- Incest/Taboo
- Sitting on My Son's Lap
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Click hereIt was August. We spent the morning packing the car. Our son, Mike was leaving for college. It was morning but already it was 90 degrees outside. Mike and husband, and I were getting pretty sweaty loading up the car. The trunk was already full and the back seat wouldn't fit much more. Mike went back in the house to get the last of his things.
I heard him come out of the house. I turned around and saw him carrying his 42 inch flat screen TV.
"Where are you going to put the TV?" I heard his father ask.
"I don't know, but I don't want to leave it. Maybe we can move some stuff around in the back seat."
I looked in the back seat. "I don't think so, son." Mike looked in the car. "We can put it in the middle of the front seat."
"Ok, college man," I said. "Then where is your mom going to sit?"
I could see on his face he was trying to come up with a solution. "I got an idea," he said. He opened the passenger side door. He put the TV in the middle. He then got in and sat down. "See plenty of room. Here mom sit next to me." I tried to sit next to my son. I could sit in the seat, but the door wouldn't close. Now, I am not a big woman. I stand about five feet tall and I only weight hundred pounds. It was my son taking up all the room. He was already over six feet tall and weighed around two hundred pounds. "It's not me that's taking up all of the room, it's you. This isn't going to work. Tell you what, leave the TV and when we come to visit you we'll bring it with us."
"No way," he answered as I got out of the car and stood by the door.
"Make up your mind, Mike, it's hot out here."
"Ok," Mike looked at me. "Ok, you can sit on my lap."
"Mike, it's a five hour drive to your college," his father said.
"I know, but mom doesn't weigh much. What do you say, mom. Would you mind sitting on my lap?"
'Ok, I'll sit on your lap. But if it gets too uncomfortable I want to stop at a rest stop." I said looking at Steve my husband. He agreed. "Ok, let's get our showers so we can get on the road."
My shower didn't take long. Since I would be sitting on my sons lap for five hours, I wanted to wear something real comfortable. My jeans would be too tight. Plus it was too hot to wear them. I looked in my closet. As I was going though my clothes I found a summer dress I brought. It was the short type with sleeveless arms. It buttoned up in the front. I unbuttoned it and put it on. When I finished buttoning it up, I noticed it showed my bra to much. I took it off again. I removed my bra and put the dress back on. I looked in the mirror. I really didn't need a bra. Even at thirty seven my tits were still perky. The dress was short. It only came to the middle of my thighs. I slipped on a pear of white panties. I took one last look in the mirror. I thought to myself. "For a mother of an eighteen year old son, I still looked good. I know my husband still likes what I look like. He tries to fuck me at least five times a week." I heard the car horn.
I ran downstairs, closed and locked the front door and headed for the car. My son was already in the seat. I sat down on his lap and swung my legs into the car. I looked down and notice my dress barely covered my thighs. It rode up pretty high. My son was wearing baggy shorts and a t-shirt. I closed the car door.
I was glad I was wearing this dress. I could feel the back of my bare legs on my son's bare legs. "How are you doing?" I asked my son.
"Fine, mom, you really don't weigh anything. No problem."
I looked over the TV at my husband. "Do you have enough room to drive?" I asked him.
"Sure," he answered. I could only see his head. "Can you even see me?" I laughed.
"Only your head, dear." Are you comfortable?"
I wiggled around on my son's lap. "Yea, I don't mind this at all."
I turned on the radio. As I was listening to the music. I started to feel something hard. I reposition my ass, but it didn't go away. I also noticed my son got real quiet. "It wasn't there when I first sat down." I thought to myself. Then I realized what I was feeling. My son was getting a hard on. I really didn't think about giving him a hard on by sitting on his lap. I could feel it still growing. "My god," I thought to myself. "How big is it going to get." I wondered what he was thinking. Does he think I can't feel it between the crack of my ass? I looked down at my legs. My dress had rose up a little more. I could almost see my panties. My son's hands was on the seat on each side of me. I wondered if he could see how high my dress had ridden up. I realized I like the idea of my dress being up so high. It gave me a little thrill knowing I could give my son a hard on. We only been on the road for about an hour. There was still four hours to go. I knew my husband couldn't see how high my dress was or he would be looking at my legs. The TV block everything from his view. I felt my son shift his body around. When he did his dick ended up on the back of my ass. I kinda wished he would try something.
