Will Wanton�s

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Porn-writing Mother

Chapter 8

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This story contains:

Gender Combo�s: Hetero Fm (15).

Sex Acts: fucking

Fetishes / Other: incest (mother / son); dirty talk.

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Chapter 8

�Are you ready, baby?� Stephanie asked sweetly, having just rested about 10 minutes at the side of her son Marty. �Are you ready to fuck me? Are you ready to stick that lovely prick in my cunt and fuck me good and hard?�

Steph looked straight into her son�s eyes as she said the obscene words, loving every second of expressing herself in such a lewd, foul way to her own flesh and blood, as her fingertips trailed softly over the skin of his chest. The feeling of his mouth on her hot snatch still on her mind, and the taste of his spunky semen still in her mouth, she craved nothing more now than the actual act of incest; the actual penetration of her hungry twat by her own 15-year-old teenage son, the son she�d been secretly fantasizing about for a while now and served as inspiration for the smut stories she�d written and uploaded to the internet, but of whom she�d never dreamed that he would actually do all the perverted things to her that he did, and was about to do.

The 34-year-old brown haired mother gave her boy the once over, trailing her eyes from his youthful face down his chest to his teenage cock, swollen and red. She loved them, his cock and balls, being bigger than she would have guessed. The boy wasn�t overly long but had a really nice girth, as she had experienced when he stretched her mouth and pumped it. And his balls looked hot to her, almost like eggs in a loose, wrinkled sack. They would swing like pendulums as he moved his hips, and the horny, depraved woman imagined what it would be like if they pounded into her when he would fuck her. That�s what always made it even better for her; not just a fat dick stretching her cunt open, sliding in and out, but the feeling and sound of a pair of large balls slapping at her chin, pussy or ass.

�I don�t know, mom,� Marty responded, breaking Steph�s train of thought. �You drained my balls pretty good.�

�Don�t worry, honey. You�re young. I�m sure those nice nuts of yours are already full of spunk. I�ll get you up, you wait and see.�

Steph looked her son straight in the eyes, her cheeks flushed; her face betraying incestuous lust, as she moved so she was lying back with her ass in Marty�s direction. She pulled her knees up to her tits and spread her legs, completely exposing her soaking crotch to the boy. Marty looked at the delicious sight of his mom�s snatch and already felt his flaccid but swollen cock stir. Immediately the scent wafting from between his mother�s legs started becoming obvious to him again, invading his nostrils and making the boy realize just how hot it smelled; realizing how much he enjoyed eating his mother out and how much he�d like to do it in the future. He looked at his mother�s crotch and touched himself, manipulating his dick slowly. The boy watched as Stephanie hornily trailed the fingers from one hand up and down her pussy; one finger on either side of her dripping gash, rubbing the inner labia up and down. He noticed the juices flowing, glistening in the light of the room, running down from her contracting vaginal opening into the crack of his mother�s ass. He watched as her asshole pulsated along with her pussy muscles, the wrinkled tissue moving together and apart.

Marty�s breathing went faster and his cock started growing in small fits as he watched his mother play with one of her tits with her other hand, squeezing the mound and then pinching and rolling the fat, swollen nipple between her thumb and index finger.

God, she looked so eatable, so succulent to him, lying there playing with herself for his viewing enjoyment. The woman never broke her stare at her son as she played with her tit and cunt, giving him a reason to get hard again, which he did.
Already he was half hard.

�That�s right, baby,� the woman cooed at her son. �Look at me. Look at me playing with my fucking tit and rubbing my cunt. Look at your mother�s cunt. Don�t you want to fuck it? Don�t you want to stick your hot prick in my wet, juicy fuck hole and pound me, baby? Mommy would love a good hard pounding from her son. I want your cock in my pussy soooo bad�� Steph groaned hotly, using every technique she could think of to arouse her boy. �I�d love for you to shove it inside of me, inside my fucking snatch, and fuck me really deep, all the way to your hot balls.�

Stephanie stretched her right leg out a bit, rubbing the sole of her foot along her son�s naked thigh, up and down, digging her toes into his flesh here and there as she starting sluicing her fingers in and out of her sodden crevice. Her digits came out shining with pussy juice after first insertion, and it took only a few more insertions for the fingering to start making greasy squelching sounds. Her foot continued running up and down his legs as she watched him play with his growing cock, and screwed her cunt with three fingers from one hand as she squeezed a tit with the other hand. A wet spot had formed in the sheets right underneath her ass, from the juices that had collected there after it ran from her slit through her crack down to the bed.

