Sleep With Me Darling
The rain came down in a torrent, lightning filled the sky and thunder rumbled the old cottage. Helen couldn't sleep, she couldn't relax.
As thoughts of being fucked by someone drifted through her mind, faces morphed into a series of men she'd had sex with. Gasping, her eyes flew open when the last had been Mark.
"Mark was Helen's f******n year old"
A delicious tingle between her legs and her suddenly hard nipples gave her an idea and she jumped out of bed before doubt could creep into her mind.
Letting the silk pajama bottoms and top fall to the floor, she rummaged through her drawer completely naked. Lightning flashed again and she caught a glimpse of her sexy figure in the mirror: large, 38D breasts capped by big nipples that were stiff at the moment, her dark bush of pubic hair and her firm arse that her ex-boyfriends loved to grab. Her wavy, brunette hair cascaded around her neck and face. For a split second she wondered if she should bother putting anything on at all, but then she shook her head and continued her search.
A moment later she found what she was looking for and put it on: a cream colored short sheer nighty that barely covered her dark thick bush. The cheeks of her arse were only half covered. Looking in the mirror, she smiled devilishly and then left her bedroom and made her way to Mark's bedroom.
There was light coming from under Mark's bedroom door. Her f******n year old son wasn't asleep either it seemed. Without knocking, she opened his door and stepped inside. Mark jumped at seeing his mother, tossing something over the far side of the bed. He yanked the sheets up quickly, but it didn't hide the bulge that made an obvious tent between his legs.
Inwardly Helen smiled, catching him masturbating was a nice surprise. The look of terror on his young face would play into her plan nicely as well.
"Oh darling, is the storm scaring you too?" She said, her voice full of concern.
"Uh, yeah Mum," Mark answered with a stutter. "Yeah, it's a big storm tonight, huh?"
"It sure is," Helen agreed, using her voice to sound frail. "I'm scared. Why don't you sleep with me tonight?"
"Okay," Mark agreed and she beamed a smile at him. She stepped fully into his bedroom so that he could see her in her little nightie. His eyes got big and he swallowed hard. Stealing a glance, she seen the tent in his sheets twitch.
"C'mon darling, hurry up it's cold! Come to my bed with me."
Helen grabbed at the sheet and pulled it off of him. Mark lunged for his pyjama bottoms at his ankles and yanked them up. She smiled at her handsome young son, so young and toned and full of youth. She pretended not to notice his hard young erection, but it was at the center of her mind. The lump of flesh between his legs pressed outward against the pyjama shorts presenting such an enticing sight to her that her pussy began to flutter with desire.
"Hurry up darling!" she said, bouncing in impatience, causing her 38D breasts to jiggle beneath the flimsy nightie she wore. Mark swallowed hard again and when he was finally moving towards her Helen turned around and led the way to her bedroom. She hoped that her son was taking a good look at her arse on full display for his pleasure.
As they entered her bedroom another flash of lightning filled the sky and a deep crack of thunder startled Helen. With a cry she jumped into her Mark's arms, squishing her breasts into his smooth young chest. His arms wrapped around her and he held her close. Helen felt his hard young cock pressing into her, and she flung her arms around him to keep him from pulling away too quickly.
The lightning faded and they were plunged into darkness, the only sound was of their breathing and the rain on the window. Helen enjoyed the feeling of him so close to her, the smell of his skin. She knew that this was not what a mother was not supposed to do with her son. Turning herself slowly, holding Mark's hands, she spun so that her arse was pressed against her son's stiff young cock, nestled between her cheeks.
"Come on, let's get in bed," she said as she bent over at the waist. A part of her hoped that Mark would take the gift she was offering and slide his hard young cock into her wet hairy pussy from behind and give her the fucking that she needed. It was not to be though, Mark was too young to understand this offer!, she thought, as he agreed and let her climb into the bed.
Once they were both in bed Helen snuggled up close to her young son, pressing her large breasts into his arm and dr****g one leg over his. Another clap of thunder and he wrapped an arm around her and held her close as her hand stroked his smooth chest.
"Was the storm the only reason you couldn't sleep darling?" Helen asked, scissoring her legs slowly to tease her aching pussy.
"Well, Uhh ye" he said slowly, "that was only part of it."
