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Story Codes: Teen male/Female, Male Masturbation, Male/Teen male/Female, Incest, Oral Sex, Facial Sex, Anal Sex, Titty Fuck, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism Hot Wife, Cheating, Cuckolding, Supernatural

Comments are very welcome. I would like all criticism, positive and negative, so long as it’s
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Note: Thanks to ferretfyre for pitching this idea in my Discord.

Anna Carlyle

My son stared down at me in shock, the salty flavor of his cum soaking my taste buds. He couldn’t believe that I had done it. Sucked him off in one of the church’s classrooms. His cock thrust out from his open fly, his face flushed, his chest rising and falling. He wore his Sunday best. Tie. White shirt. Dark slacks. I was in my pink dress. Conservative. Feminine.

Something befitting the preacher’s wife.

I had crossed the Rubicon. I had feared this day would come, but I would do what it took to keep him from turning any woman into his whore. Not that he would mean to in the beginning, but once he got a taste for it…

No, no, I had to make this sacrifice.

“What do you mean, that Dad’s not my real father?” Damian asked, his blue eyes bewildered. He arched his eyebrows. So handsome. With his short, brown hair and chiseled chin. He made me so excited. “You cuckold Dad? And who’s my real father? I just… Mom!”

“You’re real father is the devil,” I said and rose to my feet before him. I stood on my heels and drew up my pink skirt.

“The devil?” he took a step back, his cock bobbing before him. Still so hard despite dumping a big load of his salty cum into my mouth. His breathing quickened. “Mom? That’s insane! That’s…”

He noticed me drawing up my skirt, working the material up my thighs clad in white stockings. Thigh-highs, not full pantyhose. He breathed faster and faster as I exposed all my thighs. My panties. A pair of white, satin panties that my pussy had soaked.

I was so wet for my son.

I hooked my panties and started rolling them down, exposing my thick, blonde bush. The spicy aroma of my pussy filled the air. He licked his lips. Did he remember the dream we shared last night when he took me on the altar in the church? Well, in the dream there was an altar.

A sacrifice of sin and incest.

“Mom,” he groaned as he watched me roll my panties down my thighs. “W-what are you doing?”
I bent over, the panties passing my knees. “You’re an incubus, Damian, but I won’t let you seduce other women like you demonic father. I won’t let you go around and ruin any more marriages.”

“Ruin?” he asked as I stepped out of my panties. He shook his head. “No, no, you and Dad have a great marriage.”

I straightened and, with the hand holding my panties, I pushed him back. He was so shocked that he didn’t resist. He wasn’t fully that incubus who invaded my dreams and dominated me. I was still in control. I would be in control.

He hit the table behind him and sat down on the cheap Formica surface. I mounted him, sliding my nylon-clad legs around him. I grabbed his cock and stared into his blue eyes. I pressed his cock through the curls of my bush in to the folds of my pussy. “If we had a great marriage still, would I be doing this?”

I impaled my pussy down his cock. I gasped in delight at feeling his big dick stretching me out. His forbidden cock filled my pussy up so wonderfully. He groaned, staring up at me in shock as I cupped his face, still holding my panties in one hand. I rubbed the wet satin into his young face as my cheating cunt clamped down on his dick.

I groaned in pure delight.

“Mom!” he gasped, his voice so high-pitched. It was his first time in the flesh.

Our first time in the flesh. Dreams didn’t count.

“I haven’t had a cock in me since that night your demonic father showed up at our door and seduced me in front of my husband,” I moaned, glorying in having something big and thick in my pussy again. “My husband watched as a real man ravished me. He stood in the corner and jerked off his little cock instead of stopping it. Instead of objecting to it! He got off watching me cum and cum and cum!”

Anger swelled in me at my husband. At Jarod Carlyle. He was such a pathetic man for not trying to keep me from being ravished by the demon. For enjoying watching me be a whore for another man. I despised Jarod. I used to respect him, but how could I after that?

I worked my cunt up and down him as he leaned back on his elbows. He groaned as my pussy worked up and down his taboo dick. I squeezed my snatch down on him, reveling in that huge cock massaging my innards. This was so amazing. My head tossed from side to side as I reveled in this delight. I savored every last second of this passion.

“Mom!” he groaned.

“He just watched!” I hissed, the anger swelling in me. “I only let him eat my pussy now! I give him handjobs. The occasional blowjob. I don’t ever want him in my pussy again because he’s not a man, but you are, Damian. Oh, Lord, yes, yes, you are!”

I plunged my cunt down his cock and didn’t rise. I reached behind me as his cock twitched in my pussy. I was united with my son. I would control his incubal lusts. I would keep him focused. Suppress that part of him. Help him find a wife so she could take over satiating him.

And until that day, I would so thoroughly enjoy my son’s cock. It was glorious with him inside me.

