Mothers Plan Didn`t Work part 1 - Sex Stories

Mothers Plan Didn`t Work part 1

... my mushroom-shaped head up and down her engorged labia. Her voice, barely audible, pleaded, “Dammit, Billy. Quit teasing me. I need a good hard fucking.” I rammed it back in, no longer wanting to prolong her pleasure. I rapidly thrust in and out as I sucked and nibbled on her nipple. I released my mouth from her tit and replaced it with my hand as I moved forward to kiss her wide-open mouth. Our tongues danced together while continuing our frenzied fucking. We ground and humped for ten glorious minutes, humping like animals in heat. She sensed my orgasm approaching and croaked, “Billy, please talk to me while we’re fucking. Call me Mommy or Mom. Act like I’m your mother and you’re fucking her. Fuck your mother, Beverly. Fuck your hot mom!”

Wow, she had the same mother-son thoughts I had. She had probably been fantasizing I was Jeff in the same manner as I thought of her as Mom during our couplings. I didn’t argue or hesitate, as my mind was already there. I pounded my shaft deep into her hot cunt telling her, “Damn, Mom. Your hot pussy feels so good. Do you like your son filling you with his big prick?” “Yes, Billy. Stuff your mother’s cunt with your prick. Fuck your mother good and fill her full of your sperm. Billy, I’m cumming on my son’s hard cock.” “Here it comes, Mom! I’m going to fill my mother’s pussy with hot cum. I’m cumming, Mommy!” Her pussy collapsed onto my prick, causing my cock-head to swell and spurt out a blob of sticky sperm. We kissed while our ...

... orgasms continued. I stroked in and out of her drenched pussy, continuing to passionately kiss her demanding mouth while depositing several loads of baby-batter. I had never cum so much or had such an intense orgasm and I’m sure her experience was identical. I slowed my pace when we were finished climaxing and gently fucked her, enjoying the close contact. We hugged each other tightly as I softened and slipped out of her hairless, cum-soaked snatch. I relaxed my body on top of hers, feeling her heartbeat race as our bodies melded together. She sighed out a long breath of post-coital bliss. We both took our time to catch our breath. She was the first to speak, “Your conversations describing your mother and you intrigued me and I suspected it was more than a normal mother and son relationship. I wanted to show us both how intense it was, before I spoke to you.” Exposing my inner feelings, I confessed the flirting Mom and I had done and how my lust had grown along with my love for my mother. Sarah listened and soothingly stroked my back while I disclosed everything. We had confided with each other over the last week but I had previously withheld my feelings concerning Mom. After I finished, she asked, “Do you remember when I told you I was working on a plan and seducing you was the first step?” “Yeah,” I replied, anxious to hear the rest. “You wouldn’t let me ask you about it, fucking me everytime I thought about bringing it up.” We both giggled, replaying that night of sex. She ...