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Cathy stared out the window of the bus as mile after mile of the Sonoran Desert scrolled by. She was both excited and a little worried. She was headed from the small town of Duncan, Arizona near the New Mexico border to the big city of Phoenix. She had just graduated from high school, a school so small that there only 30 other students. She had been counting down the days to graduation ever since her Uncle Hugh had said that she could stay with him and his wife Michelle. Her uncle had even provided her with the bus ticket.

Hugh and Michelle had only been married a few years and didn’t have any children together. Uncle Hugh was married once before and had two grown kids from that marriage. Hugh and Michelle both had good jobs and made good money.

Cathy knew there was no future for her in Duncan. There weren’t any promising jobs and she’d fucked most of the boys and some of the dads in town. She wanted something new.

Uncle Hugh sent Cathy the money for the Greyhound ticket to Phoenix. It was a hot day in late May when Cathy boarded the air-conditioned bus for the four-hour ride to Phoenix. Cathy took a seat next to a window so she could wave goodbye to her mom.

Life had not been good to Carla. Her husband left her with three kids to raise on her own. Carla worked as an administrative assistant to the safety director at the Freeport-McMoran copper mine. It was a good job, but she didn’t make enough money to afford to send Cathy to college. As the Greyhound bus pulled out of the station, Cathy saw Carla crying and started to well up knowing that she wouldn’t see her mom for several months. But that sadness turned to bliss as Cathy realized that she was leaving Duncan for good!

Cathy was able to have the seat to herself for the entire trip because she took up most of the seat. Cathy was a very pretty girl. She had wavy strawberry blonde hair (like her mother) that framed her round, lightly-freckled face nicely. She had the bluest eyes in Duncan, bluer than even her mother’s. Cathy was a big girl (took after her father). She was just over five feet, six inches tall and weighed a little over two hundred pounds. She really wasn’t fat, just big. She had a big ass and massive tits.

As the Greyhound pulled into the Phoenix bus station, Cathy started to get nervous. She was never very close to her uncle and aunt. Uncle Hugh was her mother’s older brother. He had joined the Air Force when he graduated from high school and moved around a lot. He retired last year and got a job with an internet security company in Phoenix. Carla, Cathy, and the two younger kids visited once a few months ago and that’s when Uncle Hugh suggested that Cathy come to Phoenix when she graduated.

Uncle Hugh was standing behind several other people and waved at Cathy as she appeared in the bus doorway. Hugh wrapped his arms around Cathy and gave her a big hug, “Welcome to Phoenix! How was your trip?”

“It was fine,” she replied, “I’m glad they had Wi-Fi so I could watch a movie on my phone.”

The bus driver was unloading the luggage from the cargo bay under the bus. “Which suitcase is yours?” asked Hugh.

A little embarrassed, Cathy told him, “That big black one and the red one over there,” pointing out the two suitcases.

“Oh good, it looks like you will be staying awhile!” Hugh said cheerfully. He grabbed both suitcases and wheeled them to the truck. As he loaded the luggage into the bed of the truck, Cathy jumped up into the passenger seat.

“Is the mine still going strong?” Hugh asked about Carla, his sister. “How did your mom take your leaving?”

Cathy told him that the mine was doing well and about her mom crying as she left. They continued to chit chat for the short ride from Sky Harbor over to Tempe, the suburb where Hugh and Michelle lived.

Over the next couple of days, Cathy was able to get online and fill out some job applications. In no time, she was getting positive responses and even several interview requests!

That night at dinner, Michelle asked Escort bayan “Do you have any nice business clothes?”

“No, not really, mostly jeans and shorts.” Cathy said. “I have some slacks, a couple of dresses, and a few tops, but not anything that would be business clothes.”

“Hugh, why don’t you take tomorrow off and take Cathy to the Tempe Square Shopping Center to get her some nice outfits?”, suggested Michelle.

“How about it, Cathy, are you up for going on a shopping spree with your old Uncle Hugh?” he asked.

“Well, yeah, but, but I don’t want to inconvenience you.” Cathy stammered.

Michelle exclaimed, “It won’t be any problem at all. Your Uncle Hugh loves to shop!”

The next morning after some breakfast and coffee, Cathy and Hugh headed for the shopping center. They parked and went into a shop specializing in women’s clothing.

Cathy had never purchased business clothes before and was at a loss. Hugh found a clerk and asked her for some suggestions. The young woman led them to the plus-size suits. She asked Cathy her size.