He gasped as I pulled down the zipper of my dress. I drew it over my head and flung it to the side, my blonde hair spilling around him. I reached behind me and found the clasp of my bra. I unhooked it. I shrugged out of the straps and freed my breasts.

They spilled out big and soft. His eyes widened as he stared at them. I shook them at him and purred, “You can touch them, Damian. Your mommy is here to keep you satiated. To keep you from ravishing other women like you almost did with Mrs. Mitchel.”

“She just started kissing me, Mom,” he groaned as he leaned back on the table. His hands reached out, trembling. “I didn’t bring her back here to… to… She brought me back here.”

“I know,” I purred. “And now you’ll be able to resist her advances and keep from poisoning her and her marriage. She wasn’t in control of her actions.” I grabbed his hands and pressed them into my soft breasts. “Mmm, honey, that’s it. Enjoy them.”

I enjoyed this sacrifice to keep my son from infecting other women with his lust. From feeding off them. I would keep him satiated. I would do whatever it took. After that dream last night, I had to do that. I had to be his whore-mommy.

He squeezed and kneaded my tits. His eyes lit up with delight. He squeezed them, loving the feel of my soft breasts. I loved that gleam in his eyes as I squeezed my cunt down around his cock. I worked my pussy up him. He groaned as I did that. My pussy massaged him.

“Mom,” he groaned, his fingers digging into my breasts. “Oh, yes, yes, Mom!”

I slid up his cock, glorying in his incestuous shaft massaging my snatch. He was back in me. Oh, my son had returned to where he belonged. I plunged down his rod and moaned out in delight, savoring that big dick.

He groaned, his handsome, young face twisting in pleasure. Sixteen. He was so strong. His fingers felt so wonderful kneading my tits. I worked my pussy up and down him faster and faster, building toward my orgasm. I would have a huge one.

“Oh, yes, yes, Mom!” he groaned. “This is so wrong! You’re my mother!”

“I am!” I moaned. “Oh, yes, yes, I carried you in my womb. Right beneath my heart. Yes, yes, you’re my wondrous son. I love you, Damian. Oh, yes, yes, I will keep you from corrupting others. Your mommy is here for you! I’m your whore, Damian!”

“Jeez,” he groaned. “I’m going to… I mean…”

“Yes!” I wanted to feel cum spurting into my pussy again. I hadn’t since that glorious and terrifying night I had lost all control of myself. “Flood me, honey. Flood your mommy’s pussy!”

I plunged down his cock and ground my clit into his pubic bone. My orgasm exploded.

My pussy went wild around his big dick. I threw back my head, my blonde hair dancing. He groaned, his hands squeezing my tits. He kneaded them, massaging them. It was so wondrous having him massaging my boobs.

“Oh, Mom!” he gasped as he erupted into me. “Yes!”

I shuddered as I took my son’s first load in my pussy. He spurted blast after blast of cum. The door creaked open behind us. I shuddered, savoring that wonderful spunk splashing on my cervix. I stared down at my son’s blue eyes.

“Yes, Mom!” he gasped, my pussy writhing around his spurting dick.

“Give Mommy every drop!” I hissed, feeling eyes watching us. I knew those eyes. “Yes!”

My son spurted more and more of his incestuous seed into my pussy. He groaned, his dick spurting over and over again. It was incredible. I trembled, so loving all that spunk flooding me. He filled me up with all his jizz. I gasped as he groaned.

“Mommy,” he panted.

“Mmm, yes,” I moaned as he fired that last blast of cunt into my pussy. I looked over my shoulder. Jarod was there. He watched, rubbing at his dark slacks, his wedding band gleaming on his hand. He was the preacher of this church, and he was erect. “My son is awakened. I have to do this.”
“Of course, dear,” he said, squeezing his dick through his slacks.

That disgust rose in me. “Does it make you hard knowing your step-son flooded your wife’s pussy?” I purred, clenching my cunt down on my son’s cock. “That you’ve been cuckolded again?”

“Yes,” he groaned.

“Dad!” my son gasped as he realized he was here. “This… I…”

“Shhh,” I said. “Don’t pay him any mind.” My husband unzipped his pants. “Your dad’s just going to jack off like the pathetic, little cuck he is. See, he’s moving into the corner.”

“Jeez,” my son said as I crawled off him. “I… This…”

“Let’s give him a show,” I purred, his cum spilling out of my pussy. I grabbed a cheap chair and pulled it up to the table before him, the back pressed into the table. I knelt on the orange molded plastic and gripped my tits. “Ever wanted a titty fuck?”

“What?” Damian asked as I pulled my big boobs around his wet dick. “Oh, wow. This is… Mom!”
I grinned as I pressed my big tits around his cock. His seed dripped out of my pussy. I loved that feeling of his hot cum spilling out of me. That was just such a naughty sensation. The spunk ran down my leg, sending a shiver through me.

