1. Mother's Milk


    Date: 9/16/2015, Categories: First Time, Taboo, Voyeur, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    &#034You love it, Mom.&#034 He was thrusting harder now. His mother was bucking her ass back against him in sync with him. He knew they were both close now. &#034Oh...oh...oh!&#034 he grunted as he came in his mother's ass. He felt his mother's body tighten and relax under his embrace. They both collapsed to the cold kitchen floor and held each other tenderly. Their lives were changed, forever changed, by their new relationship. They were still mother and son but so much more. They were lovers and best friends and confidants. The intensity of their sexual relationship scared them at first. Was all there always this sexual tension between a mother and son that is normally suppressed, only to be unsatisfactorily fulfilled in proxy sexual relationships? Maybe this sheer intensity of the sex between a mother and son is the real origin of the i****t taboo. It was an obsession; a sexual addiction that could easily threatened to displace everything else in their lives. Jack and his mother knew they had to control the flames of their passions to keep it from consuming their lives. They still fucked like rabbits around the clock; but his mother was always careful to make sure that the mundane matters of everyday life were still attended to. Jack not only kept up at school but actually starting excelling. Jack knew at the end of each day his mother would waiting for him - usually with some new sexual kink that would drive them to new sexual heights as they fucked through the night. ...
    His mom insisted that he keep up relationships with other girls. She reminded him that he would grow tired of her when she was old and gray. He vehemently protested, but she told him it would be healthier for him anyway to maintain other relationships. Grudgingly, he agreed and called up Sara Jo. Sara Jo was happy to hear from him, and they chatted amicably. They finally agreed on a dinner date for Saturday evening. Sara Jo was eager to resume their relationship. Jack was surprised to find that he had actually missed her. His yet-unfullfilled relationship with Sara Jo could never compete with the depth of his emotional and sexual relationship with his mother, but there was no reason why they had to compete at all. The innocence of his relationship with Sara Jo was simply in a different category with the overwhelming intensity of the one with his mother. Perhaps there was room for both relationships in his life. His mother, as usual, was right. Later that evening he drove Sara Jo to a secluded spot on a hill overlooking the lights of the city. They kissed for a while and soon progressed into heavy petting. He smoothly slipped his hand into her blouse and into the top of her bra. Her breasts, although large by the standards of most highschool girls - and boys- were much smaller that his mother's and lacked the heavy plumpness he was accustomed to. Still they were warm and soft and had a certain perkiness that added to their charm. He reached for the snap of her brassiere, but as ...
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