Back where he belongs - Mother and Son - Chapter 3 - Sex Stories

Back where he belongs - Mother and Son - Chapter 3

... finish. Again, and again his cock spasmed as her trembling orgasm continued as torrents of their hot, sticky cum intermingled and coated them both. With each wave of orgasm Stephanie’s pussy would contract and squeeze her son’s cock as if milking him for everything that he had.

“Oh mommy. Oh mommy” Andy managed to get out as he continued to release inside of his mother. Whether it lasted seconds or minutes neither could tell.

“Oh baby” she said between kisses as their orgasms began to dwindle. Every now and then she would feel him jerk and even more of his semen would flow out of tip, causing her own sensitive body to jerk in delight. She kissed him on his forehead, tasting his salty sweat.

“Oh baby, you did so good. You did so good. You made mommy cum so hard.” She said between wet kisses along his face. She removed her fingers from him to cradle his head as he collapsed onto her.

“Are you ok honey?” She asked.

“Mommy I love you so much.” Was all he could reply, completely spent and still feeling himself swimming in their combined juices inside of her. It felt like his cock would never go soft again as it throbbed within her softness but eventually it began do throb less and less. He lay his whole weight on ...

... top of her as she began to stroke his face again as he nestled his face into her shoulder. His body was so tired and his mind fell into the comfort of being wrapped on top of her, wrapped in her, a part of her. He felt like sleeping.

“You did so good baby, rest now. You can rest.” she whispered to him, enjoying the feeling of him on top of her, his balls pressed tightly against her and his penis and cum inside her. She delighted in the thought that his sperm was free within, doing what it wanted. She never wanted to let him go ever again. There was so much more she wanted to do with him. He was hers and she was his. But for now, she decided, they would rest together. They would need it. His whole weight lay on her and she could sense him drifting off as she continued stroking his hair. It was comforting and in her deep satisfaction sleep began to take her, the dimly lit room became hazy, and her senses dulled. As she drifted off her consciousness faded and only the sensation of her son within her stayed firm. She smiled at the feeling of connectedness with him as her eyes closed and breathes started to get heavy. At being joined at the same place where he had started his existence. Inside her again, back where he belonged.