He swallowed as he stared at me working my tits up and down his dick. I grinned at him as my pussy juices let my boobs work up and down him. I hadn’t ever done this, but I knew about them. I had done… research for this day. Learned how young men were pleasured by older women.

There was so much MILF porn out there to learn from.

“Oh, wow, Mom,” he groaned, his dick twitching in between my breasts. “That’s… Oh, that feels so good.”

“Does it,” groaned my husband. He knew he would never get this treat.

“Yeah, Dad.” My son’s face contorted in delight. “Oh, yes, and you’re… That’s so messed up, Dad. You’re jerking off to Mom…”

“Uh-huh,” panted my husband. “She’s so beautiful pleasuring you. Your mother is so gorgeous when she’s enjoying another man!”

I could really hear him spanking it. Jarod grunted and groaned as he worked his hand up and down his cock. My pussy clenched at the heat in his voice. He was getting into it. Just jerking off that little dick. He would have a big orgasm as my son came on my face.

That made this even hotter. I wiggled my hips, the chair creaking beneath me. I squeezed my big tits across my son’s cock. My nipples rubbed into his dress shirt. I shuddered at the feel of the material. It was glorious. My nubs throbbed.

I glanced at Jarod. I loved him once. I supposed I still did, I just got so angry that he had so easily let me go. I was supposed to be his wife. Now I was our son’s mommy-whore. I squeezed my boobs around Damian’s cock. I would keep him from turning other wives into sluts like me.

Other husbands into pathetic cuckolds like Jarod.

“Oh, wow, Mom,” he groaned and started working loose his tie. He pulled that off and threw it to the side. “Oh, that’s amazing. Your boobs are awesome.”

“Mmm, I know,” I purred, watching the crown of his cock emerging from between my breasts. You’re going to cum all over Mommy’s face, right?”

He shuddered and groaned. He couldn’t believe this was happening. It was surreal, almost like that dream, but this was real life. He was still so young. As long as I stayed in charge. I had to be as slutty as possible to keep his attention on me.

“Mommy wants all your cum spurting on her face,” I purred and licked at the crown of his cock as he emerged from between my tits.

Not only did I taste his salty precum, but my spicy added a delicious seasoning to the flavor. I shuddered and slid my boobs back up him, engulfing his cock. I slid back down and lapped at his cockhead again. And again.

It was wondrous. I slid my tits up, engulfed his dick, then back down his shaft so his tip emerged already for me to lap at. I stroked over his slit. The spicy flavoring of my cunt vanished, but his salty precum… That only grew stronger.

“Cum on your mother’s face,” Jarod whimpered as he flogged his cock. He abused himself as he watched with lust. “Oh, yes, yes, Damian. Just cum on her face.”

“Cum on Mommy’s face,” I moaned, working my tits up and down his cock as fast as I could.

My son would need as much sex as he could get. He had demonic blood in him. He was an incubus now. I had researched it after my ravishing. After I knew I was pregnant with Damian and that I would have a son.

My nipples throbbed against his shirt. The pleasure shot down to my pussy. I needed another round of fucking. But he had already enjoyed my pussy. I had other holes he had to enjoy. I had to be totally available for any perverse desires he had.

“Jizz on Mommy’s face!” I whimpered.

“Yes,” groaned my husband, his voice so breathy. “Cum all over her! Cum on your beautiful mother’s face!”

Beautiful… I did like hearing my husband say that. My son groaned, my tits working up and down his cock as fast as I could. My arms were sore from the movement, but I was too excited to care. I ignored the burning as I fucked my son’s cock with my big boobs.

I licked the crown of his cock, savoring that salty precum. He gasped as I slid my tits up him. His cock pulsed between my boobs. As I slid them back down, the crown of his cock twitched. Hot jizz erupted from his cock and splashed across my face.

“Oh, God, Mom!” he groaned. “Yes!”

“That’s it, son!” my husband panted. “That’s it!”

I could hear Jarod grunting as he came while my son’s jizz splashed across my face. His salty spunk splashed into my open mouth. I loved the flavor. I savored it as more and more of my son’s passion exploded from his dick.

I gloried in it. I savored all that jizz splashing across my face and matting my blonde hair. He grunted, his cock pulsing between my tits. Spunk dripped down on my boobs and ran over their bountiful curves.

“Mom!” he groaned as more jizz erupted from his dick.

I caught as much of the jizz as could in my mouth. I loved all that spunk dripping down my face. It was just wonderful to have it spilling over my features. My son panted as he leaned back on the table, his chest rising and falling.

“You were so gorgeous, Anna,” panted my husband. “Radiant! You are such a beautiful woman dripping in Damian’s cum.”

