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Click hereConnor stood naked in front of his mom. He closed the distance between and gripped her sides in his hands, resuming the position they'd had moments before. It was the first time Lara had seen her son's penis since he'd become a man. It stood straight and erect and veiny away from him, its bulbous head poking into her torso. As he pushed closer the head tipped up, moving against her body until it lay hard and lean between their bodies.
Lara noticed she was breathing harder.
She and Connor looked closely and deeply into each other's eyes. She wanted to grab him, but she couldn't. The cuffs wouldn't let her. She'd have to wait for Connor to make the first move.
She didn't have to wait long. He put a hand behind her head and pulled her closer. Their lips met and he kissed her again. He kept kissing her, on and on, his mouth moving in an oval all around her lips, kissing them, biting them. His hands gripped her ass. Lara loved the rough, strong fingers that mashed and squeezed each cheek.
Without ceasing the assault of his mouth on hers, his hands lifted off her ass and swept around to the front of her thighs. Lara felt her left leg lifted off the floor. She no longer supported herself. She was held up by the cuffs, the rope around her right leg, and her son's hands. He pushed her legs back, spreading them wide. Lara knew what was to come and she knew she couldn't stop him.
"Are you sure?" she asked him.
"Yeah, Mom," he said. "I'm sure. I can't even think. I need this."
He'd no sooner finished speaking when Lara felt the big, firm bulb push against and part her wet, waiting lips. They gave way easily. His cock was thicker than the toy that had been inside her minutes earlier. It filled her and stretched her, and she moaned again.
"Connor -"
"You like that, Mom?"
"I love it. Oh, I love it."
"I'm fucking you, Mom."
"You're . . . " She didn't want to say it - didn't want to give in to the use of obscenity. But the word seemed right. "You're fucking me. Keep fucking me."
"I will, Mom. I will. But you have to tell me. How does it feel?"
"It feels fantastic, Connor. So good. I feel so naughty."
She got the words out, somehow, between gulps of air as his cock picked up speed in its thrusts into her. She was completely helpless. She couldn't push back against him or pull away from him. Her hands were still bound, and her feet were off the ground. All she could do was feel his control over her body.
She knew, dimly, someplace deep inside, that she shouldn't be doing this, but it seemed like she'd crossed the moral redline so long ago she no longer cared. She wanted only to surrender to the moment and the sweet, insistent pulse of her son's thick cock inside her. All redlines dissolved to a blur against the onslaught of their mutual lust and need.
Connor, silent for a while, suddenly growled.
"Aggggh, Mom! It feels so good. Your pussy feels fantastic."
It sounded weird to Lara to hear her son talking about her pussy, but she couldn't stop him, and had she been able to she doubted she would have. She thrilled to his hard, furious fucking of her, and if he wanted to tell her how good it felt that was fine with her.
He pushed her back against the post as he fucked her. He pulled one hand away from her thigh. It shot up and roughly grabbed one of her breasts, kneading it with strong fingers. She marveled at her son's strength, and his ability to hold her up with one hand and the weight of his body pressing her against the post. She felt a sharp pinch as he squeezed a hard nipple between his fingers. Then his hand moved to do the same thing to the other breast.
She felt the rise in her, again. She was going to orgasm. Her body shivered and a high-pitched squeal escaped her lips. She watched her son's strong face, his square jaw clenched, and his dark eyes cast down to watch their fucking.
"You're going to make me come again," she said.
Connor didn't look up, but he changed his rhythm. He sped up, grabbing her butt cheeks harder with his hands and pushing inside her with even more vigor. Lara almost felt like she'd be split in two, and she loved it.
"I want you to come, Mom," he said. "I'll come with you."
Then he looked up, into her eyes, and Lara and her son stared at each other while their bodies, now slick with sweat, rocked together.
She could tell he was getting close, too. His breaths came faster and louder. His hips pressed against hers with more urgency. The thick rod of his flesh seemed to press more deeply into her with each stroke.
"Oh, yeah," he said. "Oh, Mom."
His voice did it. The dam broke and she cried out a in great shriek that filled the room.
"Connor!"
The orgasm shook her to the core, touching something deep inside her, something Chuck had never touched. Lara couldn't name it. But it didn't need to be named. It enveloped her with overwhelming force, and she surrendered to it, utterly.
Moments later she heard her son.
"Here it comes, Mom. Here it is."
