Incestuous narration 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 calendar week 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 middle of the day and I needed Kevin to help me out with a chore."I need ..."

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

His ejaculate fired from his penis.

I watched the current of white firing up into the air as he bucked, his face twisted in pleasure and scare. He dropped his phone he held in his left hired hand on his chest of drawers, the seed 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, throb, and mighty peter that spurted more ... cum. My son was cumming. I was watching the end of his masturbation, unable to look away from the muscular, Loretta 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 electric shock struck me. The embarrassment. Just as I started yanking shut his door, I heard a cleaning woman moan from his phone,"fuck your step-mother hard, son !"

I yanked the door closed and stumbled back, my entire body burning with embarrassment. I hit the wall behind me, panting. My large titty rose and fell in the sports bra I wore to a lower place my sweatshirt. I shuddered, rubbing sweaty ribbon on my regal sweatpants.

The sight of my son 's cumming turncock was burned into my mind. His right arm flexing as he pumped away. His well-favoured look twisting with pleasure. I shuddered as I sucked in deep breathing space, struggling to recover ascendency of my trembling body.

I pushed off the hall and stumbled out into the life room, my impertinence blazing. It was n't like I was ignorant of young men. I knew he masturbated. I had seen the lilliputian evidence for a few years, but to walk in on him while he was doing it—in the middle of the day ! —was something else entirely. When had my son grown up ? Matured.

I fanned my case. He was endowed. I could n't get his gumshoe out of my intellect. It had changed from a penis to a shaft 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 itching in me. For the first meter in over a month, I felt horny. Ever since the start stories about the virus being in the States started permeating the news—the terror buying of supply, the frenetic search to have all the toilet paper I could find—had driven out any intellection of passion. Not that I had much in my life. I was a exclusive mother. Guys usually had a panic feel when they realized I was a female parent and then there would n't be another date.

I sucked in a breath, trying to ostracise this idea. His cock and what that cleaning lady moaned. Step-mother pornography ? Was that really a thing ? I was n't person who watched any porn. I bit my lip, my middle 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 codswallop that had accumulated beneath it. I picked up the loose variety and found one of my whisker brushes 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 auto whirled away and rattled as it picked up the detritus, my idea drifted. My son 's spurting cock filled my mind. That thick cum firing up into the air and landing on his muscular stomach played over and over again. My son was fit. Strong. I licked my lips.

"No, no, stop having thought process about your son, woman,"I muttered to myself as the vacuum fair 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 engagement. I was working from home these mean solar day, making object lesson plans for my range school students and keeping up with their parents. When I was n't doing that, I was having online training academic term and zoom merging with my colleagues. I was still getting paid, which was squeamish, but I hated not having a social life.

There were just my son and the check-out procedure person at the market computer memory who stood behind the Plexiglas sneeze guard.

My son crept out of his room an hr 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 tall boy, surpassing me a few eld ago. He wore his brown hair shaved close on the slope and buzzed shortsighted 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 hazard 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 porn. Though why step-mother porn ? He did n't suffer a step-mother. He did n't even know his father.

I did n't even know who his forefather was. I was an ... adventurous young lady in college.

Having a son forced me to have got responsibilities.

"Listen,"I said, forcing myself to speak. I had responsibleness as a female parent."What happened today ..."

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

I sighed. Step-mom smut ...

I got out my phone and started googling this. I had to understand what it was. I swallowed and found that it was pop. A subset of MILF pornography. That made my jaw drop cloth. My son could be looking at twenty-year-old girls with thoroughgoing bodies but instead was watching elder adult female having sex with Thomas Young men.

cougar. MILFs. Step-moms. Hot wife. It was a wholly new humans of porn. The phrasal idiom"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. Comfortable clothes to wear around the house. I bit my lip, this unusual warmth burgeoning in me.

I had trouble sleeping that night. I was horny. aching. I busted out my vibrator. My son 's spurting cock filled my nous as I worked the buzzing diaphysis of my toy in and out of my kitty-cat. I arched my back and screamed out in coming in just a few minutes.

I collapsed into a daze. The next cockcrow, I woke up to a vibrator with dead batteries.

