0 comments/ 426508 views/ 99 favorites A Mother's Lust By: storyteller1951 Sally was a young mother, married and pregnant at nineteen. At age 38 her tits were still rounded and firm, the valley between them narrow. They were full and tilted at the nipples, arching upwards when she stood. Her waist was quite small, easily spanned by the hands of her husband. Her curvy hips flowed into lovely long thighs and slender calves and her ass was nice and tight, well rounded with silky smooth cheeks and a deep crack that drew plenty of admiring glances at the beach. Her puffy nether lips filled out the bottoms of the tiny bikinis she wore and, because she liked the way it felt, she kept her cuntmound free of pubic hair. Sally had been thinking about seducing her teenage son, Johnny, for some time. Ever since going by his room one day and heard his moans as he masturbated. She knew she didn't want all that delicious come to go to waste. Sally had grown up in an incestuous household, a little secret her husband had never found out, and knew that family sex was often the best. The opportunity arose around Johnny's 18th birthday. Her husband, Dan, had to be away on business all week and she knew Johnny was disappointed. If her plan worked he wouldn't be disappointed for long. Sunday night she told Johnny that he was going to have to wake her up every morning since her alarm wasn't working. She told him he had to make sure she was up even if it meant coming in her bedroom and shaking her shoulder. Monday morning the seduction started. She had planned a slow process that she hoped would reach its climax, in more ways than one, on Thursday which was Johnny’s birthday. Sally slept naked Sunday night as always. When Johnny had to come in Monday to wake her up the satin sheets made her nudity obvious. Johnny paused for a few moments looking at his mother sleeping under the thin covers. Her 38 year old body still looked firm and her large breasts, easily visible under the satin, looked as perky as a woman years younger. Sally's blonde hair was spread across her pillow, framing her lovely angelic face. Johnny soon realised he was growing erect as he stared and guiltily he averted his eyes as he shook his mother's shoulder to wake her. Sally, who wasn't really sleeping, popped her eyes open and smiled up at him. She sneaked a quick glance at his crotch and was happy to see the slight bulge showing his arousal. "Thanks honey", she murmured. " I might have slept all day." "No p-p-problem Mom.", stammered Johnny, still feeling guilty. He quickly left the room. "This is going to be easy." said Sally to herself. The next morning Sally made sure the sheets were wrapped tightly around her in a tangle when Johnny came in. Her youthful body was closely enveloped by the sleek satin, clearly showing every curve. She might as well have been lying completely naked. Johnny paused even longer before he woke her, drinking in her beauty. This time he was fully erect by the time he left the room and Sally heard him hurrying into the bathroom. She stole out of bed and slowly made her way to the bathroom door. Putting her ear up to the door, she listened closely to what Johnny was doing inside. Sally was rewarded minutes later by Johnny's groans as he masturbated himself to orgasm. She felt powerful in knowing that it was her body that had brought her own son to jerk off. She still lamented the waste of the come but knew it wouldn't be much longer till it would be her, not the toilet bowl, that would be the receptacle for his creamy spurts. She wasn't sure if she could hold out till Thursday. Wednesday morning the sheets were in the same tangle but Sally intentionally left one breast exposed. Johnny didn't know what to do, she could hear him gulping as he stared at the rosy nipple which stuck out a good half inch from her pillowy breast flesh. The young lad's cock was so hard it hurt as he tried to pull the covers up over her tit before he shook her shoulder. Sally was having none of that. As he tried she moved slightly so that the other breast popped into view. She was now lying on her back and pretty well naked from her narrow waist upwards. Johnny fled back to the door and tried knocking loudly, hoping to wake her without being right beside the bed. He thought she would appreciate the chance to cover up. Since Sally wasn't really asleep this didn't work. She had stressed how important it was that she be woken up so the obedient youth knew he had to wake her. His face was crimson as he shook her shoulder and grew even redder when she stretched and his hand rubbed against her breast for a moment. He pulled away like a scalded cat. She still didn't seem to be awake though so he shook her again, watching as her breasts slowly rolled as he shook her. It was an amazing sight for the young lad and he almost came right then and there. Sally stretched again and pretended to come awake. "Oh, Johnny you wouldn't believe the dream I was having." she said huskily. "Why Johnny what's wrong? You're red as a beet." "Um, um." "What Johnny? What is it?" Sally pretended not to notice her nakedness. "Um, your b-b-breasts Mom." Sally looked down and feigned surprise. "Oh, sorry Johnny. I guess I got all tangled up while dreaming. I have the most erotic dreams when your father is away." "Mom!" gasped Johnny. "Sorry again Johnny, I'm still half