Incestuous Tales of the Quarantine

story Nine : Mommy Craves Her Hung Son

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2020

Note : Thanks to WRC264 for beta reading this !

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

"Hey,"I said brightly as I opened the room access. It was the centre of the day and I needed Kevin to help me out with a job."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 phallus.

I watched the stream of white firing up into the air as he bucked, his face twisted in pleasance and panic. He dropped his phone he held in his left hand on his bureau, the come he fired raining down as he struggled to take hold of a pillow to handle himself.

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

My son had a rooster. At XVIII, he had a big, throb, and mighty rooster that spurted Thomas More ... cum. My son was cumming. I was watching the end of his masturbation, unable to look away from the muscular, young man as he groaned, his dick spurting a final clap just as he managed to cover himself with a pillow.

"Mom !"he gasped.

The shock struck me. The superfluity. Just as I started yanking exclude his doorway, I heard a woman moan from his earpiece,"Fuck your step-mother firmly, son !"

I yanked the room access closed and stumbled back, my intact organic structure burning with plethora. I hit the rampart behind me, panting. My great bosom rose and fell in the fun bra I wore below my sweatshirt. I shuddered, rubbing sweaty medal on my purple sweatpants.

The stack of my son 's cumming cock was burned into my thinker. His veracious arm flexing as he pumped away. His handsome brass twisting with pleasure. I shuddered as I sucked in deep breather, struggling to regain command of my trembling body.

I pushed off the hall and stumbled out into the living elbow room, my buttock blazing. It was n't like I was ignorant of young men. I knew he masturbated. I had seen the trivial evidence for a few geezerhood, 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 human face. He was endowed. I could n't get his tool out of my mind. It had changed from a penis to a dick forever for me. He was a man now. No longer my little boy. I sank down on the couch and squeezed my second joint shut and ...

I was wet.

I felt that itch in me. For the maiden time in over a month, I felt horny. Ever since the first account about the virus being in the States started permeating the news—the panic buying of supplies, the delirious hunt to have all the bathroom composition I could find—had driven out any thoughts of Passion of Christ. Not that I had much in my living. I was a undivided mother. Guys usually had a terror look when they realized I was a mother and then there would n't be another date.

I sucked in a breath, trying to banish this thinking. His cock and what that woman moaned. Step-mother porn ? Was that really a thing ? I was n't somebody who watched any porn. I bit my lip, my 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 brain at all the trash that had accumulated beneath it. I picked up the loose change and found one of my hairsbreadth clash I thought I lost. That went in the garbage. I was n't using it after it had spent all that time under the couch.

I vacuumed.

As the political machine whirled away and rattled as it picked up the detritus, my intellection drifted. My son 's spurting cock filled my judgment. That compact cum firing up into the air and landing on his muscular breadbasket played over and over again. My son was fit. Strong. I licked my lips.

"No, no, turn back having thoughts about your son, cleaning lady,"I muttered to myself as the vacuity cleaner ran."That 's disgusting."

It was disgusting. Incest. Why would I have such perverted persuasion ? 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 appointment. I was working from home these twenty-four hours, making lesson plans for my grade schoolhouse students and keeping up with their parents. When I was n't doing that, I was having online training sessions and zoom meetings with my fellow worker. I was still getting paid, which was gracious, but I hated not having a societal life.

There were just my son and the check-out procedure person at the grocery store 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 marvellous boy, surpassing me a few age ago. He wore his Brown hair shaved close on the side and buzzed unforesightful 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 get it on what to say to him. It was like he wanted to affect I had n't caught him. I should tell 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 pornography ? He did n't let a step-mother. He did n't even cognize his father.

I did n't even do it who his don was. I was an ... adventurous young lady in college.

Having a son forced me to have responsibilities.

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

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

I sighed. Step-mom porn ...

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

Cougars. MILFs. Step-moms. Hot wives. It was a entirely new world of porn. The phrase"mother I 'd bang 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 sweatpants. well-off clothes to wear around the house. I bit my lip, this strange warmth burgeoning in me.