As I got fix for the day, a Sunday, I found myself pulling on my gray yoga pants. I drew on the stretchable material over my second joint and up my rump. I felt it clinging to my panties. I drew on a tight tank top over my large breasts clad in a frilly bra. I shuddered at how soused the"casual"apparel fit around my body.

The sort of gym clothing I would don when I used to go to the gym to see guys. To front fit and hot. I swallowed and wondered why I was doing this. My warmheartedness pounded in my bureau as I started making breakfast.

Kevin came in for breakfast as I was at the range making omelets. Quarantine did let me cook so much more for my son. Make trusted he was eating salubrious food and not all that junk food. Was it my imaginativeness, or did I feel his eyes on my ass ?

I could n't serve but bending over as I flipped the ham and cheese omelette over. My tit rose and fell in my tank top, this exhilaration coursing through me. He sat down in a piazza where he could stare right at me.

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

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

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

His middle were on me as I cooked. I had his exclusive attention. It felt so good. Made me feel like a woman. I had been only a mom for over a month, scared by the media, nearly in a panic at times, but here, in quarantine, I was remembering other scene of my life. My cunt clenched as the heating system built and built in me.

My panty 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 game. Watching video recording on your phone."

He swallowed as I said that.

I smiled at him."On YouTube, of grade. What did you recall I imply ? 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 trunk of a man, but he had n't gained the assurance of one. I could palpate that I had the top executive here. It made me experience even more womanly."I know what you get up to in there. Even before yesterday."

His cheek burned.

"Nothing wrong with liking aged women,"I told him as I scooped the omelets onto the home."Us MILFs need love, too."It was such a bold thing to say, but I was feeling that saucy high temperature bubbling away in my cunt.

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

I brought the plates to the board and sat down as I stared at his blushing cheek. He took his plate and cut it into one of his two omelets. I only had one. spinach and love apple. I hummed away as I ate, so aware of how my pinhead jiggled in my mean top. They were an sizable pair that thrust out over the table and attracted his attention.

He stared at them with thirstiness. He licked his brim, his eye roaming all over my big bosom. My nipples throbbed and my pussy grew hotter and hotter. His attention was just something that I savored. I hummed as I ate.

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

"rich person prep 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 pick up his bed creaking. There was no video recording playing, but the rhythmic stroking of his hand on his cock echoed. I loved the speech sound. He pumped with a vigorous stroke.

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

He groaned through his clinch teeth. My thinker burned with the memory of his cum firing up into the air. I smiled in delight, loving the sounds he made. The grunts and groan. 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 table and finished my omelet.

I found excuse to keep my son out of his bedroom all day long. I kept needing things from him. A jar of hole was too tight, I needed him to relight the original light for the stove after I"accidentally"snuffed it out, and then I needed his strength to proceed 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 t-shirt. He grunted and dragged the right side of the redact 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 a sportsmanlike house,"I said, hoping he would n't bring in I had already vacuumed here yesterday. But he bought my excuse.

He stuck around as I vacuumed, standing behind me. I made for sure to achieve with it, bending over to push the vacuum cleaner farther, instead of walking with it. My pussy clenched as I ran the auto over the same patch of carpet.

It was so hot having his eyes on me.

Then I got to gaze at his ass through his dungaree as he pushed the sofa back into seat. I bit my lip, my pussy on fervency. This life-threatening oestrus was building and building in me. I was like my old self. That boy-mad slut who had let the entire frat gangbang her. That had been a hot Night. All those impregnable, youth 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 knocker into his chest and kissed him on the brass. I lingered with my backtalk a pulse longer than a mother should while his strong sleeve slid slowly around me. His hands rested on the small of my cover. Would he be daring ?

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

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

Incestuous fantasies.

And so was I.

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

This new lust in me gave me such an exciting and exhilarating burst of energy. I shuddered, wiggling my pelvis back and forth as I soaked my panty with my desire. I chopped vegetable, breaded chicken, and tossed a salad. I was so excited as blue ideas about tonight boiled through my mind.

At dinner I once again, I had my son 's undivided attention. Those MILFs on his earphone were fine, but he had the real matter live in his flat. Not a step-mom but a real one. I smiled at him all through dinner, glad I did n't deliver to fight with his earpiece for attention.

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

I was such a juicy mother.

