9 comments/ 200471 views/ 50 favorites Tom's Slutty Mom By: diroson *All Characters are 18 Years old or more* Tom stepped into his house and closed the door. As he placed his bag on the floor he heard a moan from upstairs. He froze. He knew that his mother, being a 33 year old woman still had pretty strong sexual needs and that from time to time she would satisfy them herself. For some reason he's mother never married after he was born, even though she was stunning. Another moan, this one a little bit louder then the previous one emanated from the second floor of their house. Tom guessed his mother thought he would be working late today and decided to make the most of the empty house. Tom was torn. He didn't know if he should leave or just go about his business as if he can't hear anything. A third moan sounded and to his dismay Tom felt his cock harden. Disgusted with himself he decided to go up to his room and get some sleep. As he was climbing the stairs the moans became a continuos stream of short groans and moans. Again he felt strangely aroused. By the time he reached the second floor he could hear his mother's rapid breathing, and as he started walking toward his room he was astounded to see that his mother's bedroom door was ajar. Tom was at a loss. He couldn't go to his room without passing in front of his mother's door and he wasn't sure which way she was facing. He couldn't bear the thought of the awkwardness that would result from him seeing his mother in such a compromising position. He weighed his options. Either wait here for his mother to cum and catch him or rush to his room to hope his mother was looking the other way. Finally he decided that he preferred being caught trying to get to his room rather then get caught seemingly eavesdropping on his masturbating mother. He started walking fast but reached the door sooner then he expected while still looking in the wrong direction. Before he could turn his head he saw his mother. Her head and chest were pressed against the mattress while her ass was high up in the air.She was rapidly fucking herself with a big c-thru buttplug, her asshole stretched and her butt cheeks spread with her free hand. He noticed her pussy was dripping and following the drops he saw a huge wet stain on the mattress. For some reason Tom couldn't move his legs. He was transfixed by the site of his mother fucking her asshole. His mother quickened the pace of her pumping and finally with a long loud moan finished. Tom came to his senses and tried to get to his room quickly as possible but before he could move one step his mother lifted her head and for a second their eyes met. Tom blushed so deeply he couldn't believe he had enough blood in his body to continue to maintain his raging hard-on. His mother blushed too. Without saying a word Tom quickly went to his room and closed the door. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Christie quickly pulled the buttplug out of her ass, leaving her asshole red and gaping and her feeling empty. Absentmindedly she slid the buttplug into her mouth and started sucking it, moaning quietly at the taste of her own ass. suddenly she caught herself. She couldn't believe she would do something like that with Tom in the next room. She was disgusted to discover that the thought only made her more aroused. Her hand slid to her soaking wet pussy and she started rubbing it. Again she caught herself, decidedly getting up, putting the buttplug in her drawer and using a towel to soak her pussy juices. As she was drying herself Christie came to term with the fact that she didn't know what to do. She couldn't believe she caught her son peeping on her. It was so wrong. As quickly as possible she slid her red thong up her legs. The second the material touched her pussy it darkened, a round wet circle spreading. Annoyed she pulled on her short denim skirt and a red tank top. Her nipples were standing out through the fabric, two rock hard points pointing out. She decided she'd try to talk to her son. Maybe he had a good excuse and she was just rushing ahead of herself. She closed the door behind her and as she started walking toward his room she heard a distinct, "Oh,Mom." She blushed a deep red. Deciding that she couldn't handle it today, especially not what she assumed was going on in her son's room she turned around and as fast as she could went down to the kitchen and started preparing dinner. That night dinner was a very fast and quiet. They did their best to avoid any eye contact or conversation. Christie thought about trying to resolve the issue a couple of times but she decided not to. Throughout dinner Christie was surprised to feel a constant stream of moister wetting her thong and Tom struggled to fight his suddenly ever-present