asleep." Johnny hurried from the room and Sally heard the bathroom door close in a hurry. She didn't have to sneak this time, she was sure she knew what was going on in there. "As a matter of fact," she thought to herself, "he's not the only one who needs a little relief." Noticing that Johnny had left her door ajar she decided to wait and see if he came back for a quick peek. She threw the sheets to the floor and stretched her long naked body, arching her back like a cat. Starting with her creamy soft breasts she began slowly arousing herself. Sally squeezed her titflesh firmly with each hand until the nipples stuck out even further than usual. "At least 3/4 of an inch." she thought proudly. Slowly she moved her right hand down over her belly, keeping the other one working her swollen mammaries. She patted her flat tummy then sneaked her hand further down over her shaved mound until she could cup her wet cunt. She slid her feet apart, giving a clear view up between her legs, then eased a finger into her sopping pussy and started slowly moving it in and out. Her left hand left her breasts and found her clitoris. Soon she had three fingers from her right hand punishing her gaping slit at the same time as her left hand caressed her love button. She forgot all about Johnny for a while as she stuck her fingers as far up her frothy cunt as they would go. Her hips, moving with a mind of their own, were soon thrashing around on the bed as her orgasm got closer. She started moaning loudly and her left hand became a blur as it stimulated her elongated clit. Johnny had finished in the bathroom more quickly than his mother thought. His guilt wouldn't let him jerk off. "It's my own Mom," he thought, "how can I come while thinking about my Mom?". He was heading back to his room, determined to get control of himself when he passed Sally's room. He realised he hadn't pulled the door all the way closed and glanced in as he went by. What he saw stopped him dead in his tracks. His mother was splayed out on her bed, completely naked. More than that she had both hands vigorously working away at her gaping cunt. Johnny couldn't help himself. He pulled his cock out of his boxer shorts and started slowly stroking it up and down. As his mother got more vocal his hand moved faster and faster. "OOH, AAH." she called out "OOH It's going to come, my cunt is going to come so fucking hard!" Sneaking a quick look at the doorway she saw that her hand wasn't the only one that was a blur. Johnny's hand was moving so fast on his cock it was like it was everywhere at once. Seeing the size or his erect organ and knowing he was jerking off looking at her sent her over the edge. From her ankles to her eyebrows she started to quake as a mighty orgasm rocked her body. Her hair was flailing as her head flew from side to side. Both hands moving in unison now the desires of her wanton cunt took over all reason and brought her to the crashing climax she so needed. She wasn't the only one in the throes of ecstasy. Seconds after his sexy mother exploded in orgasm, Johnny did too. He had to pull his t-shirt down over his cock to catch all the jism spurting out of the end. His knees buckled and he almost collapsed onto the floor. By the time Sally calmed down the doorway was empty. "I think we're all set for tomorrow." she mused. A short aftershock took her body as she thought about it. When Sally got out of bed later that day Johnny was gone. She waited up quite late for him to come home and started to worry when he wasn't in at 1:00 a.m. "Did I push too fast?" she wondered, "Maybe he's afraid to come home." She decided there was nothing she could do about it now and went off to bed. If he came home she'd proceed with part four of her plan. If not, she'd find him, apologise and sadly forget the whole thing. Johnny was confused. He stayed out till after 2:00 and sneaked up to his room so his mom wouldn't wake up. His guilt was palpable and he didn't know what he was going to do. The next morning he slept right through his alarm so it was a half hour after the time he was supposed to wake Sally that he woke up himself. Forgetting for a minute the events of the day before he threw his housecoat on and raced down the hallway. He saw no point in knocking so burst into his mother's room and stopped dead in his tracks. She wasn't there. At least he couldn't see her. Sally had believed her son wasn't going to wake her so was in her ensuite bathroom. She came out behind him and saw him looking confusedly around the room. "He did come in!" she thought and felt instantly better. She was afraid she'd ruined their relationship for good. When she woke up and found he hadn't come in she had decided to forget her seduction plans. The problem was she was stark naked and it wouldn't take long until her son turned and saw her standing there. What should she do? The decision was soon taken away as Johnny slowly turned and saw his mother standing there in all her sumptuous glory. The happenings of the previous day came back quickly when he saw his big-titted mother standing before him and he froze. Not all of him froze though. His 9 inch cock started to rise and in no time was sticking out through the front of his housecoat. That was all the incentive Sally needed. She quickly crossed the room, her tits jiggling like bowls of jelly, and hugged her