Erotica in foreign languages usually doesn’t pay much attention to the dialogues during the H. It’s just some descriptions of the action, which is always a bit lacking in flavor.
After reading Brother Mustang’s original draft, I thought the part about the mother and son while the husband was in the kitchen was good.
Thank you all.
Ch1
Patricia. Jackson looked at the alarm clock in the kitchen, the time was 10:30 am.
Her son, Andy, was not yet up and she was getting worried that her seventeen year old son had been spending most of his time either in bed or in front of the TV since he came home from college two weeks ago. She was angry that most of the movies her son watched were small. Her son should follow the example of his other friends and spend his summer vacation working or doing something good for his body and mind.
She went to the door of her son’s room and knocked on the door, 11:00 am was still up, when she got no response she opened the door and walked in, the curtains in the room were drawn making the room dark. She went to the window and pulled back the curtains to let the sunlight in, then turned to look at her son who was sleeping in his bed, the sheets were being kicked to the side and her son was sprawled out on his back completely naked.
She turned her back in embarrassment but couldn’t help but turn again to look at her son’s muscular back. Her heart began to race with the excitement of fifteen years of exposure to nothing but her husband’s ripe body.
She was a little curious and wanted to see more of the male body in front of her, her son rolled over just then and she hurriedly turned around, hastily thinking about how she would explain if her son woke up, luckily Andy was still asleep.
After a few seconds, she turned around again and let out a little whimper as her son’s lower body was erect and his foreskin was retracting back to reveal the egg-like purplish-red glans. She swallowed with some difficulty, the eleven inches of manhood was even bigger than her husband’s. It wasn’t the same little boy who had helped him bathe ten years ago.
She kind of wanted to go up there and kiss that incredible length with her mouth, wrap her tongue around that powerful erection and make it shoot out gouts of hot, thick passion. Guilt made her feel a little sick just thinking about it.
“God, I can’t believe I’m having incestuous thoughts about my own son.”
She turned and walked out of the room and gently closed the door behind her.
Andy heard the door to his room close and immediately jumped out of bed, this was his plan working and couldn’t help but laugh softly, he was sure of a previous thought in his mind, his mother needed a dildo to fill her up. He decided to go down on his own mother, the housewife whose husband was busy working, as soon as he got home.
His mother was a sexy woman, although she was already 41 years old, her body was still moving, huge breasts because she did not wear a bra, the red nipples could be seen from the outside of the T-Shirt. Her buttocks were round, firm and elastic, and her waist was slim, and the thought of having sex with such a body in bed, and it was his own mother, made Andy’s rod rise to the point of pain.
“Andy,” called his mother from downstairs.
“What is it?”
“Come on down for breakfast.”
Andy laughed maliciously and replied, “It’s-coming.”
When Andy came into the kitchen, his mother was washing dishes in the sink, wearing skinny blue jeans and a GAP t-shirt.
Andy sat at the dining room table, his eyes focused on the line of his mother’s rounded buttocks, his rod almost holding up his pants again.
“What are you going to do today” Patricia asked his son, she didn’t look back, a little embarrassed by the morning’s events. Her mind was still filled with her son’s sinewy prick and the glass in her hand fell into the water, splashing and wetting her chest.
“Shit,” she cursed under her breath
Andy looked at his mother, he knew what she was thinking and asked “Are you okay mom”
“Uh-huh,” Patricia replied and tried to erase her son’s prick from her mind.
Andy settled for breakfast and then took the dishes and came up behind his mother and pressed his body against her solid back, Patricia sucked in a breath at her son’s move, she could clearly feel his erection rubbing against the flesh of her ass
“Mom, I’ll wash these.” Andy whispered in her ear, finished and picked up the dishes from his mother’s hands and began to wash them. Patricia was thus sandwiched between her son and the sink, and her son’s erection was naughtily thrusting up and down her ass. Her pulse raced, overwhelmed by her son’s actions.
Andy took his time washing the dishes, enjoying the sensual touch of two bodies of flesh, a smile on his lips, his eyes and looking down at his tented lower body topping his mother’s ass. When the washing was done he set the dishes in the dish dryer.
“All washed up, I’m going to do some sunbathing.”