I glanced at my husband, jizz running down my face. “You think I’m radiant?”

He nodded, his face flushed. HIS glasses slipped on his nose. He was balding. Not nearly as handsome as he had been as a young man. His cock thrust out before him half my son’s size. Jizz dripped from the end.

“Are you still hard?” I asked and rose, letting my tits slide off my son’s dick. I faced my husband, dripping in cum. Drops landed on my breasts. A line of my son’s milky seed ran down my inner thigh to soak in the tops of my stockings. “That’s impressive.”

“You’re just so majestic,” he panted.

I smiled. “That deserves a reward. While my son is fucking my asshole, I’ll suck you off, Jarod. Mmm, do you want to get a BJ from your wife as her hung son fucks her asshole hard and makes her cum like a whore.”

“Yes!” Jarod’s cock twitched in his hand. “Oh, god, yes.”

I sauntered to him, feeling Damian’s eyes on me as I approached my husband. It was my wifely duty to take care of Jarod. I could suffer the occasional blowjob. And the thought of sucking my husband off—the man I promised to always be faithful to—while my son fucked me in the ass was such an appealing idea.

I gripped my husband’s little cock, more jizz dripping off my face. I wiggled my hips at my son, wanting him to come over here and pounce on me. I kissed at the tip of my husband’s cock. Jarod groaned in delight.

“Anna,” he panted. “That’s nice and… Damian, why aren’t you fucking your mom’s ass. She needs it, son.”

“Dad,” groaned my son. “This… I mean…”

“She needs it,” he said. “Come on, fuck your mother’s ass, Damian. You get your dick in her ass right now, young man.”

“Yes, Dad,” Damian said, sounding conflicted.

I shivered as I heard him padding over this way. I slid my lips over my husband’s dick. He wasn’t looking at my face but at my ass. He wanted to watch my son penetrate my asshole. He was o so eager for it.

Damian’s cock pressed against my rump. He slid his dick over to my asshole. I shuddered as he pressed his cock into my anal ring. I quivered as my son drilled against me like that. This wave of heat rushed through me. He gripped my hips and pushed against my backdoor.

I moaned around my husband’s cock as I loved the feel of my son’s dick pushing and pushing on my asshole. My sphincter widened and widened. This wonderful, burning sensation melted from my anal ring to my sloppy pussy.

“Mom,” Damian groaned as my backdoor opened and swallowed his cock. “Oh, yes!”

“Yes,” breathed my husband. “Dear, your son’s sliding into your asshole. Damian’s grown into a man.”

I moaned around my husband’s cock, savoring that big dick sliding into my asshole. That felt so good. The heat suffused my nethers. My pussy loved it as that thick cock bottomed out in me. My son’s bush rubbed into my butt-cheeks.

I loved it. I squeezed my anal sheath around him as he drew back his cock. I moaned about my husband’s dick, sucking on him so hard. My cheeks hollowed as I loved my son’s dick in my asshole. He felt so good all the way in me.

Just like I knew I would. I was my son’s whore. His mommy-slut. I would do anything for him.
“Mom,” groaned Damian as he drew back his cock. That big dick slid out of my asshole and massaged my flesh. Waves of heat washed through my body. “Oh, yes, yes, Mom!”

He buried back into my asshole. His nuts slapped into my taint. I loved the feel of him drawing back again. My son pumped away at my asshole. I loved it. The taboo heat spilled through my entire body. I suckled hard on my husband’s cock.

The cuckold groaned, his little dick twitching in my mouth. Cum ran down my face as I suckled on him. I shuddered, my son’s glorious cock pistoning in and out of my bowels. He thrust into me with such force. He pounded me with all that he had.

I loved him fucking me like that. It was so wondrous having him burying his dick to the hilt in my asshole. He slammed deep and hard into my bowels with his big dick. He fucked me so hard and fast. I loved it. I wiggled my hips, stirring my cunt around his cock.

He groaned with delight as he fucked me. He pounded me with all that he had. He thrust to the hilt in my anal sheath. I loved the feel of his cock thrusting into my asshole. I squeezed that wondrous anal sheath around his dick.

“Oh, Mom!” Damian groaned.

“How is her ass, son?” my husband asked.

“Amazing.” My son pumped away at me, his hands gripping my hips. My big boobs swayed from the force. “Just amazing!”

“Good, good,” groaned my husband, so getting off on my son fucking my asshole. Jarod never had that delight. He never would.

Damian groaned as he drove his cock into my asshole’s depths. His heavy nuts slapped into my taint. I loved that smacking contact. I squeezed down on him as he drew back. My heart pounded in my chest. This was so wild. I loved it so much.

More cum dripped down my thighs. His jizz mated my bush. I suckled on my husband’s cock, my tongue dancing around his dick. He would be spurting his cum soon. Getting off on my son fucking my asshole. How pathetic.

