeness succus then bolted from the table.

"wealthy person homework to do !"he gasped.

"Liar,"I called after.

I heard his door jibe shut. I stood up and padded after. I pressed my ear to Kevin 's door and take heed his bed creak. There was no telecasting playing, but the rhythmic stroke of his hand on his pecker echoed. I loved the phone. He pumped with a vigorous stroke.

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

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

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

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

I found excuses to save my son out of his sleeping accommodation all day long. I kept needing affair from him. A jar of fix was too besotted, I needed him to relight the pilot brightness for the stove after I"accidentally"snuffed it out, and then I needed his persuasiveness 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 torso moving beneath his t-shirt. He grunted and dragged the right side of the couch out with ease. He got behind it, facing me, his biceps bulging, and shoved it forward.

I almost swooned with how gorgeous he was. Young men were so sexy. And my son was a hunky stud.

"There you go, Mom,"he said. Then he glanced down."Huh, not as grime as I thought."

"Oh, well, I do keep a clean-living house,"I said, hoping he would n't realize I had already vacuumed here yesterday. But he bought my excuse.

He stuck around as I vacuumed, standing behind me. I made sure to reach with it, bending over to push the vacuum cleaner farther, instead of walking with it. My pussycat clenched as I ran the car over the same spot of carpet.

It was so hot having his heart on me.

Then I got to gaze at his ass through his blue jean as he pushed the couch back into space. I bit my lip, my pussy on flak. This dangerous heat was edifice and edifice in me. I was like my old ego. That boy-mad trollop who had let the entire 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 boobs into his chest and kissed him on the cheek. I lingered with my lips a instant prospicient than a mother should while his strong implements of war slid slowly around me. His hands rested on the small 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 hotness was edifice and building as I listened to him stroking his turncock, playing out his own MILF scenarios, but I knew I stared in them. He was having ma 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 Passion of Christ. It was incredible. I felt so naughty. I wiggled my coxa, my puss blazing with such heat.

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

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

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

I was such a blue mother.

Unsurprising, he had to do his"homework"after dinner party. I let him go while I did the dishful. I had my plan for the night set in gesture. I asked him if he wanted to ascertain a movie 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 black haircloth fell down to my shoulders, my big boobs swaying. They were plump and punishing. I squeezed them, digging my fingers into my flesh while my pussy dripped. I could sense my tangy succus. I breathed them in.

What a wonderful scent.

I drew on a negligee over my naked body. A lilac-colored pleasure. The fabric clung to my breasts, hanging from them with no straps. I tugged them down until my mamilla were just about to pop out. The sleep of the nightie fell down to just below my thighs, the silk sheer when it touched my skin.

I did n't bother with the panties.

I came out as my son was scrolling through Netflix. He looked up at me and freeze out. 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 cheek red. He had changed into flannel pj's pants and a E. B. White wife beater that clung to his eubstance. Instantly, his hardon tented his bottoms.

"Uh ... Mom ?"

"Yes, Kevin ?"I asked."Have you chosen what you 'd care to watch ?"

"Well ... I ..."He stared at me, salivating. He swallowed. His dick throbbed in his pajama bottoms. His hands balled into fists. 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 ticket,"he gulped out."I 'm just ... I 'm tired."

He bolted to his understructure and faked a yawn."Yeah, I should go to bed."

Masturbating a one-quarter time to me ? Boy, he did own stamen. It was flattering and annoying. But then an idea popped into my mind. I stood up and threw my subdivision around him. I gave him a close hug, with only the thinnest stratum of clothes between us. My hard nipples throbbed. My pussy clenched.

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

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

His own mommy to admit tutelage of him in every way possible.

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

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

My pussy soaked my President George W. Bush with my excitement as I sauntered after him.

I reached his door, listening for that familiar narrow escape of the bed. He was stroking his turncock with ebullience. I licked my mouth, so ready to pounce on him. A cougar-mommy lusting to junket upon her sexy son. My kitty clenched, the heat energy bubbling through me.

He groaned.

I threw open the door.

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

"Mmm, you do n't have to do that,"I cooed, sauntering to him. My big breasts swayed beneath the framework, my nipples poking at it. He swallowed at the ken of me."I 'm here to take care of you. I did n't substantiate 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 nightgown. The cloth swing beneath me while feeling cool as it draped over my spine and ass. I moved between his pegleg. His chest rose and fell as I stared down at his cock.

"Mmm, you just wanted a naughty mommy to suck your tool, 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 jounce on his human face. It was so cute to witness.

"Mmm, I know,"I cooed."Your mommy understands what a young man needs."I grabbed his cock at the groundwork beneath his own hand. He was so warm up and hot."Now just let go and your mummy will take precaution of you."

"This ... I ..."He released his putz, his blue eye staring at me with a mix of blow and lust.

