Incestuous Tales of the Quarantine

Story Nine : Mommy Craves Her Hung Son

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2020

tone : Thanks to WRC264 for beta reading this !

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

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

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

His ejaculate fired from his phallus.

I watched the stream of white firing up into the air as he bucked, his face twisted in pleasure and terror. He dropped his earphone he held in his left deal on his chest, the seeded player he fired raining down as he struggled to grab a pillow to cover himself.

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

My son had a cock. At eighteen, he had a big, throbbing, and mighty stopcock that spurted to a greater extent ... cum. My son was cumming. I was watching the end of his masturbation, ineffective to look away from the muscular, Cy Young man as he groaned, his dick spurting a final blast just as he managed to cover himself with a pillow.

"Mom !"he gasped.

The jounce struck me. The overplus. Just as I started yanking close his door, I heard a woman moan from his phone,"Fuck your step-mother punishing, son !"

I yanked the threshold closed and stumbled back, my full soundbox burning with plethora. I hit the paries behind me, panting. My large chest rose and fell in the sports bra I wore below my sweatshirt. I shuddered, rubbing sweaty palms on my empurple sweatpants.

The raft of my son 's cumming tool was burned into my mind. His right arm flexing as he pumped away. His handsome facial expression twisting with joy. I shuddered as I sucked in mystifying breathing time, struggling to regain control of my trembling body.

I pushed off the hall and stumbled out into the life room, my face blazing. It was n't like I was ignorant of Brigham Young men. I knew he masturbated. I had seen the little grounds for a few yr, but to take the air in on him while he was doing it—in the eye 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 putz out of my judgment. It had changed from a penis 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 thighs shut and ...

I was wet.

I felt that itch in me. For the starting time time in over a calendar month, I felt horny. Ever since the foremost write up about the virus being in the province started permeating the news—the terror buying of supplies, the excited lookup to let all the toilet paper I could find—had driven out any thoughts of mania. Not that I had much in my life. I was a one mother. guy wire usually had a panic looking when they realized I was a female parent and then there would n't be another date.

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

After maybe ten minute of squirming, I forced myself to get about what I was up to. I moved the redact out from the paries by myself, shaking my head at all the trash that had accumulated beneath it. I picked up the sluttish change and found one of my hair brush I thought I lost. That went in the scraps. I was n't using it after it had spent all that time under the lounge.

I vacuumed.

As the simple machine whirled away and rattled as it picked up the dust, my thoughts drifted. My son 's spurting cock filled my mind. That heavyset 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 persuasion about your son, cleaning lady,"I muttered to myself as the vacuum cleaner ran."That 's disgusting."

It was disgusting. Incest. Why would I have such perverted thoughts ? Was it because I had n't been on a date in over a month ?. And now with the quarantine, I could n't go on a date. I was working from place these years, making lesson plans for my class school scholar and keeping up with their parents. When I was n't doing that, I was having online training sessions and rapid growth meeting 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 person at the foodstuff store who stood behind the plexiglass sternutation guard.

My son crept out of his room an hr later in blue jean and a T-shirt. He looked mortified, staring away from me when he came out to the kitchen to get a drink. He was a tall boy, surpassing me a few days ago. He wore his brown hair shaved close on the side of meat and buzzed dead 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 natural, that I wo n't just barge in like that, that I even understood why he was watching porno. Though why step-mother pornography ? He did n't receive a step-mother. He did n't even know his father.

I did n't even know who his Church Father was. I was an ... adventuresome lady friend 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 bury about it,"he said, squirming. He grabbed a bottle of sports drink and fled back to his room.

I sighed. Step-mom porno ...

I got out my phone 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 dip. My son could be looking at twenty-year-old girls with staring trunk but instead was watching older women having sex with unseasoned men.

Cougars. MILFs. Step-moms. Hot wives. It was a unscathed new world of porn. The idiom"Mothers I 'd Love to nookie"stayed with me because it realized that I was a MILF. I was a mother. I stared down at my frumpy sweatshirt and sweatpants. Comfortable clothes to wear around the theater. I bit my lip, this strange warmth burgeoning in me.

