Could this be Love?? Season 5 "A Mother's Love"
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July 7, 2019 at 10:57 am #1327029Daniel EdemMember
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Each of dem wer on pleasure, that de forget mother and son things.1+July 7, 2019 at 3:00 pm #1327114Jake SamMember
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I love this, pls notify me for an update0July 7, 2019 at 10:00 pm #1327175
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The two lovers fell asleep in each other’s arms. Becky awoke several hours later and wondered if it had all been a wonderful dream. Then she felt her son lying beside her and realized that it wasn’t a dream. He had f----d her and as if too prove it she slipped her hand between her legs. When her fingers returned covered in sticky c-m she no longer doubted that her son had f----d her. She turned on her side and saw him sleeping peacefully. While she didn’t want to wake him she could not control herself. With a gentle hand she reached down and grasped his soft c--k. She moved closer and gazed at it in the dim light from the moon coming through the window. His c--k was beautiful. As she began to stroke it slowly, it began to grow. It was amazing to see it turn from a rather small appendage to a pulsing rod. She continued to stroke it until a clear drop of juice appeared at the head. When the urge was too strong she leaned over and licked the drop from the head. She heard John moan and knew that he was awake. She turned and looked up at him.
“Can I suck it?” she whispered.
His eyes were suddenly opened wide. He seemed surprised that his mother actually wanted to suck his c--k.
“Can I suck your c--k and drink your c-m?” she asked.
Finally he found his voice. “Oh yes, Mom. Please suck me.”
Becky moved quickly to take the swollen head into her mouth. “Mmmmm,” she moaned as she tasted the sweet head, which was coated with his c-m and her p---y juice from their earlier f--k. She s----d until she could only taste his c--k. She loved the taste, but she wanted his c-m … she wanted to swallow her son’s sweet juices. Her stroking hand began to move faster. Up and down she moved as she s----d just the head. She could hear John moaning quietly and could feel his hips twitch with pleasure. She wanted it to last, but she wanted his c-m more. Her hand began to move faster and she s----d harder.
“Mom, Mom, I’m going to … ohhhh … cummmmmmm!” John screamed.
Becky pumped frantically as she felt the large head swell in her mouth. She felt John lift his hips and then freeze. Suddenly the back of her throat was filled with his thick cream. It blasted out with great force, forcing her to swallow or choke. She swallowed once, twice, three times and it kept coming. When it finally slowed, she held the last drops in her mouth and savored them. She sat back with her eyes closed and slowly drank the last of his sweet sperm. Her p---y quivered and she almost climaxed. It was incredibly exciting to realize that she had her son’s live and potent c-m in her p---y and stomach. He was part of her again.
She crawled up and leaned over and pressed her mouth to his. They shared a sticky kiss before John rolled her over and began to kiss down her chest, pausing at her t--s to work on the nipples. Then he started to kiss lower.
“You don’t have to do that to me,” Becky said, hoping he would not listen.
“I want to. I have never done that. I want to eat your sweet p---y, Mom.”
“Oh yes,” Becky whispered as she opened her legs and allowed John to kneel between. She was amazed that he didn’t seem to care that she had not cleaned up and her p---y must be a mess. She gasped when she felt him push her legs upward. As he bent lower she could see the top of his head and feel his hot breath on her pulsing p---y. She didn’t want to rush him, but she wanted his mouth terribly. She waited as he began to slowly lick her smooth outer lips that were still quite sticky. Her hips twitched as he crossed over, touching her c--t gently with his tongue. “John,” she gasped, wanting his mouth on her, but he pulled back and chuckled. Then he began to kiss the backs of her thigh, running his tongue up and down the soft skin before jumping to the other side. “God, John, please,” she gasped.