I smiled at him."Relax, relax. Your mummy knows how to suck your dick. Mmm, just be a skillful boy and enjoy."

I ducked my head down, my black hair's-breadth spilling around my burning cheek. Then I gobbled his prick. I sucked him into my mouth, my pussycat clenching. The heat rushed through my body. This was so gamey. I crossed the line into incest.

I nursed on his cock.

I suckled on my son 's big tool. The salty flavor 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 mouth up and down his turncock, determined to give him the honest blowjob he 'd ever experienced.

To show him why he only needed his mommy.

Just like I only needed Kevin. I did n't call for other men. I had been raising my man and had never noticed it. My strong, young man to delight me and bang me. My naughty pussycat 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 mo of Kevin sliding into my kitty-cat, his prospicient cock nudging into my cervix. His cum would displace into my womb. I could still have children.

My son 's babe. Maybe a daughter to love him when she was old enough who could suffer her own son to love her. On and on and on. A chain of incestuous beloved. My cunt melted beneath such depraved thoughts.

I sucked harder on my son 's cock.

"Oh, my god, Mom,"Kevin groaned. His top dog shifted on his pillow. His impregnable chest rose and fell, the muscles playing across his pecs. I stroked my impart hired hand over his rippling abs. God, he was such a lump."Oh, damn, Mom."

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

That youthful jizz.

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

I sucked on him with hunger. I loved the sounds he made. My provide helping hand scratched over his mesomorphic torso. My right pumped at the base of his dick. He had too much for me to take in my mouth. My pussy drooled for this glorious stopcock. I whimpered, moaning, bobbing my head. He shuddered, his dick throbbing in my mouth.

I loved this. Incest felt so right. Answered all our problems. Quarantine could stay on forever. I moaned around his gumshoe as I bobbed up and down. My back talk slid down his shaft and then I sucked back up him.

"Yes, fucking, 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 very much. I hungered to swallow his salty fountain of jizz. To gulp down all that wonderful punk in his mouth. I would drink it all down. My cunt clenched as my brass hollowed. I suckled with all my might.

"red cent, 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 glossa danced around his peter. My big boobs swayed as I worked my mouth up and down his spear. The fabric of my slenderize nightie rustled around me. The bedsprings creaked. His look twisted in passion. He groaned, through his clenched teeth.

"Mom !"

His cock pulsed in my stroking hand. Salty cum spurted into my rima oris. For the number 1 clock time ever, I tasted my son 's seed. My eyes closed as the thick and creamy delight spilled through my mouth. The flavor set all my taste buds alight. It was incredible. I shuddered, my coxa wiggling from right to left.

My cunt blazed with passion as I drank down my son 's cum. The heat swelled through me. I squeezed my heart shut as I swallowed onus after load of his cum. I swallowed so often of that yummy delicacy.

It was a delight to swig down. A treat. I was thrilled to get to enjoy it. I swallowed it all down with hunger. I gulped it all down, the pick flowing down my throat. My stomach rejoiced. I closed my centre, 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 dick and popped off with a wet plop."Mmm, was that all that you wanted ?"I grabbed the hem of my gown."Huh ? Having a sexy MILF suck your peter. 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 cock ?"

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

His center tracked it.

"Do you desire to see your mum 's pussy ?"I cooed."The jam that birthed you ?"

He sat up, licking his lips. He nodded.

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

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

"Those poor girls you date,"I said, shaking my head."Luckily, you have your mom to teach you how to please her. Then you wo n't have to frustrate the Pres Young ladies. You 'll have your mommy 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 gamey. I exposed my upper berth second joint and then paused powerful before exposing my George Walker Bush and slit.

He stared at me with hunger, trembling.

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

"Yes !"

I ripped up my nightie and flashed my pitch-black pubic hair dripping with my juices. My lemony scent 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 tits. I threw my gown to the trading floor, naked now.

His eye flicked up to my large and persuade breasts. His gaze arrested on them. I had hard, dark-red nipples that thrust from wide ring of color. He licked his sass at the vision of them. They were n't unreal titties. Those were all-natural F-cups. He groaned as he stared at them, drool running over his chin.

"You can pertain them,"I said, thrusting my bosom out at him."You used to when you were a baby."I circled both my areolas with my finger."You used to suckle from here."I touched my rightfield nipple."And here."I pinched my leftfield, my slit clenching.

He groaned and then he darted his head forward and latched onto my properly mammilla. I pinched the allow for nub as he suckled. I groaned, my pussy drunkenness in the tingles his oral cavity produced. This felt far, far prissy than when he 'd been a sister. This was sexual. Sensual. Wicked. Kinky.

Incestuous.

My son nursed from my pap with hunger. I ran my properly mitt 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 thirst, nursing, making me feel amazing.

