A New Life - Sex Stories

A New Life

... through me.

My son slurped a little faster, being careful to not miss a drop of his mothers cum. He let out a slight growl as he continued pleasing me. I gripped the back of his hair, pulling his face deeper into me. All the years as a swimmer, I knew breathing through his nose in between breaths was second nature to him.

"I'm cumming again," I yelped. "Oh fuck, son." My chest heaved from the rush of adrenaline as my son drank the last bit of me. Al though he did miss some of it, I was okay with the juices running down my thigh.

"Oh," he said. "I missed a spot." My son ran his tongue up my inner thigh, being sure to not let any go to waste. Braxton then stood and gripped my ass tight as he picked me up.

He carried me to the living room where he gently laid me down on the couch. As he pulled away to position himself, I saw exactly what I craved. I reached for him twice, missing his hard cock the first time. The second time, I was finally able to get my hand wrapped around it.

"You lay down, baby," I said, instructing my son. "Let Mommy take care of you."

My son quickly obliged. I got on my knees at my sons' feet. I looked him in the eyes as I pressed my tongue against the base of his cleanly shaven cock. As I slowly worked my tongue toward the head, he thumped several times, making me wetter. I opened wide and took one of his balls into my mouth. They were big and firm. I swirled my tongue around his nut, while I maintained a firm grip on his cock.

I ...

... opened my eyes and stared down his throbbing cock. I let his ball fall freely from my mouth as I gathered saliva on my lips. I had to stretch my jaw a bit wide to fit my boy in my mouth. It felt so right. It felt so natural. His cock belonged in my mouth. I took in as much of him as I could. I definitely needed to practice my throat game and hopefully, my son would let me practice as much as I wanted.

I used my left hand to fondle his balls as I used my right hand to slide up and down and twist on his shaft. He thumped in my mouth whenever my tongue reached his head. I felt him grow a little harder, which stretched my jaw a little wider. His chest began heaving heavier indicating he was getting close. I didn't want him to finish yet. I wanted, no, I needed to feel him inside me.

A new wave of hormones came over me like I had never experienced before. No other man, not even my ex-husband could make my pussy wet and throb the way my teenage son could. I was living in an entirely different world and was loving the experience. Who was I to stop two people from enjoying each other. We didn't need stupid fucking rules.

I pulled away from his throbbing cock and then pushed him flat on his back as I straddled him. "Can Mommy feel you inside her?" I playfully asked.

My son managed to nod as I took a firm grip on the base of his cock. I hovered my pussy over my son's lap as I rubbed his head on my pussy lips. I eased myself down on him, taking in everything he had to offer. He ...