“I am not sure, usually an XXL, so maybe a 16,” Cathy said without certainty.

The clerk found a rack of blazers and dress pants for Cathy to look through. Cathy found a nice single-button gray blazer with matching straight leg dress pants. The clerk also showed Cathy some tops that would go with the suit. Cathy picked out a black keyhole sleeveless top.

The clerk showed them to the fitting rooms and left. Cathy entered the first stall, pulled the light summer dress over her head, and stripped down to her bra and panties. She tried the top on first. It was a tight fit and soon realized she would need a larger size.

“Uncle Hugh,” Cathy called out, “could you please go get the size 18 in that black top?”

“Sure, be right back.” he quickly replied.

As Hugh walked away, Cathy tried to get the top off. It was stuck and she was afraid it would rip if she tried any harder.

Hugh returned with the top and handed it over the top of the fitting room door, “Here.”

“Um, Uncle Hugh? I have a problem.” Cathy said quietly.

“What’s up? What do you need?” Hugh asked.

“I can’t get the top off, could you please help me?” Cathy pleaded.

“Sure, no problem, just open the door.”

Cathy hid behind the door as she opened it allowing her uncle to enter. As the door closed, Hugh saw how tight the garment was around Cathy’s big boobs. He also couldn’t help noticing she only had on her panties, a black lace thong.

“You grab the front and I’ll pull from the back,” he instructed.

Together, they shimmied the top slowly up only to have it get caught by her large boobs.

Hugh pried his eyes off Cathy’s bouncing ass and moved around front to help. “Here, let me grab it,” he told her.

Hugh stuck his fingers under the bottom of the shirt with the backs of his hands pressed against the softness of Cathy’s tits. This was having an unintentional effect on his cock.

Hugh pulled up and out trying to get the top off. He met with success but also had grabbed her bra. Cathy stood before Hugh with her arms trapped above her head and the rumpled top and bra covering her face. Hugh was staring at two of the most beautiful boobs he’d ever seen in person. They were quite pale with big dark saucer-sized areolas. Jutting out from each mound was a nipple the size of a man’s thumb.

Dumbstruck and at a loss for words, Hugh muttered, “Oops, I’m, I’m so sorry.”

“Just keep pulling,” Cathy begged, her words muffled by the clothing.

Hugh did as he was instructed and managed to pull the top along with the bra up and over Cathy’s head. In doing so, he ended up with his hands over his head and his chest pressed up against Cathy’s prominent breasts. He was looking right into her pool-blue eyes. Maybe, just maybe, he held that position for a little too long. As he let go of Cathy’s bra and top, he stepped back and looked down at the bulging tent forming in his pants. Cathy noticed Bayan escort too and gave him a knowing grin.

The rest of the morning went without incident. Cathy ended up with a nice business suit, a couple of tops, and a fashionable dress. After a quiet lunch, they decided to get her a nice pair of high heels.

Hugh was carrying the bags as they walked out of the shoe store. Cathy gave him a big hug, pulling him in close and tight. “Thank you, Uncle Hugh. I sure wish there was something I could do to show you how grateful I am.” Cathy slowly let Hugh out of her grasp all the while looking him in the eyes and smiling.

On the ride back to the house, Cathy said, “It was kind of embarrassing to get stuck in that top. I hope you didn’t mind helping me.”

“Not at all, I’m just glad I could help.” he replied.

“It looked like you were more than just glad from what I could see,” giving her uncle a sideways glance.

“Well, Cathy, you are a very pretty girl and the sight of your, um, a, buxom breasts was just great,” Hugh managed to get out.

“Buxom breasts? You mean big boobs, don’t you?” She teased. “Did you really like seeing them that much?”

“Yes, I guess I did,” he replied without looking over at her.

“I was thinking, maybe there is a way I can thank you for taking me shopping.” she cooed.

Knowing where this was going, Hugh replied, “Look, Cathy, I won’t ever forget how you looked standing there with your big boobs and thong panties. You don’t need to do anything to thank me.” he grinned.

She looked over at his crotch and saw a bulge forming. “I see it is still having an effect on you,” she said brazenly.

She reached across the console of the truck and groped his package giving it a gentle squeeze. She could feel his dick getting bigger as she held on to it. She took her gaze off his growing member and saw that they were approaching the house.

She removed her hand and said, “We can finish this inside.”

