Chapitre 1377: WEARING ME DOWN
This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to real people is purely coincidental.
"Hey, mom," my son Tim called out to me as he approached the kitchen where I was relaxing for a couple of minutes.
"I'm in the kitchen, Timmy. What is it, dear,"I called back.
"Can I fuck you?" He asked from the entrance to the kitchen.
Oh, dear God,I thought.Here we go again. He wants to fuck me, his own mother. I know I am good looking, curly red hair, a bright orange bush, sexy, big tits, nice legs and only 36, but I am his fucking mother, for Christ sake. Or rather, hisnot-fucking mother. I know boys want to fuck their mother at some point, but it usually passes. Timmy is obsessed with me. He is sexually mature, but not active. I wish he would meet some girls and fuck them. Safely. He's a good looking boy. I actually wouldn't mind doing it with him, but mothers are not supposed to fuck their children. Still, it would be incredibly hot to let him in me, let him back into the hole he came out of.
"No, you can not."
"Can I rub your pussy?"
"No."
"Can I feel your tits, mom?"
"No, Timmy."
"Can I see your cunt? Just let me see your cunt."
"No. Now, stop."
"I want to do things to you, mom. I want to lick your cunt and suck your tits with your big nipples on them."
"I know you want to see mommy's cunt and tits and fuck her cunthole, but we will never fuck, you and me. You'll meet some girls and fuck them very soon.
He was incorrigible. If he asked me once he asked me a dozen times a day if he could fuck me. At first I thought it was cute and he was just trying to make me feel wanted. Normally, that is a husband's job, but the love of my life died a little over a year ago and I have been a bit lonely, yes, and horny. We used to fuck two or three times a week. Now, I get nothing unless I do it to myself. That is not bad, I like it, but I would like to get laid. So, my son's continuous reminders of not having sex were starting to get to me. I was very close to giving in to him despite my apparent intransigence. But, he is relentless. Since he turned 18 almost a year ago, he has asked me every day, and several times each day, if he can fuck me, or feel me up or see my tits. Once he starts, he will bug me all day to have sex with him. So far, I have been able to avoid an incestuous relationship with him. But, I must admit, his libido may be starting to wear me down. I dream about us fucking. I find myself thinking how nice it could be to let him have his way with me. Lately I feel like giving in to him. He came over next to me where I was sitting at the table having a cup of tea. He put his left hand on the back of the chair and his right hand on my bare knee and squatted so that he was looking up at me. From that position of supplication, he continued the conversation.
"But, it will be years before I attract any girls and I beat off twice a day thinking of feeling your tits and fucking your cunt." I was used to his bawdy language and actually began using the word 'cunt' myself from time to time. Timmy's right hand disappeared under my skirt and he was feeling my leg and my inner thigh going higher with each caress. It felt wonderful.Would he touch my cunt?,I wondered. I was pretty sure I would not stop him if he did.Please, touch the cunt, Timmy. Go ahead, son, touh it."
"You masturbate twice a day?" I said nothing about removing his hand because it felt good. His touch was turning me on. Now he had reached my little panties and his finger was bumping the bulge of my pussy sending little jolts of electricity through my vagina and out to all parts of my body.
"Sometimes I beat off three times. If I see you in your bra andpantiesI beat off right away. If we don't start doing something in the next 10 minutes, I'm going to go wack it over you letting me feel your leg and touch the pussy bulge in your panties."
"Okay. So, when do you ever see me in my bra and panties?" He was rubbing the length of my vulva now and even though it was through my panties it felt absolutely wonderful.
"Oh, sometimes when I walk by your room and you are in the process of getting dressed, I get a peek through your slightly open door. As soon as you have a blouse and a skirt on, I pull myself away to my bedroom and I beat my meat with a fresh mental image of you in your underwear."
"Am I that sexy to you?"
"Oh, God mommie. You are a sex godess. I feel the witness of your panties, mom. I'm making you wet. Please, just let me look down your blouse."
"Oh, for heaven sake." I was weakening. "Where are you brother and sister?" I was going to do it. I was going to let him look down my blouse.
"They're in Linda's room. They will be there for hours. Just lean forward so I can see your cleavage. Let me look down your blouse." He withdrew his hand from between my legs and smelled his finger. "Ah, the smell of your cunt. I will beat off later smelling this."
