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Obsessed With My Son

By: mtnman2003



It started simply enough. I entered the kitchen after a day at work to find my senior high school son between her legs, leaning firmly against his girlfriend, pressing her against the counter by the sink. They had not heard me come in, and were locked deeply in a kiss. As I rounded the corner, my son's hips arched lower, tilted up as he pushed his crotch into her mound, pushing upwards, grinding his sex into hers. Her hands were on his ass, pulling him hard against her. I heard a stereo groan from both of them. I stopped dead in my tracks, a hot flash raced through my pussy as I focused on their waists. My son humped her hard for several seconds, grinding his pelvis against hers. "God I want you," he whispered.

"I'm home," I said, startling even myself.

"Mom," Jake almost shrieked. He turned away quickly, the large bulge in his pants evident as he turned quickly away. "You're early," he continued, moving toward the end of the counter, tugging his girl by the elbow to follow him.

"Apparently," I laughed.

"Mom, it's not what you think," Jake glared.

"It's not," I asked quizzically. "Kids, I understand making out and sex," I continued trying to smooth the discussion. "You're over 18. Do you," I finished, turning to face them. I tried to look stern, hiding my internal feelings. I glanced to Jake, his bulge still visible.

"Mom," he groaned. "We gotta jet," he followed.

"Dinner in an hour," I said, raising my voice so he would hear as they headed out the door. I reached for the counter top. My knees felt like rubber. My cunt throbbed. I needed fucked. Glancing at the clock, I headed upstairs to change clothes.

The house was so quiet. My mind continued to race, thoughts of Jake continued to fill my mind. Was he a virgin? How many girls had he had sex with? Was he doing safe sex? Did he know how to have sex? Please a woman? Woman, hell I chuckled to myself. Had I gotten so cynical? God, I could not remember what I knew at his age. When did his dad and I start our sexual relationship? Seniors in high school. Yep, now I remembered. Our first time was not unlike what I had observed minutes ago with Jake. 

Opportunity, lust, hormones, all combined to make our sex quick, unfulfilling, and painful. We did try again though, and it got better with the years. I sat contemplating my life, our lives. We loved each other! We were faithful, honest, and still sexually active. Even at my age, 36, I still had strong sexual desires. And Kevin, he still lusted for me. I had kept my body in shape, I worked out religiously. Actually, my body was as toned now as it ever was. Almost naked, I stepped in front of the mirror on the closet door. I look pretty damn good I thought to myself. My hands caressed down my body, starting over my tits, pinching my hard nipples, sliding down my torso, over my mound. I allowed my fingertips to slide softly over my mound, over the hump to feel my lips, puffy lips hidden by my panties. It felt so good. I snaked a finger between my lips, feeling my clit. I've got time my brain screamed. I moved quickly to the bed, stretching out on my back, slipping my panties down, spreading my legs wide. I pushed a hand between my legs, dipping my fingers into my wet slit. Within seconds, I was furiously mashing my clit against my body, pushing the limits of my body's senses, needing an orgasm, a release. 

My mind flooded my senses with Kevin, kneeling between my legs, his lips wrapped around my clit, sucking me, biting my flesh, his fingers dipping into my dripping cunt. "Yes," I growled. "Suck me baby," I whispered. My brain switched a vision of Kevin for a vision of Jake instantly. "No," I grunted, feeling my orgasm approaching. My fingers moved faster over my hard clit. "No," I repeated, moving quickly to my orgasm. It was Jake's face between my legs, his tongue, his lips, his fingers flooded my mind. My body exploded into a serious orgasm. I humped my fingers hard, grinding my clit against my slick flesh for a second orgasm. "Yes baby," I whispered softly, growling deep in my body. I relaxed for several minutes, my mind turning over my thoughts again and again. What kind of sick mother was I? How could I even imagine Jake having sex with me? Shaking my head to clear the thoughts, I jumped up, dressed, and headed down stairs.

It's funny how an obsession clouds the mind. Over the next days, weeks, and months, I watched Jake carefully. I purposefully made chances for my confrontations of him, checking his shorts for stains, checking his sheets, observing his hours, his dates, his phone calls when possible. I grew to know when he had a sexual release, or I believed he had sex. His manner, his temperament, his mood all changed. But for a super high school senior stud, he seemed to have very little actual sex, but more red palm play in his room. I even found myself looking through his clothes to find cum stained boxers. I would inhale his musky odor in his dirty clothes. 

I grew jealous of his girlfriends. I watched as they played, touching, caressing softly, anything that indicated more intimate contact could be expected. I encouraged him to get to the gym, work out, spend adequate time in his studies, actually ready him self for the rigorous requirements of college life. Then, I became concerned about the coed college life with a young man that was a real physical specimen. I was "Damned if I did, damned if I didn't" encourage him. 

I often imagined I was his girlfriend, noting how he touched them, how his hands would massage their neck, back, legs, and even chest when I would sneak a peek to discreetly catch them in some sort of torrid passion. I placed his hands on my body at every opportunity. I hugged him, pressed my body against him with great caution. My nipples would grow hard, my cunt would flood at the thought of him, his hands, his cock. And with the changes of weather, fewer clothes were worn, increasing my desires for this hot, young piece of meat. I imagined the size of his cock. Man sized on a young man. Stamina, I bet he could fuck like a bull, hammer my hungry pussy, and come back for more before my orgasm had even diminished. My son was the best fuck I could ever imagine. And God did I masturbate. I flooded more panties than ever. I was always on the prowl. I was obsessed, I needed his cock. 

Kevin never even questioned my increased need for cock. I grew very aggressive, jumping him at least 2-3 times a week. I grew randy, needing hard, fast, uncomplicated sex, pounding my sex to submission. I needed his cum in my mouth, on my tits, sprayed over my face, in my cunt, shoved deep in my ass. I needed cum. I kept Kevin drained now. He loved it, calling me his sex slave. I did his bidding, all the while switching Jake for my husband in my mind. 

I grew more obsessed. I needed Jake's cock, his thrusts, his penetrations, his cum in my mouth, my cunt, my ass. How could I tell him? How could I seduce my own son? I needed a plan, but none came to mind. The school year passed quickly, Jake graduated the last weekend of May. Half the summer flew by, and Jake was getting ready to move to campus. I grew sick inside. The love of my life, my son was leaving me. And taking his cock with him. I was growing desperate. I had to have him before he left. Somehow!

And luck fell my way. Just after July 4th, Kevin had a large contract arise out of state, and would require him to spend the next 8-weeks at minimum 1500 miles away. While all was addressed, he felt bad that he would not be available for the weeks before Jake had to leave. Hugs, tears, and tender moments were spent prior to Kevin leaving. Now it was Jake and myself. I would act quickly to make him the man of the house. Just thinking about him floods my pussy even to this day.

Kevin left early Friday morning, heading out by car to the new client. During the day, I ran errands, got groceries, had a facial, and readied myself for the planned seduction later this evening. Arriving home, I started Jake's favorite light dinner, dressed in a very short floppy, flowing skirt, tub top, and began the dinner. Jake arrived from a day out with his best friend Steve. Jake invited him to stay for dinner, letting me know Steve had plans for right after dinner. I agreed, no need to do something out of the norm. The way Steve reacted to me, he flirted from the get go. Compliments flowed, he busied himself setting the table, standing close behind me to watch me stir, poured a glass of good white wine, made conversation as Jake sat at the table and watched. He grinned numerous times as Steve made comments, even calling me a MILF indirectly. Jake waved his hands frantically. "Steve, she knows that acronym," Jake laughed as he turned bright red.

"Jesus Ms. G, I'm sorry," Steve apologized.

We had a great dinner. I even teased the boys about the change in their routines once college began. I addressed they would make their own decisions, and live with their own consequences of those decisions. I commented about how hot the coeds would be, experiencing life, free from mom and dad as well. I cautioned them, even shaking my finger at the boys in a mock stern moment. "Keep your pants zipped," I instructed. I excused myself, headed into the kitchen to grab some cake and ice cream. Standing at the counter, I felt a body saddle up against my backside, a hard cock pressing softly against my ass. Glancing quickly over my shoulder, I found Steve, looking, hesitating, not quite sure what was going to happen next.

"Steven, are you thinking about me," I inquired, teasing him verbally. "Don't do this Steve," I said sternly. "I'm flattered. Honestly, but I don't think so sweetie," I continued. I stepped away, moving quickly around him to enter the dining room. A minute passed, Steve returned.

"I've got to run buddy," he stated looking directly at Jake. "Call you tomorrow," he told Jake. "Thanks for dinner Ms. G," glancing my way, and he was out the door.

Jake looked to me, his eyes searching for some explanation. "Do you know what that was about," he asked? 

"I believe he made a pass at me," I said softly. "I did not respond the way he hoped," I continued, taking a long, slow bite of cake. Jake sat dumbfounded, unable to speak.

"Mom, I'm so sorry," he finally stuttered.

"Baby, I'm flattered actually," I explained. "It's just not expected or wanted," I finished.

"I understand why he would make a pass at you," my son stated. "My friends all think you are hot," he laughed.

"Really," I drew the word out, contemplating his words. "I'm an old married woman," I stated flatly.

"Not bad for an old married woman," Jake stated. He grabbed his bowl, stood for an instant, and headed into the kitchen. In that split instant, I glanced to his crotch, finding his pants tented, pointing directly at me. I focused on his crotch, glanced quickly back to his face. He noted my focus.

"Up for a movie tonight," I hollered over my shoulder.

"Sure, I will go rent that new Al Pacino, Matthew McConaughey movie," he replied.

He left to go get the movie, I made some popcorn to munch during the movie. Jake soon returned.

As we retired to the media room, I brought a nice glass of wine, the popcorn, and a soda for him. I plopped down on the couch, snuggled into the cushions. Jake started the movie, and sat down next to me like always. Wiggling his shoulders, he expected a backrub, a normal interaction while watching movies. The McConaughey guy is a nice looking man, and the movie shows several sequences where he is shirtless, lifting weights, and sweaty. 

"Mom, do you think he is sexy," Jake asked.

"Absolutely baby," I responded, rubbing his back. I let my nails trace little scratches over his skin. He leaned back beside me. My hand dropped to my thigh, resting against his thigh as well. With fingers bent, I trailed my fingers back and forth over his leg, up and down his thigh to his shorts. Nothing was said, we munched and watched the movie in silence. In one sequence, McConaughey has a rather intense sex scene in the semi-darkness with an attractive young lady. During that moment, I dug my fingernails into Jake's thigh, squeezing firmly as a twinge of lust crossed through my sex, making me groan as I imagined her position, imagined her impaling her cunt on his rigid cock, and felt my hips wiggle as I would do in driving the rigid flesh deep into my body. I groaned out loud. I excused myself, ran to the bathroom embarrassed by my reactions in front of my son.