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

I headed into my way and pulled off all my clothes. I stripped naked. My black hair fell down to my shoulder, my big pinhead swaying. They were plump and heavy. I squeezed them, digging my fingers into my anatomy while my pussy dripped. I could smell my tangy juices. I breathed them in.

What a wonderful scent.

I drew on a peignoir over my naked soundbox. 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 balance of the nightie 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 nightie. 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 booby, his buttock red. He had changed into flannel pajama pants and a white married woman beater that clung to his body. Instantly, his hardon tented his bottoms.

"Uh ... Mom ?"

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

"wellspring ... I ..."He stared at me, salivating. He swallowed. His dick throbbed in his pajama stern. His hands balled into fists. He looked bewildered, his center 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 very well,"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 meter to me ? Boy, he did own staying power. It was flattering and annoying. But then an idea popped into my head. I stood up and threw my subdivision around him. I gave him a nasty hug, with only the lean layers of clothes between us. My hard nipples throbbed. My pussycat clenched.

I kissed him on the nerve."respectable night."

I ground against his hardon. I loved how Brobdingnagian he was. He might have the adult 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 merit to have a hot MILF like me to bring care of his emphasis ?

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

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

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

My twat soaked my George Bush with my fervour as I sauntered after him.

I reached his threshold, listening for that familiar squeaker of the bed. He was stroking his cock with enthusiasm. I licked my sass, so prepare to pounce on him. A cougar-mommy lusting to feast upon her sexy son. My pussycat clenched, the heat bubbling through me.

He groaned.

I threw open the door.

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

"Mmm, you do n't have to do that,"I cooed, sauntering to him. My big breasts swayed beneath the fabric, my mammilla poking at it. He swallowed at the mint of me."I 'm here to submit care of you. I did n't agnize 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 nightie. The material carry beneath me while feeling cool as it draped over my back and ass. I moved between his leg. His chest rose and fell as I stared down at his cock.

"Mmm, you just wanted a naughty mommy to soak up 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 shock on his face. It was so precious to witness.

"Mmm, I know,"I cooed."Your mummy understands what a offspring man needs."I grabbed his cock at the base beneath his own bridge player. He was so strong and hot."Now just let go and your momma will take care of you."

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

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

I ducked my psyche down, my black hair spilling around my burning impertinence. Then I gobbled his cock. I sucked him into my mouthpiece, my pussy 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 dick. The salty flavor of his precum flowed across my gustatory perception buds. It was a delectation that I savored. My boobs swayed as I blew him. I slid my lips up and down his cock, determined to give him the best blowjob he 'd ever experienced.

To indicate 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, Young man to please me and bang 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 foreland, my pitch blackness hair shifting, as I anticipated that wondrous bit of Kevin sliding into my kitty, his long cock nudging into my cervix uteri. His cum would send away into my womb. I could still have got children.

My son 's baby. Maybe a daughter to love him when she was old enough who could let her own son to love her. On and on and on. A Sir Ernst Boris Chain of incestuous love life. My bitch melted beneath such depraved thoughts.

I sucked harder on my son 's cock.

"Oh, my god, Mom,"Kevin groaned. His mind shifted on his pillow. His strong chest rose and fell, the muscles playing across his musculus pectoralis. I stroked my go forth script over his rippling abs. God, he was such a hunk."Oh, hoot, 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. thirst. I wanted to swallow his cum.

That youthful jizz.

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

I sucked on him with thirstiness. I loved the auditory sensation he made. My result hired man scratched over his muscular torso. My right pumped at the base of his putz. He had too much for me to take in my mouth. My kitty drooled for this magnificent cock. I whimpered, moaning, bobbing my psyche. He shuddered, his cock throb in my mouth.

I loved this. Incest felt so decent. Answered all our job. Quarantine could preserve forever. I moaned around his peter as I bobbed up and down. My lips slid down his irradiation and then I sucked back up him.

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

I wanted that so much. I hungered to swallow his salty fountain of jizz. To gulp down all that wondrous spunk in his lip. I would booze it all down. My kitty-cat clenched as my cheeks hollowed. I suckled with all my might.

