1. Difficult Boy


    Date: 12/2/2016, Categories: Fantasy, Cheating, Erotica, Incest, Author: kristak, Rating: 87.5, Source: sexstories.com

    build. And now she saw he had a fair start on his father's big dick, also. And right now it was rock hard. It wasn't as big as her ex-husband's, which was a good 8 inches, but it was well over 6 inches already, and it looked just like Roger's. The same bulging purple head, the same rippled, veiny shaft, and the same heavy, ruddy ball-sack with which she was so familiar. The only major difference was the color of his pubes--a dark golden bronze, the same color as hers when she let them grow out. She had never considered that her young son would have a man's cock. No longer a boy's pee-pee as she had always referred to it, this was a cock. Certainly a lot bigger than the one she'd had in her mouth just a short time ago. I'd gag on that, was the unbridled thought that popped into her head. It felt like the moment lasted forever as she stared in stunned wonder, but in truth barely a second passed before Tommy took advantage of her hesitation. He bucked and twisted his body, throwing her off. Then they were grappling with each other, rolling on the floor in a desperate struggle to get the upper hand, their naked bodies a tangled, sweaty mess. Gretchen was in good shape, probably the fittest she'd been in her adult life, but slowly her son was proving too strong for her. Plus, despite her anger, she was being distracted by the raging hard-on pressing against her flesh. Finally, Tommy pinned her to the floor. He hovered above her, his face a grimacing mask of rage. He cocked a ...
    fist, preparing to punch her in her face. "If you hit me, I'll rip your balls off," she snarled. Tommy froze as he realized she had firm grip on his hanging testicles. They glared into each other's eyes, both panting heavily from the struggle. Neither blinked, and neither gave in. Gretchen squeezed his tender fruit menacingly. Finally, with gritted teeth, he slowly lowered his fist. She eased her grip but did not let go as he put his hand on her chest and pushed down hard, as if to demonstrate that he was not letting her up. She growled at the pain as her left tit was cruelly mashed. "Don't you ever raise a fist to me again. Me or any other woman," she warned. "You hit me first!" he yelled in her face. "I slapped your face for calling me a slut! If you call me that again I WILL slap you again!" "I saw what you were doing to that guy!" Perhaps if she weren't drunk, or perhaps if her long-awaited and much-anticipated carnal celebration weren't wrecked by a small dick and an intruding child, perhaps if she weren't so frustrated sexually, perhaps if he wasn't such a difficult boy... Perhaps if he didn't have such a lovely, big hard cock resting along her forearm as she clutched his balls... Perhaps if this perfect storm of frustration and aggrevation hadn't come together at this moment, her reaction would have been different. Of course, if all those things weren't true then she wouldn't even be here, tangled up in a naked wrestling match with her 14 year old son on his bedroom floor, ...
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