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

I collapsed into a haze. The next morning, I woke up to a vibrator with bushed stamp battery.

As I got ready for the day, a Sunday, I found myself pulling on my gray yoga gasp. I drew on the stretchable material over my thighs and up my rump. I felt it clinging to my step-in. I drew on a pissed storage tank top over my with child breasts clad in a frilly bra. I shuddered at how loaded the"effortless"dress fit around my body.

The sort of gym wear I would don when I used to go to the gym to encounter guy cable. To await 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 omelets. Quarantine did let me cook so much more for my son. Make indisputable he was eating healthy solid food and not all that junk food. Was it my imagery, or did I find his eye on my ass ?

I could n't help oneself but bending over as I flipped the ham and cheese omelets over. My breasts rose and fell in my armoured combat vehicle top, this excitation coursing through me. He sat down in a piazza 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 grin. His eyes drifted down to my chest. To my breasts. This proud of fondness rippled through me and ended at my pussy. That scabies 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 undivided attention. It felt so good. Made me experience like a charwoman. I had been only a mom for over a month, scared by the media, nearly in a scare at metre, but here, in quarantine, I was remembering early prospect of my life. My cunt clenched as the warmth 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 biz. Watching video on your phone."

He swallowed as I said that.

I smiled at him."On YouTube, of course. What did you conceive I meant ? That you 'd be watching movies of MILFs."

"What ?"he gasped, swallowing.

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

His cheeks burned.

"cipher incorrect with liking older adult female,"I told him as I scooped the omelets onto the plate."Us MILFs need know, too."It was such a bold matter to say, but I was feeling that saucy heat bubbling away in my cunt.

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

I brought the home base to the table and sat down as I stared at his blushing font. He took his shell and cut it into one of his two omelette. I only had one. spinach plant and tomato. I hummed away as I ate, so aware of how my pinhead jiggled in my compressed top. They were an ample couple that thrust out over the board and attracted his care.

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

He devoured his food the way only a young man could. The omelets 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.

"Have homework to do !"he gasped.

"prevaricator,"I called after.

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

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

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

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

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

I found alibi to keep my son out of his bedroom all day long. I kept needing thing from him. A jar of pickles was too taut, I needed him to relight the pilot program light for the stove after I"accidentally"snuffed it out, and then I needed his strong point to act 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 right side of the sofa out with ease. He got behind it, facing me, his biceps bulging, and shoved it forward.

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

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

"Oh, well, I do keep a sporting sign,"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 certainly to reach with it, bending over to tug the emptiness cleaner farther, instead of walking with it. My snatch 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 gaze at his ass through his dungaree as he pushed the cast back into place. I bit my lip, my pussy on fire. This dangerous oestrus was building 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 strong, new 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 sass a heartbeat prospicient than a mother should while his strong arms slid slowly around me. His hands rested on the small of my rachis. Would he be daring ?

"Well, I, uh, have to go do prep,"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 cock, playing out his own MILF scenarios, but I knew I stared in them. He was having mommy fantasies.

Incestuous fantasies.

And so was I.

I was consumed with them as I cooked dinner, stewing in my own excitement. My panties soaked up my succus, growing so drenched with my passion. It was incredible. I felt so racy. I wiggled my hip joint, my cunt blazing with such heat.

This new lust in me gave me such an exciting and exhilarating salvo of energy. I shuddered, wiggling my pelvic arch back and Forth as I soaked my panties with my desire. I chopped vegetables, breaded chicken, and tossed a salad. I was so excited 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 phone were very well, but he had the real matter live in his apartment. Not a step-mom but a really one. I smiled at him all through dinner, glad I did n't have to battle with his phone for attention.

Having a man exhibitioner me with his gaze was amazing, but when he was my sexy son ...

I was such a naughty mother.

Unsurprising, he had to do his"prep"after dinner party. I let him go while I did the sweetheart. I had my programme for the dark set in movement. I asked him if he wanted to watch a pic when I finished with the knockout. 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 whisker fell down to my berm, my big booby swaying. They were plump and leaden. I squeezed them, digging my finger's breadth into my form while my puss dripped. I could smell my tangy succus. I breathed them in.

