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Loving Son
All stories on this web site are purely FICTIONAL. The people depicted within these stories only exist in someone's IMAGINATION. Any resemblence between anyone depicted in these stories and any real person, living or dead, is an incredible COINCIDENCE too bizarre to be believed. If you think that you or someone you know is depicted in one of these stories it's only because you're a twisted perverted little fucker who sees conspiracies and plots where none exist. You probably suspect that your own MOTHER had sex with ALIENS and COWS and stuff. Well, she didn't. It's all in your head. Now take your tranquilizers and RELAX.
LOVING SON
(by Eros!)
I raised my eldest son to be liberal and broad-minded, but even I
was a little taken aback by something he did recently. I was also
thrilled!
Ever since Billy's father left me for a woman half his age and the
kids moved out of the house, I've been something of a confirmed
nudist. That includes sunbathing at the slightest opportunity. Anyway
it was a beautiful day and there I was by the pool, naked as the day
I was born, when I heard someone in the house.
I was just about to start yelling when I heard a familiar voice
and turned to see my 18-year-old son standing in the terrace doorway.
"Billy! Why didn't you call first?" I asked, embarrassed but
relieved.
"I, uh, was just in the neighborhood Mom, and thought I'd hit on
you for some lunch."
"Oh, I see."
I reached for a towel, but for some reason I stopped. After all, I
reasoned hastily, I'm in my own home and Billy's my most loving son.
When he just stood there looking at me, I decided to approach the
situation with humor. I shrugged as I said, "If you want to use the
pool, there's a new rule. No clothes allowed."
"Hey, no problem, Mom!"
To my utter amazement, Billy stripped off his clothes, strutted
right by me with his young cock flopping in the wind and dove into
the pool. He splashed to the other end like a happy dolphin before
motioning at me.
"C'mon in, Mom!" he called. "It's great!"
`I'll say', I thought as I dived in. I was thinking about a lot
more than the refreshing water as I swam towards my son. What had my
full attention was that tasty-looking prick he had hanging between
his tanned muscular thighs. It occurred to me, not for the first time
that day, that it had been some weeks since I'd gotten laid. The
deliciously depraved notion that my loving son Billy could take care
of his mother's "itch" was thrilling.
I was in the deep end now so I grabbed the diving board for
support. Billy splashed me playfully and horsed around a little,
laughing about how good it felt to be naked with his Mom. He said
there was something primal about it. Well, I didn't know about that
but I could tell he was definitely enjoying himself. That gorgeous
young cock of his was steadily getting bigger, and I knew it wouldn't
be long before something had to be done about it.
Personally, I felt a tingle between my thighs that turned to a
dull erotic ache as Billy did the back stroke to the far end of the
pool. His stiff prick was aimed at the sky all the way, and I
couldn't help wishing it was aimed right at my cunt!
Billy dove underwater and disappeared. I could vaguely discern his
lithe young shape moving toward me and then I jumped like a shot as
my legs were shoved apart and something slipped deep inside me. I
couldn't believe it! Billy was sliding his finger into me. The horny
little stud was his finger-fucking his own mother's pussy!
"What are you doing?" I gasped, when he came up for air.
"Ever fuck in a swimming pool, Mom?", he grinned.
I started to ask him all sorts of things about the forbidden
aspects of what he was suggesting. But what the fuck, I thought! Like
I said, I'd raised my kids to be liberal, and if that included
fucking their own Mom, I could handle it. Who am I kidding? Shit, I
loved the idea!
"Not yet!" I called back playfully.
"I understand, Mom," smiled Billy.
I watched as he dove and spread my legs wide as he came up under
me. However, instead of his finger this time, it was my son's face
that pressed between my legs. The feel of his hot tongue was a
wonderful shock in the coolness of the water, and I opened my legs as
wide as I could. My son was Licking my cunt underwater! It was an
erotic situation so powerful I almost let go of the diving hoard and
slid underwater myself!
But I held on until Billy surfaced again and grabbed the board
too. He hung beside me, all red-faced and out of breath but above all
excited about what he'd just done. He looked at me expectantly, and I
reached out and seized the shaft of hardness between his legs. His
eyes widened as I stroked his prick and slid closer, holding onto the
board with one hand. When I was close enough, he slipped a finger
between my thighs and diddled my love button. I trembled happily in
the noonday heat.
"Feels good doing this to each other, doesn't it, mom?"
"Ohhh, yessss, baby! It sure does!" I said, squeezing the fat head
of his cock.
I wanted to suck my son's prick, but much more than that I wanted
to feel him deep between my legs.
"But I know what would feel even better," I said breathlessly.
"Yeah?" he teased, moving closer. "What's that, Mom?"
"Your cock in my cunt!" I growled sensuously. "I want you to fuck
me so bad I can taste it, Billy!"
"Then hang on, Mom, because I'm gonna give you the ride of your
life."
Billy swung in front of me. grabbing the board with two strong
hands and slipping his long prick right into my waiting pussy. He
slid in with amazing swiftness, brushing past my clit and packing my
eager fuckhole with hard young cock. It was an incredible sensation,
made all the more unreal by the fact that we were hanging from the
diving board! But Billy had obviously mastered that position and
brought me off with only a few sharp strokes. Of course I was already
so aroused by his thoroughly taboo foreplay that my own finger
could've satisfied me fast.
I was amazed that I came before my son, but he wasn't far behind.
After his loud panting told me he was creaming inside his mother's
cunt he grinned and said next time he wanted us to cum at the same
time. And when was the next time? Right after lunch... on the
living-room floor!
The End.
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