son closely. Johnny could feel the heat from her heaving breasts through his gown and he gasped as he felt her hand close around his erection. "Mom?" he questioned. Sally was afraid to say anything yet. She was scared that it could all still go wrong. Involuntarily her hand started to move up and down on his cock while she stared into his eyes. After a few seconds his questioning look turned into one of love and lust. She knew everything was going to be OK now. "Happy Birthday Johnny." she managed to say. "I hope you like your present, even though I didn’t have time to wrap it." "Oh, Mom. I think this is the best present ever." Sally was really relieved now and started moving her hand faster on his hot cock. "Doesn't it feel better when someone else does this for you? I've heard you doing this for yourself Johnny. I've heard your moans when you came. I've been so upset when I thought about all that sweet come going to waste." "Oh Mom, you're so right. Nothing could feel better." "Oh I think you might change your mind about that before this day is over," Sally whispered, "but first I want to make you come this way." Sally led Johnny by his cock over to the king sized bed. She tore off his dressing gown and pushed him flat on his back. Johnny lay there, unsure what to do. His mother straddled his legs and took hold of his mighty cock once again. Her other hand stole towards her needy cunt and she started slowly stimulating both of their organs. Johnny didn't know where to look. His mother's heaving breasts looked delicious but he'd never seen a shaved cunt up close before. Every detail lay exposed before him; the plump outer lips, the flowering, dew coated inner lips and the stiff clitoris all were available for his excited gaze. He decided to keep his eyes on the fascinating sight between his mother's long slender legs but that didn't mean he couldn't caress her pillowy tits with his hands. "Oh Johnny, oh that's good Johnny." his mother cried. "Squeeze those tits hard. Tweak those nipples son, it feels so good." Sally started stroking faster. "Come for mother, spurt your load Johnny, spurt it." Johnny thought he had died and gone to heaven. His whole body convulsed as he neared orgasm. "Milk it Mom, milk that stiff cock." Sally sobbed as she heard her son expressing his lust. She knew he was close. She also knew she couldn't let it go to waste. Her head bobbed down and she looked right into his eyes, took the end of his fuck organ between her lips and started to suck as hard as she could. Johnny couldn't believe it. His own Mom was sucking him for all she was worth. The sight of her lips ovalled around his cock and her cheeks caving in as she slurped sent him reeling. He screamed, grabbed her hair, thrust himself deep into her throat and let go of the biggest load of his young life. Sally swallowed quickly, surprised at how deep she was able to take him. The sudden push had caught her by surprise but her throat adjusted and she felt the mighty gushes pulsing down, giving her a bellyful of creamy come. Johnny felt like he was coming forever. Time and again he deposited spurts of jism into his mother's vacuuming mouth. "Oh fuck!" he exclaimed, "Suck it all down for me Mom. My cock's coming into your sweet warm mouth. Suck me!" Sally did suck, and swallow, but she couldn't keep it all down. Creamy white come leaked down the sides of her face as she stared deep into her spurting son's eyes. Soon his jerking thrusts stopped and he collapsed, letting go of her long blonde hair. She mouthed his cock, keeping it hard. "It has more work to do yet." she murmured to herself. "The day is just beginning." "How was that Johnny?" Sally asked. "Oh Mom! Un. Fucking. Believable." Sally giggled and licked her lips. "That was quite a load you had ready for your Mom young man. And I thought you were avoiding me." "Never again Mom. I thought you'd be ashamed of the way I felt about you, about your sexy body." Sally gave his cock a quick squeeze to let him know how wrong he was. "How about repaying your horny Mom. I didn't come yet." "You mean it Mom?" Johnny started easing his cock towards her gaping hole. "Not so fast young man." admonished Sally. "My love tunnel may be ravenous for your hard fuck-meat but first you need a little training in pleasing a woman." Sally climbed up her son's body until her cunt was right in front of his face. "Have you ever sucked a pussy Johnny? Have you ever felt one gush its sweet juice all over your mouth?" Secretly she hoped the answer was no. She wanted all the best experiences her son had sexually to be with her. "Never Mom. But I'd sure like to try." "Then try Johnny. Stick out that tongue and shove it into my slot as far as it'll go. Use it like a little cock. Fuck your mother's cunt with that tongue." Tentatively Johnny brought his tongue out. He grabbed his mother's silky buttocks and brought her gash closer to his mouth. Raising his head slightly he buried his face into the very opening that had given him life, thrusting his tongue in and out like a cat licking the cream from the bottom of a bowl. Sally shrieked. "You're a natural honey. Suck that cunt. Lick all around in there. Ooh it feels so good Johnny, so fucking good." Sally let him slurp and lick for a few more minutes, covering his face with her frothy cream. "Now Johnny, that little hard knob at the top of