Hugh parked the truck in the driveway, grabbed the shopping bags, and followed Cathy into the house. He watched her ass sway as she walked. She looked back and caught him eyeing her.

“I’ll put these in your room,” he said, walking past her.

She followed him down the hall and into her room. “Just put them on the floor over there please,” she said pointing toward the closet.

Hugh turned to leave, but Cathy was blocking his way.

“Look, Cathy, I know you think you need to do something for me, but it really isn’t necessary,” he implored.

Cathy walked slowly toward Hugh and moaned, “I no longer just need to do something for you. I’m at the point where I need to do something for me.” She wrapped her arms around her uncle and pulled him in. At first she just pressed her lips against his. He didn’t try to back away. This time she really kissed him. Her lips slightly parted and her tongue touched his lips. To paraphrase the Borg, resistance was futile.

Hugh couldn’t hold back and returned the kiss, opening his lips and allowing her tongue to explore his mouth. He pushed his tongue into her mouth and the kiss became increasingly passionate.

Hugh could feel Cathy’s huge boobs pressed against his chest. He could also feel Cathy grinding into his ever-hardening cock. She broke the kiss and seethed, “I need that cock in me now. Ever since the dressing room, my pussy has been so wet. Feel for yourself.”

She pulled Hugh’s hand up under her dress to her panty-covered pussy. The front of her thong was drenched in pussy juice. He pushed his fingers into the split between her cunt lips and she moaned.

Cathy pulled Hugh’s fingers up to her mouth and licked them clean. “Do you want a taste, Uncle Hugh?” she asked the horny man.

“Uh-huh,” was all he could utter.

She led his hand back down to her pussy, but this time inside her panties. He placed his two middle fingers into the opening and slid up towards her clit.

All Cathy could say was, “Mmm, that’s nice.” She pulled his hand Escort out of her panties and brought his fingers up to her uncle’s mouth.

He lightly licked one fingertip and then the other before taking both fingers into his mouth and sucking them clean.

“That’s hot, Uncle Hugh,” she panted.

“It would be hotter if I could lick up that pussy juice straight from the source,” he replied eagerly.

Cathy grabbed both of her uncle’s hands and pulled him over to her bed. She fell into it and pulled Hugh on top of her. They kissed and she could taste her cunt nectar on his lips. Although not really into other girls, she’d always loved the taste of her own pussy.

After some very passionate kissing with a lot of open-mouth tongue dueling, Hugh was eager to move down to his voluptuous niece’s pussy. He broke the kiss and pushed himself up off the bed and then knelt between her plump smooth legs.

Hugh pulled Cathy’s dress up under her ass. He didn’t bother to move her panties; instead, he began to kiss and suck on the moist gusset. It was warm and tangy-sweet like only a teenager’s pussy could taste. Now he wanted the real thing. He started to pull off her panties and she lifted her ass to make it easier.

He got his first look at his niece’s womanhood. She had medium-sized lips that were engorged and visible. There was a light tuft of strawberry blonde pubic hair crowning the magnificent jewel of her prominent clit

Eagerly, the uncle began to kiss his niece’s pussy lips, sucking each one into his mouth cleaning off all the remaining juices. Her smell was intoxicating. He buried his nose in her slit and worked it up past her clit to the soft tuft of silky hair. Slowly and then with increasing force his tongue began to massage her clit. Her moans confirmed he was doing just what she wanted him to be doing.

He continued his ministrations to her hardened rosebud as well as working his tongue lower into her drenched pussy. She was so wet; he could easily slide two fingers into her sweet canal. As his fingertips pressed up toward her belly, he could feel a set of ridges. Softly, he massaged the inside of her vagina with the pads of his fingers gently stroking the ribbed area His niece began to writhe and moan more enthusiastically.

He unrelentingly kept up his vigorous licking and kissing of her button as his niece began to force herself onto his fingers. Cathy squeezed her fleshy thighs against her uncle’s head holding him in place as she face-fucked him into an earth-shattering orgasm. “Fuck, fuck, oh god, yes!” she cried. That’s when it happened! She squirted into his mouth.

In his twenty-some years of sex, he’d never had a woman cum like that. It tasted different than either pussy juice or pee. He swallowed as much as he could and loved every drop!

“Fuck me! Fuck me now! Holy shit that was intense. I need your cock in me right now!” she screamed.

Hugh still had his clothes on. He stood and slid his pants and boxers down to his ankles. His cock sprang free, harder than it had ever been. As he approached his wildly hot niece, she grabbed his dick and guided it into her drenched twat.