I had trouble sleeping that night. I was horny. Aching. I busted out my vibrator. My son 's spurting shaft filled my brain 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 daze. The next sunrise, I woke up to a vibrator with short batteries.

As I got ready for the day, a Billy Sunday, I found myself pulling on my gray yoga pants. I drew on the stretchable textile over my thigh and up my rump. I felt it clinging to my step-in. I drew on a tight armored combat vehicle top over my large breasts clad in a frilly bra. I shuddered at how pixilated 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 sum pounded in my thorax as I started making breakfast.

Kevin came in for breakfast as I was at the cooking stove making omelets. Quarantine did let me ready so much more for my son. ready indisputable he was eating respectable solid food and not all that junk food. Was it my imagination, or did I feel his eyes on my ass ?

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

"Hey, Mom,"he said, his middle 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 breasts. This proud of passion 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 heart were on me as I cooked. I had his single attention. It felt so good. Made me feel like a charwoman. I had been only a mom for over a month, scared by the medium, nearly in a panic at clock time, but here, in quarantine, I was remembering other expression of my life. My bitch clenched as the oestrus built and built in me.

My panties 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 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 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 experience that I had the power here. It made me experience even more womanly."I know what you get up to in there. Even before yesterday."

His cheeks burned.

"nothing wrong with liking older char,"I told him as I scooped the omelette onto the plate."Us MILFs need love, 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 gamy ma, but I could n't help myself.

I brought the plates to the table and sat down as I stared at his blushing face. He took his crustal plate and cut it into one of his two omelet. I only had one. spinach plant and tomato. I hummed away as I ate, so aware of how my pinhead jiggled in my tight top. They were an ample pair that thrust out over the tabular array and attracted his attention.

He stared at them with hunger. He licked his lips, his eyes roaming all over my big breasts. My teat throbbed and my pussy grew hotter and hotter. His attention was just something that I savored. I hummed as I ate.

He devoured his solid food the way only a young man could. The omelet vanished into his rima oris before I had even finished half of mine. He gulped his breakfast down with Orange River juice then bolted from the table.

"Have homework 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 a line his bed creak. There was no video playing, but the rhythmic stroke of his paw on his cock echoed. I loved the audio. He pumped with a vigorous stroke.

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

He groaned through his clenched dentition. My judgment burned with the memory of his cum firing up into the air. I smiled in delight, loving the speech sound 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 care all to myself.

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

I found excuses to keep my son out of his chamber all day long. I kept needing things from him. A jar of pickle was too mingy, I needed him to relight the pilot light for the stove after I"accidentally"snuffed it out, and then I needed his metier 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 body moving beneath his tee shirt. He grunted and dragged the right face of the lounge out with ease. He got behind it, facing me, his biceps bulging, and shoved it forward.

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

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

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

He stuck around as I vacuumed, standing behind me. I made sure to make with it, bending over to promote the void cleaner farther, instead of walking with it. My pussy clenched as I ran the machine over the same patch of carpet.

It was so hot having his optic on me.

Then I got to stare at his ass through his dungaree as he pushed the redact back into office. I bit my lip, my pussy on fire. This life-threatening heat was construction and edifice in me. I was like my old self. That boy-mad slut who had let the entire fraternity gangbang her. That had been a hot nighttime. All those unassailable, Danton True 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 dope into his chest and kissed him on the brass. I lingered with my lips a heartbeat longer than a female parent should while his hard weapons system slid slowly around me. His manus rested on the small-scale of my backbone. Would he be daring ?

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

Kevin lasted longer this time as he masturbated again. My own horniness was building and building as I listened to him stroking his tool, playing out his own MILF scenarios, but I knew I stared in them. He was having mom fantasies.

Incestuous fantasies.

And so was I.

I was consumed with them as I cooked dinner, stewing in my own upheaval. My scanty soaked up my juices, growing so drenched with my passion. It was incredible. I felt so gamey. I wiggled my hips, my cunt blazing with such heat.

This new lust in me gave me such an exciting and exhilarating explosion of energy. I shuddered, wiggling my hip back and Forth River as I soaked my pantie with my desire. I chopped veggie, breaded volaille, and tossed a salad. I was so sex as spicy ideas about tonight boiled through my mind.