hard-on. A couple of times Christie unconsciously slid her hand to her crotch only to catch herself rubbing her pussy. Finally dinner ended and they both retreated to their rooms. Christie lay in bed that night, wearing nothing but her damp red thong, still achingly aroused. As she lay quietly she was sure she heard a woman's moans coming from her son's room. A second later she could've sworn she heard a woman breathlessly saying, " Yes, Fuck your mother,ohhh". Trying hard not to listen she couldn't help but notice that her pussy was now gushing all over her thighs and that her juices started sliding down to the mattress. She couldn't help herself. Moaning, she raised her hand to her mouth and started sucking on her three middle fingers hungrily. Pumping them in and out of her mouth all the while imagining she had a thick cock between her lips. When her fingers were slick with spit she stretched her hand behind her back and with her other hand slid the thong down to her knees and spread her butt cheeks. Slowly she inserted the first finger into her ass. She slowly pushed her finger in and out of her asshole. She added the second finger and groaned. Her asshole started stretching though with only two fingers it was barely noticeable. Finally she slowly inserted the third finger and groaned again, her asshole stretching a little more to accommodate all three fingers. She then waited. In a matter of seconds the uncomfortableness was replaced by a feeling of pleasure. Christie moaned, a little too loudly and fell silent, worried that her son might hear. As she thought of her son a string of incestuous thoughts entered her head. With her asshole stretched she couldn't help but picture herself on top of her son, his cock shoved up her ass. She could feel her pussy gushing out a torrent of juices. Although it disgusted her, she couldn't help but picture herself riding her son's cock like a crazed animal. Riding him until he filled her bowels with his warm, sticky cum. Faster and faster she fingered her asshole, matching the pace of her fantasized anal ride, first delicately and as she neared her orgasm, more and more brutally, enjoying the mixture of pain and pleasure. Furiously finger-fucking herself Christie came, moaning loudly. In her head Christie lay on top her son, his cock still up to the hilt in her ass, his cum slowly sliding from her stomach to her asshole and as she stood up, sighing contentedly, her ass made a weird squelching noise as her son's cock popped out, a steady stream of cum slid from her asshole, down her thighs. Exhausted but content, Christie lay in bed, a mixture of happiness, hunger and shame welling up in her stomach. How could she look her son in the eye, after fantasizing about him like that. Furthermore how could she reprimand her son for peeping on her if she fantasized about him. Troubled she finally fell asleep. The next morning, breakfast was as quiet and awkward as dinner the previous night. Christie and Tom quickly ate the breakfast she made and left for work, each anxious to be in anywhere but there. That day when Christie returned home to find her son in his room. Tired she decided to take a shower before cooking dinner. Christie entered the shower and started the water, making sure it was scolding hot. As the water started running down her body, it slid from her long beautiful hair to her back and from there to her ass. Some of it over her beautiful perfect shaped ass cheeks but mostly running through her crack, wetting her asshole and from there to her long, smooth legs. Her big breasts were soon covered in water and soap as she slowly started to clean herself. After her breasts were as clean as they could get she slowly slid her hand downwards leaving a trail of soap on her flat stomach. As her hand reached her crotch, she moaned quietly. With slow and aggressive strokes she soon had her crotch clean and pink from the attention and hot water. She lowered herself to the floor remaining on the tips of her toes, her legs stretched wide, allowing her easier access to her asshole. While she played with her nipples with one hand, her other hand quickly found her asshole and started rubbing it franticly. A finger slipped into her ass by mistake, and she let out a loud moan. Suddenly, annoyed she remembered that dinner wasn't going to make itself, and Tom might start to wander where she'd disappeared to. She quickly finished her shower and dried herself, feeling unsatisfied. In a split second decision she decided that she might have not finished but she can at least enjoy the next few hours. She went to her drawer and took out her big buttplug. She opened her mouth as wide as she could and struggled to push in as much as she could. She could barely accommodate three