“Ahhhhhiiiiieeeee,” she screamed as he placed his mouth directly onto her p---y. Her thighs wrapped around his head, imprisoning him between her legs. Her hips bucked as she felt his tongue find her hole and delve into the bubbling juices. Suddenly she was climaxing and screaming. Her son was sucking her c--t. Her son was eating her p---y … her own son. She bucked her hips as he s----d and tongued her hole. Then his mouth found her very swollen c--t.
“Johhhhhhnnnnnnnnn,” she screamed as another c----x began. Her hips practically bucked the poor boy from between her legs. Fortunately he stayed with it and s----d her through c----x after c----x. She could feel her p---y gushing juice into his sucking mouth and worried that she might drown him. The pleasure went on and on until she could take no more. She finally pulled his head from between her legs and saw his face shimmering with juice. She pulled him up and kissed him passionately. She was amazed when she felt his hard c--k between her legs. “F--k me, f--k me, f--k me,” she gasped as his c--k moved deep into her p---y.0July 12, 2019 at 12:05 am #1328080
Hmmmmmmm0July 12, 2019 at 5:09 pm #1328220KingsbestMember
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Mother and son lost in sexual escapades0July 14, 2019 at 11:50 pm #1328798williams kaduna boiMember
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Becky was fixing breakfast the following morning when she felt her son behind her. She was wearing a short nightgown and, of course, no panties. She swooned when his hands slipped around her and to her t--s. She leaned back into him as he found her naked t--s under the gown. “Mmmmm,” she murmured when she felt his lips on her neck. “Oh, the pancakes are going to burn,” she said, making no move to pull away.
“Turn the burner off,” John said.
Becky reached down and shut off the gas burners. When she tried to turn in John’s arms, he held her still. He twisted her head and kissed her lips and then pushed her forward until she was leaning over the counter. Becky gasped as he quickly pushed up the back of her gown. “John,” she whispered with excitement when she felt his c--k pressing between her legs. She spread her legs and moved her ass back so he could slip his c--k into her p---y. “Yes, f--k me,” she gasped as he began to move into her with rapid strokes. She couldn’t believe the stamina of her son. They had f----d three or four times last night and now he was doing it again.
Becky pushed her ass back into her son as his motions began to increase. He f----d her for some time before he whispered, “I’m going to c-m.”
“C-m,” Becky answered, and although she was not ready to c----x herself, she wanted him to enjoy it. A moment later she felt John push into her deeply and freeze. Then he was grunting and she could feel his c--k throbbing as it pumped c-m into her. Finally his c--k began to shrink and then slip out of her. She pulled away and turned around. “Good morning to you too,” she said and laughed. Then she looked down at his wet and dripping c--k. “Let me clean this up.” With that she went to her knees and s----d the c-m and p---y juice off his c--k. “Now, sit down and let me fix you some breakfast. A growing boy needs his protein.”
John laughed and staggered over to the table and sat down. Becky fixed him six pancakes, a huge helping of bacon and six slices of toast. He ate it like he was starving. She watched him with the look of lovesick teenager on her face. To think he came from my body and now he is cumming in my body, she mused.
“What, do I have syrup on my chin?” John said when he saw his mother staring at him.
“No, I was just thinking how much I love you.”
He smiled. “As soon as I finish my breakfast I’m going to show you how much I love you,” he said with a lecherous smile.
“Oh no, my insatiable son, I have to go do some shopping. But I will take you up on that later.”
“All right,” he answered begrudgingly.
Becky went upstairs and dressed, dawning a pretty peasant dress. When she went to get a pair of panties she paused. A naughty smile came to her face and she closed the drawer. It’s a warm day so I won’t need panties, she told herself. She felt so naughty leaving the apartment without panties. If the neighbors only knew what a kinky lady I am now, she thought and chuckled to herself.
