I pulled the tablecloth up, looking down to my only son and admiring the cum dripping down his chin and over his muscular chest. I grinned at him as he stared up to me in disbelief and I said “What a naughty boy you are, Jake, making mommy cum like that in front of your father. Was breakfast yummy?” I asked with a wink.
“My favorite, mom, just like you said…” responded Jake with a weak smile “So… I’m not going to school today?”
“Oh no, sweetie, certainly not… My son is going to be a momma’s boy today… I’m going to make you feel good just like I told your father… and before the end of the day, you’re going to fuck your mother.” I said simply, never breaking my gaze with his.
“Jesus Christ mom… I can’t believe this is happening. I never thought I would want anyone this bad.” he responded.
I smiled down to him, cocking my head to the side and admiring his handsome, wet face again and saying in a warm, nourishing tone “It won’t be a passing thing sweetheart… I’m going to make you wait all day… I want you to appreciate what mommy is going to do with you. I want it to be the best you’ll ever have…”. With that I reached up from his head slowly, taking the tie about my waist and gently tugging it. The silk bow easily came undone and my robe dropped open. My pale, naked body was completely and purposefully on display for my awestruck son. I then draped the belt around his neck, scooted my chair back, and pulled him with me gently. He did not resist, and we stood together. The bulge in his pants was overwhelmingly large, and I knew it would be difficult not to impale myself on it the moment I saw it. I turned then and, using the belt as a sort of leash, pulled him along with me as I started toward the stairs, swaying my curvy, motherly hips as I walked. He followed obediently as I took him all the way upstairs and into mine and Chucks bedroom like this, shutting the door behind us and then turning to my son, my breasts swaying as I did. I pulled him against me, my tits squishing against his muscular chest.
Mother and son clashed in a deep, slimy kiss whose company included my cum from his breakfast. We held this erotic lip lock as he moved his hands between us to explore my tight body. One hand groped my right breast while the other slid down the front my body, my skin tingling in its wake more and more the lower it went. Rough fingers passed my naval and into the slippery liquids beneath it, gliding down in an arch to my waiting entrance. Powerfully, my son stroked my wet pussy with skilled middle and ring fingers. “Mmmmm” I moaned loudly against his lips as our tongues danced together. I reached down, ripping his shorts open desperately enough to pop off the button and bring the zipper to its base, whimpering as he fingered me. I let go of his shorts, which fell to the ground, and reached up to push him back by his shoulders, looking into his eyes with intense lust before pointing to mine and his father’s bed. “Get those boxers off and lay down mister” I ordered with narrowed eyes. I wasn’t about to lose control now. It took all my will power not to look down at the ten plus inches of meat that would eventually fill me to a point I’d never experienced.
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