26-04-2021, 12:26 PM
Together for ever
As we kissed, my mother pushed my boxers all the way downover my butt, and then her hands came around the front and I could feel hergentle motherly touch as she freed my rigid cock from them. The boxers slippedto the floor, and as we grunted and moaned into each other's mouths, mymother's right hand encircled my cock. Her left hand came up and she placed iton my right cheek, and she caressed me with her soft mother's touch even as herother hand began to pump slowly at my engorged rod.
"Oh, Amma," I grunted. "I've never feltanything like this before. I can't even... I don't know... Oh, that feelsgood!" My mother's right hand was pulling at my cock, sliding up and downthe shaft with a teasing touch that shivered through me, leaving me wantingnothing more than to crush her to me and drill into her with my tool.
My mother dropped her hand to my right shoulder then, andshe pushed me away from her, ending our sloppy kiss. As I stared at her, shecontinued to slowly pump my cock in and out of her right hand, the sensationunlike any I had felt before, my mother's touch inflaming me beyond all reasonand thought. I reached up with my right hand, using my left on the edge of thecouch to keep me upright, and I began to play with her nipple, pulling gentlyat it, mirroring what she was doing to me. My mother's tongue lolled out of hermouth as I did.
"I've thought about it a lot," my mother said asshe pulled repeatedly on my penis. "I know what I want. Do you know whatyou want?"
"Yes," I said quickly.
"Are you sure?" she asked teasingly.
"Oh yes, Amma," I replied.
“The come with me” she let go of my cock and got up, andgathering her saree and putting it carelessly over her should she took my handsand led me to her bedroom, naked. She pushed me to the bed.
“Sit” she said, her voice shaking but with increased levelof control.
My Amma the pulled of the saree from her waist and removedit. Then her hands pulled at the string of her petti coat and stepped out cladin just a plain while cotton panty.
My eyes took in fair flesh, her calves, then her thighs, andthen the wide hips cradling her treasure, with a hint of the mat of dark hairwhich lay at the juncture of her legs. As I watched disbelievingly, my mother turnedaround and pulled off her panties. She back was towards me, her huge buttockstaunting me, Oh God! she was so sexy.
She slowly turned around and I looked up to her smolderingeyes. I knew it was wrong somewhere inside me, but the sight of my mother's lovelyboobs capped by her thick nipples, her sexy stomach underneath it, and her lushthighs and legs spreading wider in front of me, opening her pussy to me, was soexciting that I couldn't even think straight. All I knew was that I desired thewoman in front of me with a hunger that felt like it could never be satisfied.My cock was as stiff as a rock, and with every fiber of my being I wantednothing more than to be inside her, to be inside my mother's sex and to feelher surrounding me with her love and passion.
"Is this what you want?" my mother asked. Her legswere open and I could see the dark hairsurrounding her sex glistening. She was smiling, but she also looked sovulnerable, and I realized how much this was costing her, her openness to thepossibility of my rejection.
"Oh, Amma, yes," I breathed, my cock bobbing infront of me. "I have never wanted anything so much in my life." Itwas true. All the dreams I had chased after - the degrees, the cars, thecareer, the toys - none of them mattered at this moment. The only thing that Iknew was real was my overwhelming desire for this woman - no, for my mother -the passion that I felt at my mother's touch and caress, the lust that filledme for this vital, real woman who loved me as I loved her. I got and reachedout and touched her face softly. "I want you, Amma."
"Then," she replied, "please take me"She opened her arms wide. "Is this what you want?" she asked again."Come to your mother," she urged softly. "Come to your mother,please. But only if you are sure this is what you want." Her face mirroredboth her lust and her uncertainty, and I could hold back no longer.
"Oh, Amma, I want you so much, I can't stand it!"I cried. I shuffled forward, leading the way with my my stiff prick, lookingdown at her sex as I did.
We embraced, flesh to flesh my mind getting overloaded bythe sheer pleasure of holding her naked against me.
Our lips met again in a slow kiss.
"Oh god," my Amma moaned as I moved down to kissher neck. My hands reached forward and they grazed over her squishy titflesh,then went to her sides, my fingers barely touching her back. She pushed me downon the bed and fell on me and we got lost in kissing and loving each other. Mylips found her nipples and her breasts again and again. Her lips while notkissing me was either moaning with pleasure and sweet nothings.