quarters of it's length and it's width stretched her mouth painfully. Quickly she started pumping it in and out of her mouth, coating it with as much saliva as she could muster. She swirled her tongue around the tip and despite the difficulty, she found sucking the buttplug enjoyable. She had always loved sucking cock, so it wasn't a big surprise. As soon as she was satisfied with the buttplug's lubrication she went to her bed and got on her hands and knees. She lowered her head and upper body to the mattress until her face and chest were pressed to the mattress while her ass was up in the air. A little uncomfortably she remembered that the day before her son saw her in the exact same position. Putting the thought aside she used one hand to spread her butt cheeks while with the other she positioned the buttplug at her rear entrance and started pushing. Slowly her rosebud opened, allowing her to slip half an inch of the buttplug into her ass. She soon noticed that she had been impatient and the buttplug wasn't covered in enough spit, and it hurt to push it inside. As the buttplug widened it got harder and harder to slide it in. She whimpered, her asshole stretched painfully. Patiently she pushed it inside inch by inch, ignoring the discomfort and pain, waiting for her ass to stretch, then sliding in another wider part of the buttplug. Moaning and whimpering with pain and discomfort she finally reached the last 3 inches of the buttplug. Groaning she slowly started sliding the last inches inside. She had fucked herself with her buttplug many times but had never pushed it all in. She couldn't believe her asshole could stretch so wide and she was sure that her asshole would hurt for the next few days. With a pop the buttplug sunk into her ass, her asshole slowly closing around it. Standing up she realized that it had taken her much longer then she'd expected and that soon enough Tom was going to go down to the kitchen, hungry and expecting dinner. She went over to where her clothes lay picked up her thong and slid it up her legs. She was sure the buttplug's end was showing to either side of the thin strip of fabric running up her ass crack. For a reason she couldn't explain she decided to leave the rest of her clothes there and pulled on her white satin nightgown. As she started walking towards the kitchen it became apparent to her that with the buttplug up her ass she couldn't walk normally. So walking slightly penguin-like, the buttplug rubbing against the walls of her anal cavity, she made her way to the kitchen only to find Tom standing next to the frying pan, making omletts. Making sure not to make eye contact with his mother, Tom pointed to an omlett on a plate next to him, "This is for you,mom." "Oh, this is nice," Christie said, "As a matter of fact I was just coming down here to prepare dinner but this is a very nice surprise." As she took her plate she leaned to kiss her son and thank him. As she was about to place a kiss on his cheek he turned suddenly, and for a second their lips met. Surprised she pulled back, sure that he had intentionally stolen a kiss from her but she immediately saw that he was as surprised as she was. Blushing they both turned away. Christie quickly sat down, and ate finishing as fast as she could. In fact she sat down so quickly and carelessly that she didn't notice that the chair she sat on was very wet. When she finished she quickly went to the sink and washed her plate. Turning to thank her son again she noticed that he was staring at her ass. Looking down she was embarrassed to see that the wet satin had turned transparent and that her buttplug was clearly seen protruding from her asshole. Lifting her eyes the same instant her son did their eyes met and they both blushed a very deep red. Looking down she saw a bulge in her son's pants. Christie rushed out of the room, shameful tears running down her eyes. Later that evening when she finally stopped crying and relaxed, she decided she must talk to her son. So buttplug still intact, Christie walked over to her son's room. She was so preoccupied that she failed to hear the loud moans and groans coming from inside her son's room so she entered without knocking. The minute she walked in she saw her son franticly trying to cover himself, his cock visible no matter how hard he tried. As she looked at his computer screen she saw a woman who greatly resembled her in nearly every aspect, from her flowing blonde hair to the big breasts and perfectly shaped ass. The woman was being slammed into from behind, her asshole red and raw from the brutal anal fucking she was receiving. The video's title read, "Stunning mother gets a hardcore anal lesson from her son." As she watched, the woman's supposed son pulled his cock from her