"Me too!" Helen giggled, pressing her hairy pubic mound against his hip. "Why couldn't you sleep darling? Besides the storm, that is," she asked.
"You first Mum," Mark said with a hard swallow.
"Okay," she said slowly. Then, in a whisper, "I needed a cuddle, and I was feeling horny." Helen could feel his heart racing in his chest as the words escaped her lips. "Were you horny, Darling?"
Mark didn't answer, but she felt him nod. With a big grin her own heart fluttered at his admission. She kissed his cheek lightly as her hand continued to slide across his smooth skin, down his chest and across his stomach.
"I like the way you smell. So manly."
"I like the way you smell, mum," Mark breathed.
"Yeah? You like my new perfume?" She pushed herself up and looked at him, his handsome young features coming into full view with a flash of lightning. "Here," she said as she leaned closer, putting her neck next to his face, "smell it here."
Mark took a deep breath and groaned in satisfaction.
"Would you like to know where else I spray it?" She giggled when he nodded vigorously. Shifting her body again, she lowered her cleavage to his face, nearly burying his face between her large boobs. "Take a whiff."
Once again Mark inhaled deeply and she loved the feel of her young son, he was now a young man, with his face between her breasts. Her body was aching with need, but she knew she couldn't proceed too quickly.
"Mark, were you wanking when I came into your bedroom?" Of course she knew the answer, but the chance to torture her f******n year old son a little was too much to pass up. His face was still between her tits and she felt him nod. "Ooh you naughty boy!"
Moving back, she stared down at him and then she reached over and turned on the bedside lamp. Bathed in the soft, warm light she could see him properly now, but more importantly, he could see her. His eyes were glazed over, like he was a rabbit in the car headlights.
"What were you looking at when I came in your bedroom darling?" Mark gulped, but didn't respond. "Was it a dirty magazine?" After a moment, she nudged him and he reluctantly nodded. "Filled with pictures of naked women?" Another nod. Smiling wickedly, she pushed her nighty down so that her breasts were out in the open for him to see.
"Bigger than mine?" she asked.
"Oh fuck no," Mark said without thinking. She playfully slapped at his chest for the foul language, but he didn't react, he was too mesmerized by her bare tits.
"Have you ever thought of these while you are wanking your hard cock?" She pressed her tits together and leaned forward once more, pushing them close to his face once more.
"Uhh Yes Mum," Mark winced quietly.
"Want to know something? I've think of this to sometimes," Helen leaned back and slid her hand from his inner thigh upward until she stopped with her hand resting lightly on his throbbing young cock. "I've thought of this to," she gave him a gentle squeeze, "while I've played with myself."
The feel of his hot, hard young shaft in her hand, separated only by the thin cotton of his pyjamas caused made Helen swoon. Taking his hand, she placed it on her left breast and molded her fingers over his and forced him to squeeze. Quickly Mark used both hands to squeeze and cup his mother's large tits.
She took a firm grip on his hard young shaft and began to stroke him through his shorts, then she slipped her hand under the waistband so that she could feel his velvety flesh with her hand. After a minute of this she moved and kissed her son for the first time as her lover.
Her tongue invaded his mouth. Mark kissed her back and soon they were making out like horny teenagers. Mark was soon towering over her and his mouth covered her hard nipples and he was sucking on her tits like there was no tomorrow.
"Oh yes darling! Suck my titties!" she encouraged, running her fingers through his short hair. She fed him her flesh and felt her pussy getting wetter and wetter with each swipe of his tongue. Snaking her hand between their bodies, she pushed his pyjamas off his hips and then she groped for his hard young cock. His shaft felt like heaven in her hand as she stroked him. Sliding her thumb over the hard head, she caught the sticky drops of precum as it leaked out the tip.
"Lay down Mark," she ordered him and he obeyed. Helen gazed down at her son's hard young cock, so strong and so hard, standing up proudly. Her dainty hand looked so small wrapped around his veiny pole. Smearing more of his precum along his shaft, she watched in awe as she stroked him. "I want to make you cum."
Mark only nodded, as he stared up at her. Helen loved the feel of her son's hard cock in her hand, slipping through her fingers in an erotic ritual.
"Oh your so hard!" she moaned, pinching a nipple with her free hand. "I can't wait to see what a big load of cum you have for me! Let me make this cock of yours wetter for you." She let go of his hard cock for a moment and stuffed her fingers into her wet hairy cunt and soaked them. When she grabbed his hard shaft again her fingers were even more slippery than before and now her hand glided over his skin smoothly.