"How you doing back there, son," I asked him.
"I'm Ok, mom, how are you feeling?"
"I like what I'm feeling," I answered him. "Are your arms getting tired where you have them?"
"Yea, it's a little uncomfortable,"
"Here try this to see if it feels better," I said as I took a hold of both of his hands and placed them on my bare thighs. "Is that better?"
"Yea, that's a lot better."
I looked down. When I put his hands high on my thighs, I put them palms down. His thumbs were resting on the inside of my thighs, very close to my panties. I liked what it looked like. I wished he'd move them up and touch my pussy. I knew he wouldn't. The more I felt his hands on me, the more I wanted him to feel me. I rested my hands on his. This seemed very innocence. I started rubbing the top of his hands. Just like any mother would, but I had something different in mind. I looked over at my husband. I liked the idea of my son's hands on me with my husband right there. As I rubbed his hands I tried to move them up my thighs just a little. He didn't give me any resistance. Now his hands were on my skirt with his fingers still on my bare thighs. I rose up a little so I could pull my skirt up a little. His hands moved with my skirt. I looked down and could see my panties. His fingers were so close to touching them. I raised his right hand and put it on my panties. He left his hand there. I spread my legs a little. When I did, his hand fell between my legs. I took a hold of his hand and pressed it against my panties. My sons hand was now on my pantie covered pussy. I could feel myself getting wet. I wanted more. When I removed my hand, he left his hand on me. He wasn't moving it around or anything. He was just letting his hands rest on my pussy. I waited for him to start moving his fingers. Nothing. Maybe he was afraid to. I knew how to fix that.
I took a hold of his hand and moved it up to the top of my panties. When I knew his fingers were above my panties, I pressed his hand against my body and slowly slid his fingers between my panties and bare skin. I kept moving his hand down until I could feel his finger tips just barely touch the top of my pussy lips. I pushed his hand down further. I couldn't get his hand all the way between my legs under my panties so he could feel my pussy. My panties were too tight for both of our hands. Finally I felt him try to move his hand further down so he could find my entrance. When I took my hand out from under my panties, my son left his hand on my pussy. I rose up my hips, hooked my thumbs on each side of my panties and pulled them down to my knees. As soon as I did this I felt Mike move his hand so he could get his fingers in me. My panties kept me from spreading my legs out for him to really get to feel me. Before I could move my hand to take my panties off, Mike used his other hand and started pulling them down around my ankles. I lifted up my leg so he could take them all the way off. I spread my legs as wide as I could. This was all he needed. I was so wet he sunk two fingers in me at once. I let out a low moan.
"Are you OK?" my husband asked me. He was looking at me. I smiled and said," I'm OK; I thought it would be a problem sitting on my sons lap, but it really isn't. This isn't going to be so bad of a ride."
Here I was talking to my husband with my son's fingers in me. "How much farther until we stop?"
"I don't want to stop until I go a little further,"
"How about you Mike, can you go a little bit further?"
"Yea, mom. I can go a lot further,"
"Good," I answered. "The further we go, the better I like it."
That's OK with you, isn't it honey?" I asked my husband.
"Yea, I like the idea of not stopping." He answered.
I turned and looked at my son," Me to. I don't want you to stop."
"Mike?" my husband asked my son," How are you doing with your mom on your lap?"
"No problem dad, mom keeps moving around so one position doesn't get uncomfortable. She raises up every once in while to relief the pressure." As my son was talking to his dad, he was sinking his fingers even deeper in my pussy.
Mike was starting to move his fingers in and out of me. I had to bite my tongue to keep from moaning. I pressed my hand against his. I pushed his hand hard into my pussy. I wanted him to know I wanted him to go deeper in me. He got the idea and sank his fingers in me as deep as he could. I started moving my hips to the rhythm of his fingers. I looked over at my husband. It was a good thing the TV was blocking his view. If he could see his son with his fingers deep in his mother's pussy, I don't really know what he would do. My whole body was starting to respond to his fingers. Without warning he pulled his fingers out of me. I felt disappointed. That didn't last long. My son started unbuttoning my dress. He started at the top button and was working his way down to the bottom button. As he was unbuttoning my dress I could feel the cool air from the car's air conditioner. It made my nipples even harder. I felt him unbutton the last button. He opened my dress.
