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 doorway. 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 heart of his bed, his helping hand pumping up and down his penis.

His seminal fluid fired from his penis.

I watched the flow of white firing up into the air as he bucked, his side twisted in joy and panic. He dropped his phone he held in his unexpended hand on his chest, the seed he fired raining down as he struggled to grab a pillow to underwrite himself.

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

My son had a tool. At eighteen, he had a big, pounding, and mighty cock that spurted more ... cum. My son was cumming. I was watching the end of his masturbation, unable to search away from the muscular, untested man as he groaned, his peter spurting a final blast just as he managed to cover himself with a pillow.

"Mom !"he gasped.

The shock struck me. The embarrassment. Just as I started yanking close his door, I heard a woman moan from his phone,"shtup your step-mother backbreaking, son !"

I yanked the door closed and stumbled back, my full body burning with overplus. I hit the wall behind me, panting. My declamatory bosom rose and fell in the sports bra I wore beneath my sweatshirt. I shuddered, rubbing sweaty palms on my regal sweatpants.

The survey of my son 's cumming stopcock was burned into my mind. His right arm flexing as he pumped away. His better-looking face twisting with pleasure. I shuddered as I sucked in deep breaths, struggling to recover command of my trembling body.

I pushed off the Charles Francis Hall and stumbled out into the animation elbow room, my face blazing. It was n't like I was ignorant of young men. I knew he masturbated. I had seen the slight grounds 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 typeface. He was endowed. I could n't get his putz out of my thinker. It had changed from a member to a cock forever for me. He was a man now. No longer my minuscule boy. I sank down on the couch and squeezed my thigh shut and ...

I was wet.

I felt that itch in me. For the first sentence in over a month, I felt horny. Ever since the start narration about the computer virus being in the State Department started permeating the news—the panic buying of supplies, the frantic search to have all the gutter paper I could find—had driven out any thoughts of passion. Not that I had much in my aliveness. I was a single mother. guy rope usually had a panic look when they realized I was a mother and then there would n't be another date.

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

After maybe ten instant of squirming, I forced myself to get about what I was up to. I moved the couch out from the rampart by myself, shaking my head at all the tripe that had accumulated beneath it. I picked up the promiscuous change and found one of my hair brushes I thought I lost. That went in the garbage. I was n't using it after it had spent all that prison term under the lounge.

I vacuumed.

As the simple machine whirled away and rattled as it picked up the dust, my persuasion drifted. My son 's spurting turncock filled my mind. That thick cum firing up into the air and landing on his mesomorphic belly played over and over again. My son was fit. Strong. I licked my lips.

"No, no, stop having opinion about your son, charwoman,"I muttered to myself as the emptiness cleaner ran."That 's disgusting."

It was disgusting. Incest. Why would I have such perverted idea ? 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 mean solar day, making object lesson plan for my grad school educatee and keeping up with their parents. When I was n't doing that, I was having on-line training sessions and Zoom encounter with my colleague. I was still getting paid, which was nice, but I hated not having a social life.

There were just my son and the checkout counter person at the grocery store who stood behind the Plexiglas 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 tall boy, surpassing me a few year ago. He wore his brown hair's-breadth shaved close on the side and buzzed abruptly 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 sleep together what to say to him. It was like he wanted to pretend I had n't caught him. I should recite him it was innate, that I wo n't just push forward in like that, that I even understood why he was watching porn. Though why step-mother smut ? He did n't have a step-mother. He did n't even have intercourse his father.

I did n't even know who his Father was. I was an ... adventurous fille in college.

Having a son forced me to have responsibilities.

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

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

I sighed. Step-mom porn ...

I got out my earphone and started googling this. I had to understand what it was. I swallowed and found that it was popular. A subset of MILF erotica. That made my jaw drop. My son could be looking at twenty-year-old girls with perfect dead body but instead was watching older women having sex with young men.

Cougars. MILFs. Step-moms. Hot married woman. It was a whole new world of erotica. The idiomatic expression"mother I 'd have it off to piece of tail"stayed with me because it realized that I was a MILF. I was a mother. I stared down at my frumpish sweatshirt and sweatpants. comfortable clothes to tire 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 dick filled my mind as I worked the buzzing tool of my toy in and out of my pussy. I arched my back and screamed out in orgasm in just a few minutes.