I lost track of time until she took my hands while I waskissing her lips and pushed it down her body and against her sex. She was hotand dripping!. I stopped and looked at her balancing over her and kissing heragain.
"Oh, baby," she whimpered. "I want you, baby.I want you inside me." Her arms went around my neck, and her hands restedon my shoulders. Her legs spreading under me.
I paused there, the enormity of what was going to happentolling through my mind. The tip of my cock was leaking precum, and it restedagainst the mat of pubic hair that surrounded my mother's slit. I could feelher wetness, and I could smell our arousal. I looked at her, my lovely mother, spreadopen in front of me in a lover's position, her entire soft, sexy body exposedto my eyes. Her veiny boobs hung proud slightly sagging to each sides, thenipples were stiff and hard. Her body was soft and welcoming, and the thoughtthat I was about to shove my cock into my own mother was both terribly excitingand yet somewhat embarrassing. I paused there, my hands on her sides, my cockpoised to plunge into her slick hole, and our eyes met. We looked at eachother, and then my Amma opened her mouth. I thought she was going to saysomething like, "Are you really really sure?" but she surprised me.
"Don't wait son, please, love me" she saidhuskily. "Put that nice big cock inside of your mother, baby, and makelove baby". Her hands took my cock and guided me.
I groaned with delight as I followed her command. I pushedforward and my Amma cried out sharply as the mushroomy tip prodded at her slicklips, moving into her slowly but irresistibly. Even though she was wet withexcitement, it was still a tight fit, and both of us hissed at the slightstickingess as her lips turned inward, moving with the head of my cock, untilit went a little deeper and they slipped back, opening her up a little more forme. I could feel her heat and tightness around my shaft, and it was so right.No matter what my subconscious was screaming about this being my own mother andthe shame and guilt of it all, in that moment it was all sublimated into thefeeling of being inside someone who truly fit me.
"Oh god, baby," my Amma husked as I continued topush my cock slowly inside her. Her vaginal walls gripped my shaft like abuttery glove, and I bucked her legs up a little and continued to stuff myprick inside my mother's pussy at a deliciously slow pace. "Oh, dear god"she cried. "How can you feel this amazing? This isn't supposed tohappen!"
"I, I, ……. don't know," I answered, and my as I pusheddown and she spread her thighs more, which drove my throbbing pole even deeperinside my mother's moist vagina. There was only an inch or two left to go, andalready I could barely imagine anything more pleasurable than my mother's sexsurrounding my cock. I pushed again, and her hands tightened on my shoulders."I I love you, I've never feltanything like this. You feel so good, Amma. Your, your sex feels so good on my cock."
"Oh honey," moaned my Amma. "You feel as ifyou were made for me. I want you inside me forever, baby, fucking meforever." She pulled on my shoulders and humped her fat bottom toward me,driving my cock even more deeply inside her steaming hole. "Oh son, thisis incredible!"
I leaned into her, locking eyes with her, and as I tried totell her how much I loved her without words, pulled back all then with one push,I was buried all the way inside my mother's cunt. Her pussy clasped me tightly,hot and moist, and her breasts were squished up against my bare chest. Thesheer eroticism of the moment filled my mind - the son, naked, hungry, with histhrobbing member buried deeply inside his own mother's willing flesh, her bodyspread open for his pleasure, her motherly caring turned into incestuous lust.
"Oh, Amma," I moaned.
"Yes," she replied, and then in that moment, Ipushed my mouth down on top of hers and as my mother opened her mouth to myprobing tongue, her pussy opened itself to my thrusting dick, and I began tosaw it in and out of her dripping cunt. Even as our tongues danced together andwe moaned wordlessly into each other's mouths, our lower bodies began to slamtogether, my mother humping her fat bottom up from the bed to strongly meeteach one of my thrusts, our groins slamming together as her pussy repeatedlyengulfed my prick, her lips sliding up and down against my stiff rod with eachstroke, our pubic hair grinding together each time I sank my length inside mymother's juicy hole.
Her soft tits were bouncing against me as I pummeled my toolinto her heaven, spearing my penis over and over into my mother's receptivebody, and our kiss broke off as we began to really go at it.
