Bab 2409: @3
Brad looked down to take a look at his mother's bubbly ass as she walked away. His jaw dropped when he realized she was still wearing the same silky black panties from a few hours earlier. Still completely ruined, the dried up long semen streaks went from the bottom the full cut panties to the top of the elastic band. His cock got rock hard immediately and he began rubbing his cock through the outside of his jeans. The nasty thought of his mother not changing out of the ruined underwear got Brad going instantly. He followed and watched Karen walk around the kitchen while she purposely didn't pay any attention to him.
"Yeah that sounds like fun. I'm thinking just a girl night. No guys. Watch a few movies" Karen said on the phone while strutting around the kitchen.
Brad looked at the clock in the kitchen and realized that he had to hurry or he was going to be really late. While still rubbing his cock through his jeans, Karen walked over to the front door and put on a pair of her heeled slippers. She turned around and walked toward him.
"Follow me" Karen whispered to her son and slowly walked toward the living room. She took the iPhone out of the side of her panties and held it as they walked. Karen led her tall handsome son into the living room and then proceeded to walk upstairs. One step at a time, Karen swayed her hips and arched her ass out. Brad's tongue hanging out and his body turned to mush; except for his meaty dick. All time seemed to slow down the blood continued to rush to his throbbing cock.
Karen kept talking through the headset with Veronica as they reached the top of the stairs. She playfully swayed her hips seductively and made her way toward Brad's room.
"Well I just have a class to instruct in the morning but nothing out of the norm."
Karen sat down on the floor and leaned her head back against the Brad's bed. She looked up at him softly but stayed sort of disengaged so that she can focus on talking with Veronica.
"You should join. I'll get you a great rate for the sessions. Or if you do a monthly..." Karen continued to talk to Veronica about signing up at the gym she worked at. She placed her phone beside her on the floor, brushed the hair out of her face, crossed her nicely sculpted naked legs, and put her hands on her lap.
Brad masturbated his thick cock for the next few minutes as Karen laughed and swapped stories on the phone with Veronica. A few times Brad edged himself and settled back down. This way he wouldn't cum too quickly. Every time he felt himself starting to blow, he would expertly let go off his cock or slow down. Karen watched her boy's large nut sack quiver and bounce around and it made her body heat up and pussy cream.
"I know! Josh and Brad use to play little league together. And now look at them. In a few months they are going to be playing at College together. Where did the time go?" Karen said into the white Apple headset.
Suddenly, Karen reached up for Brads jerking right hand. She grabbed his hand, placed his hand palm up, and then let a large chunk of saliva pour out of mouth into his palm. This caused Brad to go wild. He resumed his violet whacking and whipped his now saliva saturated hand up and down his steel hard dick. The veins in his neck and upper body muscles bulged out and he reached the point of no return.
Brad stepped forward and planted his feet on the sides of Karen's hips. His heavy ball sack was inches away from Karen's face as he towered over her. Not missing a beat, Brad jerked off hard as he sized up his target. He angled his cock head toward the center of her lovely face and continued the efforts to shoot the biggest load possible.
"Oh I can't believe it either. Brad has been getting so big lately. It seems like only yesterday, he was born and I would sing him to sleep. And now he's becoming a man right before my eyes. Treats me like a queen. Actually, it sounds like he whipping up something for me to eat right now". Karen said as she glowingly looked up at her son. She smiled beautifully presented a lovely area for Brad to masturbate on to. She raised her chin up high at her baby boy and continued to smile in anticipation.
Brad's legs shook and his cannon shot an extremely thick and heavy strand of cum right between his sexy mother's beautiful green eyes. The force of the jet caused it to splatter a few inches around the bridge of her nose. The 2nd thick delivery shot up and landed on the top left portion of her forehand with half of it sticking into her hair. The 3rd blasted her on the right side of her cute nose. Karen sat still and didn't move once from the impressively forceful shots from Brad's nuts.
"You're right. With school and everything he does, he impresses me more and more. I am so proud of him..." Karen said to Veronica, still not breaking eye contact or flinching as Brad ejaculated hard.
The 4th sailed up over Karen's right eye painted more of her forehead. Brad's 5th thick volley jerked out onto Karen's lips and rested there. He aimed a bit higher so more of it would stick itself to her forehead and around her eyes. Smaller loads rained down on her over the rest of her face, mouth, chin, and neck. A lot of the final drops were dumped on Karen's pink ribbed shirt. Karen was absolutely plastered all over perfectly proportionate face. When he felt himself finish, Brad dragged his fat cockhead along her lips and flush cheeks.
She mouthed the words "Oh my god" and giggled slightly at Brad, trying to hold the conversation with her Veronica.
Brad stumbled back and smiled back at her. The site of his awesome former model mother covered in his seed was so exciting to him. He's seen a few bukkake videos that focused on facials and Karen's face looked like a bunch of guys had their way with it. The perversion of the scene in front of him caused Brad cock to stay rather hard. Instinctively, Brad reached down to his still stiff penis and resumed playing with himself gently. He thought that he was done, but the heat inside him didn't seem to go away. It is not every day you get to blow a huge creamy load all over your mother's face while she spoke to her girlfriend about how much of a perfect of a son you are.
Karen closed her eyes for a moment to absorb everything that just happened. Her already wet fuck hole was flooding and noticeably staining in the thin crotch area of her panties
"You don't have to bring anything..." Karen started to say as she opened her eyes. She looked over to Brad and her boy's face turned from relief to determination. She realized he was gearing up to get one more out before his dad got home. Plus, between him dry humping her and relieving himself on her face, she needed a hard nasty fuck.
"Veronica, sorry let me let you go. Brad just came in. I'll see you a bit though. Love ya." Karen said in a hurry. She hung up the call before turning back to look up at her shaking son. Some of the cum that he shot was now running down her cheeks, neck, and the side of her face. Gravity was taking over and made some of the cum run down and drip onto her pink cotton tank top.
"You fucking naughty young man." Karen got up rather eloquently and preceded to take off her earbuds. Her big beautiful tits swayed and jiggled inside her clingy top.
"Baby. Come here and get in bed with mommy. It's time to give me the proper hammering I deserve for being such a fucking whore." Karen said softly while burning with lust.
Brad reached down and aggressively took off the rest of his clothes. Karen turned and quickly got on her back on the Brad's soft bed as she slid her soiled panties off.
"Do you see the mess you made. Hunny." Karen said as she was underneath Brad, getting railed hard.
"I want to keep your cum on my face for when your dad comes home. I want to see his face when he realizes that I have cum in my hair and dripping from my nose. Would you like that? Then when he asked what's that on your face. I'll say - Do you know that darling son of ours? Well, he took me upstairs and jerked his beefy cock while I was on the phone. Then he blasted the yummiest load of jizz all over my slut face...And when he realized he wasn't done with using me. He fucked my dirty twat until he was ready to blow again. That's right sweetie. I am incestuous fuck slut for our son."
Brad was way too determined to cum again to form a coherent sentence. Only primal grunting noises came from Brad's mouth has he listened to his dirty mother talk like a filthy slut.
"I am in love with his huge boners. I live for making him... OH GOD Brad, you are fucking me so hard!! Take it. Take what's yours hunnnnyyyyy UGH UGH!!" Karen yelled and thrashed around from Brad's hard pounding.
Brad grabbed both of Karen's long legs and hooked them over his broad shoulders. He flattened himself on top of her and resumed his rough fucking. He wrapped his arms around Karen's shoulders and hugged his mother tight. He fucked his mother, trying hard to pound her right through the mattress and box spring.
"DON'T STOP MY SEXY BOY. MOMMY IS ALMOST THERE. FUCK! YOUR DICK IS SO MUCH BIGGER THAN ANYTHING I HAVE EVERY HAD AHHHHHHHH!!" Karen continued to yell as her body exploded.
"FUCKKKK I'M CUMMING AGAINNNNN" Karen whined out loud while Brad continued to fuck her brains out.
Another orgasm quickly ripped through Karen's body and caused her body to convulse. Brad's lower body was a blur from fucking so rapidly. The site of his mother open mouth and seizuring body beneath him was way too much for Brad. Whatever cum streams that Karen didn't scoop off with her fingers or panties, soaked into her beautiful skin.
"I am going to cum"
"Take it baby. My body is yourrrrssssssss!!" Karen screamed as she felt Brad begin to whatever was left in his nuts.
****
The next day, Greg was outside slowly skimming the pool for leaves. He had a pair of headphones on and was listening to his 80's hair metal band playlist. Karen was showering in the upstairs bathroom. The window in the shower area looked out into the back lawn and pool area.
"Mommy's BUTT is all yours" Karen said in a monotone while looking outside of the open window.
Slam ... Slam ... Slam
"Mommy's face is all yours" Brad's beautiful mother said in the same monotone voice.
Slam Slam SLAM SLAM.
Brad stood behind his stunning mom and steadily pounded her from behind with hard deliberate thrusts. Their wet naked skin slapping against each other was almost drowned out by the heavily flowing shower.
A few minutes earlier, Brad walked in on Karen while taking a hot steamy shower and explained how his dad was outside cleaning the pool. He shredded his clothes and jumped into the shower with his beautiful mother.
"Mommy's mouth is all yours baby." Karen said robotically as she was on the receiving end of an extremely hard fuck. Karen had him drooling in seconds with her selective dirty talk. She decided to do some roleplaying and act like a mindless sex robot with her hormone driven son.
She gripped the window sill, arched her back, locked her knees together, and held her perfectly round ass back toward her 18-year-old boy. Brad had a tight grip on Karen's wide hips and used them to bounce her body on his steel rod.
Brad hunched over her backside and began to quicken his fuck strokes as Karen continued egging him on with her particularly nasty banter. The hot water rained down hard on the couple as they fucked right underneath Greg's nose.
"Mommy is just a submissive fuck slave. A mindless screw toy. Yours to control. My only purpose is to make sure your balls are completely drained." Karen went on speaking like an obscene sex robot.