I collapsed into a fog. The following morning, I woke up to a vibrator with dead batteries.

As I got ready for the day, a Sunday, I found myself pulling on my gray yoga pants. I drew on the stretchy material over my thighs and up my rump. I felt it clinging to my panties. I drew on a tight armored combat vehicle top over my bombastic boob clad in a frilly bra. I shuddered at how loaded the"effortless"clothes fit around my body.

The sort of gym wear I would don when I used to go to the gym to converge guy wire. To look fit and hot. I swallowed and wondered why I was doing this. My heart pounded in my chest as I started making breakfast.

Kevin came in for breakfast as I was at the stove making omelet. Quarantine did let me wangle so much to a greater extent for my son. gain trusted he was eating hefty food and not all that junk food. Was it my resource, or did I feel his eye on my ass ?

I could n't help but bending over as I flipped the ham and cheese omelette over. My titty rose and fell in my army tank top, this inflammation coursing through me. He sat down in a blank space where he could stare right at me.

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

"dawning, Kevin,"I said, turning to him and giving him a big, motherly smile. His eyes drifted down to my chest. To my breasts. This delight warmness rippled through me and ended at my pussy. That itch grew in me.

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

His eyes were on me as I cooked. I had his undivided attention. It felt so good. Made me palpate like a woman. I had been only a mom for over a calendar month, scared by the medium, nearly in a panic at times, but here, in quarantine, I was remembering former face of my life-time. My cunt clenched as the passion built and built in me.

My scanty soaked up my excitement.

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

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

"Uh-huh,"I said."Playing television 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 imply ? That you 'd be watching moving picture of MILFs."

"What ?"he gasped, swallowing.

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

His impertinence burned.

"Nothing wrongfulness with liking older women,"I told him as I scooped the omelet onto the home."Us MILFs need have it away, too."It was such a bold thing to say, but I was feeling that saucy heating system bubbling away in my cunt.

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

I brought the plates to the table and sat down as I stared at his blushing aspect. He took his collection plate and cut it into one of his two omelets. I only had one. Spinach and Lycopersicon esculentum. I hummed away as I ate, so aware of how my breast jiggled in my squiffy top. They were an sizeable pair that thrust out over the table and attracted his attention.

He stared at them with hunger. He licked his lip, his eyes roaming all over my big breasts. My tit 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 for thought the way only a young man could. The omelet vanished into his backtalk before I had even finished one-half of mine. He gulped his breakfast down with orange juice then bolted from the table.

"rich person homework to do !"he gasped.

"Liar,"I called after.

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

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

He groaned through his clinch teeth. My thinker burned with the store of his cum firing up into the air. I smiled in delight, loving the strait he made. The grunt and groan. The manly passion.

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

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

I found excuses to hold my son out of his sleeping accommodation all day long. I kept needing things from him. A jar of mess was too plastered, I needed him to relight the pilot igniter for the stove after I"accidentally"snuffed it out, and then I needed his strength to move the couch.

"I just want to vacuum-clean behind it,"I said."It gets so dirty."

"Yeah,"he said.

I shuddered, watching his muscular eubstance moving beneath his T-shirt. He grunted and dragged the powerful slope of the sofa out with easiness. 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 bemire as I thought."

"Oh, well, I do keep a sporting house,"I said, hoping he would n't pull 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 hit with it, bending over to push the vacuum cleaner cleaner farther, instead of walking with it. My puss clenched as I ran the machine over the same patch of carpet.

It was so hot having his eyes on me.

Then I got to stare at his ass through his jeans as he pushed the redact back into place. I bit my lip, my pussy on fire. This dangerous heat 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 strong, young men fucking me.

"There you are, Mom,"he said, grinning at me.

"Mmm, thank you,"I said and gave him a hug.

I pressed my big boobs into his breast and kissed him on the cheek. I lingered with my lip a heartbeat longer than a female parent should while his strong arms slid slowly around me. His manpower rested on the diminished of my back. Would he be daring ?

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

Kevin lasted longer this clock time as he masturbated again. My own horniness was building and building as I listened to him stroking his rooster, 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 party, stewing in my own fervor. My scanty soaked up my juices, growing so drenched with my heat. It was incredible. I felt so gamy. I wiggled my hips, my cunt blazing with such heat.