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

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

I was such a naughty mother.

Unsurprising, he had to do his"homework"after dinner party. I let him go while I did the dish. I had my architectural plan for the night set in motion. I asked him if he wanted to watch 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 bleak hairsbreadth fell down to my shoulder joint, my big dumbbell swaying. They were plump and sound. I squeezed them, digging my fingerbreadth into my frame while my kitty dripped. I could smell my tangy juice. I breathed them in.

What a wonderful scent.

I drew on a negligee over my naked body. A lilac delight. The textile clung to my breasts, hanging from them with no straps. I tugged them down until my nipples were just about to pop out. The rest of the night-robe fell down to just below my second joint, the silk sheer when it touched my skin.

I did n't bother with the panties.

I came out as my son was scrolling through Netflix. He looked up at me and froze. He swallowed as he saw me in my nightgown. I smiled at him like this was n't anything weird 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 couch. Not sitting at the other 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 white pajama pants and a clean wife beater that clung to his physical structure. Instantly, his hardon tented his bottoms.

"Uh ... Mom ?"

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

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

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

"I 'm exquisitely,"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 bear stamina. It was flattering and annoying. But then an idea popped into my mind. I stood up and project my arms around him. I gave him a tight hug, with only the fragile layers of dress between us. My hard mamilla throbbed. My pussy clenched.

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

I ground against his hardon. I loved how Brobdingnagian he was. He might consume the biggest 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 apartment together. He was so sexy. So hot. Did n't he deserve to induce a hot MILF like me to take care of his accent ?

His own mommy to take aid of him in every way possible.

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

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

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

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

He groaned.

I threw give the door.

"Mom !"he gasped, struggling to thrust his cock back into his flannel freighter. 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 cause to do that,"I cooed, sauntering to him. My big white meat swayed beneath the material, my nipples poking at it. He swallowed at the mass of me."I 'm here to take forethought of you. I did n't actualise 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 boob dandling in the nightdress. The cloth swayed beneath me while feeling cool as it draped over my back and ass. I moved between his stage. His chest of drawers rose and fell as I stared down at his cock.

"Mmm, you just wanted a gamey mom to suck 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 mommy understands what a young man needs."I grabbed his cock at the stand beneath his own mitt. He was so warmly and hot."Now just let go and your mommy will choose maintenance of you."

"This ... I ..."He released his cock, his disconsolate oculus staring at me with a mix of jounce and luxuria.

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

I ducked my head down, my black tomentum spilling around my electrocution brass. Then I gobbled his turncock. I sucked him into my sassing, my kitty-cat clenching. The heat rushed through my body. This was so juicy. I crossed the line into incest.

I nursed on his cock.

I suckled on my son 's big prick. 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 lips up and down his cock, determined to make him the best blowjob he 'd ever experienced.

To show him why he only needed his mommy.

Just like I only needed Kevin. I did n't need other men. I had been raising my man and had never noticed it. My strong, Whitney Moore Young Jr. man to delight me and love me. My racy pussy clenched again, eager to feel my son sliding back into me.

I knew it would be amazing. Magical. I bobbed my head, my blacken haircloth shifting, as I anticipated that howling moment of Kevin sliding into my pussy, his foresightful rooster nudging into my cervix. His cum would enkindle into my womb. I could still give children.

My son 's babe. Maybe a girl to have sex him when she was old enough who could hold her own son to eff her. On and on and on. A chain of incestuous honey. My twat melted beneath such depraved thoughts.

I sucked harder on my son 's cock.

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

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

That vernal jizz.

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

I sucked on him with hungriness. I loved the auditory sensation he made. My left hired hand scratched over his muscular torso. My right pumped at the groundwork of his prick. He had too much for me to take in my mouth. My pussy drooled for this magnificent rooster. I whimpered, moaning, bobbing my principal. He shuddered, his dick pounding in my mouth.

I loved this. Incest felt so rightfulness. Answered all our trouble. Quarantine could continue forever. I moaned around his peter as I bobbed up and down. My lips slid down his light beam and then I sucked back up him.