my cunt needs some attention. Can you find it with your tongue?" Johnny nodded, too excited to take his face away from between her legs. "OK son. Take that little bud in your mouth and suck on it like I sucked your cock a few minutes ago. Ooh, yes. Just like that! Suck it and flick your tongue across it at the same time." Johnny's hands were getting all slippery from his mother's juices and he was having a hard time holding on to her quivering ass. As he sought a better purchase his middle finger found its way to her brown rosebud. Sally gave a jerk like she had just received an electric shock. "Oh Johnny, what was that? It felt so good!" Excited that he had found a way to please his mother he pushed his finger inside her hot, buttery anus. Sally started bouncing so hard he could hardly keep his mouth in place. "Oh Johnny! Stick that finger in deep and fuck my ass with it. Ooh, I've never had a finger in my ass before but I know I'll want it again now you've shown me how good it can feel." Johnny glowed with pride. He was more determined than ever to give his Mom the best cuntlapping she'd had in her life. He sucked her love button into his mouth and started moving his finger in and out of her back entrance. He then put three fingers of his other hand together and inserted them into her slick cuntal channel. Using his hands like pistons he worked his sexy mother into a frenzy. First his right hand pushed deep into her cunt, then withdrew as his left hand forced his finger into her asshole. Back and forth his hands sawed while his mouth kept its delicious contact on her engorged clit. "Ahhhh!" Sally screamed. "Oh my God Johnny! My cunt, my fucking cunt. It's going to come. My fucking cunt is ... is ... it's coming ... it's fucking commmmming." If Johnny's hands hadn't been buried deep in his mother's holes he could never have kept his mouth on her dripping slit. Sally started bouncing her luscious ass almost a foot off the bed as she shook in orgasm. "I wonder what it would be like having my cock in her when she comes like that?" thought Johnny. He became eager to find out. Surely after all this his Mom wasn't going to deny him his deepest desire. After what seemed like an hour Sally's convulsing cunt finally started to relax as her orgasm subsided. Her eyelids fluttered as she strove to maintain consciousness. "What a glorious come." she muttered, making Johnny smile yet again. "Oh Johnny. I bet your cock's as hard as a rock." "Sure is Mom," said Johnny proudly "just look at it." "Oh my Johnny, it's huge. It seems to have grown another inch longer. Is that because of me?" she questioned. Johnny's throat was suddenly dry and he could only nod. His eyes were glued to the sight of his mother's cunt as it seemed to pulse with a life of it's own. It seemed to be beckoning his cock. Slowly he moved his body up between his mother's legs. As his cock got closer to her cunt, Sally decided to tease him a bit. "Johnny you're not planning anything else are you? After all, we sucked each other off. Isn't that enough? You weren't planning to fuck your own mother were you?" The look in Johnny's eyes was too much for Sally. She knew she'd never have denied him but he looked so sad. He obviously believed the fun was over. Johnny didn't talk but he did keep slowly moving his cock closer to the heaven it sought. Suddenly he was so close that another millimetre would bring the leaking head of his erect cock in contact with Sally's outer cuntlips. Johnny stopped. He could never bring himself to force his mother to accept his cock inside the tunnel that had birthed him. Seeing his uncertainty, Sally suddenly felt guilty. "It's OK Johnny." she whispered, "I want this as much as you do. I want you to use my cunthole for it’s main purpose. I want to feel your hardness pushing inside me." A Mother's Lust My name is Helen. I'm a 45 year old divorced mother. I have one child, a son that is 19 years old. His name is Jim and he's lived with me alone since I left his father several years ago. Our relationship has always been perfectly normal, we are both active and busy with friends and have always been close. I'd never really thought about him in a sexual way until a few months ago. I was busy getting ready for a night out with the girls and was changing into a rather naughty outfit in my bedroom. I realized that I had left my lipstick in the bathroom and went to retrieve it. When I exited my room, I saw Jim walking away from my door rather quickly. He sat down in an easy chair and grabbed a magazine. His face was red and he was acting very nervous. I pretended not to notice, but realized that he had been spying on me through the keyhole. I was shocked and confused by the incident at first but later that evening as my friends were gabbing and dancing, I found that I was becoming turned on and excited at the thought of my own dear son's interest in my body. I made an excuse and left the nightclub early. The thoughts wouldn't leave my mind and as I drove home I found that I was hornier than I had been in years. The illicit nature of my fantasies developed into a strong desire to deliberately tease him. The fact that it seemed wrong only made me more wet. I opened my legs and brought my hand between them to feel the slick arousal that coated my panties. I imagined my boy stroking his hard dick to orgasm as he peeked