The Succubus - Sex Stories

The Succubus

... hand and bent to examine it. She gasped when it unintentionally brushed her bosom, causing her pussy to flood.

Isidore snatched his hand away. His lewd thoughts about his mother were disturbing. He needed to get away from her.

"No, Mom, that was it; I think I'm getting a headache. I'm going to bed."

"OK honey, you rest up. Your dad's already crashed on the sofa."

Isidore stood up, intending to give his mom a goodnight kiss on the cheek like always.

Under the succubus's influence and with altered pheromones, he took her in his arms and pulled her to him. His erect cock pushed into his mother's lower body, and he kissed her firmly, full on the mouth, forcing his tongue between her pouty lips.

Karissa was taken by surprise. She felt his stiff cock pressing against her Mons. Isidore's hot, wet tongue forced its way into her mouth. His hands moved down her back and grasped her ass cheeks. He squeezed as he pulled her to him.

Karissa let out a muffled squeal as her son kneaded her ass. Her knees weakened as his cock pressed even harder into her, rubbing against her lower belly.

Isidore's lips moved down her lower neck by her collarbone, planting light kisses on her smooth, brown skin.

Sexual arousal surged through Karissa, permeating her body, causing her nipples to harden and her pussy to flood. She pressed her body into her son's and rotated her hips, relishing the feel of his manhood against her.

It took several moments for her to come to her ...

... senses. When she did, she violently shoved her son away.

"What the fuck are you doing?"

"Jesus, Mom, I'm sorry; I don't know what came over me; I just went kinda nuts for a second."

"French kissing your mother and feeling her up is not right, Isidore. Look, you had a bad experience tonight. It probably knocked you off kilter. Why don't you go to bed, and we'll forget all about this incident."

She looked down, where his stiff abdominal muscles stood out through his open shirt. She licked her lips when she saw the obscene bulge where his wet pants clung to his groin, emphasizing the length of his cock.

Karissa swallowed hard. Through her surge of anger, her pussy tingled.

"Sorry, Mom," Isidore said sheepishly.

"Just go to bed." Karissa's eyes were still drawn to the bulge in his jeans.

Isidore left the kitchen and headed to his bedroom. The encounter with his mother had left him very horny and confused. Why had he done that? It was like he lost his mind.

Once her son had left the kitchen, Karissa sighed heavily and sat on the stool.

What had just happened between me and my son, she thought.

Isidore's never acted like that before. He was generally a respectful boy. Yet he had grabbed her ass and pressed his cock against her.

Karissa's sexual excitement caused by her son continued. She pressed her hand against her sex through her clothing, with her hips slowly pumping. Her heartbeat quickened, and she experienced a petite orgasm as she recalled the ...