Valentine's Day In Nature - Sex Stories

Valentine's Day In Nature

... intertwine this way.

"Hmmnng, baby," she moaned, welcoming his throbbing inches into her warmth.

He lightly pinched her nipple, and whispered into her ear, "Be mine, mom."

Behind the motion of his thrusting hips was the objective to claim her body all for himself. The lustful side of him wanted to satiate its needs by indulging in the pleasures that only a woman's body could provide. However, the other side of his duality understood the magnitude of the carnality that was penetrating his mother.

Each of his strokes fueled her lustful fire, tracing past her G-spot every time the base of his cock crashed against the cushion of her ass cheeks. It immediately became a newfound addiction, one he would be chasing for a long time, but he knew he couldn't take the moment for granted.

He moved his hand up to her neck, squeezing it as he lifted her head to give his mouth free rein. His lips and tongue took care of her perfume-scented erogenous zone while his cock handled the ones that turned her pussy into a creaming mess.

"Ohmm, fuck," she moaned, encouraging him to continue the dual stimulation.

It felt better than he could have ever imagined. His mother's nurturing body turned him on to another level, making him proud to have such a beautiful mother. The ladies his age he flirted with and his favorite porn stars could not compare to her, she was his dream woman and that meant more.

"You're burning hot, Mom," he said, both of her skin and pussy, as their ...

... shared warmth ignored the otherwise cold temperature inside the cabin.

He pulled out three-fourths of his length then reintroduced it slowly enough to feel her walls stretching to accommodate his girth. He repeated that a few more times, each time returning his hardened inches with a bit more force.

Their pleasure demanded him to maintain the pace, pounding his mother's flesh in affirmation of their incestual breakthrough. Even with him doing the work, she had a way of asking for it with her moans, facial expressions, and the frenzied sensations of her pussy. He was left with no choice but to prove his dominance by pummeling and choking her with more intensity, hard enough to turn her face into a lustful, Valentine's Day shade of red.

"This is what you wanted," he said, watching as she bit her lower lip and gripped the pillow in front of her. "Wearing those slutty leggings."

"Ahmnn, fucckk, baby!" she cried, keeping her intentions vague. "Give it to me, give it to mommy!"

He silenced her cries for a moment by pushing his tongue into her mouth. He wanted her to feel the wrath of his lust, to show her how much he wanted her, and leave no doubt that they had done the right thing. He pushed her face down against the bed, making her pussy spasm in submission, and placed his other hand to her side to increase the range of his thrusts.

Her pussy was hotter and wetter than it had ever been, evidenced by sounds that accompanied his ravaging cock. Throughout her marriage, ...