I had to stand on my tiptoes for my lips to meet his. As we kissed, I felt myself melting into him. I have to get away. Sara, you turn around right now and go to your room and lock the door. Because if you don’t and If David presses the issue of sex, you are not going to be able to hold out.
David reached under my hips and lifted me up ending my inner turmoil. Deciding to give in to my most lascivious desires I wrapped my legs around his waist never breaking our embrace. My son slowly began to walk toward my bedroom. My head was dizzy with pleasure as David lay me down on my bed. “Sara I desperately want you.”
The fact that my son had just called me by my first name caused a ripple of excitement to jolt through my body. As tears started to well in my eyes, I could feel my resolve faltering. “David, I don’t know… I…”
David placed a finger on my lips. “It’s ok Sara. I’ll be gentle.”
I’m the one whose supposed to be treating you like a blushing virgin about to have sex for the first time. Instead, here I was acting like a girl with the boy she fantasizes about during her third-period math class. The lewdness of the situation caused my juices to start flowing even more. I reached down and took hold of David’s cock and lined it up with my entrance. “Maybe I don’t want you to be gentle.”
My son took my request to heart. David violently thrust into me. Over and over his massive tool pistoned inside of me, all the way to the hilt and then pulled back to where only the tip remained. “Fuck me hard you motherfucker!” I screamed in ecstasy unable to control myself.
The wooden slats of the bed creaked in protest as David slammed in and out of me. My fingernails raked down his back as my pussy was filled completely. A woman could get addicted to being fucked like this. Laura is a fool for not locking down this stud cock. Well the hell with her. Laura’s loss is mommy’s gain.
The headboard slapped the wall as though it were high fiving it for a job well done. Which, if it were judging the pussy pleasing dicking I was receiving, was appropriate. My son’s hands roughly handled my overly sensitive breasts. My nipples were rock hard as he rolled them between his fingers. I’m losing my god damned mind. I started to squirt coating David’s washboard abs in my love juices.
“Sara, I’m going to cum. Time to pull out,” David announced his speech ragged from exertion.
Immediately, my legs wrapped around my son. I dug my heels into his firm ass. I pressed hard in the same way I would if I was trying to spur on a stud thoroughbred. My hands came up and gripped his firm broad back. I pulled my face up until my mouth was next to his ear. “Don’t pull out. I want to experience all of it. We’re not doing anything halfway.”
David gave me a surprised look, and for a second it seemed like he might argue against cumming inside his mother. But I gave him the withering stare that was the universal sign that mommy had spoken and her son best obey. David then pushed into me completely filling my pussy to the brim with his substantial piece of meat. Then as I felt the tale tell sign twitching that signaled I would soon be filled with my son’s semen he kissed me with a fiery passion. As he pumped me full of what possibly could be life creating seed our tongues danced together. You’re mine forever now. Not just as my son, but also my lover and possibly the father of my children.