1. Inseminating Mom


    Date: 10/13/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Blowjob, Hardcore, Incest, Written by women, Author: ChantalXXX, Rating: 96.4, Source: sexstories.com

    lubricating fluids. It was clear they were leaking from the depths of that throbbing shaft. He took another small step forward and I instinctively put a hand up against his hipbone to stop him. He didn't offer any resistance, but gently placed his hand on mine. He backed up and inch, freeing my hand from his hip, and guided my palm to his hot penis. I should have immediately recoiled, but didn't. Danny closed his hand around mine and put pressure on his cock. He slowly thrust his hips back and forth a few times. I was paralyzed by the audacity of the act and the electric feel of a real rock-hard cock in my hand, so different from his father's earlier in the day. I couldn't pull away and I couldn't speak. "How is that going to feel inside you tomorrow, Mom? My cock will reach deep when I cum and make you pregnant." He took his hand away, and to my horror, mine stayed and even gave his cock a slow pump before I woke up to what I had done. My hand flew off his cock. "How dare you!" I said. "Tomorrow" was all he said as he left. I watched his taut and muscular butt as he walked away. I looked at my palm; it was shiny and slick with precum. I brought it to my nose and inhaled deeply. It had been so long since I was with a virile male. My body was remembering things I didn't know I had forgotten. I dipped my hand down to my crotch. My son wasn't the only one whose body was producing. My panties were soaked. ********************** I hardly got any sleep. I kept having that image ...
    of Mazie riding Danny. Then, because Danny had mentioned oral sex, I pictured Mazie on her knees in front of my son, sucking his penis. Then, I guess because he had been so close to me, I envisioned myself inching forward and taking my own son's penis into my mouth. I couldn't believe it. That had always disgusted me in the past, and there I was fantasizing about it. I kept shaking my head "no" and trying to banish the thought. Thankfully, sleep finally came to me well after 3 a.m. Mazie, that same Mazie, was taking me to the clinic while Danny was in school. She came over just as he was leaving. "Hi, Mrs. Walker," he said and walked over to give her a hug. She was shorter than me and dressed in her "uniform"—a denim shirt with snaps that did little to conceal her big breasts, and jeans. She and her husband had owned a small horse ranch. Since he passed away, she and her son, Terry, did all the chores and kept it going. All the physical labor kept her in remarkable condition. Danny looked at me over her shoulder as he hugged her and smiled. His confession about his "go to" jerk off dream made him look to me in a conspiratorial way. I avoided his glance as best I could, but that didn't stop me from feeling a little bit ashamed about my previous night's imaginings. And, there was another feeling, something that surprised me: jealousy. I was jealous of Mazie being in my son's arms. He rubbed her back and she didn't resist, and maybe even snuggled a little. "I'm off to school," ...
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