"Here, let me smell it," I said.
He put his finger, still wet from my juice soaked panties, up under my nose and I took a sniff of my own scent. "Not bad. Sexy, don't you think?"
"The smell of your cunt juice on my finger? I'd say that's pretty sexy, yeah. I think you were about to let me look down your blouse at your big boobs."
"Oh, for heaven's sake. We have to stop if we hear the children coming" I was going to let him look down my blouse at my big tits.
" They'll be playing for another two hours at the very least. So, let me, mom."
"Oh, alright, Timmy. Go ahead. Look down my blouse. Here, is this what you want?" I moved forward in my chair and I leaned toward him and watched his face as he looked at the round mounds of my big bosoms and the cleavage created from being pushed together by my big bra. There was a lot of cleavage to see since I was wearing a loose fitting blouse that I had left unbuttoned three buttons down. I stayed leaning forward for a minute, watching him look at my haltered boobs. I enjoyed it. I was getting more turned on showing my clothed rack and helping him to see the flesh of my boobs by letting them hang there for him too look at.
"Mommie, pull your shirt out a little so I can see a little more of your beautiful tits."
I did not even hesitate. I pulled the blouse out from under my skirt and pulled it back so that it covered my back and shoulders. My son was enchanted by the close look he was getting at my bra covered jugs.
"There, " I said, "how do you like this?"
"Oh, mom," he whispered, "It's awesome. It makes me feel so good to have you do this for me. Can I keep going?"
He was so handsome and full of sex and I was excited to find out where this was going to go. I knew I should stop, but now I was actually hot to let him see my tits. My eighteen year old son was going to ask me to show him more of my body and I could hardly wait for the request. I was going to do it, whatever it was. I wanted to. I craved his eyes and, yes, his hands on me.
"Yes, you may continue. Do you know what you are doing to your mother? You are making a slut of me. Mommie is being a slut. What do you want me to do next?"
"Take off your bra, mommie."
"Take off my bra and show you my big bosoms. You wanna see my bosoms, my tits and the long, thick nipples on them?"
"Yes, I do mom."
I sat there for a few seconds feeling how much I wanted to show my son the tits that had fed him. I wanted to show the long, sexy nipples that had suckled him. I wanted to feel his sex hungry eyes looking at my naked rack. I was dying to let him see my tits. I had waited long enough to take out these big boobs that were now just for sex appeal. I unhooked the back of my bra and pulled the white, lacy undergarment off of my breasts. I said, "There, look at them. Look at your mother's tits. Look at my huge nipples. Ogle them. Stare at my tits. I took my blouse and bra off for you just because you wanted me too and because I wanted you to see my tits. Keep going. Please, keep going," I was actually begging him to get me naked.
"Seriously? Mom? You want me to keep going?"
"Yes, sweetheart, keep telling me what to do. I will do what you want me to do. What the hell, keep going. This is fun, right? Are you having fun, Timmie, turning mommie into a slut. Making mommie a pervert. What do you want to see next on me? Feel mommies tits, son and give me an order."
"I want to see your legs all the way up to your panties. Raise your skirt so I can see your legs and panties, mom."
I was incredibly turned on, sitting there with my tits out for my son, just because he wanted to see them. Will I do anything for him? Will I go all the way with him? My cunt was preparing for coitus sending rivers of pre-cum out my hole to make it easy for a man to get his hard penis in my soft vagina. He wants to see my legs and panties. Fine, I want him to see them. I stood up. I reached down and took the hem of my skirt with both hands. I slowly raised it higher and higher. "Can you see my panties yet, dear?"
"No, mom, but your legs are gorgeous."
"Oh, thank you, dear. Are you enjoying seeing me do this? God, I sure am
enjoying doing it for you." I raised my skirt up to my waist showing my legs and panties. "I love you, son. How's this? Can you see what you want to see?"
"Yes, mommie."
"Good. Look all you want and give me another order when you're ready."
I could barley wait. The next one should be to remove my skirt altogether and then I will be standing in front of my son, topless, with only little panties on letting him look at my bare legs and my silky panties and the bulge of my pussy mound.
