A Virtuous Reality - Sex Stories

A Virtuous Reality

... every inch she could reach... She clawed at the two globes around her, fingertips stabbing into them and every second of her service making her son's mouth gape with a sultry howl...

He wanted more...

His mother cleaned him, tickled him, prodded him, smothering herself against his hole as she made him cry out his love for her... She doubted any of his younger mistresses knew about such sin, too scared or prudish to embrace such potential with their bodies... She loved making him feel good... She wanted him to be happy...

To be relaxed...

To be loose...

She let him experience heaven on earth... Giving him a taste of paradise to prepare him for the hell he was about to go through...

Her lips left his delicious flower with a wet pop as she walked over to the table. She grabbed her bottle of oil, her other hand opening up the desk drawer for another one of her more essential accessories.

Her hands withdrew an old box of condoms, the biggest she could buy... Unopened for the past year and a half... Unneeded with her last exes but certainly useful now...

As much as she wanted to breed her son to the fullest point possible, she still needed to demonstrate safe sex... She was supposed to be a role model after all... The least she could do is fuck her son safely...

She walked back to her bent-over mount, his face still pressed against the bed and his inviting derrière positioned perfectly for her height. She tossed the handful of goods to his side, one hand ...

... reaching for a pillow and the other grabbing a fistful of his hair. She yanked back on its soft locks, feeling his head pull back a few inches as she placed a pillow underneath his neck....

She let his hair go, and with a pitiful thump, he fell back into position... His arms slid up to hug the fresh cushion, bringing it into his chest as he let out a muffled whimper...

He knew what was coming, her dutiful son waiting for the monster to eat him... She didn't want him to worry... She wasn't going to break him... At least not during his first time...

It was going to be uncomfortable... Everyone's first time was painful... Everyone's first time with her was even worse... but she knew he could take it... If his father could handle her... then so could he...

She pulled the cap off her bottle, drizzling its contents along her right middle and pointer finger, the pain-reducing gel dripping off their tips as the light glimmered through it. She reached down between his muscled pads, both fingers pressing against his exit as she slid them inside. She heard him whimper again, both digits disappearing into him as she let him adjust to the feeling...

She pulled them back out before reinserting, milking his prostate as she felt his hole loosen further around her... She turned and twisted inside of him, stretching out the ring as she pumped her hand slowly between his cheeks... His moans grew even louder... She was sure she could have made him cum again if she kept going, but ...