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Story Codes: Male/Female, Female Masturbation, Mind Control, Incest, Oral Sex, Virgin, Hot Wife, Cheating, Cuckold

Comments are very welcome. I would like all criticism, positive and negative, so long as it’s constructive, and feedback is very appreciated.

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Cupid

My wings fluttered as I soared through the night. The sun would rise on Valentine’s Day, and my quiver of love arrows was eager to fly.

The joy of Valentine’s Day was making… new lovers. To bring together those who would never have found love without the sting of my arrows. I had set my sights on my target. I fluttered toward the Anderson household.

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Jim Anderson

“Yes, yes, yes!” Mom’s muffled moans through the walls drew me out of sleep.

“Again?” I groaned, rolling onto my back. I glanced at the clock. My alarm wasn’t supposed to go off for twenty minutes. “Fuck.”

“Pound me! Oh, oh, pound my naughty cunt!” she whimpered.

“Geez, Mom,” I groaned, hating that I shared a bedroom wall with my parents. They were so fucking horny. They were in their forties. They should be done with sex. And the words… They were like in a porno.

Mom was a screamer, and Dad had stamina.

I wanted to vomit. I reached for my headphones to drown out the sounds they were making. I could hear the muffled impact. I shivered at that. What was wrong with them? They had children in the house.

I whined about it once to Dad, and he just said, “Son, that’s why you’re here. You’re eighteen. Don’t like it, you can move out.”

I was going to college. Shit was expensive. So I needed to live in the house, but… Damn. It was the morning. Usually, it was the weekend or something. I would just get out of the house, but now… I turned on some music and lay on my side, staring at my clock.

I needed to get a girlfriend. It was Valentine’s Day. God, it would be so annoying at school. I bet my female professors would be getting flowers or teddy bears. They’d make a big deal out of having someone who cared about them.

Couples would be kissing and shit. Flaunting that they had someone. I wanted to have someone. Jacking off just wasn’t the same. Watching porn was all I had and… Shit, I was awake. I rolled onto my back and pulled out my phone.

I went to the Hub and…

Rolled my eyes. So much fucking step-mother/son shit. I hated that stuff. It was gross. Like, dude, that was supposed to be your mother. I found some nice barely legal schoolgirl stuff and stroked one out.

My alarm was going off when I finished.

So were Mom and Dad, thank God.

I rolled out of bed and crossed the door to the bathroom to shower. I had to beat my sister in, or she’d take fucking forever getting ready for her work. She didn’t care about college. She had just gotten a secretary job out of high school.

I showered and changed. I was heading out when she was stumbling in, shaking her head. “You heard them?” Lisa asked, her dyed-red hair frizzy. Her nose ring gleamed. “You had to hear them. I heard them.”

“Yeah,” I said.

“I need to move out,” Lisa muttered.

“You’re the one with the job,” I said as she vanished into the bathroom.

“I don’t make that much.” She sighed. “Not without a boyfriend.”

“Your boss not making a move?” I asked.

She scowled at me and slammed the door in my face. I chuckled. I knew she had a thing for her boss. She was angling to be his second wife so she could get out of the house. He had just gotten a divorce, and she was dressing up to show off what she could offer.

My sister was such a slut. Her taste in guys was awful. I mean, she dated my best friend once, and he was a pig with women. Did my friend have a hot, slutty sister for me? Nope. I headed into my room and dressed.

I was tall. Fit. I should have a fucking girlfriend. God, I hated Valentine’s Day.

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Mrs. Amanda Anderson

I smooched with my husband Carl in our bedroom, his goatee rasping on my lips. I loved that sensation so much.

“Where are we going tonight?” I asked, eager for our Valentine’s date.

“You’ll see.” Carl smiled at me and claimed another kiss, his hands sliding down my back.

I shivered. He had given me such a good pounding. That was the key to a successful marriage. Lots and lots of sex. I had only been with Carl. He was such a good man. A great provider. He gave me two wonderful children. Well, two children that I loved and wished they would move out.

They were adults now. Especially Lisa. She had a job, and she could afford a place if she stopped wasting her money on frivolous things. That girl had more clothes than I had and was always coming home with more.

Jim was a good boy. Tall like his father. Handsome. He should have a girlfriend. I know he was only a freshman in college, but he was eighteen. He spent too much time at home. A serious boy, but he needed to find a girl.

“I can’t wait for tonight,” I said before I broke from my husband.

He smiled at me.