Upon returning, Jake had rewound the sequence, and started the movie again just prior to the sex scenes. I lay down on the couch, stretching out with my head on Jake's thigh, also a common position we shred many many times in the past. As the scene passed again, I squeezed my legs together, and watched intently as the scene finished. I caressed Jake's thigh from mid thigh to his knee as he caressed my hair, neck, and shoulders. To my surprise, I felt Jake's cock under my head, on the inside of his thigh. Hard, extending down his leg, I could feel his hard meat almost throbbing, flexing hard along side my head. My fingers traced high under my cheek, under his shorts, stretching to reach up his thigh, nails dragging over the sensitive skin. I bumped into his cock head softly, covered by his boxers. I moved against his cock head so softly, inadvertently, wanting to tease him, but not to acknowledge his cock. "Oh fuck," Jake whispered, just barely audible. His hips arched upwards slightly. I pulled my hand back down, away from his rigid cock. I felt his hips relax as he sank back into the cushions.

Jake's hand slid down my body, sliding quickly over my side, brushing the side of my tit. His hand hesitated, not sure what to do. He moved his hand further down my body to my waist. He caressed my abdomen, his fingers pointing down, sliding under the waistband of my shorts and panties. I held my breath, sucking my stomach in. His hand stopped movement, pulling out. He rubbed my back for several minutes more as I casually stroked his thigh. We did not speak, but watched the movie in silence. I moved to sit up, placing my hand on Jake's thigh. My fingers wrapped around the girth of his cock under his shorts as I pushed up. I gave the slightest of squeezes, feeling the firmness, the softness of his flesh through his clothing.

I straightened my flowing skirt, raised my arm and looked to him. "Your turn sweetie. Put your head on mommy," I stated. Jake scrambled to lie down on the couch, putting his head high on my thigh. I stroked his hair softly as we watched the movie. Jake's hand rested on my lower thigh, in front of his face. Jake caressed slowly, moving up and down my thigh. His fingers dipped deep over my thigh, reaching down to the inside of my thigh. His fingers would stretch to trace his nails on my other thigh as my legs were close together. Trailing fire, he would slide his fingers up my thigh, using his nails to rake the skin softly. He would drive the fingers up past his head, just slightly under my skirt. Each time he did this, the material of my skirt bunched upwards, exposing more thigh for him to feel and caress. With each upward movement of his hand, I took a deep, slow breath, wanting his to push hard, to drive his hands into my crotch, to feel how damp my pussy was, to feel my engorged lips, my clit protruding from between my lips, aching for his touch. But with each pass, he slowed, pulling his hand back down. It got to be a game, in my mind, my hips almost arching, my thighs trying to spread, my cunt opening to capture his probing fingers. In reality, my hand caressed down his torso with each caress from him. I dipped my fingers beneath the waistband of his shorts slightly, nails teasing his ass so slightly. I moved to his hip, pulling hard on his hip bone, sliding my fingerstips into the crevice between the hip bone and abdomen as he slid his hand up my thighs. I would scratch him as he pulled his hand back, making sure he knew the effect he was giving Mommy. The movie progressed slowly, but our time raced. The movie ended far too quickly.

"Time for bed baby," I told him. I was tired. I was horny. I needed to cum.

"Ah mom," whined Jake. He made no effort to move, caressing my thigh again. "You smell good Mom," Jake quipped, turning to kiss my bare thigh as he pushed himself up to a sitting position. My mind raced. My musky smell? My perfume? I panicked, moving to stand quickly. 

"Night honey," I said, leaning to him. He jumped up, pulling me close, wrapping his arms firmly around my shoulders, mashing my body against his. I could feel his hardness pressing against my abdomen, rigid, standing up under his shorts. Wrapping my arms around his waist, I pulled his body tighter against me, wiggling my shoulders, driving my body tight against him, pressing his cock hard against his body. Without thinking, I turned to him, pulled his head down to me, my mouth brushing his lips quickly. "Night baby," I whispered, pushing back away from him. I turned, bent at the waist to grab my slippers, exposing my long legs as my skirt road up my thighs, and moved to the door as I headed upstairs. Turning to look, Jake was stroking his crotch through his shorts. I moved quickly up the stairs to my room.

I could hardly breathe. My cunt was flooded! My brain was cursing me, begging me to go rape my son, to grab his swollen member, to suck his magnificent cock head into my mouth, drive my tongue into his monsters eye, to lick the precum from his tool, to jam his manhood down my throat. I wanted to grab him by the hair, to pull his face into my wet slit, driving his mouth onto my clit. Oh fuck I wanted to wash his face in my flowing juices. My hand reached into my wet crotch, my panties were soaked. I jammed a finger between my lips, thrust across my engorged clit, mashing her back and forth quickly. My knees buckled. I turned to sit on my bed, my hand pumping back and forth across my cunt, my finger thrashing my clit. Closing my eyes tightly, I pictured Jake, on his knees, his head firmly attached to my clit, his fingers thrusting in and out of my wet hole. I attacked my cunt with both hands, pulling my lips wide open, mashing my clit hard, thrashing it back and forth fast. I probed my wet hole, sticking my fingers deep into my pussy, driving two as deep as I could penetrate my body and flick my clit at the same time. I lay back on the bed.

"Jake," I whispered. "Suck mommy, baby," I growled. Closing my eyes, I pictured Jake between my legs, my cunt lips wrapped softly on his mouth as he sucked my clit deep into his mouth, his teeth firmly holding me, his tongue flicking the sensitive flesh back and forth hard, fast. "Yes baby," I growled as my orgasm approached. "Suck mommy," I breathed audibly. My first orgasm washed over me, consuming my mind, all thought gone, a purely sexual satisfaction warming my insides, radiating from my sex and spreading out through my body. My breathing stopped, my hips arched, my cunt throbbed. I continued to flick my clit hard, slowing only to allow a breath to be inhaled. As I held the next breath, I again thrashed my swollen clit, faster, harder than before. I ached. I needed to cum again. Seconds passed, a second orgasm washed over me, raising the bar, flooding my cunt with more juices. My fingers penetrated my slick cunt quickly, driving two deep as I continued the assault on my clit. My breathing was now ragged, I was gasping for a breath as I thrust my fingers in and out of my wet pussy. I needed cock. "Oh fuck," I grunted as I slammed my fingers deep into my swollen pussy. I squeezed my legs together, grinding my fingers deep, feeling them press against my hard clit once again. I pinched my clit hard, tugging, pulling on the sensitive flesh. Seconds more, a third orgasm pounded through my body, causing my cunt to throb uncontrollably. "Oh fuck Jake," I whimpered loudly. "Fuck mommy," I continued. I pumped my fingers in and out of my cunt. I rolled to my stomach, raising my ass in the air, forcing my hands deep into my crotch. I humped up and down my fingers and hands as I thrashed my screaming cunt. I screamed into the pillow.


Obsessed With My Son Ch. 02



Here I was, laying underneath my 18-yr old son. I had just rode him hard, drained his balls in my waiting pussy, and cum so deeply my body vibrated to the core. I could feel him thrust his hips against my flesh, my legs splayed wide. I hooked my ankles over his hips, heels resting on his ass. I pulled him to me, wanting to feel his flesh pressed tightly against me. His flaccid cock pushed against my engorged lips.

"Yes baby, feel momma's cunt on your cock," I whispered. I tilted my hips, grinding my pelvis upwards. Even half hard, his cock slipped between my wet lips. I reached underneath my ass, pushing the head of his cock into my hole. As he pushed, his cock bent. With additional grinding, his cock slipped into my hole. Lacking firmness, he mashed it against me. I could feel it growing as he ground his cock against me.

"Yes Honey," I growled. "Shove that cock deep in my pussy," I grunted into his ear. I lifted my hips up against him, tilting them so he was against my hole. "Oh God baby, fuck mommy! Mommy needs your cock sweetie," I continued. "It's getting so hard," I breathed softly. "Oh yes baby," I cooed. With each verbal description, Jake responded with a hard thrust, grinding his hips against my sex. I could feel his cock expand, grow in length and thickness. I continued my running dialogue. "Big fucking cock! Shove it deep! Mommy needs her man!" I grunted, groaned incoherently. "Yes baby," I growled as his forcefulness increased. His cock was growing quickly, shoving deeply into my wet cunt. Our bodies were slapping together. I heard him growl deep in his body as he slammed his cock deep, grinding each inch hard. I looked into his face, a mass of contortions as he slammed his cock repeated in and out of my yielding cunt. "Yes, pound me sweetie! Pound momma's pussy!" I commanded. 

"Oh fuck Mother," Jake screamed, slamming his body against mine, driving his cock deep between my legs, buried balls deep in my cunt. I thrust up against him, wanting, needing every inch of his beautiful cock. I could feel him spasm, feel each convulsion as his balls erupted, shooting a rope of cum into my waiting cunt. I wrapped my arms around his head, pulling him tight against my body, our flesh pressed tightly together. I could feel his face on my chest as he tensed, his balls churning, to spit another blast of cum into my body. His involuntary thrusts grew less frequent, less demanding. My pussy was soaked, from my juices and his cum. His cock began deflating. 

"I need to cum Baby," I whispered. "You need to make mommy cum," I whispered. I moved to roll him to my side. "Use your fingers baby. Flick mommy's clit back and forth honey," I whispered. Flat on my back beside him, I opened my legs, bending my legs, raising my knees up. His hand slipped down to my crotch, his fingertips sliding through my wet slit. First one, then two, then three fingers slid over my engorged clit. "Yes baby," I growled softly. "Make mommy cum," I whispered again. I closed my eyes to focus on his fingers, his manipulation of my clit. I let his fingers mash my clit hard, feeling his intensity flashing through his fingers. Such inexperience, such exuberance evidenced itself with Jake. He wanted to perform so badly, but lacked knowledge of how to approach such demands.

"Slow down Jake," I whispered. "Take your time, focus on momma's clit. Use your middle finger to mash her back and forth slowly. Build up the feelings in my body, play, listen to my breathing, feel my body react. Yes baby, that's the idea," I continued as he slowed his movements. My eyes closed, I could focus on the feelings his fingers were delivering into my sex. "Now, lean to me, suck a nipple into your mouth. Use your tongue on me there," I said softly, pulling him forward, lifting my body to his approaching mouth. He sucked my tit flesh into his mouth. As he did, his finger stopped mashing my clit. "Baby, do both, don't forget my clit," I instructed. Within seconds, he mastered the desired techniques. He nipped, tugged, licked around my hard nipple, continuing to flick my engorged clit back and forth. "MMMmmmmmmm yes baby," I growled. "Momma's going to cum," I whispered huskily. My breathing grew shallow, my hips arched to meet his hands.