What a wonderful scent.

I drew on a negligee over my naked body. A lilac delight. The fabric clung to my breasts, hanging from them with no straps. I tugged them down until my nipples were just about to pop out. The eternal rest of the night-robe 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 block. He swallowed as he saw me in my nightie. I smiled at him like this was n't anything uncanny and flounced out to the lounge, my big bosom threatening to pop out.

He swallowed and croaked something as I plopped down beside him on the couch. Not sitting at the early end where I usually would be, but right there adjacent to him. He stared at my jiggling tit, his cheeks red. He had changed into tweed pajama pants and a white wife beater that clung to his consistence. Instantly, his hardon tented his bottoms.

"Uh ... Mom ?"

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

"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 titmouse then away. He squirmed on the couch.

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

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

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

Masturbating a fourth clip to me ? Boy, he did feature stamina. It was flattering and annoying. But then an thought popped into my mind. I stood up and throw my implements of war around him. I gave him a tight hug, with only the thinnest layers 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 have 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 merit to have a hot MILF like me to train upkeep of his stress ?

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

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

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

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

I reached his threshold, listening for that companion narrow escape of the bed. He was stroking his hammer with enthusiasm. I licked my lip, so ready to swoop on him. A cougar-mommy lusting to feast upon her sexy son. My pussy clenched, the heat bubbling through me.

He groaned.

I threw open the door.

"Mom !"he gasped, struggling to shove his cock back into his flannel bottoms. But that big schlong was n't cooperating. His nude 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 knocker swayed beneath the fabric, my teat poking at it. He swallowed at the sight of me."I 'm here to guide upkeep of you. I did n't realize that you liked MILFs. If you wanted a MILF, I was just down the hall."

"M-Mom ?"he croaked.

I reached his bed and crawled onto it, my mammilla dandling in the nightie. The cloth swing beneath me while feeling cool as it draped over my back and ass. I moved between his branch. His chest rose and fell as I stared down at his cock.

"Mmm, you just wanted a naughty mum to suck your prick, 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 electrical shock on his face. It was so cute to witness.

"Mmm, I know,"I cooed."Your mommy understands what a young man needs."I grabbed his tool at the stem beneath his own manus. He was so warm and hot."Now just let go and your ma will use up care of you."

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

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

I ducked my head down, my black tomentum spilling around my burning cheek. Then I gobbled his turncock. I sucked him into my back talk, my pussy clenching. The heat rushed through my eubstance. This was so juicy. I crossed the line into incest.

I nursed on his cock.

I suckled on my son 's big gumshoe. The salty savour of his precum flowed across my taste buds. It was a delectation that I savored. My boobs swayed as I blew him. I slid my lip up and down his cock, determined to give him the Charles Herbert Best blowjob he 'd ever experienced.

To prove 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 stiff, Danton True Young man to please me and make out me. My naughty pussy clenched again, bore to palpate my son sliding back into me.

I knew it would be amazing. Magical. I bobbed my heading, my black hair shifting, as I anticipated that wonderful moment of Kevin sliding into my cunt, his long cock nudging into my cervix. His cum would fire 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 hold her own son to love her. On and on and on. A chain of incestuous love. My pussy melted beneath such depraved thoughts.

I sucked harder on my son 's cock.

"Oh, my god, Mom,"Kevin groaned. His fountainhead shifted on his pillow. His strong chest rose and fell, the muscles playing across his pecs. I stroked my left hand over his rippling abs. God, he was such a lump."Oh, tinker's dam, 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 bask. I gave my son all the joy I could. I sucked on him. Slurped on him. I worshiped him with cacoethes. Hunger. 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 leave behind script scratched over his muscular body. My right pumped at the pedestal of his cock. He had too much for me to take aim in my sass. My pussy drooled for this magnificent putz. I whimpered, moaning, bobbing my headspring. He shuddered, his dick throb in my mouth.

I loved this. Incest felt so decent. Answered all our problem. Quarantine could remain forever. I moaned around his hawkshaw as I bobbed up and down. My sass slid down his diaphysis and then I sucked back up him.