The outdoor mall was crowded as usual. As Becky made her way through the shoppers and past the vendors stalls set up on the sidewalk she suddenly felt something between her legs. “Oh my,” she gasped aloud when she felt John’s c-m begin to trickle from her p---y. She had almost forgotten that she had not cleaned up. His c-m must have been very deep inside for it to take so long to come out. As she walked, her thighs began to become sticky, but strangely it felt good. She stopped when a neighbor approached her and said hello. As she talked she could feel her son’s sperm begin to come out in greater quantity. Then she felt something hit her shoe and looked down. Her face turned red when she realized that a large drop of sperm had dripped onto the toe of her shoe. Fortunately the neighbor did not notice. When the neighbor saw Becky’s red face she asked if she was all right. Becky said yes and that she was a little hot because of the crowds at the mall. Then she excused herself saying she had to finish shopping. She felt so naughty for enjoying the feeling of her son’s c-m running down her thighs. She wondered what all these people would think if they knew that her son’s sperm was dripping from her p---y. But she really didn’t care what they thought anymore.
When she arrived home and was safely inside the apartment, she quickly unloaded the shopping sacks and went to find John. He was in his room lying on the bed in his underwear, reading a book. Without a word she hurried over to him and pulled his shorts off. Then she bent and began to suck his c--k until it was hard. He didn’t protest as she quickly climbed onto the bed and s-------d his thighs. With her dress still on she sat on his c--k, taking it deeply into her very wet p---y. “Ahhhh, I have been thinking about that for two hours,” she gasped.
“And I am the insatiable one?” John laughed as he watched his mother begin to bounce up and down on his c--k. He liked the way her t--s jiggled under her dress and reached up to tweak the nipples. Becky smiled down at him as she moved up and down and then rocked her hips back and forth like a stripper on stage. She braced her hands on his chest and began to lift her hips until his c--k was almost out of her p---y and then she plunged back down, bringing a grunt from them both. Then she got her feet under her as she squatted on his c--k. In this position she had freedom to really take his c--k fast and deep.
John let her have her way and watched her c----x several times before he flipped her over and began to f--k her hard. He f----d her to three more climaxes before he felt his c----x coming on. “I’m going to c-m,” he gasped.
“Yes, c-m in me. C-m in me,” Becky said.
John moaned and shot another huge load into his mother’s p---y. Finally he rolled off her, gasping for breath.
Later when they had caught their breath John looked at his mother as if he had something to say.
“What’s wrong?” she asked.
“Nothing. It’s just that … uh … I know you don’t take the pill … or anything … uh … aren’t you worried you’ll get … you know get…” John said and paused.
Becky smiled. “Pregnant?”
“Uh … yes,” John said and actually blushed.
“What would you think if I did get pregnant?”
John was stumped. He knew the answer he wanted to give, but didn’t know how his mother felt about it. “Well … uh … I…”
“Answer me truthfully. Would you want me to have your baby?” she asked more seriously.
“Mom, I … uh … never want to do anything that would hurt you.”
“A baby wouldn’t hurt me. I did have you, you know.”
“You know what I mean. But I guess it would be … kind of cool to … you know, to have a brother or sister.”
“Well it wouldn’t be your brother or sister. It would be your son or daughter.”
John paused as if he hadn’t really thought of that. Then he a big grin crossed his face.
Becky shook her head, smiling. Then she said, “What if I told you I wanted you to make me pregnant … that I wanted you to be the father of my child?”
“Really?” John’s eyes were as big as saucers.
It was Becky’s turn to pause, but not because she didn’t know the answer. She wanted to drag it out a little. “Yes, really,” she finally said.
“Oh my God, Mom. That would be amazing,” John said, clearly excited. “When can we start?”
Becky laughed. “I think we have already started. But my fertile period is this weekend. So make sure you eat plenty of eggs and meat to get your protein.”
“I will.” John rolled over onto his mother and kissed her passionately. “Let’s start practicing now.”
Becky shook her head again and sighed. A moment later John was pumping his c--k inside her. She wondered if there was a luckier woman in the world.1+July 15, 2019 at 5:12 pm #1328884
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