The front of me was totally naked for my son to do what ever he wanted to do to me. He started running his hands up and down my body. He started fondling both of my tits. He kept cupping them with his hands. I struck my chest out so he could press against my tits even harder.
I raised my hips up and pulled my dress out from under my ass. My son understood why.
He lowered his hands to unzip his shorts. I had to rise up so he could get to his zipper. I heard him unzip his shorts. I still had his dick trapped under my ass. I raised my hips even more.
"Everything OK, honey?" My husband asked me. "Are you getting uncomfortable on our sons lap? Do you want me to stop so you can get more comfortable?"
As Mike pulling down his underwear, I felt his trapped dick release itself. I sat back down on him. His dick was pressing against the back of my naked ass.
"No, that's all right, dear. " If I move around just right, I think I'm going to get real comfortable. What about you Mike. Is there anything you need to do to get more comfortable? Is there anything you need me to do?"
Mike placed his hands on each side of my hips." If you would mom, raise up some so I can position myself better." I understood what my son was saying.
I raised my ass in the air as high as I could. I felt one of his hands come off of my hip. I knew what he was doing with it. I started lowering myself back down on Mike. I felt the head of his dick at my entrance. I lowered myself more. His dick easily slid in my pussy. As I was lowering myself on my son's dick, his dick was opening my pussy walls wide. I moaned. I couldn't help myself.
My husband looked at me. "Are you sure you don't want me to stop?"
As I lowered myself until I felt my son's dick bottom out in my pussy. "No, no, don't stop, I want you to keep going. I'm good for the next half hour or so. What about you Mike, are you good for the next half hour?"
"Yea mom, when you sat back down on me, I positioned myself so I would have no problem. I need to rise up for just a minute. Is that OK?"
"Do you want me to rise up with you?"
"No. just stay on my lap and I'll raise you with me." Saying that, my son raised his hips driving his dick deeper in me. I almost came right then.
"Here, let me get a little more comfortable." I wiggled my ass back and forward causing his dick to move around inside me more. As I was riding my son's dick, I looked over at my husband. Mike was still pushing his dick in me as hard as he could. "If only he knew. Here I am naked, fucking my son with my husband right next to me. "How soon do you think we can visit Mike after he settles in his dorm?"
"Well with my work load it's going to be hard to get away, but it's not that long of a drive, you can visit him without me."
Talking to my husband with my son's dick in me, made me even hornier. "I understand, don't feel bad not coming each time I do. I'll come as much as I can. Is that OK with you Mike?"
"Mom, you can come as much as you want to. In fact, the more you come, the better I will like it." As he finished saying that he pushed hard in me. "How soon do you think you will come?" he asked me.
"Soon, Mike real soon,"
I started moving my ass back and forth on his dick. The only part of me moving was my ass. I kept my head still so my husband didn't catch on to what we were doing.
I felt an orgasm coming. I took Mike's hands off my hips and pressed them to my tits. My son's dick in me his hands on my tits were too much. I felt wave after wave hit me. All I could do was tense my body. It lasted a good thirty seconds. It was the longest orgasm I ever had. Exhausted I laid back on my son. He wasn't finished with me yet. He kept thrusting his dick in me. His legs went straight out. My son started shooting his cum in me. I could feel it filling me up. It felt very warm. I stayed still until he emptied his dick in me. Both of us were spent.
"There's a sign stating there a place to eat about ten miles up the road. Are you guy's hungry? "
"Yea Dad, I could eat something," Mike said. I turned around and looked at Mike. He was smiling at me. "What about you Mom? Think you could eat something?"
"I'm pretty full, but I think I could eat a hot dog or something."
I bent over to pick up my panties that ended up on the floor mat of the car. When I bent over to pick them up, I felt my son's dick fall out of me. I put my feet though the pantie legs and pulled them up. Right before I pulled them over my pussy. My son reached over and struck his finger in me again. I gave him a playful slap on his hand. He took his finger out of me and I pulled my panties up. I started buttoning up my dress. I felt my son stick his dick back in his pants and zip up.
"After we eat, how long of a drive do we have left?" I asked my husband.
"About two hours. Do you think you guys can manage that for another two hours.'?
"I know I don't mind," I told my husband. "If Mike can take it, I can sit on his lap for another two hours. What about you Mike. Do you mind your mom sitting on your lap for another two hours?"