"When I cum baby, shove your fingers into my cunt," I instructed. "Mommy needs to feel you in my pussy," I continued. "A few," I said, halting. "More," I gasped. "Seconds," I trailed off. My hips exploded upwards, my orgasm washing over my body. "Yes!" I screamed. "Fuck me!" I commanded. I felt Jake slam two fingers into my gaping hole, shoving them deep into my pussy. He started thrusting in and out hard. I reached to my clit, mashing her hard. A second orgasm was just seconds away. "Don't stop honey," I whispered, almost begging. "Don't stop," I repeated. Grunting hard, I erupted into a second orgasm. I clamped my legs tightly together, growling deeply in my body. I rocked back and forth, my legs squeezing hard together, squeezing my clit. Rocking back and forth, I brought myself to a third, softer orgasm. I shuddered softly, groaning deeply. "Yes," I hissed, drawing the word out loan and loud.

I reached to Jake. He was long and hard. I grinned again. Stamina, got to love it I thought to myself. I wanted slammed, to be royally fucked. I wanted 'Katie bar the door' fucked. "Jake, do me doggy," I commanded. I moved quickly to get on my knees, moving to the edge of the bed. I spread my knees slightly, dropped my torso, reached back between my legs, swiping my fingers up and down my wet, dripping slit. "Jake," I inquired. Jake stepped behind me, saddled up, his rigid cock pointing as he moved forward. "Fist it honey, slide the head up and down momma's slit. Coat the head," I whispered instructions. "Yes baby," I whispered. "Now, find momma's wet hole," I offered my ass to him. "Slide it in momma," I asked. He placed his cock at my hole. He stood, not quite sure what to do next. "Grab my hips baby, bury that cock of yours," I commanded. 

He reached to me, grabbed my hips, and slammed forward. "Ahh," I grunted as he slid in my cunt. Pulling back, he slammed forward again. A third time, his flesh slapped against mine. "Oh fuck Momma," he grunted. He became an animal, his lust, his need to fuck taking over his brain. Grunting, screaming, groaning, he slammed me, pounding my cunt hard, repeatedly. I lost all thought. I almost passed out as he slammed his cock deep repeatedly. I flooded our sex, my juices pumping out with each thrust. Our bodies became one sex machine, the noises of our flesh slapping together filling my senses.

I reached between my legs, my fingers quickly flicking back and forth over my clit. A minute passed, my body raced to orgasm, my body starting a series of convulsions deep in my body. Sensing him, I could feel the shear intensity of Jake's fucking my backside. His fingertips were buried in my flesh, his hips ground against my ass hard, pulling deep, grinding as he yelped deeply. "Fuck," he shouted. "Jesus Christ, Mom!" he groaned. His body quivered, almost jerked with each thrust into my body. I quickly reached under my crotch, catching his balls as he thrust forward. I pulled his sac, rolling his nuts in my hand. He pulled my hips back hard, jamming his cock deep. I pressed his balls into my wet slit, sliding them back and forth, coating his balls with my juices. He ground against my body harder. He shifted left, right, spreading my globes, pulling his body tighter against me, our flesh sliding back and forth, the juices from my wet hole covering our sexes. 

"Put your thumb on my asshole," I grunted out. Jake responded quickly, his hand flattening on my ass, his thumb rolling circles around my asshole. "Press it against the hole," I moaned. "Harder," I commanded. Jake pressed firmly, the muscle gave way, his thumb popped into my ass, the muscle circling his first knuckle. Fireworks exploded in my mind. "Fuck mommy hard baby," I shouted. Jake went nuts. He thrust his thumb in and out of my ass as he slammed his body back and forth, driving his hard cock repeatedly into my body. I squeezed all my muscles as hard as I could. I wanted to choke his thumb, choke his cock deep in my body. I could feel the lips of my pussy stretch hard to hold his withdrawal, give way when he pounded forward. My body screamed, my cunt sang loudly as he pounded me senseless. I thrust back hard against his body, driving his cock deep, driving his thumb hard into my willing ass. I rolled his balls firmly, squeezing hard, pulling, milking each one. As he slammed forward, my finger snaked back, running over his puckered asshole. I jammed my fingertip into the tight ring just as he pulled back, popping my finger clear. He thrust forward again, pulling me hard, holding tightly against me.

"Momma, fuck my ass!" he grunted. I shoved my finger under his hanging balls, my nail raking along his flesh, reaming his tight hole. Rotating the finger, I circled his tight orifice, pushed firmly, quickly, penetrating him to my first knuckle. I squiggled my finger in circles. Jakes knees buckled, he slammed his hips forward, thrashing my soaked pussy.

Jake thrust hard against me again and again. His breathing changed, his muscles flexed, he ground hard against my backside. Expectedly, he tensed. Grunting deep, Jake started cumming. I could feel his spasms as he thrust himself into me repeatedly. My body shuttered, absorbing each thrust. With my own body quivering, my muscles sucking his flesh, I fell forward. He fell on my body, his quivering cock twitching deep in my cunt as his baby making spasms grew fainter. "Mom, I love you! Oh god mom! Oh shit," he muttered, repeating several of his compliments over and over. I flexed my ass, my muscles pulling his deflating cock back into my cunt for one more squeeze. He groaned appreciatively. 

"Oh honey," I groaned. "That was so fucking good," my voice trailed off. Jake growled deep in his body. He thrust forward another time, groaning deep. Even his purely animalistic groan curled my toes. Lifting my hips, I tilted my ass upwards, opening my sex for his penetrations. He mashed his flaccid cock in my slit and crack. I wiggled, feeling him grinding his body against me. "Yes baby, fuck mommy! Oh yes, shove that cock in me!" I encouraged, whispering softly with each thrust of his hips. He leaned to bite the nape of my neck, growling from deep in his body. My clit exploded, sending a warm, soft, unexpected orgasm through my body. I shivered with each small convulsion.

I felt Jake reach between our bodies, grabbing his growing cock again. "Oh my God," I whispered as he shoved the enlarging head between my soaked lips, pressing against my hole. He pushed forward harder, shoving his semi-erect cock into my body again. I moaned with extreme pleasure. I tilted my hips, lifting my cunt for his penetration. Slowly, deliberately, his thrusts increased in length and intensity as his cock grew in proportion to our needs. Within just minutes, he was stretched rigid, his palms flat on the bed, his only connection to me was his throbbing cock slamming in and out of my wet cunt. I strained to hold my hips, lifting my ass to receive each thrust. I grunted with each slap of our flesh, my breath forced out of my lungs as he pounded his hips down, shoving his cock deep into my body. I lost all cognizant thought. I focused only on his cock, his body slamming into mine, the noises of our sex, our flesh slapping together.

Reaching down, I slid my hand under my crotch, my fingers quickly finding my engorged clit. I quickly slipped between my lips, my finger mashing my clit back and forth. Within a couple of minutes, my clit was at full attention, and ready to explode, sending another wave of pleasure through my body. Now demon possessed, I started thrusting my hips up, demanding Jake to invade my hole, to drive his cock completely into my body. I pulled my hips up, arched my back, and gave Jake a pleasure hole to hammer unmercifully. Jake groaned, and insatiable groan that gave an indication to his demeanor. Like a madman possessed, Jake thrust piston like into my yielding pussy. With both hands grabbing and pulling on a hip bone, Jake drove his rigid cock into my deepest depths, his cock enlarging as his balls filled, readying for another orgasm.

"Mom," screamed Jake. Grunt after grunt after grunt spilled forth from both of us as we slammed our bodies together with abandon. Our noises, the slapping of our flesh filled our senses, driving us to sexual heights unknown with the unbridled passions of lust. We fucked, and we fucked hard! Jake froze, pulling me tight on his cock, his body racked with orgasmic spasms, shooting his man juices deep into my cunt. We held our position, melded as one, his cock buried completely into my womanhood, my muscles squeezing every drop of cum from his erupting cock.

Several minutes passed, we rocked together, grinding our bodies together by our joined sexes. I flopped forward, down on the bed, pulling off his cock. Jake, on his knees, balanced precariously, his cock dangling, a string of fluid reaching from his cock head to my crotch. Jake growled deep, moved slowly to my side, then lying quickly beside me, his sticky cock flopped across his thigh. He kissed my shoulder as he softly caressed my back.

"Go get a shower honey," I instructed him. "We need to get some sleep," I whispered. I knew I wanted him clean, fresh. I wanted to wake him, his soft cock wrapped by my lips, sucking his growing manhood into my mouth and throat. But I wanted him clean.

"Wash my back Mom," he inquired. I lay still, the thought crossing my mind. Jake jumped up and padded off to the shower. I let him start the water, and heard the door close. I rolled over, lying on my back. I pulled my legs up, feeling the tightness in my overused thighs. I squeezed my legs together, it felt good putting pressure on my clit. Raising my head, I glanced to the door. 

"Why not," I whispered out loud. My hand slid between my legs, my finger snaked its' way between my crusted lips. I flicked my clit back and forth, allowing the warm feeling to spread quickly. As I moved to yet another orgasm, my legs parted, my cunt opened, my finger danced over the sensitive flesh. Closing my eyes, I pictured Jake, his head between my legs, his tongue raking over my sensitive flesh, pushing me to an orgasm, my juices flooding his mouth. I wiggled my hips, his imaginary face pressing firmly into my cunt, my lips bathing his cheeks. My juices coated him, his mouth sucked my clit deep, pulling on the flesh, thrashing it back and forth. My hips jumped, arched upwards to capture his tongue deep between my legs, driving his tongue deep into my hole. My orgasm was almost here. I tilted my hips, my second hand reaching down, spreading my wet, engorged lips, exposing my hard clit. My middle finger mashed it back and forth hard, fast, pushing my orgasm up from my core. "Yes, yes," I was commanding Jake. "Suck my cunt baby," I whispered. "Almost," I whispered. My body exploded into orgasm, my cunt twitching, muscles cramped by spasms, legs clamping shut hard. My finger remained in my crotch, slowly mashing my sensitive clit back and forth between the closed lips. My breathing was returning to normal. "Yes baby," I groaned. My cunt ached.

I jumped up from the bed, headed quickly to the shower. Jake was fisting his hard cock as I entered the shower. I reached for his long, engorged cock. Covered in shampoo, it was slick to the touch. I stroked it softly, squeezing firmly as I slid my hand up and down his long hard shaft. I squeezed my fingers tightly around the soft-to-the-touch flesh. "That for me baby," I asked. I pushed Jake back into the stream of water cascading down. Within seconds, I had cleared all the soap from his body. I ran my thumb over the head of his cock, pushing the skin surrounding the eye back and forth. I could see a droplet of cream coming to the surface. I hesitated just for a second, long enough to run my thumb up the underside of his cock, squeezing the cream up into his eye. I leaned, my tongue swiping through the slit as my lips suctioned the head into my mouth.

I reached around Jake, my hands cupping his ass. I pulled his body forward, shoving his hard cock into my mouth, hesitated only slightly as it neared my throat. Relaxing, I slid down his cock, the head plunging into my throat. My lips wrapped around the base as I ground my head hither and fro to jam even more flesh into my face. I started quick movements up and down his shaft, pulling hard, pulling him tight. Jake shook, his body quivering, slamming his hips forward, pushing his cock meat into my face. "Jesus Mom," he whispered as he pulled my head down, shoving his cock deep into my face hard. His hand cupped the back of my head, pulling me down. I pulled my right hand under his cock, grabbing his hanging balls, rolling them quickly in my hand as I shoved his cock deep down my throat. He was mine. Once, twice, a third time I jammed my face completely down his engorged cock, rolling his balls in my hand firmly. 

