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There comes a moment in a son’s life when he spies on his mother in the shower and realizes she’s his perfect woman.
The best mothers give him a smile and invite him in
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There comes a moment in a son’s life when he spies on his mother in the shower and realizes she’s his perfect woman.
The best mothers give him a smile and invite him in
what are you thinking mom? shall we go inside or do you just want me to bend you over right here right now and give you my cock and pump you full of my seed
Nothing compares to the feeling of my own son throbbing inside me,
His beautiful seed hitting against and dribbling down my cervix.
My seduction, and him returning to his mommy’s womb.💞💞💞
Such a passionate, beautiful sentiment. Mother and son becoming one again.
It's been so many years since the first time she made love to me for my birthday. She's had 3 kids since then. Frankly, he husband and I look so much alike, that she and I joke privately about whether they're his kids or mine.
And yet, to this day, she always finished on top of me, staring into my eyes as I cum inside of her.
I'm beginning to think my big sister wants them to be mine.
Even after my sister got married. She still would come to me so I could fuck her the way she needs it and wants it. I tell her her kids are probably mine since we have been fucking since she got married. She would give me the biggest smile and drive her pussy as far as it could go on my cock... She knew it was true..
Your wife knows you're mine.
I told her while I had a strapon (cloned from your cock) balls deep inside her.
She came three times while I rubbed your wedding ring against her clit, and now she calls me Mistress 💋
I'm gonna spend this sleepover fucking your dad while your mom touches herself and watches
Thanks for inviting me over 💋
He takes me on holiday with him, even when I'm ovulating 🫦
A young couple just moved in next door
By next week I'll have him in a collar and her in a cage 💋
My daughter knows that I go get a drink naked every night right after fucking her mom. She must have watched me do it many times, and memorized at what time I would do it.
All of that was just so I could find her like this, her ass already lubed up, knowing that I wouldn’t resist the view.
My dad had run off with his secretary a year earlier. My mom was horribly depressed for a while, but after signing the divorce papers, she started working out, losing wright, and getting her figure back. By the time my prom came around, she looked pretty hot... according to my friends.
I had been dating the same girl since the first of the year and six weeks before, I asked her to the prom. The day before the prom, the guy who was certainly going to be the prom king walked up and asked her if she could go with him because he had broken up with his girl. The look on her face as she almost screamed, "Yes! Yes! Yes!" and just like that, I had no date and no girlfriend. I was heart broken and was not going to go when my mom walked in wearing a new, very short, very sexy dress and asked, "Can I be your prom date?" I thought it was weird, but I didn't want to be seen as a loser. So I took her. We got a lot of stares and a bunch of guys asked her to dance. "No, I'm here with my hot, handsome guy..." she replied. We danced and my buddies told me I had the hottest date in the place.
When we got home that night she asked me, "Is there something else you'd like?" I didn't know what she was offering, but had she made me horny, yes! I said no and went to bed. A few days later, I came home and
found my mom wearing the sexiest, shortest skirt I had ever seen on her. I went to my room to hide the hard-on she was giving me. "What are you wearing?" I asked her. "I found this skirt I used to wear back in my college days to drive the professors mad... and just about every other guy too. What do you think?" she explained. "I think you shouldn't wear it anymore... I gotta go to my room" I replied. I admit it, I found myself stroking my cock about ten minutes later!
Over the next week, it seemed like everything she wore was sexier and sexier. I was hard all the time. Then she said things like, "I'm here for you if you need or want anything... anything at all..." I was going crazy. How
could I fantasize about fucking my own other so much? Was it wrong? I just couldn't help it. Finally, I came home and found her in this silky satin dress that had me hard instantly. She looked so fucking hot I just couldn't stand it. I was standing before her, my pants bulging, when she said, come sit down here on my bed next to me. I wanted to go jerk off, but I did what she asked. "Son, it is perfectly normal for there to be some sexual attraction between a son and mother. In fact, many times there are actual sexual relationships between them. Society says that is forbidden, but in reality, it is a combination of compassion and lust. No one gets hort... they just share a lot of pleasures... Pleasures I want and need..." she was saying as she leaned closed to me. My hand slipped over onto her dress and up onto her breast, caressing it. Then I kissed her.