ass, making a popping noise. His mother immediately turned around and started sucking his cock, taking in as much as she could without throwing up. Christie could feel her mouth starting to water and her panties getting incredibly wet, it had been two weeks since she had sucked that guy's cock in the bathroom and she already missed it terribly. she shook herself and returned to the present. Extremely embarrassed, she murmured a quiet apology and got out as fast as she could. When she was midway to her room she decided that this awkwardness couldn't continue. She turned around and started walking towards her son's room decisively. She entered just in time to see her son cum into a wad of tissues and the man on the computer screen cover his mother's face with cum. "Tom?" she said edging into the room, "We need to talk about the last few days." "What the fuck, mom," he said, covering himself as best as he could, "Can't you see I'm kind of busy." She blushed, "Yes I can see that very clearly but this can't continue." "I don't think we have anything to talk about. I saw you, now you saw me. We're even, no need to talk about anything." "Can I sit down?" she said motioning towards his bed, ignoring what he said. "Be my guest". As she sat down, the tissues her son had just cum in rolled down from the upper part of his bed to lay against her hand. She could fill his sticky cum, still a little warm stick to her hand, her pussy responded by wetting her thong even more. She decided to ignore it. "Listen, Tom, the thing you saw me do the other day, and what you were doing just now are both completely natural..." "I know, mom," he said, cutting into to her sentence, "I'm 18, there's really no need to explain what I saw." "But, seeing as I'm your mother and that your now watching these kind of videos," She said motioning towards his screen, "I think the matter isn't as simple as that." And so they talked for a while. Tom continued to protest the very idea that there was a reason for the conversation but his mother remained adamant about the subject. After apologizing for not closing the door and ignoring the fact that she wasn't the soul resident of the house, Christie explained that since she was alone and had a more then healthy sexual appetite she had to satisfy her own needs. She promised to be more careful from now on. Leaving with the declaration that everything will be back to normal now, Christie stood up to leave, much to the relief of her son. She slowly made her way to his door, making sure that her buttplug wasn't visible through her nightgown, and that the inevitable change in her walk wasn't too apparent. As she was closing the door to her son's room she heard him say in an undertone, "I just never knew you were such an anal slut." Surprised, embarrassed and also strangely aroused Christie went to her room and prepared to go to sleep. Too tired to even think of cumming she slowly pulled the buttplug out of her ass, leaving her asshole stretched and gaping. While cleaning her buttplug with her tongue, moaning slightly at the taste of her ass, Christie couldn't help but remember the sight of her son's cock and the unbelievable orgasm she had the night before just by fantasizing about it. When the buttplug was clean to her satisfaction she went and put it in her drawer. Lying in bed, drifting into sleep, she suddenly awoke to the sounds of footsteps. Recognizing them as her son's, she relaxed. To her dismay instead of continuing towards the staircase her son's footsteps stopped outside her door. Slowly she turned her head. As she looked her son slowly pushed the door open. In the doorway stood Tom, his pants bunched around his knees, his cock in his hand. Standing at the door he slowly started to move his hand up and down his shaft. He stroked his dick aggressively. It took him less then ten minutes to reach his climax. Cumming, he said in a barely audible voice, "fuck yeah, oh mom," and started shooting all over her bedroom floor. Transfixed, Christie watched as her son shoot his load, blast after blast leaving his cock and landing on the floor. Suddenly she noticed that her bed was soaking wet and that her panties were sticking to her, soaked with her juices. As her son turned and left, Christie felt a small moan of longing escape her, and reached an irrational decision. From her most primitive parts came the decision to seduce her son, no matter the cost. More horny then ever but satisfied with her decision, Christie fell asleep. The next day when Christie came home she immediately went to her room. Sliding of her mini skirt and tight white blouse, she unhooked her bra and threw it on the floor. Quickly she went to her drawer and took out her buttplug. This time she used a lube she had bought on the way