1. Cheating with Mommy


    Date: 12/26/2016, Categories: Hardcore, Mature, Taboo, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: 80, Source: xHamster

    I'd already be eating your pussy.&#034 She frowned. &#034How's Kate?&#034 &#034She's great. She's doing her master's degree at night, remember? Only two more semesters to go. Working her ass off. I'm really proud of her.&#034 &#034That's good.&#034 She sat on the sofa and I immediately lay upon it with my head in her lap, grabbing the small pillow at the end to prop my head up so we could kiss while we talked. I kept reaching under her sweater and finally, with an exasperated expression, she unhooked and removed her bra. I latched my mouth on her nipple and began to suckle like she taught me, drawing as much of her breast into my mouth as I could, my tongue always at her nipple like she had always been at me as a teen, touching me, making me feel awkward. It wasn't until my nineteen or twenty that I understood, when I began reading stories about boys and their mothers. Fucking my mommy quickly became my favorite fantasy, one that she granted a few years later on a New Year's Eve we spent alone. &#034I love you, Mommy,&#034 I said, drawing my head back. &#034I love you too.&#034 I unfastened my pants. &#034I love my mommy so much,&#034 I said and grabbed hold of my dick. &#034Of course you do. You're my good boy, my baby boy.&#034 I rubbed my dick leisurely as it got hard. &#034I'm so glad you invited me here tonight, Mommy. I could feel your pussy calling to me last night. It hits me so hard sometimes when we've been apart three or four days, usually when I'm making love ...
    with Kim. I always think about you when I cum, I always always wish it was your pussy not hers. I imagine you watching and bite my lip to keep from babbling about how wrong what we're doing is, how she means nothing to me. She does.&#034 I paused and took Mommy's breast into my mouth to let her savor the moment, a very long moment. I was soon whining and bucking my hips slowly on the sofa, screwing my palm. Mommy laid a hand on my forearm and I thought she wanted me to stop, but she began patting me and I moaned again into her breast, my eyes rolling back in my head. Soon I began to whine in a series of high-pitched yips, my hips bucking furious in sporadic jerks. Overwhelmed, I spit out her nipple and licked at it, slowly circling my tongue around it, teasing her open milk duct. &#034Then I can't have sex with her.&#034 &#034I know, baby.&#034 &#034I wait till she goes to bed and lie on the sofa and play with my dick while I think about how much I love you, only that. Well, every now and then about other things. Sometimes I think about being with a man and think about how happy you'd be for me. I know you would.&#034 &#034If you ever want . . . God, I know you.&#034 She sat up straighter, shrugging me off some. I know you and I know you'd be happy. You just need to know what it's like. We've got half a closet full of clothes for you. Your hair's still beautiful. I'll pay to perm it again, and I'll pay for laser hair removal if you go out with five guys.&#034 &#034That's too ...
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