"Mom. Take your skirt right off."
"You want me to take of my skirt? OK, I will take off my skirt for you. Here I go. Off comes my skirt."
I undid the button waistband of my skirt and let it fall to the floor. I was overcome with lust for this boy, my own son.
"OK, mom. Can I keep going?"
"Yes, you may keep going."
"Mom?"
"Yes, dear. Whatever could you want? For me to take my panties off and show you my cunt? My cunt hole is dripping wet and I am going to show it to you. I'm going to show you my pubic hair and my pussy mound. Will there be any more?"
"Yes. There will be more."
"Good. Keep going."
"Take off your panties, mother, and let me see your cunt."
I put my fingers under the elastic waist band of my white, satin, lace undies and pulled them down an inch. The top of my bush was just visible and I was super turned on by getting naked for my son to see at his commands.
"That's nice, but show the whole pussy."
I pulled my panties down almost all the way. He could see enough of my bush to tell that it was bright orange.
"Wow. Your bush is orange. It's pretty, mum. "
"It is pretty, isn't it."
"All the way off, mum. Take your panties all the way off."
I pulled down my panties and stepped out of them. I let my son look at me completely naked.
"Your bush is so pretty. It's little and neat and orange and your cunt slit is visible through the fine hair."
"Do you like me naked?"
"Spectacular, mommie. Your body is spectacular."
"Thank you, baby. It feels so good to be naked in front of you. What do you want from me now? What would you like to see now?"
"Show me your clit, mom."
"You want your mother to show you her clitoris? That is so depraved. It's sick. A boy should never see his mother's clit. I could be arrested and put in jail for this incest. If you want to do this again tomorrow and every day, as I do, you must not tell anyone that we are doing this. But I really love doing it for you. It's wonderful. Now that you've succeeded in conquering me, I don't want to stop. It's so nice to please you with my naked body. Okay, look at my pussy. I'm going to open her and show you the clit." I moved closer to him. I bent my knees and thrust my pelvis out. I put my fingers on either side of my vulva and opened my clam. "There it is, dear. That's mommies clit." I flicked it and rubbed it and pulled it out. "When you are ready, keep going." I wanted to show him my cunt hole and let him look inside my cunt hole at my cervix.
"Mom, show me your cunt hole."
I reached into my cunt and pulled my hole open wide, gaping my cunt and thrust my hips forward as much as I could. Can you see my cunt hole? Can you see my fuck hole?"
"Yes, I see your hole."
"Sweetheart, call it my cunt hole or my fuck hole, not just my hole."
"Okay, mom. Yes, I can see your fuck hole."
"Honey, get the flashlight out of the drawer behind you."
"OK, here it is."
"Honey, lie on the floor face up." I stood right over his face, pulled my cunt open and said, "Shine the light up my cunt hole and look inside my fucking, dripping, slut cunt. Do you see a wet, pink protrusion with a hole at the top?
"Yes, mom. what is that?"
"That is your mother's cervix. It is the entrance to my uterus. Now, you should smell me. You should smell my sex hole, smell my cunt."
"OK, mom. Get in a position for having your vag smelled and open her."
I lay back on the eat-at counter,grabbed my legs and pulled them back behind my head so my cunt was completely open. My son came over and put his face in my crotch. He sniffed me there and took several deep draughts of my sexual aroma. Then he lapped the entire vulva and stuck his tongue deep into my vagina. Way deep.
"Oh, my god. That was ecstacy. Lap me deep like that again."