"Oh son," she cried loudly. "Oh please. Ohplease. Don't stop baby, don't stop." She was babbling as I slammed mycock into her again and again, reveling in the feeling of burying myself in myown mother's cunt, thrilling at the feel of her body slamming against me,tossing shame and guilt to the wind and feeling nothing but the rightness of mymother's love, the rightness of her ripe body, my fingers splayed wide againsther soft, squishy back, her tummy slamming against mine every time our sexesmet. She was grunting now, instead of talking. "aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh, Ungh,ungh, oh, god, ungh."
I couldn't speak. My entire being was focused on thismoment, and it took all of my concentration not to just let loose and cum. Mymother's body was writhing against me, and she was desperately humping her cuntup at me, grinding her fat pussy against me, crying out, "Yes, baby, Yes,baby, oh, come for me! Come for Amma!" She began to shudder against me,her hands clawing at my shoulders as she pressed herself to me, grinding hersex against mine, her pussy muscles grasping and sucking at my throbbing cock."Come inside me," she cried out, "Come inside Amma!" Thosewords, or maybe just the thought of her own son blowing his load inside her,sent her over the edge and she shrieked and shuddered and clung to me as herorgasm took hold of her. "Oh, baby!" she cried, and seeing my motherin such pleasure sent me over the top myself, and I let myself go, my toescurling and leg shaking as my cock blasted jet after jet of hot cum into mymother's pussy, filling my mother up with my seed. My body was strainingagainst my mother's, our naked flash pressed sweatily together as we both shookwith the force of our pleasure, and as my orgasm began to recede, I collapsedon her, crushing her breasts to my chest, and I planted an open-mouth kiss onher lips. She kissed me back hard, her hands coming up to hold my face, and asthe last few spurts of my cum seeped from my prick into my mother's steaminghole, we kissed over and over again, murmuring words of love to each other.
"You're sleeping with me tonight, Amma," I finallysaid minutes later as we still clung to each other, still thrilling to thedeliciously nasty feel of my cock inside her and our naked bodies pressedtightly together.
"Yes, baby," said Amma. "That soundswonderful, but not just tonight I hope."
Hey eyes shone with erotic delight and promise.
As we kissed, my mother pushed my boxers all the way downover my butt, and then her hands came around the front and I could feel hergentle motherly touch as she freed my rigid cock from them. The boxers slippedto the floor, and as we grunted and moaned into each other's mouths, mymother's right hand encircled my cock. Her left hand came up and she placed iton my right cheek, and she caressed me with her soft mother's touch even as herother hand began to pump slowly at my engorged rod.
"Oh, Amma," I grunted. "I've never feltanything like this before. I can't even... I don't know... Oh, that feelsgood!" My mother's right hand was pulling at my cock, sliding up and downthe shaft with a teasing touch that shivered through me, leaving me wantingnothing more than to crush her to me and drill into her with my tool.
My mother dropped her hand to my right shoulder then, andshe pushed me away from her, ending our sloppy kiss. As I stared at her, shecontinued to slowly pump my cock in and out of her right hand, the sensationunlike any I had felt before, my mother's touch inflaming me beyond all reasonand thought. I reached up with my right hand, using my left on the edge of thecouch to keep me upright, and I began to play with her nipple, pulling gentlyat it, mirroring what she was doing to me. My mother's tongue lolled out of hermouth as I did.
"I've thought about it a lot," my mother said asshe pulled repeatedly on my penis. "I know what I want. Do you know whatyou want?"
"Yes," I said quickly.
"Are you sure?" she asked teasingly.
"Oh yes, Amma," I replied.
“The come with me” she let go of my cock and got up, andgathering her saree and putting it carelessly over her should she took my handsand led me to her bedroom, naked. She pushed me to the bed.
“Sit” she said, her voice shaking but with increased levelof control.
My Amma the pulled of the saree from her waist and removedit. Then her hands pulled at the string of her petti coat and stepped out cladin just a plain while cotton panty.
My eyes took in fair flesh, her calves, then her thighs, andthen the wide hips cradling her treasure, with a hint of the mat of dark hairwhich lay at the juncture of her legs. As I watched disbelievingly, my mother turnedaround and pulled off her panties. She back was towards me, her huge buttockstaunting me, Oh God! she was so sexy.