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

I wanted that so much. I hungered to eat up his salty fountain of jizz. To gulp down all that rattling spunk in his mouth. I would tope it all down. My pussy clenched as my boldness hollowed. I suckled with all my might.

"darn, Mom !"he groaned."It 's like you ... you ... You want me to cum in your oral cavity. 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 oral cavity up and down his putz. The textile of my lose weight nightie rustled around me. The bedsprings creaked. His face twisted in warmth. He groaned, through his clinch teeth.

"Mom !"

His pecker pulsed in my stroking hand. Salty cum spurted into my mouth. For the kickoff time ever, I tasted my son 's seed. My eyes closed as the midst and creamy delight spilled through my rima oris. The flavor set all my taste buds alight. It was incredible. I shuddered, my hip joint wiggling from rightfulness to left.

My puss blazed with passion as I drank down my son 's cum. The heating plant swelled through me. I squeezed my center shut as I swallowed payload after burden of his cum. I swallowed so much of that delicious treat.

It was a joy to quaff down. A kickshaw. I was thrilled to get to enjoy it. I swallowed it all down with hunger. I gulped it all down, the emollient flowing down my throat. My stomach rejoiced. I closed my eye, savoring every import 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 believe ... You 're my mom. Where did you teach to suck a hammer ?"

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

His centre tracked it.

"Do you want to see your momma 's pussy ?"I cooed."The hole that birthed you ?"

He sat up, licking his rim. 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 pitiful 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 accept to frustrate the young ma'am. You 'll take in your mammy 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 gamey. I exposed my pep pill thigh and then paused right-hand before exposing my bush and twat.

He stared at me with hungriness, trembling.

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

"Yes !"

I ripped up my nightie and flashed my Shirley Temple Black crotch hair dripping with my juices. My lemony scent rose in the air. I breathed it in as I kept pulling up the night-robe. Kevin stared at my pussycat while I unveiled my big titty. I threw my nightgown to the flooring, naked now.

His eyes flicked up to my large and swaying tit. His gaze arrested on them. I had hard, dark-red mamilla that thrust from wide areola. He licked his rim at the heap of them. They were n't artificial bosom. Those were all-natural F-cups. He groaned as he stared at them, drool running over his chin.

"You can touch them,"I said, thrusting my tits out at him."You used to when you were a baby."I circled both my areola with my finger's breadth."You used to suckle from here."I touched my proper nipple."And here."I pinched my left, my pussy clenching.

He groaned and then he darted his head forward and latched onto my right nipple. I pinched the left nub as he suckled. I groaned, my twat drinking in the tingling his rima oris produced. This felt far, far nicer than when he 'd been a child. This was sexual. Sensual. Wicked. Kinky.

Incestuous.

My son nursed from my pap with hunger. I ran my right hand through his dark-brown fuzz. I smiled down at him, feeling so close to my son as he loved my nub. He suckled from me with hunger, nursing, making me experience astonishing.

He sucked with such hungriness, my pussy clenching from the force. I shuddered, my pelvic girdle wiggling from face to side. He drew in my unscathed ring of color with his hunger. I threw back my promontory. My kitty clenched, the passion rushing through me.

It was amazing to experience. Just a delectation. I bit my lip, loving this severe passion that flowed through me. My hips wiggled from position to incline, my kitty on fervor. My juices trickled out of my goofball 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 lip. His blue eyes stared up at me. I loved it. I groaned, my digit digging into his pilus. I licked my rim, savoring this moment. He suckled again, my puss growing hotter.

"Yes, yes, you 're getting my cunt all dainty and set up for your tongue,"I moaned."ma 's going to drown you in pussy ointment. 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 sword lily 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 from my boob, my teat popping out of his mouthpiece. Then I kissed him. I planted my mouth right on his. I thrust my clapper 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 mouth. I kissed him with all the hunger I possessed. All the tabu 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 back of his tonsils.

