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Click hereI bucked around, and rode my son until he tightened his grip on my hands. I pulled out and made my way up until my cunt was sitting on his face. Kurt did not complain that I had wanted more of my pussy in his mouth, he just wrapped his arms around my thighs and got licking. The sensation of his tongue against my erotic lilly sent waves of lust soaring up to the roof of my skull and I was disorientated as a result.
"Kurt ... I love you Kurt, I love you ... I love." I shuddered and swayed.
I bounced up and down and pummeled his face, not really sure how hard I was hurting him, but I kept going because I couldn't stop. My heart was beating out of my chest, my eyes were bleeding tears and my vision was blurred. Yet still, I was not satisfied.
"Kurt, do you love me? do you love your mother?" I muttered in my delirious daze.
"Yes silly." He replied softly.
He kissed my inner thigh and stabbed me in the cunt with his long tongue. I rammed my vulva into him to feel more tongue, to get fed more lust. The more lust, the more sex we had. We had been fucking for a good while now, and the room remained dim, but we were on fire.
"Is this what you want?" I moaned.
"Yes. Yes mum." He answered, breathing raggedly. My breath was hurried as well, and my voice was husky and at times coarse. I said what I needed to when it suited me and he was no different. Sometimes, he wanted me to do things like cuss and swear and I had a compulsion to please him no end. In no uncertain terms, he inspired me to be as bad a girl as he envisioned, and at the same time I wanted to show I was much more. That was where the romance came in. I just hoped he had any room for it.
"Do you like how mommy bounces on your face?" I moaned.
"Fuck yeah!" He replied, but only when my ass was up in the air, otherwise his words were muffled. I slapped my labia folds and puffy cunt against his face and then stopped and shifted up higher so my ass was sat on my sons face. He was so still, it was as if I had fucked the air out of him. I inspected my back side, and it looked big and sexy. He was in there somewhere inside those pillows. I felt him kissing my ass and was relieved he was still with me.
"Do you like mommy's butt?" I asked.
"Mmphh Mmphh." He replied.
I slid all the way down until I lay on top of my son. We were hot and sweaty and still too horny to quit. But I could sense my climax was near. We lay there quietly making out like experienced lovers for a while. He could not quite believe the length of my tongue or the many things it could do. I inserted it in to his mouth and licked his tonsil which made him cough and jerk back. I decided not to that again.
"You must have reptilian blood." He surmised.
I just kept kissing him, not really interested in talking in any more. We switched positions and now he was on top of me. I felt very vulnerable and did not want the feeling to end. Kurt rose and opened my legs and I begged him to assault my pussy. He stroked my thighs and then scooted me up into a position where his cock could insert itself. I smiled and blew him a kiss as he placed his dick inside my cunt and started to fuck me. I thrust my hips and fucked him too and we were getting to a rhythm which had no turning back. Our momentum was sending us into each other and into spasms of hypnotic euphoria.
"I'm gonna cum!!" He announced, thrashing around. "I'm gonna shoot my load inside!!"
"Yes!! Yes!! Cum in me!!!"
"Ohh fuck!! Ohh fuck!!"
"Cum inside mommy!!"
"CUM INSIDE MOMMY!!!!!" I screamed.
"Ohh fuck!! Ohhhhh Fuuuckk!!!"
"Fuck me!! Fuck me!! Fuck mommy!! "
"OHHHHH FUUCCKKKKKK!!!!" Kurt yelled as his body tightened and dick throbbed and he began squirting hot jets of incestuous sperm inside of my pussy.
"YESSSSS!!! YESSSSS!! SO FUCKING GOOOOD!!!!!" I cried. "So fucking good!"
My son collapsed on top of me and we lay crumpled up together in a heap, just breathing rapidly and sweating. It was the best sex I ever had.
- COMMENTS
Foxterot7a10 days agoThis is the first story I have read that involved two introverts. Would have like more chapters to see if mother received all the sexual attention she desired. Also would have liked to see how mother and son adjusted to their new relationship. Did they ever come to u derstand each other?
Smeller6 months agoIt was alright but the dialogue killed it and not in a good way. It just feels icky to me.
Anonymousabout 11 years agoThis is a good, well-written series, but I was disappointed earlier when Kurt seemed content to shove his big prick up his mother's ass. To me, a boy fucking his mom up the ass is, well, okay as a novelty or a change of pace. But true motherfucking is when a boy gets his young dick up his mother's mommy-hole, the same wonderful hole he came into the world from. I'm happy that now Kurt has done what a true motherfucker does, he's stuffed his prick up his own mother's cunt and unloaded his young balls up where he was once a little baby. He's shot his mommy a great big twatful of his creamy semen. Up his mother's twat not her asshole is where a boy's sperm belongs.
WilliamTellsOverturealmost 14 years agoI don't know if you were around when the Ed Sullivan Variety Show was broadcast from New York City, but I always used to look forward to appearances by a black comedy artist named Flip Wilson. One of his routines was to describe himself in catchy and dicey situations where he was the fiendish protagonist, then culminate the monologue by saying, "The devil made me do it!" However, I muse and ramble, for it was awhile ago.
As usual, I enjoyed this episode of "Amanda" as well, and found the moody undercurents in the story to my liking. I like a good story where the feel is constantly setting and resetting the tone as the characters alert the reader to ongoing changes. The 'coup de grace' is the minimun of an effective dialogue. To me, aside from the premise in the opening statements, it is what makes this kind of a story great and entertaining.
I didn't come across too many grammatical errors. However, I would suggest you read your own rough work before it's presented. Doing this is a lot more dependable than spell check and nothing can compare to or replace the human mind when it's alert. While it's more labour intensive to employ, this style of editing is ultimately most reliable and flawless. I find that doing some things the "old fashioned" way still the best!
I look forward to the continuation of "Amanda" as further submissions are posted.