He didn’t hold back. The uncle pounded down into the young woman. Their faces met and Cathy began licking her juices from his lips and chin.

“This is so fucking hot, Uncle Hugh! Harder, fuck me harder!” she demanded.

He did everything he could to bang her tight cunt. She started bucking and meeting his assaults. Her pussy began to spasm and she yelled out, “Yes, oh my god, yessss!

She wrapped her legs around her uncle and pulled him in to her as far as she could. She gushed cum all over his cock and he could no longer take it. Hugh humped and fucked her pussy, shooting his own cum into her with abandon.

Groans and moans were all he was able to muster before collapsing on top of her. He continued to shake and quiver as the effects of the massive orgasm overwhelmed him.

They rested like that for a few minutes, his dwindling cock still inside his niece’s soaked pussy.

Hugh managed to roll off Cathy and stand up with his pants still down around his ankles. “Let’s get this cleaned up before Aunt Michelle gets home. We wouldn’t want to get caught because we are definitely doing that again!”

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With the both of them in bed naked together, Michael finally has sex with his mother.

Continued from Chapter Five:

‘Fuck it,’ he thought to himself. ‘Maybe with her already in bed naked, she was expecting me to come to bed naked too. Maybe with her already in bed naked, she’s expecting me to give her sex. Maybe with her already in bed naked, her way to make me feel better, she’s willing to give me sex after all that happened today.’

Happy to oblige her, he only hoped as the horny son that he was that he wasn’t getting the wrong idea from his mother by her stripping off her blouse, her jeans, her bra, and her panties in front of his horny eyes. He hoped he wasn’t getting the wrong impression of his mother by her stripping off her flannel nightgown and going to bed naked. Yet, what else was he to think? In all the years he had lived with her, he had never seen any more than a sliver of her panties in a quick up skirt flash. In all the years he had lived with her, he had never seen any more of the top of her bra and her long, line of cleavage in a down blouse sneak peek.

Now, after seeing her parading around him in her bra and panty, topless, and then naked, there was no way that he could stop himself from getting naked too. Even if his mother only wanted him to hold her, hug her, cuddle her, and spoon her, why would she have him do that while she was naked? With him naked too and his cock pressed up against her naked body, at the very least, with him dry humping her, there was no way that he wouldn’t try and have sex with her.

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With his mother already on her side and turned away from him, when he lifted the sheet to climb in bed beside her, as if he was dreaming it, imagining it, and fantasizing it, he saw his mother’s shapely, naked ass. With her beautiful ass curled toward him, she was in the fetal position. Was she expecting him to feel her ass? Was she expecting to have sex with him? Did she want him to fuck her doggie style from behind?

While holding her, hugging her, cuddling her, and spooning her, did she want him to touch her and feel her in a sexually, incestuous way? Wanting to know if she was wet, he so wanted to slide a slow hand along her pussy slit. He so needed to know if she was as wet as he was hard. Immediately with his mother lying there so sexy and so vulnerable, his cock went from semi-erect to fully erect. He’d love nothing more than to slide his hard cock in her warm, wet pussy.

“Hold me, Michael. Hug me. I’m cold. Cuddle me and spoon me until I warm up,” she said moving her firm ass against his hard cock.

‘Oh, my God,’ he thought when she pressed her naked ass against his naked, erect prick. ‘Fuck me. I don’t believe this.’

His mother’s naked ass was position right against his naked cock.

“Mom,” not knowing what else to say, he let out a whisper.

As if she was sexually teasing him and erotically enticing him to touch her and feel her, she continued wiggling her shapely naked ass against his naked body until his cock found a comfortable place between her naked ass cheeks. He so wanted to hump her. He so wanted to make love to her. He so wanted to turn her over and fuck her.

“Oh, Michael. Someone is naked other than me. Someone has an erection,” she said with a dirty laugh while wiggling her ass tighter into his prick again. “Actually that feels good baby,” she said. “With your prick so very hard, you’re making Mommy feel so loved and so wanted.”

Chapter Six:

Wondering what she wanted while wondering what she wanted him to do, she opened his Pandora’s Box of incestuous wonderment by her stripping herself down to her underwear, topless, and then naked before going to bed without her clothes. With only one way for him to find out if she was wet, somehow he had to find the courage to touch her pussy and finger her cunt. Only she wasn’t just any woman that he picked up at a bar and went home to her place. She was his mother. If she was anyone else but his mother, he would have been rubbing her clit and fingering her pussy by now. If she was anyone else but his mother, especially with her stripping herself naked, he would have had his cock in her hand, in her mouth, and in her pussy by now.