�Yeahhh� I wanna fuck you�� Marty finally muttered as he started moving his body, looking intensely at the sliding fingers between his mother�s thighs.

�Come on, baby, Get over here between your mother�s legs and stuff that fat cock of yours up her cunt. Get it in me quickly. I need you to fuck me so bad. I�ve fantasized about this so often, now. Ever since I found my panties in your room I�ve been thinking about you being nasty with me.�

Steph could feel her pussy tightening around her fingers in anticipation as she watched her son move toward her, realizing it was going to happen. The ultimate act of taboo, foreplay excluded, was going to happen. Her own son was going to fuck her. She was going to feel his young body lying on top of her, between her legs, screwing away at her and she was going to love it. Every single sexy, perverted, nasty second of it. She was going to be exactly like her own created fictional characters, a fantasy made true.

Marty�s prick was hard and swung from left to right between his legs as he crawled between his mother�s legs. Just the feeling of naked flesh against naked flesh was hot enough, and even more so the feeling of his lower body between his mother�s legs, but up to now his cock had never made contact with her pussy.
Before today, her crotch had always been hidden to him, behind skirt material, behind pants, jeans, and only once had he seen it behind nothing but the crotch of a pair of panties, when he accidentally caught her changing in the bathroom.
He had imagined it, yes, but never seen it and no fantasy had ever looked like the real thing, never looked as open and inviting, as wet and enticing.
He had smelled it from her dirty panties, but never pure and fresh from the source itself. He had tasted it faintly from the crotch of those same panties, but nothing was like tasting it freshly from right between her legs.

The teenage boy imagined his mother red-faced furious at him if she had found out about him using her panties to masturbate, but here she was, with her legs and cunt spread wide, especially for him; just for him. She hadn�t been furious; she had been waiting for him to enjoy the real thing. All this time, lately, she had wanted nothing more than his face between her legs, his tongue lapping at her dripping cunt, his boner between her lips, his mouth on her tits. All the things he could come up with, she had been wanting, fantasizing about, at the same time that he was jerking off while smelling her twat on her dirty panties.

�Stick it in, hurry,� Stephanie panted huskily as Marty positioned himself between her legs. �I want you inside of me. Fuck me. Jesus Christ, I want you to fuck me so much.�

With her legs spread and her feet pointed in the air, using the fingers of both hands to keep her cunt spread wide open, she groaned as she felt her son direct his cock toward her hole. Her body squirmed as the boy�s bulbous cock-head grazed her fat, knotted clit and slipped though her gash. And then she felt it pushed against her opening. She felt it push harder, spreading the hole open further until it started sliding inside. When she felt herself close behind the wide rim of her son�s cock-head she couldn�t help but yell out in arousal: �OHHH F-F-FFFUCCCKKK...�
It was as if her body forced the words out of her mouth from deep inside.

Marty panted as he pushed forward, forcing his cock deeper into the hot, wet, sucking furnace that was his mother�s pussy. He watched as the meaty inner labia clasped around his shaft when he dilled deeper. He only had the head of his prick inside and the pussy was already nursing on it, the inner muscles rippling around it.

�Deeper, baby. Deeper,� his mother grunted hoarsely, desperate to feel him sink more into her incestuous twat. Inch after inch disappeared inside his mother�s hot gash until finally the rim of the woman�s vaginal opening was clenching around the root of his prick and his balls were pressed against her round buttocks.

�Ooohh shit, baby. You�re so fucking deep,� the woman growled perversely, realizing every second that it was her own son that had his prick buried up her cunt to the balls, and reveling in it. She felt delicious feeling her teenage son�s girth filling her up, spreading her open around him. She felt delicious feeling his hot balls pressing against her ass, the hairs on his sack tickling her crack. She felt delicious feeling his young body on top of her crotch, between her legs, and loved squeezing her thighs shut against his hips, trapping him between them.