"Well, the first two hours went pretty fast. I imagine the next two hours will go as fast or even faster."
"I thought at least one of you would be complaining by now."
"I don't have any complaints, Do you son?"
"Mom I wouldn't complain even if the ride lasted longer."
Thank you son, I'll try and make the next two hours good for you."
- COMMENTS
Very nice story. Taking my son to college in a couple of months. Gives me a lot to think about.
Great story and put together. This is the kind of story that should (and is) be written by a female to do it the best. Its a story that could easily be true. Its hot with a sprinkling of humor with the few short moments of chatter back and forth. I think the part where the wife responds to her husband while her young son is thrusting his big hard teen cock up in her is another erotic side to this hot story. Well done and would love to read more of your material.
Excuse me but to all the immature wanking pencil dicks out there hopping to impress their mommies by nitpicking a couple of misspells instead of riding the turn on should button up and secure their tiny dicks and go pound sand.
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ITT was very hot. I think of my son a lot after finding my panties under his pillow. They were. Still damp from his cum
It was sexy but I couldn't imagine that ever happening. Lol
If his mom was wearing stockings now that would be a turn on!
Nice start of a long story... But where's the rest?
-1 * because it's not complete...
Has anyone ever traveled in a car on a hot night, with the air conditioning broken and the windows open?
The story was well written and so very arousing
I was hard from the start and also had a very pleasant ending
Chapter 2 - Mike fucked his mother Emily again during the last two hours of their trip to his university. Emily's body was ovulating during their second fuck, and she had another orgasm when Mike started pumping his multiple jet streams of hot, thick, sperm-filled cum deep inside his mother Emily's pussy. One of Mike's millions of sperm rushed through Emily's cervix and into her fallopian tube. Mike's sperm met Emily's egg and penetrated it, releasing Mike's DNA and fertilizing her egg. The two cells turned into one zygote, impregnating Emily. During the next several months, Emily would take a flight to see her son/lover Mike at his university. The two lovers would fuck all weekend in Emily's hotel room. Nine months after Mike fucked and impregnated his mother/lover Emily, she gave birth to a baby son who looked just like Mike. Over the next ten years, while Mike earned his undergraduate, master's, and doctorate degrees, Emily continued to visit Mike and spend the weekends with him in her hotel room. Mike fucked and impregnated his mother/lover Emily five more times, and she gave birth to three baby daughters who looked just like her and two more baby sons who looked just like Mike. Mother and son had bonded together perfectly bodies, souls, and minds had become one.
Fun and good story very erotic; did not like it, 2 stars. Not sure why. Maybe it is an overused theme as stated in one of the comments.
Is this story intended to be FAP material or is it intended to demonstrate to us that you know how to use double entendres? Annoying! They take all believability away from the story. I quit reading after about the tenth pointless double entendre.
dad driving couldn't see mam sitting on sons lap her panties off her sons hard cock deep in his mothers soaking wet pussy mommy can't stop cumming son cumming so much in his mothers willing cunt yes she'd cum to see her son a lot his big hard cock deep in her cunt her sons cock harder bigger than her husbands small cock
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So fucking hot that I had to wank so hard. Seems like Mom loved that her son was fucking her wet pussy an she came all over his cock an shorts. By the end I had to use my hand again an busted my nut again. Loved the story....Jim S
Omg this gave me a flash back on the overnight sleeper to Scotland with my step sister , she was 10 years older and we had the top bunk and mom on the bottom , my 1st anal experience. Thank you 👍
Great story but poorly written with tons of mispelled words and odd, short sentences. If it cleaned up, I would have given it five stars.
This is exactly what I like. Taboo, forbiddenness, sneaky sex, excitement, unexpected sex, seduction...it checks all the boxes. I wish I could find more stories like this one. Anyone feel free to send me ones like this one.
Can almost see and feel the description of those two. Very sexy. I did think, thought, with the talk of mom eating a hot dog that there might be more to the story.
Just - one of the rewritten cover of the Mom Takes A Ride (by the NakdSalr )
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Oh my lord, did THAT cozy car ride get my clit throbbing. I feel her hot, wet pussy surrounding my stiffening girl-shaft! (And to think I came into this world through those thighs!)
Amazing story! You had my heart pounding! I love mother/son, father/daughter stories.
