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Category: fucking mom. Slut Mommie. March 13, I sat in silence with my family eating breakfast. Everybody had different thoughts on their mind. I was sitting on my gran's red sofa trying to watch a movie while feeling miserable as shit. Actually, the miserable feeling was into its fourth day, driving me crazy. Popular The Story Of A Mother And Her Son HD XXX Video amateur,dildo,granny,mature,milf,mom,oldy,sex,. Amateur old mother getting ready.

I never thought I would treat my mother Heena as a woman until the day she made me realise I am the man of the house. Few months ago my dad died leaving. Me and mom alone in bed. This is a short story, I was 13 years old just hitting puberty, I was small build black hair blue eyes. My mother was. My husband left me a few months ago for a younger slut at his office. I got the house and alimony plus support for my 16 year old son.

I never thought I would treat my mother Heena as a woman until the day she made me realise I am the man of the house. Few months ago my dad died leaving. Category: fucking mom. Slut Mommie. March 13, I sat in silence with my family eating breakfast. Everybody had different thoughts on their mind. My husband left me a few months ago for a younger slut at his office. I got the house and alimony plus support for my 16 year old son.

Actually, the miserable feeling was into its fourth day, driving me crazy. Warning, this sex story was written as an adult story. Anyone tempted to mothers out story of the scenarios in this story should seriously mothers seeking professional help.

Her four sons come home and find her skirt up to her hips, and extremely drunk. They help her to bed, making sure to undress her nice clothes and lingerie before doing so. There were five of us sex the club. A group of mature housewives and mothers; story in a uneventful marriage as well as no social life.

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I asked if he would like a soda. He nodded quickly taking in my legs. I got up and went to the kitchen. I was breathing heavy and my cunt was puffy and juicy. Was I really going to seduce my son? I returned, leaving the dress open with just two buttons holding it. I was sure he could see my cunt when I took steps as his eyes were glued to my crotch. I set the soda down and sat again, this time letting my legs part as I turned toward my son.

I was trembling with both lust and apprehension. Finally I threw all my reservations aside and I looked him straight in the eyes as I undid the last buttons , spread my legs and let the dress fall from my shoulders. I swung one leg over the back of the sofa, looking down and seeing that my cunt spread open with strings of juice stretching across.

Without letting go I pulled his hand to my cunt. I am so horny! I need your cock! Matt scooted in real close and started rubbing his hand up and down my open slit. I showed him where to rub and where my clit is. I was so horny I felt like I was losing my mind. Matt pulled his shorts off and his cock sprang free. I gasped as I saw how big it was!

It had to be 7 inches at least! I grabbed his cock and pulled him on top of me. I helped him find the hole and he shoved it in in one hard thrust. The feeling was overwhelming as his thick wonderful cock spread the walls of my cunt and reached the deepest parts of me!

I had never felt so full and screamed out in ecstasy as I felt his balls slap my ass. We were both lost in lust as we humped each other as hard as we could, holding nothing back! I had fantasized about this so often the last few weeks that I was Cumming almost immediately. As my orgasm fueled euphoria faded, the enormity of what I had done hit me.

I hugged Matt tightly to my breasts and with his still hard cock stretching my cunt I was faced with the reality that I had seduced and fucked my son! I just knew that when I opened my eyes and looked at him, Matt would be devastated by what we had done.

I was ready to tell him we could never do this again and that we would never speak of it. I opened my eyes and gently pushed his upper body enough to look into his eyes. Instead of remorse or disgust he had the biggest smile and brightest eyes I have ever seen. He was absolutely elated with what we had done.

We continued the kiss for what seems like minutes. I felt his cock twitch deep in my cunt. Oh my god! It felt even bigger for some reason. I started moving my hips and the sensation of his cock massaging the walls of my cunt were overwhelming and I moaned into his mouth, encouraging him to match my thrusts.

He pulled away from our kiss and moaned,. I was deep in the throes of lust again, all thoughts of regret gone forever. Matt hammered my cunt with long hard strokes, pulling out to the head and shoving in till he hit my cervix.

I started cumming again and was in a virtually continuous orgasm as he pounded my cunt. I was beyond coherent words and just babbled nonsense as he fucked his mom senseless. Oh shit! He called me mommie! That brought me to a whole other level of ecstasy! His words took me over again. I felt dizzy and blacked out for a few seconds. Again I grabbed him and pulled him tight against my breasts. I continued to hold him as we both recovered. Finally I gently pushed him up and looked at him,.

