Fucking Magic - A Potion Problem Ch. 01

With that she rose up, moan catching in her throat when I figured things were really starting, shifted downward in concert with her. Her gray eyes going huge at how much travel we did, all to have some dick still inside her. Coming back down she actually screamed again, throwing her head back. She was so fucking sexy, I couldn't believe it, my own mom!

"Leelee, please break me!" She hissed hugging me tightly, staring into my eyes with pleading urgency. "Fuck me and fuck me and fuck me. I want to be fucked by you hundreds of times before Wednesday. I want to tell all of them to stay home so we can be together for all of Thanksgiving! It'll be just me and you for the entire time you're home."

That was a lot, but I could handle it because I was inside her. I slapped her butt, loud and saw the spark of arousal at it in her eyes. Told her, "Stop talking about future fucks and get to fucking!"

"Alright! But remember you asked for it!" Delivered in a growl but she smiled, started doing it. Started fucking ME!

"Fuck yes, there we go! I don't fucking think I've ever been this hard!" I admitted, looking right into her eyes, her arms around my neck. It was all because mom was riding my dick like she was made for it. The idea that she had been riding dicks before I was born turned me on way too much to be right. Her lean sexy body moved in almost a dance as her breath started coming heavier and heavier. "Mom! God damn, I can't believe you fuck dick so good!" Leaning forward to give a suck on her nipple, once I did one I had to do the other. "Mom! Shit, that pussy is fucking good! This body!"

"Baby! Baby!" I thought I was doing something wrong, that waiting until she was all the way down to jam up at her and get FULL penetration was hurting her. Or the nipple sucking was bad. Her cry, and that she pulled my face away, staring me in the eyes. Gray eyes which rolled up and flitted shut as her mouth dropped open. "Baby! You're gonna make mommy come again! Come! On! The! Biggest! Dick! Of! Her! Life! Mommy needs all the comes! ALL the comes your mouth and..." I was doing most of the work, lifting her and smashing up into her. "OH! Oh god soncest is the best! The best!" Shaking her head she stared at me, went on. "All the comes your mouth and your sweet son cock can give can... Leelee make me come so goooooooood!"

I did, lifting her up by my grip on her ass, crashing my cock up to meet her as I pushed her back down again. She just screamed at the ceiling, thrashed, and came. I laughed! Delighted but also knowing it was the epitome of irony that I was giving my best sexual performance to my mother. The one woman who could never brag about how good I gave it.

She almost got away, quavering and arching up as her orgasm became too much. I pulled her back onto me, relishing in the feel of being so deep in anything. Also relishing in the look on her face at having something that far in there. At her sexy fucking body against mine, sweat slippery between us. Her sweat, not mine.

I wasn't close. I had never lasted this long even when I'd had a girlfriend who had practically lived with me. It didn't make any sense, with as long as I'd gone since last having sex, without even masturbating! I should have cum two seconds after mom put me inside her tight sopping wet cunt.

That wasn't the only inconsistency that ran through my head. Her sweaty heaving body put another thing to mind. While I was leanly muscled, my roommates and last girlfriend had been pissed at how little I worked out to achieve it. Annoyed by how I never gained a pound. (In fact, the last five or six times I'd weighed myself, straight out of the shower, I'd been the same exact weight. To the ounce! Malcolm having spent extra on a digital scale that told precise numbers, three spaces after the decimal point.) I had a great metabolism, I knew that. But for sure I'd gotten winded before, shooting hoops or during sex half as vigorous as what mom was getting. Now there was no strain for oxygen like she was doing, just me impatiently waiting to fuck her again.

"Don't stop! Don't stop! Leelee, fuck me! I need to come! I haven't come in so long and Wednesday is going to be here in seconds!" She meant metaphorically.

"Yes mom!"

Rolling her over on the old couch wasn't porn perfect. I popped out of her, it felt like I put my dick in ice cream, the basement air was so cold compared to where I had been. Mom looked so hot, trembling and moaning. Flailing, finding a good spot to get taken on before spreading her legs. Never before in my life had I done it, but I did it now. (Well one time when I was really really drunk and my dick kept wanting to go cooked noodle. That wasn't the problem now!) I jacked myself off. Full tilt as I stared at mom's sexy everything. Feeling so far away from orgasm and knowing mom could only have one more in her.

"Oh Leelee! Do I make you that horny? Fulfilling your naughty mommy's soncest fantasies make you that horny? Because you make ME that horny too." But after the first touch, I could tell she did it more for show than pleasure. Putting just one finger inside herself, I doubt she could even feel that thin slender digit fresh from having my fat long thing stretching her insides. It was still one of the hottest sights of my life. A woman lying before me masturbating! "That big dick! That body! My own son! Leelee Oh my god!"

I aimed and entered her super wet gash almost before she could get her finger out. Grabbing her by her legs, I did what I had never done before again, let loose. No holds barred. Smashing into her as fast and as hard as I could go. Hard enough that even her tits, little as they were, bounced. Hard enough that I moved the couch a quarter-inch at a time until it was up against the wall. Mom nodding her head the entire time, moving from holding me at the back of the neck to holding her legs open for me. Pulling them until her knees practically were touching her shoulders.