"You're so fucking filthy. YESSS. So you'll do whatever I want? You'll be whatever I want you to be?!" Brad reached with his right hand and cupped his mother's right 34 E tit. With his left hand, he grabbed handfuls of his mother's bubbly butt cheeks. He purposely controlled his breathing so he wouldn't cum right away.
"Whatever you want me to be...son."
"Are you my obedient kinky sex doll, Mom?"
Karen's eyes fluttered as a jolt of sexual heat flooded her body. She shivered from the deepest areas of her spine and gave a cute little whimper while her pussy gushed.
PUMP PUMP PUMP PUMP PUMP...SLAP!
Brad spanked Karen's ass hard on her left ass cheek.
"Oh yes Son. Program me to be the filthiest perverted mommy in the world." Karen said as she woke up from her own orgasm.
"Your body belongs to me. my submissive jizz bucket." Brad said, testing how far he could go with his dirty talk.
"I'm a jizz bucket. I'm an incest jizz bucket. Screw me, cum on me, and put me in your closet until you are ready to nut again. Dress me in the skimpiest clothes and have me parade around the house for your pleasure." She spat and she looked over her shoulder at her son with a lifeless look on her face.
"GOD DAMN IT." Brad stopped fucking his mom as he felt himself cum. He closed his eyes and breathed. He quickly took his cock out and formed a tight grip on the shaft with his head.
"What's the matter...son. We need to be quick. You need to release." Karen still roleplaying and looking back at him.
After a moment, Brad felt his orgasm subside. He slapped his mother perfect white plump ass cheeks with his 9" cock. Karen arched her butt out a little more.
"Brad. Mommy is a jizz bucket. Screw me, cum on me, and put me in your closet until you are ready to nut again. Dress me in the skimpiest clothes and have me parade around the house for your pleasure." Karen repeated and braced herself.
Brad quickly rammed the entire length of his cock right back into mother furnace hot twat and picked up where he left off. Knowing he would only last a few more moments, he looked out the window as he saw his father testing the chemicals in the pool.
"FuuckkkkKK...Tell me you want me to cum on your big soft tits mom. Please."
"You don't have to say please Son. Your sex doll mother is here to do anything for her lovingly baby boy. Brad, cum on my breasts." Karen said in her perfect robotic voice.
"Dirtier my mommy fuck servant. Say it again but dirtier. Don't hold back." Brad reached around with his left hand and grabbed her mother's hanging left tit. He now had a tight grip on Karen large milky tits and he used them to pull her body back against his.
"Son. I am nothing but a walking cum target for you. Designed to be a receptacle for your nasty sticky loads. Shoot your ball juice where ever your heart desires. Shoot your thick white seed all over my TITS!" Karen said a bit louder but still in her robotic voice. She then moved her hands off of the window and placed them over Brad's hands. Karen stood straight but kept her ass arched while Brad fucked her like an animal from behind. Her bouncing body met Brad's trusts with equal force. Karen thought Brad might blow his balls from that so she went in for another kill shot.
"Son... Robot mommy is your personal CUNT!" Karen emphasized the word cunt loudly.
"Get on your knees mom. Right now!" Brad grunted through his gritting teeth as he withdrew cock from his mother smoldering pussy. He immediately gripped his cock with his right hand so that he wouldn't shoot all over the place.
Karen quickly got on her knees, grabbed her big wet breasts from the sides and hoisted them toward him. Brad bent low and feed his purple headed dick from the bottom of Karen's cleavage. He pushed up and began fucking her large mommy jugs hard and fast. Brad placed his hands on his mother's shoulders for balance as he shot his hips back and forth. Within seconds, Brad started shooting jet after jet of thick strands of cum. Karen melted as she looked up and saw a perfect specimen of a man before her. She loved how Brad's entire body tensed up as he orgasmed. She looked down at the top of her cleavage and gasped at all the cum that was on her.
"Jesus mom. *Exhale* I really needed that. The robot fuck slave thing was so hot." Brad said while stepping out of the shower.
Karen jumped to her feet quickly and looked out the window. She saw Greg lounging on the beach chair, catching some rays. The water from the shower quickly washed the ribbons of cum off her perfect tits.
"You really know what to say..."
Karen leaned into her son and aggressively began kissing him hard. She grabbed him and slammed him against the wall as she continued shove her tongue down her son's throat. Brad quickly caught up with his mom and held her close. Karen purred as she ran her smooth right left leg up and down the inner parts of Brad's upper thigh. She placed her palms on Brad's chiseled chest and slowed down her kissing.
**
The next morning, Greg was in the bedroom closet frantically looking for his dress shoes and tie. He was already nervous because he had an important meeting at work.
"Karen. Do you know where my black striped necktie is? I can't find it anywhere" Greg yelled from upstairs.
Karen, who was on her stomach on the couch, looked to the love seat and saw Greg's neck tie on the love seat. Brad was sitting next to his mother rubbing her cute feet.
"Did you look in the guest bedroom closet? I'll be up in a second to help look." Karen replied and went to get up. Brad stopped her from getting up and flipped her on her stomach. Karen giggled as Brad pulled down her grey skin tight yoga pants just underneath her ass. Karen yellow thong panties made Brad's mouth water but he knew they didn't have time to do anything. Karen playfully swatted Brad's hands away from her butt.
Brad grabbed Karen's lipstick that was on the end table. Karen shook her meaty ass at her son. He held her still and began to spelled out the word "FUCK" on the left cheek and on the right cheek, he began writing "DOLL".
"Stop it. What are you writing? If you just wait a few minutes, we'll have plenty of time alone when your father leaves." Karen whispered as she looked over her shoulder.
After a few seconds, Karen heard Greg coming downstairs. She quickly hoisted up her tight yoga pants over her ample bottom, walked over to the love seat, and grabbed Greg's neck tie. Karen met Greg at the bottom of the stairs and handed him the tie. Brad quickly grabbed the throw blanket and placed it over his lap to hide his massive erection.
"I can't find...OH. Thanks babe." Greg said happily and kiss Karen on the cheek.
"You're going to be late for work hun". Karen said as she walked back into the living room with her loving husband. Brad quickly grabbed the throw blanket to cover his big blood filled boner obscenely tenting his shorts.
"I know. I'll grab some breakfast on the way. Love you guys." Greg kissed his wife and quickly exited out the front door.
About 20 minutes later, Greg arrived at work. As he parked, he wanted to remind Karen that he was going to be home around 6pm and that he had plans to celebrate their 19th anniversary. Greg picked up his phone and dialed Karen's cell phone.
*RING *RING *RING
Karen was bouncing up and down hard on Brad's lap as she heard her cell phone go off. Brad was sitting on the couch as his big bottomed mother slam again and again onto Brad's girthy pole. As soon as Greg left, Karen ran into her room and shredded the grey yoga pants and her oversized cotton t-shirt. She reached into large white box and pulled out a 1-piece sexy cheerleading uniform. The front her tight long sleeve sweater said the words Dartmouth arched across the chest. The green skirt drapped half way down her milky thighs.
*RING *RING *RING
Karen settled onto Brad's cock as she reached over and picked up her phone that was vibrating next to them.
"FUCK. It's your father already." Karen said as she tried to compose herself and answered the phone. Brad reached over and ran his hands along his mother's legs and hips as she tried to catch her breath."Hey babe. Did you forget something?" Karen said as she began running her hands through Brad's jet black hair. This caused Brad's dick to twitch hard. Karen shook her bottom half to tease her son as he was bottoming out in her warm cunt.
"Hey, I forget to tell you that I made reservation for us at Diovanni's tonight." Greg said while gathering his stuff out of the trunk.
"Ok. That's great sweetie". Karen replied while tracing her fingers along her son's lips.
"I still can't believe it will be 19 years tomorrow." Greg confessed.
"I know" Karen said half paying attention.
"Is Brad getting ready for his first day of classes?"
Brad leaned forward and buried his face into his mother neck and began sucking away. This causes Karen's spine to shiver a bit. She resumed bouncing on brads cock while she pressed the phone to her ear.
"Yes he is. Ugh. He is showering right now." Karen felt herself on the verge of creaming hard.
"You ok?" Greg asked.
"yeah just had to pick up something." Karen looked down into Brad's eyes.
"You know how those young boys can get. We must keep him focus in school. If he is going to live at home, we need to come up with some rules..."
"AHHH My thoughts...my thoughts exactly." Karen accidently screamed out loud.
"Karen?"
"Sorry. My back. I think I pulled a muscle." Karen said quickly bounced on Brad's cock. The pom poms that rested next to Brad were shaking along with the couch.
"Let me...let me call you back later. UGH. I have to help Brad get ready for his first day" Karen voice trembled as she tried to get Greg off the phone.
"Don't baby him too much. He's a man now. Let him..." Greg replied.
"Ok hunny. I'll see you later then. You're starting to break up. Call me later." Karen cut off her husband, hung up, and tossed the phone to the other side of the couch. She immediately started fucking Brad's steel cock extremely fast.
"FUCCKKKK MOMMMYYS CUMMMING ALLREADYYYYY. SHIIITTTT!! Karen screamed as her hips whipped back and forth. The power of her fucking caused the couch to repeatedly slam against the wall. Brad sat there as Karen fuck the shit out of him.
Greg heard silence and looked at his phone. His phone said call ended.
"Fuck mom. You were really loud with that one"
"Wow. I think my ears popped on that one baby. Look. I am still shaking" Karen exhaled and laughed just before she leaned in and French-kissed her beautiful son.
"So I take it you like the outfit. Today is a big day. What time do you have to be at the campus?"
"Not until noon." Brad replied as he stared in awe of his mother in the cute cheerleading get up sitting on his lap.
"Good. That gives us a few hours to play. Would you like your cheerleading mommy to come to practice and cheer you on." Karen said playfully as she got off Brad's large hard on.
"I don't think that would be a good idea." Brad smiled confidently.
"No? why not?!" Karen reached over to the set of pom poms.
"You wouldn't want your mom cheering you on from the bleachers?" Karen said while twirling and jumping around in front of Brad.
"I would personally love it but I don't think I would be able to get much accomplished. Plus, I am sure everyone on the team would want to take turns..."