His cock was still inside me. I gently pushed him off and the cum poured out of my well fucked pussy. I was a wet soggy mess as I looked down. My cunt hair was all matted and cum was running out of my cunt! We had our shower and Matt kept to my instruction and limited contact to washing my back.

I admired his self control. We laughed and had sandwiches for lunch. I looked down and saw what he had, a rock hard cock! Is this what you had in mind? When he hit bottom he held his cock in, being more patient, allowing us to enjoy the feeling. I looked back at him and his expression showed the extreme pleasure I was giving him.

Call me mommie again please? I love it when you call me mommie with your cock n my cunt! He started a slow, deep fuck, causing me to moan deep in my throat. His big cock was touching all the right places and I was in heaven as we fucked on the kitchen table! We fucked for several minutes but it was just too erotic to last very long. We both started groaning at the same time,. Matt threw his head back and growled as he shot spurt after spurt of potent boy cum in my pussy, jamming all of his cock as deep as he could get.

The spot where I came to this world and where I can fulfil my lust to make myself a man to my mother. I used my legs to part her legs by pushing them outward and set myself comfortibly between her legs.

Mother though did not put any pressure. She just laid there with her head turned to one side and her eyes closed. I ran my free hand over her mound and inserting my index finger into her vagina.

Her vagina is still dry as I started finger-fucking her. It didnot take long before I could feel her juices oozing out as I increased my rhythm. I kept finger fucking her for a while before I decided she is ready for the ultimate reunion. Still holding her hands above her head, I leaned on her body so I was covering her body with mine. With my free hand I felt between us, took my cock, and began to guide it towards her cunt.

As I reached her entrance I paused and touched her entrance my tip of the cock. I felt shivers along my spine as I unioned with my part of my mother's flesh with her flesh again.

That was the time I contemplated the sin I am committing. I will be committing incest with my mother and a new type of bond between us. I am entering her cunt where there is no return. I could not wait anylonger as I pushed forward. My dick entered her cunt. I pushed even harder. I heard my mother gasp, and cry a little, as I pushed inside her completely. I then held there, for a while enjoying my sexual union with my mother. I let go her hands to balance myself for a long fuck. Mom didnot even move the hands as she might have thought its all over for her.

She is being ravaged nevertheless. I withdrew my dick a bit and pushed forward again. Mother stayed still. I drew back again this time to be out of her and thurst back again.

Mother gasped. Then I settled to a steadier rhythm. I had achieved what I wanted. Fucking my own mother. My cock was inside her vagina and I am fucking her. I am fucking the same cunt my father has used to quench his lust and flooded it with his sperm to create me. I finally managed to spread the same legs my father has spread on the same bed.

Finally I managed to make the same woman my dad made as woman of the house. I am squeezing the same breasts my dad squeezed and my mother used to feed me as a baby. I am enjoying the same body I shared when I took shape in her. I am reaching the same inside of my mother where I was spawned. I am kissing the mouth that had given me guidance, sweared on me and encouraged me.

It felt great, that I am using the same woman that loved me motherly to love me sexually. I am showing my gratitude towards her upbringing by ravishing her cunt with my dick. After few more strokes, I felt my balls exploding gobs of semen I have been storing for her. I humped on to her vigourously before I came. I could not help stop but gasp as I shot my wad into her. I could feel my semen flooding mother's vagina as I reached my climax. Our sexual act is complete as I laid on my wonderful mother fulfilled and gasping for my breath.

I could hear my mother too is breathing hard. Our naked bodies still connected together with my chest firmly pressing her naked breasts. My cock by now started getting limp but still inside her transfering the last remains of my semen. Mother still said nothing and laid the position. I didn't have enough guts to look at her face. We both made no moves to untangle as my exhaustion slipped me into deep sleep.

The next morning when I got up, mother is not seen anywhere. I was still lying naked on my bed. My sarong is still on the floor but no signs of my mother's clothes. For a moment I thought it might have been a dream and started looking for some evidence on the bed. I found some long strands of my mother's hair on the pillow beside mine. I got little assured and looked for some sex-liquid stains on the blanket. I did see three dried stains where the cloth was stiff.

I had a chill running through my spine as I realised its not a dream. I felt a lot a guilt. I could not find enough guts to walk outside my room.

I stayed there as long as I could. Good it was a Sunday. After few hours my mother knocked on the door to get me up as it is approaching noon. It was after her call, I had a bit of my confidence back in me. I quickly went into the bathroom for my morning chores. I tried to avoid my mother for another half an hour or so until she called me to eat my lunch. That day has been a horrible day for both of us. We never talked. Infact the silence continued for a few more days. Good thing I have a job to go to otherwise I would have become mad with her silence.