at me through my door. I grasped the hem of my skirt and pulled it up to my waist. "Oh God," I breathed aloud as the images raced through my mind. I pushed my panties aside and slipped two fingers deep inside my sopping cunt. I withdrew my hand and lifted the dripping fingers to my mouth. There was such a volume of my juices that when I sucked it from my fingers, I actually swallowed it. I was unbearably horny and in my excited state I needed to do something really dirty. I unbuttoned my blouse to my navel and pulled my breasts out of the cups of my bra. I wanted to be seen acting like a whore. My nipples grow very long when they become erect and now they were standing straight out for anyone driving past to see. My hand returned to the center of my hot pussy. I began to circle my clitoris through the thin wet mesh of my silky panties. My clit is larger than normal and was fully engorged and throbbing. I sucked a deep breath of air and pinched at it roughly as my boobs bounced freely with every bump in the road. Just as I was on the brink of orgasm, I realized that I was only several blocks from my house. A rush of embarrassment overtook me and I quickly buttoned up my shirt. Before I knew it, I was pulling up our driveway and into the garage. I sat for a moment and collected my thoughts before entering the house. When I walked in the door I felt that if Jim saw me he'd somehow be able to read my mind. It was late, but I could hear the sound of the T.V. in the living room. I was very nervous, but even more anxious to see him. I called out to him and announced my presence before walking into the front room. "Hi baby," I said as I clicked along the tile floor in my heels. "What's on the tube?" "Uh...nuthin much, just channel surfing." He replied. I stood sideways between him and the television. Giving him an ample opportunity to gaze at my body as I feigned interest in the program. I tucked in my blouse and thrust my tits forward in an exaggerated gesture. I sensed his eyes burning into me and I turned my head quickly to find an expression of eagerness as he stared at my full boobs. Suddenly I realized that in my flustered state, I had failed to pull my bra up to cover my obscenely hard nipples. My shirt was practically transparent and hid virtually nothing from view. My face flushed and my first thought was to run into the next room and cover myself, but I simply turned my head and looked back at the images flashing across the screen. I have no idea what was on the television. My only thought was that I was doing it. I was flaunting my half naked breasts to my own son. I was exposing myself to him deliberately to make him horny. To make him want to FUCK me. "You're home early." He said with a strange tone to his voice. "Uh..yeah, I wasn't feeling it. I thought I'd, um...sit up and read for a while." I said rather stupidly as I brought my hand to my chest and absently pushed up at the center of my bra, causing the flesh of my breast to be thrust up and forward even more. The act may sound innocent enough but I felt so depraved because of my wicked intentions. I wondered how far I could push this without seeming obvious. My poor little shaved pussy was on fire and I could feel the oils running down my thigh. "I'm going to pour myself some wine," I stammered. "Can mommy get you want anything?" I asked, turning again to catch his intent gaze. "No thanks," He answered as if in a trance, never averting his eyes from my elongated nipples. I turned on my heels and headed for the kitchen. I slipped into the bathroom to fix my face and brush my hair. I couldn't believe what I had done and had no idea what would come next. I applied a fresh coat of lipstick and it was then that I could fully see how transparent my blouse was. I felt so dirty and slutty and glorious. With the door wide open, I stuck out my tongue in a lewd gesture and reached up with both hands to pinch and pull on my sore nipples. I squeezed my thighs together and felt my clit contract and pulse in a mini orgasm. Suddenly in my peripheral vision I saw him pass the door into the kitchen. I knew that he had seen me twisting my long nipples and a shudder went down my spine. Any decent mom would have stopped right then and there, but I was only getting started. When he passed again, I'd give him even more to enjoy. In a rush I unbuttoned my blouse again , until it hung wide open. I placed my right foot up on the toilet seat and hiked up my skirt until the dark tops of my black nylons were exposed. I leaned forward and started caressing the silken stocking around my calf. I knew that when he passed, my pale breasts and thighs would be in clear view. I heard him coming, but pretended not to notice as I fumbled with the clasp of my garter. My heart pounded as I realized that he wasn't passing, but coming directly my way. I kept fingers busy and felt my nipple suddenly slip from the ruffled front of my shirt. "Here's your wine mom." Jim said as he boldly walked right up to me. My hand was visibly trembling as I reached for the glass. He was wearing only a loose fitting pair of gym shorts and his cock was fully erect. The moment seemed like an eternity as I stared at my boy's arousal and he feasted upon his mother's straining nipples and nylon sheathed legs. "I'll be right out sweetheart, give your mommy just a minute." When he turned