Tribal Hunt Pt. 01 - Sex Stories

Tribal Hunt Pt. 01

... clutching his cock so tightly in her grasp as if she didn't want to let him go. "Offf, ugggghhhh,Mom."

He thrust again and again, in and out, his body was jerking uncontrollably. She was his first, he spread his legs wider, penetrating even deeper, as deep as possible.

"Oooh, my nestling, my baby!" She held his face in the embrace of her hands. She hadn't expected how good this was going to be, how good her little son was. This new sensation was different from what she had experienced with his father.

She shrieked and squirmed every time he entered, every time he came back to his birthplace.

"Oooooh, yes,Mom. Ohhhh!"

But what she loved most of all was the tenderness, was how much love he put into that one word, while furiously fucking her - 'Mom'

His hips were twitching vigorously, he moved left and right as if trying to make sure every part of her vagina would be marked by his cock. "Ohhhhhhhhhh, yes, yes." His body convulsed.

In a burst of pleasure, once again penetrating her tender pussy, he pushed her legs even wider with his hands, almost breaking her bones. He thrust forward, panting in his euphoria.

"Ohhh my baby, yes, yes. Anarungu, ohhhh!!!!" she clawed into his back going through her first orgasm. In her son's arms, she found herself one with the spirits.

Anarungu wasn't going to stop for a second, he kept up the onrush, keep fucking her with all his strength, increasing and increasing the thrust of his hips. His balls were slapping ...

... against her firm arse.

He loved fucking his own Mother so much. And the knowledge of what he was doing heightened the pleasure of the act to the breaking point.

He must do it inside; he must do it inside her pussy.

Anarungu kissed her lips harshly, feeling the building up of the end. He slowed his hips slightly to stretch the pleasure of fucking the vagina that had birthed him.

"Ahhhhhhhh, ohhhhhhhh, Mom." His hands squeezed her breasts and bringing them together he kissed them ravishingly.

"Ohhhhhh, Anarungu!" She grabbed at his hair, sinking her claws into his head and going through a second orgasm.

Blood flowed from her lower lip. Anarungu couldn't control the power of his kiss due to the onslaught of pleasure and bit her lower lip until it bled.

He was ready to pour everything into her, into her unprotected fertile mother's womb.

He couldn't understand how and why. Why sex with Mom feels so amazing?

"I'll do it, I'll do it inside you, Mom. Ohhhhhh...yes," he croaked out, expecting her to respond, but she didn't.

Through her moans and her receding orgasm, she was staring exactly at him, into his eyes, seemingly waiting for her son's climax to happen.

He enjoyed the intense gaze she gave him, with hidden aggression. He grabbed her neck and squeezed lightly.

"Pull out... Anarungu," she muttered hardly breathing as his fingers closed around her throat.

"No, no. I can't, Mom."

He had the feeling her hand had slid down somewhere, reaching for ...