Oh my God! Why hadn't I done this on Prom night. I knew inside that I wanted to. And that day when she wore that tiny little skirt, I could have fucked her for hours in it! But this dress just made me so hot for her that I couldn't control my own lust and when she said she wanted it...
Her naked body, her hot kisses, the feel of her lips wrapped around my hard cock, and the exquisite pleasures of her pussy kept us in her bed for hours. I had never enjoyed licking a pussy as much as I enjoyed hers. She had freshly shaved before putting that dress on and I loved it. She didn't make me wear a condom and her pussy felt so good without one. We stopped long enough to have some dinner, then I had her for dessert and all through the night. I slept with her every night after that. We had sex at least twice and some times four or five times a day. She wore that tiny little skirt for me with these super sexy panties and I fucked her right on the kitchen table... and the sofa... and the bathroom counter. We went to dinner one night, me in my suit and her in the same dress she had worn to prom. As we drove home, she leaned over and began sucking my cock. I couldn't wait, pulling over on a dark street and pulling her onto my cock for a very hot fuck. Within a month, I was totally addicted to her and didn't even look at other girls. I just had to get home and into my mom every chance I got... Who says family lust is a bad thing!
Will dress you as treasure and then treat you like trash and then lift you back up out of your filth like the precious prize you are once again.
The au pair had been really making herself at home, hopping up onto the countertops to sip her coffee or chat with her friends back home on FaceTime. My wife was getting increasingly annoyed. “Can you please talk to her about it? They’re brand new countertops!”
Of course, I answered. I’ll talk to her about it.
“What are you doing? Your brother only just left!” your wife said. “Oh, I know,” your brother replied. “Mmm, you are so bad. Okay, but you better cum in me this time. I don’t want to explain stains to my husband again.”
The room was dark, the only sound the steady rhythm of her father’s breathing. She stood at the foot of the bed, her heart pounding in her chest as her eyes adjusted to the shadows. The sheets were tangled around his legs, his broad chest rising and falling in a deep, peaceful sleep. She bit her lip, her fingers trembling as she reached for the hem of her nightgown, pulling it up and over her head. The cool air brushed against her bare skin, sending a shiver down her spine.
She climbed onto the bed, her knees sinking into the soft mattress. She could smell him—the faint scent of his aftershave mingled with something else, something raw and masculine. Her heart raced faster as she leaned over him, her hand hovering just above his chest. She hesitated for a moment, her breath catching in her throat, before she gently pulled the sheets aside, revealing the bulge in his boxers.
Don’t think. Just do it.
Her fingers trembled as she slid his boxers down, her eyes widening as his cock sprang free, already half-hard in his sleep. She couldn’t help but stare—it was bigger than she’d imagined, thicker than the smooth, polished toys she’d experimented with in secret. She bit her lip, her legs straddling his hips as she positioned herself over him, her wetness already pooling between her thighs.
She guided him into her, her breath hitching as he stretched her open. Oh God, he’s so big. She sank down slowly, inch by inch, her body trembling with the effort. It felt so good, so right, as if this was where she was always meant to be. She rocked her hips gently, a soft moan escaping her lips as she began to ride him in his sleep.
Her father stirred, his breathing quickening as his hips instinctively pushed up into her. She froze, her heart pounding in her chest, but he didn’t wake—not yet. She moved again, slowly at first, then faster, her nails digging into his chest as she ground herself against him. His cock felt so good inside her, filling her in a way she’d never experienced before. She could feel her orgasm building, her thighs shaking as she rode him harder.
“What the hell, kiddo?”
His voice was groggy, confused, and she froze again, her eyes wide with panic. He blinked up at her, his hands gripping her hips as he tried to push her off. “What the fuck are you doing?”