to leave, I almost collapsed. I held the glass with both hands to keep from spilling it and I downed it with one gulp. My stomach felt sick from lust as I rebuttoned my blouse and made my way to the kitchen to pour another. When I returned to the living room, he had a pillow over his lap and a very intent look of passion on his face. His young eyes burned into me as he watched my boobs bouncing and jiggling wildly as I strode towards the couch. "I'm going to get out of these clothes and get in bed baby." I declared to my own surprise. "Are you going to stay up and watch?" "Am I..going..to watch?" "T.V. I mean?" "Oh, uh, yeah I'll watch for a while I think." "Good honey, I'll see you." I said with a wry smile as I turned and headed for my room, hoping that he had taken the hint as I swayed my hips for his pleasure. I entered my bedroom and placed the door carefully so that it was open slightly. I sat at my vanity for a few minutes to give him time to sneak to my door. When I finally saw the reflection of his shifting shadow from my dresser mirror my heart started beating like a drum and I knew it was time. I was going to undress for him. I fussed with my hair for a moment and then applied a heavy coat of lipstick to my open mouth. I cannot describe the intensity of that moment in my room. I knew that my son was watching me and I WANTED IT. I knew that his dick was hard for ME, his own sweet mother. I knew that I was going to FUCK myself as he watched and jacked off just a few feet away. His own private mommy whore. I turned slowly in the stool until I sat in profile to him. I crossed my legs and began running my fingers lovingly along my nylons as if admiring them. I let my black high heel dangle from my toe as I lazily kicked my foot. I sat up very straight and looked sideways at my reflection in the mirror, stealing glances at the parted door. I ran my hands up my sides and lifted my heavy boobs. I kneaded them gently and pushed them together. I thrust my chest forward and marveled at the sight of them standing outward from my torso. I then loosened my grip and reached for my nipples. I pinched them both and slowly started to pull outward until my tits were stretched and taut. With a loud groan, I tilted my head back and winced as I twisted my tubular nipples. After holding them firmly in this position for several moments, I released them and began unbuttoning my thin, red top. I turned and faced the door now, with my shirt loose, but still on. I leaned back onto the vanity and placed my heels on the footboard of my bed. I wanted to show my son the condition of my ruined panties. I put my hands on the insides of my knees and slowly forced my legs open to his view. With my eyelids heavy and my lips parted, I silently mouthed the filthy words; "Look at your mommy's pussy. Look at your mommy's pussy." When my legs were wide apart, I sat motionless for a good while, trembling and savoring the excitement and anticipation of what was to come. Finally, I lifted my sheathed legs and stood up. I reached for the side zipper and brought it down. My skirt fell to the floor and I let my blouse drop behind me. I was now standing before him in full glory and he had an unobstructed view of my naked tits dangling and wobbling out of my black bra. Feeling nasty and depraved like never before in my life, I lifted one pendulous breast to my mouth and started sucking at it like a slut as I took down my panties with the other hand. I immediately adjusted my stance, so that I stood with my feet wide apart and dug my fingers into my slopping, bald cunt. My eyes shot wide open and when I cried out loudly, my nipple dropped from my lips trailing a long strand of drool. I stood before my baby, grunting like a ravenous animal. Tongue extended madly, spitting on my nasty tits as my left hand tortured my popping clit and my right hand flexed inward toward my G-spot. I was lost and at a point of no return. I glanced up to the door and saw that it was opened slightly more. I could see my son. Oh god, I was looking right at him and he was completely naked and jacking off his huge cock. My eyes snapped shut. I couldn't bear the insane desire that overwhelmed me. I was practically fisting myself right in front of him. I had four fingers buried in my pussy up to the palm and it still wasn't enough to quench my hunger. I hoped that he would burst through my door and force his thick shaft down my gagging throat. The frantic thrusting of my hand inside my cunt was causing my flopping tits to bounce around wildly. I started to lose control of my body and my legs jerked and twitched involuntarily. My knees gave out and I sat back down onto the stool. The onset of my approaching orgasm was interrupted by my fall and I sat for a moment with my eyelids fluttering and my body convulsing. When I regained my senses, the filthiest thought entered my head. I acted upon it instantly and turned to pull open the lower drawer of my vanity where I keep my stockings. I withdrew the first pair I found and began to wind one of the flesh colored nylons around my left breast. After circling my boob twice, I pulled very hard at the binding until my tit swelled from the constricted base. I continued to wind and draw the hose tighter until my breast had contorted into a large tight ball. I tucked in the ends of the stocking so that it would