1. The Love Shared (Part 2)


    Date: 10/19/2014, Categories: Fiction, Incest, Voyeurism, Author: Doc88102, Rating: 90.6, Source: sexstories.com

    lap, she began rubbing my all ready erect cock and then began unfastening my pants. ''What if Bobbie comes in?'' I asked her as she freed my penis. ''Don't worry, I'll think of something.'' she assured me, and I believed her. She wasted no time in wrapping her lips around my helmet. Her tongue ran up and down my shaft, and she even started sucking on one of balls, one after the other. She then took them both in her mouth and it felt as though she was juggling them. It felt incredible. She went back to licking me up and down before using my cock to slap herself on the tongue. I had no choice but to moan out loud as she teased me. ''I so wanna fuck you right now Mom.'' I moaned, she did nothing but smile at me as she took my member in her mouth, she kept her eyes locked on mine as she tried to take it as deep as she could. I couldn't help but hold the back of her head, her silky brown hair was wrapped around my fingers as she jerked my cock while flicking my helmet with her tongue. ''Mom I'm going to cum.'' I told her, I felt it building up from the moment she dropped to her knees and started crawling towards me. She jerked me harder and then forced herself down on me, and she managed to take my entire length. ''Oh my god, Mom,'' I started, she pulled her head back and my cock dropped from her mouth. I immediately got to my feet and furiously started jerking myself off, in seconds I was spraying my load over her face. She opened her mouth and caught what she could, swallowing ...
    all that would land in her mouth. I looked down at her and remembered that this was the second time that this had happened, and I couldn't help but smile. Because now I owed her one. It was the early hours of the evening, the TV in my bed room was on and there was nothing worth watching. I thought about gaming, but I'd be too distracted and end up throwing my controller across the room and blaming the game. Saturday nights here were actually pretty dull, even with my new relationship with Mom, dinner was pretty much whatever you wanted it to be. Saturday was the day you sorted out your own food. Bobbie obviously needed help, but that goes without saying. Me and Dad usually just fixed up a pile of sandwiches, but not tonight. Tonight I was avoiding all contact with Dad and I think Mom was too. I had heard something about him having a poker night out at one of his work mates' place. That seemed like a great idea to me, I loved the idea of a full evening with Mom. But right now I sat in my usual spot breaking my only rule when it came to Faye, I was spying on her at the weekend. I looked through the lens and saw Faye wrapped up in a towel, now was a good time to get on the Nanny-cam, I thought to myself. And with that, I moved chairs. I loaded up the application and after the load time, her bedroom popped up on screen. She was sat on the edge of her bed with her laptop, her pink towel wrapped around her she seemed to be typing something. She turned her head and looked out of the ...