Pulling off his cock, I spun him around in the shower stall. "Grab the handles baby," I grunted. Jake bent over slightly, grabbing the handles. "Good," I whispered. I leaned to him licking his back, traversing downwards, my tongue dipping into his soft crack. As I licked down, Jake arched his back, tilting his hips, and spreading his legs slightly. As my tongue approached his asshole, I could feel Jake intake a deep breath, and held it as I dipped lower. My tongue crossed his asshole. My hands grabbed his flesh, my thumbs parting the cheeks from the underside, exposing his tight brown asshole. I leaned forward, blew cool air into his crack, across his exposed asshole. I leaned forward, sucking the flesh into my face, my tongue slithering against the tight ring. Jake lifted to his tiptoes, trying to get my tongue lodged against his sensitive asshole. Jake twisted his body back and forth, his asshole begging for my tongue.

Pulling back, I slid my hand between his wet cheeks, my middle finger running over his asshole. Covered with salvia, water cascading down over his body, my hand had plenty of fluids. I placed the tip of my finger on his asshole, and pushed firmly. An instant of panic flashed through Jake, his body reacted by trying to pull away. I reamed his flesh, spreading the feeling of my finger across his asshole. I pushed again, my finger sliding into his ass, meeting a resistance as I pushed my finger deeper into his ass. Reaching around, Jake spread his cheeks wide as he humped back against my finger. Twisting my hand, I pushed forward, withdrew, and pushed forward again, shoving my finger deeper into his ass. With each thrust in, Jake would erupt in a guttural grunt, thrusting his hips back against me. I reached between his legs, grabbing his firm, dangling cock. With each thrust into his ass, I pumped his cock tip to base, and with each withdrawal, I pumped base to tip on his cock. I increased the speed and intensity of my thrusts in his ass. Jake bucked his hips, lifting, jamming his ass up and down to meet my penetrating thrusts.

I got lost in fucking his ass, stoking his hard, young cock. My cunt ached, throbbing, wanting to be pounded again. But I knew Jake would cum quickly with my treatment of his ass. "Jake, step over me," I commanded as I knelt down. Jake swung his leg up and over me. Now, kneeling in front of him, my finger still buried in his ass, I aimed his cock to my waiting mouth. I pushed my hand up hard, jamming my finger deep as Jake pushed down hard. He grabbed my hair, pulling me roughly, shoving his cock into my mouth.

"Oh fuck Mom!" he screamed. He pulled me clear to his balls on the first thrust, jamming his cock completely down my throat. I thrust my finger up and down, feeling him squirm on my finger. "Suck it! Take my cum!" he commanded. "Oh my god," he continued. I felt his spasm before he jettisoned cum down my throat. I opened my mouth wide, relaxed my throat, and took his cock, his seed directly into my body. He erupted, shooting spurt after spurt of cum into my throat. I hungrily sucked his cock dry, trying to suck his balls up his shaft and out into my mouth. God he tasted good! As he finished his orgasm, I jammed my finger deep into his ass. A truly deep, guttural groan erupted from him, his knees buckling as he slumped against the shower wall. Reaching down, he pushed my arm down, extracting my finger from his ass. Quickly, his hand grabbed the back of my head, pulling me down on his deflating cock, jamming it deep into my mouth. I chewed on his flaccid meat gently as he fucked my face for the next minute. I drained his balls, sucking every drop of cum I could get from his shrinking cock.




Obsessed With My Son Ch. 02



Growling deep in my body, I pulled off his cock, looking into his eyes as my tongue danced on the cock head dangling by my mouth. "You are absolutely amazing mother," Jake whispered to me, caressing my hair, my face. Standing, I snuggled against him, wrapping my arms around his waist. He pulled me close, caressing down my back, over my ass. His hand lingered on ass, feeling the softness. I flexed my butt, pushing back against his hand. "Let me return the favor Mother," Jake whispered.

Jake quickly kneeled down, moving quickly to bring his mouth to my mound. His tongue extended, he snaked between my lips, his tongue flicking my clit back and forth. I reached for him, my hands sliding into his hair. He moved forward, parting my lips, his mouth grabbing my clit, his teeth holding it firmly as his tongue thrashed my clit back and forth. I grew weak, knees buckling, slumping against the wall. His hand slipped along my wet slit, his finger reaming my wet hole. Without hesitating, he shoved his finger deep into my hole, thrusting in and out hard, fast. All I could do was grunt, open my legs wider, and grunt again as he sucked my clit hard, flicking it repeatedly with his active tongue. My mouth open, I gasped for breath. As he withdrew his finger from my cunt, he slid it back, found my ass, and proceeded to shove it effortlessly into my ass. I squatted slightly, opening my crotch for his thrusts. It felt so good to have him pound my ass, sliding his finger in and out hard, fast, continuing to bite and suck my clit at the same time.

I grunted with each thrust of his finger, each flick of his tongue. Gasping for breath, Jake did one more mind numbing thing, he shoved his thumb into my wet hole, burying the digit completely. Now, squeezing his finger and thumb together, he jammed his hand up and down, only the thin membrane separating his finger and thumb. My breathing stopped, he nipped down firmly on my clit, his tongue mashing it hard. As he thrust his hand deep into my body, my orgasm ripped through my crotch. Throwing my head back, I wailed, screaming loudly, grunting and groaning deeply. The air had color! I was panting, gasping for air, trying to find time to breathe. My body racked with my orgasm, spasms filling my crotch, causing my body to hump his mouth uncontrollably. My muscles tightened, squeezing his thumb, holding his finger deep in my ass. "Oh fuck baby," I screamed. My orgasm crested, and I slowly regained my senses. Jake continued to abuse my body, sucking my clit hard, his tongue circling, poking, and flicking my sensitive clit back and forth. "Yes," I grunted as he bit down on my clit, his tongue driving it flat against my body, back and forth hard, fast. Seconds passed, my body lurched into his face, my hips flaring, my sex engulfing his face as my cunt erupted into a second orgasm. My body humped involuntarily, mashing against his mouth, arching back, tugging my clit, stretching her slightly. I humped him, pulling him hard into my cunt. "God damn baby," I grunted out, smiling from ear to ear. "Momma's boy," I whispered, caressing his hair.

Jake thrust deep in my ass and cunt simultaneously, getting my attention. I took a deep breath, grunting with the power of the thrust. He held his thumb and finger deep for an instant, and slowly, painfully slowly, began to withdraw his hand. I squeezed his thumb and finger with my muscles, trying to hold them in my body. Jake withdrew them completely. Standing, he moved to me, pressing me against the wall of the shower, grinding his body on me, his cock engorged, chubbed but not hard back and forth against my stomach. I looked him in the eyes, they were beaming brightly. He leaned to kiss me softly.

"Can I please get a shower now without interruption?" he asked, his fingers sliding up my body, cupping my hanging tit, pinching the nipple softly. I groaned as he rolled the nipple firmly back and forth, but focused long enough to nod yes. "Sit on the bench, wait until I'm done, and get your shower. I will wait for you in the bedroom," he instructed.

I watched quietly as he washed his body, soaped his cock, pointed it at me, and stroked it in my direction as a tease. In return, I opened my legs, spread my lips, and flicked my clit back and forth, throwing my head back against the wall, and playing hard. He watched me as well. A game to be completed shortly!



Obsessed With My Son Ch. 03



I had conquered my son! He was mine! Or was I his? I watched him finish his shower. I caressed my swollen, thrashed clit slowly as I watched him. My mind raced. My juices flowed.

It had started innocently. I lost rational thought. How could a momma have sex with her boy? How could she fuck his brains out? How could he impale his beast so deep in her body? My eyes closed, my mind fed memories flooding my conscience mind. I could feel him, thrusting, pounding my yielding body, his magnificent cock buried so deep in my body, so completely buried. My mind wandered as my clit exploded in orgasm, my body humping my finger, begging for penetration. My mouth was wide open, my eyes flashed. His cock was so close. So hard!

"Baby," I cooed. I focused on his long, hard cock.

"Momma, wait!" he commanded. "Get a shower! Come to bed!" he instructed. He stepped from the shower. I stood quickly, stepping into the stream of water. It cascaded down over my body, its' warmth spreading over me. Eyes closed, I tilted my head back, arching my body, my nipples dripping water. They hardened as my hands reached to each one, rolling the nipples between my fingers. I pulled the nipples up. God I wish I could pull one to my lips. My tongue extended, I tried to reach the hard nub, but was unable. I grabbed the shampoo, poured a glob in my hand, and began washing my hair.

I finished my shower quickly, paying close attention to my crotch. My lips hurt! My hole hurt! Even my ass hurt! Jake had pounded me unmercifully. I had come so many times. I could not think of how many times. My cunt ached, wanting, no, needing to feel him in me again. "Oh Jesus Jake, I am your fuck toy," my mind screamed. I took such a long time to clean my cunt, my hole. I grabbed the protruding clit, rolling it between my thumb and index finger. I glanced to the doorway. One more orgasm I thought to myself. My legs splayed, I squatted slightly, opening my crotch. My fingers flattened softly, rubbing back and forth over the swollen clit. Yes baby my mind screamed. Minutes passed, my body responded, my cunt throbbing, needing release. I humped my fingers, my mouth draped open. I was breathing hard. My eyes flashed open, I watched the doorway. It's so close. Even my toes are curling, my hips arch to my hand. My orgasm rips through my body, shudders quake me to the bone. I lean back to the wall of the shower, catching my breath, allowing my fingers to caress my slit softly. I groan under my breath. My legs are rubbery, I turn the shower off, step from the shower to dry.

God I think, I have become an orgasm toy. My body begs for another touch. I reach between my legs, drying my cunt so slowly, pushing the towel between my velvet soft lips, dragging the material up over my clit. It feels so fucking good. I slip my fingers to my hole, reaming her, feeling her wetness. I am insatiable!!

Stepping from my bath, my room is empty. Jake has gone to his room. Just as well, I need rest. I need to allow him to fully comprehend our night of passions. Our flat out fucking! My cunt twinged just thinking about his hard cock, how good it felt slipping deep in my body. I flopped on the bed, lying flat on my stomach. Maybe Jake will come to me, see my ass up, and take me. I spread my legs, showing my cunt, my lips, wanting my hole to invite his penetration. I drifted off to sleep.

Waking, I glance at the clock. Jeesh, it's 7:30 am. Lifting my head, I glanced around my room. I am by myself. Rolling to my back, my mind flooded with the past nights' lust, sex, and passions. "Oh fuck," I whisper out loud. My mind focuses on Jake. How will he take our relationship? 