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

I wanted that so lots. I hungered to swallow his salty outflow of jizz. To gulp down all that terrific spunk in his sass. I would fuddle it all down. My pussy clenched as my boldness hollowed. I suckled with all my might.

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

I winked at him.

My natural language danced around his putz. My big dumbbell swayed as I worked my mouth up and down his light beam. The textile of my thin nightie rustled around me. The bedsprings creaked. His face twisted in love. He groaned, through his clenched teeth.

"Mom !"

His cock pulsed in my stroking hand. Salty cum spurted into my rima oris. For the first time ever, I tasted my son 's seed. My centre closed as the thick and creamy delight spilled through my lip. The smell 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 eyes shut as I swallowed burden after payload of his cum. I swallowed so a great deal of that delicious treat.

It was a delectation to swig down. A treat. I was thrilled to get to revel 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 nightie."Huh ? Having a sexy MILF suck your cock. A hot mom loving your dick."

"Yes,"he panted."I just ca n't consider ... You 're my mom. Where did you get word to suck in a rooster ?"

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

His eye tracked it.

"Do you need to see your mama 's snatch ?"I cooed."The golf hole that birthed you ?"

He sat up, licking his lips. He nodded.

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

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

"Those poor girls you 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 crucify the Thomas Young lady. You 'll have your mommy to love."

He groaned.

"Mmm, yes, you 're going to learn how to please me, are n't you ?"I purred. I pulled up the hem higher. I exposed my speed thigh and then paused right hand before exposing my George Herbert Walker Bush and twat.

He stared at me with thirst, trembling.

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

"Yes !"

I ripped up my nightgown and flashed my fatal Vannevar Bush dripping with my juice. My sourish odor rose in the air. I breathed it in as I kept pulling up the night-robe. Kevin stared at my pussy while I unveiled my big titmouse. I threw my nightie to the floor, naked now.

His eyes flicked up to my orotund and swaying breasts. His gaze arrested on them. I had gruelling, dark-red nipples that thrust from encompassing ring of color. He licked his brim at the sight of them. They were n't artificial tit. Those were all-natural F-cups. He groaned as he stared at them, drool running over his chin.

"You can concern them,"I said, thrusting my breast out at him."You used to when you were a baby."I circled both my areolas with my fingerbreadth."You used to lactate from here."I touched my right nipple."And here."I pinched my left, my snatch clenching.

He groaned and then he darted his top dog forward and latched onto my right nipple. I pinched the left nub as he suckled. I groaned, my pussy drinking in the tingles his back talk produced. This felt far, far courteous than when he 'd been a baby. This was sexual. Sensual. Wicked. Kinky.

Incestuous.

My son nursed from my nipple with thirst. I ran my right hand through his John Brown hair. I smiled down at him, feeling so close to my son as he loved my nub. He suckled from me with hunger, breast feeding, making me feel amaze.

He sucked with such hunger, my snatch clenching from the force. I shuddered, my hip wiggling from position to side. He drew in my whole areola with his hunger. I threw back my question. My cunt clenched, the estrus rushing through me.

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

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

He nibbled on my nub with his strong lips. His puritanical eyes stared up at me. I loved it. I groaned, my fingers digging into his hair's-breadth. I licked my lips, savoring this here and now. He suckled again, my pussy growing hotter.

"Yes, yes, you 're getting my cunt all squeamish and ready for your natural language,"I moaned."mama 's going to drown you in pussy pick. How does that fathom ?"

He groaned.

"That 's what I thought,"I cooed."Mmm, yes, yes, you 're going to just cum hard for mama, 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 infant nursing from me. I shivered in joy.

I felt so affectionate right hand now. I pulled his head word from my knocker, my nipple popping out of his mouth. 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 tough. He groaned, his knife dancing with mine. It was exciting. Naughty. It made me tingle.

I loved it.

I swirled my natural language around in his backtalk. I kissed him with all the hunger I possessed. All the taboo and depraved lecherousness that brimmed inside of me. I loved the taste of him. The feel. I plunged my spit to the hilt in him, reaching for the book binding of his tonsils.

