The Challenge 7: Fernanda's Turn - Sex Stories

The Challenge 7: Fernanda's Turn

... courtyard out back. “I guess this is nice,” he thought, turning to re-enter their room. He was met by his mother, slamming and pinning him against the wall. “Mom?” Jonny watched his mother practically tear her blouse off, revealing large bare breasts. She quickly slid out of her skirt, kicking it aside. “Mom! Are you insane?” Jonny cried. His question was met with a slap to the face by his mother. “Yes! I mean, no! I mean,” Fernanda paused, eyes darting to the side. She grabbed her son, kissing him as hard as she could. “Mmmph,” Jonny tried to speak, his mouth covered by his mother’s. He struggled to push her away, but she clung to him tightly. She was moving backward, dragging him to the bed. She turned, pushing him down onto the mattress, breaking the kiss. “Mom! What are you doing?” Jonny yelled. His mother pounced on top of him, straddling him, pinning him down. “No talking,” She said, tugging at his belt. “No, wait! Please!” Jonny pleaded. “I said no talking,” Fernanda grabbed his face, staring into his eyes, inches from his lips. She kissed him again, a slow, long, soulful kiss. “I’m going to finish what your aunt started. I’m going to be the one you give everything to. I’m the one whose name you’ll scream. Me, your mother. Do I make myself clear?” she demanded. Jonny’s mouth hung open as he slowly nodded his head. “Good. Now be still while I fuck you,” she said. She dragged her breasts across his chest, down his mid-section. She pulled at his shorts, Jonny watching on ...

... in disbelief. He pushed away from her, but it was no use. She pounced on him again, holding him place. “Mom,” he whispered, Fernanda tearing his t-shirt down the middle, ripping it from his body. She kissed him again as hard as she could, forcing her tongue into his reluctant mouth. “Shhh,” she silenced him again, breaking the kiss. Squatting over him, she grabbed the back of his head, pulling it to her chest. “Suck,” she commanded. Jonny paused a moment, looking at her large, round breasts. They were a little bigger than Claudia’s. “They’re nice,” he thought, talking himself into doing it. One final look to his mother’s face, she nodded, and Jonny grabbed both her tits, bringing one to his mouth, licking and sucking the nipple. Fernanda closed her eyes, head arching to the ceiling, “That’s it, just like that,” she said. “Very good,” she said, releasing her son’s head, she slid down his body, finishing her task of removing his pants. “Lift,” she told Jonny. He did as he was told, allowing his mother to remove his shorts and boxers. “Mmmm, beautiful,” Fernanda said, grinning devilishly at the erect cock revealed to her. “I see it’s ready for mother too.” Jonny backed away, reality kicking in, “No, wait, we can’t.” “Yes we can. You were about to with your aunt,” Fernanda said, crawling toward her slowly backing away son. “But that was different,” he pleaded. “Incest is incest. Now let me take you how I always wanted my Papi to take me,” Fernanda said. “Wait, what?” Jonny’s eyes ...