1. Mummy & Nanna (Part 3)


    Date: 4/8/2024, Categories: Incest Fantasy, Author: SandG_Play 

    ... exactly slim.”

“Don’t worry, Mum, they do it in a plus size. Now for me.”

She scrolled around again, then up popped a picture of a bright red, wet-look body. It looked incredible on the model, with a high collar and a zip running all the way down the front.

“That is sexy, Mum; it turns me on just looking at it. The zip goes around to the back, so I can have any part open to touch.”

“Yes, dear, I can see how it would work.”

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8: Lizzy

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I wasn’t too sure whether Mummy was really on board with my ideas. Still, someone had to take charge, and I was not going to let her prevaricate.

Looking at all the toys and lingerie was turning me on; the kiss over the table had started my arousal, but by the time we had got to the red body, I could feel the wetness in my crotch, so I closed the laptop and put it on the floor, then turned to Mummy and kissed her full on the lips.

I let my hand wander across her leg, then slid up her thigh until I was pressing against the material of her blue jeans.

I shifted my kiss across her cheek, then whispered into her ear. “I want to make love to you, Mummy.”

Nibbling at her earlobe, I used my hand to pull down the zip on her jeans, then slipped my hand inside, felt for her panty waistband, and once inside, pushed down over her mound into the heat between her legs.

She was wet—very wet.

“I want to make you cum, Mummy.”

She groaned as I continued to nibble at her ear.

“Please, baby, please, I want ...
    ... it.”

One finger slipped between her lips, and then I slid it up, feeling the hardness of her clitoral shaft.

Mummy shuddered at my touch, then as I rubbed up and down her shaft, she started to moan, at first quietly, and as I sped up my massaging motion, her moans became groans, louder and more continuous.

Still nibbling at her ear, I pushed her on, feeling her body gently flex as she neared the end. Suddenly she gasped, and her body pulsated as the orgasm ripped through her muscles.

“Oh, oh, baby, please, don’t stop.”

So I kept my finger going, just lightly, for a while as the aftershocks hit one by one. Then, when I sensed she was ready, I worked her clit again, my finger pressed deep into its shaft. It seemed seamless, one orgasm to another, as she screamed in pleasure, her head thrust back into the cushion, mouth wide open, eyes screwed shut, and her legs dancing in mid-air like a marionette.

My mother was lost in a welter of pleasure.

I felt a surge in my pussy; I knew I was leaking copious amounts of gunge; I had to cum too. My spare hand wriggled under my trouser waistband, inside my knickers, and down, past my bush, to the hot, wet space beyond.

I found the centre of my need and started to masturbate myself. At the same time, my other hand continued to pleasure Mummy. Both sped up together. I shifted my mouth from her ear to her lips, then pressed against her. Our tongues flicked, tip-to-tip, as we both climbed the hill to orgasm.

My body rolled ...
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