That made me suckle so hard on his dick. I was getting off that he was so pathetic. That he was a cuckold who loved watching Damian’s cock pumping away at my asshole. My bowels clenched down on my son’s shaft.

“Mom!” groaned Damian. “Oh, damn. Oh, fu… Damn. That’s good.”

“Yes, yes, fuck your mother’s asshole,” Jarod said. “Don’t worry about your words. Just pound her. She loves your dick. She’s sucking so hard on my cock. She’s… Yes!”

My husband erupted.

His salty cum spurted into my mouth. He groaned as he pumped a few weak streams of jizz into my mouth. It was over so fast. Not like when my son came. Damian carried so much seed in his nuts. They slapped into my taint.

I gulped down my husband’s load as the heat burst in my asshole. This was all too much for me. I climaxed. I climaxed hard. My bowels spasmed around my son’s dick as he pumped away at me. My cunt writhed, waves of rapture sweeping through my body and drowning my mind in forbidden sin.
“Oh, shit, Mom!” my son gasped and buried into my asshole. “Yes!”

My son’s amazing cum pumped into my asshole.

My orgasm intensified. I ripped my mouth off my husband’s pathetic prick to gasp out, “Damian! Damian! Mommy loves your cum in her asshole!”

He kept spurting into me, my mind drowning beneath all the rapture. It swept through me. All this glorious bliss. I loved it so much. I savored every second of it, reveling in all that cum spurting into my asshole. My bowels rippled around him. I suckled on him.

“Mom!” he groaned. “Oh, Mom, that’s so good. That’s just amazing!”

It was wondrous. My husband panted as my son dumped so much cum into my ass. He filled my bowels up with his jizz. I felt so good about that. I trembled here, my anal sheath milking out the last of his cum. He groaned as he erupted one more time into my asshole.

I stared up at my husband and purred, “Your sleeping in our son’s room from now on.”

“Yes, dear,” Reverend Jarod Carlyle said, his chest rising and falling.

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Damian Carlyle

I still couldn’t believe it. My father was a devil.

“You’re an incubus,” Mom had explained on the drive home from church. “Women will want you, crave you, but I’ll keep you satiated until you find a wife. The right woman who can fully satiate you.”

I had just said, “Yes, Mom.”

The day had been a blur of sex before we had evening services. Mom ran interference with Mrs. Mitchel, keeping the deacon’s wife from luring me off again. It was… cute how jealous Mom was. She hovered around me, so protective. I remembered that dream I had last night with Mrs. Mitchel…

She was tempting, but… My mom was so wild. Now it was night, and her legs were spread. I crawled between them to her blonde bush. She was all nice and clean, smelling fresh from the shower. Her skin had a gleam to it.

“Mmm, that’s it,” she purred. “Just nuzzle your face into my pussy. You’re going to love eating your mommy out.”

“Yes,” Dad groaned. He was watching for the doorway. I still couldn’t believe he wasn’t my real father. This was all so insane, but…

I nuzzled into my mother’s bush like she ordered. Her curls spilled over my face. The spicy musk of her pussy filled my nose. She smelled so good. I breathed in that musk as I reached her pussy lips. She had thick folds. Her thighs slid over my back. I had eaten her out in that dream last night.

The one where I had ravished her. Where I had just claimed her. It had been so different in the dream. Well, that was the point of dreams. I wasn’t that guy. It had been hot, though. Taking charge. Being in command of Mom.

“Now lick at my folds, Damian,” she purred. “Lick at Mommy’s thick pussy lips.”

“Yes, Mom,” I groaned and flicked my tongue through her folds.

She gasped, her back arching. She quivered there, her boobs jiggling. They were so delicious to watch. I stared at them as my tongue thrust into her pussy. I flicked around in her, loving how she whimpered and moaned. She made such delicious sounds.

My tongue flicked around in her snatch. I devoured her with all that I had. She groaned, her thighs holding me as I lapped at her. Her big boobs jiggled. Dad groaned behind us. It was so weird that he liked to watch. Weird and exciting.

I was taking his place in Mom’s bed. I was her lover now. Not him. She didn’t want him. She wanted me. My dick loved that idea. It was so hot. I could have done that to Mrs. Mitchel, claimed her from her husband, but Mom had stopped me.

And that was good. It was wrong to break up a marriage. A sin.

But…

My dick was so hard as I licked with more passion at her folds. She shuddered and moaned, her big boobs jiggling. I loved the way they quivered as I feasted on her spicy cunt. The flavor of my mom’s pussy was great. I brushed a little bud. A nodule buried in her folds.

She moaned in delight. I licked it again. She shuddered, her back arching. She loved that. I flicked my tongue over her little bud, not sure what this was. My cock was so hard as she filled the bedroom with her passion.

