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Click hereWave after wave took me and I knew I would be exhausted. I'd spent the better part of half a day fucking and being fucked. It was glorious and amazing and I'd do it again and again from now on; I knew it with a certainty that was absolute in its conviction. I also knew that the next time Michael and I were intimate we would be making love, not just simply fucking.
"Is that what you are now? A whore?" Roger asked as he slowly moved his cock in and out of me now. In moments he would lose his erection but at this moment he was still hard and his cock continued to give me pleasure.
"Oh, fuck, baby, it's too late for you to second guess that. You whored me out." I said in exhausted overtones. It was too late, this night had changed everything: It had changed my relationship with my husband, it had changed my relationship with my son, and, moreover, it had changed how I viewed myself. I was no longer a passive sexual partner and I don't think I would ever be again. Sure I might be submissive, and there was part of me that would like to explore that with my son, but I would never be passive again. I would now dictate where and how I wanted my sex life to go. If I wanted to be slutty I would, and if I wanted to submissive I would. But, most importantly, if I wanted my son I was going to have him.
"And he's now one of your men? One of your lovers? You're his and he's yours?"
"That's right baby I'm his. I love you but I'm his, you'll need to ok with that." I looked down at my husband's wilting cock as it left the warmth of my sex. It was covered with the remnants of our encounter but moreover I knew my son's seed also coated my husband's sex and I knew what the truth of that realization was. "And by the way... I think I maybe pregnant."
Damn.....and then you had to sully the whole beautifully psychological story by having pregnancy rear it's ugly head . . . .
This could have been a good one. Hey, at least the mother kept faithful to her new man, her son, for about 1 hour before she betrayed him. You know how fucked up that kid is going to be when he comes home and she says, "hey....all that stuff I was saying about how I'm yours...yeah, that was all bullshit said in the heat of the moment." 1 star
Completely agree with earlier comments. Mom made the son not to fuck any other bitches. Well never ask someone to do something your not willing to do yourself. So son needs to shut mom off. Go back to his girlfriends mom and then do all of Mom's female friends, Co-workers(if she has any), His aunt (the Mom of that stupid cousin that started all of this) and every single lady in the neighborhood. KNOCK THEM ALL UP.
When she ask him what the hell is going on. He can just say you didn't want me anymore. You wanted Dad. So I found others that do want me.