home. She rushed to her bed and resuming her usual position she pushed the buttplug into her ass. With the new lube she had no problems and was done in a matter of seconds. Looking in the mirror she made sure her thong was sitting right. She turned around and bent over looking in the mirror to make sure the buttplug could be seen. Wearing only her thong and with a buttplug up her ass Christie closed her room's door behind her and made her way to her son's room. This time before she entered she listened. Hearing the same moans and groans as the day before she entered his room as silently as she could. Tom was blind and deaf to everything but the extremely depraved scene that was being shown on his screen. His fist was flying up and down his shaft and it was clear to Christie that he was nearing his climax. She waited for the right moment which presented itself a second later. Tom's Slutty Mom Tom groaned and said loudly, "Oh, mom." This was just what she was hoping for. "Yes, Tom?" She replied a coy smile on her lips. Tom turned around. He was shocked. He couldn't believe the way his mother was dressed. "You like?" She asked smiling. He was too shocked to respond. Still smiling Christie walked toward him, making a small circle and bending over to make sure he could make out the buttplug she had up her ass. Finally she reached him. "I'm going to give you a little treat, I hope you enjoy it. I know I will," She said laughing. She slowly got on her hands and knees and crawled to the space under his desk. She pushed his chair slightly so she could lift her head and have his crotch at eye level. Tom had been so shocked, he didn't pause the video and so as his mother lay between his legs, wearing only a thong and happily displaying the huge buttplug she had up her ass there was a continuous stream of moans and groans from his computer. As she lifted her head and took hold of his cock she heard the mother in the computer saying, " Wow, what a tasty cock this is," and then she heard her continue to slurp at her son's cock. Looking her son in the eye Christie stuck out her tongue and ran it over the length of her son's cock. "Oohh, I must agree with her, this is a very tasty cock." Smiling at her son she started slurping on his dick, running her tongue up and down his shaft, groaning contentedly. A drop of pre-cum appeared at the end of his cockhead, Christie immediately licked it hungrily. Another drop appeared and she licked it and then another formed and another and so ignoring the rest of his cock Christie concentrated on her son's cockhead, slurping and licking at it like it was a piece of candy. She couldn't believe how horny she was, she could fill her juices soak through her thong and wet the floor. Tom finally came to his senses, "Mom, what the fuck are you doing, this is wrong." He tried pushing her head away but she wouldn't budge, instead, after making sure his cock was covered in spit, she lifted herself a bit. Looking her son in the eyes and despite his now barely audible objections she wrapped her lips around her son's cock and started taking it into her mouth. When she reached her limit she started to bob her head up and down, making loud sucking and slurping sounds that filled the room. Tom gave up on his protests, which had no effect on his slutty mother, and decided to enjoy the experience. Placing his hand on the back of his mother's head, he started to force a little more of his cock into her mouth every time her head came down. Christie was enjoying herself immensely and without noticing it had transfered one of her hands to her ass and was slowly pumping the buttplug in and out, her moans stifled by her son's cock. As she bobbed her head up and down Christie started to swirl her tongue making her son groan with pleasure. The pair of them got so absorbed in their depraved encounter that without noticing it they changed positions. Tom was now standing, his mother on her knees at his feet. Tom fucked his mother's face for a while, roughly sliding his cock in and out of her mouth, from time to time reaching the end of her throat and staying there enjoying the warm, wet sensation, ignoring the stifled protests she tried to voice. All the while Christie was fucking her ass furiously, taking no consideration in the fact that she had to go to work tomorrow and with her ass at this state the most she could do was hobble to her office and sit there quietly, fantasizing about the cock she had in her mouth. Christie felt her son tensing and she knew that he was going to cum very soon, she managed to pull his cock out of her mouth. Pointing it at her face she started jacking him off, sliding her fist up and down his cock. She felt his cock harden even more and she knew this was it. Pointing her son's cock