He groaned as I kissed him with hunger. My pussy was on attack. I had to get him eat me out. I placed my hands on his shoulders, kissing him punishing. With such heat. My fingernails bit into his shoulders. I had to cum. I had been simmering all day.

I needed to drown my son in my passion.

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

"Mmm, I 'm going to enjoy this,"I cooed as I crawled up his body."You 're going to devour my snatch, are n't you ?"

"Yes, Mom,"he groaned.

"Mmm, my aphrodisiac son is going to worship that gamy hole that brought him in the world."I smiled down at him as I settled my legs around his head. I lowered my furred fumble to his face, staring at his centre between my swaying boob."You want to eat Mommy 's pussy, do n't you ? That 's why you watch all that MILF pornography. All those naughty step-moms. You want the real thing."

"Yes !"he gasped.

I settled my melanise chaparral right on his mouth. I shuddered as I did. I felt my curls spilling over his lips than my labia kissed him. I groaned at the incestuous inter-group communication of my goose on his look. He moaned as he stared up at me.

"Now lick,"I moaned."Caress through my crimp. Tease me. feast on me. usher me how often you love the taste of my pussy, Kevin ! have a go at it your mommy 's pussy !"

He licked.

His tongue slid through my folds. I gasped and shuddered from his wicked cam stroke. The pleasure rushed through my body. It was unbelievable to finger. 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 folds again and again. He caressed my labia and brushed my clit. It was incredible to feel. To love. I threw back my principal, hairsbreadth dancing. I panted, savoring my son 's caresses.

The pleasure rippled through me while his blue heart stared up at my swaying tits. I smiled down at him between my jiggling knocker. The joy rippled through me, stirred up by his tongue licking at my snatch with bolder and bolder strokes.

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

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

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

He thrust his tongue into my pussy.

"Yes !"

I felt that thick tongue wiggling about in my slit. I shuddered, my twat clenching as he stirred his tongue around in my twat. He swirled it against my sensitive walls, the joy 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 muff into my son 's mouth. Just having his lingua back inside of my pussy was amazing. Every female parent should experience this delight with their son. It was amazing. Fantastic. It made me shudder and shiver.

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

"Mom,"he groaned into my puss.

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

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

finisher and confining to drowning my son in my kitty-cat cream. I would unleash a terrific flood of pick that would stimulate me explode. It was delightful. I savored this second. I enjoyed my son imbrication 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 head threw back. The bliss swelled through me. It was amazing. Just such a wondrous delight to relish. I bit my depressed lip as he swirled through my cunt. His tongue was perfect. I would give such a overnice orgasm.

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

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

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

"Yes, yes, that 's my clitoris !"I moaned."sucking on mommy 's clit. brand mamma cum !"

He sucked hard.

I gasped as he did that. My pussy clenched. My toes curled. It was amazing to find my son sucking and nursing and loving my button. My bud pulsed and throbbed. The pleasance swelled through me. My breast bounced before me.

He groped my ass. He kneaded my ass as he dug his fingers into my flesh. I savored it. Loved him groping me. It was incredible to enjoy. My principal tossed from side to side, black hair's-breadth dancing. My snatch clenched every meter he sucked.

"Kevin !"I moaned.

He nursed. My bud fit with sparks.

"Yes !"

I came.

My first incestuous orgasm surged through me. This howling pleasure raced through my body. I bucked and shuddered, savoring every consequence of this delight. It was perfect. Fantastic. I whimpered through my rapture. My chief tossed back and Forth River. The pleasure burned through me. asterisk danced before my eyes.

My snatch cream gushed out of me as the flames blazed across my nous. Depraved exaltation consumed my thoughts. I loved it. I bucked and shuddered, my titmouse heaving from the delight of this minute. 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 marvellous. tope my cream !"

He drank down my cream. He licked at me, moaning. His fortuity sent new pleasure blaze through me. It felt so incredible. How recollective 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's breadth digging into my plump rump.

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

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

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

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

"Yes !"

I shuddered, my twat on flame. This was what I needed. Craved. I slid down his consistency, moving my hip joint. He stared at me in awe, his rim gleaming in my slit cream. My boobs heaved as I aimed his peter at my approaching twat. I nuzzled the tip into my pubic hair. His crown kissed my cuntlips. I smiled at him.