�You�re all the way inside, son. You�re balls deep in my fucking twat, oh Christ. I love it. Let me just feel you like this baby,� Steph whined as she looked up into her son�s eyes. �Just stay this way for a moment. Just let me enjoy the feeling of your fat dick spreading my fuck hole apart.�

�It�s hot, mom,� Marty grunted, staying still on top of his lust-crazed mother. �Your cunt feels so fucking hot, and tight.�

�Enjoy it, baby. Just feel it and enjoy your mother�s tight, hot cunt around your cock.�

Marty held himself lifted over his mother�s frame by leaning forward on his hand, planted on either side of her, enabling the incestuous pair to look down between their bodies, and at the junction where their genitals met.

�Look, baby,� Stephanie said as she looked down over her quivering tits. �Look down. Our bushes are mixed together, do you see? The hair on your cock is mixed with my cunt hair. Don�t you think that�s hot? And I�m wet there too. I�m getting the hair on top of your cock wet with my juices. I�m getting my pussy juices all over you, everywhere. All over your cock and balls and now your pubic hair. I�m getting my dirty fuck juice all over you; and your face is still wet and sticky too.�

Steph closed her eyes and whispered dreamily: �One of these days I�d like to get my cunt juice all over you, from head to toe. That�s so fucking dirty, don�t you think, baby? Getting your mother�s hot fuck oils everywhere? I wanna bathe you in my fucking juices.�

The hot mother realized it may sound silly, but impossible or not it was what she wished she could really do: bathe her teenage son in her hot, slippery fuck sauce. The thought drove her mad with lust.

�Oh shit,� Marty grunted, �I gotta fuck, mom. The way you�re talking, I have to fuck.�

�Go ahead, Marty. Fuck me. Fuck the shit out of me. Don�t hold back, there�s plenty of times to take your time. Now I just want you to pound me hard. Go on and fuck your mother. Fuck your mother�s cunt hard.�

Sweating and groaning, the incestuous pair slowly started rutting. Marty moved his hips and slowly increased the pace as his prick slid in and out of his mother�s clenching twat. He could feel the inner walls of her pussy sucking at his member, the muscles tightening and relaxing around it. He could feel his mother�s juices cling to the hair on his balls and drip off, tickling him. He could feel her powerful legs wrap tightly around his upper thighs, keeping him trapped and making sure he wasn�t going anywhere. He lay completely on top of her and his bare chest pressed down into her soft pillowy tits, where he could feel her hard, rubbery nipples dig into his flesh. On occasion he could feel them graze across his own nipples and both the feeling and the thought aroused him even more. Mother and son, nipples rubbing against nipples.

Stephanie loved how her son fucked her. The tempo wasn�t too high yet and rather than pounding her he seemed to ride over her. His movements as well as the excitement of the forbidden act seemed to force the air from her lungs as his groin went up and down over hers. She could feel his fat cock sliding in and out, grazing the inside of her inner labia. She felt the ridge of his cock head move up and down inside of her and the girth of his dick stretching her wide, filling her. The clammy, sweaty skin of his ball sac pressed against her anus whenever his cock would drill deep. She loved entangling him with her legs, wrapping them around his and keeping him locked to her. Her hands went up and down his back, rubbing it, occasionally grabbing her son�s ass and squeezing his taut, clenching butt cheeks.

She was being fucked, she thought, and fucked HARD, by her own son, her own flesh and blood. He was between her legs, fucking away, filling her snatch with his fat fucking cock. His chest was pushing down onto hers and she loved the fact of him feeling her tits pressing softly into his chest. She grabbed his face, looked deeply into his eyes, and their open, panting mouths locked.

It was no affectionate, innocent peck between mother and son. It was a deep, open mouthed, hungry, long kiss between incestuous lovers. Stephanie stuck her tongue out far and slid it into her son�s hot mouth. She licked what she could lick and allowed her son to suck hungrily on her tongue. Mother and son slid their tongues around each other as if they were a pair of wet snakes. They panted and groaned into each other�s mouths as the heat of their breath coursed over the other�s face. And meanwhile they fucked, their crotches increasingly getting soaked with sweat and pussy juice.