"tinker's 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 tongue danced around his dick. My big knocker swayed as I worked my mouth up and down his shaft. The cloth of my slight gown rustled around me. The bedsprings creaked. His face twisted in passion. He groaned, through his clenched teeth.

"Mom !"

His hammer pulsed in my stroking hand. Salty cum spurted into my sass. For the first time ever, I tasted my son 's seeded player. My oculus closed as the thick and creamy delight spilled through my backtalk. The flavor set all my tasting buds alight. It was unbelievable. I shuddered, my articulatio coxae wiggling from right to left.

My cunt blazed with passion as I drank down my son 's cum. The hotness swelled through me. I squeezed my optic shut as I swallowed load after load of his cum. I swallowed so much of that yummy treat.

It was a delight to quaff 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 pharynx. My tummy rejoiced. I closed my center, savoring every import of swallowing his cum.

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

He fired the conclusion of his jizz into my maw.

"Just awesome."

I slid my lip up his stopcock 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 learn to nurse a cock ?"

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

His eye tracked it.

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

He sat up, licking his back talk. He nodded.

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

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

"Those short girls you date,"I said, shaking my pass."Luckily, you have your mom to teach you how to please her. Then you wo n't consume to frustrate the young ladies. You 'll possess your mommy to love."

He groaned.

"Mmm, yes, you 're going to learn how to please me, are n't you ?"I purred. I pulled up the hem higher. I exposed my upper berth second joint and then paused right before exposing my bush and twat.

He stared at me with hunger, trembling.

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

"Yes !"

I ripped up my nightie and flashed my dim bush dripping with my juices. My tangy 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 tit. I threw my night-robe to the trading floor, nude now.

His eyes flicked up to my prominent and swaying tit. His gaze arrested on them. I had firmly, dark-red teat that thrust from wide ring of color. He licked his back talk at the good deal of them. They were n't artificial titties. Those were all-natural F-cups. He groaned as he stared at them, drool running over his chin.

"You can come to 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."You used to suckle from here."I touched my right pap."And here."I pinched my left, my snatch clenching.

He groaned and then he darted his head teacher forward and latched onto my right nipple. I pinched the give nub as he suckled. I groaned, my snatch drinking in the tingles his mouthpiece produced. This felt far, far squeamish than when he 'd been a baby. This was sexual. Sensual. Wicked. Kinky.

Incestuous.

My son nursed from my nipple with hunger. I ran my right script through his brown hair's-breadth. I smiled down at him, feeling so close to my son as he loved my nub. He suckled from me with thirstiness, nursing, making me feel astonishing.

He sucked with such thirst, my pussy clenching from the strength. I shuddered, my hips wiggling from side to side. He drew in my unhurt areola with his hunger. I threw back my principal. My pussy clenched, the high temperature rushing through me.

It was amazing to see. Just a pleasure. I bit my lip, loving this wicked heat that flowed through me. My hips wiggled from side to side, my pussy on fire. My juice 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 blue middle stared up at me. I loved it. I groaned, my finger digging into his hair. I licked my lip, savoring this consequence. He suckled again, my pussy growing hotter.

"Yes, yes, you 're getting my cunt all squeamish and make for your natural language,"I moaned."Mommy 's going to submerge 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 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 infant nursing from me. I shivered in joy.

I felt so warm right now. I pulled his fountainhead from my breast, my nipple popping out of his mouth. Then I kissed him. I planted my mouth rightfulness on his. I thrust my tongue into his mouth. He groaned. I swirled around in him, kissing him hard. He groaned, his lingua dancing with mine. It was exciting. Naughty. It made me tingle.

I loved it.

I swirled my tongue around in his back talk. I kissed him with all the thirstiness I possessed. All the tabu and depraved lust that brimmed inside of me. I loved the gustatory sensation of him. The feel. I plunged my clapper to the hilt in him, reaching for the back of his tonsilla.

He groaned as I kissed him with hungriness. My pussy was on flack. I had to have him eat me out. I placed my paw on his articulatio humeri, kissing him hard. With such passion. My fingernails bit into his berm. 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 all-encompassing. He stretched out on the bed. His chest of drawers rose and fell as he stared up at me. I smiled down at him. My centre smoldered with such hunger.

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

"Yes, Mom,"he groaned.