He put his tongue in my vagina again and fucked me with it. What a feeling it was. His tongue was going in and out my hole and his nose was bumping my clit. My legs began to quiver. I put my hands behind his head and pulled his face into my wet gash. His entire mouth was in my vagina and he was exploring the hole in my cervix with his tongue. I pulled him deeper and his lips wrapped around my cervix and he sucked on that vaginal muscle, kissing it. My son was making out with my cervix and trying to get his tongue into my uterus and if he could he would lick my fallopian tubes. It felt so good I did not want him to stop. Ever. But he had to come out of my wet, pink, soft cuntal folds and when he did, my vulva was open like never before. The labia were laid wide open, the clit was erect, and my cunt hole did not want to close. I looked at my son in amazement. How could he be so wonderfull. I had loved him as my son all these years, but now I was deeply and madly in love with him. I wanted to marry him. I wanted to keep him as mine forever. No man could ever do to me what my son had just done. I was still having the most extreme orgasm of my life. My body was electric. My head was somewhere else in the universe. My cunt was twitching and I was still laying on the table with my legs splayed wide open. I was breathing like I had just run a marathon. Even my tits were vibrating. My son put his cock in me and fucked me. He came in me and all I could do was lay there in total surrender to him. I just let him fuck me. I let my 18-year-old son, eat me, fuck me and come in me. I would never again deny him my body. I would let him do anything he wanted to do to me any time and any place. "You can lay me whenever you want to. I will strip for you and watch you beat off as I get naked. I will beat you off, blow you, swallow your cum, let you see my cunt and my tits anywhere. I love you. No, I am in love with you."
"I love you too, mommie."
"I can't believe I am showing you my fucker, my cunt, my vag, my cunt lips, my clit, my tits and nipples and letting you smell me and eat me. Keep going."
"Let me feel your tits."
"Yes, feel mommies tits. Feel her bosoms. Feel my big 38 triple Ds. Feel my nipples, pinch them, pull them. Have you ever seen a woman's nipples?"
"No, mom, your's are the first ones I have ever seen."
"These are very big ones, let me tell you. They give a lot of milk."
"Can I suck on your tits."
"Yes, please put the nipple in your mouth and suck my tits." He took one of my big nipples in his mouth and gently sucked on it. It felt so good I almost had an orgasm. He sucked on my tit for a minute or so and then he stopped and looked me in the eye.
"Let me feel your pussy and your mound and run my fingers through your bush."
"Yes, sweetheart, go ahead and feel mommie's pussy mound, and the hair on the cunt."
He put his hand on my lightly haired mound and felt the curve of it. I have hair on my woman, but not a lot. It's a ladylike patch of fine, straight, bright orange cunt hair in a nice, small 'V' between my legs. I love it. You can see my slit through it. He petted my pussy and rubbed it. He felt my legs and my hips and my belly. I am so soft. I was the softest thing he had ever felt and his hard-on got bigger than it ever had before.
"My penis is going to explode, mom."
"Do the rest of the things to me that you want to do and then we can fuck again, OK?.
"Let me look at your clit."
"Yes, yes, and feel it, and pinch it, and play with my clit."
"Let me put a finger up your cunt."
"Yes, go on, finger your mom."
"Let me lap the cunt again."
"Oh, no. Your not going to lap it like you just did, are you?"
"No, mom. I'll just lap your gash a little bit. Is that OK with the slut?"
Yes, do it, lap it, lick mommie's cunt"
"Let me suck your clit."
"Oh, my God. Yes, suck your mother's clit." I started to have an orgasm. "Keep doing that to me. I'm coming." My cunt was electrified again. My head was in space, my legs were shaking, and I started to vibrate all over. I spasmed and his mouth came off my clit. I was not done. "Get on it again, keep me coming. Keep sucking my clit. Oh, shit, here I go. Hold me, Timmy, so I don't fall down. Let me cum in your arms." I shook all over and squirted my cum on the floor. I spasmed a whole body spasm. My son held me up and I collapsed in his arms. "Touch my clit."
"Yes, mom." He touched my clit and a wave of pleasure swept through me making me cum again and more of my juices hit the floor. "Do you want any more of me?"
"Well, yes."
"Then keep going."
"Let me fuck you now, mom?"
"Yes, yes. Jesus Christ, yes. Fuck me now. Take out your cock and put it in me."
"In your cunt, mom?"
"Yes, dear, in my cunt. That reminds me. Do you think you'd like to fuck my asshole?"
"Yes mom, I would like to."
He took his penis out. "It's pretty big," he said.
"Holy shit. Your penis is huge. Put it up my snatch as far as you can, dear and fuck my brains out. That's it, honey, fuck mommie, fuck her cunt. Oh, dear God, that feels good. Yeah, go, oh, oh, oh make... me...come. I'm almost there. Oh, ya, almost, almost, it feels so good, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck my cunt, up my cunt, in my cunt, down my cunt, up my pretty, little, orange cunt."