Notwithstanding her being his mother, he wondered if she was as wet as he was hard. He wondered if her being in bed naked with him sexually excited her as much as it excited him being in bed naked with her. He wondered if she sexually wanted him as much as he sexually wanted her. He wondered if she was as sexually aroused as he was. He wondered if she was expecting him to give her deep penetrating, animal like, incestuous sex. He’d love nothing more than to make love to his mother before fucking his mother. He’d love nothing more than to pound her pussy before she sucked his cock.

Even with the both of them naked and in bed, he was afraid to take the next step. Difficult düzce escort to cross the imaginary line of incest, he was still flitting with while walking the fine line. He could still fall forward or fall back. In the way she was now welcoming his touch, she could still reject his incestuous advances. No means no and he’d never force himself sexually on his mother. For him to have sex with her, their incestuous union would have to be consensual.

Truly, if she was any other woman other than his mother, he would have already been all over her. If she was any other woman other than his mother, he’d be kissing her, French kissing her while feeling her tits and fingering her nipples. If she was any other woman other than his mother, he would have already been licking her pussy while rubbing her clit. If she was any other woman other than his mother, he would have already mounted her and would be making love to her before fucking her.

Yet, instead of rushing to have sex with her, he enjoyed the magical and memorable moment of being in bed naked with his naked mother. Whether they had sex or not, he’d be looking back on this moment for the rest of his life. Yet, preoccupied in thought in the way his mother is always preoccupied in thought, he wondered. He wondered if his mother would be mad if he sexually touched her and felt her in the way that he so wanted to sexually touch her and sexually feel her. Nothing more than just a sexual fantasy, never really thinking about having sex with his mother before, other than the sexual fantasies that he had when masturbating himself, he was thinking about having sex with his mother now.

Not really ready to launch himself into making out with his mother, perhaps overthinking things, he wondered what it would feel like to kiss her, French kiss her. With her panties having no odor whenever he sniffed them, he wondered what his mother’s cunt would smell like. He wondered what his mother’s pussy would taste like when licking her. He wondered what his mother would sound like just before, during, and after having an orgasm. He wondered what his mother would look like after having incestuous sex with him and after basking in the afterglow of incestuous sex.

“Mom, this is so weird,” he said not knowing what else to say. “This is so sexual without being sexual.”

As if leading him astray and taking him by his hand to the Devil’s playground, she took him by the wrist and moved his arm around her slim waistline. He was touching his naked mother. He couldn’t believe he was touching his naked mother. It was one thing to see his mother naked but it was quite another thing to finally touch his naked mother.

Without daring to move his fingers or his hand, he felt her stomach. A place that he found so erotically sensual, he loved feeling his mother’s waist. He loved how her waist curved down from her breasts to curve out at her hips. He had spent many hours walking with his mother with his hand around her waist and with his fingertips touching the very top of her shapely hips through her clothes.

Now, instead of touching her through her clothes, he was touching her when she was naked. Naked, his mother was naked. She was naked. He couldn’t believe his mother was naked.

A first time for everything, including a son touching his naked mother, he couldn’t believe he was touching his naked mother. He couldn’t believe he was naked with his naked mother. He couldn’t believe he was naked and in bed with is naked mother. If he ever told any of his friends that he was naked and in bed with his naked mother, they’d never believe him. Not that he’d tell any of his friends what he did or didn’t do with his mother, they all sexually lusted over his mother. They all wished they could be in bed naked with his naked mother in the way that he was in bed naked with her now.

‘Oh, my God.’

Not knowing where else to put his hand, he rested his forearm arm on her waist and his hand on her flat, firm stomach. Wanting to make ringlets in her pubic hair with his finger, daring himself to do so, he so wanted to reach his fingers down to play with her pubic hair before moving his hand down to cup her pussy. He’d love to cup his mother’s pussy in the palm of his hand, the sacred place he emerged from 22-years ago. Without offending her and without making her angry with him, he wished he could rub his mother’s clit and finger her pussy while sucking her nipples. He wished he could sexually make his mother as sexually aroused as he was now.