"Mmm, my sexy son is going to worship that risque hole that brought him in the world."I smiled down at him as I settled my ramification around his straits. I lowered my furred muff to his face, staring at his eyes between my swaying titmouse."You want to eat Mommy 's pussy, do n't you ? That 's why you watch all that MILF porn. All those naughty step-moms. You want the real thing."

"Yes !"he gasped.

I settled my calamitous Dubyuh rightfield 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 contact lens of my puss on his case. He moaned as he stared up at me.

"Now lick,"I moaned."Caress through my crimp. Tease me. fiesta on me. read me how a lot you love the taste of my twat, Kevin ! have it away your mommy 's cunt !"

He licked.

His clapper slid through my folds. I gasped and shuddered from his unholy strokes. The pleasure rushed through my body. It was incredible to finger. To see. My entire body shuddered. I panted, my heart pounding in my chest. My son licked at my cunt.

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

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

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

"So right,"my son croaked."Damn, Mom, you taste amazing."

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

He thrust his natural language into my cunt.

"Yes !"

I felt that thickheaded tongue wiggling about in my snatch. I shuddered, my twat clenching as he stirred his tongue around in my twat. He swirled it against my sensitive wall, the joy rippling through me. My button rubbed on his upper berth lip, sparks flaring.

My tit jiggled as I shuddered. I whimpered and moaned, the bed creaking as I rubbed my furred muff into my son 's oral cavity. Just having his tongue back inside of my pussy was amazing. Every mother should experience this delight with their son. It was amazing. Fantastic. It made me shudder 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 pussycat.

"Just stay fresh beating,"I panted, grinding on him."Just keep back suck at my pussy. Oh, yes, yes, you 're doing so good. You 're making your mother feel amazing. That 's terrific. Oh, yes, yes, you 're so delectable. Ram that tongue into my twat. Ooh, yes, yes, make me cum."

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

Closer and closer to drowning my son in my kitty cream. I would unleash a wonderful flood of cream that would do me detonate. It was delightful. I savored this moment. I enjoyed my son lapping at me with thirst. He licked me out with such feverous penury. It was amazing. I loved every second base of it. I savored the delicious joy he gave me.

My top dog threw back. The bliss swelled through me. It was amazing. Just such a marvelous delight to savour. I bit my lower lip as he swirled through my snatch. His lingua was perfect. I would hold such a nice orgasm.

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

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

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

"Yes, yes, that 's my clitoris !"I moaned."suction on mommy 's clit. Make mommy cum !"

He sucked hard.

I gasped as he did that. My pussy clenched. My toes curled. It was amazing to feel my son sucking and nursing and loving my clit. My bud pulsed and throbbed. The pleasure swelled through me. My boobs bounced before me.

He groped my ass. He kneaded my rump as he dug his finger's breadth into my flesh. I savored it. Loved him groping me. It was incredible to enjoy. My head tossed from English to side, black hair dancing. My pussy clenched every sentence he sucked.

"Kevin !"I moaned.

He nursed. My bud burst with sparks.

"Yes !"

I came.

My first incestuous orgasm surged through me. This wonderful pleasure raced through my body. I bucked and shuddered, savoring every bit of this delectation. It was perfective. Fantastic. I whimpered through my rapture. My head tossed back and forth. The pleasure burned through me. Stars danced before my eyes.

My pussy cream gushed out of me as the flames blazed across my mind. Depraved raptus consumed my persuasion. I loved it. I bucked and shuddered, my tits heaving from the delight of this moment. It was intense. Delicious. Amazing. It was almost everything I craved from my son.

I just wanted one more thing.

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

He drank down my ointment. He licked at me, moaning. His chance event sent new pleasure blazing through me. It felt so incredible. 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 peak.

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

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

"Mmm, do you want to sense mummy 's pussycat sliding around your dick ?"I purred.

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

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

"Yes !"

I shuddered, my slit on fire. This was what I needed. Craved. I slid down his consistency, moving my coxa. He stared at me in awe, his lips gleaming in my purulent cream. My boob heaved as I aimed his cock at my approaching pussy. I nuzzled the tip into my George H.W. Bush. His crown kissed my cuntlips. I smiled at him.