"...Take turns? You mean like take turns trying to fuck me." Karen said innocently.
"I remember Steve used to always talked shit and be annoying about wanting to fuck you." Brad said.
"Steve is a nerd. He couldn't handle a real woman like my big son can." Karen said as she walked over to the downstairs bathroom.
"Exactly. A few others use to tease me and talk about gang banging you on the baseball field. One day you came to one of our practices and you had on a really tight pair of jeans shorts.." Brad explained.
"...Oh you like my short shorts?" Karen yelled from the bathroom.
"And you had on that plaid shirt also. Oh and you had your hair in a ponytail and the hair going out the back of the baseball hat you had on. You looked incredible. Even I wanted to fuck you right there on the bleachers." Brad confessed
"You don't get mad at them when they say things like that about me?"
"I want to kick their stupid faces in but it really just makes me appreciate you more. I had a dream once that all the guys from the team were trying desperately to hit on you but you turn them down one by one. You tell them that you only belong to me."
Karen walked slowly back out into the living room. Her legs and feet were totally drenched in baby oil. While in the bathroom, Karen applied a substantial amount of oil to the lower half o her body including her pussy, ass, and hips. Brad stopped and stared as his mother with animal lust while fisting his erect penis.
"What next baby? Are you saying you'd take your poor old mommy behind the bleachers, flip up my skirt, and use my bubble butt for a quickie before a game?" Karen playfully said while shifting her weight onto her right leg and put her hands on her hips.
Brad grabbed her pompoms, jumped off the couch, and ran over to his mother. Karen laughed and quickly ran upstairs. Brad chased after her with his hard dick bouncing and bobbing everywhere. Karen skirt jumped around and flashed Brad her ass and strong hamstrings as he chased her up the stairs. Brad shook Karen's small pom poms at her backside and under her skirt as he caught up to her. She ran into the master bedroom jumped onto her back.
The strapping young 18-year-old mounted his playful mommy and spent the next 5 minutes pounding Karen's perfect body as hard as he could. The naughty mother, dressed in her Dartmouth cheerleading outfit, often forgot how her son has developed the strength and stamina to fuck extremely hard and fast. To add to the lust, Karen knew the right trigger words to add to the situation.
"OH SON! Fuck me fast. Pretend that we are behind the bleachers at school." Karen said while reaching for her oil soaked legs to spread them further.
"I have to get back to the game. Coach is about to put me in." Brad whispered into Karen's ear while fucking her quickly.
"Call me mom baby. Remember. It's much nastier to call me mommy when your pounding the living shit out of me." Karen gasped and clawed at Brad's shoulders and back.
"I love you mom. You're the greatest." Brad grunted and he reached underneath Karen's sweater to feel her braless tits.
"You texted me earlier about needing to get your daily release before you start the game. FUCK! I got here as fast as I could pookie." Karen screamed as a mini orgasm snuck up on her. She forced Brads mouth onto hers and she whined loudly. Her eyes were shut tight as she felt every nerve ending in her body contract and explode. Brad then went back to Karen's earlobe and sucked hard on it while clawing at her body.
"Thanks for coming and helping me mom. You always make things better. I don't know what I would do with you. My cock was busting through my cup." Brad continued whisper.
"That's why I am here. Ugh! Mommy drove all the way here to cheer her baby boy...on and to make sure you're not distracted by...FUCK!...by your sudden perverted urges!" Karen moaned loudly. The scenario they were playing out was making Karen extremely hot as Brad suddenly felt his balls twitch. The lewd wet slapping sounds of oil, pre-cum, and pussy juice filled the room.
"I was so glad to see you cheering from the sidelines. Then I saw you flashing your perfect legs and pretty white panties at me. I couldn't wait to fuck your..." Brad's voice began to tremble as Karen cut him off and went in for the kill.
"My what baby? Cunt? My twat!? Is that what you needed to fuck? I guess if you're just a walking hard on, wouldn't you say your mother is just a walking creamy tight cunt hunny?! Say it. JESUS CHRIST I'M CUMMING HARD. Call me a dirty names and blow your load in me. I'm a horny CUNT. blow your load Brad! Hurry baby. I can hear your coach calling for you to get back into game. Blow you balls. I want to you blast my insides hunny!" Karen egged on her loving son in a lust filled rage.
"FUUUCKKKKK YOU'RE A PERFECT CUNT MOM!! AAAHHHHH" Brad bore down and his body went to overdrive. The large bed shook as if there was a devastating earthquake happening. Karen's eyes shot wide as she felt Brad's hard cock shoot what seemed like a gallon of semen into her welcoming pussy.
"Do it! Get your cheerleader mommy pregnanttttttt!! Paint my fucking uterus with your pasty sperm you nasty boy!" Karen yelled as she was on the verge of passing out.
Brad's heavy load triggered wave after wave of orgasmic bliss inside his beautiful mother. He rolled off her and the both stared at the ceiling. Trying to catch their breath, both mother and son had a large satisfying smile on their faces.
"My god Brad. I still can't believe what comes out of me when I am with you." Karen said she reached down and played with her pussy while her son's cum slowly oozed out.
Brad looked over at his motionless smiling mother. The green cheerleader skirt was still hiked up just above her sexy waist. The baby oil that was on her legs made them shin. Suddenly Brad's wet cock slightly twitched in response to the site next to him. Immediately, Karen's strong healthy boy started fisting his dick once again.
Still in a post-orgasmic fog, Karen slowly turned onto her flat tummy. She looked at her son gawking at her bubble butt in the cheerleading skirt. When she shifted, the skirt settled about half way down her meaty bottom. Karen looked down over her shoulder and then back over to her son.
"What am I going to do with you?" Karen smiled at her son.
"Fine pookie. Go a head..."
Karen arched her ass and hips into the air while keeping her chest and knees on the bed.
"...get that big boner off with mommy's juicy ass".
Brad lounged on top of his mother's soft backside. He rubbed his left hand all over her plump cheeks and hamstrings to spread the existing baby oil that was soaked in. He ran his slick hand between the deep canyon of his mother's perfect ass. Brad leaned forward and lined up his rock-hard cock into its warm opening.
"FUUUUCCCCKKKKKKKKKKK" Karen purred as her son sawed his big meaty 9" cock into her well lubed asshole.
Later that night, Greg and Karen celebrated their 20-year anniversary. Greg planned, what most would consider, a perfect evening for his wife. A stop over where Greg first met the love of his life, reservation at their favorite steakhouse, and expensive jewelry. However, the 39-year-old mother of one could not help but recall being completely ravished by Brad earlier in the day.
"Hello. Karen. You ok?" Greg said trying to get his wife's attention.
Karen woke up from her daze.
"Sorry Hunny. I was just thinking that I might want to go back into modeling. Did you say you need to go away during Christmas?" Karen replied.
As Greg continued to tell her about his business trip coming up in the winter, Karen started to dose off again. This time she maintained eye contact and act interested.
Visions of Brad pounding her body in the cheerleading outfit in front of her bedroom mirror popped in her head. Looking at her son in the large mirror has he savaging rammed his cock up her tight ass. Brad fucked She almost giggled out loud when she remembered breaking the old wooden chair at her vanity. Her son was sitting down and Karen bounced up and down extremely hard on his rigid pole. Brad used a pair of scissors on the hutch to cut open the front of Karen's uniform so that her "Sensual Jane" type tits spilled out.
"What would you like to drink ma'am" The red headed waitress asked while holding a pen and pad of paper.
Karen wanted to blurt out "Everything in my son's balls" but she thought better of it.
After the waitress left with their order, Karen discretely touched her panties underneath her black dress and her spine shivered once she felt crusty residue of her son. Earlier in the evening, before leaving with her husband for dinner, Karen quickly ran into Brad wearing a long sleeve black sweater dress. Her make-up and hair was done up perfectly.
"Oh wow. Mom you look stunning" Brad said sitting upright in his bed.
"Get up hunny. Beat off in my panties.." Karen said in a low voice. Making sure she wasn't too loud.
Brad looked at her confused as she handed him a pair of black satin underwear. Then she quickly turned around and hiked up her black dress.
"Look at my butt while you do it. Hurry. Your father is waiting for me downstairs."
"Are you serious but what if..." Brad started to say but quickly stop talking as Karen finished placing her skirt over her hips. He immediately got weak, grabbed his growing cock with the panties, and instinctively dove onto his knees. He pressed his face against his mom's warm butt cheeks. It took Brad less than 3 minutes to successfully rub himself to orgasm. Sensing Brad was about to pop, Karen reached around, roughly grabbed her son by the hair, and smashed his face into her sweet ass crack.
"Cum. Cum. Cum. Cum right now for your mother.. Right now." Karen whispered sternly.
Brad roared into his mother's perfectly plump ass and exploded with the thin material over his cock.
Karen grabbed the ruined pair of panties out of Brad's hands and quickly put them on. There wasn't a lot of jizz, but it was dirty idea of her son's cum in underwear while she was out to dinner with his father that got her off.
As Greg and Karen, left the restaurant hand in hand, Karen mentioned going back home and watching a movie to end the night. Greg loved the idea and suggested picking up ice cream on their way home. After about 30 minutes into romantic comedy, Karen had looked over to Greg and noticed he was sound asleep. She looked at her loving husband and then she glanced over to the stairs at the end of the living that lead upstairs. A mischievous smile covered Karen's face as she wondered if her loving son was still awake.Baby it's cold outside." ... "I really can't stay"..."Baby it's cold out there."
Greg happily sang out loud on his way home from work. Christmas was under a week away and just like every year, Greg was in the holiday spirit.
The powdery snow fell down hard and made for slick road conditions. Greg slowly tracked on through the wintery conditions at a slow 30 miles per hour. He had been putting in extra time at the office lately so that he could have some extra cash for extra gifts for the family.
"Darn it!" Greg hit the steering wheel and yelled as he approached a major traffic jam on the highway.
After another long day at the office, all he could of thinking about was getting home and helping Karen and Brad put up the finishing touches on this year's Christmas tree. Greg knew this could one of his last that he got to spend before his son Brad moved out and got his own place on campus.
