A Small Caravan - Sex Stories

A Small Caravan

... emotions made me take things too far. I miss you so much while you're away and we over compensated." she said. "I'm your mother, I shouldn't have let things go this far." I kissed her, and she resisted slightly. My quickly-recovering erection began probing at her vagina again. She broke off the kiss and whimpered "we can't, it's not right, I want to so badly but you're my son." I found her entrance and once again sank my erection into her. She moaned and tensed up, gripping me tightly and her legs writhing on the bed. I threw the cover off us so I could look at our naked bodies as we made love again. Her resistance ceased and we began writhing together. Me lunging my hips, sinking my erection into my mother over and over, and her bucking underneath me, her huge breasts bouncing beneath me. She began moaning not with the love of before, but with lust. It was lower and sluttier, and her hands pawed at my body. My first orgasm over, I knew I would have the stamina to fuck my mother properly this time, before I unloaded my balls inside her again. We knew the caravan must have been rocking like a broken washing machine, but we didn't care. We were lost to everything but each other as we lunged at each other, our hips pounding together, my mouth alternating between her breasts and her mouth. I felt her tense beneath me and she squealed "You're making me cum!" before her mouth fell open in a soundless scream and she jerked beneath me like an electric current was surging through ...

... her. "Cum with me, cum inside me again!" she moaned, and I pinned her to the bed and thrust furiously, clapping against her hips in a way that must have hurt her, but I found my limit and latched my mouth onto hers as again my balls emptied, throwing even more of my young semen up into my mother's still-fertile womb. Her legs locked around mine this time, holding me in place with a strength I never knew was in her, and her vagina squeezed and milked my cock furiously, pulling every drop of my cum out of my length and into her waiting cervix. Our orgasms subsided and we breathlessly kissed, our tongues finally coming into play and they wrestled sloppily as our sweaty bodies swelled and deflated with laboured respiration. "Fuck me that was so good." my mother gasped. I nodded in agreement, frustrated that my cock was slackening. I felt it slip out of my mother with a squelching noise and a glob of my sperm leaked out after it. "Fuck it, you're my toyboy for this holiday." my mother said. "And I may have to come visit you at your halls whenever I'm missing you." she said. I grinned. "As long as we can keep it quiet there, they all know you're my mother, if you start begging me to cum inside you again, we'll be getting some very strange looks." My mother laughed. She was so beautiful. "I've never had a serious girlfriend because I've been waiting for a woman like you." I said. I had felt that for a long time, and I felt that now was the time to tell her. She smiled up at me. "I ...