Her breath caught in her throat, her body still trembling with the aftershocks of her climax. “Mom’s not home,” she whispered, her voice barely audible. “I wanted to help.”
He stared at her for a moment, his expression unreadable in the dim light. “Jesus Christ,” he muttered, his hands tightening on her hips as he threw her to the side. She landed on the bed with a soft thud, her chest heaving as she watched him sit up, running a hand through his hair.
He reached for the bedside lamp, the sudden brightness making her squint. His cock was still hard, glistening with her wetness, and he cursed under his breath as he grabbed a tissue from the nightstand, wiping himself clean.
“This is fucked up,” he muttered, his voice low and rough. “Do you even understand that?”
She sat up, her eyes never leaving his. “I understand,” she said softly, her voice trembling. “I just…I couldn’t help it.”
He stared at her for a moment, his jaw clenched, before he sighed heavily, rubbing a hand over his face. “Jesus fucking Christ,” he muttered again, his voice barely audible.
She moved closer to him, her hands resting on his chest as she leaned in, her lips brushing against his. He didn’t push her away this time, his breath hitching as she pressed herself against him. “Daddy,” she whispered, her voice barely audible. “Please.”
He hesitated for a moment, his hands gripping her hips as if he was trying to decide whether to push her away or pull her closer. “What the hell are you doing?” he asked, his voice rough with desire.
She didn’t answer, her lips finding his as she climbed onto his lap again, her wetness already pooling between her thighs. He groaned, his hands tightening on her hips as she guided him into her, sinking down on his cock with a soft moan.
“Fuck,” he muttered, his head falling back against the pillows as she began to ride him again, her body trembling with the force of her orgasm. “Fuck, this is so wrong.”
But he didn’t stop her—not this time. His hands gripped her hips, guiding her movements as she rode him harder, her nails digging into his chest as she chased her pleasure. “Dad,” she moaned, her voice trembling with need. “Please…don’t stop.”
He didn’t say anything, his breath coming in short, shallow gasps as he thrust up into her, his cock filling her in a way that made her feel complete. She could feel her orgasm building again, her thighs shaking as she rode him harder, her body trembling with the force of her climax.
“Fuck, kiddo” he muttered again, his hands tightening on her hips as he thrust up into her, his cock pulsing inside her as he came. She collapsed against him, her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath, her body still trembling with the aftershocks of her orgasm.
They lay there for a moment, the silence stretching between them, before he sighed heavily, running a hand through his hair. “What the hell are we doing?” he asked, his voice low and rough.
She didn’t answer, her fingers tracing lazy circles on his chest as she pressed herself against him, her lips brushing against his. “Daddy,” she whispered, her voice barely audible. “Please…don’t stop.”
Sophie Lauren
I took my step daughter and her friend to the mall to do some Xmas shopping…I got my present in the car when we left
My son and his girlfriend had a fight at our house about something. She came to me and asked me to drive her home. The tight white t-shirt dress she wore and her high spike heels, had had me checking her out all night. “Please walk me inside. My parents are gone for the weekend…” she asked. I did. When we were inside the door, she turned and looked up at me… I was getting a great view of her sexy tits and her eyes were screaming, “Take me…” I leaned down and kissed her. She kissed me back, passionately! My hands were now feeling the nicest tits I had felt in two decades! Then I stepped back, “I shouldn’t be doing this…” She reached down and pulled her dress up and off, “But you can’t resist me… You’ve wanted me all night and I broe up with your son because I told him I wanted to fuck you… so fuck me!” I was soon on her bed and deep inside of the tightest pussy I had ever had. I was cheating on my wife, on my son, and with a girl less than half my age. As I thought of all that, I fucked her harder, making her cum for the second, third and fourth times before I came in her… “Come back tomorrow and we can do this again…” she said to me as I get ready to leave. I know its wrong, but I just can’t resist her now that I’ve had her…