Greg checked Waze app on his iPhone and it alerted him about a severe accident ahead. He began texting his wife Karen that he would be running about an hour late. He tossed the phone onto the passenger seat in disgust and turned up the Christmas music on the radio. He hoped the festive music would make the time pass quick to get home to his loving family.
Back at home, loud flesh flapping and deep primal grunts were coming from the master bedroom.
"Wow baby! What on Earth has gotten into you?" Karen said sarcastically while out of breath.
In the middle of her brand-new king size bed, Karen was on the receiving end of another extremely hard and loving fuck from her handsome 18-year-old son.
Karen laid still on top of the neatly made bedspread with her meaty naked legs spread to either side of the wide mattress. Brad was on top on her missionary style while jabbing his cock deep into his mother's sloppy cunt. She looked up at her son and saw lust, anger, love, frustration, and happiness in her son's sweaty face.
Suddenly, Karen's cell phone began to vibrate on the nightstand to her right. With her left arm, she hooked on to the back of her son's neck, and with her right hand, she grabbed the cell phone.
"Your father is stuck in traffic. Probably going to be another hour." She read the text message from Greg and tossed the phone aside as her loving son fucked with more vigor.
Karen dove in and gave her son a series of love bits and licks on her son's extended forearms that were supporting his weight. The sexy mother kissed and bit her way up his budging biceps and along his collar bone. This caused Brad's spine to shiver and tingle. The feeling made him hammer down a little bit rougher. The force of their fucking had the bed shaking violently.
Karen fell back flat against the fluffy bed. She put her hands on the back of her knees and held her legs wide as her son beat down into her.
"Did my outfit make my baby boy all hot and bothered?" Karen said teasingly while staring up into her son's eyes.
Karen's thick beautiful brunette hair fanned out over the soft king size pillow that her head laid on. While smiling up at the love of her life, Brad feverishly nailed this matronly queen into the mattress. Like a well-oiled machine, Brad plowed his beefy 9' cock in and out. Karen's magnificent pussy gushed over and over again, providing the right amount of lube to allow her son's dick to easily slide from tip to root. She felt her cunt juices begin to splash and run along the rim of her asshole and onto the soft bed beneath her.
The head of Brad's cock drilled and hit depths that his father could only dream of. Suddenly, Karen's body started tingling, her breathing become overly erratic, and she shut her eyes tightly.
"OH BABY, MOMMY'S CUMMING AGAIN. KEEP FUCKING ME HARD. DON'T STOP. PLEEASE HONEY. DON'T STOP!"Karen demanded. She grabbed the back of Brad's neck and pull him down so her mouth by his ear.
As her son, Brad can tell his mother's different moods. Growing up, whether she was serious about school, friends, cleaning, or doing chores, her inflections and facial features were extremely telling. In this instance, her tone was unmistakable.
"BRAD MICHAEL ROGERS. UGH. DON'T STOP. UGH. UGH. Brad. UGH. UGH. UGH. SHIT. HOLY SHIT!!" Karen continued to yell.
The near 40-year-old mother was blabbering incoherently as she bear-hugged her only child. Brad kept thrusting his cock into her, but her strength and rigid convulsing made it difficult for him to keep up the pace.
Twenty minutes earlier, Karen and Brad were listening to few old Christmas tunes and putting up some white tinsel on their brand-new Christmas tree. The living room was filled with music and Christmas cheer. While putting Christmas bulbs on the tree, Brad accidently dropped a case the multicolored Christmas balls on the floor.
Brad got on his knees to pick up the bulbs that scattered underneath the tree. When he looked up, he got an eyeful of his mother's luscious backside while she was on her hands and knees. She was placing the green matting underneath the tall and colorful 8' tree. Brad's cock twitched at the sight before him. Her wide white bubbly ass in an extremely tight pair of green Christmas yoga pants was pointing straight at him.
The festive form fitting green leggings had red and white strips circling around from the waist all the way down to the ankles. The material was being stretched so tightly that Brad could clearly see the lining of her full back panties through the thin fabric.
Karen had no concept of what her arched large ass was doing to her son. While her upper chest was on the ground, she extended her arms to smooth out the carpeting around the bottom of the tree. Karen always had a sexy arch to her back and hips due to the years of dance class Brad's grandparents made her take growing up.
From his vantage point, the horny young son took in immaculate sights. Plump muscular hamstrings, sturdy calves, an ass that can make any man melt, suckable painted toes, arches that were begging to be to be licked, etc.
Once the green carpet under the tree was in place, Karen got the sense that Brad was ogling over the view behind her. A normal mother's reaction would be to immediately slap their son in the face for being such a dirty pervert. Instead, Karen smiled to herself, stuck her juicy ass up even higher in the air. Perhaps more mothers in the world should be so open and accepting.
Brad slowly brought his face inches away from his mother cotton covered ass crack. Karen rocked her body back and forth which caused her beautiful bottom to slightly tap Brad in the face. Brad head was lost in a trance as Karen feed into his overly active ass obsession.
Due to her work out regime and age, Karen's lower body had thickened into an ample bottom that resembled Franceska Jaimes and Kendra Lust. But her heavy tits and cute stomach from the waist up was more comparable to Sensual Jane. Karens face, neck, and hair a dead ringer for Denise Milani. Maturity has been extremely kind to the 39-year-old mother of one.
Suddenly, Brad grabbed the sides of Karen's hips and began licking and kissing over the thin stretchy fabric. Streaks of saliva began to form on the soft leggings as Karen giggled in excitement. Brad didn't even touch his cock and it was already jutting out like a missile and causing his gym shorts to tent out massively.
Just then, the song "Santa Baby" came on the Pandora radio station. Karen quickly jump to her feet and began sinking.
The cheerful mom grabbed the oversized red and white Santa hat that was on the arm of the couch and put it on. Karen danced around playfully and sang along with the radio. Brad still on his knees in lust as he watched his mother start to dance around in the living room.
Along with her enticing Christmas stripped leggings, Karen wore a white long-sleeved sweater top that also perfectly hugged her E cup tits. The clingy material caused her the bottom of the shirt to rise up and reveal Karen's fleshy mid-section.
Since Greg was not around for the day, Karen subconsciously decided to not bother wearing a bra underneath the clingy white top.
Brad couldn't keep his eyes off her swinging hips and bouncy breast. While dancing to the music, she pranced around the living room seductively. She grabbed a long piece of garland and started draping the entertainment center with the festive and colorful décor.
"Santa baby, forgot to mention one little thing, a ring" Karen sang, turned her son and winked.
Brad stood up and out stuck his brick hard boner underneath his shorts.
She started to seductively walk over to him as the end of the song approached. She slowly put her arms up over Brad's broad shoulders. While gazing into Brad's eyes, she cocked her head slightly, leaned in, and kiss her son delicately on the lips. Just like a normal teenager in love, Brad's large hands found themselves all over Karen's hips, butt, and lower back. Karen's tongue wrestled with Brad's as they fell into a doughy ball of love in each other's arms.
Karen abruptly spun around and grounded her ass into her son's crotch. The height difference between the two allowed for her to twerk her sweet apple bottom butt against his hard cock.
"So, hurry down the chimney tonight." Karen sang softly with the track.
Next to the scotch tape on the living room ottoman was a pair of scissors. Karen reached for the scissors and slowly cut a small hole between the massive swells on her chest.
Karen locked eyes with her horned-up son. She threw down the scissors, put her small delicate fingers in the new hole, and aggressively ripped her expensive sweater open. This caused Karen's natural creamy tits to spill out.
In seconds, Karen and Brad were upstairs in the middle of the king size bed fucking like animals.
*Creek *Creek *Creek *Creek
After Karen's body came down from another hard orgasm, she released her snake grip on her gorgeous hunk of a son.
Brad was still hard as a rock and lounged deep in his mother's vagina. Karen breathed deep a few times to regain her composure. Suddenly, Brad roughly worked his steel rod into Karen once and stopped. This got Karen's attention that Brad was not done using her tight pussy.
Brad slammed into her body one more time while looking down at his mother with lust filled eyes.
"Pound it." Karen said delicately to her baby boy.
Brad brought his hips so far back that his cock slid out of the wet warm slot. Hovering inches from the opening of his mother's pussy, Brad thrusted and slide back in. Once again, reaching all the way to the root.
"Pound it" Karen told Brad once again as he hit bottom.
Again, Brad slid his cock out to a point where it almost came out. Then, with more authority, slammed forcefully inside Karen. The headboard punched the wall.
"Pound!" Karen said a bit louder.
For some reason, his mother's instructions to pound away were driving him crazy.
The violet thrusts caused Karen's perfect natural tits to bounce and ripple. Brad dove in and began sucking away at her left tit as it rolled up and down. Brad did everything possible from release a sack full of warm cum into his mother's warm body.
Brad couldn't hold on any longer as his ass become a blur from overly aggressively fast fucking.
Karen wrapped her strong arms around Brad's neck and forcefully rolled him over onto his back. Once again, Brad was taken back by his mother's strength, especially when she was horny. Karen sat up on Brad's lap with his cock still lodged deep inside of her.
"Scoot your butt back honey. Sit up against the back board." Karen instructed while her perfect mommy cunt continued to water.
Brad did as he was told and felt his pending orgasm begin to subside. His long strong wet cock bobbed as he shifted himself to lean back against the headboard of the large memory foam mattress. After placing some pillows behind him, Brad was in position. Karen quickly sat back down on his lap and guided Brad's big dick back into Karen's matronly pussy. Her enormous big round breasts were directly in his beat red face.
"Brad, just relax and let your mom fuck the gooey ball juice out of your big bloated nuts" Karen said as she settled into a comfortable riding position. She leaned in and gave her son a quick motherly peck on the top of his forehead.
Brad instantly began grabbing and feeling his mother heavy tits. Karen looked his cute face as he looked like a kid in a candy store. He palmed the sides of her breast and gently pushed the round, curvy tits together. He let them go and watched them bounce slightly back into her natural position. Then he slipped his hand underneath them to feel the full weight.
"Slap them." Karen said sternly to her son.
"Be as rough as you want with mommy!" She continued.