I turned from him and pulled on my robes. I wore a nightie beneath it, no bra, so my big boobs were bouncing free. The fabric made my nipples tingle. I was just in such a good mood right now. I had a good pounding, and my husband had finished in my mouth.

That was such a yummy treat.

Tonight would be amazing.

I hummed as I passed the bathroom. Steamed drifted from beneath the door. Lisa would be in there. I headed downstairs and started making my family breakfast. Well, Carl and Jim. Lisa wouldn’t eat it. She’d grab an energy bar and whine about her figure.

She was skinnier than me. She was a slender thing. I mean, I wasn’t fat but curvy. Thicc. My husband taught me that word. Thicc. He liked my big boobs and plump butt. How I jiggled as he fucked me. I shivered, eager for tonight.

I was making breakfast burritos when Jim came downstairs. He yawned, his brown hair mussed. He never properly combed it. I had to resist the urge to do it for him. He wasn’t a child any longer. He was a young man.

“Morning,” I said to him.

He grunted.

“Someone’s grumpy,” I said. “That’s not how you’re going to win a girl.”

“Mom,” he groaned, rolling his eyes.

“Sorry, sorry,” I said and placed a plate before him with his two breakfast burritos on it. Scrambled eggs, sausage, cheese, and diced bell peppers. “I just want the best for you, honey.”

He grunted as he bit into his food. My husband came down, followed by Lisa not long after. Lisa, of course, grabbed her energy bar. Her nose ring flashed, and her dyed-red hair was so garish. She leaned against the counter, scrolling on her phone.

I set my husband’s plate down. He was dressed casually. He didn’t have to go into the office until later today. He mostly worked from home. That left an opportunity for us to have fun when our kids were out.

This morning, well, that was just a bonus. We were both feeling frisky.

My husband pulled me down into his lap and kissed me. Both our kids groaned in disgust, which had me kissing my husband with even more passion. My tongue danced with his as he groaned, his hand sliding into my robe to find my bare thigh.

“Ugh,” groaned Jim. Our son made a retching sound.

“Seriously, that’s gross,” said Lisa. Our daughter sounded disgusted.

That just made me smile as I squirmed on my husband’s lap. “That’s why you two exist. It’s beautiful.”

“It’s really not,” said Jim. “I don’t want to think of my mom doing… that.”

“Mmm, I did that just this morning with your father,” I said with pride.

“I know,” Jim said. “I could hear it.”

“Then maybe it’ll encourage you to get a job and move out of the house,” said Carl as he kept stroking my thigh.

“Lisa has a job and still lives with us,” Jim muttered.

“The housing market is insane,” she said. “I can’t afford it on my own.” She checked herself in her compact mirror. “Mmm, but maybe today…”

Oh, yes, she was making a play for that boss she had a thing for. She wore a short skirt, nylons, and a low-cut blouse. It was strange seeing my daughter dressed for seduction, but she was twenty. She was an adult, as much as I wanted to mother her.

“Shit,” Jim groaned. My son glanced at his phone. “Rick’s playing hooky. Waits to the last minute to tell me I don’t have a ride. I have class.”

“I’ll take you,” I said, sliding off my husband’s lap. I knew he had to get logged on and start work in a few minutes. “Come on.”

I headed to the counter, grabbing my purse.

“Like that?” he asked as I headed to the door in my bathrobe. I had nothing on beneath.

“I’m not getting out,” I said, slipping my feet into a pair of flats. “Let’s go. You need to get to school.”

He rose and hurried after me to the garage. I remote-started the car, so my SUV was already humming. I headed around it to the driver’s seat as my son climbed into the passenger seat. I hit the remote for the garage.

“I can’t believe you’re wearing that,” he muttered, staring at my thigh peeking out.

“It’s fine,” I said, letting the car warm up. It was a tad chilly. “Once the heater gets going.”

I backed my Rav4 up as the heater kicked in. The warmth spread. I worked it down the driveway. It was an icy day. Lisa’s car was parked to the side so I could get out. As I reached the street, I felt a warmth stabbing deep into my heart.

I gasped and rubbed at my chest.

Jim shook his head behind me, looking around, frowning.

I glanced at him, and my heart sped up. This wave of heat washed through me. He was so handsome. This strong stud that sat here, his shirt fitting tight to his chest. He had his jacket across his lap. He pushed that up tight against him.

“My, my, you are so much like your father at that age,” I purred, my pussy melting. My son was such a stud. I knew I shouldn’t be looking at him, but… Wow, he was handsome. “Why don’t you have a girl yet?”

