A Tale of Sluts 6.0 - Sex Stories

A Tale of Sluts 6.0

... of her leggings. The entire crotch area bore a darker hue, undoubtedly influenced by his mother's warm and intimate essence.

"Ohh, mom! Your crotch is completely wet." He blurted out.

Linda's face flushed with embarrassment, her eyes widening in shock. The realization hit her like a wave crashing against the shore.

"He could feel my wetness," she silently admitted to herself. As she desperately tried to salvage her dignity, she hastily explained,

"It's just sweat, baby, from the intense workout."

But deep down, she couldn't ignore the truth. The unmistakable scent of her sweat lingered in the air, mingling with the musky odor of her delicate her oily juices seeped out from Milf snatch. The weight of shame and desire intertwined, causing her married mature body to continue secreting sticky wetness, staining her panties more. The sounds of her son's presence only intensified the sensation of feeling like a cheap slut, amplifying both her humiliation and arousal.

Mark let out a small laugh and responded,

"I'm not entirely sure, Mom. Let me just double-check."

He gently lowered his head beneath the mouthwatering swell of his mother's meaty buttocks, bringing his nose within an inch of her mature, heated pussy. The air surrounding her ass felt damp, humid, and warm. As he inhaled, a musky and tangy scent filled his senses, confirming that it was indeed the illicit aroma of his mother's lubricated hole.

Mark inhaled deeply again, savoring the ...

... alluring, illicit fragrance that filled the air. The intoxicating scent enveloped him, etching itself into his memory for future moments of solitude. He couldn't believe the overwhelming sensations he was experiencing, as if he had stumbled upon the most surreal dream. Yet, deep down, he knew it was undeniably real. The air carried the unmistakable, lurid fragrance of an aroused older woman's essence, and not just any older woman - his own mother. The pussy that pushed him out in this world 18 years ago. The mature pussy aroma of his mother's that had been licked, sucked and fucked repeatedly for more than 20 years by his dad.

This was only the second time he encountered the scent of a woman's aroused pussy. However, Jenny's virgin scent paled compared to the overpowering pungentness of his mother's experienced pussy. It was in that moment that he realized his mother's illicit fragrance would forever captivate him.

Linda felt her son take a deep breath, his warm breath brushing against her sensitive inflamed clit.

"O my god! He is breathing over my pussy." She couldn't help but feel embarrassed, as if she might just die from the mortification. Aware of the potent scent her aroused pussy emanated, intensified by her lush, thick pubic hair, she felt the musky aroma fill the air. The sweltering heat in the basement caused her to sweat profusely, heightening her arousal even more. In that moment, she craved release, her desire consuming her. She no longer cared about anything ...