Karen shifted her hips slightly, so she could feel his cock head bumping against the opening of her cervix. She lifted her arms to the back of her head, pulled her hair back, and slipped a hair pin to keep her gorgeous locks from getting in her face. Karen could feel his racing heart beat causing his engorged member to twitch and pulsating inside of her tight humid cunt. Her heavy tits shock and wobbled as she finished pinning back her hair.
"Brad. Do you think your mommy's a slut?" Karen asked while Brad leaned in and started sucking her wide pink nipples. He didn't answer as he continued licking and sucking away at Karen's right tit that hung down in front of him.
Karen's motherly instinct kicked in as she placed her right hand behind Brad's head. She gently pushed the back of his head into her tit
"A FUCK DOLL" Brad said as he smothered his face in his mother's hefty tit.
"A blow-up fuck doll?" Karen said while focusing on grinding her hips a bit harder. Brad's extremely stiff penis twitched along with his rapid heartbeat.
"My mommy whore." Brad whispered while popping Karen's nipple out of his mouth and giving her right tit a hard slap. He smeared his face around which made his face and her chest wet with his own spit.
Karen jerked her hips forward hard and glided her hips back faster. She repeated this fuck motion for a while.
"GOD MOM! Your pussy is so wet. I can't get enough of you." Brad was having an out of body experience with his mother large breasts. He didn't know up from down or right from wrong. All he knew was that he needed to suck and maul his mother's breasts and cum. Karen's hips grinded on as the heat between the two began to grow.
"Did I get you all hot and bothered in the living room earlier?" Karen whispered while she began to bounce hard on her son's lap.
"You like mommy jacking your cock off with her warm...wet...CUNT"
Brad grunted loudly and grabbed a hand full of his mother's ass as it bounced hard. Brad tried to talk, but was not able to form any words. Karen's bouncing heavy tits tossed Brad's focus into a trace.
"My walking hard on of a son. What am I going to do with you? I should just walk around with short skirts to give you easy access from now on. UGH. Would you like having easy anytime access to mommy?
Brad was on the verge of passing out from the dirty talk and hard pounded his mother was giving him.
"FUCK! Suck my tits son!"
Karen's eyes began to tear up from the overwhelming lust she was feeling. She placed her hands on either side of her massive spit-soaked tits and pressed them together. This caused her meaty breasts and bright wet nipples to puff out in front of Brad's face.
*SLAM
*SLAM
Karen dropped her large fit mommy butt down on Brad's lap. The bed springs and box frame whined as Brad put his palms on his mother's hips to help her keep her balance while bouncing hard and quick.
*SLAM
*SLAM
"Fuck mom" Brad gasped as Karen's butt slammed into his lap repeatedly.
With all the guys Karen has been with sexually, she never had an urge to fuck with such passion and charge. After several months of this dirty incestuous relationship with her son, she felt even more committed to his love and pleasure.
"I love you Mom." Brad said, letting his mother control the situation.
"I love you to Brad. UGH. I love you so much." Karen's voice cracked as a bit more tears quickly filled her eyes.
"AHH. MOM. I AM GONNA CUM HARD. FUCK. SLAM YOUR SEXY ASS."
"That's right baby. Cum in your bad mommy. I need your thick creamy load NOW." Karen whispered softly as she looked up to the ceiling.
"CUM! NOW! FUCK!" Karen pleaded as she whipped her body all around.
Brad grabbed his mother's fleshy butt cheek with his left hand. With his right hand, he reached up to grab the back of the Karen's head and pulled her hair back.
Karen's wide motherly hips went into overdrive and thrashed fiercely back and forth. The back of the headboard shook against the wall as Brad hung on for dear life.
"OH GOD I CAN FEEL IT! UGHHHHH!!! MOOMMMMYYYY IIISSSS CUMMMMINNNNGGG WWIIITTHHHH YOOOUUUUUU!!!!!!" Karen yelled at the top of her lungs.
Instinctively, she began sobbing and gripped her son in her arms with all her might. She continued to violently jerk her lower body to milk out of every ounce of cum out of Brad's balls.
The king size bed convulse with the power of Karen's expert fucking. Karen lovingly placed her cheek on top of Brad's head and continued to bear hug her son. Brad's cock spit repeatedly and Karen felt every warm gooey shot.
"fuuucckkkk. Fill me up. I feel your sperm honey. OH GOD!" Karen exhaled as her body twitched beyond control.
Brad shut his eyes tightly as load after load fired hard from his big dick. He grunted with every shot that spewed out and couldn't help but drool into his mother's milky tit flesh. Karen's body shivered as if she was going through hypothermia.
The mother and son stayed like that for several minutes. It took some time for them to regain composure and their breath.
Whatever thick semen didn't cling to Karen's vaginal walls, seeped out and ran down over Brad's twitching balls as she sat on her son's heated lap.
Karen grabbed the side of Brad's head and began to pull him away from her heaving chest. She looked down and there were thick water strings of spit that was connecting between Brad's face and Karen's heavy chest. This caused them both to giggle and laugh. Karen kissed her son passionately on the lips and peeled herself off of him. She rolled on to her stomach and reached for her phone that was on the night stand. Brad slowly moved over toward his mother and laid his head on her plump butt cheek as if it were a pillow. Greg's text message was displayed bright on the lock screen of her iPhone.
"Should be there in a few minutes. I'm starving. Love you." Karen read the message to herself and noticed that it was received 15 minutes ago.
"GUYS! Where is everyone?!!" Greg yelled as he put down his briefcase on the dining room table. Greg noticed the Christmas bulbs on scattered on the floor and the garland all over the living room.
In the destroyed king size bed, Karen and Brad looked at each other in horror. Karen ran into the master bathroom and Brad jolted to his room around the corner.
***
The wild incestuous relationship between Brad and Karen had rekindled to new heights since the fall semester was now over. Karen carefully handled their aggressive relationship during the school year over the last few months. She couldn't risk relying on Brad to be smart enough to cleverly hide their secret from his father.
Still being a mature and responsible parent, Karen made sure to keep Brad focused on his first semester at Dartmouth. The loving mother came up with an incentive plan to motive him into having a successful start to his college experience. Such motivations included extremely wet handjobs, blowjobs, oily titjobs, and assjobs, depending on the grades he brought home throughout the semester.
The only thing that was off limits was having actual intercourse with her pussy and ass.
It was her only rule. No sex until he came home with his final grades for the semester. Naturally Brad protested but understood. The deal was just as hard for Karen was she was just as sexually energized as he was. However, as long he kept his grades up and put 110% focus on projects and the upcoming baseball season in the spring, she would make sure he was sorted out properly.
Karen would decide and initiate most of the nasty acts they would engage in throughout the school year.
The day before Thanksgiving break, Brad happily came home with his cultural geography test results. It was his only night class of the week and he got home late in the evening. Greg had poker night with his buddies on the other side of town.
Karen dressed in a cozy cotton pajama set and was paying some bills online at the dining room table. The PJ combo were light loose fitting pants and a long sleeve button down. She had her hair pinned up and eye glasses on while she typed away on laptop. She had her cut size 5 feet propped up on the seat next to her and her legs crossed at the ankles.
Brad placed the Geography exam on the laptop keyboard in front of Karen.
"Baby. That's incredible. A 96!!" Karen jumped up and hugged her son for doing such a great job.
"Go grab a shower and we'll watch a movie tonight. Cause for celebration." Karen sat back down and casually resumed working on her laptop.
"Oh yeah? What could there be anything else involved with celebrating." Brad asked, hoping for a naughty answer that would no mother would dare say to their son.
"Well, how about I make a carrot cake with vanilla frosting. Your favorite. How does that sound?" Karen answered back.
"Cake? That's it?" Brad asked slightly annoyed.
"What do you mean cake that's it?! You could have nothing, and I can say that we demand you to get good grades. In life, you're not going to get a cake every time you do something good." Karen lectured her son.
"No no. The cake is great. Trust me. I will eat the shit out of that cake. But..."
"You watch your mouth young man." Karen sternly cut him off.
"...I was hoping you would...you know?" Brad walked around and behind his mother's sexy body. Brad started massaging Karen's shoulders and neck with his big strong hands.
"You were hoping I would what?" Karen said bluntly pushing her son's hands away.
"Where's dad?" Brad asked as he kicked off his Nike sneakers.
"Who?" Karen asked as a smirk formed on her face.
Brad sat down in the chair where Karen had her feet up on. He grabbed both of her feet and put them on his lap. In an effort to make his mother relax more, he started rubbing her right foot. He pressed two of his strong thumbs in her sexy arches.
"Are you feeling frustrated?" Karen ask while writing a few numbers down.
"Uh huh." Brad said while he continued to rub his mother's feet.
"Stressed with your college classes?" She continued while not paying much attention to him.
"Yes mom."
"And mommy isn't giving her boy enough attention lately?" Karen followed but still focused more on the bills.
Brad was getting hard rubbing her feet. He raised one of her legs up and began grabbing at her sexy strong calves. He lowered his face to her propped-up leg and began kissing her foot. This caused Karen to moan slightly. She was extremely turned on by the foot rub, but also loved playing coy with her son.
"That's enough young man. Go get showered hon. Hurry up."
While in the shower, Brad decided to trim his pubic hair around his cock and balls just as his mother preferred him to do. Even though his mother was giving him mixed signals, he was old enough now to know to always be prepared.
Once Brad finished showering, he walked into the living and plopped onto the couch. He had on a tight white Ralph Lauren undershirt and a pair of loose fitting knit boxers. His legs were so muscular, the hem of the boxers rode high on his thigh. This was normal attire for Brad to wear around the house, and Karen loved it.
Brad noticed his mother was no longer sitting at the dining room table. Suddenly, he smelled the delicious aroma of baked goods being prepared in the kitchen.
Karen walked in from the kitchen and Brad was taken back by what she was wearing. She had on an apron that had "Number 1 Mommy" printed on the front and a pair of black transparent pantyhose that came up to her mouthwatering mid-section. The sheer stockings accented her matronly wide hips as she walked over slowly towards her son. She did not have a formal top except for the apron. Her large mommy tits sway freely while displaying massive amounts of side boob and cleavage. As she swayed her hips left and right while walking, her big soft breasts wobbled and jiggled under the apron.