With that said Andy turned and walked towards the back door, Patricia remained where she stood, her pussy hot and damp from the contact between the two of them, the phallus that she had imagined in her mind earlier was just now doing a naughty tease on her ass, and that thick phallus was her son’s. She felt that she should go back upstairs to her room and finger herself properly, imagining that she was making love to her son to get a good release.
Ch2
She took deep breaths to clear her mind of the nasty thoughts and decided to find something to do like going to the grocery store. She went to the back door to tell Andy she was going out, Andy was getting ready to enter the water in his swim trunks, she looked at her son’s toned body, strong slender legs, thick arms and felt her pussy getting wetter, without even thinking about it she moved her fingers between her legs and stroked and rubbed herself through her jeans.
At that moment the front door to the living room opened and her husband Carl walked in, Patricia stopped moving in a hurry and returned to the kitchen. She watched her 55 year old husband walk into the kitchen and realized that she could barely remember the last time she had sex.
“Are you okay.” Carl asked as he kissed his wife on the cheek “You seem a little agitated, what’s going on”
My son’s prick flashed into my mind like a slide show.
“Everything’s fine, it’s just a little hot today.”
“Sure, where’s Andy.”
“I guess he’s swimming.”
“Well, at least he’s not staying in bed.” Carl checked his watch.
“Man, the next meeting is starting again, I just came back to get my papers, I’ll be back at four today, go away.” With that Carl left.
Patricia opened the back door to tell Andy that she was also going out and that he was getting out of the pool. Patricia could clearly see the shape of her son’s rod peeking out of his swim trunks, and she stood silently by the shadowy door, watching as Andy picked up his towel and removed his swim trunks, his huge rod now swaying between his legs.
Seeing this, Patricia subconsciously rubbed her hand between her legs against her labia. Andy took his swim trunks and walked over to the rosette head next to the pool to rinse them off, as he turned he saw his mother standing by the door watching him.
Distressed, Patricia removed her hand from between her legs and looked at the floor, her son had seen her, what was she to do. Andy came over to her naked, his prick throbbing between his legs, towel in hand.
“Mom, you really should come along, this is really comfortable.” As he said this, he wrapped the towel around his waist.
“Um─later, I was just about to go to the grocery store to pick up a few things I need for dinner.”
Patricia watched as her son’s erect rod propped up from under the towel in front of her underground dangling body. Her face began to turn red and her heart raced.
“Need anything” she tried to calm down
“Mom, you can go later, what you need is a little sunshine.”
“Put your bikini on and lie in the sun.”
Andy placed her hand on her mother’s arm and she felt as if a little spark rubbed off. She thought that she could do an hour of sunbathing before going shopping.
“I think you’re right, I’m going to go change.”
As Andy’s mother came up the stairs, he floated another devilish grin.
When Andy saw his mother from his sunglasses, she was wearing a tight white bikini. The shape of her nipples could be clearly seen, and as he lowered his gaze, the bikini revealed the shape of both of his mother’s labia. The slender legs were still flexible from working out a lot. As his mother got down on the recliner beside him
“Man, it’s really hot today.” His mother murmured, closing her eyes to let the sun shine on her back.
Andy picked up the sunscreen and walked over to crouch next to his mother.
“Mom, let me rub sunscreen on your back.”
Before Patricia could reply, Andy applied the sunscreen to her mother’s body and made gentle circles.
“Mom, it’s okay, your muscles are a little tense.” His hands were still moving over his mother’s body.
“Ah, I’m probably a little tired, your dad’s snoring last night didn’t make me sleep very well.”
“Well, I can hear it from my room too.”
Andy said as he moved his hands to his mother’s hips, and his mother couldn’t help but bring her rounded buttocks up Andy smiled a little and moved his fingers further between his mother’s legs rubbing his mom’s pussy
Pythea felt her son’s fingers on her pussy, and a part of her brain kicked in as she was startled by his actions. The instinct in her body made her close her eyes.
“Andy, stop what you’re doing.” She tried to stoke her anger, but the desire inside her grew stronger.
“Mom, isn’t that what you wanted, tell me you don’t want it.”