He sucked with such thirst, my pussy clenching from the force out. I shuddered, my hips wiggling from face to side. He drew in my unanimous areola with his hunger. I threw back my head. My puss 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 to incline, my pussycat on ardour. My succus trickled out of my cunt 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 hard lips. His puritanical eyes stared up at me. I loved it. I groaned, my fingers digging into his hair. I licked my sassing, savoring this import. He suckled again, my pussy growing hotter.

"Yes, yes, you 're getting my cunt all nice and cook for your tongue,"I moaned."Mommy 's going to drown you in pussy 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 Mommy, are n't you ?"

He nodded.

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

I felt so affectionate right now. I pulled his head teacher from my breast, my teat popping out of his oral fissure. Then I kissed him. I planted my sass right on his. I thrust my tongue into his oral cavity. He groaned. I swirled around in him, kissing him unvoiced. He groaned, his clapper dancing with mine. It was exciting. Naughty. It made me tingle.

I loved it.

I swirled my tongue around in his sass. 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 look. I plunged my tongue to the hilt in him, reaching for the binding of his tonsils.

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

I needed to submerge my son in my passion.

I pushed him down to the bed, breaking the osculation. He panted as he did, his eyes extensive. 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 revel this,"I cooed as I crawled up his torso."You 're going to devour my pussy, are n't you ?"

"Yes, Mom,"he groaned.

"Mmm, my sexy son is going to worship that racy hole that brought him in the world."I smiled down at him as I settled my wooden leg around his head. I lowered my furred muff to his face, staring at his eyes between my swaying tits."You want to eat mummy '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 George W. Bush right on his backtalk. I shuddered as I did. I felt my Curl spilling over his lip than my labia kissed him. I groaned at the incestuous contact of my twat on his face. He moaned as he stared up at me.

"Now lick,"I moaned."Caress through my crimp. fluff me. banquet on me. express me how much you love the taste of my pussy, Kevin ! get it on your mommy 's cunt !"

He licked.

His lingua slid through my sheepfold. I gasped and shuddered from his puckish strokes. The pleasance rushed through my body. It was incredible to finger. To experience. My stallion body shuddered. I panted, my heart pounding in my chest. My son licked at my cunt.

He devoured me. His knife slid into my folding again and again. He caressed my labia and brushed my clitoris. It was unbelievable to feel. To enjoy. I threw back my mind, haircloth dancing. I panted, savoring my son 's caresses.

The pleasure rippled through me while his bluing 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 tongue licking at my snatch with bolder and bolder strokes.

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

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

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

He thrust his natural language into my snatch.

"Yes !"

I felt that thick tongue wiggling about in my bitch. I shuddered, my pussycat clenching as he stirred his glossa around in my snatch. He swirled it against my sensitive paries, the pleasure rippling through me. My clit rubbed on his upper lip, sparks flaring.

My boobs jiggled as I shuddered. I whimpered and moaned, the bed creaking as I rubbed my furred fumble into my son 's mouth. Just having his spit back inside of my slit was amazing. Every mother should have this joy with their son. It was amazing. Fantastic. It made me chill and shiver.

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

"Mom,"he groaned into my pussy.

"Just keep licking,"I panted, grinding on him."Just hold open sucking at my twat. Oh, yes, yes, you 're doing so good. You 're making your mother look amazing. That 's fantastic. Oh, yes, yes, you 're so scrumptious. Ram that spit into my twat. Ooh, yes, yes, make me cum."

He fucked his tongue in and out of my puss. My back arched. I shuddered, my knocker swaying from side to side. I shuddered, loving the look of his tongue dancing around in me. That wonderful process 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 pussycat cream. I would unleash a howling inundation of cream that would wee me explode. It was delightful. I savored this moment. I enjoyed my son lapping 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 nous threw back. The seventh heaven swelled through me. It was amazing. Just such a wondrous joy to relish. I bit my depress lip as he swirled through my puss. His tongue was perfect. I would have such a overnice orgasm.

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

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

His mitt grabbed my ass as he slid his knife 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 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 boob bounced before me.

He groped my ass. He kneaded my derriere as he dug his digit into my flesh. I savored it. Loved him groping me. It was incredible to delight. My headway tossed from English to side, black hair dancing. My puss clenched every time he sucked.

"Kevin !"I moaned.

He nursed. My bud burst with sparks.

"Yes !"

I came.

My first incestuous sexual climax surged through me. This wonderful pleasure raced through my dead body. I bucked and shuddered, savoring every moment of this delight. It was perfect. Fantastic. I whimpered through my exaltation. My head tossed back and forth. The pleasure burned through me. genius danced before my eyes.

My pussy pick gushed out of me as the flames blazed across my brain. Depraved rapture consumed my thoughts. I loved it. I bucked and shuddered, my tits heaving from the pleasure of this consequence. 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 wondrous. Drink my ointment !"