A minute later his body stiffened and then jets of white, sticky cum shot out of his hard young cock. It shot up in the air and some landed on his chest, some on the bed and the rest was caught by Helen's hand and she used that to lubricate her stroking even more.
"That's it baby, cum for me! Cum for mummy!" she encouraged him as she milked the load out of his young cock.
"Oh Mum!" Mark shouted as he came, filling her with a delicious thrill.
"Did you like that darling? Did that feel good?" She smothered his mouth with her own again, still holding onto his young cock which was still unbelievably hard. Mark returned her kisses, his hands all over her body from her boobs to her arse cheeks.
Helen loved the eager way her young son devoured her body, reminding her of how sex used to be when she was a teenager. She couldn't wait for him to work up the courage to find her hairy pussy on his own and guided his hand to her wet cunt. His groan of pleasure was music to her ears as he began to explore her wet hairy pussy. His fingers slid over every electricity filled nerve ending, sending waves of pleasure to her brain.
"Oh yes, that's it darling. Stroke mummy's pussy, stroke it for me and make me cum!" Lifting her hips, she pushed his fingers inside her soaking wet channel and she moaned with a****l desire as he began to finger her steadily. "Oh fuck darling, that's it! Fuck me with your fingers, and make me cum just like I did for you!"
Mark sucked on her nipples as he fingered her wet cunt, her hips lifting to meet his thrusts and lowering as he pulled out. Helen was on fire and it wasn't long before she let out a scream of pleasure, her pussy clamping down on Mark's fingers as she came. When he pulled his fingers out of her sopping wet cunt she grabbed his hand and sucked them clean.
Catching her breath, Helen felt a glow, but she knew she wasn't done and she guessed neither was her young son. Pushing him down on his back, she straddled his chest, facing his feet.
"Now that we've done it with our hands, next is our mouths!" she announced.
Immediately Mark's hands grabbed her arse cheeks and pulled her back until her hairy pussy was pressed up against his mouth. His tongue pressed against her wet lips and he was soon french kissing her wet pussy.
"Oh God that feels so good, darling. Lick mummy's pussy," she sighed.
Leaning forward, Helen found his rampant young cock. Taking hold of it in her hand she rubbed the head of his cock against her lips, like a lipstick. A large dollop of cum still clung to the tip and she slipped her tongue out to slurp it up. Oh he tasted so wonderful! She felt her pussy quiver at the taste of his young seed. Mark was licking her from her clit to her little rosebud in a slow, steady fashion, building up her desire moment by moment.
Stroking his hard cock, she rubbed it against her face, loving the smell and feel of him before she opened her mouth and let him enter. Mark groaned with pleasure as she engulfed his shaft in her warm, wet mouth. Her lips pressed against his shaft as she took him deeper and deeper. He stretched her mouth wide open he was so hard and so thick, and that made Helen even wetter as she imagined it spreading her pussy lips.
The sounds of the ************** 69'ing filled the bedroom. Groans, moans and wet slurps filled the gaps between the thunder. Helen came first, her body quivering and shaking as Mark held her tightly in his grasp, his tongue flicking against her clit while she came. She guided his finger to her arsehole and moaned in a high pitch when he teased her tender rosebud. As he played with her more, she humped his face harder and harder until she came again.
Mark had not cum yet from her blowjob and she intended to make sure that he did. Climbing off his body, she spun around and her son lifted himself up on his elbows so that he could see her do her magic. Kneeling between his legs, she straightened up and pressed her full tits together, something she knew some of her ex-boyfriends liked to see.
"I you to cum in my mouth darling, just like I did in yours." She said. "After you have fucked my tits for a bit." With that she leaned forward and captured his hard young cock between her boobs and squished them together. Rocking back and forth, she stroked his cock between her breasts, sucking on the head of his cock as it appeared on the down stroke. She let the saliva in her mouth drip out onto his cock to make the tit fuck slippery.
"Oh mum, I love fucking your tits!" Mark huffed, his eyes glazed over in lust.
"I love to have my boobs fucked, baby boy. You can fuck my boobs anytime you like!" she offered.
"Oh god mum, I'm going to cum!"