Andy increased the force of his hand
“Andy, please stop.” Patricia couldn’t control her thirst and could only hope that her son would automatically stop.
Wordlessly Andy left her hand on her mother’s pussy and she breathed a sigh of relief, but her pussy was oozing a hint of lust from her desire. Andy then removed her mother’s bikini from her lower body and with one hand groped her mother’s rounded ass cheeks and with the other spread her mother’s legs apart to see the lush pussy and parted her fingers between her mother’s slightly damp labia and slipped her fingers inside.
“Uh-oh. Uh-oh.”
Patricia gasped from the excitement, her son’s was finger raping her, fingering her pussy, she told herself she shouldn’t be enjoying this, but she knew from her body clearly she wanted her son to do this to her.
“Andy, uh–God I’m your mom–uh–” her voice was weak, and her hips lifted involuntarily as she lay there.
Andy knew exactly what to do at this point, and he focused his attack on his mother’s clitoris, teasing that quick little nub of pleasure over and over.
“Oooh-ooh-that’s it-baby-push harder-ah-ah-ah,” she said as her body bobbed and her pussy clenched involuntarily around her son’s fingers.
Andy looked at her mother’s buttocks, like a delicious watery peach, and put her mouth on her mother’s left buttock and gently bit it. The physical pain combined with the lustful feeling in her heart made her a bit crazy
“Ah-Andy-don’t bite-Mom-Mom.”
“Ahh-faster-ahh-heavier-that’s where it’s at-grind harder-” Andy followed his mother’s request, rubbing two fingers over her clit as his mother bobbed even harder.
“More-ah-ah-ah-ah.”
Andy felt his mother approaching orgasm, her sweaty ass glistening in the afternoon sun, he could smell the lewd odor emanating from between her legs, and with his other hand he pulled the top half of her bikini off and stroked and tugged at her breasts, feeling her mother’s nipples harden and stand up in his fingertips as waves of pleasure sent Patricia into a world of madness.
“Ohh-ohh… please… kiss… stick your big cock in… mom… want to… A.-A.-heavy… stick it in.”
“Mom, do you want what you saw this morning?”
“You asshole–so–you knew–ah–ah–ah,” she said as she neared her climax.
Suddenly the sound of a car’s engine came from the front yard and she opened her eyes to realize it was 4:15, oh my, her husband was home.
“Andy, your father’s home.”
Patricia began to tense up, afraid that her husband would see that she was now having her pussy finger pumped by her own son, Andy withdrew his finger, looked at his mother’s lewdness on his finger and began to lick it with his hand. His mother stood up and slipped the bottom half of her bikini on to cover the freshly excavated pussy and turned to face her son, Andy still licking the lewdness from her fingers.
“Mom, you taste so good.” Andy had an impish grin on his face
In a fit of rage, Patricia raised her hand to slap her son and Andy grabbed it with one hand and pulled his mother towards him, grabbing her hips with the other hand, when the slamming of the front door came and Andy began to kiss his mother on the lips.
She tried to resist her son’s kisses as he slipped his hands into her mother’s bikini, gripping her hips, his tongue attempting to penetrate deeper, and her mother’s lustful desires were rekindled, forgetting her husband as their tongues intertwined with each other.
“Anyone home?” came Carl’s voice.
Patricia moved her hand to her son’s rod and began to rub it gently through the towel, the longing of her pussy filling her body once again making her a little reckless
“Someone’s home,” Carl’s voice came from the back door, out of sight of his husband from their current position.
The tension caused Patricia to come to her senses and break away from her son’s encircling arms, Andy let go but used one of his hands to play with his mother’s erect nipples.
“Hey, we’re here, what are you doing”, the mother responded to her husband.
“Prepare some drinks, do you want anything,” replied Carl.
“Okay, some martinis–” Andy bent down to lick his mother’s right nipple at this point, and she tried desperately to keep the moans from escaping her mouth, the licking of the sensitive nipple bringing another wave of pleasure, and the fact that his husband was twenty feet away, and that she and her son could be caught at any moment, made her even more lascivious.