I move to stand. My body aches! My thighs quiver, the muscles sore. My back is sore. I glance in the mirror, the lips of my cunt are hidden by my pubic mound. I wonder if they are sore? Reaching, I slide my fingers between the lips. Tender! But well fucked. I find myself grinning ear-to-ear in the mirror. I stroke my body, sliding my hands down over my hips. I look pretty fucking good!

I dress quickly, head to the kitchen. No sign of Jake. I busy myself, making coffee and fixing breakfast. In short order, I have a plate of pancakes, bacon, and eggs to share with Jake. Walking to the stairs I call him. "Jake, breakfast," I holler up the stairs. I move quickly, returning to the kitchen. I hear him bounding down the stairs. I feel him first, saddling up against my backside, his cock pressing between my cheeks. As he pushes me over the counter, I feel him pull my shorts down, exposing my ass to him. "Jake," I almost shout.

"Yes momma," he replies, fisting his cock, pushing it against my wet hole. Meeting some resistance, he pulls the head up and down slightly, opening the lips wider. "Yes," he growled, pushing forward roughly. His cock invades me, splitting me open, spearing me deep. My breath rushes from my body. My mind explodes, feeling him take me, penetrate me deeply.

"Oh God Baby," I whisper hoarsely, tilting my hips, opening my body to his thrusts. He pounds me, pulling back and slamming his hips forward. I grunt hard with each thrust. As he grabs my hips bones, he pounds my pussy, slamming his body against me, our bodies slapping hard, flesh on flesh echoing off the walls. I grab the counter top, digging my nails into the edge. I push my body back hard, wanting his invader impaled deep. I wiggle my ass hard, grinding against each thrust. My cunt convulses, juices flooding from my body. I hear us, smell us! "Jesus Mother," Jake grunts, pulling himself to me, grinding his hips into my ass. With a hard thrust, he explodes. I feel his contractions, feel him reach his orgasm as he humps me hard. I can't breathe. My orgasm rips through my core as he pounds my cunt. Unintelligible words rush forward, followed by moans.

Jake reaches for the hand towel, steps back and grabs his dangling cock. I lay, sprawled on the counter, my cunt gaping. "Holy fuck Mom," Jake whispers as he cleans his magnificent cock. He leans to kiss my cheek, then swats my ass playfully. "Good morning," he chimes. "Boy am I hungry now!" he continues, grabbing a plate full of breakfast. Spinning, he moves to sit at the table. "Mom, you going to join me or lay there on the counter?" he asked. I could hear the laughter in his voice. 

"Counters fine," I whispered. "Just fine," I continued, hesitating, turning my head to look at him. He sees my grin. I pushed myself back to a standing position, turned, bent, and grabbed my panties and shorts. Pulling them up, I stepped to the stove, grabbed my breakfast, and joined Jake at the table. Staring at him, he looked amused.

"What," he queried. He just stared at me. He took an enormous bite of his breakfast. His eyes twinkled. He gobbled his food down. Within minutes, he was up and out the door. As he passed, he gave me a motherly/son kiss on the cheek and was gone. "Be back later," he called before the door slammed.

I was flat out confused. Was he playing with me? Was he using me for a fuck toy? I knew we would talk when he got back. That was for sure!

All day my mind drifted to Jake. To his cock! To his fucking magnificent cock! I found myself grinning several times, once even leaning my mound against the counter, feeling it rub slowly against my body. I watched the clock. Hours took forever to pass. I had tried to remain focused, to clean the house. But distractions kept grabbing me. I lingered over my coffee, eyes closed, legs pressed tightly together, feeling each stroke, each caress, each touch Jake had given me. My body quivered. I needed him! I ached! I rocked by ass back and forth, legs pressed tightly together. They pinched my clit, a warm, familiar feeling spread through my body. Focused, I played our sex over and over, seeing, feeling his cock. Feeling him penetrate me. Feeling him slam my body. Feeling him. My hips lurched, my orgasm raced through me. I had made myself cum without touching my clit, only squeezing my legs together and rocking back and forth. I had to catch my breath. 

I had to leave the house, change my thought processes. Shopping! I would get groceries. So off I went. I spent the better part of 2-hours out, getting a coffee, visiting the shops around the grocery store, and finally got groceries. Returning home, Jake's car was in the drive. My heart jumped. I quickly grabbed the groceries, and headed in. Opening the door wide, I moved into the kitchen, plopping the grocery bags down on the countertop. It took several minutes, but I put the groceries all away. I listened, wondering if Jake was in his room. No music! I headed down to the media room. Again, no Jake.

I headed upstairs, passing his room slowly. His door was ajar, so I peeked in. Jake was nude, sleeping on top of his covers. Poor young man, so little sleep during the night, he had to catch up in the middle of the afternoon. Sliding quietly, I stepped into his room, moving to stand by his bed. Lying on his back, his right leg drawn up slightly, his soft cock lay on his thigh. God I wanted to lick his body, to feel his cock grow hard in my mouth. "Hell with this," I whispered softly. I move to the end of the bed, stripped off my shorts and top, bent slowly, pushing his foot wider on the bed. I lay down, sliding up his bed to hover over his cock and balls. I blew light air across his crotch. Moving closer, I blew directly on his cock. Nothing!

Lowering my head, I stuck my tongue out, stretching to lightly lick the crown of his flaccid cock. I licked down the side, clear to his pubic hair. I moved back to the head, licking each inch of soft flesh. Reaching softly, I wrapped his limp cock in my fingers, lifting the flesh up, aiming the pink head directly to my mouth. My tongue dipped into the eye, washing over the sensitive flesh. Jake rustled, his leg straightening. I could see his eyes flutter as he woke slowly. I squeezed my fingers, pulling them toward my mouth, stretching his soft flesh. My tongue danced over the head, rimming around the crown, moving to probe the eye. His hips tilted as he comprehended his situation. A waking moan erupted from him, almost vibrating my core. It was a moan of lust, of acknowledgement, of want. His hands moved down, reaching to the back of my head, pulling me forward, pushing his semi-soft cock to my lips. 

Lifting his head, looking at me through sleepy eyes, Jake grinned. "Hey mommy," Jake whispered. I heard him inhale deeply as I devoured his cock completely. His hips lurched to my mouth as he literally growled, shoving his cock hard into my face. I chewed on his cock as it expanded quickly in my mouth. In seconds, it was hard, long, and needing. I shoved it completely down my throat, my teeth raking along his skin as I buried his cock deep in my mouth and throat. I watched him as I fucked him with my mouth, burying it deep, slowly pulling up, pulling the flesh, sucking, locking hard on the underside of the crown, my tongue dancing over the firming flesh. I pumped his cock with my hand as I pulled up, slamming my hand flat on his pubs, wrapping my fingers firmly around the flesh, pumping up to my lips, and slamming back down as I shoved his cock deep into my mouth and throat.

"Holly fuck Mom," Jake whispered. Several minutes passed, I could feel his cock expand more as his orgasm approached. I wanted to please him, to have him cum in my mouth and throat. I increased my tempo, pushing him to release. As his orgasm ripped through his body, his hips lurched, lifting off the bed. I sucked him deep, swallowing each blast of cum. After a half dozen blasts, his body flopped down hard, his legs squeezing my head. I licked hard, sucking his cock deep as it deflated in my mouth. I grabbed his hanging balls, running my fingers up, squeezing any remaining fluids into his tubes, draining his tool, sucking the baby juice into my mouth. Salty, it tasted heavenly. I bit down, chewing his sensitive flesh gently. It was so good! I sucked the head between my lips, my tongue washing over the head. Jake literally pushed me back, his body almost feeling too good. "Sensitive," whispered Jake. I pulled off, my hand flopping his dangling cock back and forth playfully.

"Hi Baby!" I whispered. "Miss me today?" I asked, looking at his face and grinning. I grabbed his cock in my mouth, my teeth raking over the head. He again pushed me away. I stretched his flaccid cock until it popped from my lips. Mouth open, tongue extending, I fought playfully to get it back. Jake sat upright, hold me at bay. Lifting me to my knees, he kissed me deeply. His tongue swiftly entered my mouth, dancing with my tongue. He cupped my face softly, kissing me deeply, passionately.

I crawled up him, pushing him back down on the bed. As I lay down on him, I leaned to suck a nipple into my mouth. I bit him softly, licking the flesh, moving from one nipple to the other. He groaned appreciatively. I straddled his body, humping my wet pussy over his soft cock and balls. I washed my cunt back and forth over his sex, grinding hard to mash my clit over his flesh. I needed to cum as well. My clit, swollen and engorged, felt so good mashed against his flesh. "Yes baby," I growled. "You feel so good honey," I started again. "Feel momma's cunt on you baby?" I asked. My hips tilted hard, I wiggled, his cock slipping between my puffed lips. I growled into his ear, as I leaned to nip the flesh on his neck, sucking a bite of flesh softly between my teeth. My tongue thrashed his skin as I ground my body hard on him. I thrust hard up and down his cock, rubbing my clit, tilting, and having my hole squish over his cock, then repeating. It felt so good. "Get hard baby," I whispered to him. 

Pushing on his chest, I sat upright, my cunt planted hard on his cock. I rocked back and forth, grinding my body on his. I could feel his cock start to harden. Raking my nails down his chest, I flattened my palms on his lower chest, lifting my hips slightly, and mashing back down. I humped him hard as I dug my nails into his flesh firmly. I growled deeply. Jake stared at me, his hands moving to my tits, his fingers pinching the hard nipples. Flexing my chest, I arched, lifting my small tits upwards, feeling his thumb and index finger roll each hard nub firmly, sending a jolt of electricity to my cunt.

Several minutes passed. Jake grew rigid, his cock firm again. Rocking slightly, lifting a leg, I grabbed his rigid cock. I aimed it quickly to me, sliding the head along my slit for several passes. I coated the head completely, lined the head to my hole, and dropped down quickly, impaling my body with his hard cock. I felt him expand my body as he invaded my cunt. He cock filled me, drove deep, and ripped through me. I needed his cock. I slowed my humps, pulling out slowly, driving back down even slower, feeling each inch of cock slide deep into my body. Reaching between us, I fingered my clit. I needed to cum with his cock buried in my body. Another minute, another slam of my cunt down his cock. It did not take long. My body reacted quickly, moving to my own orgasm quickly. As I came, I ground my cunt hard on his cock. My breathing stopped as I thrashed his magnificent cock. "Yes Baby," I growled softly, almost mewing. "Feels so good in momma," I whispered.

Leaning forward, I placed my hands on his pecs, started humping my crotch hard, grinding, slamming back and forth over him. He grunted appreciatively. As I tilted my hips back and forth, I leaned to kiss him, to suck his tongue into my mouth. I wanted him to feel my passion, to feel me rise to orgasm. I attacked his mouth, nipping at his flesh, tugging on his lower lip playfully. He groaned deeply. I fucked him harder! I slammed my cunt down, impaling him completely. My cunt muscles grabbed his flesh, squeezing with every ounce of strength I had. I wanted to hold his cock in me. We slowly built toward our mutual orgasms. I felt the warmth spread through me, my juices running fast, coating out sexes. Jake grabbed my ass, pulling me down hard, almost savagely, driving every inch of his cock deep into my velvety softness. I bit his neck, sucking the flesh into my mouth. I had to concentrate, force myself to keep my focus. I wanted his cock so bad!