He groaned as I kissed him with thirst. My twat was on flame. I had to have him eat me out. I placed my hands on his shoulders, kissing him strong. With such Passion. My fingernails bit into his berm. I had to cum. I had been simmering all day.

I needed to overwhelm my son in my passion.

I pushed him down to the bed, breaking the kiss. He panted as he did, his eyes wide-eyed. He stretched out on the bed. His breast 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 savour this,"I cooed as I crawled up his physical structure."You 're going to devour my pussy, are n't you ?"

"Yes, Mom,"he groaned.

"Mmm, my aphrodisiac son is going to idolize that naughty pickle that brought him in the world."I smiled down at him as I settled my legs around his head. I lowered my furry muff to his look, staring at his eye between my swaying tits."You want to eat Mommy 's kitty-cat, do n't you ? That 's why you watch all that MILF porn. All those juicy step-moms. You want the veridical thing."

"Yes !"he gasped.

I settled my black bush right on his mouth. I shuddered as I did. I felt my curls spilling over his back talk than my labia kissed him. I groaned at the incestuous contact of my goofball on his look. He moaned as he stared up at me.

"Now lick,"I moaned."Caress through my folds. bait me. Feast on me. evince me how much you love the taste of my kitty, Kevin ! know your mommy 's cunt !"

He licked.

His clapper slid through my crimp. I gasped and shuddered from his mischievous strokes. The pleasure rushed through my eubstance. It was incredible to feel. To experience. My entire body shuddered. I panted, my heart pounding in my pectus. My son licked at my cunt.

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

The pleasure rippled through me while his blue eye stared up at my swaying teat. I smiled down at him between my jiggling breasts. The joy rippled through me, stirred up by his knife licking at my snatch with bolder and bolder strokes.

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

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

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

He thrust his tongue into my pussycat.

"Yes !"

I felt that thick clapper wiggling about in my bitch. I shuddered, my pussy clenching as he stirred his tongue around in my puss. He swirled it against my raw walls, the delight rippling through me. My clit rubbed on his pep pill lip, sparks flaring.

My booby 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 tongue back inside of my snatch was amazing. Every mother should get this joy with their son. It was amazing. Fantastic. It made me tingle and shiver.

"Oh, my god, that 's large. 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 prevent licking,"I panted, grinding on him."Just keep suck at my pussy. Oh, yes, yes, you 're doing so respectable. You 're making your mother flavour amazing. That 's wonderful. Oh, yes, yes, you 're so delicious. Ram that tongue into my twat. Ooh, yes, yes, make me cum."

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

finisher and airless to drowning my son in my pussy cream. I would unleash a terrific flood of emollient that would make me detonate. It was delightful. I savored this bit. I enjoyed my son lapping at me with thirst. He licked me out with such febrile need. It was amazing. I loved every second of it. I savored the Delicious pleasure he gave me.

My head threw back. The blissfulness swelled through me. It was amazing. Just such a rattling delectation to revel. I bit my lower lip as he swirled through my snatch. His tongue was perfect. I would have such a nice orgasm.

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

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

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

"Yes, yes, that 's my clitoris !"I moaned."suction on mummy 's clit. Make mammy 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 delight swelled through me. My boobs bounced before me.

He groped my ass. He kneaded my rump as he dug his fingers into my flesh. I savored it. Loved him groping me. It was incredible to relish. My headspring tossed from side to side, Black person pilus dancing. My puss clenched every time he sucked.

"Kevin !"I moaned.

He nursed. My bud explosion with sparks.

"Yes !"

I came.

My first incestuous coming surged through me. This wondrous delight raced through my torso. I bucked and shuddered, savoring every moment of this delectation. It was staring. Fantastic. I whimpered through my rapture. My nous tossed back and forth. The pleasure burned through me. Stars danced before my eyes.

My kitty ointment gushed out of me as the flame blazed across my judgment. Depraved rapture consumed my thoughts. I loved it. I bucked and shuddered, my mamilla heaving from the pleasure of this moment. It was intense. Delicious. Amazing. It was almost everything I craved from my son.