Helen grabbed his cock and lowered her mouth onto it, taking him into her mouth. Bracing herself, she pushed forward slowly until she felt his soft down of pubic hairs pressed against her stretched lips. Deepthroating her f******n year old son's cock, her pussy spasmed as his orgasm burst forth and sent jets of hot semen down to her mouth.
When she felt he was done spurting his cum, Helen let his cock slip from her lips and she licked and kissed it clean. Her tongue bathed his shaft and she savored the taste. Afterwards she climbed up next to Mark on the bed and revelled in the way he caressed her body, planting kisses on her tits and her face.
"Have you got anymore in you darling?" Helen asked with a smile. She took hold of his semi hard cock and stroked him slowly, working him back to full hardness.
"Yeah, I think I can manage it again mum," Mark said with a devious smile.
"Good," Helen smiled.
With a delightful yelp, Helen was flipped on her back and suddenly her Mark was between her legs, pushing her knees apart. Reaching between them, she took hold of his hard, young cock and aimed it at her wet hairy gash. They groaned in unison as he slid into her very slick cunt. She savored the way he stretched her.
His smooth hairless chest and strong muscles looked so incredibly sexy to her. She cupped her breasts and played with her nipples as he towered over her and worked his young cock in and out of her wet cunt. Mark found his rhythm and soon his pace quickened until he was pounding her pussy fiercely.
"Oh Mark, my baby boy," she huffed, "you fuck me so good! Fuck mummy! Fuck me!" She let go of her breasts and grabbed onto the sheets, trying to hold herself in place as her young son fucked the hell out of her. Her tits bounced up and down on her chest in time to his thrusts into her hairy pussy.
Mark moaned deeply, his cock grew even harder and then he was cumming inside his mother. The feel of his orgasm triggered her own and her pussy clamped down on his shaft, mixing her love juices with his young seed, deep inside her well fucked cunt.
When he was done he slipped from her pussy and collapsed next to her on the bed. Helen reached between her legs and felt their mixed fluids seep out of her and she scooped up as much as she could with her cupped hand. Mark snuggled up to her and held her close as he drifted off to sleep.
Helen lay in the afterglow, wondering what she had started, up until she drifted off to sleep, she was relaxed and the storm miles away.
As thoughts of being fucked by someone drifted through her mind, faces morphed into a series of men she'd had sex with. Gasping, her eyes flew open when the last had been Mark.
"Mark was Helen's f******n year old"
A delicious tingle between her legs and her suddenly hard nipples gave her an idea and she jumped out of bed before doubt could creep into her mind.
Letting the silk pajama bottoms and top fall to the floor, she rummaged through her drawer completely naked. Lightning flashed again and she caught a glimpse of her sexy figure in the mirror: large, 38D breasts capped by big nipples that were stiff at the moment, her dark bush of pubic hair and her firm arse that her ex-boyfriends loved to grab. Her wavy, brunette hair cascaded around her neck and face. For a split second she wondered if she should bother putting anything on at all, but then she shook her head and continued her search.
A moment later she found what she was looking for and put it on: a cream colored short sheer nighty that barely covered her dark thick bush. The cheeks of her arse were only half covered. Looking in the mirror, she smiled devilishly and then left her bedroom and made her way to Mark's bedroom.
There was light coming from under Mark's bedroom door. Her f******n year old son wasn't asleep either it seemed. Without knocking, she opened his door and stepped inside. Mark jumped at seeing his mother, tossing something over the far side of the bed. He yanked the sheets up quickly, but it didn't hide the bulge that made an obvious tent between his legs.
Inwardly Helen smiled, catching him masturbating was a nice surprise. The look of terror on his young face would play into her plan nicely as well.
"Oh darling, is the storm scaring you too?" She said, her voice full of concern.
"Uh, yeah Mum," Mark answered with a stutter. "Yeah, it's a big storm tonight, huh?"
"It sure is," Helen agreed, using her voice to sound frail. "I'm scared. Why don't you sleep with me tonight?"
"Okay," Mark agreed and she beamed a smile at him. She stepped fully into his bedroom so that he could see her in her little nightie. His eyes got big and he swallowed hard. Stealing a glance, she seen the tent in his sheets twitch.
"C'mon darling, hurry up it's cold! Come to my bed with me."