She slowly turned around and I looked up to her smolderingeyes. I knew it was wrong somewhere inside me, but the sight of my mother's lovelyboobs capped by her thick nipples, her sexy stomach underneath it, and her lushthighs and legs spreading wider in front of me, opening her pussy to me, was soexciting that I couldn't even think straight. All I knew was that I desired thewoman in front of me with a hunger that felt like it could never be satisfied.My cock was as stiff as a rock, and with every fiber of my being I wantednothing more than to be inside her, to be inside my mother's sex and to feelher surrounding me with her love and passion.
"Is this what you want?" my mother asked. Her legswere open and I could see the dark hairsurrounding her sex glistening. She was smiling, but she also looked sovulnerable, and I realized how much this was costing her, her openness to thepossibility of my rejection.
"Oh, Amma, yes," I breathed, my cock bobbing infront of me. "I have never wanted anything so much in my life." Itwas true. All the dreams I had chased after - the degrees, the cars, thecareer, the toys - none of them mattered at this moment. The only thing that Iknew was real was my overwhelming desire for this woman - no, for my mother -the passion that I felt at my mother's touch and caress, the lust that filledme for this vital, real woman who loved me as I loved her. I got and reachedout and touched her face softly. "I want you, Amma."
"Then," she replied, "please take me"She opened her arms wide. "Is this what you want?" she asked again."Come to your mother," she urged softly. "Come to your mother,please. But only if you are sure this is what you want." Her face mirroredboth her lust and her uncertainty, and I could hold back no longer.
"Oh, Amma, I want you so much, I can't stand it!"I cried. I shuffled forward, leading the way with my my stiff prick, lookingdown at her sex as I did.
We embraced, flesh to flesh my mind getting overloaded bythe sheer pleasure of holding her naked against me.
Our lips met again in a slow kiss.
"Oh god," my Amma moaned as I moved down to kissher neck. My hands reached forward and they grazed over her squishy titflesh,then went to her sides, my fingers barely touching her back. She pushed me downon the bed and fell on me and we got lost in kissing and loving each other. Mylips found her nipples and her breasts again and again. Her lips while notkissing me was either moaning with pleasure and sweet nothings.
I lost track of time until she took my hands while I waskissing her lips and pushed it down her body and against her sex. She was hotand dripping!. I stopped and looked at her balancing over her and kissing heragain.
"Oh, baby," she whimpered. "I want you, baby.I want you inside me." Her arms went around my neck, and her hands restedon my shoulders. Her legs spreading under me.
I paused there, the enormity of what was going to happentolling through my mind. The tip of my cock was leaking precum, and it restedagainst the mat of pubic hair that surrounded my mother's slit. I could feelher wetness, and I could smell our arousal. I looked at her, my lovely mother, spreadopen in front of me in a lover's position, her entire soft, sexy body exposedto my eyes. Her veiny boobs hung proud slightly sagging to each sides, thenipples were stiff and hard. Her body was soft and welcoming, and the thoughtthat I was about to shove my cock into my own mother was both terribly excitingand yet somewhat embarrassing. I paused there, my hands on her sides, my cockpoised to plunge into her slick hole, and our eyes met. We looked at eachother, and then my Amma opened her mouth. I thought she was going to saysomething like, "Are you really really sure?" but she surprised me.
"Don't wait son, please, love me" she saidhuskily. "Put that nice big cock inside of your mother, baby, and makelove baby". Her hands took my cock and guided me.
I groaned with delight as I followed her command. I pushedforward and my Amma cried out sharply as the mushroomy tip prodded at her slicklips, moving into her slowly but irresistibly. Even though she was wet withexcitement, it was still a tight fit, and both of us hissed at the slightstickingess as her lips turned inward, moving with the head of my cock, untilit went a little deeper and they slipped back, opening her up a little more forme. I could feel her heat and tightness around my shaft, and it was so right.No matter what my subconscious was screaming about this being my own mother andthe shame and guilt of it all, in that moment it was all sublimated into thefeeling of being inside someone who truly fit me.
"Oh god, baby," my Amma husked as I continued topush my cock slowly inside her. Her vaginal walls gripped my shaft like abuttery glove, and I bucked her legs up a little and continued to stuff myprick inside my mother's pussy at a deliciously slow pace. "Oh, dear god"she cried. "How can you feel this amazing? This isn't supposed tohappen!"