“Oh, that’s my clit,” she moaned. “My clitoris. Ooh, that’s going to make me burst, but… but… Take your time. You don’t have to make me explode yet. Thrust your tongue into my snatch. Swirl it around. Stir me up!”

“Yes, Mom,” I groaned and did that.

I sank into her pussy. I loved the feel of her silky walls around me. She groaned as I swirled around in her. She gripped my face with her hips. I loved how she humped against me. It was exciting. My tongue flicked around her bud again.

She moaned in delight as I did that. She loved what I was doing to her. That was so exciting. She soaked my taste buds with her spiciness. Her pussy lips rubbed on my mouth while her bush tickled my face. God, I loved this.

Eating pussy was amazing.

“Mom!” I growled. “Oh, Mom, you’re delicious.”

“She is,” Dad panted. “She is so delicious. Make your mother, cum, son. Make her explode!”
I attacked Mom’s clit again. I wanted her to burst in delight. She squealed as my tongue slid over her bud. I loved the feel of her beneath me. It was wonderful stroking over that little nub. I danced over her sensitive place, her gasps spilling the air.

I nibbled on her, pussy cream dripping down my chin. My cock was so hard for her. I wanted to be back in my mother, but first I had to make her cum. Mom gasped, her boobs heaving now. She tossed her head from side to side.

“I’m going to cum!” she moaned. “You’re going to make Mommy cum! Yes, yes, yes! Oh, Lord! Damian!”

Her pussy juices gushed out.

I was shocked by the flood of her passion. I didn’t expect that when she climaxed. I loved the taste of her squirting juices. That spicy flavor was perfect. I drank it down, drowning in her juices. I loved the taste. The flavor was perfect.

My tongue flicked over her folds. I stroked across her petals as more and more of her juices spilled out of her. She gasped and moaned, shuddering through her pleasure. Her thighs gripped the sides of my head as she whimpered her delight.

“Oh, my Lord,” she moaned. “Oh, Damian, you’re such a good son. Mommy loves you!”

“Love you, too,” I groaned, my dick so hard.

“Then make love to your mommy!” she moaned as I nuzzled through her blonde bush. “Mmm, make love to your sexy mommy.”

“Yes,” Dad groaned, his voice breathy. Had he cum? Was he going to jerk off again? He loved watching. He had done it all afternoon.

I crawled up my mother’s body, my cock twitching and throbbing. My dick swung between me as she wrapped her arms and legs around me. She pulled me down to her. Her big boobs pressed into my chest as my shaft nuzzled into her bush. I wanted to be back in her.

Back in my sexy mother.

Our lips met in a kiss. She moaned, not minding the taste of her pussy on my lips. I think she liked the flavor. My cock twitched as it pushed through her curls to find her cunt. That delicious hole that had birthed me. I couldn’t get enough of being in her.

She moaned into my lips as my cock slowly sank into the heaven of her twat. Her warm and silky snatch welcomed me in. Forbidden delight swept through me as I pressed deeper and deeper into her cunt. I reveled in penetrating her snatch. She squeezed her twat down around me, holding me tight as I sank to the hilt in her.

My dick throbbed in her pussy. My cock pulsed with my excitement. It was so glorious being in her. I loved every second of it. She moaned, her hands stroking up and down my back as my cock throbbed in her.

I loved this sensation. It was perfect to enjoy. Just fabulous to have that hot cunt squeezing about my dick. She welcomed me into her silky depths. Mom kissed me with passion as my cock bottomed out in her. My nuts rested against her taint.

She broke the kiss and purred, “Right where you belong.”

“Yes,” I groaned, staring into her blue eyes.

She stroked my back. “Mmm, you’re going to be a good boy and only fuck your mommy, right? You’ll only make love to me?”

“Yes, Mom,” I groaned, my dick throbbing. God, I would say anything right now.

“Good,” she purred and kissed me again.

Her tongue slipped into my mouth as her pussy squeezed down around my cock. I loved that sensation. I drew back my dick. I savored how she held me. She massaged me with her delicious cunt. It was such a delight. I loved it.

I drew back my cock. She moaned into my lips. Her body quivered beneath me. She was just so sweet. My tongue danced with her as she gripped me with that wonderful cunt. I buried back into my mother. I plunged into her twat, my nuts slapping into my taint.

“That’s it, son,” groaned Dad. “Make love to your mother. Oh, yes, yes, fill her pussy with your big dick.”

I broke the kiss and groaned, “Shut up, Dad, I’m trying to make love to Mom.”

“Right, right, sorry. I’ll just watch.”

Mom rolled her eyes and grinned at me. I smiled at her, too. Dad was just a pathetic cuckold. Nothing to do about that but to keep pumping away at Mom’s pussy. Her hot cunt massaged me, swelling me toward that wonderful orgasm.

