The naughty f****y pt4 - Sex Stories

The naughty f****y pt4

... was filling me up with his cock. I am not sure how long I was lost in that wonderful madness of i****tuous orgasm, but suddenly I found myself conscious again, my own sobs of pleasure echoing in my ears as I became aware of my son's body on top of me, thrusting into me, filling my pussy with the most wonderful cock imaginable and that I was responding as a woman filled with lust and desire, instinctively mating with a man I loved more than life itself. I felt full and complete with every strong thrust of Scotty's cock, reveling each time he ground his crotch against mine, his pelvis mashing against my spread lips, tickling and teasing my swollen and exposed clitoris. "I LOVE YOU, SON! MOMMY LOVES YOU SO MUCH!" I screamed, realizing that I had already nearly screamed myself hoarse. I tried to wrap my arms and legs around my son's body in an effort to have him all that closer, savoring the feel of his sweaty skin sliding and sticky to mine. His sparse chest hair tickled my swollen nipples, each little brush of my nipples against his scratchy chest sending me that much deeper into an abyss of utter pleasure. Scotty and I kissed -- my lips and tongue feeling swollen and so much more sensitive, relishing the taste of his saliva, his sweat...of him, recognizing him as a son and a lover, melding into something greater as he fed me his cock again and again. As my orgasm swelled up inside me again, I threw back my head and screamed as I arched my back, bucking my body upwards to ...

... meet my son's downward thrusts while he ducked his head to suck and bite my nipples -- the sudden sharp pain of his teeth on my bl**d-engorged tips escalating my orgasm to even greater heights. My mind swirled with maddening thoughts as I recalled my husband describing the carnal intimacy of making love to our daughter and knew that coupling with our son transcended even their lovemaking. My eyes, clouded with the i****tuous passion and pleasure of the moment would now and again clear momentarily and forever burned into my memory were images of Scotty's face, screwed up in an expression that mirrored his intensity, pleasure and love. I recall giving my husband and daughter a momentary glance -- Jilly sitting in her father's lap, his long, hard dick jutting up from between her legs, her hips rocking slowly as she kissed it with her wide spread pussy lips which glistened with her wetness and his last load of hot semen. Both were staring avidly and happily as my son and I fucked with abandon. I could not concentrate on them for more than a few seconds -- my son's fine cock fucking me so sweetly, so passionately demanded my full and complete attention. "Scotty, lover -- fuck me!" I moaned. "C'mon now, son -- fuck Momma hard with that big...MMMMMM...BIG DICK!" I felt my body acting on its own volition, seeking to meet my son's thrusts, to envelop and hold his thick penis inside my womb, kissing it with my pussy flesh, savoring its steady pace as it sawed in and out of me. "Mom...oh, ...