“–I want a little martini,” trying to control the tone of her voice while pushing her son’s head toward her red hard nipples. Andy covered the entire breast with one hand, bringing the nipple into his mouth as he did so, while the other hand came to his mother’s pussy once again and began a second incursion.
“Oh… oh, my God…” my mother whimpered.
“Here’s the wine.” The husband’s voice came from the kitchen
“Stop, Andy–your dad–oh–your–dad–ah–ah–ah,” she couldn’t finish her sentence. The sensual pleasure was making her dizzy.
Andy left his mother so she could get her breath back.
“You’re right, soon, next time we’ll finish it.” Andy smiled and turned towards another back door that avoided the kitchen, Patricia stood there watching her son leave, her pussy still hot and aching, her son had worked his magic on her, she brushed her hair back, picked up the top half of her bikini and put it on, sitting down on the lounge chair
Carl came with the tray and smiled at her, not noticing anything wrong with it
“Did anything happen today while I was at work,” he asked.
Patricia kept her head down, guilt keeping her from looking at her husband ……..
Ch3
As the evening wore on, Patricia kept herself busy doing things, but her mind was filled with flashbacks of her son’s fingers in her pussy in the afternoon, and the arousal caused by the fact that Andy had made her reach her breaking point, but hadn’t finished it.
It was just her and Carl for dinner, Andy had run out to find a friend, and after dinner and the cleanup, Patricia went back to her bedroom early, a little tired from the afternoon’s scare and determined not to let her son’s behavior toward her happen again. She fell into a deep sleep.
When Andy looked at the alarm clock it was two in the morning, he quietly opened the door to his room and headed for his parents bedroom, the sound of his father’s snoring came in bursts, opening the door to his parents bedroom he walked in, his father was sleeping on his side facing the wall, his mother was lying face up beside him, Andy was excited by what he was about to do, his cock began to get erect, he went to his mother’s position, coming between her feet on the bed moved the sheet from her body to her neck and began to brush his lips lightly and suck his mother’s toes with his mouth.
Patricia thought she was in the middle of a raunchy beautiful dream, Andy used his tongue to lick and fondle his mother’s leg and nibble gently with his teeth, her mother began to shake her body in response to his kisses in her dream, he used his hand mother to remove her panties down at the waistline.
Patricia felt her panties leaving her waistline and, half-awake, she lifted her hips to help the hands.
“This isn’t a dream, Carl hasn’t been like this in a long time.” Suddenly she realized that her husband beside her was still making regular snoring noises. And the lower body was being kissed as the owner of the mouth pushed his tongue toward the vagina.
“Oh…” she whimpered, if it wasn’t Carl, it was…
“Andy, please stop–” she whispered, her husband lying beside her as she tried to turn to escape her son’s tongue. Andy realized this and grabbed his mother’s thighs with both hands to keep her from escaping.
“Ahh–no–no more–” Andy didn’t listen, licking his tongue mercilessly against his mother’s clitoris.
“Ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh!”
“No–I’m your–Mom–ah–ah–“
“Oh… oh… it’s beautiful…”
For fear of waking up her husband, the volume had to be controlled, the pleasure of stolen sex made the desire in her body rise again, she couldn’t help swinging her hips, hooking her legs around her son’s shoulders, her torso was oozing sweat due to passion.
“”A.-Son – come on – I’m going to stick it in your – thing.”” Patricia heard herself making a plea for her son to fuck her.
“Hold on, I’m not done on my end.” Andy ran his tongue in and out of his mother’s pussy, drinking all the lewd juices that flowed out as he brought his hands up to her breasts, grabbing her large round breasts and rubbing them together, and his fingers kept picking at the nipples, causing them to become erect and stand up.
“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.”
Her son shrugged and thrust his tongue fiercely between her legs, rubbing against her pussy fiercely. She couldn’t stop herself from crying out, her low moans mingling with her husband’s snores. She bit the corner of the sheet into her mouth to keep the louder waves of moans from coming out. As she moved her hips off the bed to meet it upwards, she pressed her head against the wall for support. As Patricia neared her orgasm from the oral sex with her son, she just felt her pussy about to melt and explode, and she could no longer control her moans.
“Oooooh mom’s coming. Let it out.”