Boy that story made me pop a huge one. I used to fuck my step mom silly. My whole life.
Love this somment & I am copy pasting it.
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Anonymous - over 7 years ago
EXCELLENT: (5*) As to HankWilliams1956's comment on 03/23/16, there are several similar stories about mom sitting on son's lap
I did have the hots for my mom big time. No sex ever took place.
The most exciting moment was when i worked in Nothern Canada & she visited me. There was a power outage & we had to sleep under the same cover with as little clothes as possible. I know she was aware of my raging hard-on.
I was taught to count my blessings. That night was one of my blessings.
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(☆☆☆☆☆)!
I am copy pasting this comment because I can relate to it.
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Anonymous - about 2 months ago
I’ve read this once before but this still hits as good as the first time 👍
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I LOVED IT!
retired04 is an excellent incest storyteller!
I was utterly infatuated with my mom.
She was the "leading lady" in most of my erotic fantasies including the jerk-off ones.
i wish he fucked her hard as she moaned with pleasure, and the dad joined in and they both fucked her together
DELICIOUS MOTHERMEAT IS SO GOOD SO DEEP SO NICE TO SON FUCK AND EATLOVE TO KISS HER LOVELY CLIT
I bet the son enjoyed giving his mom thick pearly squirts in her grippy pink place
FUCK YES BUT dad Knows & Doesnt Have A Problem With His Son Fuckin His Momma
I don't her this this is the most popular story. The repetition is unbearable. Everything is said twice, it's ridiculous.
"Are you good for the next half-hour?"
"I am good for the next half-hour. Are you good for the next half-hour?"
"I am good for the next half-hour." I told my son, hoping he'd understand I was good for the next half-hour.
The sex part is also boring, mechanical. I have way more to say but it doesn't deserve the attention it got.
How is this the most read story on the site? Good grief, this is not good writing or dialog.
Dad oblivious to what's going on in back?
Doesn't get a scent of sex? C'mon man....
Still it was fun to read another mom & son in the back seat story.
I want to fuck someone hot mom like that just bury my hard throbbing cock so deep inside her little tight juicy wet pussy
This was the first story I read here, I like it a lot mother/son and father/daughter relationships are always exciting.
A humorous tale with way over the top dialogue, and slightly sexy concept... But the most favorite story on Literotica??? I Can't believe that!!
The usual spelling and grammar mistakes we all make, but an OK story nevertheless. There are several stories with the same theme of mother-on-son's-lap-in-car, this is not one of the best. But bravo anyway.
Having the TV as a shield between mom and dad was perfect. It seemed that the son and mom were already familiar with each other. Good story. and plenty of room for follow up.
mothers and sons should always deep fuck and explore her hot delicious meatycunt exploring together his mothers deliciouness on trips with dad
Loved the story - the thought of the son exploring his mom was extremely arousing for me.
Does it end like this?
No continuation?
I loved it, for that reason it would be nice to have a continuation, who knows when his mother would visit him?
Been a while since I first read this. Still an enjoyable story to cum to. Need to write about a visit from mom! 😋😋
While I liked the story I think this story could of actually been more believable if the mom had zero sexual feelings for her own son.
It could of been even better if the son tried to avoid the unavoidable. It would be something if he shared the car adventure with a fraternity buddy in a part 2
This is one of my favs. If one is a prude. I think you should not be on this site.
This made me cum so hard. I looked this up because no joke my mom said I made her wet...
• Most of the dialogues being double meaning
• Simple known concept but not so convincing
• Lack of reluctance to give up the morality
• Doesn’t portrait as taboo / forbidden
• Could have been better
I have to say that it is a very arousing story, and it's so well written.
i like the story, i dont care what others say. if u dont like it dont read it its as simple as that.
Very concerning that so many people think this is ok.
I am a mother of 3 sons and this would be a horrible thing to happen. It would haunt the both of you, to the point of suicide.
The same with the popular father daughter incest porn of child sexual abuse.
When are people going to wake up to this?
It is damaging you and stopping you from being a healthy human. Get a grip!
Anonymous, i'm pretty sure i found what you were looking for, but it's called Dads Poker Friends.
I saw a full length film like this a long while back, but have since forgot the title or how to find it, any clues?
can ANYONE find a story that i cannot find anymore, it was called "Dad's Poker buddies" it seems to have been wiped from existence. please bros it was my fav story.
