My Loving Son - Sex Stories

My Loving Son

... She felt his cock and she almost climaxed herself, she was so aroused now nothing could have stopped her from taking her nephew to bed. She hooked his arm and pulled him after her, he tried to wipe lotion from his hands as he followed, as soon as they got indoors she was on him. His Aunty was a lioness after its kill; she wrapped her arms about him, hooked her left leg around his and pressed herself up against him. The feel of his prick pressing on her pussy was too much, she came, it crushed her gloriously. Cathy dropped to her knees, one, because they had given way to the climax, and two, because she wanted his shorts down and off. She tugged them down and Marks prick sprang out, it hit her in the face. She gazed at it, it was a splendid prick and she was more than happy to see it. Taking it in her hands she rubbed and rolled it, it felt beautiful. She unsteadily rose to her feet, shut and locked the door, grabbed his hand, and said. "Upstairs Mark Lyndhurst or I'll be screwing you right here on the floor, and that's not the best place for out first ever screw." She took off dragging him behind her, they were in her bedroom in seconds, his aunty shook of her bikini bottoms and threw herself on to her bed. "Get here right now you beautiful boy, come and make love to your sexy aunty!" Mark got on the bed, got on top of her, and she jammed his cock right into where she knew it would do her the power of good. No sooner had he bottomed out than she came again, her arousal was ...

... at the top of the tree. She locked him in her arms and legs and thrust back at him as he got going. She knew he wouldn't last that long and he didn't, but she still had another two or three climaxes under him before he blew what felt like to her, a lorry load of thick heavy cum. Mark was alive with lust, and aroused desire to fuck forever, and he intended to once he got his breath back. It was 1.45pm Saturday, and he had the rest of the weekend, and hopefully it would be spent here in his gorgeous aunties very own bed. He fell quiet, as did Cathy, they both looked at each other, now realising what they had just done. Cathy guffawed, and dug her hands into him. "Mark Lyndhurst you had better perform for longer than that the next time my lad, or I'll be sending you home to your mother with a hot smacked bottom!" He was like most men of his age, he knew his way around a woman's body, where all the best bits were, but finesse wasn't part of his game yet, young men don't understand a woman's real needs, yes a great cock does wonders. But a woman loves soft touches, sweet words, caresses, soft lips and a tongue in the right place. A woman needs to be desired above all else, or sex for the sake it isn't such good fun. Marks cock had regained its composure and begun to harden again, he was moments away from round two, and he would be looking for a knockout. He felt it rumble within him, he looked down at his aunty, he kissed her. "Aunt Cathy you are just so totally amazing, I have ...