Jake arched hard, thrusting his hips up, driving himself deep, holding above the bed. I felt his convulsions, his spasms as his cum jettisoned from his cock. As his orgasm washed over him, his body grew limp, falling quickly to the bed. His cock started deflating. I needed another minute. Rising, I sat on him, grinding his shrinking cock hard. "Almost Baby," I whispered, my chin plastered against my chest. "Pinch momma's tits baby," I growled. He grabbed my nipples, rolling the hard nubs between his fingers. He pinched hard! Just enough to force my cunt to explode into orgasm. "Oh fuck baby," I shouted as I ground my cunt down on his body. I increased the tempo, grinding hard, slamming his flaccid cock back and forth over my sensitive clit. Subsiding quickly, my orgasm rushed from my body. I collapsed on Jake, snuggling deep into his arms, his cock slowly pulling out of my body. We drifted to sleep again.

I woke first, Jake spooned against my backside. I could feel his semi-rigid cock between my cheeks. Lifting his arm, I extricated myself from his grasp, turned to look as him in his peaceful slumber, and headed off to my room. I needed another shower.

Shortly, Jake came bounding down the stairs again. Rounding into the kitchen, he grabbed an apple, took a large bite, and started out the door. "Hey mom! I got a date tonight. Have you ever thought about experimenting a little?" he asked as he bolted out the door. I stood there, totally in shock! What had he just asked me? I played his comment over and over in my mind for the next several hours. My body was so aroused, I changed into some shorts, wanting to have access to my dripping cunt. Did he mean would I do toys? More boys? His girlfriend? God, a threesome got my cunt throbbing! I wanted to see him bury his cock in me while his girlfriend watched. My hand found its' way to my clit. I masturbated furiously, my orgasm ripping through me, but left me yearning for more.

"Damn you son," I muttered out loud, turning to look at the clock. "God I need you!" Time passed slowly. When would he be back? Would he be alone? At 11pm, I trundled off to bed. My mind raced. Hesitating only slightly, I slipped under the sheet in the nude. Sleep came quickly!



Obsessed With My Son Ch. 04



On my back, I woke groggily. Pushing something out of my face, it slapped back softly. Opening my eyes, a cock dangled over my nose, the head bouncing softly on my lips. Tilting my head, opening my mouth, I grabbed Jake's cock, pushing clear to his pubic hair as his cock slid effortlessly down my throat. He arched forward, pulling my legs up, spreading my thighs. His fingers danced over my slit, dipping into the soft flesh. I could feel his fingers dance on my clit. I drove my face hard on his cock, biting firmly, growling as he pulled my clit into his mouth. My hips arched hard upwards, my cunt wanting to capture this intruder. His tongue probed my flesh softly, flicking quickly over, around, and mashing my clit against my body. My body lurched to his mouth. He thrashed my clit.

Jake humped my face hard, driving his cock completely down my throat. He pulled back, thrust forward hard, driving every fucking inch into momma's face. I reached around him, grabbed his bare ass, digging my nails into his hairy flesh, and pulled him down. My mouth opened, my throat opened, I pulled his cock meat deep into my mouth. His balls draped over my eyes as I sucked hard, pulling his juices into my waiting mouth. Piston like, Jake pulled his hips up, thrust down, pulled up, and jammed his cock deep again. All thought lost, I needed his cum, I needed his release. I growled as I devoured him.

I opened my legs wider, pulling my knees up beside him, lifting my cunt, my ass for him. His fingers trailed down my wet slit, finding a needing hole. His fingers dipped into my body, first one sliding deep, rotating, pumping in and out of my wet cunt. Hesitating, he thrust a second, then third finger in as he continued thrusting in and out of my body. Lights everywhere! Flashes! Desires! He fucked my hole hard, matching each thrust with a thrust of his hips, forcing his cock down my throat. His teeth grabbed my swollen clit, holding it firmly as he thrashed it back and forth in his mouth. My body quivered, anticipating cumming on his tongue. My hips rose, legs splaying wider as I approached my orgasm. I pulled his ass so hard to me, my lips wrapped around the base of his golden cock. I could feel him touching my insides, his fingers spreading, hammering my hole, my juices pouring out, his mouth pulling on my clit, pulling hard, tongue flicking over the sensitive flesh.

My body exploded, my hips arched high, lifting him upwards as he thrust his hips down, forcing his cock into my face. Tearing at my clit, his lips suctioned hard, his fingers drove deep. Spasm after spasm ripped through me, my hips thrust upwards against his mouth, his fingers involuntarily. Arching high, holding, my body flopped back down on the bed. I sucked his cock harder as it expanded in my mouth.

"Yes momma!" Jake shouted, humping down hard. His cock exploded, shooting his liquids down my throat. I swallowed, filled my cheeks, and swallowed again. God I loved his juices! I drank them greedily, grinding my mouth on his shrinking cock. My finger draped into the crack of his ass, the nail brushing over his puckered hole. As he squirmed slightly, he thrust his now flaccid cock into my mouth once again. A growl shook his body as his orgasmic spasm passed through him into my mouth. I sucked his glorious cock with abandon. Rolling slightly off me, Jake pushed my hips flat on the bed. I stretched his cock to my lips. His tongue touched my clit! My hips lurched once again.

I pulled off his deflated cock, looking to my crotch quickly. "Jake!" I exclaimed. There, between my legs, was Marilyn, her soft lips sucking my lips, my clit into her mouth. I started to move, but Jake held me firmly.

"Lay still momma," he whispered. "Let Marilyn please you," he whispered. I closed my eyes. My hands involuntarily reached to her, my fingers sliding gently along her temples, my fingers intertwining into her hair. My hips tilted, my cunt open, my clit begging for her lips, her tongue.

"Jesus baby," I whispered out loud. I looked to Jake. He lay there with a goofy grin on his face as he first looked to me, then to Marilyn. His hips jerked spasmodically, little thrust toward my shoulder. Glancing to him, I noted his cock was already growing. 

I focused on Marilyn. Her lips were so soft on my cunt. Lightly, her tongue flicked my flesh back and forth, her dainty tongue dancing up and down my slit. She groaned with regularity, vibrating my flesh. Her mouth worked magic on my clit, driving my body toward another orgasm. I focused on her, feeling her, wanting her. With the exception of my hips involuntarily lifting, dropping against her mouth, I laid stoically. My breathing quickened, growing shallow, shadowing my impending orgasm. As my hips arched, my hands reached to hold my hips high, my elbows planted firmly on the bed, my ass high above the covers. Marilyn assaulted me, now thrashing my cunt hard. Seconds passed quickly. With a burst of bright colors, my orgasm again rippled through my body, her tongue keeping it alive, prolonging my lust, my orgasm. I flooded her, juices pouring from my cunt. She sucked me, licking up and down my slit. Her tongue darted into my hole, exploring what she could reach.

Jake forced a large stack of pillows under my ass, keeping my hips tilted high. Marilyn started kissing her way up my body, quick, light kisses up my torso. Slowly, she kissed each nipple, blowing against the flesh, tightening the taut skin. Her teeth nipped the hard flesh, sending pleasure through my body. Suddenly, I felt her against my slit. Her hand dropped between my legs. I could feel her, sliding a cock up and down my slit. Moving to one knee, she fisted her strapon, aiming the head to my hole, and pushed forward. She speared me almost savagely. She thrust forward, my head flung back as her monstrous cock penetrated me, splitting me open, shoving deep, hard into my body. My mouth opened to scream, no sound was available as she pulled back, thrust forward again. I looked to her, her eyes open, staring deep into my face, watching my reactions to her thrusts. I grunted hard, my breath forced from me as she again thrust her appendage into my gaping hole. Deeper, harder she speared me. A warmth built quickly as my juices flooded the new invader. I locked my heels behind her soft ass, my heels cupping her cheeks as she drove deep into my body.

"Oh Marilyn," I grunted. "Fuck momma baby," I whispered. I pulled her mouth to mine, kissing her just as savagely as she fucked my cunt. I sucked her tongue hard into my mouth, pulling, exploring her mouth as I did. I pulled my legs hard on her backside, driving each inch of her cock into my cunt. Thrust after thrust, she hammered my yielding cunt, open, begging for more. Our tits mashed together, our bodies beginning to sweat, a sheen glowing in the soft light. Her cock passed back and forth over my sensitive clit. With each pass, my clit broached a pending orgasm, tweaking, pulling my body, my mind higher, waiting, demanding to cum. I humped my cunt up against her, forcing her deep as my body exploded into a numbing orgasm. "Fuck me! Harder!" I screamed at her. "Oh my god fuck me," I trailed off as she pounded me.

Jake moved quickly, crawling behind Marilyn. I could feel him move to her body, pushing my legs wide. Opening my eyes, I saw Marilyn grimace as he pushed his hard cock forward. I felt her arch backwards, opening her orifice to his penetration. She thrust deep in my cunt, Jake pushing hard down on her body. She groaned very loudly, grunting with each thrust, each withdraw, then forward thrust again. Her eyes wide open, flashing, she humped him, thrust into me and repeated. Our rhythm established, we fucked like demons. Grunting, shouting, biting our lips, we fucked hard.

Several minutes passed, Jake slapped Marilyn's ass hard, the pop startling me. Grinding against her, pushing her deep into me, he came with a shout. As long as he thrust into her, he must have dumped a gallon of jism into her body. Spent, he lay forward, adding his weight to hers over my petite body. Unable to breathe, I rolled to my side, toppling the pile of bodies. Now, side by side, I leaned to Marilyn, my tongue lightly licking her lips, our lips touching in the softest kiss I had ever experienced. Barely breathing, I moved closer, kissing her again, feeling her tongue extend to me, exploring my mouth. My hand caressed her cheek, sliding slowly down her body, feeling her silky skin. My hand approached her breast. As my fingers danced up the side of her tit, a small gasp erupted from her into my mouth. As my fingernail traced a line over her taut nipple, her hand reached quickly around my head, pulling our mouths tighter together. I devoured her lips, her tongue, sucking to inhale her breath, to feel her meld to me. We groaned together softly.