Hey Anonymus, I can not find a story called "Spring break mommy"! Is the title correct? Thanks for guidance...
I thought I read a second part to this story. The next half of the trip. Maybe I dreamed it.
Hot story. Well it wasn't my mom but her best friend sitting on my lap on the overloaded drive home for the beach. She was pretty good looking and it took about a minute before my cock was hard and no doubt noticeable by her, she looked back at, glowered at me, maybe a foot separated our eyeballs, was it embarrassing. . Every couple of minutes she wiggled a bit keeping my cock hard, soon the precum was going, eventually mom pulled up to her place and she hopped out, she turned, looked down at my shorts, spotted the wet spot, smiled and ran to her house. About a half hour later my mom was yelling for me to drive over and drop her beach bag she had left in the car. It was pretty awkward ringing the doorbell, on Lit I'd go in and fuck her senseless, but in reality, at the door she cooly said she enjoyed the exciting ride home and it was a shame it wasn't bumpy. Bye.
Oh motherly love moves in mysterious ways its wonders to perform - & this was very sexy!
i wish you could have use atleast stepmother or househelp but mother and and son its too much though its hot i reached my orgasm reading this
I want to say it short: It was a wondeful hot story. The only I missed... how it continued and the endless frequent trips of mom for her son feeling as comfortable as during the trip in the car
Ya know, if the #1 most read story was about incest followed by a conglomeration of other topics in places 2 through 10, that would show some diversity amongst the reader, but no. The top 13 most read stories on this site describe, in detail, either a son fucking his mother, a brother fucking his sister, or some other variety of incestuous relations. I don’t read them, I just thought that this fact says a lot about people, in general. Not that everyone has fucked a relative, just that most people want to. I love my mom and dad, but me and my mom??? Eeeewwww
This story makes me so angry. This is so wrong. So WTF am I doing perusing the incest section of Literotica? I don't know? I would never go down this road but it's a hot story. I have to give this weird story 5-stars!!!!
From a strictly grammatical standpoint, this is not a well written story. For the most part, spelling and sentence structure are pretty good. But the redundancy of the word ‘I’ is perpetual throughout this piece. A 17-line paragraph beginning with the sentence ‘I looked down’ has that word sprinkled throughout it 26 times. That’s one and a half times per line that the word ‘I’ appears. That is like hearing a song where the only line in it is the chorus. Just something to consider.
From a contextual standpoint, I didn’t read this whole story. I stopped at the ‘I looked down’ paragraph, so I can’t speak on whether the entire plot line meshes with each character’s motives. But since this is a story about incest between a son and his biological mother taking place in an enclosed area only 3-5 feet from that poor father who seems to be a good man who loves his family and appears to be bending over backwards to help this spoiled child get to his college dorm, I think you should write another follow up to this tale about the car careening into a ditch killing the mother and son mid-coitus. Or maybe I missed that part because I didn’t read the whole thing. Maybe the mother who is cheating on the father and the son who is her mother’s accomplice and the biological son to the mother and father both died at the end after the father found out, put on his seat belt extra tight, and intentionally swerved the minivan or whatever they were driving into light pole. Oh please, let that be how this story ends!
I have read a lot of comments about this story and a lot are turned off by the incest aspect of it. I have to ask this but why are you reading a story from the incest section of Literotica if you are turned off by incest? Then there are comments about the wife cheating and his son cucks his father but find it better if she was a step-mom? News flash, the wife still is cheating and the son still cucks his father so no difference. My parents taught me if you can not say any nice nice then stay quiet.
With that being said, I like every aspect of this story. It is a fine fantasy as this is all it meant to be. If anyone do not like it feel free to read something else that you will like.
I thought this was nasty, hot, sinful, depraved, dirty, filthy, wrong, unholy, and just plain wrong. This mother is demented, dangerous and truly horrid. What she did TO HER OWN SON, and with her husband and the boy's father seated only inches from both of them was disgusting, sickening, inexcusable, unforgivable, and perfectly beautiful and romantic. I just hope the woman begins to press this young boy relentlessly to impregnate her, over and over and over and over and over. He needs to wear that cunt completely O-U-T!!!
My wife and I where watching TV earlier when she started giving me a foot message...I was secretly reading this story and she thought she had magical feet. Probably the hardest results her feet have had.