I would flood her pussy with my cum. God, what if I got her pregnant? That made this more and more exciting. I loved how I buried into her pussy. I plunged into her snatch again and again. It was glorious to be in her.

I buried to the hilt in her snatch, savoring that wonderful twat around my dick. It was fantastic. I buried into her over and over again. I fucked her with passion, loving how she moved beneath me. She whimpered and moaned, her boobs rubbing into my chest.

“Oh, Damian,” she moaned. “Oh, yes, yes, Mommy loves your cock!”

“Are you going to cum on my dick, Mom?” I growled, my nuts slapping into her taint.

She nodded slowly. Seriously. A wicked smile played on her lips. “So hard.”

I shuddered at that. She was so sexy. I kissed my mother, claiming her lips as I plunged my cock into her pussy. She gripped me with that hot flesh. She held me tight as I fucked into her cunt with hard strokes. I buried deep and hard into her.

She moaned, gripping me with her dick. She held me tight with that delicious snatch. She felt so amazing around my cock. I loved it. I loved her juicy flesh around my dick. The pressure grew and grew at the tip. I hurtled toward my climax.

Every plunge into her swelled the pressure at the tip of my dick. In my nuts. My mother felt so wonderful beneath me.

Her big breasts rubbed into my chest.

Her legs gripped my hips as she humped up into my thrusts.

She moaned with me, her pussy growing hotter and hotter with each plunge into her pussy. I shuddered, my heavy nuts slapping into her taint. They brimmed with all the cum I would unload in her pussy.

All my seed would flood her womb.

I slammed hard into her, wanting to breed my mother. To fill her with my spunk. She squeezed her snatch down around my cock, her fingernails raking across my back. Dad breathed heavily, masturbating frantically to his wife making love to me.

Mom broke the kiss and squealed, “Damian! My Damian!”

Her pussy went wild around my cock. She spasmed around me, sucking at me. I loved the feel of her pussy rippling around my cock. That was an incredible rush. I savored my mom’s twat climaxing around my cock. She needed my cum.

I gave it to her.

I erupted into her pussy. I spurted blast after blast of my jizz into her pussy. It was excellent to cum in her. I groaned, erupting again and again into her twat. The pleasure slammed through me. It was fantastic. Just a wonderful rush to have all that pleasure shooting through me.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” I moaned. “Oh, Mom!”

“Yes, yes, cum in your mommy’s pussy!” Her cunt suckled at my dick. “Flood Mommy with all your seed!”

“Yes!” Dad breathed. He grunted.

I kissed Mom, our bodies entwined together. Her pussy worked out every drop of my cum like she wanted to be bred by me, too. Her body hungered for my incestuous seed. I shuddered, filling her to the brim with all my spunk.

It was wonderful. The pleasure slammed into my mind. This was a perfect moment. I hit that peak of bliss, spilling the last of my seed into her pussy. My heart hammered away as I lay on her. She stroked her hands up and down my back.

Our kisses softened as she shuddered beneath me. My heart pounded in my chest from all the glorious pleasure that swept through my body. My blood hummed with the pleasure of this moment. She was just so amazing.

I broke the kiss and breathed, “Mom.”

“Mmm, I love you, Damian,” she purred as I rolled off her and pulled her against me. She snuggled into my side, her hand stroking over my chest. Her boobs were rubbing into me.

It felt so nice having her lying against me.

Dear, close the door so we can get some sleep,” she said to Dad. “Love you, Jarod.”

“Night,” Dad said, closing the door. “Love you, too, dear.”

The door shut and my eyes closed. I couldn’t believe this had happened. That I had just made love to my mom and now I was sleeping with her. My breathing slowed as I fell into sleep. I slipped into a dream. Alyta Mitchel was in it.

I had to ravish her.

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Anna Carlyle

I woke up and smiled at my hunk son in my bed. He was snoring lightly. He had to be up soon, and I knew just how to get him up. I pulled back the covers and smiled. Well, I didn’t have to get him up at all. He had a lovely case of morning wood.

I settled between his legs as he snored away. He looked so sweet asleep. Handsome but innocent. Not that predator like his real father. I would keep my son from ever becoming that. I gripped his cock and lifted his dick to my lips.

I swallowed him.

He shuddered as I suckled.

The salty flavor of his precum spilled across my tongue along with the faint taste of my spicy pussy from our lovemaking last night. I was still all sticky down there. I would have to clean myself up later. Right now, I reveled in how dirty I felt.

Proof I was my son’s slutty mommy.

I suckled hard on my son, loving his dick.

He groaned, “Damn…”

His eyes fluttered. I watched him as I nursed on his cock. I wasn’t swirling my tongue or bobbing my head. I was just staring at him coming slowly awake as I loved him with my hot mouth. My boobs swayed beneath me as I quivered in anticipation.