Brad stared at her in disbelief. She decided to untie the apron and let it fall to the floor. Her entire chest was fully exposed, and her erect suck-able nipples stared Brad right in his face.
Karen turned around slowly to reveal that the seductive sheer pantyhose was open in the back. Both of her bubbly ass cheeks protruded out the cut outs. The sexy under garment had a thong sewn in, so the thin material ran up her butt crack. She put her hands on her hips and presented her obscenely looking backside to her baby boy. The pantyhose was designed to be a butt lifter for any women who needs help in that department. Fortunately, this just made Karen's already well-endowed back side look inflated.
"Spank me."
Brad did not hesitate and began spanking his mother's exposed ass cheeks. He followed by grabbing handfuls of mature flesh. Karen let him manhandle her thick globes while keeping her hands high up on her wide hips. She stood tall with her legs, feet, and thighs pressed together.
"Spank me!" Karen yelled.
Brad spanked each curvy milky sphere hard.
Over the next 60 seconds, Brad spanked his perfect mother's ass through her pantyhose. Each time he connected with his large hands, he followed up with a strong kiss over each bubbly butt cheek.
"Now kiss and lick your mother's ass cheeks." Karen instructed.
Her son was in an ass-filled hypnotic trance. The kinky mom could have likely told her son to kill his father when he got home with a shotgun, and Brad would have agreed just out of pure lust.
For the next 5 minutes, Brad ran his tongue and lips all over his mother's heavenly butt. He grabbed the sides of fatty glutes and pressed them together. This caused her butt cheeks to swell larger and made her butt crack even deeper.
Not saying a word, Karen turn around to face her horny son and got down on her knees. She reached for the hems of Brad's boxer shorts and pulled them off roughly.
"See what happens when you put your all into school and work. You see results." Karen said as she cupped her son's heavy scrotum with her soft tender right hand. She placed a small blanket at the foot of the couch to catch any bodily fluid that may get away from her.
Brad's cock slowly hardened into a steel pipe as Karen rubbed and fondled the large nut sack.
Karen aggressively pinned Brad's rigid member to his stomach. This allowed an unobstructed access to his heavy sperm filled bag.
The married mother spent the next 10 minutes giving Brad's large oversized nut sack a good tongue bath. Up, down, and side to side, Karen rubbed her warm slick tongue all over the place. She focused solely on his oversized balls, upper thighs, and around the base of the penis.
She often stuck out her tongue and simply ran it over ball bag. Clearly, Karen was enjoying being dirty and messy. She drooled some extra saliva onto his manly nuts and then gently began rubbing the right side of her face gently against his scrotum like a cat in heat.
"It feels like you have an ocean of milk in these plump balls." Karen said seductively, now rubbing her left cheek softly against his nuts.
Karen rubbed her entire face up and down Brad's scrotum. He never felt anything like it. It was as if she was worshipping everything between his legs.
"You are so sexy. Keep doing that mom." Brad whispered as he looked down in awe of his sexy mother shoving her face all around his low hanging sack.
Karen sucked both egg shaped balls into her big mouth and pulled her head back. She didn't let go so the skin of Brad's scrotum stretched obscenely. She locked eyes with her son and lightly jerked her head left and right.
"You suck my balls so good." Brad said in between deep inhales and exhales.
"Baby, do me a favor? Sit on the couch and hold the legs back." Karen said in between ball sucks.
"What?" Brad asked confusingly. He thought for a moment that she was done.
"Do what your mother tells you pookie. I can stop right now if that's what you want." Karen said rather sternly.
Brad slouched back on the couch, hoisted his leg into the air, and grabbed the back of his knees. Karen placed her soft hands on Brad rock hard hamstrings and helped press his legs back. It was then Brad realized what his mother had planned.
"Are you ready?" Karen asked, but did not wait for an answer.
Brad thought his heart was going to pound through his chest. Karen dove face first into Brad's ass and taint area. Some of the spit that soaked Brad's balls ran down and slowly hit Karen's perfectly messy face as she tongue-fucked her son's ass.
For a few months now, Karen had shown Brad how to properly "man-groom" himself to her liking; something Greg adamantly refused to do.
"Fuck. The cake. Let me go check on it. Don't you dare move." Karen jumped to her feet and shuffled back towards the kitchen. Her fatty ass swells, still streaked with drying saliva, jumped and jiggled as she ran into the kitchen.
Brad did his best to not move as Karen raced back into the room after checking on the carrot cake.
For another ten minutes, Brad had his legs in the air while he slowly jerked his steel meaty cock. Karen ran her tongue from her son's asshole to his balls and then spit wads of saliva on Brad's purple headed cock. Then the overly-affectionate mother popped Brad's cum-filled nuts back into her mouth and sucked. She latched onto one individual portly testicle at a time and made sweet passionate love to it with her warm wet mouth. She made a loud audible pop as she pulled off the one egg before switching to the next.
Not wanting to completely ignore his aching cock, Karen gave it a few tugs as she continued the assault on his ass. Karen had to use her left hand to cup and hoist his heavy scrotum so that she can full service his taint area.
She dove back down and engulfed his ballooning balls in her warm mouth again. Her head bobbed fast and hard with the same vigor as if she was sucking a cock.
"MOM! God damn. You're killing me. That feels amazing!" Brad said on the verge of passing out from his mother's oral attack.
Brad couldn't hold on for another second as he couldn't get passed the fact that his beautifully raunchy mother was practically making love to his balls, taint, and asshole. A few hard sucks made his balls stretch so much that it looked like she was going to tear the sack right from his body. Karen felt her baby boy's testicles tighten in her hot sucking mouth but kept on at it.
The horny son scooted toward the edge of the couch and planted his feet on either side of his overly affectionate mother.
"Mom. SHIITT. I am going to explode soon. I have to cum. I can't take anymore." Brad warned as he felt his cock balloon.
"USE MY WHORE MOUTH LIKE A JERK OFF SOCK!" Karen said as she popped his balls out of her mouth one last time and sat back on her heels.
Karen stretched her mouth open extremely wide. A river of saliva ran down Karen's chin and onto the blanket on the floor. Brad's rock-hard penis pointed straight up and he sat on the edge of the couch.
Brad forcefully grabbed handfuls of his mother's hair. Karen knew what her son needed to do and braced herself. She loved getting manhandled by her strong young man.
With his left hand buried and gripping Karen's beautiful chestnut hair, he reached with his right hand and cupped her chin. With that grip, he was able to better leverage her head on his cock. Clearly worked up, Brad showed no mercy and Karen didn't want him to.
Brad pulled his mother's head down and placed his steel rod deep into her mouth. Karen extended her hands down on the blanket, so she was comfortable on her hands and knees.
"ohh mmmooommm." Brad moaned loudly he felt his cock head tongue the back of Karen's soft throat.
Wet slaps and gargles screamed loud from Karen's open mouth as Brad started violently jerking his cock off with her throat. Her hair flew all around as her head was being whipped up and down his cock. The blanket at the foot of the couch was getting completely soaked from the amount of salvia that was being spilled from Karen's wet mouth.
"UGH! I love fucking your face mom. That dirty whore mouth is going to make my balls pop." Brad demanded. Karen was proud of her son that he was finally getting into raunchy dirty talk.
He grunted like a wild bear running at top speed as his cock smacked against the back of Karen's throat. Karen had gone limp to allow her head to serve as a jack off toy.
Brad body tightened as he continued to whip her head up and down like a madman as he came hard. The crown of his dick head was hitting tight areas of his moms throat. The angle it tough for Karen to swallow her son's cum. Cum and drool ran down Brad's shaft onto his neatly shaved pubic hair and balls.
Karen coughed as she came up for air. Jizz and saliva spilled down her chin as she gasped for air.
"Did my baby boy like his reward?" Karen struggled to say as she smiled glowingly through the saliva and semen. She leaned forward and delicately gave Brad's groin area little peeks and kisses.
"I better go check on your cake." Karen picked up the towel and wiped her chin and top of her chest. She stood up in her high heels and kissed her son on the forehead.
"Clean up this mess before your father gets home." Karen said in her best motherly demanding voice.
"And I want you to finish that foot rub later on during the movie"
Brad watched his slutty mother walk away.
***
Greg, Karen, and their son decided to go the gelato place in town after Wednesday night dinner. Greg got up to use the bathroom, leaving Karen and Brad alone at the small table.
"Hey mom. Do we have any big plans for Christmas Day?" Brad asked sipping at his chocolate malt.
"Aunt Trish and Uncle Donny are coming over with your cousin Joey for Dinner. Who by the way turns 18 on Friday." Karen said while enjoying her mango gelato.
"Oh ok. I forgot" Brad sipping at his malt drink.
Donny and Brad grew up very close being similar in age.
"Your dad also wants all of us to go to church for Christmas. He said he wants to start going again as a family."
"Yikes!" Brad winked at his mother.
"Shut it." Karen said with a smirk on her face knowing it would be hard for them to confess some of the dirty sins her and Brad have been committing lately.
"Could you imagine Father Johnson's face if I said I was committing incest with my son? I can tell him about the time you dressed me up like Jessica Rabbit and fucked me up the ass while in that tight red dress." Karen looked up and put the spoonful of gelato in her mouth. She winked back at Brad and sucked hard the end of plastic spoon.
"Either he would die of a heart attack in the confessional or pop a hard one." Brad said as his cock twitched in response to Karen's confession.
"HA. I doubt the latter. But wouldn't it be hot if he couldn't help but touch himself as I described you hammering your delicious meat up my fertile womb." Karen smiled and gave a wicked sinister smile.
"I have an idea. What is the record of the amount of times you have ejaculated in one day? Either with me or by yourself." Karen inquired.
"ummmm. I don't know. I don't think I've ever counted." Brad thought but couldn't recall.
"If your record is with another girl, I am going to stab your face with this spoon and you're walking home while you bleed." Karen said while pointing the white plastic spoon at him.