"I, I, ……. don't know," I answered, and my as I pusheddown and she spread her thighs more, which drove my throbbing pole even deeperinside my mother's moist vagina. There was only an inch or two left to go, andalready I could barely imagine anything more pleasurable than my mother's sexsurrounding my cock. I pushed again, and her hands tightened on my shoulders."I I love you, I've never feltanything like this. You feel so good, Amma. Your, your sex feels so good on my cock."
"Oh honey," moaned my Amma. "You feel as ifyou were made for me. I want you inside me forever, baby, fucking meforever." She pulled on my shoulders and humped her fat bottom toward me,driving my cock even more deeply inside her steaming hole. "Oh son, thisis incredible!"
I leaned into her, locking eyes with her, and as I tried totell her how much I loved her without words, pulled back all then with one push,I was buried all the way inside my mother's cunt. Her pussy clasped me tightly,hot and moist, and her breasts were squished up against my bare chest. Thesheer eroticism of the moment filled my mind - the son, naked, hungry, with histhrobbing member buried deeply inside his own mother's willing flesh, her bodyspread open for his pleasure, her motherly caring turned into incestuous lust.
"Oh, Amma," I moaned.
"Yes," she replied, and then in that moment, Ipushed my mouth down on top of hers and as my mother opened her mouth to myprobing tongue, her pussy opened itself to my thrusting dick, and I began tosaw it in and out of her dripping cunt. Even as our tongues danced together andwe moaned wordlessly into each other's mouths, our lower bodies began to slamtogether, my mother humping her fat bottom up from the bed to strongly meeteach one of my thrusts, our groins slamming together as her pussy repeatedlyengulfed my prick, her lips sliding up and down against my stiff rod with eachstroke, our pubic hair grinding together each time I sank my length inside mymother's juicy hole.
Her soft tits were bouncing against me as I pummeled my toolinto her heaven, spearing my penis over and over into my mother's receptivebody, and our kiss broke off as we began to really go at it.
"Oh son," she cried loudly. "Oh please. Ohplease. Don't stop baby, don't stop." She was babbling as I slammed mycock into her again and again, reveling in the feeling of burying myself in myown mother's cunt, thrilling at the feel of her body slamming against me,tossing shame and guilt to the wind and feeling nothing but the rightness of mymother's love, the rightness of her ripe body, my fingers splayed wide againsther soft, squishy back, her tummy slamming against mine every time our sexesmet. She was grunting now, instead of talking. "aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh, Ungh,ungh, oh, god, ungh."
I couldn't speak. My entire being was focused on thismoment, and it took all of my concentration not to just let loose and cum. Mymother's body was writhing against me, and she was desperately humping her cuntup at me, grinding her fat pussy against me, crying out, "Yes, baby, Yes,baby, oh, come for me! Come for Amma!" She began to shudder against me,her hands clawing at my shoulders as she pressed herself to me, grinding hersex against mine, her pussy muscles grasping and sucking at my throbbing cock."Come inside me," she cried out, "Come inside Amma!" Thosewords, or maybe just the thought of her own son blowing his load inside her,sent her over the edge and she shrieked and shuddered and clung to me as herorgasm took hold of her. "Oh, baby!" she cried, and seeing my motherin such pleasure sent me over the top myself, and I let myself go, my toescurling and leg shaking as my cock blasted jet after jet of hot cum into mymother's pussy, filling my mother up with my seed. My body was strainingagainst my mother's, our naked flash pressed sweatily together as we both shookwith the force of our pleasure, and as my orgasm began to recede, I collapsedon her, crushing her breasts to my chest, and I planted an open-mouth kiss onher lips. She kissed me back hard, her hands coming up to hold my face, and asthe last few spurts of my cum seeped from my prick into my mother's steaminghole, we kissed over and over again, murmuring words of love to each other.
"You're sleeping with me tonight, Amma," I finallysaid minutes later as we still clung to each other, still thrilling to thedeliciously nasty feel of my cock inside her and our naked bodies pressedtightly together.
"Yes, baby," said Amma. "That soundswonderful, but not just tonight I hope."
Hey eyes shone with erotic delight and promise.
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