“What is…” he groaned groggily. “Mom?”

I suckled hard on his dick.

He gasped and bolted upright. “Mom, what are you doing in my…” He trailed off. “Oh, right. Damn.”

I winked at him as he fell back on the pillow. I bobbed my head now, suckling on him. Nursing with passion on him. He groaned, his cock twitching in my mouth. I fisted the base of him as I slobbered on his dick.

“That’s one heck of a wake-up, Mom,” I groaned,

I popped my mouth off him. “Mmm, it’s what my darling son deserves.”

I swallowed his cock again.

He groaned, “Damn.”

I bobbed my head, sucking hard on him. I would have him spurting all that cum into my mouth. Just erupting with blast after blast of jizz. I couldn’t wait for that wonderful burst of spunk to flood my mouth. It would be glorious.

I suckled hard on him, bobbing my head as I worked. He squirmed there, loving what I did to him. He groaned as I did that. I worshiped him, my tongue dancing around the crown of his cock. His hands balled into fists.

“Fuck, Mom!” he groaned.

That made me feel so good.

I was making him feel amazing.

The warmth washed through me as I pleasured my son. I did so love taking care of him, and now I had a newer way. A sluttier way. I suckled with such might on him. He groaned, his body shuddering as I worshiped him.

I would have him cumming. Have him spurting again and again into my mouth. He slammed his fist down on the bed as I loved him. My cheeks hollowed as the salty flavor of his precum grew stronger and stronger.

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

I did so hope he did. That was the point of this. I swirled my tongue around his crown, wanting to give him every bit of stimulation I could. It worked.

“Mom!” he groaned and erupted.

He pumped all that salty cum into my mouth. I groaned as he erupted again and again. I gulped down that wonderful jizz. I swallowed it all down, savoring that wonderful spunk. It melted across my tongue and was just delicious.

I wiggled my hips back and forth as he grunted again and again. His jizz was just so delicious. I loved it so much. I savored that wondrous delight. He groaned as he erupted one more time, giving me a last mouthful of cum.

“Wow,” he groaned. “Wow, Mom.”

I popped my mouth off his cock and purred, “Mmm, now you have to go take a shower and get ready for school. You want waffles for breakfast?”

He grinned. “Sure, Mom.”

I hummed as I rose from the bed and grabbed my robe. I would keep my son from straying. He wouldn’t need any other woman but me. Not after yesterday and last night. I sauntered out of the bedroom and downstairs. I started the coffee going for Jarod, put on some tea for myself, and began cooking waffles.

I was the best mother an incubus could want.

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Debbie Mitchel

I was waiting out front of Damian’s private Christian high school to pick him up to “mow my lawn.” I did have a thick bush that needed his attention. Ever since that dream, I could not get him out of my mind. His mother didn’t want me to touch him.

She was so prissy. So possessive of her son. It wasn’t like she could make love to him. But I could.

I knew I would be cheating on my husband. I loved Ed, but that sex dream had awakened this ravenous hunger in me. My pussy craved to feel Damian’s cock in real life. I had felt his bulge yesterday while kissing him. I knew he was hung. He would fill me up.

I spotted him coming out of the front wearing a dress shirt and tie with a pair of light-gray slacks. The school didn’t have a uniform, but it did have a dress code. Boys had to wear ties and slacks, girls had to wear dark dresses with hems past the knees and necklines that didn’t go lower than their armpits.

I climbed out of the car and waved to him. “Damian.”

He blinked. “Mrs. Mitchel?” He moved toward me. So tall and handsome with those blue eyes. They raked over me, appreciating my curves. I wore the tightest T-shirt I had and my tightest jeans, too. “Uh, why are you here?”

“You promised to mow my lawn,” I said. Ed couldn’t do it right now. He’d thrown out his back again.

“Uh, not sure my mom wants me to do that.”

“Of course she does.” I took his hand and led him to my car. “It’s the neighborly thing to do. And a promise is a promise.”

“Okay,” he said, this hunger gleaming in his eyes.

“Mom? Damian?”

My stomach soured at the interruption. I turned back to see my daughter, Alyta, hurrying to us. She was fourteen and slender. Petite with brassy hair. I put on a bright smile. “I thought you had band practice. Damian is coming over to mow the law. You know, since your father threw out his back, he can’t.”

“Oh, cool.” Alyta glanced at Damian with desire in her eyes. That little tramp. “Band practice canceled. Mr. Dubois is out sick. Guess I’ll just ride home with you two.”

I ground my teeth. I wasn’t happy about that. I thought I would have an hour or more to be alone with Damian. I didn’t have any choice but to take my daughter home with us. Anything else would be suspicious.

Ooh, that little trollop. I’d have to watch her. Damian was mine!

To be continued…

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