"Ýour cunt feels so good on my cock, mom. Fucking you and kissing your cervix is all I want to do. I would like to marry you, too. Do you think we could?
"I don't know. I will look into it tomorrow, after we screw. As soon as the kids are pre-occupied we can have our incest.
Later on that night, I was feeling particularly horny and I wanted Timmy to fuck me again. The kids were asleep and I called out to him, "Timmy?"
"What, mom?"
"Do you want to pull my panties down again, take my bra off, play with my titties, kiss my cervix and fuck me again."
"Yes, mom, I do. I was just going to beat off, but if you want to do it again. I'd really love eating you out and fucking you again."
"Come on down here then and pull my panties off and take my tits out."
I couldn't believe I was actually asking my son, if he would like to get me naked and have sex with me. I shouldn't be doing this. I should not have done it in the first place. And then there he was, naked before me, with a huge hard on. I couldn't take my eyes off his prick.Oh, Timmy. Is that from me?"
"It's both from you and for you because you're such a fucking sexpot slut."
"I love it when you talk to me that way. Like I am your whore mother. Disrespect me. Call me vile, dirty names. Slut, whore, cunt. "
All the while I was looking at his cock. Now I reached out and grasped it and began stroking it, sliding my soft hand up and down, up and down.
"Take your clothes off, mom. I want to see your tits and your pussy."
"And I want to show them. But it would turn me on so much if you would pull my panties down."
I pulled my skirt up as high as I can get it and I said, "Here, pull them down."
"Okay, you little fuck slut."
I was so excited that my son was going to pull my panties down, that I was having an orgasm as he did it.
"Oh my God. Yes." He had slipped his fingers under the elastic waistband of my white satin panties. I was actually coming at the feeling of him touching the skin under my panties.
"Does it feel good mom?" He asked me.
"Oh shit", I felt my cunt was about to explode. "Yes dear, it feels good. Now go ahead and pull the fucking panties off my cunt." My legs began to shake with the waves of pleasure as I felt my son's hands rubbing against my thighs as he pulled down my underpants as I asked him to. I felt like I was going to collapse and I asked him to hold me up again so I would not fall as the orgasm swept over and through my body.
"Now, lay me down on the floor and get on me. Slip that boner up my cunt and start fucking me, Timmy." My son did as I asked him to and gently lowered me to the floor and stuck his cock in my vagina and fucked me. My pussy was so wet that he had no trouble getting his big penis into my tight, little snatch. When we had fucked that morning my cunt was wide open from his eating me out and tongue fucking me. Of course it was juiced up then, too. But this time my vagina tightened up again and he needed my juices to slip inside me. I wanted him to feel my tittties as we committed incest and I said, "Timmy, dear, rip mommies blouse open and feel her big tits while you fuck her in her vagina."
"Do you really want me to rip your blouse mom?
"I'm not wearing a bra, so rip my blouse open and feel my big tits."
He put his hands on each of the lappels of my cotton blouse and with one yank 3 buttons popped off and my tits were free. My son felt my tits and my nipples. It felt so good I started to have my orgasm as Timmy pounded away at my fuck hole.
"Oh, yeah. That's it. Keep doing this to me. It makes me feel so good, Timmy. Oh, Tim. Your fucking me so good. Can you get any deeper sweetheart? Can you get any deeper into mommies cunt?"
"Maybe if you pull your legs back and I push into you harder."
"Pull out of me then dear and let me pull my legs back."
He pulled his big cock out of my cunt and I pulled my legs back so my knees were on my ears. "See how deep you can get in me now."
He pushed his rod into me and was in me deeper than I had ever been fucked before.
"How's that, mom?"
"Oh my God, Timmy. Oh, shit yeah. That's fantastic. Go, Timmy, go. Do me. Do it to me. Fuck your mother's cunt. Fuck your slut mother."
My whole body started to shake and I couldn't speak any more. I could only make sounds. It started with a low growl. Timmy kept fucking me. And then I started to moan. Timmy was tireless. He lowered himself down onto me and started sucking the nipple on one of my tits as he continued to pound into my fuck hole. I began squeezing my legs together and apart as they quivered uncontrollably. I had the biggest orgasm I have ever had. I wanted to go on screwing my son all night but we had to stop. We went to bed in separate rooms and around 2 AM I woke to a feeling that turned out to be Timmy feeling my tits.