Helen grabbed at the sheet and pulled it off of him. Mark lunged for his pyjama bottoms at his ankles and yanked them up. She smiled at her handsome young son, so young and toned and full of youth. She pretended not to notice his hard young erection, but it was at the center of her mind. The lump of flesh between his legs pressed outward against the pyjama shorts presenting such an enticing sight to her that her pussy began to flutter with desire.
"Hurry up darling!" she said, bouncing in impatience, causing her 38D breasts to jiggle beneath the flimsy nightie she wore. Mark swallowed hard again and when he was finally moving towards her Helen turned around and led the way to her bedroom. She hoped that her son was taking a good look at her arse on full display for his pleasure.
As they entered her bedroom another flash of lightning filled the sky and a deep crack of thunder startled Helen. With a cry she jumped into her Mark's arms, squishing her breasts into his smooth young chest. His arms wrapped around her and he held her close. Helen felt his hard young cock pressing into her, and she flung her arms around him to keep him from pulling away too quickly.
The lightning faded and they were plunged into darkness, the only sound was of their breathing and the rain on the window. Helen enjoyed the feeling of him so close to her, the smell of his skin. She knew that this was not what a mother was not supposed to do with her son. Turning herself slowly, holding Mark's hands, she spun so that her arse was pressed against her son's stiff young cock, nestled between her cheeks.
"Come on, let's get in bed," she said as she bent over at the waist. A part of her hoped that Mark would take the gift she was offering and slide his hard young cock into her wet hairy pussy from behind and give her the fucking that she needed. It was not to be though, Mark was too young to understand this offer!, she thought, as he agreed and let her climb into the bed.
Once they were both in bed Helen snuggled up close to her young son, pressing her large breasts into his arm and dr****g one leg over his. Another clap of thunder and he wrapped an arm around her and held her close as her hand stroked his smooth chest.
"Was the storm the only reason you couldn't sleep darling?" Helen asked, scissoring her legs slowly to tease her aching pussy.
"Well, Uhh ye" he said slowly, "that was only part of it."
"Me too!" Helen giggled, pressing her hairy pubic mound against his hip. "Why couldn't you sleep darling? Besides the storm, that is," she asked.
"You first Mum," Mark said with a hard swallow.
"Okay," she said slowly. Then, in a whisper, "I needed a cuddle, and I was feeling horny." Helen could feel his heart racing in his chest as the words escaped her lips. "Were you horny, Darling?"
Mark didn't answer, but she felt him nod. With a big grin her own heart fluttered at his admission. She kissed his cheek lightly as her hand continued to slide across his smooth skin, down his chest and across his stomach.
"I like the way you smell. So manly."
"I like the way you smell, mum," Mark breathed.
"Yeah? You like my new perfume?" She pushed herself up and looked at him, his handsome young features coming into full view with a flash of lightning. "Here," she said as she leaned closer, putting her neck next to his face, "smell it here."
Mark took a deep breath and groaned in satisfaction.
"Would you like to know where else I spray it?" She giggled when he nodded vigorously. Shifting her body again, she lowered her cleavage to his face, nearly burying his face between her large boobs. "Take a whiff."
Once again Mark inhaled deeply and she loved the feel of her young son, he was now a young man, with his face between her breasts. Her body was aching with need, but she knew she couldn't proceed too quickly.
"Mark, were you wanking when I came into your bedroom?" Of course she knew the answer, but the chance to torture her f******n year old son a little was too much to pass up. His face was still between her tits and she felt him nod. "Ooh you naughty boy!"
Moving back, she stared down at him and then she reached over and turned on the bedside lamp. Bathed in the soft, warm light she could see him properly now, but more importantly, he could see her. His eyes were glazed over, like he was a rabbit in the car headlights.
"What were you looking at when I came in your bedroom darling?" Mark gulped, but didn't respond. "Was it a dirty magazine?" After a moment, she nudged him and he reluctantly nodded. "Filled with pictures of naked women?" Another nod. Smiling wickedly, she pushed her nighty down so that her breasts were out in the open for him to see.
"Bigger than mine?" she asked.
"Oh fuck no," Mark said without thinking. She playfully slapped at his chest for the foul language, but he didn't react, he was too mesmerized by her bare tits.
"Have you ever thought of these while you are wanking your hard cock?" She pressed her tits together and leaned forward once more, pushing them close to his face once more.
