Mother & son fall into the abyss - Sex Stories

Mother & son fall into the abyss

... it was. After all these months he could still never really understand how she could do the things she did with him, mainly the assfucking but there was no other women who could fulfill the thoughts he had these day. They had both developed a routine and it so happened that she sat in her room and was putting on her next outfit for Ike to enjoy. She pulled up the fishnet stockings and clipped to her garter belt, underneath she had a dark purple G String on with. Her boobs were loosely held in position with a corset type piece that showed her slightly large stomach. Angelina loved her slightly dumpy figure and everything wobbled and jiggled. Her Boobs were huge and rhythmically moved with her every footstep. Angelina was busy tying her hair into a tight bun, searching for her perfumer and body lotion, her skin was always soft these days but she did welcome the cellulite and odd stretch mark. Ike loved them and it was usually when he would pound his mother's asshole into submission. She was the kind of lady that loved things to be lazy and hangout a little. So there she was, soaked in sickly perfume donning heavy make-up to look foul as possible. She was a sight to be behold of. Angelina looked up at the mirror and smirked, There was no way she was going to stop this monstrous sex freak of a mother from having her prey. Angelina stood up and turned around, her ass was positively huge, her boobs were overflowing and there was sense that this women's figure was a abomination of ...

... devilish proportions. Angelina had developed a real swagger in the house and all sense of shame was gone. She would stick dildo's up her ass on the sofa in the morning. Squirt on the carpet and dress in the most appalling ways possible - when she wore clothes that is. A few hours before Angelina got changed into in her lingerie, life was continuing as normal. Rock music blared from Ike's room and Angelina did what a mothers do normally - tidy up, clean up, repeat and in Angelina's case compliment with some vicious sex. It was no wonder that Ike daydreamed a lot these days. His mother was an obsession, an obsession he could willfully abuse and ruin when he wanted to. If he felt like pursuing a new destructive thought he would use his mother to act out these wicked thoughts and experiment. Her body was a piece of meat he could tear at and claw at. Angelina walked down the hallway and slipped into her son's room - Ike was busy doing his college work but seemed like he could of done with a break. Angelina muttered under her breath grabbing his attention "You look like you need a break little man" Ike replied almost startled "Yeah I could mom - this college paper is hardwork - seriously hard work" Angelina in her tank top and loose tracksuit bottoms was unkept but still hot in Ike eyes. He always stared at his mothers boobs. constantly staring these day. "Ok Come and stand at the mirror Isaac" said Angelina in a receptive manner willing her song to feel better. Ike got up and stood ...