1. Sleeping?


    Date: 12/27/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Cheating, Domination/submission, Incest, Males / Female, Young, Author: geilkoekje11, Rating: 93, Source: sexstories.com

    Mom pressed her hips into the sofa, warning me this was off limits. I redirected my palms underneath her, between her body and the sofa then inside her shirt, and roamed over the fleshy texture covering her tight abdominal muscles. I rolled her shirt up until her breasts risked exposure, though she was lying on them. Lydia coughed. One cough and I altered course again. I rubbed the sides of her tits, still underneath the shirt. I massaged back and forth along her ribs, back and shoulder blades. My fingertips dug in deeply, working the kinks out of her muscles. Mom rewarded me with cleansing, meaningful sighs. If it wasn't for the unfathomable acts I had already committed, I might have appreciated Mom showing me this relaxed side of her persona. I instinctively knew when I had pushed my limit with her unclothed exposure, pulling back my hands before she could do more than inhale for the next cough. Instead, I fixed her top in place and caressed her back and sides above the shirt. A few minutes later, I propped myself on my right leg and arm. With my left arm, I pulled Mom's left leg back onto the sofa and positioned her two legs together. I imagined Mom was curious but she remained 'distracted' until I slowly lowered my body on top of hers. My cock rested firmly between her butt cheeks and I supported my weight on my elbows. Lydia held off her reaction for a while, eventually resolving to close her eyes for a moment, murmur happily and wiggling and thrusting her ass against ...
    my rod. Next I hazarded a few kisses along the crux of her neck and shoulder. Mom pressed her body tenderly against me, showing really good muscle control and strength. "Hair," I whispered. It took her a second to carefully reach back and pulled her hair over her right shoulder then put her hand back in place. I went back to the track I'd started with my lips, working my way up to the crux of her jaw and neck then doubled back to nibble her ear. She was happiest when I tantalized that crux so I upped my tempo on that area, tongue-flicking and kissing it urgently. Lavishing attention on her jawline really turned her on. That realization came crashing down on my mind. I was openly sexually arousing my Mother. There was no pale illusion here. The second thing to occur to me was that Mom was being nice to me. We were in the same room and she hadn't bitched at me in an hour - a new World record. My oral attentions on my maternal unit weren't saliva-heavy. Her skin wasn't wet, or slimy, thus not cooling her flesh, increasing her comfort level for a long while. Finally she did cough, signaling me to stop. I didn't have time to formulate a new stratagem before Lydia began pushing her torso upward. I went with her, leveraging my body away. Mom moved her right arm down her side then brought the hand to rest strongly on my hip. She was restricting my movements. We went to all-fours before rocking back until my haunches rested on my heels and Mom was kneeling, her back snug to my chest. ...
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