"Uhh Yes Mum," Mark winced quietly.
"Want to know something? I've think of this to sometimes," Helen leaned back and slid her hand from his inner thigh upward until she stopped with her hand resting lightly on his throbbing young cock. "I've thought of this to," she gave him a gentle squeeze, "while I've played with myself."
The feel of his hot, hard young shaft in her hand, separated only by the thin cotton of his pyjamas caused made Helen swoon. Taking his hand, she placed it on her left breast and molded her fingers over his and forced him to squeeze. Quickly Mark used both hands to squeeze and cup his mother's large tits.
She took a firm grip on his hard young shaft and began to stroke him through his shorts, then she slipped her hand under the waistband so that she could feel his velvety flesh with her hand. After a minute of this she moved and kissed her son for the first time as her lover.
Her tongue invaded his mouth. Mark kissed her back and soon they were making out like horny teenagers. Mark was soon towering over her and his mouth covered her hard nipples and he was sucking on her tits like there was no tomorrow.
"Oh yes darling! Suck my titties!" she encouraged, running her fingers through his short hair. She fed him her flesh and felt her pussy getting wetter and wetter with each swipe of his tongue. Snaking her hand between their bodies, she pushed his pyjamas off his hips and then she groped for his hard young cock. His shaft felt like heaven in her hand as she stroked him. Sliding her thumb over the hard head, she caught the sticky drops of precum as it leaked out the tip.
"Lay down Mark," she ordered him and he obeyed. Helen gazed down at her son's hard young cock, so strong and so hard, standing up proudly. Her dainty hand looked so small wrapped around his veiny pole. Smearing more of his precum along his shaft, she watched in awe as she stroked him. "I want to make you cum."
Mark only nodded, as he stared up at her. Helen loved the feel of her son's hard cock in her hand, slipping through her fingers in an erotic ritual.
"Oh your so hard!" she moaned, pinching a nipple with her free hand. "I can't wait to see what a big load of cum you have for me! Let me make this cock of yours wetter for you." She let go of his hard cock for a moment and stuffed her fingers into her wet hairy cunt and soaked them. When she grabbed his hard shaft again her fingers were even more slippery than before and now her hand glided over his skin smoothly.
A minute later his body stiffened and then jets of white, sticky cum shot out of his hard young cock. It shot up in the air and some landed on his chest, some on the bed and the rest was caught by Helen's hand and she used that to lubricate her stroking even more.
"That's it baby, cum for me! Cum for mummy!" she encouraged him as she milked the load out of his young cock.
"Oh Mum!" Mark shouted as he came, filling her with a delicious thrill.
"Did you like that darling? Did that feel good?" She smothered his mouth with her own again, still holding onto his young cock which was still unbelievably hard. Mark returned her kisses, his hands all over her body from her boobs to her arse cheeks.
Helen loved the eager way her young son devoured her body, reminding her of how sex used to be when she was a teenager. She couldn't wait for him to work up the courage to find her hairy pussy on his own and guided his hand to her wet cunt. His groan of pleasure was music to her ears as he began to explore her wet hairy pussy. His fingers slid over every electricity filled nerve ending, sending waves of pleasure to her brain.
"Oh yes, that's it darling. Stroke mummy's pussy, stroke it for me and make me cum!" Lifting her hips, she pushed his fingers inside her soaking wet channel and she moaned with a****l desire as he began to finger her steadily. "Oh fuck darling, that's it! Fuck me with your fingers, and make me cum just like I did for you!"
Mark sucked on her nipples as he fingered her wet cunt, her hips lifting to meet his thrusts and lowering as he pulled out. Helen was on fire and it wasn't long before she let out a scream of pleasure, her pussy clamping down on Mark's fingers as she came. When he pulled his fingers out of her sopping wet cunt she grabbed his hand and sucked them clean.
Catching her breath, Helen felt a glow, but she knew she wasn't done and she guessed neither was her young son. Pushing him down on his back, she straddled his chest, facing his feet.
"Now that we've done it with our hands, next is our mouths!" she announced.
Immediately Mark's hands grabbed her arse cheeks and pulled her back until her hairy pussy was pressed up against his mouth. His tongue pressed against her wet lips and he was soon french kissing her wet pussy.
"Oh God that feels so good, darling. Lick mummy's pussy," she sighed.