at her face she started pumping it furiously with her fist until at last she got what she craved. As her son groaned, cum started shooting from his cockhead straight to her face. The first blast landed straight above her right eye and slid down a bit so she had strands of cum in her vision. She licked her lips in anticipation. The second blast caught her on her left cheek, marking the left side of her face with her son's cum. She pointed his cock at her other cheek just as a huge blast left his cock, a long thick glob of cum hitting her from the corner of her eye to her jawline. Thinking he was done and still wanting to taste his cum she pointed his cock at her open mouth hoping to catch a few stray drops and get a taste. She was pleasantly surprised. For the next five seconds her son filled her mouth with so much cum, it overflowed and covered her chin. After he shot his last strand of cum right on her nose she swallowed his cum slowly, savoring it's texture and salty taste. Smiling up at her son, Christie took hold of his cock and rubbed her head against it, moaning with lust. "Mmm, that was tasty," she said. Tom looked at his mother. She was on her knees in front of him. His cum was starting to drip from her face to her chest and from her chest to her stomach. Her thong was completely soaked and beneath it was a large puddle. His mother was rubbing her glazed face against his cock, sighing contentedly, occasionally scooping a bit of cum from her face and sucking it from her finger hungrily. He had never been so aroused. Christie stood up and smiled at him, "I'll see you tomorrow." She started walking towards his door but suddenly stopped. "Oh, I just remembered." She bent over his desk, making sure he could see everything and pushed her thong aside. She took hold of her buttplug and roughly pulled it out, leaving a large gaping asshole. Standing up she started sucking on the buttplug. "Umm, tasty," she laughed, "Goodnight." She left his room leaving her son astounded and with a large puddle of her juices to clean of the floor. She went straight to bed, enjoying the feeling of cum on her face. The next day Christie left work early and hurried home. The night before she had decided to fuck him the very next day and the thought of him inside her had been driving her crazy all day. Arriving at her house she saw she couldn't wait. She quickly found her son, sitting in his room, surfing the internet wearing nothing but his bathrobe. "Hey there," she said to her son smiling. Turning from his computer Tom looked at his mother, "Hi." She sat down on the bed next to him. "How was your day?," she asked him, sliding her hand beneath his robe and quickly finding his cock. She started to slide her fist up and down his shaft. Tom groaned, "Ok, I guess," he said quietly. "Good," she said. Smiling to herself she pulled his cock out from under his robe. Bending over, she Lustfully began to slide her tongue over his dick. Not wanting to postpone the moment any long she decided to start lubricating his cock. She quickly repositioned herself, hunching on all fours on her son's bed her head between his legs. Wrapping her lips around his cock she started to suck, bobbing her head up and down, covering her son's cock with a thick coating of saliva. Suddenly Tom pushed her head down saying in a strained voice, "I'm gonna cum, mom." Christie quickly withdraw, sitting up. "Not yet baby, today i have something else planned for us." She waited for him to relax. Once it was clear he wasn't about to cum she started spitting on his cock, making sure he was all lubed up. Finally she was satisfied. Looking her son in the eye she asked him, "Would you like to fuck my asshole?" "Fuck yeah," Tom replied enthusiastically. She smiled. "Can u play the video you were seeing yesterday?" she asked as she quickly slid of her mini skirt and soaking thong. "Sure, I can," He replied rushing to his computer. As soon as she heard the woman on the screen moan she started clearing her son's floor, especially around his desk. When she was satisfied she looked at her son, who was back on his bed, looking at her body hungrily. She beckoned with her hand, calling him to her. He slowly stood up and walked towards her. She turned and bent over, resting her hands on his desk, looking straight at his computer screen. As she watched the woman on screen getting fucked she felt her pussy gush out a torrent of her juices. Moaning she turned her head looking at her son impatiently only to see him positioning his cock at her rear entrance. Without any warning he plunged his whole cock into her with one thrust. She howled with pain. Her son ignored her and looking down at her stretched asshole started fucking her brutally, pulling out then plunging in. Christie