"Hey, mom. Can I fuck you?"
"Absolutely, Timmy dear. Absolutely."
My son fucked me tenderly and slowly. "Oh, Tim, that feels so wonderful. How do you know how to make love so well?"
"I don't know, mom, it's just the way you make me feel."
"Well, you can do this to me all night long and any time you want. And sometimes don't ask me just bend me over and rape me.
My son's persistence had paid off big time for both of us. Yesterday, after his endless campaign to have sex with me, I stripped off all my clothes at his direction and I let him feel me up, eat me out, and fuck me. It was wonderful. It was even better than I had dreamed it would be. And I had dreamed about it three times now. This one in particular had made me very horny. I had let him slip his penis up my dripping fuck hole from behind in the 24-hour supermarket. I dreamt that I had not worn any underwear so that he would have easy access to my cunt. It was 2 AM and nobody else was in the store. Of course, since this was a dream, I didn't have to worry about my two younger children who were tucked up in bed, asleep, and perfectly safe. So were Timmy and I, of course.
Ah, dreams. This one was so real that I had had an orgasm that woke me. In the dream, he had lifted my dress, stuck his hard cock in my big wet pussy and was going to town on me, right there in the brightly lit dairy aisle. I was letting him fuck me in public and I was coming, and shaking and screaming "Oh, yes. Fuck me." It didn't matter that it was 2 o'clock in the morning and no one was there, it was still a public place and I was acting like a whore. My son's whore. Would this dream come true? Did I want it to? Dreams can take strange turns, and this one did as the store began to fill up with customers. I was totally naked and Timmy had bent me over with my hands on my knees.
Now we were in the middle of the produce section. Everyone was milling around paying no attention to Timmy and me, going at it like rabbits, until my orgasm woke me. I came fully awake. God, I was turned on. My soft, white skin tingled with excitement and my cunt was soaking wet. I realized that I just had a dream and had wet myself with my ejaculate. Timmy was sleeping on his side with his cock up against my ass. I reached down to my ass and felt for his cock. He must have been having a dream too, because his dick was hard as a rock. I gripped the shaft and softly rubbed it up and down. It was an incredibly horny thing to do. I touched the head of it with my fingers, feeling just the helmet at the top of the boy's thick tool. I wanted to suck it. I wanted to fuck it. I had to piss.
Timmy was the best fuck I had ever had in a dream and now my son was my lover, both of us sleeping naked in the same bed. I looked at the clock. It was 5:30 in the morning. I let go of his penis, pulled back the covers from my naked body and got up. I walked, naked, to the master bathroom leaving the door open so he could watch me piss. But he was still sleeping on his side and turned away from me. I really wanted him to see me pissing so I said, "Timmy... Timmy... Tim." That woke him and he turned over to see me sitting on the toilet.
"Good morning, fucker of your mother," I said. "I thought you might like to watch me piss."
"Morning, fucker of your son. Yes, I would like to watch you piss."
"Well, come over here and kneel in front of me then." He did as I said, getting up and walking into the bathroom with his big, stiff rod pointing the way. I could not take my eyes off of it. He knelt right in front of me. I reached into my vulva and opened my lips so he could see my urethra. I started to go and he stared at my open twat. He felt my tits, squeezing them and pinching the nipples, and I watched my son staring at my open, naked cunt and my piss stream. He was captivated and as the dribbling stopped I said to him, "Can you see the little hole where my piss was coming out?
"Yes, mom."
"Touch it with your finger."
"Your little piss hole?"
"Yes. Try to put your finger in there."
He pushed against my pee hole and his finger went in. It felt so dirty and, yet, so sexy.
"Move your finger in and out like you're fucking that hole."
He finger fucked my piss hole and I swooned. I closed my eyes and tipped my head back with delight at the feeling. I said, "Oh, oh my. That feels so dirty I can hardly believe it. Keep doing it to me a little more. Yes. Oh, Timmy, yes, fuck my piss hole. Oh, yes. Jesus that feels good. Keep doing it to me. Oh, oh, what a wonderful son you are. Okay, that's enough for now. Just put your finger in my cunt hole for just a minute and frig me."