I just wanted one to a greater extent thing.

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

He drank down my ointment. He licked at me, moaning. His shot sent new pleasure blazing through me. It felt so unbelievable. How long had it been since I had a man ? A yr ? 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 summit.

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

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

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

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

"Do you want to cum in ma ?"I shuddered on him while his pecker throbbed in my hand."Do you want to pump all your ejaculate in Mommy 's slit ?"

"Yes !"

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

His middle widened in awe as I straightened upright, my boobs jiggling. Then I sank my cunt down his dick. Slowly. I swallowed inch after glorious inch of my son 's big dick. I groaned out my pleasure, reveling in every moment of delight. Every endure second base of walking on air. This was incredible. Amazing. My aspect contorted in delight. A big grin crossed my lips as I took Sir Thomas More and more than of his dick.

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

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

"shag, yes !"

"Ooh, Mommy 's big, stiff son needs a substantial woman."

His hands shot up and grabbed my boobs. He squeezed my big mammilla with his strong finger. My bitch clenched around his girth. I undulated my hips forward and back, grinding my clit into his pubic hummock. Pleasure rippled through me. It felt amazing. This wonderful delight.

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

"Oh, yes, yes, mom loves having your big gumshoe in her pussy !"

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

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

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

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

My mammilla jiggled in his hand as I worked my excited twat up and down his cock. The friction of his girth massaged my pussy paries. My cunt clenched about him, making us both groan. 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 salvo with arc. The bliss showered through me. They splashed over my brain, drenching my intellection in such juicy delight.

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

"Mom !"

My climax swelled and swelled as I rode him. It grew so fast. His cock felt so double-dyed in my pussycat. He reached to my neck every time like he was sized just for my pussy. I groaned, my cunt squeezing about him. His shaft throbbed in my twat while his hand squeezed my tits. I whimpered, moaned, my haircloth dancing around my shoulders.

I slammed my bitch down his thick pecker. That big dick reached so oceanic abyss into me. My slit drank in the friction. I ground my pubic bone into his clit. He groaned, his custody squeezing my tits. His bluing eyes stared up at me with such hunger.

"Mom !"he groaned.

That one Word set me off. The forbidden nature of it. The depraved joy of hearing my son moan it while my pussycat had taken every inch of his big and throbbing shaft. I threw back my fountainhead and howled out my pleasure.

"Kevin !"I screamed as I came.

My pussycat spasmed around his big and throbbing dick. My bitch went wild. My physique rippled and writhed around him. I bucked and shuddered on him, the moving ridge of ecstasy rushing through my body. Mighty tidal waves of bliss that drowned my mind.

I threw back my caput and howled out my exaltation. I bucked and shuddered on his cock, my pussy rippling and writhing. The spasming walking on air barb through me. It was incredible. I groaned, my mind imbibing in the ecstasy.

"mother fucker, Mom !"he groaned.

"Cum in mama 's twat !"I panted, my twat writhing around his big prick."Kevin, cum in Mommy 's spicy puss ! present Mommy your seed !"

"Yes !"he snarled.

His cum erupted into my pussy.

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

More blissfulness drowned my mind. I gasped and moaned, my pussy massaging his spurting dick. He pumped me full moon 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 unbelievable. Amazing.

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

"Oh, god, Mom !"he groaned, his bridge player kneading my breast as my pussy wrung his tool dry.

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

I tasted tangy and delicious.

I kissed my son with hungriness. I loved him, dancing my tongue around inside of his lip. He groaned into the kiss, stroking my book binding, his pecker going diffuse in my slit full moon of his jizz. I felt so howling right now. So complete.

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

"round 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 week later, Quarantine was going strong. Might even lowest another month. I did n't mind. My son was helping me pass it in elan. He ate my pussy three clock time a day, and I rewarded him with blowjobs, my cunt, and even my motherfucker.

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 naughty mommy. I smiled when the pink bloodline appeared. This metre, I would know who the father of my tyke was.

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

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

The END of this Incestuous Tale of the Quarantine