Patricia spat the sheet out of her mouth as she climaxed, her pussy spasming involuntarily as she arched her back and broke the silence of the most intense action. She arched her back and broke the silence of the most intense action. Panting gasps escaped her mouth as the pleasure pounded through her body.
Andy drank all of the lustful juice that continued to flow out of her pussy. As her son moved, Patricia climbed back upward from the aftermath of her orgasm, her legs trembling as she came a second time.
“God, incestuous oral sex with my own son actually brought me to an orgasm I hadn’t experienced before.”
She thought in her mind. However, her mouth was still lascivious with her son’s movements.
“Ah, that’s it. Oh, God, oh, God, oh, God, oh, God.”
Her lustful cries rang through the room when the final wave of orgasm hit, and all she could do was lie helplessly on the bed, waiting for her breathing to slowly subside and her body to sweat with joy.
Still between her legs Andy teased her clit with his tongue, pleased to have made his mother have more than one orgasm and to have once again felt her pussy respond to his tongue.
“Honey, are you okay” beside her Carl was obviously awakened by the lustful sounds she had just made, Patricia felt a surge of nervousness but she still gripped her son’s head between her legs, Andy’s long hot tongue seemed to have a magical power that made her not want to let it part from her pussy for a moment.
“Honey, Paul apologizes, just had a nightmare and broke out in a cold sweat.” Patricia couldn’t help but smile as she answered.
“So do you want me to sleep next to you” Carl asked
Andy knew it was time to leave, she slid her body away and moved her tongue from her mother’s pussy to the inside of her legs. Patricia felt her son leaving her sweaty body and she leaned toward her husband and wrapped her arms around him.
“Believe me, darling, no one can touch you while I’m here,” her husband said dreamily.
Andy climbed out of the room quietly, an impish smile spreading across his face.
Patricia’s body still shuddered, recalling the naughty, naughty sensations her son’s tongue had left her with. Imagining how pleasurable it would be to have his huge, fat, thick rod pumping back and forth inside her, Patricia fell asleep in the midst of this lascivious fantasy.
When she woke up early the next morning, she felt a little disgusted with herself.
“God, what kind of mother have I become to let my own son have oral sex with me, it’s totally wrong.”
She wasn’t a devout believer, but was convinced that she and her son had done enough to send herself to hell.
She was in the kitchen preparing breakfast for her husband, who was clearly unaware of what had happened last night two feet from his body.
“What kind of nightmare did you have last night,” he asked at the table.
“Well, not remembering very well.” She lied.
Once again she felt guilty that her son had misled her. Maybe Andy didn’t realize that last night had been wrong, and a little exasperated, she decided that she would have to have a talk with her son later, after her husband left.
Carl left home for work at eight o’clock, he kissed his wife on the cheek and jumped in the car. As she watched her husband leave, she went upstairs determined to make her son realize that he had made a serious mistake. She entered her son’s room like a storm without knocking, the curtains were still closed and the room was dark, she angrily pulled the curtains to let the sunlight in and turned to the bed where her son was sleeping. This time her son was covered with a sheet. His dark hair was tangled on his head and he was still asleep when Patricia shook his shoulder.
“Andy, get up, I need to talk to you about what happened last night.” She yelled at her son.
Andy opened his eyes when his mother shook him.
“Alright, I’m awake.”
“Andy, we need to talk about what happened last night.”
“Go ahead, I’m listening.” Andy lay on the bed, looking upward at her mother, who was wearing a pink robe with a tight belt around the middle, the shape of her breasts showing very clearly from the robe.
“Andy, you know what kind of bad things you did last night.”
“Mom, you didn’t complain about any of this last night when I licked you to orgasm.”
“Andy, please, I’m trying to explain myself to you.”
“Mom, how many times did you come last night?”
“Andy,” she yelled a little out of control.
“I think you’re only here now for the purpose of seeing my huge cock, aren’t you, pussy mom.”
“No, I wanted to tell you.”
She hadn’t finished her sentence when her son pulled the sheets up and stood up, he was completely naked, and under his straddle the long, thick cock was already sticking up like a rock.
