Mom promised her that she would make sure Steve was taken care of. · What she didn't know is that Steve was hornier than a billy goat because Sue couldn't have sex for the last month leading up to the procedure. · "Thanks Mom, this is the first time for Jenny and I have had sex but I hope it won't be the last. · "Jenny, call me Vicky, after watching me suck my son's cock you should at least call me by my first name. · Mom smiled again and went back to sucking me. She took as much of my cock into her throat as she could then let it out until she just got to the head then forced all of it back down again. · I might cum just from watching you suck your son. Damn that looks ·

It had only been a few days since she had experienced her son and his friend Larry. · Her son looks up and starts to release it until he realizes it is his mom. He grabs it tight and points the head at her. I was thinking of when I pushed it into your pussy mom and how wet and hot it felt. How badly I want to push it back in again. Mom please, I need to feel you around me again. · Then her head was yanked back and a cock was forced into her mouth. She looked up and saw her husband fucking her face with reckless abandon and she lets him. · She wanted more sex with them now, but knew that this weekend she just couldnt. She rested for the rest of the weekend and on Monday ·

Not to just have hot monkey sex with his own mom, but to actually stick his cock in that most intimate of holes. His mother wanted him there, to have him fuck her there. · "Your own son, mom. Are you saying you want your own son, your own flesh and blood, to fuck your asshole? · Mark's face forced itself tightly between Jennifer's warm globes again and again, his nose pressed flatly against the humid crack of her ass, and his tongue would disappear deeper and deeper into his mother's backdoor, which itself was helping by sucking his tongue deeper as it entered. "Fuck my fucking asshole with your tongue, Mark," Jennifer screamed. "Butt fuck me with your nasty tongue. ·

My sexual experiences with Mrs. Green gave me an abundance of confidence when dealing with members of the fairer sex. · She in turn couldn't stay away from me and as I said in a previous story, even though her son, Bobby, hated my guts now she still arranged to rendezvous secretly in motel rooms, in her car and even once in the bathroom of a local restaurant. · My grandmother wouldn't let them quit school so she took us all in. Gramma looked after me so that my mom could finish college. · I grabbed the back of her head and without concern for her I forced my cock all the way in. She gagged but never let it go. My cock was like a hot iron. ·

She was hoping to sneak into the storey back-split without her son, Bobby, spotting her. · On top of that she had allowed herself, while still playing the role, to do it with that young college student, Brad, which in turn had caused her to be blackmailed into having sex with the despicable Bill Drake. Even the taxi ride back to her car had resulted in her being forced to give a blow job to the cab's year old driver. · Not so much that she had been forced into making love to strangers but that she had somehow actually enjoyed the sex acts. · "I'm sorry mom, " was all he could get out of his suddenly very dry throat. ·

That was a lie, I had taken my sister, forced her to accept my cock the first three times I had fucked her. When I came the fourth time she willing spread her legs. · What ever the reason after about a dozen strokes, mom turned into a sex-crazed whore, talking dirty, begging for it hard, telling me to pound her pussy, humping her hips up to met my downward thrusts. As much as I like fucking my sister this was truly the best fuck of my · So I asked her to blow me. As first she refused, claiming that was it enought to make her love being fucked by her own son that she ask me to do it again. Did I have to humilate her by making her act like a common street whore. ·

Archive name: mosmom.txt (m-teen/F, nc, alcohol) Authors name: BigStudlyDude (bigstudlydude2000@yahoo.com) Story title : Mo's Mom -- This work is copyrighted to the author ©2003. · As the cabbie left he said, "It must be nice to have a good son like you." He thought I was Angel's son Mo. I stumbled up stairs to tuck her in. · I forced my hard cock between her massive cleavage. With both hands I held her tits together as I rubbed my cock up and down her breastbone. · END * * It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than a trusted ·

"Mom, it's me Peter. · "Mom, I don't want to live with Dad and his new girlfriend anymore. Can I live with you? I can't stand the way that Ginger comes bewtween Dad and me." My mind went into overdrive. · I was really hurt and angry by the way my Son had sided with my husband and his new girlfriend right after the divorce. Ginger was her name! Now that is a bimbo name if I ever heard one! But I looked at my 22 year old son and my heart melted. · Then, my Son forced the bandana deep into my mouth. · The feel of his wonderful cock sliding into my sex starved pussy brought me back to full awareness. I screamed as I orgasmed for what seemed like the 100th time in the last hour ·

Carol Olson was by all accounts the perfect mom. She made a decent living as a dental hygienist, maintained a clean and comfortable home for her son, and prided herself on always doing the right thing. · "Oh my god," Carol said as the news sunk in. "David, please tell me that you have not been having sex." David looked down, confirming her worst fear. "Well at least tell me that you've used protection. · He was so turned on and her hand kept jerking him that his cum kept coming, washing over her face, then pouring out over her pumping hand until finally he squeezed his scrotum muscles and forced the last load from his pulsing balls. ·

Even as a pubescent teen, the aroma of my own mothers knickers and the smell of her sex made me crave the real thing. · She knew that when Id been a teenager, sometimes Id wear her panties in bed wanking into them and it was the memory of those moments that eventually resulted in her dressing me, her grown son, in lingerie. · She knew the power of her sex, she craved the power of her sex and would continue to exploit it with me, her devoted son. · He let his cock fall and mom forced his swollen cock into my mouth. · Still prone lying on the couch, I felt uncle apply a lubricant to my anus and a butt plug was forced into me. Now kneel and kiss mommys pussy, mom ·