Connor pushed three times more, deeply, and then Lara felt his body shudder against hers. They shook together, Lara's left leg entwined around her son, his arms embracing her. Their bodies stilled after a while, and they stood together for a long time. Lara heard the ticking of the clock on the wall.
After a minute or two, Lara could see Connor trying to say something, but the words didn't come right away.
"That was . . . That was -"
"Yes, it was," she finished.
"I can't believe we did that."
"I know. But we did."
Connor pulled out and let his mother down. Lara's left foot hit the floor again. Her son stepped back from her and they stared at each other, eyes wide and shining with wonder at what they'd done. Cum dripped from Connor's penis, Lara saw. She felt his cum at her entrance and trailing down her thigh. The house was warm, and their bodies were damp. The smell of sex and sweat filled the air. Lara became aware again that her hands were still cuffed over her head and they were growing weary. She also realized the time was drawing nearer for Chuck to return. She couldn't let him find her like this.
"Connor, please get me out of this. Find the key. Get the shears. It doesn't matter. Just get me out."
His eye glinted.
"OK, Mom. I'll look for the key again. If I can't find them, I'll get the shears."
Connor, still naked, rounded the sofa and lifted a cushion. He reached forward and held his hand up.
The key was in it.
"Found it."
Lara's suspicion rose.
"That was awfully quick. You didn't see that before?"
"Of course not," Connor said, grinning. "I wouldn't do that."
Before Lara could reply Connor came around and put the key in the cuffs. They opened at once and Lara lowered her hands to her sides. Her right leg was still bound. Connor played with the loops and knots until at last he loosened them. He set Lara free.
Lara's hands felt tingly from having been cuffed so long. She shook them.
"I don't want Chuck to see me like this. Here. I have an idea."
Lara fetched her phone from a nearby table.
"Take this," she said to Connor.
"What for?"
"Take a picture of me. From the shoulders up."
Lara held the cuffs in front of her face. Connor snapped the photo. Lara took the phone from her son and tapped her thumb rapidly over the touch screen.
"I'm texting Chuck."
"What are you saying to him.?"
"I told him I got out of the cuffs, but I'm not telling him how. I told him not to come back to the house. Ever."
Connor smiled, and Lara enjoyed the sight of her son running his eyes over her still nude, messy body.
"Sounds like a good call, Mom."
Lara smiled, too.
"I think so," she said. "I don't need him. I've got somebody better."
THE END.
- COMMENTS
THE END?
Sounds like THE BEGINNING to me...
And those that cry rape... She wants it. If she'd said no, and he continued, I'd agree...
I agree with the anonymous comment "This is just a rape story...". The female MC moved from a bad guy to a worse one. Play stupid games, win stupid prizes.
I kept thinking of the Stephen King story “Gerald’s Game” The movie with Carla Gugino in the lead. Man was she hot! Yes, so many things could go wrong with leaving someone alone being the worst of all. Imagine her son doesn’t come home. The idiot who left to get whipped cream gets severely delayed and the house has a gas leak. The mom just goes to sleep and if alone long enough the gas ignites from the static electricity when the door is opened. Big Bada Boom! Personally I prefer Cool Whip.
This is just a rape story with a very dangerous bondage as described. Even if BDSM is your kink, please learn anatomically safer ways of doing it. Also, never really leave anyone alone like that.
Come on Connor lets go take a shower and go to bed together for some fucking. To bad there never was a second chapter, the story could have been fun..
The first natural reaction would have been to throw a blanket over his mother. Then, when he couldn't find the key straight away, and he was getting turned on by her helplessness, he could slowly pull the blanket back off.
This is basically a rape story, despite the Mom needing very little convincing to submit to her son. As such, it should have been listed under reluctance, non-consent. Still, I'm not complaining. The story was h-o-t! Especially that explosive, gushing, orgasm, she experienced.
Should it have been followed by her tears, before ending with mad lovemaking between mother and son? Maybe. Of course, I didn't write it, so there you go.
It had it's flaws. As others have pointed out, the way she was bound up would have been agony in a very short period of time. And I dont think the son's reactions were totally believable.
Still, as far as it goes, being a fantasy and all, I gave it Five Stars!
Loved the first two sites of the story. Very hot.
Him fucking her was too much and ruined the story for me.
Could have been the beginning of something better.
I'm with racfguy and Anonymus "As a physician..." I just might add that it's highly illogical for mother and son to have solely concentrated on the cuffs. First thing, which even wouldn't hinder the author to proceed with the events regardless, would be to untie the rope around her thigh, or just cut it. I dare anybody to stand that way for an hour and longer, it'd be torturous. Lesson to be learned: Even if you like to play like that and are a submissive slut like the mother in this story: Don't do something like that with anybody unless you can completely trust them and agree on a safe word.