“I haven’t found the right one,” he said, glancing at me. His eyes fell on my bare thigh.

I felt it as I drove down the street. This heat washed through my body. My heart pounded a mile a minute. I didn’t know where this sudden warmth had come from. My cheeks burned with a feverish temperature. My nipples hardened. My pussy grew wetter and wetter.

His eyes kept glancing at me as we drove. He squirmed there, keeping his jacket pressed over his crotch. That was a shame. I would love to see what he was packing. She saw how he compared to his father. Did he inherit Carl’s prowess?

I hoped so.

My, my, these were such indecent thoughts to be thinking about my son. I had never seen him like this. As a man. I was a woman. My pussy burned so much despite the hard fucking Carl gave me. I craved more.

What was wrong with me?

We stopped at a light. My robe was so hot. I pulled at the front of it to let some air spill around my breasts. I opened it too much. My son sucked in his breath. He stared at my bared tits. I trembled as he looked at them.

I should cover them up, but he was staring at my tits. He swallowed as he studied my big breasts. My pink nipples thrust out hard. I trembled here, my heart pounding a mile a minute. This was such an incredibly arousing moment.

“Mom,” he croaked.

A horn blared behind us. I glanced up. The light turned green.

I drove through fast, my boobs bouncing. My son was locked on them. I had tinted windows. No one should be able to see them that well. I loved having them out. I reached down and unbelted my robe. I opened it fully, exposing my naked body.

I wanted to finger my pussy. My cunt was on fire. The tart aroma of my cunt spilled out of my pussy. My blonde bush must be soaked with my juices. I glanced at my son. He rubbed his jacket rhythmically into his crotch.

I turned into his school. We were already here. I drove over a speed bump. My tits heaved.

“Mom,” he groaned as they bounced and jiggled, swaying and quivering. They never quite stopped moving as he watched them. The next speed bump had them heaving against it. “That’s… Mom!”

“Mmm,” I purred as I pulled into the parking lot. I found the nearest space. Far from the school. In the back. No one was here yet. “Mom, that’s…”

“Show me,” I moaned, ripping off my seatbelt. “Show me how you take after your father.”

“Mom?” he groaned.

I shoved his coat off his lap and leaned over the center console. I stared at the tent bulging the front of his jeans. He was so turned on. I attacked his fly, licking my lips. This heat washed through me as he groaned.

“Mom, we can’t,” he groaned.

“I know,” I moaned, overcome by this incestuous heat that blazed through me. “This is so wrong!”
I ripped open his fly and pulled out his cock. My hand slid into his fly and gripped his rod. I drew out my son’s dick. He was as big as his father. Thick and throbbing, the pink crown leaking precum.

The taboo hunger to swallow his cock and love my son swept over me. I couldn’t think of anything else. I rubbed at that sore spot over my heart. My son’s rod throbbed in my hand. I leaned over to swallow Jim’s dick.

I kissed the tip.

“Mom!” he gasped, his cock lurching in my grip. “Holy shit!”

Was he actually a virgin? Poor thing. He needed his mother to love him.

I swirled my tongue around his cock. He groaned as his precum spilled out. I loved the salty flavor. It was so exciting. I slid my lips around his cock and suckled on him. He groaned as I blew him with so much force.

I suckled on him with all my might. I loved him with so much passion. He groaned as I bobbed my head. I worked my lips up and down his rod. I suckled so hard. It was an incredible rush to nurse on him like this.

“Mom!” he groaned.

I suckled hard on him.

“Yes, yes, just like that, Mom!” he groaned. “That’s incredible!”

Hearing my son moan out my praise was so hot. He was such a handsome man. I loved him so much. I didn’t care how wrong this was. That I was cheating on the husband I loved with our son, or that society thought this was illegal and immoral.

I just had to love my son.

That compulsion suffused me as I bobbed my head. I suckled on him hard. My tongue swirled around his big dick. The salty flavor of his precum suffused my mouth. I loved his taste. He was such a wonderful young man.

My cheeks hollowed as I bobbed my head. It was wonderful to suckle on him. I nursed on him with all that I had. My tongue stroked around the crown of his cock. I loved how he throbbed in my mouth. It was so good.

“Mom!” Jim groaned. “Oh, shit, Mom!”

I blew him with passion. I suckled on him with all that I had. I wanted to have his cum spurting into my mouth. I craved to have that wonderful cum spurting into my mouth. It was insane to love him like this, but I had to.