This new lustfulness in me gave me such an exciting and exhilarating burst of energy. I shuddered, wiggling my coxa back and Forth as I soaked my panties with my desire. I chopped veggie, breaded chicken, and tossed a salad. I was so delirious as spicy ideas about tonight boiled through my mind.

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

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

I was such a risque mother.

Unsurprising, he had to do his"homework"after dinner. I let him go while I did the dish. I had my plan for the night set in motion. I asked him if he wanted to watch out 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 dress. I stripped naked. My melanise haircloth fell down to my shoulders, my big boobs swaying. They were plump and heavy. I squeezed them, digging my fingerbreadth into my human body while my pussy dripped. I could smack my tart juices. I breathed them in.

What a wonderful scent.

I drew on a negligee over my nude body. A lilac delight. The framework clung to my breasts, hanging from them with no straps. I tugged them down until my nipple were just about to pop out. The rest of the nightie fell down to just below my thigh, the silk sheer when it touched my skin.

I did n't nettle 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 knocker 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 adjacent to him. He stared at my jiggling boobs, his cheeks red. He had changed into flannel pajama pants and a white married woman beater that clung to his consistency. Instantly, his hardon tented his bottoms.

"Uh ... Mom ?"

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

"well ... I ..."He stared at me, salivating. He swallowed. His dick throbbed in his pajama bottoms. His manpower 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 hand on his cheek."You feel flushed. Hot."

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

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

Masturbating a fourth time to me ? Boy, he did give birth stamina. It was flattering and annoying. But then an idea popped into my mind. I stood up and throw my arm around him. I gave him a tight hug, with only the thinnest layers of apparel between us. My concentrated nipples throbbed. My purulent clenched.

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

I ground against his hardon. I loved how Brobdingnagian he was. He might birth 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 take in a hot MILF like me to take in care of his stress ?

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

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

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

My pussy soaked my crotch hair with my turmoil as I sauntered after him.

I reached his room access, listening for that familiar squeak of the bed. He was stroking his turncock with enthusiasm. I licked my mouth, so set to pounce on him. A cougar-mommy lusting to feed upon her sexy son. My kitty clenched, the heat bubbling through me.

He groaned.

I threw open the door.

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

"Mmm, you do n't suffer to do that,"I cooed, sauntering to him. My big bosom swayed beneath the fabric, my mammilla poking at it. He swallowed at the flock of me."I 'm here to take care of you. I did n't see 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 nightgown. The fabric swayed beneath me while feeling cool as it draped over my back and ass. I moved between his legs. His chest rose and fell as I stared down at his cock.

"Mmm, you just wanted a naughty mama to suck your dick, 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 case. It was so cute to witness.

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

"This ... I ..."He released his cock, his blue-blooded eyes staring at me with a mix of jar and lust.

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

I ducked my forefront down, my black whisker spilling around my burning cheeks. Then I gobbled his cock. I sucked him into my back talk, my twat clenching. The heat rushed through my body. This was so juicy. I crossed the transmission line into incest.

I nursed on his cock.

I suckled on my son 's big dick. The salty flavour of his precum flowed across my discernment buds. It was a delight that I savored. My dumbbell 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 shew him why he only needed his mommy.

Just like I only needed Kevin. I did n't demand early men. I had been raising my man and had never noticed it. My strong, young man to delight me and love me. My blue pussy clenched again, eager to experience my son sliding back into me.

I knew it would be amazing. Magical. I bobbed my head, my bleak hair shifting, as I anticipated that rattling moment of Kevin sliding into my kitty, his long pecker nudging into my cervix. His cum would fire into my womb. I could still have children.

My son 's baby. Maybe a daughter to sleep with him when she was old enough who could stimulate her own son to love her. On and on and on. A mountain range of incestuous sexual love. My pussy melted beneath such depraved thoughts.

I sucked harder on my son 's cock.

"Oh, my god, Mom,"Kevin groaned. His head shifted on his pillow. His impregnable chest rose and fell, the muscles playing across his musculus pectoralis. I stroked my left wing bridge player over his rippling abs. God, he was such a hunk."Oh, damn, Mom."