Also, why does she tell her son she ended up willingly in the situation he found her in? She had demanded to be set free before her boyfriend left, didn't she? And she had mused about getting back at him- so why not telling the truth up front? Well, I guess the mother's submissiveness is on par with her stupidity, The son is an even bigger asshole than her boyfriend. I just don't want to read about people like this and would be much happier just now if the author had placed it in BDSM or nonconsent/reluctance.
That was toooo hot! I would love another chapter. Good writing. Great fantasy:-)
a real good read i like the story and i would like to read more of there times to gather
The asshole at ASSTR, / is stealing stories from here again. The shit head ever posted "Author: Ken riley"
/ (The spaces become %20 and the ' becomes %27.)
Whilst suspension of a body in the manner suggested could be extremely detremental to the person suspended, the story was enjoyable and entertaining.
I wish you would write more and logner stories. Heck I wish this story has sequel and longer!
1) NO One's arms and hands should be suspended above their waists for more than 15 to 20 minutes, EVER, and NEVER LEFT ALONE!
2) Her son was acting like an uneducated 4 year old, not as she described.
3) Her son was extremely selfish.
4) If he cared for his mom, he would have covered her with towels or a sheet while he got a sharp knife from the KITCHEN, and cut the cuffs and ropes and released her.
5) HE RAPED HIS MOTHER.
Both her "son" and the "boyfriend" should have been arrested and castrated!
I fucking loved it. Such a good plot. Glad she got rid of the boyfriend, who needs him when she has someone even better. I came whilst reading, Definitely my favourites.
The image of her waxed pussy humping and flowing is what did it for me (read that part twice and couldn’t hold back). Her attempts to curb his swear and the flow of evidence running down her leg was too much for me. The funny thing is my mother called me right before that part (I didn’t answer), but it may have triggered me. After cleaning up and calling my mom back I did finish the story. I loved the story (5 star) but I would have had him produce the key as his cock was positioned to enter her - so she could beg for it anyway. Also I love oral sex and which he would have gotten his face wet and used the Key in the end so she could drop to her knees for his finish.
Very True Side Note (if interested):
I do know what her pussy used to look like (so moms call did have significance for me). Many years ago she had gotten remarried for short time, the guy had a collection of porn video tapes and I kept getting caught (by her) Stoking it while watching the movie Taboo (once knowing she’d catch me while I was cumming). I’m well endowed, was aroused and wanted to show her my cock (shrug). As a teacher she was home a lot in the summer when I was home from college (when my stepdad worked). She started taking mid afternoon naps and letting me know when I’d have time to myself if I wanted to “watch anything”. So there were several weeks that we ended up watched each other masturbate. Most says we each did it alone but two different time when I went to look in on her I caught her coming out to look in on me. I watch her cum 4 times that summer (once sitting on the floor of her room with a dildo in her mouth) and I k ow she watched me several times (I used to get off when the mom woke the son by sucking him in the movie). That was 25 years ago and over the years I’ve made several flirtatious/flattering comments about ”that time the urges were strong” and we both seem comfortable about wanting something to have really happen but somehow happy to connect mentally on a sexual level without ever really speaking of it directly. Now she 75 and overly religious, but I can still make comments that make her blush and she isn’t above making complimentary comments about my size and build - relating to non sexual situations (so it can only be understood by she and me). 🙂
This was a well written piece. Great pace, descriptive but not crude, and I like the way you maintained the POV. Lots of good stuff in here. Well done
Very well written! Excellent slow build-up and a nice ending. No need to lengthen the story and to compromise its quality.
I wish Connor suckled whall slurpping to drink mouthfulls of his sweet and sweaty mother's cunt , swallowing his own mother's cum gushing goodness . For the flavor . Bravo!!!
What makes an incest story hot is the long slow build up that pushes the family members over the uncrossable line. Even though the son walked in on his mother bound and totally naked, you still slow-played the dialogue and action with the skill and precision of a surgeon, letting it simmer to a rolling boil.
“The orgasm shook her to the core, touching something deep inside her, something Chuck had never touched. Lara couldn't name it. But it didn't need to be named. It enveloped her with overwhelming force, and she surrendered to it, utterly.”
She didn’t need to name it, but we all know exactly what you meant.
Very well written and extremely erotic. 5 Stars is hardly enough!