I needed to.

I loved my so much. I needed his cum. I bobbed my head, wanting him to flood me with every drop of cum that he had. He slid his fingers through my hair. I groaned around his cock, suckling so hard and fast.

“Shit, shit, shit!” he groaned. “Mom! I’m going to cum!”

That was what I wanted to hear. I sucked hard on my hunky son’s dick. My cheeks hollowed with the force of my suckling. I enjoyed driving him wild like this. He squirmed in the seat. His dick twitched in my mouth.

He was so close. So near to bursting. I could feel it. So I suckled so hard. I nursed on him with everything that I had. He throbbed in my mouth. I enjoyed that sensation. He threw back his head and roared out in pleasure.

He erupted.

His cum spurted into my mouth.

I gulped down his jizz. I swallowed all that wonderful spunk. It was so amazing to have him spurting his cock into my mouth. I savored all that jizz flooding my mouth. I swallowed it all down. He groaned with each eruption.

“Mom! Mom!” he groaned. “I love you, Mom!”

I shuddered, savoring this hot cum splashing into the back of my mouth. My pussy was so wet. So hot. I wanted to just ride his cock. He dumped more and more of his jizz into my mouth. He spurted over and over again.

I craved to have him right now, but… It would be better for our first time to be in bed. My husband had to go into the office in the afternoon. That would give me a chance. After school. I savored my plans as I swallowed all of his cum.

“Mom,” he groaned, panting.

No more jizz erupted from his dick. I suckled on him hard. He shuddered as I pulled my mouth off his cock. He stared at me, panting. I liked my lips and nodded to him. He stared at me with such lust in his eyes.

“That was great,” he groaned.

“I’ll pick you up after school,” I said. “2 PM sharp.”

“Sure,” he said. “I’ll be out front. Maybe we can…”

“Your father’s still back at the house,” I told him. “Now, go, go!”

He groaned, shoving his cock into his pants. He zipped up as I trembled there, my tits out. I wanted to masturbate. He climbed out and pulled on his coat. He snagged his bag and jogged off for his first class.

I shuddered, trembling there for a moment. I wasn’t going to masturbate here.

I closed my housecoat and backed up the SUV. I headed back home. I hardly remembered the drive. I was lost in this incestuous lust for my son. I was thinking about the things we would do in six hours. It felt like such a long time.

I pulled onto my street and spotted my daughter’s car still parked out front. She was going to be late for work. I pulled into the garage and opened the door. I sat there, waiting for it to open, when she hurried out. She rushed to her car and smiled at me.

I nodded to her. The garage door opened, and I pulled inside. I closed it and climbed out, my body on fire. I stepped into the house. The breakfast plates were still on the table. I had to clean up. My husband must be in his office. He had his work to do and…

I shoved my hand between my thighs, my fingers sliding through my wet folds, and found my cunt. I masturbated right then and there. I squealed as my fingers plunged into my cunt. I threw back my head and came at one.

“Jim!” I cried out.

I orgasmed so hard.

The rapture swept through me. Waves of delight that drove me wild. I groaned at the heat sweeping through my body. My cunt rippled around my digits, soaking my hands. I groaned at the waves of delight sweeping through me.

I shuddered through so much passion. It was so good. I whimpered in delight as the bliss carried me to these wonderful heights. I could not wait to ride my son. To work my cunt up and down my dick and cuckold my husband with our child.

My own flesh and blood.

“Yes,” I quivered as my orgasm reached its taboo peak in me. “Oh, oh, yes!”

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Jim Anderson

I stumbled into my class late.

I didn’t care.

I sank down in the back, rubbing at that soreness in my chest over my heart. Mom sucked me off. And she promised more. I was in a stupor, hardly noticing the class. My phone buzzed in my pocket. I pulled it out absently.

Mom had sent me a selfie of her naked body, her blonde bush dripping wet, her big tits jiggling. She was a curvy woman. A MILF with thicc thighs and a plump ass. “Just masturbated thinking about you. Love you.”

“Love you, Mom,” I texted.

God, I had the hottest Mom ever. Why did I ever think it was weird that she had sex? She was gorgeous.

Damn, two o’clock could not come fast enough.

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Mrs. Amanda Anderson

My husband was in his office working while I cleaned the house in my robe, naked and dripping beneath for my son. I was in a feverish daze as I did my work. I trembled, craving my son’s dick in me. I knew it would be perfect.