His eyes widened in awe as I straightened upright, my knocker jiggling. Then I sank my cunt down his dick. Slowly. I swallowed inch after magnificent inch of my son 's big dick. I groaned out my pleasure, reveling in every moment of delight. Every net endorsement of blissfulness. This was incredible. Amazing. My aspect contorted in joy. A big grinning crossed my lips as I took to a greater extent and More of his dick.

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

"Mmm, I know,"I cooed."mamma pussy is so lots better than all those petite young woman you 've been fucking, is n't it ?"

"fucking, yes !"

"Ooh, momma 's big, secure son needs a actual woman."

His workforce shot up and seize my pinhead. He squeezed my big mammilla with his solid digit. My cunt clenched around his girth. I undulated my rose hip forward and back, grinding my button into his pubic mound. delight rippled through me. It felt amazing. This marvellous delight.

I squeezed my cunt and then slide my slit up his hammer. I groaned at the wonderful delectation of his big dick caressing all my naughty scrap. It was incredible. Amazing. I groaned out my pleasure. I loved every moment of his cock caressing my kitty-cat walls.

"Oh, yes, yes, mamma loves having your big prick in her pussy !"

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

I smiled at him and then I slammed my cunt down his tool. I took my son 's dick to the hilt. I groaned as my twat swallowed every in of him. I gobbled up his diaphysis. 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 devolve on my son.

My titmouse jiggled in his script as I worked my excited jackass up and down his shaft. The friction of his girth massaged my pussy walls. 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 meter I bottomed out on him, my button burst with light. The bliss showered through me. They splashed over my intellect, drenching my view 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 amazing. Kevin !"

"Mom !"

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

I slammed my cunt down his thick cock. That big dick reached so deeply into me. My pussy drank in the friction. I ground my pubic osseous tissue into his clit. He groaned, his hired man squeezing my mamilla. His low eyes stared up at me with such hunger.

"Mom !"he groaned.

That one intelligence set me off. The proscribed nature of it. The demoralize delight of hearing my son moan it while my twat had taken every column inch of his big and throbbing cock. 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 snatch went wild. My flesh rippled and writhed around him. I bucked and shuddered on him, the waves of rapture rushing through my dead body. Mighty tidal moving ridge of walking on air that drowned my mind.

I threw back my psyche and howled out my rapture. I bucked and shuddered on his cock, my pussy rippling and writhing. The spasming bliss shot through me. It was incredible. I groaned, my creative thinker crapulence in the ecstasy.

"prick, Mom !"he groaned.

"Cum in mama 's pussy !"I panted, my twat writhing around his big pecker."Kevin, cum in Mommy 's juicy cunt ! afford 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 cunt. He squirted it right against my cervix uteri. His come flooded into my womb. This rush flooded through me.

More bliss drowned my head. I gasped and moaned, my pussy massaging his spurting dick. He pumped me full-of-the-moon of all his hot and toothsome cum. He filled me to the lip with his baby-making spunk. I groaned, loving every mo of his jizz flooding me. It was incredible. Amazing.

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

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

I worked out every death drop of jizz he had. I drained my son 's nuts. I shuddered on him and leaned forward over him. His handwriting fell from my tit. I pressed my nipple into his chest of drawers and kissed his pussy-flavored mouth.

I tasted tangy and delicious.

I kissed my son with thirstiness. I loved him, dancing my clapper around inside of his mouth. He groaned into the kiss, stroking my back, his cock going indulgent in my cunt full-of-the-moon of his jizz. I felt so wonderful right now. So complete.

I broke the candy kiss and purred,"Mmm, was n't that ripe than a film ?"

"beats anything on Netflix,"he groaned.

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

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I loved being a hot mom.

Two weeks later, Quarantine was going strong. mightiness even hold out another month. I did n't mind. My son was helping me pass it in panache. He ate my slit three prison term a day, and I rewarded him with blowjobs, my pussy, and even my asshole.

I hummed as I waited on the pregnancy test. It had been such a marvelous two workweek, and I was aegir for more. I was my son 's naughty mommy. I smiled when the pink line appeared. This time, I would know who the father of my kid was.

My pussy clenching, I slipped out to see my son. I needed him to eat my engender twat. I hoped I had a girl.

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

The END of this Incestuous tarradiddle of the Quarantine