A Small Caravan - Sex Stories

A Small Caravan

... mine, though we continued kissing and caressing each other. I slid my hand around her body and cupped her breast in my hand, kneading gently. She moaned into my mouth and began grinding her hips against mine. I found her nipple and rolled it between my fingers, making her gasp with intermittent pinches. I felt her trying to shift, pulling against me. I couldn't believe this was happening. Without releasing our kiss, I rolled on top of her and her legs fell open, her thick thighs either side of mine. The heat from her was almost unbearable, and my straining erection twitched against her thigh. I pushed my hips forward, and felt the tip of my erection prod the flesh beside her vagina. She moaned nervously and neither of us dared release the kiss. Had we opened our eyes at that moment we both knew we would lose our nerve and stop. I steered the head of my erection toward the heat, thinking over and over this is it. The head of my erection found her hole. It was dripping wet, and burning with passion. I shook as I pushed, feeling her vagina envelop the head of my erection. She gripped me tightly and whimpered, and I slowly sank the entire length of my erection into my mother's willing vagina. Her fleshy tunnel pulsed and quivered around my length, massaging my erection in a way I had never felt before. We then released our kiss and opened our eyes, our stare meeting and we gazed, wide-eyed at each other, both in utter disbelief that this was happening, that I was balls-deep ...

... inside my own mother. It was too much. My entire body quivered uncontrollably and I felt my balls tense up. She felt my orgasm begin and she gripped me tightly, parting her legs wider to give me greater depth, gazing into my eyes as my hips instinctively jerked forwards and I climaxed, my balls tightening forcing a welt of my semen deep inside my mother. I gripped her shoulders and jerked my hips as wave after wave of ecstacy rocked my body and my semen flooded my mothers vagina, the walls gripping and massaging my swollen erection, teasing out every welt of burning semen. When my orgasm finally subsided, I lifted my head and gazed into my mother's eyes. She gazed back, stroking my hair tenderly. "I came inside you..." I muttered. She smiled lovingly. "I didn't really expect I'd be needing condoms for a holiday with my son." she said warmly "Are you not on the pill or anything?" I asked, somewhat panicked. She shook her head. "It's been a long time since I've needed to." she replied. "What if I've got you pregnant?" I asked. She shook her head. "There's a town a couple of miles from the site, I'm sure there'll be a chemist I can get the morning after pill from." she assured me. "Should we get some condoms?" I suggested. She looked at me. "I don't know if we should do this again..." she muttered. "You're my son. No matter how much we pretend to be a couple, we know we are mother and son, and we just had sex." "Didn't you want to do it?" I asked. "It doesn't matter what I wanted, my ...