Only, the first time feeling so much of his mother’s naked body, he was stunned and frozen into inactivity. Frightened that he’d ruin the moment by being too sexually aggressive, he was afraid to even touch her exposed skin. Scared to death, not wanting to go too fast too soon for fear of ruining everything, he was afraid to touch her naked breast or her naked pussy. In a quandary, other than to wait to see what would happen, he didn’t know edirne escort what to do. Then, taking the decision from him, making his decision for him, when he didn’t move his hand, she lifted his hand and put it on her breast. Something she always did when taking control of situations, leave it to his mother to show him the way.

‘Oh, my God,’ he was feeling his mother’s big tit.

Something he never thought he’d do, even in his wildest sexual fantasies, he never imagined his mother’s breast feeling so firm and so soft at the same time. Sure, he felt plenty of women’s breasts before but this was his mother’s breast. He was feeling his mother’s big tit.

He couldn’t believe he had her breast in the palm of his hand. As if daring him to finger her nipple, erecting itself while getting harder, he could feel her nipple poking his hand in the way that his cock was poking her ass. As if it belonged there and meant to remain there forever, her breast felt so big and so firm in the palm of his hand. He loved his mother’s big tits and he couldn’t believe, with her permission, that he was feeling her naked breast.

“It’s only weird if you think it’s weird Michael,” she said. As if he felt her tits every day, she was so confidentially calm about him touching her and feeling her in a sexual way. “It’s only sexual if you think it’s sexual. Right now, albeit and notwithstanding, with the both of us naked, we’re doing nothing wrong and nothing more than comforting one another after going through the horrific experience of losing our home. You positioned against me feels natural and normal to me and not sexual at all,” she said.

Not sexual? The most sexually aroused he had ever been, he couldn’t say the same. Being in bed naked with his naked mother was certainly not only sexual but also incestuous to him. He wished his mother felt as sexually excited as he did. He wished his mother wanted him sexually as much as he wanted her sexually. He wished his mother was as much into incest as he was.

“I love being against you too, Mother,” he said unable to control his cock from pulsating and throbbing against her naked body.

Every time his prick involuntarily twitch, as if to stop his cock from twitching or as if to encourage his cock to pulsate even more, she moved her naked body closer and pushed herself against his throbbing cock more.

“In the way I’ve been feeling so lonely lately and in the way that you’re always so horny,” she said with a laugh. “I don’t know why we haven’t slept together sooner. I would have like that. I would have enjoyed you sleeping with me in my bed. We would have had a much bigger and more comfortable bed,” she said with a sad laugh. “I’ve been so lonely so for so long. It would have been so comforting for me to feel your body against me in the way that I’m feeling your body against me now.”

‘What? Huh? Seriously? Why haven’t we slept together sooner? Is she kidding me? She would have like that? Fuck! I would have liked that too.’

She blew his mind with what she had just said. He thought of all of those wasted years he spent masturbating while having sexual fantasies of seeing his mother in her underwear, topless, and or naked. He thought of all of those times that he slept alone in his bed when he would have been welcomed to sleep with his mother in her bed. If only he knew, even if they weren’t naked, he would have jumped at the opportunity to sleep with his mother while holding her, hugging her, cuddling her, and spooning her.

Unable to stop his inappropriate sexual and incestuous thoughts now that he was naked and in bed with his mother, he wondered how natural and normal she’d feel if he stuck his cock in her pussy or up her ass. He’d love nothing more than to fuck her pussy and/or her ass. With him a naked, horny, and sexually frustrated man and with her a naked, sexy, beautiful woman, having his naked body pressed against her naked body felt incestuously sexual to him. He’d love nothing more than to slide his cock in his mother’s pussy or in her shapely ass from behind while fondling her big, naked breasts and fingering her erect nipples.

“That would have been nice Mother. I wish we had slept together sooner,” he said feeling his cock throbbing and pulsating against her naked ass. “I understand how we could have made one another feel better by holding one another, hugging one another, cuddling one another, and spooning one another,” he said. “Something we used to do when I was a child, we stopped sleeping together as I grew older.”

‘Only, I can’t help myself from getting horny Jennifer,’ he wanted to say and calling his mother by her first named. Wanting to tell her how horny, how sexually excited, and how hard he was, he wanted to confess all that he was thinking but he didn’t say any of that to her. ‘I can’t help myself from having an erection now that I’m in bed with you naked and with me naked too. I can’t help myself from wanting elazığ escort to fuck you, Mother. I’d love nothing more than to give you orgasms with my fingers, my mouth, and my cock,’ he wanted to say but didn’t. It was enough that he thought it. ‘I wish you’d suck my cock Mom. I’d love nothing more than to cum in your mouth after cumming in your pussy. I’d love nothing more than to watch you swallow my cum.’