He drank down my cream. 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 year ? Two ? No more vibrators for me. I had my son.

My sexy, hunky, MILF-loving son.

"Oh, Kevin !"I panted as my orgasm reached a peak.

"Mmm, Mom,"he groaned, his finger digging into my plump rump.

I reached behind me and grabbed his rooster. I squeezed his tool 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 Mommy 's pussy sliding around your putz ?"I purred.

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

"Do you want to cum in mum ?"I shuddered on him while his dick throbbed in my hand."Do you want to pump all your source in Mommy 's bitch ?"

"Yes !"

I shuddered, my goofball on fire. This was what I needed. Craved. I slid down his body, moving my pelvic arch. He stared at me in awe, his mouth gleaming in my pussy pick. My boobs heaved as I aimed his cock at my approaching snatch. 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 dick. Slowly. I swallowed column inch after brilliant inch of my son 's big dick. I groaned out my pleasure, reveling in every moment of joy. Every last-place second of seventh heaven. This was incredible. Amazing. My face contorted in delight. A big smiling crossed my back talk as I took more and more of his dick.

"bullshit, Mom !"he gasped, his font twisting in pleasure.

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

"Fuck, yes !"

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

His hands shot up and grab my boobs. He squeezed my big tits with his strong fingers. My cunt clenched around his cinch. I undulated my coxa forward and back, grinding my clit into his pubic mound. delight rippled through me. It felt amazing. This rattling delight.

I squeezed my bitch and then skid my pussy up his cock. I groaned at the rattling delight of his big hawkshaw caressing all my juicy spot. It was incredible. Amazing. I groaned out my pleasure. I loved every mo of his cock caressing my pussy walls.

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

"I fucking do it it, too, Mom !"he groaned, fingers digging into my flesh.

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

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

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

My breast jiggled in his hand as I worked my agitate pussy up and down his cock. The friction of his girth massaged my kitty paries. 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 clitoris burst with sparks. The cloud nine showered through me. They splashed over my psyche, drenching my thoughts in such naughty delight.

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

"Mom !"

My orgasm swelled and swelled as I rode him. It grew so fast. His rooster felt so perfect in my cunt. He reached to my cervix uteri every time like he was sized just for my pussy. I groaned, my cunt squeezing about him. His dick throbbed in my twat while his hand squeezed my tits. I whimpered, moaned, my hair dancing around my shoulders.

I slammed my cunt down his heavyset cock. That big gumshoe reached so rich into me. My pussy drank in the friction. I ground my pubic ivory into his button. He groaned, his hands squeezing my tits. His aristocratical middle stared up at me with such hunger.

"Mom !"he groaned.

That one Christian Bible set me off. The taboo nature of it. The depraved delight of hearing my son moan it while my snatch had taken every in of his big and throbbing hawkshaw. I threw back my head and howled out my pleasure.

"Kevin !"I screamed as I came.

My pussycat spasmed around his big and throbbing cock. My puss went wild. My flesh rippled and writhed around him. I bucked and shuddered on him, the waves of ecstasy rushing through my body. Mighty tidal moving ridge of walking on air that drowned my mind.

I threw back my headspring and howled out my rapture. I bucked and shuddered on his cock, my pussy ripple and writhing. The spasming bliss dig through me. It was unbelievable. I groaned, my mind drinking in the ecstasy.

"Shit, Mom !"he groaned.

"Cum in mama 's cunt !"I panted, my goof writhing around his big putz."Kevin, cum in Mommy 's racy cunt ! Give mummy your semen !"

"Yes !"he snarled.

His cum erupted into my pussy.

I gasped as my kidnapping rippled and writhed around his dick. His hot cum pumped into me. jet after spurt of his jizz flooded my cunt. He squirted it right against my uterine cervix. His seminal fluid flooded into my womb. This charge flooded through me.

More cloud nine drowned my nous. 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 lip with his baby-making spunk. I groaned, loving every moment of his jizz flooding me. It was unbelievable. Amazing.

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

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

I worked out every last drop of jizz he had. I drained my son 's testis. I shuddered on him and leaned forward over him. His hands fell from my bosom. 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 spit around inside of his sassing. He groaned into the kiss, stroking my dorsum, his cock going soft in my cunt full of his jizz. I felt so wondrous right now. So complete.

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

"Beats anything on Netflix,"he groaned.

"I was n't talking Netflix,"I cooed and kissed my son again.

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I loved being a hot mom.

Two workweek later, Quarantine was going solid. Might even stopping point another calendar month. I did n't take care. My son was helping me pass it in style. He ate my pussy 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 wonderful two weeks, and I was eager for more. I was my son 's racy mum. I smiled when the pink line appeared. This time, I would know who the father of my child was.

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

"Kevin,"I called,"mama needs your assist !"

The END of this Incestuous Tale of the Quarantine