Sparticus... A mother's demise - Sex Stories

Sparticus... A mother's demise

... …her arousal easily noticeable by the dark damp patch around the crotch. Before the lustful mature could slip her thumbs into her waistband, she let out a loud gasp as her shoulder length mousy brown hair was grabbed and her head f***efully pulled down to the erect phallus that was before her. Her mouth opened in a silent scream and as soon as the cock head touched her parted lips, the first shot of thick cream hit her throat. Instinctively she closed her mouth over the knob and swallowed pulse after pulse of warm cum that ejaculated into her mouth. Helen was well accustomed to giving blow jobs in her teens but since her marriage they were just a distant memory. She had gone down on her husband at times but he always wanted to finish off in her pussy. She loved giving head in her youth and would often go on a one night stand just so she could suck a hard cock and taste its warm juice. The teenage slut was not always choosy in selecting her date, for it was not their looks that she was interested in. She always hoped that they would f***e her head down so that she had no choice but to take the cock down her throat; unfortunately most guys were just happy that she would even go down on them and probably scared that she would stop sucking if they tried to be more f***eful. There was no such fear shown in her son’s action. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Alan lay back on the couch. He had released his mother’s head during the final few throes of his orgasm. He was sure at ...

... the very lest he would be grounded for life. And yet his mother did not lift her mouth from his cock but lightly sucked on it which although fully spent remained semi rigid… as if she was gently coaxing the last remnants of his spunk from his sensitive cock. Her right hand was tenderly massaging a pair of balls which were proportionate in size to his large penis. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Tuesday morning Helen was dreading that morning. How could she face him after what happened last night? How could she bare her breasts to her son and was even prepared to show him her pussy before he un-expectantly pushed her head down to take his penis in her mouth. She didn’t even hesitate to swallow every drop of his ejaculate and what made it worse… she enjoyed every moment of it. After her son rose from the couch without saying a word she remained seated. There was remorse… but overpowering that guilt was the sweet taste of cum that lingered in her mouth and the desperate urge to finger her throbbing clit until it gave her the relief she craved for. After her husband had left for work she lay in her bed thinking of the events that occurred the night before and once again although riddled with guilt she found her hands once again relieving the pent up passion in her body. Unbeknown to the masturbating mother, her son was also relieving himself of yet another load of spunk at the very same time. Now… in the cold light of day…how could she face him? The worried mother cradled ...