His eyes widened in awe as I straightened upright, my dope jiggling. Then I sank my slit down his dick. Slowly. I swallowed inch after glorious inch of my son 's big prick. I groaned out my pleasance, reveling in every moment of delight. Every utmost second of bliss. This was incredible. Amazing. My facial expression contorted in delight. A big grin crossed my sassing as I took more and more of his dick.

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

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

"nookie, yes !"

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

His hands shot up and grabbed my boobs. He squeezed my big tits with his firm digit. My slit clenched around his girth. I undulated my hips forward and back, grinding my clit into his pubic mound. pleasure rippled through me. It felt amazing. This wonderful delectation.

I squeezed my puss and then slue my kitty-cat up his rooster. I groaned at the wondrous joy of his big tool caressing all my naughty bits. It was unbelievable. Amazing. I groaned out my pleasure. I loved every moment of his cock caressing my pussycat walls.

"Oh, yes, yes, Mommy loves having your big dick 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 twat down his cock. I took my son 's hammer to the hilt. I groaned as my cunt swallowed every in of him. I gobbled up his dick. My back arched. My knocker swayed and jiggled. I grinned at him, the pleasance 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 rode my son.

My boob jiggled in his manus as I worked my delirious twat up and down his hammer. The friction of his girth massaged my pussy rampart. 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 volley with sparks. The bliss showered through me. They splashed over my mind, drenching my thought process in such naughty delight.

"Yes, yes, yes !"I moaned, savoring the satiny slide of riding his dick. The joy built and built in me."Oh, that 's wonderful. That 's astonish. Kevin !"

"Mom !"

My orgasm swelled and swelled as I rode him. It grew so fast. His stopcock felt so hone in my pussycat. He reached to my cervix every time like he was sized just for my pussy. I groaned, my cunt squeezing about him. His putz 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 midst hammer. That big tool reached so thick into me. My cunt drank in the friction. I ground my pubic bone into his clitoris. He groaned, his hands squeezing my bosom. His low centre stared up at me with such hunger.

"Mom !"he groaned.

That one word set me off. The forbidden nature of it. The depraved delight of hearing my son moan it while my pussy had taken every inch of his big and throbbing hawkshaw. I threw back my head and howled out my pleasure.

"Kevin !"I screamed as I came.

My snatch spasmed around his big and throbbing dick. My cunt went idle. My flesh rippled and writhed around him. I bucked and shuddered on him, the wafture of ecstasy rushing through my organic structure. Mighty tidal waves of blissfulness that drowned my mind.

I threw back my point and howled out my rapture. I bucked and shuddered on his cock, my pussy wavelet and writhing. The spasming walking on air guesswork through me. It was incredible. I groaned, my mind boozing in the ecstasy.

"dogshit, Mom !"he groaned.

"Cum in mummy 's pussy !"I panted, my twat writhing around his big dick."Kevin, cum in Mommy 's naughty bitch ! Give Mommy your come !"

"Yes !"he snarled.

His cum erupted into my pussy.

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

More bliss drowned my psyche. I gasped and moaned, my purulent massaging his spurting tool. He pumped me replete of all his hot and delicious cum. He filled me to the brim with his baby-making spunk. I groaned, loving every minute of his jizz flooding me. It was incredible. Amazing.

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

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

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

I tasted tangy and delicious.

I kissed my son with thirstiness. I loved him, dancing my tongue around inside of his oral fissure. He groaned into the kiss, stroking my spinal column, his cock going soft in my cunt full of his jizz. I felt so wonderful right now. So complete.

I broke the kiss and purred,"Mmm, was n't that easily 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 workweek later, Quarantine was going strong. Might even close another calendar month. I did n't mind. My son was helping me pass it in style. He ate my pussy three time a day, and I rewarded him with blowjob, my kitty, 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 naughty mammy. I smiled when the pink line appeared. This fourth dimension, I would have intercourse who the father of my child was.

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

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

The END of this Incestuous fib of the Quarantine