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

That young jizz.

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

I sucked on him with hunger. I loved the sounds he made. My bequeath hand scratched over his muscular torso. My right field pumped at the base of his cock. He had too practically for me to take in my mouth. My pussy drooled for this magnificent cock. I whimpered, moaning, bobbing my head. He shuddered, his dick throbbing in my mouth.

I loved this. Incest felt so justly. Answered all our problem. Quarantine could proceed forever. I moaned around his peter as I bobbed up and down. My lips slid down his shaft and then I sucked back up him.

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

I wanted that so lots. I hungered to swallow his salty fountain of jizz. To gulp down all that wonderful nerve in his mouth. I would drink it all down. My pussy clenched as my cheeks hollowed. I suckled with all my might.

"Damn, Mom !"he groaned."It 's like you ... you ... You want me to cum in your lip. 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 rima oris up and down his shaft. The textile of my thin nightie rustled around me. The bedsprings creaked. His font twisted in warmth. He groaned, through his clinch teeth.

"Mom !"

His cock pulsed in my stroking hand. Salty cum spurted into my mouth. For the first gear time ever, I tasted my son 's seed. My centre closed as the thick and creamy delectation spilled through my mouth. The flavor set all my taste perception buds alight. It was incredible. I shuddered, my articulatio coxae wiggling from right to left.

My cunt blazed with cacoethes as I drank down my son 's cum. The heating system swelled through me. I squeezed my center shut as I swallowed load after lading of his cum. I swallowed so much of that yummy treat.

It was a delectation to gulp down. A treat. I was thrilled to get to enjoy it. I swallowed it all down with thirstiness. I gulped it all down, the cream flowing down my throat. My stomach rejoiced. I closed my middle, savoring every moment of swallowing his cum.

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

He fired the cobbler's last of his jizz into my maw.

"Just awesome."

I slid my backtalk 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 learn to suck a turncock ?"

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

His eyes tracked it.

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

He sat up, licking his lips. He nodded.

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

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

"Those miserable girls you escort,"I said, shaking my headspring."Luckily, you have your mom to teach you how to delight her. Then you wo n't hold to frustrate the young ladies. You 'll have 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 high. I exposed my upper thigh and then paused correct before exposing my bush and twat.

He stared at me with thirst, trembling.

"Kevin ?"I asked in a sing-song part."Are you going to larn ?"

"Yes !"

I ripped up my nightie and flashed my bootleg George Herbert Walker Bush dripping with my juices. My tangy odour rose in the air. I breathed it in as I kept pulling up the nightie. Kevin stared at my pussy while I unveiled my big tits. I threw my nightie to the floor, raw now.

His eyes flicked up to my large and swaying breast. His regard arrested on them. I had hard, dark-red nipples that thrust from across-the-board ring of color. He licked his lip at the batch of them. They were n't stilted titties. Those were all-natural F-cups. He groaned as he stared at them, tosh running over his chin.

"You can touch them,"I said, thrusting my knocker out at him."You used to when you were a baby."I circled both my ring of color with my finger's breadth."You used to breastfeed from here."I touched my in good order nipple."And here."I pinched my left, my cunt clenching.

He groaned and then he darted his head forward and latched onto my in good order mamilla. I pinched the left nub as he suckled. I groaned, my slit imbibition in the tingles his mouth 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 pap with hunger. I ran my right helping hand through his brownish hairsbreadth. 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 amazing.

He sucked with such hunger, my pussy clenching from the violence. I shuddered, my hips wiggling from slope to side. He drew in my whole ring of color with his hungriness. I threw back my head word. My pussy clenched, the passion rushing through me.

It was amazing to experience. Just a delectation. I bit my lip, loving this impish heat that flowed through me. My pelvis wiggled from side to side, my pussy on fire. My juice trickled out of my pussy and ran down my thighs.

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

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

"Yes, yes, you 're getting my twat all nice and ready for your tongue,"I moaned."mama 's going to drown you in snatch 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 mummy, 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 tremendous. 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 warm right hand now. I pulled his foreland from my breast, my nipple popping out of his mouth. Then I kissed him. I planted my mouth rightfield on his. I thrust my spit 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 lust that brimmed inside of me. I loved the taste of him. The feel. I plunged my tongue to the hilt in him, reaching for the book binding of his tonsilla.

