Victoria and Brian - Sex Stories

Victoria and Brian

Victoria had been teasing her son Brian since he'd come back from his first year in college. She is beautifully sweet-faced; a shorter, busty, and curvy woman with long black hair, impeccably put together. Her sons and husband are much taller and broader and had benefited from her ministrations. Her husband had been encouraging her teasing him since winter break, when he saw her watching Brian as he walked down the hallway from the shower in his towel. Later that evening, when Victoria was riding her husband, he said "Call me Brian...Mommy," and she surprised herself by not only doing it but by how hard she came, and it soon became something that they incorporated into their play.

Brian had been home a week, settling into his new job and the rhythms of living at home again, when Victoria began to sow the seeds of his seduction. She "lost" a pair of her lacy black panties in the laundry and had Brian looking through his underwear drawer for them. When he was off she started going around the house braless and loosely buttoned in her husband's work shirts and wearing comfortable shorts. She began calling her husband "Brian" when they fucked.

Victoria was in the laundry room and called out to Brian as he passed by, "Honey come in here, I can't reach something." Brian walked into laundry room to find his mother half sprawled over the washing machine, her shorts riding up and the undersides of her tits visible where her shirt had gaped open. He could see what she was trying ...

... to reach and plucked it down over her head, setting it down next to her.

Victoria slid down and bumped up against him. She could feel his cock against his shorts and giggled as her ass rubbed down against him.

His hands gripped her hips above her waistband, under her shirt, and held her still. She could feel his breath against her scalp. Brian tightened his grip. "I've heard you, you know, you and Dad. Just last Saturday night, when I came home. He was calling you 'Mommy' and you were calling him 'Brian.' Is that what Mommy wants? Does Mommy want her Brian's cock?" He slid his hands up inside her shirt. Her smooth warm skin jumped as he touched it. The palms of his hands closed over her soft round tits and slowly squeezed. Victoria gasped and whimpered when she realized what was happening. "Tell me...Mommy...what did you mean when you said 'Mark me, Brian?'" He tightened his grip even more and Victoria began to realize what she had awoken.

Victoria whispered "Your Father loves to...mark me. I...I love it too. I love the bruises...I love the...bites. I love seeing - and feeling - his ownership of my body."

"Ohhhh I see," Brian said. "And that's what Mommy wants from Brian, too." She nodded, and his fingers began to dig in a little more deeply. "You want to see and feel my marks."

She felt his hand pull her hair away from her neck. Brian slightly bent her head sideways and she then felt his breath on her skin and then heard the soft crunch of her skin as he bit ...