We could do so many kinky things together.

I shuddered as I vacuumed, my pussy aching for his cock. I wanted to masturbate again, but I had to hold off. I wanted to save all that horny energy for him. I knew that it would be so hot to have him between my thighs, eating me out.

That would be incredible.

I sent him a pic of my bush, saying, “Mommy wants you to eat her out!”

“I will, Mom,” he answered.

That made me shiver.

At noon, my husband emerged from his office. He was wearing a sweater and slacks. “Amanda, I have to go into the office early.”

“Oh,” I said, trying not to sound eager. I was so flushed for our son.

“Yeah,” he said. “But this way, nothing will keep us from our date tonight.”

“Right, right,” I said. “I’m looking forward to it.” That was true. I wanted to date my husband. I wanted my son to be with us. Wouldn’t that be hot to have them both at the same time? “Mmm, love you.”

He kissed me on the lips. Our mouths melted together. I wanted him to take me right now. I was so horny. He groaned, seeming to think the same thing. His cock pressed hard into me. My robe parted a bit, but…

He broke the kiss and said, “Sorry, sorry. Fucking boss is waiting.”

“Right,” I panted, stumbling back as he rushed for the garage door.

I fanned my face then sent my son a text message. “OMW. Dad left for work early. House to ourselves.”

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Jim Anderson

The day was fucking dragging.

I just wanted to finally be in a woman. In my mom. It wasn’t gross. It felt so right. I came from her. It was the best place to go back into. I couldn’t wait for it. The time couldn’t come fast enough. She wanted me to eat her out first.

That was fair. I had watched enough porn. I was ready to dive into her muff.

My phone beeped as I was about to walk into my next class. I hated Fridays. I didn’t get to eat lunch until after this class. I glanced at the phone, and my heart skipped a beat as I read the outstanding message.

I turned around and hurried through the press of students. Mom was heading to pick me up. I trembled as I was so hungry to eat her pussy. That would be a wonderful snack. My dick was at full staff. I had to adjust myself.

I reached the front of the school. The wind blew, the air cold, but it did nothing for the fire. I rubbed at my heart again. That tenderness seemed to radiate more lustful warmth through me. I craved to fuck my mom so hard. To be in her.

To be untied with her. One flesh.

Then I spotted her SUV. She was taking the speed bumps as fast as she could. I stepped up to the curb, ready to open the door and hop in. She pulled up before me. I jumped in and slammed the door shut.

“Mmm, Jim,” she moaned and leaned over to kiss me, her boobs falling out of her lightly closed robe.

Our lips melted together. The incestuous thrill of making out with my mother swept over me. I was so glad to kiss her like this. My tongue danced with hers. She groaned as we made out. It was such a wonderful moment.

I broke the kiss with her and groaned. She smiled at me and hit the gas. I barely had time to get my seatbelt on before we hit the first speed bump. Those magnificent tits of hers heaved as she went over it. They bounced in such delightful ways.

“I fucking love your tits, Mom!” I growled as we hit another speed bump.

“Good,” she purred as I stared at them, transfixed by how they jiggled. Her nipples thrust out so hard. I nursed from those as a baby. I wanted to latch onto her again. She hit another speed bump. “Oooh, yes, stare at my tits, Jim. You want to love Mommy’s boobs!”

“Yes!” I groaned.

She hit the street, and we were off. I watched her tits as they swayed and bounced and jiggled. When she stopped, they heaved forward. When she accelerated, they were pulled down and flattened every so slightly before they sprang back into their plump shape. They quivered at all times. They were beautiful.

Before I knew it, we were back home, the garage door coming up. She rushed up the driveway, into the garage, and jumped out of the car with it still running. I pushed the button that killed it and grabbed her purse.

I hopped out and followed her into the house, not caring that the garage door was open. She spun around in the kitchen. I slid my hands around her naked waist and pulled her to me. I kissed my mother, her boobs pressing into my chest, separated only by my T-shirt.

I kneaded her rump. My fingers dug into her flesh. I loved making out with her. This was such a wonderful moment. My dick twitched as our tongues danced. She groaned as we made out. My heart pounded in my chest.

I broke the kiss and sank to my knees. I came face-to-face with her blonde bush. Her curls dripped with her juices. This tart aroma filled my nose. I breathed in her perfume, my mouth watering. Her big boobs swayed above my head.

“Jim,” Mom groaned. “Eat Mommy’s pussy! Love your Mommy!”