"HA! No. I think it's 4. I think it was that day over the summer when we had watched dirty pornos together." Brad said confidently.
"Oh yeah. That was hot. I was soar for a few days but it was worth it. There is a lot of new freaky smut out there nowadays. I was surprised to see how many incest sites, roleplay models, and erotic fiction there was." Karen lowered her voice as she mentioned the taboo websites they visited. They browsed some different fetish sites and got some kinky ideas to express their lust.
"Yeah a lot of perverts roaming around like us. Imagine how much money they make? Imagine how much money WE would make." Brad said half-jokingly.
"Yeah right. Never mind that. Well let's say we try and break your record this Sunday. We still owe you big for bringing home all A's in your first semester. I can't think of anything better to give my young man for doing so great in school."
"SUNDAY! That's like 4 days away Mom." Brad nearly dropped his malt milkshake.
Karen saw Greg coming back from the bathroom.
"Quiet you. It will be worth it, trust me. Let's try to go for 5 on Sunday." Karen said and stared at her son affectionately. Brad looked over at his father walking towards them.
"5 times mom? Sounds like a challenge. Are you sure you're not going to get tired on me?"
"You know how competive I can get son."
"Oh I know. Are you going to let me finish where ever I want?" Brad asked
"You're a pervert, you know that." Karen smiled.
"Learned it form the best." Brad quickly answered back.
"But you have to promise me that you'll wait to cum. No beating that large slab of meat yourself, do you understand?" Karen said as she scooped a bit of her gelato and flung it at Brad's face.
"HEYYY" Brad said trying to dodge the incoming glob of gelato.
"What did I miss?" Greg happily asked as he picked up his melting plain vanilla ice cream.
"Oh nothing. Just planning how I am going to drain our son's nuts dry this Christmas Sunday." Karen thought to herself.
***
*Cum #1 -- 7:00am -- Before Dad wakes up
Christmas eve morning came quicker than expected. Brad felt the same rush he did when he was a kid growing up. He remembered Christmas mornings tearing through presents, playing football in the snow with her father, and most importantly, having warm memories of his caring mother showering him with love.
Karen woke up early, got out of bed, and turned off her alarm so it wouldn't wake up Greg. She knew that Greg wouldn't be up for another hour or so and decided to get a head start on the day. Karen brushed her teeth and made her veggie protein shake. She passed the glorious Christmas tree that was in the living room and stopped to take in its beauty. She began to tear a bit figuring that there wouldn't be that many more family Christmas's now that Brad was officially in College. The empty nest syndrome it not easy to overcome.
Karen looked down at the presents under the tree and came up with an idea.
In the basement, Karen kept a large box tucked away marked "taxes 2015" underneath the stairs. She figured it was safe because she handled all aspects of the family finances.
The large cardboard box held all her naughty outfits and toys that she bought specifically for her new sexual resurgence. All the little stringy thongs, see-thru nighties, corsets, garters, stockings, and slutty hooker dresses that she would not wear for her boring husband anymore. Karen often looked online for new exciting bathing suits and lingerie that would entice her baby boy. She pulled out a pair of leather thigh boots that had large dried up streak of cum on them."Shit. I have to clean these" She said as she held them up.
Karen reached deeper into the box and pulled out a few unopened items that she thought might be perfect to get the day started. Closing up the box, Karen ran upstairs to grab a quick shower.
About 20 minutes later, Brad slowly woke up to Karen kissing him on his collar bone, neck, cheeks, and forehead.
"Brrrraaaaddddd" Karen whispered in between sensual kisses on his forehead.
"Wake up my sexy little man. Merry Christmassss." She said while giving him a very unmotherly like kiss on his lips.
Brad wiped his eyes and focused on the matronly beauty sitting next to him on his bed. Karen had on a white satin robe and her hair was simply tied back in a medium high pony tail. She didn't have time to put on any make up. Even without make up, her face glowed in the morning light that was shining through the bedroom window. Her naturally beautiful complexation was as much of a turn on to Brad as were her motherly soft curves.
Slowly, she got on her knees alongside her son's body and started to untie the sash. She let robe part down the middle to give her son a glimpse of what she was wearing underneath. Her familiar perfume quickly filled the area around the bed and gave Brad an overwhelming euphoric feeling.
Karen wore a pair of red crotchless thong panties and a green strapless seamless cotton bandeau top. The tight top was two sizes too small for her busty chest and caused her milky cleavage to form a deep canyon of flesh. There was so much skin that was exposed that she felt practically naked. The material just covered the lower third of her chest and her soft tits bulged out obscenely. The top of her bright pink areolas peeked out slightly and her entire chest looked like they could completely pop out at any movement.
She let her soft robe fall to the floor as she slowly walked over to the bedroom door to make sure it was locked. Brad's morning hard on became uncomfortably stiff and strand against the material of his tight boxer briefs.
Karen's ass in the red g-string panties looked amazing. With each step she took toward the door, each bubbly ass cheek lifted and dropped. Brad fished out his swollen cock from his underwear while never taking his eyes off his mother's deep ass crack swallowing up the tiniest thong material.
Greg groaned and stretched as he started to wake up. He turned towards the middle of the king size bed and reached out with his left arm in hopes that he could spoon his lovely wife. He lifted his head off his pillow and saw that Karen was gone. Turning back to his side, he saw that his alarm clock read 6:50 AM.
"A few more minutes. Just a few more minutes." Greg said to himself. As he shut his eyes to go back to sleep, he heard a faint but consistent knocking coming from somewhere in the house. He opened eyes slightly and stared at the ceiling.
With his boxer briefs pulled across his athletic thighs, Brad looked down at his enormous morning boner getting man handled by his perfect mother.
Brad had his legs slightly spread so Karen could sit on her knees between them and work her magic. His legs draped over her knees as Karen hovered over his crotch.
Karen left hand massaged and pulled at her son's full balls while her right hand roughly jerked the shaft. Her strong hand was an oily blur. She stopped to apply more lube. Karen drizzled a few healthy drops top on the piss slit and let the watery substance trickle down the crown and onto Brad's long thick shaft. She inched a bit closer and resumed jacking his cock off. Wet squishy sounds filled the room.
Karen stood tall on her knees and focused all her attention to beating her son's cock and balls. Brad breathed heavily and stared at his practically naked mother jerking his dick. Her extremely small green bandeau top was disappearing in her fleshy cleavage as she arched over her son's body.
The swells of Brad's mother's fat E tits were rippling as her arm whipped up and down his cock. Brad looked at his mom's ballooning breasts hoping to not miss them pop up out of her ridiculous top.
"What is that noise?" Greg thought to himself. Still half groggy and sleepy, Greg heard a faint constant knocking. He tried to think of what could be making that banging. However, he quickly fell back to sleep.
"UGH! And you didn't masturbate, right?" Karen asked Brad as she rode him roughly. The headboard of Brad's bed was slightly banging against the wall.
"No mom. UGH! but It was really tough the past couple of days." Brad confessed feeling the weight of his mother's lower body pound onto his now solid rod.
"I know baby. But you'll see that it will be all worth it. FUCK!" Karen cursed and shuttered a bit as Brad meaty dick hit a sensitive of her clit unexpectedly.
Feeling confident, Brad grabbed his mother's wide powerful hips and gripped them hard. He controlled the pace and bounce his mother up and down with vigor. Karen kept on her seductive thong and tight top. Brad's cock was penetrating her in between the small slit opening of the naughty garment.
"We have to hurry baby. Your father will be up soon." Karen said as she leaned close to her son's face.
"Who?" Brad asked facetiously and smiled.
"Funny mister. Are you saying you want your father to walk in seeing his wife and son fucking? Would you want him to watch while we engaged in the raunchiest incest imaginable? I can tell him our son's cock hit depth that no man has ever hit before." Karen said as a mini orgasm hit the back of her brain and shocked her entire body.
Karen felt Brad's steel cock felt and twitch while she whispered her dirty thoughts to him. Especially when she said the word "incest".
Brad listened to his mom while she dirty talked. He moved his hands all around Karen's ass, hips, lower back, and tits through the green top. He squeezed and probed every fleshy part he can get his hands on. She placed both hands on Brad's chiseled chest and pressed her arms together to bulge her creamy boobs out even more under the strapless top. This caused her deep yummy cleavage to bulge out even more.
"I should tell your father that I'm only giving you a Christmas card this year. I would hand him the card before giving it you. I'd force him to make him read out loud what I wrote."
"What would it say mom?" Brad said while getting visibly worked up.
"GOD I am so fucking perverted. I would write things no mother should write. Or maybe some do and don't have the guts to write."
"What mom? Please tell me" Brad said while staring up at his beautiful mother.
She leaned in close to Brad face and began breathing heavier.
"It'll say. Dear Brad, Mommy will be your wife for the holidays. My body, heart, and soul belong to you." Karen whined loudly and then smashed her lips forceful against Brads. Her body stiffened and shook as her own words and thoughts made her cum.
Greg opened his eyes again and looked over and it was now 7am. He realized he should get up and start getting for 9am mass. Suddenly the knocking Greg heard earlier became a little louder and more prominent.
"Is that the washer or dryer?" Greg said under his breath.
Karen and Brad looked deep in each other's eyes and once again, fell into a loving haze where nothing in the world mattered but the two of them together. Every few seconds, Karen would lean down give her son a wet steamy French kiss. She rolled her hips back and forth hard as their tongue wrestled with each other. Karen's pussy juices provided the perfect lube to allow her to glide hard with ease.
"The treadmill. Karen must be on the treadmill again. I have to fix that that thing" Greg convincingly thought to himself. Picking up his iPhone off the night stand, he turned off his alarm that was set to go off at 7:15am. Greg suddenly felt his stomach turn and he realized that it was that time for his daily morning bowel movement.
Luckily for Brad and Karen, Greg went into the bathroom that was an extension from the master bedroom. In the master bathroom, the thrashing and banging that they were causing was virtually unnoticeable.
Shaking the butterflies from her love drunk head, Karen looked up at the headboard and quickly got annoyed.