He did as I told him to and feeling how wet I was he said, "Your cunt is so wet, mom."
"I know Timmy. It's because I'm so hot for you. Let's go feed the children and send them off to play so we can have our incest. I can't wait to take your penis into my vagina."
I put on my robe, stepped into my slippers, and walked to the kitchen. Day two of being my son's slut was just a few minutes away and it excited me. I wondered what he might do to me today, how he might touch me, if he would kiss me and hold me and tell me that he loved me. Or would he just bend me over the counter and fuck the shit out of me. I was about to find out.
The children had come down, and Timmy had dressed and joined us in the kitchen. Just seeing him gave me a tingle in the cunt. We were going to fuck in just a few minutes. Timmy was standing by the sink and the children were sitting at the counter facing him. I was at the stove behind the children.
I said, "Kids, take your cereal into the den and watch TV."
Once I heard the TV on, I looked at Timmy and opened my robe showing him my body. He looked at my pussy and licked his lips. I imagined he was thinking of licking mine. The ones that were hanging down between my legs. The children were sufficiently occupied with their breakfast and their TV show, so I grabbed my lips with one hand and pulled them out so Timmy could see them. Then I swooshed my robe behind me, took one lip in each hand and pulled my vulva apart. I bent my knees, thrust out my hips and showed him my hole. What a great feeling. It was so dirty, so nasty, so depraved; I loved it. Timmy told me later that he loved it too. It had given him another hard on.
I cooked breakfast for the two of us and we ate it sitting next to each other at the kitchen counter. Timmy pulled my robe up exposing my thighs and he rubbed my pussy until I quietly had an orgasm, pressing my legs together and apart, together and apart. Then he put his fingers in my vagina, got them good and wet, and then put them in his mouth.
I looked at my son and smiled. I said, "Whisper dirty, degrading, horrible things in my ear."
He put his lips up to my ear and nibbled it. My quim quivered. He said softly, "Mother, you are a fucking whore. You are a dirty, incestuous cunt of a woman. You are a cheap slut with a sleazy, dripping man trap between your legs. I don't know how anyone could stand to fuck your filthy cunt hole. But I will lick the dead fish you call your vagina if you want me to. I want to mount you like a new bride and mate with you. I want you to beg me to fuck you as I deny you for the runny cunt bitch that you are."
"That was fucking filthy , Timmy," I said, smiling. "What a way to talk to your mother, you mother fucker. I'm so glad you are as sick and depraved as I am. We are sick and you know. And criminals." I rubbed my pussy through my robe. I felt my tits "Oooo, I love this dirty sex," I said. "
The kids finished their breakfast and headed up to their bedrooms. I stood up and said, "Shall I go get dressed?"
Timmy turned and looked at me. There was as much desire in his eyes that morning as there had been that first day. "Take your robe off, mother."
I took it off and draped it over the back of the chair I had been sitting in. Timmy walked over to me and hugged me. His beautiful cock poked out from his loosely tied robe and I reached down and took it in my hand. I rubbed it back and forth. Timmy said, "Oh yeah, you know I like this. I love you, Cheryl. Mom."
I melted in his arms. "I love you too, Timmy. Son.
He turned me around, bent me over the counter and fucked me, slow and hard, just the way I like it in the morning. I had five good orgasms in the ten minutes before Timmy came in me.
"Oh mom, what is it about your cunt that is so amazing. I think it's that your hole is the perfect size for my cock. I don't know, but fucking you sure feels good."
"Well, I think it's because your cock is just the right size for my fucking slut hole."
Days and nights of insatiable lust for each other, turned into weeks and months of my son coming in my bitch hole, in my mouth, on my tits, in my face and up my ass. When we went out together I always wore a house dress and no panties so I could just lift it up and show him my pretty, orange pussy and let him feel it anywhere. And I showed it to him everywhere. I couldn't get enough of showing him his cunt. It was on me, between my legs, but it was his. I no longer had control of my cunt. Timmy did. All I could do was to hope that he would touch it, lick it, and fuck it as soon as possible. As soon as he finished with it, I was looking forward to the next time he would do something to it. His cunt. His bitch's cunt.
I didn't have to wait long.
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