Moving slowly, I started kissing down her neck, tasting her flesh, feeling the softness of the nape of her neck. I moved slower, lifting her breast to my lips, caressing each swell of her young tit flesh with my lips. I moved to swirl my tongue around her nipple, growing rigid under my play. As her nipple stood taut, I sucked the flesh into my mouth, my teeth gently holding the nipple as my tongue danced back and forth over the sensitive flesh. Marilyn gasped, pulling my head tighter against her body. I sucked more tit into my mouth, biting her lightly, my teeth holding her flesh so gently. I watched her face, the lines of her face tensed, masking the sensations. It was hard to tell she was in throes of ecstasy or enduring the agonies of pain. I knew, I nipped her nipple firmly, my tongue mashing her nipple hard on my teeth. She grunted loudly, her eyes flying open, tongue darting out of her mouth as she grabbed her other tit, offering it to me, pushing my head over toward the hard, standing nipple. I moved painfully slow, tantalizing her, licking her flesh, but toward her hard, inviting nipple. She pushed the flesh into my mouth, I clamped down on her nipple hard, my tongue washing over the nub. For my first taste of female flesh, my cunt ached, my mind exploded into thoughts of lust, a desire to thrust my fingers deep between her legs, to penetrate her hole, feeling her juices, hear her muffled grunts, groans as I explored her body. I growled deeply.

"Oh fuck momma," Marilyn groaned. Jake sat stoically over us, watched as I sucked her flesh into my mouth. He reached to me, stroking my hair as I attacked her tit, nipping at the soft flesh, sucking the nipple deep into my mouth. I probed her flesh, my tongue darting into the softness, licking, tasting. I reached to her cock, feeling the length, sliding my hand up and down her appendage. She reached to assist me, releasing the strapon appendage.

Surprising even my self, my hand slid quick down her torso, feeling the thin strip of downy soft hair directly over her mound. I slowed my caress, carefully reaching over the hump, my index finger slipping between the folds, snaking so delicately between the lips. I could feel her wetness, feel the dew between her engorged labia. Her hips thrust forward involuntarily, pushing her mons against my hand. I slipped my index finger into her slit, pushing down, sliding effortlessly over the hard clit. Her body responded, arching into my finger, a sudden intake of breath telling me she was not prepared for my touch. I sucked her nipple harder into my mouth, my tongue mashing the nipple against my teeth. I rolled it back and forth firmly. Pushing my hand down, my finger slipped along her wet slit, pushing toward her hole, my finger dipping instantly into her body, sliding quickly to the first knuckle. I hesitated for a split second, moved quickly to align my arm, and pushed my hand into her cunt. My finger disappeared into her body clear to my palm. Marilyn grunted loudly as my finger slipped into her body. I pulled back and thrust again. Marilyn's hips lurched upwards, her legs spread wide.

"Holy shit!" exclaimed Jake. I glanced at him, he was staring at me, his eyes riveted on my hand thrusting in and out of her wet cunt. I had to see. I moved quickly, kissing my way down her stomach, hesitating as I kissed her mons. I could smell her, her aroma filling my nostrils. I lifted up slightly, leaning to look at my hand. My index finger was between her lips, the base knuckle visible at my hand. I pulled my hand out, the lips stretched, slipping reluctantly along my finger as I withdrew. I had seen this many times, watching my own lips hug a hard cock as it pulled out of my body. Slowly, I flattened her lips with my fingertip. They were so soft. Slipping up her slit, I spread her lips to see her clit. Engorged, it peeked from her lips. My mouth went dry. I licked my lips with anticipation. Carefully, I parted her lips, my finger rolling over her sensitive bud. With each pass, a gasp for air, a grunt, an involuntary thrust of the hips. I controlled her. Pushing my hand back down between her legs, I stretched two fingers, reaming her hole as she lifted to invite my penetration. I thrust my hand forward, my fingers cramming savagely, deep into her willing, receptive cunt. A guttural grunt escaped her as she grabbed the back of my head and pulled me to her waiting clit. I sucked her flesh into my mouth, tasting, savoring her juices. I nipped down on the foreign fruit, my teeth holding it firmly, my tongue ravaging her as the new sensations passed through my body. With each probe, Marilyn's hips raised, arching to meet my mouth, her hips wiggling uncontrollably as I thrust my fingers in and out of her cunt.

Like a demon possessed, I attacked her, devouring her flesh. I sucked and licked her clit, and thrust my fingers deep into her body. Eyes closed tightly, I buried my nose against her bud as I licked along her slit, licking my fingers as they pulled back. I dove into her hole, shoving my face between her lips, forcing my tongue to taste her juices, reaming her hole, darting deep. Her lips coated my cheeks with her essence, her sex cream. My body burned, my cunt on fire. I needed to make her cum. Moving quickly, I took her clit again, my tongue dancing over the flesh. Her hands cupped my head, her hips lifted, widened, exposing her most private sex to me. I licked her with abandon, chewing lightly on her lips, her clit. Her body raced to orgasm. 

Jake watched, stroking his massive cock. Moving to her, he placed his cock on her lips, pushing hard. Labored, she breathed around his cock as it slid into the depths of her mouth and throat. Marilyn was our toy, our sex toy. Her hands alternated from the back of my head to pulling on his ass, driving his cock deeper. Her body raised hard to my mouth, her legs quivering. Holding firm, a hard flex drove her hips higher as her body exploded in orgasm. Convulsing against my mouth, flooding me with juices, she collapsed on the bed. Growling deep, she reached to Jake, pulling him hard to her, engulfing his entire cock to the root. I watched as she widened her jaw, taking every inch into her throat. Jake reached to her tits, pulling the nipples hard, twisting them unmercifully. With a tremendous thrust, he exploded in her throat, jettisoning spurt after spurt of his juice into her belly. Her crotch flopped down hard, legs spent, quivering, laying flat on the bed as I slowed my assault on her clit. Carefully, softly, I licked up and down her slit. God it tasted so good!

Jake, fisting his flaccid cock, milked the length of his cock, forcing a drop of cum to slip from the eye as he let it drop to her lips. She sucked only the head into her mouth, her tongue washing over the slick flesh. 

My body was on fire. My cunt begged for release again. I needed cock! I slowly licked up Marilyn's slit, pressing my tongue firmly over her sensitive clit. Her legs clamped together as I lifted up and away from her body. Glancing to my left, I found her appendage, laying neglected, wanting. Reaching for the large, plastic cock, I ached to bury it deep in my body. I wrapped both hands around the base, lifting it up, pointing it to the sky. It looked huge, larger than any real cock I had experienced. Reversing my grip, I rolled to my back, lifting, widening my legs, pulling my knees up beside my torso. I slid the head of my personal cock back and forth through my slit, sliding my hand to the head to increase my accuracy, my movements. As I pushed it down between my lips, Jake moved to watch me. I stared at him, my eyes never blinking as I found my hole.

"Watch momma, Baby," I instructed. "I want you cock sweetie!" I growled as I pushed the head into my hole. Pulling quickly, I dislodged the cock, sliding it up and down my slit. Aligning it quickly, I pushed hard, forcing several inches into my body. Cold, lifeless, the cock stretched open my body, spearing me, but left my body demanding more. With both hands at the base, I pulled back and thrust the cock deeper again. I could feel it slide deep into my womb. 

"Watch Baby! See momma's lips stretch to hold it," I asked? I shoved it deep, hard into my body, burying as much as my body would accept. "Eat me sweetie," I instructed Jake. "Eat momma's pussy Jake. Now honey!" I instructed, gaining urgent eye contact with him. "Make momma cum," I whispered, growling softly as I pulled the cock out and thrust it back into the depths of my body. Releasing the cock, I pulled my lips apart, opening my pink slit, exposing my engorged clit. Jake dove to me, his lips finding my soaked clit. Grabbing my hips, he lifted my cunt to his mouth, capturing my clit between his teeth. His tongue probed my flesh, flapping my clit back and forth, rolling it back and forth against him teeth. My body lurched to him, demanding his focus. I pulled his mouth hard against my flesh.

Marilyn crawled over me, her mouth dropping to my tits. Softly, gently, she licked my nipple, her hand, her fingers wrapping around my tit flesh, squeezing enough to make the tit flesh stand up, forcing the nipple high. She sucked the nipple into her mouth, nipping the bud as she washed her tongue over, around, and poked my sensitive breast. Closing my eyes, I relaxed, absorbing the feelings washing over my body. A cock buried deep in my cunt, my nipples getting sucked by the softest pair of lips, and my clit being thrashed by my son lifted my body sensations quickly. In a matter of minutes, I was screaming, crying for release. I could not breathe, I grunted, gasped for breaths. Grabbing Marilyn, I forced the other tit to her lips, reached for her crotch, and shoved three fingers into her wet, gaping cunt. Gasping, her hips dropped down, burying my fingers in her body. I thrust against her hard.

My mind exploded first, followed instantaneously by my orgasm, racing through my body. My hips arched, my legs opened wide as I blasted into the best orgasm in my life. Hips high above the bed, Jake grabbed the cock, and thrust wildly into my cunt as he tried to keep my clit between his lips. My hips jerked hard, fast against his face as he held on for dear life. Marilyn reached to my mons, sliding her fingers along my slit, feeling my wetness. Bringing her fingers to her mouth, she sucked one in, watching me. She offered me the second finger. Grabbing her wrist, I sucked the other finger deep into my mouth, tasting my juices. I erupted again, a second orgasm ripping through my body, screaming loudly. I humped Jakes face hard, grinding my hips against his mouth as he hammered my pussy.

Several minutes passed, my body gave way to spasms as I pushed Jake away from my cunt. "Pull the cock out," I whispered. Jake obliged, pulling the cock out slowly, teasingly. Squeezing my legs together, I scooted up the bed, grabbed a pillow, and almost instantly, passed into a deep sleep.

I woke, glancing to the night stand clock. 7:38am. I could feel warmth to my backside. Listening I first heard groans, followed by deep throated growls. I knew instantly the kids were going at it behind me. Rolling in place, I turned to see what they were up to. Locked in a 69 with Jake on top, they were going at it hard and fast. Marilyn's body lifted, bouncing up and down. Her thighs clamped alongside Jake's ears, a muffled scream escaped from around his cock as she convulsed in orgasm. Jake continued assaulting her clit until she pushed him off. Rising, he pulled his cock from her mouth, jacked furiously for a few seconds, and started shooting blasts of sticky cum on her face and tits. Her mouth opened wide as he laid the massive cock on her lips. Small shots of jism squirted on her lips as her tongue darted to collect it.




Obsessed With My Son Ch. 04



My body almost ached. I needed a shower. I moved to stand, swatted Jake's naked backside, and headed to the shower. God I needed coffee. I needed breakfast!

Thoughts of last night flooded my mind, causing my cunt to spasm. I needed fucked! Stopping in my tracks, I turned to the bedroom. "Marilyn, bring your cock to the shower baby! Momma needs you!" I shouted. Turning, I moved into the shower. I knew what I was going to do! Wonder how loud Marilyn screams? My cunt just throbbed. Bet she will look great bent over grabbing her ankles. Wonder which hole I shall use? Maybe both! My cunt just throbbed again. "Baby, hurry!" I continued.