"We have to get you another bed." She said matter-of-factly as her wet pussy never let up its assault. Karen's hot cunt juice dripped down and soaked Brad's extremely hard cock and bloated balls.
Brad looked down at Karen's tight-fitting bandeau top. The bottom lining was being tucked just under her large bulging breast. The top lining hung on for dear life as Karen's massive tits bounced and shook in the tight confines. He looked down at his cock ramming between the small slit in the lacy panties. Karen sweet smelling hair hung down around his head as she fucked her boy hard. Brad put his hands on his mother's sexy slim waist.
"I think we need to go to IKEA and see if they have a nice bed frame. Something that doesn't creak. Like one of those modern style ones." Karen said as if she were thinking out loud. All the while fucking and smothering her son's face with her heaving cotton covered chest.
Brad needed to cum and he needed to cum badly. All this visual and verbal stimulation was too much for him to take. Especially since he had not cum in a few days. He decided to get up and move this fuck session to the floor.
"Maybe we can pick up some...whoa!" Karen said as Brad pushed his mother's sweaty body off him and got off his bed. He quickly grabbed and laid his down comforter on the bedroom floor. His dripping long thick cock bobbed around as grabbed his mother by the hand and guided her to lay on her back.
Brad pushed his mother's tan gorgeous legs together, and off to the left side of her body. She shifted her body quickly onto her side and angled her fleshy right hip, thigh, and hamstring at her son. Brad grabbed his pulsating rod and lined himself up to get back into his mother hot hole. He dove between the crotch of her panties and sunk deep her steamy hole with one swift motion. Karen's eyes fluttered as she put her hand over her mouth. Brad hunched over the side of body and started humping a mile a minute. He hooked his strong arms around Karen's shoulder for leverage and really beat away her smoldering cunt.
Greg sat on the toilet and began texting his sister Trish. It's going to be great to get the family back together for church.
"Meet you guys at the St. Vincent's at 8:45. We all can go grab a bite afterwards if you want." Greg sent a few more texts to the rest the family and decided to hop into the shower.
"Spurt your creamy yummy semen. Use my pussy to cum honey." Karen said as she held her succulent legs out wide in a perfect split.
"UGH! I am going to cum mom. I can't hold it." Brad said in between grunts.
"Fuck me hard sweetie. HARDER. Doesn't mommy's pussy make you want to blow buckets of your gunky semen."
"Are you sure mom. It's going to be a lot." Brad babbled into his mother right shoulder.
"It better be. Convince me that I am nothing more than a filthy incest cum dumpster."
Karen felt her son's cock start to balloon. Brad groaned deeply and savagely fucked his mother hard as if he was trying to fuck her through the floor boards. He had his face buried in her sweaty neck and grunted like a bull. He looked down as Karen's bandeau top as it rolled up and down with her tits. His large full nut sack repeated slapped hard against Karen's thong covered ass.
Brad abruptly yelled directly into Karen's neck and slammed his cock as deep as he could go. Karen's 18-year-old son shot off an ocean of salty thick jizz deep her moist vagina. He arched his strong back and thrusted forward roughly. He touched bottom and grinded. Digging his cock into his mother's twat in between the crotchless fabric. Desperately trying to dump 4 days' worth of white cum as deep as humanly possible.
Karen's beautiful eyes and mouth shot wide open. She did her best to not scream at the top of her lungs. It has been a really long time since she felt such a big dick cum that much and that deep. Brad nested his face and mouth against his mothers' neck. His deep breathing, groans, and grunts were sending chills from her neck down to her feet.
"That's it." Karen encouraged her son as she felt each strong stream shoot out and bathe her cervix.
"That's it." She repeated as they began a light rocking motion during Brad's strong orgasm.
"Give mommy that allll your pent-up sperm." Karen said while pulling her legs back and higher.
He slowly collapsed and put all his weight down on his mother's perfect body. He continued to pump and rock spilling whatever thick contents remained.
Even as Brad laid motionless on his mother's body, she felt his penis buck and harden repeatedly.
"There you go my baby boy. Let it all out my love. Deep as you can." Karen said as she ran her fingers in Brad's soft hair.
***
*Cum #2 - Church
"Do we need to fix the treadmill?" Greg asked his beautiful wife as they sat in the large wooden pew. Greg held a bible in one hand while putting his phone on silent with the other.
"Sounded kind of loud this morning. You must have really been hitting it hard." Greg finished.
"Yeah, I was hitting it as hard as I could this morning. I really got a great workout in." Karen said crossing her legs in the wooden pew.
"I woke up to it. I'll look at it when I get home."
Karen felt her heart sink a bit while realizing that the sounds that Greg was hearing was her and Brad engaging in some raunchy incestuous fucking. She immediately felt horrible for Greg, but also felt a sudden dampness begin to form in her panties.
"I can't get over how tall you've gotten." Aunt Trish said to Brad as they stood outside the church.
Once inside, Brad sat down next to his mother and father just as everyone else was settling in.
"Why are we here?" Brad said out loud.
"Shhh. That's enough. We are going to do this as a family. No if, ands, or buts mister." Greg quickly replied.
Thirty minutes went by and it was time to line up for the white wafer. A Christmas tradition.
Karen and her son were last in line as one by one, each church goer ate the wafer.
"Put the phone away." Karen said sternly.
Brad annoyingly exhaled as he put his phone back in this pocket. He looked forward and focused his attention on Karen's backside.
"Well I definitely have other things that I can concentrate on" Brad said jokingly.
"Enough." Karen acting like a typical annoyed mother who can't keep control her of kid.
Karen looked forward for a few minutes as the line got closer to the priest. To Brad it seemed as if she was ignoring him. With one person in line left in front of Karen, she turned around and whispered back at Brad.
"Ok. When we get to the seat, I am going to say you are sick. Just follow my lead."
"Karen. My blessed child Karen. How are you and the family?" The older priest asked gleefully.
"We are great. You remember my son Brad." Karen asked as she turn and hooked her arm with Brad's
"Well of course. Look at you. You've grown into a fine young man from what I hear. I remember when you were 3 or 4 creating havoc during Sunday school. It is so great to see you both again."
The priest smiled handed the ceremonial toast to both Karen and Brad.
Karen felt a huge rush of lust overwhelm her while she stood in front of the priest with her tall and handsome new man. She felt slightly lightheaded from the sudden onset of love. With a gazed look on her face, she felt as if the devil jumped into her body. Standing in front of a man of God, her husband hearing her fuck her son this morning, and the rush of Brad standing next to her at the alter was way too much for her.
"Karen? You ok? You seem a bit faint."
"Yes father. I think I just need to go sit down."
Brad and Karen walked back to where the rest of the family sat.
"Brad still isn't feeling so well, we are going to run around the corner and get him some pepsid or something." Karen
"Here I'll give you him cash and he can go get it."
"No! I mean. No, I'll go with him to make sure he picks up the right stuff."
"Karen. Don't you think you're babying him just a bit?" Greg asked while sitting with Aunt Trish.
The loving mother ignored her husband and walked out of the church with Brad by her side.
A 60-year-old Walgreens employee walked out of the back door of the convenience store. In her hand was a large trash bag. She walked up the hidden trash compactor that was located against the rear of the store. She opened the side hatch and tossed the garbage. As she slowly turned to make her way back inside, she noticed a grey Lexus RX SUV parked alone in the last parking spot behind the building. The vehicle was violently shaking and bouncing around on its suspension. The prudish older woman realized right away what was going on inside. In disgust, she put her hand over her mouth and ran back inside.
"JESUS CHRIST! I am so fucking horny!!" Karen screamed as her body convulsed.
The whole idea of ditching church to fuck her son's brains out made Karen out of control. Her baby blue panties were bunched up in Brad's hand while she locked her hands around the back of her son's neck. Brad's khakis were down around his ankles while the two fucked in the back seat.
"CALL ME A FUCKING SLUT" Karen yelled.
"FUCKIN SLUT" Brad said while trying to hold up Karen loose dress.
It was as if the devil had possessed Karen's body.
"Oh my god mom. You such a filthy whore." Brad struggled to say as he felt his mother's powerful lower body bounce hard on his lap.
"That's right honey. Make me take your big dick. Treat me like I'm a tramp for acting this way."
"This is my fucking pussy. I own it and I want Dad to ask me permission to even think about it." Brad confessed added to Karen's lust filled thoughts.
"OHHHH MMMYYYY GGGGOOOOODDDDD" Karen screamed and put her right on the ceiling of the car so that her head wouldn't smack against it.
As she straddled her son, she looked down her helpless prey like a starving wolf. She imagined the conversation Greg and Brad would have regarding their twisted relationship. Her husband of 20 years asking their 18-year-old son if he would be allowed to touch his wife. Asking nicely for permission to even look at her that way. Karen felt another rush of perversion and fucked her son as hard as she could into the backseat of the SUV.
The horny mother and son fell into a 5-minute unconditional love filled sex cloud that can only be described as magical. Their bodies fucked in unison. A perfect mixture of fast and hard and then soft and sweet. She grounded her ass and whipped her hips on her son's hard erection.
Suddenly, Karen aggressively grabbed both of Brad's hands and put them over her throat.
"Choke me" Karen said knowing she needed to hurry things up a bit.
Brad did as he was told but couldn't enjoy and soak in the full scope of his mother's request. He had been on the verge of cumming for a several minutes and this put him over the edge.
"Mom. I am going to cum. Are you sure you're safe?" Brad asked while he loosened his grip.
"What? You wouldn't want me to see me strut around the house pregnant in the naughtiest and most obscene maternity lingerie. Or parade me around church while carrying your baby you dirty pervert." Karen slowed her bouncing a bit and threw her head back, feeling another wave hitting every nerve ending in her body.
"OHHH GOD I AM CUMMMMING AGAIN!!!" The kinky mother grinded her hips and blew her top. She whipped her head left and right and her hair flew around. Her raunchy language and Brad rock hard cock was making Karen cum over and over again.
Karen put her face against her son's while she caught her breath. She lightly pumped her hips and purred against his body. Brad felt her mom's pussy juice gush down and soak his balls.
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