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

I needed to swim my son in my passion.

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

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

"Yes, Mom,"he groaned.

"Mmm, my sexy son is going to worship that naughty kettle of fish that brought him in the world."I smiled down at him as I settled my legs around his straits. I lowered my furred muff to his grimace, staring at his oculus between my swaying breast."You want to eat mummy 's slit, do n't you ? That 's why you watch all that MILF porno. All those racy step-moms. You want the real thing."

"Yes !"he gasped.

I settled my black bush right on his oral fissure. I shuddered as I did. I felt my curls spilling over his lips than my labia kissed him. I groaned at the incestuous link of my snatch on his face. He moaned as he stared up at me.

"Now lick,"I moaned."Caress through my sheepcote. razz me. banquet on me. bear witness me how much you love the sense of taste of my snatch, Kevin ! Love your mum 's snatch !"

He licked.

His clapper slid through my folds. I gasped and shuddered from his wicked cam stroke. The pleasure rushed through my body. It was unbelievable to find. To experience. My entire eubstance shuddered. I panted, my heart throbbing in my chest. My son licked at my cunt.

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

The delight rippled through me while his bluing eyes stared up at my swaying tits. I smiled down at him between my jiggling breasts. The pleasance rippled through me, stirred up by his tongue drubbing at my snatch with bolder and bolder strokes.

"Oh, yes, yes, Kevin, tell mommy how a great deal you love her pussy."

"So honest,"my son croaked."hoot, Mom, you taste amazing."

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

He thrust his tongue into my pussy.

"Yes !"

I felt that thick knife wiggling about in my cunt. I shuddered, my pussy clenching as he stirred his tongue around in my twat. He swirled it against my sensitive bulwark, the pleasure rippling through me. My button rubbed on his upper lip, sparks flaring.

My dope jiggled as I shuddered. I whimpered and moaned, the bed creaking as I rubbed my furred muff into my son 's lip. Just having his tongue back inside of my twat was amazing. Every mother should experience this delectation with their son. It was amazing. Fantastic. It made me tremor 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 snatch.

"Just keep licking,"I panted, grinding on him."Just keep sucking at my puss. Oh, yes, yes, you 're doing so good. You 're making your female parent feel amazing. That 's wonderful. Oh, yes, yes, you 're so delightful. Ram that tongue into my twat. Ooh, yes, yes, reach me cum."

He fucked his natural language in and out of my pussy. My back arched. I shuddered, my tits swaying from position to side. I shuddered, loving the spirit of his glossa dancing around in me. That howling appendage stirred around in me. It was amazing to feel. Just so fantastic. I loved it as I climbed closer and closer to cumming.

finisher and airless to drowning my son in my pussy cream. I would loose a wonderful outpouring of cream that would make me detonate. It was delicious. I savored this moment. I enjoyed my son lapping at me with hunger. He licked me out with such feverous demand. It was amazing. I loved every second of it. I savored the delectable pleasure he gave me.

My drumhead threw back. The bliss swelled through me. It was amazing. Just such a wonderfully joy to savor. I bit my turn down lip as he swirled through my puss. His glossa was perfect. I would have such a overnice orgasm.

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

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

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

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

He sucked hard.

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

He groped my ass. He kneaded my fundament as he dug his finger's breadth into my flesh. I savored it. Loved him groping me. It was incredible to enjoy. My head word tossed from position to side, fateful hair dancing. My pussycat clenched every meter he sucked.

"Kevin !"I moaned.

He nursed. My bud burst with sparks.

"Yes !"

I came.

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

My pussy ointment gushed out of me as the fire blazed across my intellect. Depraved raptus consumed my thought. I loved it. I bucked and shuddered, my mammilla heaving from the joy of this moment. It was intense. Delicious. Amazing. It was almost everything I craved from my son.

I just wanted one 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 emollient !"

He drank down my cream. He licked at me, moaning. His strokes sent new joy blaze through me. It felt so unbelievable. How foresighted 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 crest.

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

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

"Mmm, do you require to feel Mommy 's pussy 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 prick throbbed in my hired hand."Do you want to pump all your semen in ma 's cunt ?"

"Yes !"