He turned his cock towards his mother and Patricia took a few steps backwards, her son’s move was unexpected, she looked at her son’s glistening rod, the tip of which was already oozing a little bit of manly arousal and lust, and the shaft danced gently in front of her eyes, as if it were a viper with outstretched snakes for prey to the mother who had given birth to her. She could no longer take her eyes off what seemed like the most ferocious of earthly weapons.
“Mom, do you want this,” Andy said to his mother rubbing his rod in his hand. Her son’s foreskin was stretching back and forth as the glans kept appearing and disappearing. It was as if she was being hypnotized. God, her son’s sinewy prick got bigger. Standing there vertically, all she wanted now was to take the rod into her hand and suck it with her little mouth.
“No, stop what you’re doing Andy, I just want to talk to you about it.” She tried to convince herself, but seeing her son rubbing his prick was making her less and less sure of exactly what she wanted.
“Then tell me, Mom, tell me how I’m a bad boy, tell me it’s wrong.”
Andy walks towards her mother, but she tries to pull away and step back. Andy came to her mother and moved her hand to the waistband of her mother’s robe, she tried to pull back further but Andy had already tightened her grip on the waistband and untied it, her robe was then open revealing her half naked torso.
She took a deep breath as Andy moved forward once again removing her mother’s robe and letting it fall to the floor, all she had on her now was a pair of panties, as she tried to step back further she found her lower back against something and couldn’t move, she turned to see that it was Andy’s desk.
Andy came up behind his mother and admired her flesh, round, firm breasts that showed no signs of sagging in a middle-aged woman. The areolas were deep red, round and large, and the nipples were fully erect. His eyes moved down to the rounded buttocks and firm thighs below.
“Andy, what are you trying to do?”
Patricia turned to look at her son, half naked and exposed to his lust filled gaze causing her to feel a slight ache in her pussy, her son looked like he was going to eat her alive, even with her arms covering her breasts she felt naked. She looked down and saw that her son’s rod was looming large not more than a few inches near the small of her back. Her pulse grew faster, the pain in her pussy more intense, and her lust began to moisten what was left of her panties.
He came to his mother and grabbed her back by the waist, when his hands touched her skin she just felt a wave of weakness and leaned her shoulders back, Andy moved his hands to his mother’s shoulders and gently ran his fingers down her arms before removing her hands from her breasts, he pulled her hands back up to those rounded hips and lifted his mother off the ground with all his might. He bent his head and took a nipple in his mouth and gently asked for it.
“Oooh” she moaned out, no longer able to restrain the desire that was building inside her, knowing that this time she was going to be penetrated by her son with a rod of flesh, and her body couldn’t help but tremble with pleasure at the thought that he was going to be moving in and out of her for the most forbidden of sexual encounters. She was determined that even if she did have to go to hell, she was going to enjoy the ride of the meat stick making contact with her pussy.
He carried his mother over to the desk, sat her down and pulled her panties off and let them slide down to her ankles, the only sense of ethics left in the moment with the lust-soaked pants forgotten at his mother’s feet. His hand came to the back of his mother’s neck and exerted effort to bring her lips to his own. Their lips touched fiercely, the son’s tongue intertwined with his mother’s like a knot, and his hand gently stroked her hair.
Patricia, for her part, wrapped her arms around her own son’s strong ass muscles so that he could get closer to her, and in the passionate kiss she could feel her son’s huge prick touching her inner thighs, the lustful fluid from the tip of the glans leaving a glistening trail on the delicate skin as it slid.
Andy moved his hands underneath his mother, his rod with its huge glans came to the outside of her pussy lips and after a few gentle rubs there, he lifted her hips up and sent an inch of his prick into her pussy.
“Oooooh, my God, ah.”
She moaned out as her son thrust his rod, which was entering her with unstoppable force, her pussy stretched open from the invasion of his huge rod.
“Ooooohhhhh baby, my sweet, sweet son, you’re so big ah so good.”
Patricia tightened the muscles of her flesh even as her son’s huge rod disappeared without being in her cunt, and she wrapped her legs around her son’s waistline so that the two of them could keep their lower parts close together. Andy felt his rod being sucked and pulled into a warm and tight space, his mom’s pussy. He let out a moan even as the last of his inches went in.