stay in place and then bound my other in the same fashion. I pulled and yanked at my nipples until they were standing a full inch and a half long, then bound them equally tight with a pair of rubber bands so that they would stay erected at full length as I continued my unholy display. I could hear a distinct groan from the doorway as I stood again and strutted to the far side of my bed. Making sure not to look in my boy's direction, I made my way to my dresser and opened the drawer where I kept my dildos. I selected a small butt-plug, a large, thick, rubber dildo and my vibrator. I placed them on my bed and then tossed my pillows to the foot of the bed so that I could lie facing my son while I fucked myself to oblivion. My boobs were already turning a light violet color from the silky bindings and small, white drops of milk began to seep from the sensitive, dark points as I laid down and spread my long legs for him. He had withdrawn several steps into the dark to conceal his presence, but there was literally just a few short feet separating us now as I continued my display. I situated myself against the pile of pillows in a half seated position and began sucking on the long dildo as I clutched and squeezed my firm, tight tits. I ran my tongue around the bulbous head before sliding it deep into my mouth. My wet pussy was wide open for him as I began to deep throat the rubber dick. After a few thrusts I began to gag and when I withdrew the dildo, a large stream of slobber poured from my mouth and onto my chest. I took a deep breath and continued to fuck my own throat until I thought I would throw up on myself. My red lips barely fit around the massive girth of my toy and each time I drew out the fake cock, my tortured tits were coated with a fresh supply of runny spit. I raped myself for his pleasure this way until my eyeliner was running down my cheeks and my neck and upper body was drenched with drool. I could hear his labored breathing and the rapid, wet sounds of his dick sliding through his fingers as I reached for the plug. I rubbed it across my dripping nipples and collected the droplets of milk and thick slobber until it was coated and ready. Drawing my knees up with my heels in the air, I groaned loudly as I placed the tip at my anus and forced it in with one hard thrust. Feeling utterly depraved and maniacal, I brought both hands to my pussy and vulgarly spread my labia wide open. I flexed and grunted until I felt the expulsion of my cream running down the cheeks of my ass. "Oh god no, oh god FUCK me." I yelled as I thrust my ass off of the bed for my son. I started to mouth obscenities to myself as I alternated between stretching my wet, bald cunt open and then contracting my vaginal muscles to release my excretions. I savored the pressure at my breasts and asshole. Focusing my mind on those areas of intense pleasure as I rambled out of my wits. "Fuck your mommy. Fuck your mommy's pussy. Oh god, I'm fucking my son. I'm fucking my own son." I mouthed silently as he watched. "Suck your cunt you whore. Suck your nasty, open cunt." In my lecherous trance, I reached for the dildo and once again forced my mouth to take it's entire length. Shoving it down and drawing it out as I gagged and spit on myself. Finally with a curled lip and my tongue sticking out like a whore, I brought the terrible thing between my legs, placed the head at my neglected opening and pushed. The rounded head of the dildo entered my pussy and when the large rim of it passed the stretched opening of my cunt, my eyes and mouth shot wide open into a silent expression of shock. With eyes and mouth fixed open in a catatonic state, I started pushing the thing inside with both hands as my whole body quaked from the sensation. I was careful not to look directly at the door, but could see my son clearly out of the corner of my eye. He was hunched slightly forward and his weight was supported by his left arm at the door jam, while his right hand moved in a blur at his organ. The thrill was intense beyond belief. We were almost close enough to touch, yet we were able to keep up the pretense that I was unaware of his presence and his powerful, young lust. I wanted this to last forever, but I knew we were both close to our climax. When I felt the familiar escalation that swept my senses, I would withdraw the thrusting dildo with a loud pop and fuck my mouth with it. Inhaling the pungent scent of my pussy as I sank it to the base between my lips. When my approaching orgasm faded, I returned the slobber ridden dildo to my groin and continue the fucking. After a while, I couldn't take another second of this self imposed torture and reached for my vibrator. With my pussy and ass filled to the brink, I placed the buzzing vibrator to my elongated clit. A loud groaning howl escaped from my mouth when the tip of the toy made contact. My head strained forward and my body locked tight in a frozen state at the brink of release. I was fixed in this condition for several seconds before I felt the surge of pleasure rack my senses. Screaming with lust, I ripped the dildo from my cunt. A powerful stream of fluid sprayed from my gaping pussy and spattered against the headboard and onto the sheets. Grasping at my now purple tits, I pressed the vibrator firmly against my clit and surrendered to the most intense orgasm of my life. My son's