Me and Mom Fisting - Sex Stories

Me and Mom Fisting

... urged it closer toward me. Mom's foot shifted on the floor and I slowly moved my hand up the inside of her calf to the hem of her skirt which this day was above her knee. She sucked in her breath. I stood, bringing my hand up, Mom's skirt bunching onto my wrist as I maintained contact with the inside of her leg all the way, accompanied by the sound of breath sucking noisily between teeth. I looked over Mom's shoulder at her breasts, now filling the blouse more fully, twisted my hand away from the inside of Mom's leg, and quickly pulled it up, firmly cupping the panties stretched between her thighs. "Ohhhhhunnhhhhhh," Mom cried, but she didn't move. My hand cupped the warmth of her pantied pussy. I didn't rub with my hand but instead lifted it, pressing hard against her until the resistance lightened and I realized she was standing up on her toes. Out of stretching room, the resistance returned and Mom fell forward against the sink. Now, I moved my hand forward and back, rubbing her pussy. "Unngghhh," she cried, hunching over. Thrilled by her response, I rubbed more quickly. "Unnghhh, unghhh, unghh." Mom's head lolled over the sink with every lift and rub and, as she abandoned herself to me, my cock surged in my pants. It hurt but there wasn't anything I could do about that now. I twisted my hand between rubs, ripping a more guttural moan from Mom as I mashed her lower lips sideways. Her head flopped all the way forward and her hips pushed back to increase the friction ...

... between us. I grasped a handful of Mom's long, red hair and pulled her face up, leaning sideways so I could see the sexual chaos flickering over her face. My fingers, twisting between her legs, sc****d Mom's panties to the side and I was suddenly plying her slick, naked lips. So wet, so very, very wet. Even at her horniest, Eleyna was never as soaked as this. "Ahhhhrrgggg." Christ, that was me, not Mom. I pushed my fingers inside her cunt. "Unnnghhhh." "Ahhhhrrrgggggg." I wasn't gradual or gentle. I pushed two and then three fingers all the way in, twisting my hand, exploring with my fingertips. In and out, in, twist, out, in, twist left and right, out, in... Mom moved her right foot out, opening her legs wider and I let her head slump forward again, adding my pinky to the exploration team. All my fingers were completely inside her now, right up to the last set of knuckles, twisting with the full width of my hand, and still Mom moaned for more. My thumb pressed against her asshole and Mom's head dropped right into the sink, her face glancing off the faucet. I pressed my thumb into her tight, crinkly hole, but just enough to cover the nail. My left hand slid down Mom's back to hold her against the counter as her legs began to buckle. Pulling my thumb away, I clamped it tight to my index finger, curled my palm inward, and pushed into her cunt, sliding all the way in, meeting great resistance but only momentarily because of a sudden flood of feminine fluid. "Ohhhhhaaghhhhhhh," Mom ...