“Mmm, Mom, your pussy is so beautiful.”
She closed her eyes shyly as she heard the praise coming from her son’s mouth and continued to use her vaginal muscles to clamp down on her own son’s rod.
She continued in this position for a while, her breathing getting heavier and heavier from the excitement brought on by the incestuous intercourse, her breasts already bright red from the passion, as she rubbed them against her own son’s chest, who still had his hands on his mother’s hips, bearing her weight. And used his mouth to tease her earlobe.
She began to swing her hips up and down so that her son’s rod could satisfy her lustful needs because of the teasing of her erogenous zones and the fact that the rod was only in her pussy without any further action.
“Come on, fuck me, good son born of my pussy, come on, fuck your mommy with the big prick I gave you.”
As soon as he heard his mother’s lewd sounds, he couldn’t hold back any longer, and with both hands propped up on the desk, he began to move his hips and thrust his rod up and down into his mother.
“Yeah, that’s it, A.A. ohh…good, stick it in mommy goodh”
The slutty mother began screaming at the top of her lungs, trying to wax lyrical about the pleasure of having her son in and out of his pussy.
“Puff, puff, puff,” the lustful water made a lustful sound as the mother’s pussy made intense contact with her son’s prick.
Andy pressed his entire chest against his mother’s breasts, the two of them hugging each other so tightly that it made it seem as if his mother’s big tits were going to be crushed. His hand also came to the lower joint of the two, stroking around the flesh as he thrust.
This action, together with the violent thrusting of his prick, brought out a large amount of his mother’s lewd water, making the joint between mother and son a wet and dripping mess. As he pumped, he wiped some of the lewd juice with his hand and brought it to his mother.
“Mom, did your son fuck you good, look, what’s this, tell me if it’s not the worst thing ever to have your son’s meat stick pumping inside your mom’s pussy.”
“Ahh, pussy is going to be so good, so, so beautiful, mom’s pussy is so beautiful, my dear son, this is this is the most beautiful thing in the world” she was near the edge of insanity from her lustful cravings.
“Come on, mom is coming, fuck mom’s pussy hard, fuck me with the same force you used to eat mom’s milk.” The mother’s lust-filled pussy was nearing orgasm from the pumping of her son’s prick and demanded vigorous strokes.
“Ahh here it comes, fuck fuck fuck it’s coming out my own son mom is being turned over by your thrusts” she arched her back and her lower body gave a jolt of thrusts, hoping to get her son’s rod deeper in. Andy felt his mother’s flesh underneath him tighten, the muscles of her pussy kept contracting and a hot stream followed, he couldn’t help himself.
“Oooh mom’s pussy is so beautiful, oooh so tightly clenched mmmmmmmmmm” with a tingle down his spine, he drove his rod even harder into his mother’s slutty pussy, with an intensity as if he was going to send all of his lower body into that wonderful pussy and at the same time ejaculate his own hot cum into the depths of his mother’s womb as well.
“Oh, Mom.”
“Ohhhh, good boy, that’s a good shot for mom.”
Mother and son moaned out in pleasure at the same time, reveling in the aftermath of their orgasms, their breathing still heavy from the passion, the incestuous interplay between mother and son causing the two to enjoy a sexual climax they had never experienced before, their hands still roaming over each other’s bodies. Andy’s rod subsided after his ejaculation.
“Mom, don’t tell me you’re not enjoying this.” Andy recovered first, whispering in his mother’s ear and using one hand to manipulate her left breast, his mouth not idle as he licked and sucked on the little nub, making it stand up.
“Well, my dear son, mom has to admit that it was a very intense orgasm” she moved her hand to where they met and pulled the rod out of her pussy and went to work rubbing it back and forth with her hand, her son’s prick beginning to harden again at her touch.
“Mmmm, bad son.” She smiled, watching her son’s rod return to its original erect hardness.
“It looks like my own son is trying to be mean to his mother again.”
She pulled on her son’s rod and brought him to the bed so he could lie down. The son smiled upward at the woman in front of him as his mother brought her beautiful flesh to the top of her big cock
“Good son, mom’s coming, stick your bad thing in mommy again.”
Said the mother as she let her son’s rod enter her.