lay her head on the table. She moaned with pleasure and whimpered with pain. She was getting the fucking of a life time. Her son was furiously pumping in and out of her ass. Groaning loudly she turned her head to see her son, holding her on both sides and slamming into her forcefully, ignoring her apparent discomfort. "Yes, that's it. Fuck your mother's ass. Stretch my asshole, Ohhh," she encouraged him. She could fill her asshole stretching, her anal cavity painfully widening to accommodate her son's cock. She looked back at the mirror that was directly behind her only to see her son's cock pop out of her ass, leaving it gaping and red, then plunge back in. She let out a loud moan at the sight and started rubbing her pussy furiously. She looked at the computer screen, the woman there was getting the same attention from her son. The blonde pornstar/mother was getting plowed, her asshole red, her butt cheeks red from her son's spanking. Her son was slamming into her so hard, she slid a couple of inches every time he plunged in. Christie started bucking her hips, meeting Tom's thrusts, helping him slide even deeper inside her with every thrust. Getting an idea from the clip Christie turned her head towards her son and said, "Spank me Tom, Spank your mother." He was hesitant at first but at her encouragement he began leaving big red marks on her ass. "Yes, that's it," she said moaning. After a while Tom lifted her up and put her on the floor on her hands and knees. Stretching forward a little he pushed her head and chest down until her face and tits were mashed against the floor. Christie stretched her hands behind her back and spread her butt cheeks as much as she could allowing her son even more access to her ass. Tom was now slamming into her from above, his dick positioned vertically. Nearing his climax Tom wondered where he should cum. He was torn between her face and on her ass. His mother answered the question for him. "Cum inside me, Tom," Christie moaned, "Fill your mother's ass with your hot cum, I want to go to sleep tonight with your sperm slowly sliding out of my asshole." Tom was unbelievably aroused by his mother's words. Slamming into her faster he quickly reached his climax. With one final thrust Christie felt her son's cock enter her fully. She felt his dick hardening and then start washing her bowels with cum. She couldn't believe the amount of cum he was shooting inside her. She thought the cum was going to overflow and flood her son's floor. After a while Tom cock slipped out of her ass, a little cum dripping from it to her gaping asshole. Lifting her head up she motioned her son to come stand in front of her. Stretching her neck a bit she started lapping at his dick, smiling as she tasted her son's cum and her ass's tasty combination. Already she could fill a small dribble of cum slowly slide from her ass, down her legs. Not wanting any of it to waste she quickly scooped it up and licked it of her hand. When her son's cock was clean to her satisfaction, she stood up. Immediately she felt a steady stream of cum start to slide down her legs but if her feeling of fullness was any indication, there was a lot more to come. While walking over to her thong and picking it of the floor, she absentmindedly scooped the cum that was running down her legs and sucked it of her hands, cleaning her inner thighs every time they got covered in cum. The amount of cum was astounding and the stream seemed never-ending. As soon as her thong was in place it became soaked with a mixture of Christie's juices and her son's cum. Christie walked over to her son and kissed him on the cheek. "I think I'd like to make this a daily routine," she said smiling at him sexily, "Interested?" Tom smiled, grabbed her ass and draw her against him so that she could feel his already hardening cock. "I think we better make it twice a day." Christie left his room, her son's cum still sliding down her legs and she still scooping it up and sucking it of her finger. For the rest of the day Christie walked around the house wearing only her thong, leaving drops of cum everywhere she went. That night as she lay in bed, her son's cum still dribbling out of her ass although the stream was much thinner then before. Two minutes after she turned of the lights her son entered the room, a hard cock between his legs demanding attention. Christie smiled, told him to straddle her chest and opened her mouth. And so with his cum still sliding out of her ass, Christie let her son fuck her mouth until he came, filling her mouth with the cum she wanted so badly. Christie lay there, in her mouth was her son's cock spurting a few last shots, giving her mouth a taste of what her ass received earlier that day. She knew she could never give this up.