As if she was expecting him to stick his cock inside of her, on the pretense of her getting more comfortable in bed, she pressed her naked ass harder against him while wigging her tight ass against him. As if his cock was already inside of his mother, she stayed like that while he imagined what it would feel like to make love to her. Now that he was naked with her, he couldn’t help from imagining what it would feel like to fuck his mother. Now that he was naked with her, he couldn’t help himself from dry humping her.

Ever so slowly and ever so softly, he dry humped his mother. If felt good to build a bit of friction between his cock and her ass. More than the fact that he couldn’t believe that he was dry humping his mother, he couldn’t believe that his mother was allowing him to dry hump her. He only wished his cock was buried inside of her.

“Hold me, Michael. Hug me. Cuddle me. Spoon me. I like being spooned,” she said wiggling her shapely ass more into him.

Michael held his mother. He hugged his mother. He cuddled his mother. He spooned his mother.

“I like spooning you too Mom,” he said.

Then, after a long pause while he held her, hugged, and spooned her, she said something that really surprised him.

“Actually, I like feeling your cock against me. I like you dry humping me,” she said with a sexy laugh. “Touch me, Michael. Feel me as if I was your lover instead of your mother,” she said.

As if his cock had a bigger brain in its head than he had in his head, with his cock knowing the way home, he felt his prick rest between his mother’s ass cheeks. As if he was fucking his mother in her pussy or in her ass, it felt good to stealthily and slowly move his hips back and forth and back and forth while the head of his cock rested in between his mother’s ass cheeks. As if he was fucking her tits, it felt good to have his mother’s ass cheeks masturbate him.

A temptation that was so real and so forbidden, the opening of her pussy was only mere inches away. Did he dare try and insert himself? Did he dare try and fuck his mother from behind?

Holding her tighter while hugging her and spooning her, he pulled his mother closer while hoping his cock would make his decision for him and just slip itself inside of her. Wondering if she was even wet and wet enough, he’d like to accidentally fuck his mother. He’d like for his cock to accidentally slip inside of his mother. Too late for her to reject him, he’d just like to push his stiff prick inside of her wet pussy.

‘Oops. Sorry Mom. My cock slipped inside of you. Turnover on your stomach Mom and I’ll climb on top of you. Maybe if I hump you hard and fast enough, eventually, after I cum, I’ll be able to pull it out,’ he wanted to say but didn’t.

If only he could, he would make love to his mother. If only she would, he would fuck his mother. With her encouraging him to hold her, hug her, cuddle her, spoon her, touch her, and feel her, he felt and fondled her big breasts while gently dry humping her. Always sexually fantasizing of feeling his mother’s big breasts, he couldn’t believe he was feeling his mother’s big breasts.

Careful not to finger her nipples, he so wanted to finger her nipples. Instead he ever so lightly brushed the palm of his hand across her erect nipples. While feeling her naked breasts, he was the horniest he had ever been and his cock had never been as hard as it was now.

Something he had always dreamed of doing nearly as much as he dreamed of his mother blowing him, he so wanted to fall between her legs and lick his mother’s cunt while fingering his mother’s cunt. While reaching up his hands to feel her tits and finger her nipples, he imagined falling between her shaping thighs to lick her in the way he imagined her falling to her knees to suck him. He so wanted to have oral sex with his mother.

He so wanted to have sexual intercourse with his mother. He so wanted to make love to his mother. He so wanted to fuck his mother. He so wanted to cum in his mother’s pussy.

He so wanted to stick his cock in her mouth and put a gentle hand behind her head. He so wanted to hump her mouth and fuck her face while she stroked his prick and sucked his prick. He so wanted to cum in his mother’s mouth. He so wanted to watch her swallow his cum.

“You’re so beautiful, Mom,” he said. “You’re so sexy.”

Afraid to touch her nipples for fear that he’d sexually arouse his mother, he wished he could finger her nipples while fingering her pussy in the way he wished she’d wrap her hand around his cock. Afraid to touch her sexually, he didn’t want her to prematurely stop him from holding her, hugging her, cuddling her, spooning her, and now dry humping her. He only wished he could sexually excite her in the way that she was sexually exciting him. Then, she said the magic words he was hoping to hear.

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