“Yes!” I groaned and nuzzled my face into her pussy.

Her curls tickled my face. I loved the feel of her on me. I nuzzled into her depths and found the folds of her pussy. The very cunt that birthed me. She gasped as I licked at her cunt. It was just so wild to devour her pussy like this.

I stroked over her hot flesh.

I licked at her twat with passion. It was incredible to stroke through her hot folds. She gasped as my tongue fluttered up and down her slit. She gripped the back of my head. She held me to her pussy as I feasted on her.

“Oh, my, yes!” she groaned. “Ooh, ooh, that’s so good!”

I buried my tongue into her pussy and swirled around in her snatch. She trembled in delight as I feasted on her. I loved the taste of her cunt. She had such a yummy pussy. I fluttered about in her twat, reveling in every moment of this passion.

“Oh, oh, oh!” she groaned. “Jim!”

“Mom!” I moaned into her pussy.

I was so happy to feast on her like this. I licked through her folds. I devoured every last drop of her cunt cream. She tasted so good. Her back arched as I squeezed her butt-cheeks. Her tart passion soaked my taste buds.

“Oh, my, that’s good!” she gasped. “That’s so good! You’re such a wonderful son! Oh, oh, Jim!”

“Mom!” I growled, my dick so hard.

Her bush tickled my face as she ground her furred muff on me. She trembled, rising and rising toward her climax. I stroked my tongue through her folds and brushed her clit. She gasped and jumped as I did that. I was so glad to experience her pussy grinding on my face.

Mom gripped the back of my head with a tight grip, keeping me pressed into her twat. I stroked my tongue through her hot flesh. She gasped as I did that. It was so much fun to feast on her like this. I licked and lapped at her with such hunger.

“Oh, oh, oh,” she moaned. “You’re driving me wild! Oh, my, yes! That’s so good! You’re going to make me cum!”

I loved hearing that. I stroked my tongue through her folds. I licked and lapped at her with such passion. I feasted on my mother, wanting to make her cum. I should concentrate on her clit, right? That’s what they did in pornos.

I stroked to her bud. She gasped as I stroked her there. Her boobs bounced above me. I savored that wonderful sight as I suckled on her clit. I nibbled on that little point. She tossed her head, her fingernails biting into the back of my head.

“Oh, oh, that’s it,” she groaned. “Honey! Honey! You’re making Mommy feel so good!”

I suckled hard on her clit.

“Yes!” she squealed.

Her tart juices gushed out and drowned me. I groaned, licking through her folds, savoring this wonderful delight. It was amazing to have her juices gushing out of her cunt. She drowned me in her passion.

I licked through her folds. I stroked at her cuntlips with passion. She trembled in delight. Her passion echoed through the downstairs. Her boobs heaved over my head. They bounced and slapped together as she trembled.

“Yes, yes, yes,” Mom gasped. “Oh, oh, Mommy loves her son!”

I licked through her folds, my dick so hard. I tongued through her petals. She whimpered, her entire body shuddering. She panted as it looked like her pleasure had passed. She sucked in a shuddering breath. Her tongue flicked over her lips.

I rose and kissed her, my hands cupping her breasts. Our lips melted together. She had to taste her pussy on my mouth. She groaned, making out with me with such passion. I loved this moment. It was incredible to make out with her.

She swirled her tongue around me. I groaned in delight, my heart screaming in my chest as she kissed me with such passion. My hands squeezed her tits. I kneaded those lush boobs. My thumbs slid out to rub her nipples.

I broke the kiss and groaned, “Mom!”

“Jim,” she whimpered.

I ducked my head down and engulfed her nipple.

“Oh, yes, yes, Mommy loves that!” she gasped.

I suckled on her nipple. I nursed on her wonderful nub. It was so amazing having her nipple in my mouth. It was a beautiful thing. I loved her nub. It was an incredible moment. She quivered as her fingers ran through my hair.

Then she reached down and pulled up my T-shirt. I shrugged out of my jacket so she could remove it. I popped my mouth off her nipple. She yanked off my shirt and threw it down. I squeezed her tits again and engulfed her other nub.

“Jim!” she moaned.

It was so wonderful hearing my mother call my name.

I suckled on her nipple. I nursed on her with passion. She groaned as I did that. It was wonderful to do that to her. She shoved her hands down and attacked my fly. She unsnapped my fastener. The ripper rasped down. She pushed my pants off my hips.