Leaning forward, Helen found his rampant young cock. Taking hold of it in her hand she rubbed the head of his cock against her lips, like a lipstick. A large dollop of cum still clung to the tip and she slipped her tongue out to slurp it up. Oh he tasted so wonderful! She felt her pussy quiver at the taste of his young seed. Mark was licking her from her clit to her little rosebud in a slow, steady fashion, building up her desire moment by moment.
Stroking his hard cock, she rubbed it against her face, loving the smell and feel of him before she opened her mouth and let him enter. Mark groaned with pleasure as she engulfed his shaft in her warm, wet mouth. Her lips pressed against his shaft as she took him deeper and deeper. He stretched her mouth wide open he was so hard and so thick, and that made Helen even wetter as she imagined it spreading her pussy lips.
The sounds of the ************** 69'ing filled the bedroom. Groans, moans and wet slurps filled the gaps between the thunder. Helen came first, her body quivering and shaking as Mark held her tightly in his grasp, his tongue flicking against her clit while she came. She guided his finger to her arsehole and moaned in a high pitch when he teased her tender rosebud. As he played with her more, she humped his face harder and harder until she came again.
Mark had not cum yet from her blowjob and she intended to make sure that he did. Climbing off his body, she spun around and her son lifted himself up on his elbows so that he could see her do her magic. Kneeling between his legs, she straightened up and pressed her full tits together, something she knew some of her ex-boyfriends liked to see.
"I you to cum in my mouth darling, just like I did in yours." She said. "After you have fucked my tits for a bit." With that she leaned forward and captured his hard young cock between her boobs and squished them together. Rocking back and forth, she stroked his cock between her breasts, sucking on the head of his cock as it appeared on the down stroke. She let the saliva in her mouth drip out onto his cock to make the tit fuck slippery.
"Oh mum, I love fucking your tits!" Mark huffed, his eyes glazed over in lust.
"I love to have my boobs fucked, baby boy. You can fuck my boobs anytime you like!" she offered.
"Oh god mum, I'm going to cum!"
Helen grabbed his cock and lowered her mouth onto it, taking him into her mouth. Bracing herself, she pushed forward slowly until she felt his soft down of pubic hairs pressed against her stretched lips. Deepthroating her f******n year old son's cock, her pussy spasmed as his orgasm burst forth and sent jets of hot semen down to her mouth.
When she felt he was done spurting his cum, Helen let his cock slip from her lips and she licked and kissed it clean. Her tongue bathed his shaft and she savored the taste. Afterwards she climbed up next to Mark on the bed and revelled in the way he caressed her body, planting kisses on her tits and her face.
"Have you got anymore in you darling?" Helen asked with a smile. She took hold of his semi hard cock and stroked him slowly, working him back to full hardness.
"Yeah, I think I can manage it again mum," Mark said with a devious smile.
"Good," Helen smiled.
With a delightful yelp, Helen was flipped on her back and suddenly her Mark was between her legs, pushing her knees apart. Reaching between them, she took hold of his hard, young cock and aimed it at her wet hairy gash. They groaned in unison as he slid into her very slick cunt. She savored the way he stretched her.
His smooth hairless chest and strong muscles looked so incredibly sexy to her. She cupped her breasts and played with her nipples as he towered over her and worked his young cock in and out of her wet cunt. Mark found his rhythm and soon his pace quickened until he was pounding her pussy fiercely.
"Oh Mark, my baby boy," she huffed, "you fuck me so good! Fuck mummy! Fuck me!" She let go of her breasts and grabbed onto the sheets, trying to hold herself in place as her young son fucked the hell out of her. Her tits bounced up and down on her chest in time to his thrusts into her hairy pussy.
Mark moaned deeply, his cock grew even harder and then he was cumming inside his mother. The feel of his orgasm triggered her own and her pussy clamped down on his shaft, mixing her love juices with his young seed, deep inside her well fucked cunt.
When he was done he slipped from her pussy and collapsed next to her on the bed. Helen reached between her legs and felt their mixed fluids seep out of her and she scooped up as much as she could with her cupped hand. Mark snuggled up to her and held her close as he drifted off to sleep.
Helen lay in the afterglow, wondering what she had started, up until she drifted off to sleep, she was relaxed and the storm miles away.
5年前
