Adultery Mom's fun

[nandoghosh]

Breanna could not remember the last time a mouth had felt that good on her vagina. "Ohhh, Spence... You're amazing," she shakily groaned. "I love you so fucking much. I want you to have it all. Don't stop!" 

Spencer had no intention. His mom's nectar was intoxicating, and he wanted to drink it all. It was actually Breanna that halted the progress by grabbing her son's hair and pushing his head away. 

Her chest heaving and her heart racing, Breanna lifted her son's head up and leaned over to lovingly kiss him again. She held her forehead against his. "I want you inside me." 

Spencer kissed his mom back. He and his mom watched together as he used his hand to angle his cock into the inviting vagina. Breanna interrupted him. Her hand wrapped around his. "Let's do it together," she explained. 

Both of them moaned at the feeling of the cockhead breaking the entrance. They made eye contact as Spencer slowly slid the remaining six inches inside his mom's body. 

They held their bodies together and breathed. Despite the number of men Breanna had let fuck her over her life, this one felt distinctly different. She had a unique connection and a built-in love with her son that she could never have with another man. For Spencer, it was an irreplaceable moment. It was everything he wanted. Breanna started things off by again squeezing her legs around Spencer's waist, digging her nails into his back. She rocked back slightly, gripping her son's shaft with the muscles in her vagina. It was clear to Spencer that she wanted him to start fucking her. Spencer pulled out and thrust back in, hard. The slapping of their wet privates caused the drawers in the desk to rattle. Breanna was soaking wet, and she did not mind the force one bit. 



"Ohhhh, fuck!" she moaned. Spencer grunted as well. 



Spencer grabbed and held his mom from underneath by her round butt. He began pumping his hips in and out. Breanna bit into her son's neck, not just to relieve some of her pent-up emotion, but she wanted to leave her mark. She wanted everyone to know what she did. She wanted to leave her son with a reminder that he was hers. 


The mom and son fucked deeply. At times, Spencer lifted his mom off the desk and into the air to get even more leverage into her. Breanna often loved doing the work, but bouncing up and down on her son's beating dick just made her want to close her eyes, hold on, and savor every sensation. Spencer recognized how hard his mom had to work all day to be so crafty. He wanted to reward her in the way she deserved to be. Knowing his mom wanted him to fuck her, and that she wanted to fuck him, was even better than knowing his dream was coming true. 



Clearly not immune to human nature, Spencer and Breanna found themselves pounding together in sync with the musical beat that echoed through the walls of the server room. With each thump of the electronic music, Breanna's butt dropped down and smacked the top of the desk, her gushing pussy sliding into Spencer's nutsack. 



Both of them loudly moaned. They did not care if anyone outside of the room could hear them. 



"This feels so good," Spencer yelled. "You really know how to ride a dick," he dirty talked. 



But Breanna's dirty talk was better. "Oh fuck! Your cock feels so fucking good. I never want it to fucking leave me. Your mom's such a fucking slut, but she's gonna be her fucking sluttiest for you. Pull my fucking hair and tell me how bad you wanna cum in me!" 


Spencer summoned all his strength to hold his mom up with just one arm while he used the other to tug her blonde braid. "I wanna cum in you so fucking bad, Mom! I fucking love you. I wanna fuck you every damn day." Breanna moaned into his ear. "I'm gonna make sure you fuck me every damn day. Every single day I'm gonna tell you how bad I want it until you bury your cock deep into my pussy. You're not gonna be allowed to jerk off in the house anymore. If you wanna cum from that big fucking cock of yours, you come fucking find me, and I'll let you fucking rip my clothes off and take me on the fucking kitchen table." 



Breanna knew how to adjust her body on a penis to give herself the most pleasure. And she did just that. She wanted to orgasm when riding her son, both because she really wanted to, and so that he would know how insatiably horny he had made her. The experienced mother twisted and clenched her vaginal muscles so that her son's veiny shaft created endless friction against the inner walls of her pussy. 



So she would not push her son over the edge along with her, Breanna did not announce that she was about to squirt on his cock. When Spencer bucked her again, Breanna released a flood of pent-up cum and emotion. She moaned loudly into her son's ear, muttering indecipherable words. 


Spencer stopped his thrusting, shocked by what was happening to his mom. She trembled and tensed in his arms, her nails digging harder into his back. "Keep going!" She yelled. Her son pounded as hard and as deep as he could.