I groaned, suckling on my nipples. They bunched around my waist. She whimpered as I suckled on her nipple. Then she pushed me back. Her nub popped out of her mouth. She smiled and darted from me. She raced for the stairs, her robe falling to the ground behind her.

Mom’s plump rump appeared.

“Shit!” I groaned as I fought to kick off my shoes and step out of my jeans.

Finally unburdened, I raced after her rump. I charged up the stairs in my underwear. I rushed to my room to find her waiting by the bed. She motioned to it. She squeezed her breasts as I thrust off my underwear.

“Mommy wants to ride her handsome boy,” she cooed.

“Shit,” I groaned and dove onto my bed. I rolled over, my cock slapping my belly. “Mom! I love you! Happy Valentine’s Day!”

“Happy Valentine’s Day!” she purred and slid onto the bed.

She straddled me. She gripped my cock with her soft hands. I shuddered as she held me up. This was it. She pressed me into her blonde bush. Her tits swayed back and forth as the incestuous warmth of her pussy lips kissed the crown of my dick.

“Mmm, yes,” she groaned and sank down on my cock.

This was the best thing in the world. I finally enjoyed a woman—my hot-ass mother—engulfing my cock with her pussy. The cunt that birthed me devoured my dick. She worked herself down on me slowly, moaning the entire time.

“Mommy gave birth to a stud,” she moaned.

“Yes,” I growled as she bottomed out on me. It was incredible.

She squeezed her cunt around my dick and rode me. I groaned as that hot pussy slid up my cock and plunged back down me. She drove me wild with that hot flesh. It was outstanding. She gasped as she rode me with passion.

She plunged her cunt down my dick and bounced back up me. Her boobs heaved, slapping together. The most incredible sensation ever stroked up and down my cock. I groaned as I gripped her waist.

“Fuck, Mom, that’s incredible!” I moaned.

“Mmm, yes, yes, you’re just as big as your father,” she moaned. “Mommy loves her men! Oh, oh, yes, Jim!”

Her cunt plunged down my cock and slid back up me. She held me tight, her silky grip swelling the pressure at the tip of my dick. I would have a huge climax. I could not wait to flood her cunt with every drop of cum that I had.

“Mmm, yes, yes, Mommy loves having her son’s big dick,” she cooed, bounding up and down on my rod. “Do you love Mommy’s pussy?”

“God, yes!” I groaned.

“Good, good, good,” she gasped, her boobs slapping together.

I gripped her hips as that hot twat slid up and down my cock. She squeezed around me. It was an amazing rush. I loved every last second of that wonderful pussy. I would just explode into her pussy. I wanted to dump my full load into her.

The pressure swelled and swelled at the tip of my dick. That was an incredible moment. She squeezed her snatch around me. Her hips wiggled back and forth. It was such a beautiful thing. She brought me closer and closer to cumming.

“Mom!” I groaned.

“Are you going to fill Mommy’s pussy with your cum?” she moaned, her blue eyes sparkling with her delight. Her blonde hair spilled around her features. Her boobs slapped together. “Ooh, ooh, tell Mommy you want to fill her pussy!’

“I do, Mom!” I groaned.

She smiled at me, gripping me with that hot cunt. She worked up and down me as fast as she could. Every time she slid up my cock, I felt closer and closer to cumming. It was like her pussy sucked at my nuts, drawing the jizz up to the tip of my rod.

She plunged down me, engulfing every inch of my dick in her silky snatch. It was beautiful to have her all the way in me. I groaned as she wiggled her hips back and forth. She plunged up and down on me. She massaged me with such heat.

“Oh, shit!” I groaned. “Mom!”

“Yes, yes, that’s it,” she gasped and plunged down my cock. “Jim!”

Her pussy went wild around my cock.

I gasped as I reveled in Mom’s pussy spasming around me. The cunt that birthed me hungered for my incestuous seed. The need to cum built and built. It swelled toward that bursting point. I groaned as I rose and rose until…

I erupted.

“Shit!” I gasped.

“Oh, oh, Jim, honey!” she squealed as my cum spurted into her writhing snatch. “Yes, yes, flood Mommy’s pussy with your seed! Fill Mommy up!”

I filled her up.

The pleasure slammed through me. Stars flashed across my vision as I filled her up with my spunk. I dumped load after load of my seed into her pussy. She gasped, the taboo joy sweeping through me. I groaned in delight, savoring this moment.

The heat washed through me. I shuddered at the heat surging through my body. It was a magnificent rush. I groaned through such joy. Such wonderful bliss. Stars danced across my vision. I pumped more and more of my cum into her twat.

