"That's it lover…push it in slowly now…ahhhhhh…" I didn't have to wait long for him to enter me. He burried his love stick to the hilt in me with one mighty plunge. I was so well lubricated that it went in and out so easily.
He came soon. He had only been humping me for half a minute or so, then it was too much for him. The rhythm increased as he neared his climax, then with a sighing "oohhhh moooom…" he burried his member as deep as he could, his small sac smacking against my buttocks, his body started shivering as he exploded inside my pussy, his hot sticky cum spurting deep inside my waiting hole…Surge after surge of love-juices erupting as I was squeezing his buttocks, pressing his crotch close to mine, our genitals being one, grinding against eachother in a strive of sexual relief.
I didn't let his member go limp, after all I hadn't orgasmed with him inside me yet, and I really wanted him to make me cum one final time.
His penis was still twitching when I rolled ontop of him, our mouths meeting in a deep kiss, my drooling tongue playing inside his wet mouth, meeting his tongue.
I slid down his body, til I reached his semi-erect penis. I looked up at him, he was in heaven, his eyes squirming as I saw drools of beautiful white sperm still dribbling out of his mushroom-like slit.
I took him inside my mouth, sucking his sensitive penis as hard as I could, sucking out all the excessive spunk out of his hot member which mixed with the juices from my hole he had been inside only moments earlier. I let the liquids play on my tastebuds, enjoying the taste of our mingled cum, then swallowing. With my hands I was holding his little sac, squeezing it gently while working my other hand up and down rhythmically, masturbating him.
"Ohhhh…moooommm…", his hands were pressing my head down on his penis, and I knew what he wanted. Slowly, but still with the sucking motion, I started moving my head up and down on his shaft, thus turning my mouth into an artificial vagina, only that my hot mouth was sucking him hard like a vagina could never do.
I could feel the taste of his pre-cum, and knew this was the time. I let him go out of my mouth, watching as a string of cum and saliva clang between his penis and my lips. Eagerly I darted my tongue out and cut it, lapping it up, letting my tongue move lightly on his mushroom tip, tickling his purpour coloured penis.
I gave it a final kiss, tenderly my lips closing around it while my tongue played on it, leaving a large amount of juices and saliva. Then I proceeded with the strive for relief.
I straddled him, in a riding position, my big breasts hanging only inches from his face. Grabbing his penis with my hand I played with it in the crack of my slit, then finally guiding it to the entrance, positioning it. I was so wet with the previous cum, still oozing out of me, and his penis so wet with my spit and his cum, that when lowering myself on his intruder, it went in so easily that it felt like it was meant to be inside of me forever.
Gently I started riding him in a slow rhythm, feeling his big shaft plunge into the depth of me, every time I lowered myself down on him.
I looked him in the eyes, saw the hot glances of an animal in heat in my son. I lowered my upper body so that my breasts reached his face, bumping against it, guiding them so he could suck on my nipples.
"Please John, play with my breasts…please suck on them… anhhhh… that's right…"
John was more than eager to fulfill my wish, the passion was so tremendous that no one can understand how good it felt, only true lovers. There was no right or wrong, no legal or illegal, moral or immoral act. It was pure lust and desire. Love and affection for my son.
I orgasmed twice, while I was riding him, then he came inside of me, once more filling me up with his loving semen, the evidence of how much he loved me.
After our wonderful love session, and some more playing, we got out of bed. It was still very early, and John reluctantly tip-toed to his room after trying to stay "a little while longer". I persuaded him, after letting him suck on my motherly breasts once more, to go to his room, and go to sleep, after all, it was Monday, and that meant he would have to leave for his summer-job and besides, I needed some sleep too.
I sprawled out on the bed, naked, the sheets clinging to my body from the sweat and the cum, and I started caressing my swollen and somewhat soure pussy. Sticking a finger up inside me, I could feel his seed from the two climaxes. I played a little with myself, tasting the cum from my pussy, savouring the taste and remembering the wonderful moments only minutes ago. I thought of going to the bathroom and wash myself up, especially my genitals, to minimize the risk of getting pregnant, but I put the idea aside. I knew my son was fertile, but I reasoned it would after all be too late for that now. Besides, I liked knowing I had my son's spunk inside of me, even though I knew it was a hazardous game, it kind of thrilled me, knowing I could get pregnant… ~Subject: Wicked Lovemaking Series I ~From: an204955@anon.penet.fi
Chapter V
When I awoke, it was almost 10 o'clock, and I was amazed at how long I had slept. I checked John's and Tim's rooms and saw they were gone. John worked on a ranch a few miles away, and Tim had a summer-job in town at a supermarket. I took a shower and fixed myself up.
I started the week by doing the regular chores, which included laundring, cleaning the household, making myself some lunch and taking care of our stable which consisted of 4 beautiful horses and 2 cows.
Since Tim worked at the supermarket, he did all the shoppings, so I didn't have to bother going to town for groceries. Tim would take it with his motorette. When my boys got home I would have supper ready for them, and we would all eat together. Then we would play some cards, watch some television, and eventuallly we would go to bed, only that from now on John would share my bed. Every night from now on he could stay with me, to make love with me, to sleep with me like lovers do. I had a hard time all day long, thinking of John, wanting him every minute. I had to finger myself several times during the day, to relief myself.
It seemed like my longing was rewarded. It was about mid-day. I had just eaten some lunch and gone out to the stable getting some hay for the horses, and started feeding the cows when I heard the sound of hooves outside. At the entrance I saw John leading Blackie, his horse inside the barn.
"Hi Mom!"
"Hello John, you're early today…"
"I guess so…"
He led the horse into his box and unsaddled him, getting some hay for him…then he turned to me.
Now when he was finally here with me, I didn't really know what to do…
"I didn't expect you this early…so I didn't make any food… but I'll make you something if you want to…I mean if you're hungry.
He had gotten to me and was standing only two-three feet away from me. Looking me in the eyes. I had a hard time enduring his glances and had to look in another direction.
"I'm a little hungry…but that could wait…"
"Well…maybe you'll help me fix the horses…they sure need some brushing…especially Blackie…you ought to take care of him better…"
He was still looking at me, then I felt his strong arms around me, pressing me tight to him, my breasts feeling the warmth of his sweaty shirt. His body was shivering like he was cold, but I knew he wasn't shivering from that reason. His warm cheek against mine, his young beard-stubble tickling me, while his warm breath was panting close to my naked neck.
"Ohhh mom…I love you so much…", I heard him whisper in my ear.
"I love you too, honey…I love you too…but this is so wrong…we shouldn't be doing this…I shouldn't feel what I feel for you, not in this way…". All day I had thought of John, of making love to him, of receiving his delighting penis, but now when I saw him, I had again received those feelings that this was wrong…it was so…
"mmm John…"