hand stopped moving and to my amazement, I watched as his semen flew from the crack in the door and shot across my bed. Large blobs of his cum hit my convulsing legs and ran down my stockings. The sheer perverseness of this mutual act of incestuous masturbation caused my orgasm to go on endlessly. My vibrator fell from my hand and I lay clutching my leaking breasts and pulsing, swollen pussy. When I finally caught my breath and opened my eyes, he had gone. As the rhythm of my climax started to subside, I looked down at the white streams across my legs. I lifted my ankle up to my face and started lapping my baby's fresh cum from my leg and shoe. This final act of kinkiness thrilled me and I kept sucking at my stocking until my mouth was full. A Mother's Lust Rita Lemoyne is a 38 year old single mother. She is like every other mom with the exception that she wants to fuck her 19 year old son Martin. This desire began when she walked in on Martin as he was getting out of the shower. "Damn he's hung like a horse." she thought to herself. "Get a grip he's your son." She tried to put the image of Martin's cock out of her mind but her lust and tingling pussy wouldn't let it happen. "I want to feel that cock deep inside my pussy." She started to formulate a plan to fuck her son. First she had To get her son's attention. She went out and bought the sexiest lingerie she could find. She would wear a sexy short robe that fell just a quarter inch below her ass with nothing underneath it. Every morning when Martin came down to breakfast Rita would be bent over with her legs spread exposing her pussy to him. She also made sure that her robe was loose enough for him to see her erect nipples. She saw how hard he was getting from looking at her. Rita decided to turn up the heat by wearing a thong bikini that barely covered her nipples and pussy. Why is mom teasing me?" Martin asked himself. Rita knew that she was getting to him. She then moved on to the next stage of her plan. When she was sure Martin was asleep she crept into his room and gently pulled down his boxers and slowly started to suck his cock. Gently massaging his balls until he came in her mouth. Afterwards she crept out of his room. Martin woke up with a smile on his face but chalked it up as a dream. When he came into the kitchen he found his mother bent over looking in the refrigerator. When she turned around with her robe open showing her tits and bald pussy. Martin felt his cock getting harder with every move she made. "Mom your robe is open." "I know it is. I did it for you. I've seen how you have been looking at me and I want you to see all of me." "Wow mom you are so hot." "Thank you I'm glad to hear that. I need to make a confession." "About what?" "I've been dressing this way to get your attention and last night I came in your room and sucked your cock while you were sleeping." "I know and you have no idea how long I have been waiting for you to do that." "Is that so?" "Yes it is." "The other reason why my robe is open is because I want you to fuck me with that massive pussy stretcher of yours." "I thought you would never ask." She came over and pulled off his boxers and impaled herself on his cock. Bouncing up and down his hard cock. "Oh yes baby." she moaned. "Your cock feels so good." Her body became stiff as her first orgasm engulfed her. Rita was in bliss. She heard Martin say something but couldn't make it out until he asked her again. "Mom can I cum inside you?" "Yes baby fill me up." "Mom I'm gonna cuuuuuuummmm!" When his cock exploded inside her she had another climax. "Oh my god that was wonderful baby." "Mom can I fuck you again?" "You better young man. From now on you will sleep with me in my room so you can fuck me every night." "Mom I want you to bend over so I can fuck you now." When she bent over he slid his cock deep inside her tight wet pussy. "YES BABY FUCK ME HARDER AND TALK DIRTY TO ME." "You are a naughty little slut aren't you?" "YES I AM A NAUGHTY LITTLE SLUT!" Martin fucked Rita hard and deep. OH MY FUCKING GOD I'VE NEVER BEEN FUCKED LIKE THIS BEFORE!" Rita squealed. "Oh god you feel so wonderful mom." "CUMMING BABY! I'M CUMMING!!" Rita squirted all over Martin's cock. Martin let out a low groan and came deep inside Rita's pulsing pussy. Martin slipped out of his mom's pussy gave her a passionate kiss. "Baby this well fucked pussy belongs to you and only you." When they caught their breath he shocked her by saying "I want to fuck your asshole." "I'm a virgin when it comes to anal sex." "Allow me to take your virginity." He lived her up and rammed his cock inside her asshole. "OH MY FUCKING GOD BABY YOU'RE STRETCHING MY TIGHT ASSHOLE!" she squealed after the initial pain. He fucked her ass hard and deep. "You will be my king from now on. I call you my king because all three of my holes have been well fucked by you." "I like that idea of being your king. Speaking as your king I will fuck you anytime anyway and anywhere I please." "Yes my king. I will fall to my knees and suck your cock on a busy sidewalk if you desire. You can bend me over and fuck me is front of your grandmother if that is your wish. You can abuse my ass, pussy and mouth with that massive cock whenever you want. I love you my king." "I love you too mom." From that moment on Rita and Martin went from being mother and son to being lovers.