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

His heart widened in awe as I straightened upright, my boobs jiggling. Then I sank my cunt down his peter. Slowly. I swallowed inch after glorious column inch of my son 's big putz. I groaned out my pleasure, reveling in every minute of delight. Every lowest irregular of cloud nine. This was incredible. Amazing. My face contorted in delight. A big grin crossed my back talk as I took Thomas More and More of his dick.

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

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

"Fuck, yes !"

"Ooh, Mommy 's big, warm son needs a real number woman."

His paw shot up and grabbed my dope. He squeezed my big tits with his secure fingers. My cunt 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 joy.

I squeezed my cunt and then slue my pussy up his putz. I groaned at the wonderful joy of his big dick caressing all my naughty second. It was incredible. Amazing. I groaned out my delight. I loved every second of his hammer caressing my pussy walls.

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

"I fucking get it on 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 dick to the hilt. I groaned as my cunt swallowed every inch of him. I gobbled up his shaft. My back arched. My boobs swayed and jiggled. I grinned at him, the joy surging through my body. It was amazing to enjoy.

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

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

My tits jiggled in his hand as I worked my excited twat up and down his cock. The friction of his girth massaged my kitty-cat wall. 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 clock time I bottomed out on him, my clit volley with sparks. The bliss showered through me. They splashed over my mind, drenching my thoughts in such gamey delight.

"Yes, yes, yes !"I moaned, savoring the silky glide of riding his prick. The pleasance built and built in me."Oh, that 's howling. That 's dumbfound. Kevin !"

"Mom !"

My coming swelled and swelled as I rode him. It grew so fast. His stopcock felt so pure in my slit. He reached to my cervix every time like he was sized just for my pussy. I groaned, my snatch squeezing about him. His dick throbbed in my twat while his hand squeezed my tits. I whimpered, moaned, my fuzz dancing around my shoulders.

I slammed my cunt down his chummy cock. That big tool reached so late into me. My pussy drank in the friction. I ground my pubic bone into his button. He groaned, his hands squeezing my tits. His blueing eye stared up at me with such hunger.

"Mom !"he groaned.

That one tidings set me off. The taboo nature of it. The depraved delight of hearing my son moan it while my slit had taken every inch of his big and throbbing dick. I threw back my headspring and howled out my pleasure.

"Kevin !"I screamed as I came.

My pussy spasmed around his big and throbbing dick. My cunt went untamed. My flesh rippled and writhed around him. I bucked and shuddered on him, the waves of ecstasy rushing through my trunk. Mighty tidal wave of bliss that drowned my mind.

I threw back my head and howled out my exaltation. I bucked and shuddered on his cock, my cunt rippling and writhing. The spasming bliss shot through me. It was incredible. I groaned, my mind crapulence in the ecstasy.

"Shit, Mom !"he groaned.

"Cum in mummy 's pussy !"I panted, my puss writhing around his big dick."Kevin, cum in mommy 's naughty cunt ! contribute mama your cum !"

"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 jet of his jizz flooded my cunt. He squirted it right against my cervix. His seed flooded into my womb. This rush flooded through me.

More blissfulness drowned my intellect. I gasped and moaned, my pussy massaging his spurting dick. He pumped me full of all his hot and scrumptious cum. He filled me to the brim with his baby-making mettle. I groaned, loving every here and now 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 nuts. I shuddered on him and leaned forward over him. His hands fell from my breast. I pressed my mammilla into his chest and kissed his pussy-flavored mouth.

I tasted tangy and delicious.

I kissed my son with hungriness. I loved him, dancing my glossa around inside of his sass. He groaned into the kiss, stroking my back, his cock going soft in my twat full moon of his jizz. I felt so wonderful right now. So complete.

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

"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 inviolable. power even last another calendar month. I did n't mind. My son was helping me pass it in style. He ate my cunt three times a day, and I rewarded him with blowjob, my twat, and even my son of a bitch.

I hummed as I waited on the pregnancy trial run. It had been such a wonderful two weeks, and I was eagre for more. I was my son 's gamey mommy. I smiled when the pink line appeared. This time, I would sleep with who the father of my tike was.

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

"Kevin,"I called,"mom needs your service !"

The END of this Incestuous taradiddle of the Quarantine