“Oh, oh, oh,” she moaned, milking me. “That’s incredible. Oh, oh, Mommy loves you!”

She fell forward and kissed me. Her big boobs piled against my chest. Our lips melted together. I made out with her, savoring the pleasure buzzing through my body. The afterglow of cumming in my mother’s pussy was exquisite.

She broke the kiss, her eyes smoldering hot. She licked her lips as she smiled down at me. My cock twitched in her pussy. I was still hard. I wanted to enjoy my mother more. We had hours before Dad would be home.

Before, she would have to go out with him.

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Mrs. Amanda Anderson

We had hours before my husband would be home, and I had to go out to celebrate Valentine’s Day, and…

My son was still hard.

“Mmm,” I purred and rolled over onto my back, pulling him on top of me. His cock stayed in my cunt as I had his strong form on me. I felt so loved beneath him. This was so nice. “Make love to Mommy.”

“Yes,” he groaned and kissed me again.

I shuddered, savoring the strength of my son’s form on my flesh. I stroked up and down his back. He groaned and drew back his cock. My pussy clamped down on him. I loved the thickness of him. He groaned into my lips as he savored my pussy.

My son plunged back to the hilt in my pussy, filling up my motherly cunt. I trembled, so glad to have him back in me. I carried him for nine months beneath my heart, now he was repaying me with that wonderful cock.

Carl and I made a beautiful son to fuck me.

Jim’s cock was just as magnificent as his father’s. I was lucky to have them both. I trembled beneath them, my heart beating with love for my son. His incestuous shaft plunged into my pussy again and again. I shuddered, savoring that thick shaft.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I moaned. “Oh, make love to Mommy!”

“Your pussy is incredible, Mom!” he groaned.

“Mmm, so’s your cock,” I purred. “Yes, yes, back where you belong!”

“Yes!” he growled, thrusting harder.

His nuts slapped into my taint. I loved feeling that meaty thwack. He had a big load for me. Another one. I wanted my pussy swimming in his cum. My to soak up his jizz. I shuddered as he buried into me with hard strokes.

He fucked me with such passion, making me shiver. My fingernails clawed across his back. I loved every second of this. It was just such a wonderful moment. I rose and rose toward my orgasm, savoring his every thrust.

My nipples throbbed against his chest, adding to the delight. He growled his pleasure, his youthful face twisting in delight. The bed creaked with the urgency of his thrusts. My pussy melted around him, my clit bursting with sparks.

“Mom!” he groaned.

“Mmm,” I purred. “That’s it! Love Mommy’s pussy!”

“The best!” he groaned. I knew I was his first. That was special.

He buried into me over and over again. I loved the feel of his thick shaft slamming into my cunt. I trembled, building and building toward that moment. He slammed into me. My eyes rolled back in my head. I was almost there.

“Yes!” I squealed and raked my fingers down my son’s back. “Jim!”

My pussy writhed around his cock.

“Cum in Mommy again, Jim!” I gasped.
He groaned and pumped away at my spasming pussy

. I felt so united with him as the waves of incestuous rapture swept through me. My nipples throbbed against his chest as he buried his big dick into my convulsing cunt. His nuts slapped into my taint.

“Mom!” Jim groaned.

He erupted.

His cum spurted into my snatch. Blast after glorious blast of his seed flooded my pussy. My cunt convulsed around him, milking his cock. He groaned on me, his weight pressing down on me. I trembled beneath him, gasping out in delight.

My fingernails raked across his back as he groaned, spurting all that wonderful cum into my pussy. It was just incredible to have him spilling all that cum into me. I shuddered in delight as he growled and kissed me.

Our lips melted together as my pussy milked my son dry.

He pumped all his cum into me.

I trembled beneath him, so glad to have all that spunk in my pussy. It was wonderful to have it pooling against my cervix. I shuddered beneath him, feeling so special right now. I was so loved by my son. It was an incredible moment.

Our tongues danced, our bodies united on the most romantic day of the year. I was so glad I got to spend it in bed making love to my son. His cock twitched in me. I stroked up and down his back, aching for more, but…

His stomach rumbled.

I broke the kiss and purred, “Mmm, want Mommy to make you a sandwich?”

“Yes, Mom,” he groaned. “You’re the best mother ever. I love you!”

My heart melted as my son kissed me again. I was the luckiest mother to fall in love with my son on Valentine’s Day.

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