Stephanie�s cunt was frothing with juice as her son�s prick was slickly sliding in and out. The 34-year-old mother was as wet as a bucket of warm water, and Marty was thrusting harder and harder now, pounding her. As the penetrating scent of sweaty sex permeated the room, the loud but dull smacking of Marty�s balls into his mother�s ass served to underline the speed and roughness with which they were now fucking.

Sucking the cum out of the boy�s balls had been a good idea, as he was able to hold out longer than he would have if they had gone right down to it. As a matter of fact, it seemed the teenage, reserved boy had given way to an unrepentant young fuck machine, as any shyness was gone and the 15-year-old boy almost seemed to know exactly what to do.

�Oh shit,� Stephanie groaned, the pounding of her son making her voice skip beats. �You fuck me so good, baby. I love it. Isn�t this better, son? Isn�t this better than taking my dirty panties from the hamper and using them while you wank your beautiful cock? Isn�t it a lot better to just suck me or fuck me for real? You won�t ever have to use your mother�s panties again, baby. You can, if you want to. But you don�t have to. Just use your mother�s mouth or her cunt instead. We�ll sleep together from now on, Marty. We�ll sleep in the same bed and we�ll fuck. We�ll fuck anywhere and anytime in the house. We�ll fuck in the bedroom, in the living room, in the bathroom, even in the kitchen before supper. We�ll fuck on the stairs. Oh fuck, I�m so horny I wish I could take you to a park and just have you fuck me on a bench or on the grass while people are watching. I�d love to fuck you with people watching. I�d love to let anyone see how much I love getting fucked by my son. I�d love for everybody to see your delicious, fat fucking cock pounding my hot, wet fucking cunt.

�Fuck me deeper, baby. Take my legs and put them over your fucking arms so you can get even deeper up my fucking snatch.�

The sex-crazed incestuous mother lifted her legs up along her son�s hips, allowing the boy to hook his arms underneath them, and getting even more access to the depths of the grunting woman�s twat. The expression on Stephanie�s face seemed to hint at severe discomfort or pain, but was in reality a boundless sexual bliss. She felt so delicious; she felt such depraved, sexual pleasure that it made her face contort that way.

She wrapped her arms around her son�s shoulders, pulling him down for a hungry, sloppy kiss as his young but strong arms kept her legs pushed back. His cock drilled in and out of her sucking, juicy cunt and his pendulous balls smacked loudly against her ass as he fucked the woman that gave birth to him over 15 years before.

The boy and the woman grunted and panted, their open mouths and tongues dueling, their bodies sweating more and more and the funky smell of sex filling the room.

Stephanie had never felt this hot before; she felt she was burning up from sexual heat. Her body was deliciously pinned down, nowhere to go, her sweaty tits sliding against her son�s equally sweaty chest, her toes curling inward and her cunt being vacated and then stretched open constantly. She wondered how it could possibly get any better than this as her son�s tongue filled her mouth and his balls slapped at her ass again and again.

With a smack, her lips released Marty�s tongue as she groaned: �Stop��

Marty had a few more pumps before it registered that his mother really asked him to stop.

�Stop, baby. Stop.�

The boy lay still on top of his mother, looking her in the eye when she spoke again.

�Please get off me, Marty.�

�What�? Why�?�

�Please, just get off of me for a moment.�

Reluctantly, not knowing whether he might have hurt her or something, Marty got off his mother, retracting his juice-glistening cock from his mother�s hot, gaping pussy, and sitting back.

Slowly, Stephanie, looking her son in the eye as she panted, moved up, and turned around.

The 34-year-old woman moved on all fours, spreading her knees wide apart. Her cunt was literally dripping, the juice landing on the sheet. Stephanie looked back at her son, and started smiling lewdly. Leaning down on her neck and shoulders, she reached back with both arms, grabbed an ass cheek in each hand and spread them wide. The crack of her ass stretched out wide and she exposed the dark, pulsating pucker of her ass to her son.

�I want you in my ass, baby�� Stephanie groaned as her anus flexed.

�Please� Please fuck your mother in the ass.�

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Read further in Chapter 9...

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