1. I Love You, Mommy 2


    Date: 4/6/2017, Categories: First Time, Mature, Taboo, Author: ajbasu, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    now, he always had an erection, an erection that I always wished I could feel and that made me horny to see. Pretending not to see it, impossible not to stare at it, I imagined it that night, when alone with my horny and lonely thoughts. While touching myself and thinking i****tuously about my son, I imagined him making love to me. Surely, I didn't think it was me, who was arousing him, I just thought he was a normal, healthy young man. Admittedly, seeing the bulge in his briefs made me as horny as it did curious, as to what his cock looked like now. Even though I briefly saw it when he whipped it out in front of me to pee, I never had a close, hands-on examination of it. Yet, but for a deep rooted desire to suck him off, I wrestled with my libido to put those sexual thoughts out of my mind. I was his mother, after all, and he was my son. "That feels so good, Mommy. You have great hands." "Relax, Joey. You're so tense," I said while thinking, turn over and I'll give you a happy ending. I imagined reaching my hand inside and surrounding his cock with my fingers. I imagined reaching down and cupping his balls, before slowly and gently stroking my son's cock as only a mother lovingly could. Then, when he was good and hard, when he was so excited that he was wild with passion for me, I'd lower my mouth to his stiff prick and take him in my mouth. Yet, I was the one who was tense. Suddenly having the overpowering urge to touch my son, I wanted to feel his cock. Whenever I gave ...
    him an innocent massage, I imagined reaching down his underwear, pulling out his cock and stroking him, before taking him in my mouth and sucking him off. What's wrong with me? I wanted to show him what truly great hands I had by reaching inside his briefs, wrapping my fingers around his cock, and giving him a hand job. I wanted to show him how only a mother could pleasure her son by leaning down and giving him a blowjob. Only, every time I thought those thoughts, a line that I could never cross, I'd admonish myself. Just as I was having inappropriate thoughts about him, thoughts that I dismissed as soon as I had them, I should have known when he wanted to give me a massage that he was having inappropriate thoughts about me, too. I should have turned him down, when he wanted to touch my tired body, but his hands felt so good on my shoulders, back, butt, and legs. I didn't think anything of it, when he seemingly and accidentally touched the side of my breast or came a little too close to my pussy, so close that his hand tickled my pussy hairs, while massaging my thighs. Matter of fact, more than once, when he started massaging my back and legs, he aroused me sexually and I was hoping he'd accidentally touch my breast or brush past my pussy. Always when he left my bedroom, I'd have to masturbate my desire for him away. "Oh, Joey, that feels so soothing. You're going to put me to sl**p." I remember that I did fall asl**p once and if I was sl**ping, at the very least, he must have ...
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