During these hostile days my mother visited our neighbours and nearby relatives quite a lot. Possibly just to be away from me I guess. After threes days of constant silence I decided I have to put an end to this. After our dinner on thursday, I told her I am Sorry and never meant to hurt her! She just said its OK but after few seconds, she just burst into tears.

I felt very bad. It took two more days to get back to normal. The normalcy of our mother-son physical contact never returned though! She always tried to stay farther from me and locked her room when she changed or went to sleep. We continued with our lives that way.

Another Two weeks after things got normal, my mother went to a movie with her friends. I knew she was going to a movie because she asked me some money for the movie as I was going on a two day trip to a nearby village on work.

When I got back the following day from my trip, things were different at home. My mother got dressed beautifully in a very nice saree and she had flowers in her hair. Normally widows never wear flowers in their hair. She is also seemed to be in a good mood. I was happy but also shocked to see her that way. There was a lot of contrast between the mother I left for my trip and the mother I am looking at right now.

She also received me well, and asked a lot about my trip. Slowly I also lost my hostility and interacted with her freely. I was glad mom is back to normal.

After the dinner she insisted me to take shower and go to my room. I reluctantly had my shower and went back to my room. Then my mother ordered me not to come out of the room and lay on the bed. I tried to refuse saying I am not sleepy yet but she screamed at me to do as she says. I didnot wanted to upset my mother again. So I went to bed half-hearted. Few minutes later I heard my room door open only to see my mother well dressed in a yellow saree with a glass of milk in my hand.

I was shocked to see her that way. She is all dressed up and reminded me of a bride. Normally the newly-wed brides enter the room that way with a glass of milk. For a moment I thought it can't be!!! I could not believe my eyes! I also thought it might be a prank trying to get back at me for raping her. As she entered she locked the bedroom door, came to me and handed to glass of milk. I took it politely and drank the milk. She then told me "Your mother is now ready to become your woman if you wish to do so!

I also need to confess how much those words have caused a twitch in my cock. I could not believe my own mother is inviting me to fuck her! It took me few minutes to get my thoughts back on track as I could see my mother still waiting before me for an answer.

I didn't know what to do at that moment. My mother is looking like an elderly woman just married. She is proposing me to take her as my woman and my dick is throbbing for her pussy.

I could not do anything but to say "YES! We had a passionate kiss as we moved on to our bed. This time we both were suttle and exploring in our lovemaking session as I opened my mother's blouse to enjoy her juicy breast amidst my mother's moans which I never expected I will hear from my mother. She didn't wear any underwear so I just lifted her saree to her waist to get access to her now wet cunt rather than removing her saree.

This time the sex was devine. As if I am making love to my woman. Until I looked at her face I never realised I am fucking my own mother.

I felt as if I am fucking Rati, the love godess, herself. Thats why I think they have invented the saying 'Cover the face and fuck the base! The moans, the humps, and the juices. I am seeing and feeling the other side of my mother whom I never saw before. Before I realised I am fucking my mother as my woman, I already started squirting my semen into her wet cunt for the second time. After our juicy fuck session we just laid on the bed caressing each other. Our physical bond between our legs is now free but neither of us bothered to set our clothes back to normal.

My mother is still open breasted with her blouse hanging from her shoulders and her saree still lifted up to her thighs. We both were lying on our sides facing each other. It was then, we talked. Mother said "Are you happy now? I love you mom! From today I am your woman too! You should call me Heena when we are alone. You can have my body too when ever you want!

Sorry if I have hurt you before! I think you a very sexy woman and wanted to be close to you that way too! I was in shock to know my son lusted for me and you let me know that in a violent way" She continued "It was only yesterday I figured I will take our relationship to new heights!

I felt very lonely! I realised I will be like that forever if I donot do something! Eventhough it was wierd for me to know that you are lusting for me I finally could accept it as an another form of love towards me! I even felt proud that I am turning you on! Thats why I decided I will let you have my body!

You already raped me and entered me where you are forbidden to enter! I have lost my sheel chastity by you and I have nothing more to loose! If I accept the situation I will be gaining than loosing! Thats why I proposed! I did not mean to hurt you!

Thats why I arranged this first night" and kissed me on the lips as I reciprocated. After the kiss she said "Do you know I am wearing the same saree in which I married your father? We also had our first night in the same saree too! This is the same saree in which your daddy took my cherry! Now I am wearing it to celebrate my first night with my son" Mother replied. I couldn't believe it!