Obsessed With My Son



I do not know how long I thrashed my cunt, but my hands, wrists, and bed were soaked from my flooding juices. I had never fucked myself so thoroughly. My cunt ached, I needed to be pounded. I needed a good, hard fucking. I needed Jake. I needed Jake to fuck mommy. I needed his cock buried in my cunt. My body screamed for cock. My cunt took control of my thoughts. I stripped my clothes from my body.

I slinked over to my door, cracked it open, putting my ear to the crack, listening. No sounds. I tiptoed down the hall, standing outside Jake's door. I listened in the darkness. Nothing! I massaged my throbbing cunt, rubbing the clit softly, stroking the length of my slit. I don't know how I expected to hear anything, my cunt was screaming so loud in my head. I held my breath, turning the handle to Jake's room. I pushed the door open a couple of inches, listening in the darkness. Jake was not snoring, but the room was dark. I listened closer, trying to hear movement of any kind. Maybe Jake was masturbating, thinking of mommy. I bet I crossed his mind. Did he want to fuck me? Would he eat my pussy? God, what if he thought my body was gross? What if he did not want me? My mind took control of my body. I slowly pulled the door closed, moving quickly back to my room. I could not breathe. What if Jake had caught me naked outside his room? Oh Jesus, what would he think? I stood petrified in my room. "Oh my God! Oh my God," I muttered to myself. "What was I thinking," I said out loud. 

I crawled into bed. I drifted off to a restless sleep. I stroked my cunt softly, letting the feeling spread through my body as I slowly drifted to sleep. My cunt again begged for cock.

"Mom? Mom, you asleep," drifted into my ears. "Mom," questioned Jake.

"Baby, what is it," I responded. I glanced at the clock. Twenty minutes had passed.

Jake stood by the edge of the bed. "Mom," he whispered. I felt the covers being pulled back as he crawled on the bed and under the covers. Stretching out beside me, his hand reached to me, landing on my shoulder. He caressed down my naked back. "Oh shit," he whispered in the darkness. His hand slowly crossed the small of my back, slowed but steadily moved to caress my ass. "Oh my God," he again whispered as my nakedness surprised him. His hand hesitated as he rounded the bottom side of my ass, his fingers moved toward my sex.

"Jake," I whispered. He froze, his hand stopping all movement. An eternity passed in the split seconds after I whispered Jake. I rolled to my side, facing Jake in the darkness, his hand now on my hip. I slipped my hand out, touching his chest. I trailed my hand slowly down his body, finding his boxers. I stopped at the waist band, my fingers unable to move forward, but no able to pull back. Jake's hand covered mine for an instant, then sliding under the waist band of his boxers, opening them for me. My hand slid so fucking slowly downwards, feeling his pubic hair, my nails finding the base of his cock. Pointed down, he was engorged, rigid. He groaned deeply as I touched his flesh with my fingertips, my nails leaving a line of fire as my fingers wrapped the flesh, my thumb wrapping the other side. I groaned loudly as I pulled his cock upwards, stroking softly. He was rigid and leaking pre-cum. I groaned again as my hand rubbed over the end of his cock. Squeezing my thumb and fingers together, I formed a hole to shove his cock through, squeezing hard, stroking him hard. He groaned deeply, his hips flexing, driving his cock through my hand. He roughly grabbed my tits, pinching a nipple, stinging me deeply. I pulled my hand off his cock, covering my wounded tit. 

"Ouch," I said loudly. "Don't do that," I instructed, a corrective motherly tone to my voice.

"Sorry mommy," grunted Jake. "Oh God, I'm going to cum," he almost shouted, embarrassed. I grabbed his cock, pressing it against his abdomen, pushing him to his back. I threw the covers off him. I felt his cock throb under my hand. "Oh fuck mommy," Jake grunted. "I'm sorry mommy," he whispered softly. I pressed his cock flat against his body as he shot rope after rope of cum. I could feel he massive jerks of his cock in the darkness. Jake groaned with each spurt of cum. He quickly finished his orgasm. "I'm sorry mom," he again whispered in the darkness.

"Stay still baby, let mommy grab a wash cloth," I whispered. I climbed over him, and moved to the bathroom. I turned the light on, moving to the linen closet. I grabbed a wash cloth, warmed the water in the sink, soaked the cloth, wringing out the excess water, and headed back to my bed. I left the bathroom light on, casting a warm glow throughout the bedroom. Jake had not moved. His hand covered his deflated cock. I moved to him, silhouetted in the semi-darkness of the room. I could tell he was looking at my body, trying to see. His hand reached for me. "Wait baby," I instructed. Globs of cum were up under his sternum, and draped down over his navel, squirted as far as his flattened cock could shoot. I had not seen so much cum in years. Kevin had surgery, so the quantity of his ejaculations were substantially smaller than before the surgery. I wondered what Jake's cum would taste like. My cunt again throbbed. I reached to touch his highest glob of cum. My fingertip dipped into the creamy fluid, rubbing it around in a small circle. Jake watched quizzically. I hesitated, pulled my hand to my lips, my tongue extending to lick the taste into my mouth. I sucked the finger into my mouth, staring at Jake. In a split second, Jake wiped up a glob of cum on his fingertip, reached to my mouth. Grabbing his wrist, I pulled the finger slowly to my mouth, my tongue extending to touch him, to suck the finger slowly into my mouth. My tongue danced around his finger as I hungrily sucked it deep into my mouth. Jake flat out groaned loudly.

"Lick my cum off me mommy," Jake whispered. "Please mother," he continued. I looked at him, lying there. I tossed the washcloth to the night stand, pushed his legs together, and moved to straddle him, placing my cunt inches above his knees. I lowered my torso, my head just above his hanging cock. I stared into his eyes as I extended my tongue, flattening it against his hairy stomach. I grabbed his flaccid cock, stood it up, holding the underside with my thumb. I rubbed upwards from his nuts, pushing any remaining fluid up his cock. I sucked the soft head into my mouth, sucking hard to drain any lonely fluids. Just as quickly, I let his cock flop from my lips. Slowly, I licked up his belly, darting my tongue in and out of my mouth, licking little globs of cum with each lick. His body arched against me, his cock now pressing against my tits. He held my shoulders. He watched me intently. His eyes grew wild, his lust growing instantly. As I moved up his body, I slid my pussy along his body, wiggling back and forth over his legs and thighs. 

Sitting upright, placing my hands on his chest, I could feel his cock under my cunt. I mashed my body down, grinding my sex on him. I humped back and forth on his cock. I coated his sex with my juices. He grabbed my tits, cupping them gently this time, rolling the nipples firmly, pulling them, squeezing them. "Yes Baby," I whispered. "You like momma's tits honey," I asked. He grinned as I ground my pussy all over his growing cock. I desperately needed to cum. I ached. I watched him lick his lips, and I knew what I needed next. I moved up his body, placing my cunt at his mouth. Grabbing his hair, I lifted his face up toward my wet gash. "Lick me sweetie, make mommy cum honey," I commanded. He grabbed my thighs, pulling his face up as I bent over his face. He locked his mouth on my swollen clit, sucking it deep into his mouth, his tongue flicking it back and forth quickly. I sat up, arching my body forward, driving my wet pussy hard on his face, his tongue. He lapped me hard, driving his tongue deep into my hole, then returning to assault my clit. I flooded his face with my juices. "Yes baby," I repeated over and over, riding him hard. "Mommy's going to cum baby! Oh God baby! Mommy's cumming," I hissed out, grabbing his head shoving my cunt hard on his mouth. I rode his tongue for several minutes, reaching around behind me to grab his hard cock. "Yes baby, mommy's going to fuck you honey! Mommy's going to fuck her man baby," I grunted out.

I moved off his face, he stretched hard to suck me as I lifted up. I moved quickly down his body, my fingers spreading my juices all over my cunt. God I was wet. I was almost dripping from cumming so hard. I straddled him, grabbed his hard cock as I stretched over his body. "Fuck me baby! Mommy needs your cock!" I whispered. I aimed his rigid cock, lowered my body, hesitating slightly as his cock entered my hole. I pushed my body down hard, driving his cock completely into my body with two thrusts of my hips. I ground my crotch on his, mashing our bodies together. Smaller than his dad's, he made up for it in energy. He went nuts, thrusting his hips up a foot off the bed, driving his cock deeper with each thrust. He fucked me hard. I thrust my hips in every direction, humping him forward and backwards, driving his cock over my clit, deep into my pussy, and up and down hard, fucking every inch of his cock. I rode him hard! 

He grabbed my hips, pulling me down hard on him, thrusting hard to cram every inch of meat into my cunt. His eyes closed, I could feel his need to cum again so quickly. I needed to cum as well.

"Cum in me baby," I shouted at him. "Cum in Mommy," I instructed. "God I love your cock baby," I almost shouted. "Fuck Mommy! Fuck Mommy hard!" I screamed. I thrust my hips so hard forward, backwards, up, down that I thought I would rip the damn thing off him. We both started grunting, groaning with each thrust, breathing came in gasps. Our bodies slapped together, the sounds of flesh against flesh filling my bedroom.

"Oh fuck!" screamed Jake, thrusting his hips up hard, lifting me entirely off the bed. I drove my cunt down hard, sucking his cock deep with my muscles. Jake started grunting, a hard grunt escaping his lips with each spurt of cum. With each spurt, he involuntarily thrust upwards, driving his hard cock deep, grinding against my sex.

"Oh baby," I grunted out hard. I reached to my clit, flicking it hard. "Mommy's cumming," I screamed out, my mind exploding in flashes of light. My eyes closed so tightly, my focus only on my cunt, his cock, and our fucking. Sweat rolled down my body as we thrust against each other. I tried to suck his cock off his body, squeezing my cunt muscles hard. We settled down, his cock buried deep. I could feel his soft spasms as he flexed his cock. I humped him like a madwoman, my cunt lips washing over his pubic bone, covering his balls with wetness. I soaked him, juices running out of my pussy, running down his balls. I collapsed on him lying flat on his chest. Our breathing gradually slowed. I could feel his cock slowly slipping out of my cunt. I growled deeply, turning to bite his nipple, sucking the flesh into my mouth. He moaned loudly, pulling my head hard against his nipple.

"Oh fuck Mother," he whispered. "Oh fuck! Oh fuck!" he repeated several times, pulling me close, his hips tilting, trying to keep his deflating cock in my cunt. He rolled me to the side, pushing me to my back, keeping his place between my legs. Rising to his elbows, he looked deeply into my eyes. His hips humped against my sex, his head bowed, his eyes closed tightly as he whispered "God damn Mother," softly. He leaned to kiss me, his lips hungrily sucking my lips, his tongue exploding into my mouth. He sucked the breath from my lungs as he again humped his hips against my sex. Humping hard against me, he pulled his head back looking into my eyes. "Mom, I want to fuck you again," he whispered, holding me close. "Please," he whispered softly.

"Baby, Mommy's just started," I whispered into his ear, biting his ear lobe softly. "I want your cock again and again and again and again," I whispered, looking deeply into his eyes. "Starting right now," I growled.