Chapter 14: I’ll fuck you until your pus..

Unable to contain herself, her hands flew to the back of my head, not to push me away but to pull me in harder. While my rough tongue explored her sensitive cunt walls, she grunted loudly, finally receiving the attention she had long desired from her son.

Raising her knees and capturing my head between her thighs, she squeezed tightly, pulling my mouth to her starved pussy. Her body stiffened each time my tongue scraped along her sensitive walls. My face became soaked from her leaking pussy cream while she enjoyed the face-fuck from her son. Bringing her near orgasm several times, I’d ease up to let her recover. After ten minutes of teasing, I decided to escalate her to a climax.

Moving my mouth to the top of her pussy, I moved the hood of her sensitive nub to the side and captured her engorged clit. While I squeezed and rolled her most sensitive piece of flesh, I shoved three fingers deep into her hole. Her hips humped while her body tensed and shook from her long-awaited cataclysmic release. After a long guttural moan, juices erupted from her slot when she climaxed. I sucked her sweet nectar from her convulsing cunt. She humped several times into my sucking mouth while I maintained close contact.

Mom’s arms and legs fell limply to the bed, exhausted from her incestuous climax. I pulled back to admire the prize I’d lusted after. Moving her hands up, she pulled a pillow over the top of her sheet-covered face. She must have been afraid I’d know it was her, anticipating a screaming episode when I finally entered her.

I thought, “How could she not know that I recognized her?”

She kept her face hidden, pretending to be a client. Maybe it was how she wanted the seduction to proceed, or she thought I’d finish and leave without realizing it was her. Not wanting to spoil her planned seduction, I didn’t reveal that I knew she was my mother.

I caressed her thighs while she recovered from her orgasm. When I inched near her body, my hard prick bumped against her leg, leaving a trail of precum slime. The touch of my shaft on her smooth thigh resulted in a long groan, muffled by the pillow. I massaged her mound, running my fingers through her forest of soft fur.

“Your pussy is perfect. It’s such a turn-on for me because your pussy is how I’ve fantasized my mother’s would look. I love her and have wanted to stroke her pussy more than anything.”

She still didn’t talk but moaned and moved her hips around while I played with her hairy mound. Shifting lower, I stroked and caressed the smooth skin at the top of her legs. “And your thighs are so firm and smooth. They remind me of my mother’s legs. She allowed me to touch them once. It was exciting, being able to stroke the legs of the woman I love.”

I wrapped my hands around her thighs, lifting and massaging them. I spread her out widely, opening her juicy, hungry cunt. Her breasts heaved up and down under the sheet while her breathing rate increased. Her excitement grew, upon hearing her son’s soothing talk. Her fingers gripped the sheets, her muscles tensing in anticipation of our incestuous liaison.

Sliding up her body, I rested my balls on top of her slimy slit and nestled my shaft on top of her soft mound. I shoved the sheet upward to rest immediately below her breasts, revealing her smooth midriff and rib cage. Caressing her hot skin, I squeezed chunks of flesh, marveling at her sexy body.

“Normally, I’m not allowed to expose your breasts, but you have me more excited than normal. I’m fantasizing you’re my mom, and I’ve wanted to see and squeeze her breasts for a long time,” I hoarsely croaked while moving the sheet up to her neck, exposing her glorious globes. They were bigger than I had imagined and topped with hard, pink nipples.

I cupped her succulent mounds, kneading and massaging them. Her breathing increased while I mauled her firm breasts. She released a gasp of air when I captured her nipples with my fingers and lightly twisted them. She humped her hips up, attempting to capture her son’s cock. She wasn’t playing any games now; she wanted to fuck her son.

It was a pivotal moment in our lives. To ensure Mom was willing to shed all of her inhibitions, I taunted her, “You are one horny lady, aren’t you? This pussy deserves a fat cock shoved up it. I’m going to fuck you as if you were my mother.”

She screeched through the pillow and widened her legs.

“Don’t worry, sexy lady. I’ll fuck you until your pussy gets the satisfaction it desires. And then I’ll deposit a large load of sperm deeply into your pussy.” Delirious with excitement, I looked down to see my prick within an inch of its target. I used one hand to guide my fat head to her pussy and swished it around the mouth of her slot, smearing her slick fluids on my blood-engorged knob.

Knowing I would remember this moment forever, I didn’t immediately enter her, swirling my tip around the thick lips surrounding her gaping gash. We breathed rapidly and shallowly while I prepared to return to my birth canal two decades later. I shoved until the flared bottom of my head sunk past her outer lips, nestled in a hot, wet oven of flesh. Her pussy contracted with a mini-orgasm while she screamed into the pillow, coating my head with slick cum.

I pulled out to admire my shiny, beet-red prick, anxious to return into her warm interior. I pushed in further the next time, slowly parting the folds of her long unused channel. Repeating the shallow fucking, I stretched her pussy, while she bathed my cock with oily cum from her mini-orgasms.

Her pelvis humped up and down, trying to swallow more of her son’s hard prick. While my cock slid deeper into her tight sheath, I teased her nipples. Her velvety pussy walls surrounded my rock-hard cock while I slowly descended. Her juices copiously flowed, covering my shaft, enabling it to easily slice through her clasping cunt. My eyes locked onto my prick, sliding into my mother’s pussy for the first time.