"There! There! Leelee! ANOTHER! ANOTHER COME FOR MOMMMMMMY!" That was it for me too, for a bit there I'd felt invincible, got a hint worried that something was broken but I got there. Got there and then worried that things were broken in a much different way. The flood gates opened up! I groaned along with mom, grumbled something that she interpreted correctly. "Don't pull out! Don't! Give mommy your sweet soncest load! GIVE! MOMMY! IT!"

I did. I'd only had one girlfriend let me do this. In prep for that, it had been my birthday present, I'd watched a few (dozen) cream pie videos. Giving mom now what the best of those videos had taught me. Making sure not to go all the way in her, half dipped inside my mom's pussy, I let her have my seed. She screamed at the first blast, obviously this was exactly how she had imagined all her soncest fantasies ending. Her fingernails dug into my forearms as she came again, from the sensation of me erupting inside her.

"Fuck baby! YES! Oooh, there is so much! BABY!"

She wasn't the only one who thought so. It felt like a ton, my balls were tight against my body, my prick had swollen and resided at least twenty times as shot after shot blasted out of me. BIG ones! Massive, like I had never experienced before. Each one felt as good as entire orgasms that I'd had before, and they just kept happening! I kept waiting for it to kick down a notch, it didn't. Mom let out a groan, her eyes huge while staring at her slightly upturned pussy with half my long hard shaft sticking out of it. Three more blasts and she made a gurgling noise, another two and semen started pouring out of her vagina. My dick was in there still but it streamed out of the seams, the sight was over the top pornographic, I groaned and started churning out more. More! It turned me on that MORE came out.

"Leelee! Oh my god! Oh my god Leelee how much is in there! Leelee! Cum on me! Pull that cock out and cover mommy in son cum!" I did, not that I had a choice because she took hold of me, pulling me out of her. Jerking me off as fast as she could, while I hovered over her half curled up body. "Baby boy! Sweet baby boy! Mommy is so happy! Cum on mommy! Cum all over mommy."

"Fuck! Fuck! Holy fuck!"

It was impossible. Even if somehow her pussy was so tight that it pinched me off and all I did was fire nothing inside her. It was still impossible! Because I came so fucking much! Thick white eruptions, lines of creamy stuff all over her. Her face alone had gotten blasted with what I would have proudly announced was the biggest load of my life. But there were five times that across her tiny tits, her flat stomach, more down over her forearms from where she'd been pumping it out of me. And she was gushing it from her pussy, so much already down her asscrack and the couch. At her angle, as she panted deep post multiple orgasm breaths, the stuff from inside her rushed out over her mound, down her belly. Joining the massive amount I had bathed her outsides with.

"What the hell?" My question was one of total shock, while she was in heaven. Stroking me one-handed while running the other through the insane mess. When I finally slowed, no longer shooting it out but just a pulsing sort of stream, she let me go to do the lotion job with both hands. Rubbing my seed into her soft skin, "Mom! I've never ever cum so much!"

"All for me! Sweet Leelee, all for mommy!" Emptied I dropped backward, momentarily forgetting my worry, smiling as mom held her hands over her mouth and ate the semen that flowed off her fingertips.

"Mom!" What felt like twenty minutes later, when as much of it had soaked and dried onto her skin as she had eaten. She had even fingered herself, her thrashing and hissing saying she was DONE, but her need to feast made her bare through it to get the good stuff. Cheeks going red she blinked at me. "Mom, all of that... That was... That wasn't right." '

"I... We..." Bottom lip starting to come out, gray eyes going big.

"That was like too much! Wasn't it?" Not until after her expression fully changed did I realize how my words had probably been misconstrued, how bad that had made her feel. I didn't let her dangle in anguish of thinking I was having second thoughts. "Of cum I mean. Like I came A LOT mom."

"Oh!" She was still embarrassed about having fucked her own son, about enjoying it so much, which was probably why she laughed so loud. Shrugging as she sat up, she mulled it over. "I... it's been a long time for me sweety and... Even longer since I had a boy as young as you but... Yeah, I guess that was a lot. It... Isn't always that much?"

"No!" It was my turn to laugh, half-serious when I said. "Mom I think I should go to a doctor."

"Let's try again tonight and if it's still that much, we will make an appointment tomorrow. Okay?" Her lack of worry, she seemed to have sobered up completely, made me calm down, my brain stopped telling me I had ruptured something to cum that much, mom said it was okay. If it wasn't, she would get it fixed. "Yeah?"

"Okay." God, she wanted it! Relieved delight coursing through her at my quick and eager agreement.

"Could you help me upstairs? Run me a bath?" Testing her legs, giving me a frown that said she had been fucked too hard to trust herself.

"Anything for you mom." Smiling at her as I scooped her up.

"Leelee! I said help not carry!" I wasn't the feats of strength kind of guy but I was bubbling over with energy now, she giggled, wiggled into my arms, and was happy to let it happen.

"Sorry, it was the best fucking sex of my life and..."

"Fucking sex? I think that's improper English, redundant."

"I missed you!" Which made her kiss my cheek.

It was halfway up the stairs that I just knew a muscle would give out and we'd end up at the bottom of the stairs, naked and dead. Some news story somewhere or a joke for a comedian. Logically I knew that's how it should be but in reality, it was like I floated right up them. I had a great metabolism, shooting hoops was the only real workout I did consistently. Now I almost let mom go to see if she would hover or even if I'd have to pull her back down as she went up like she was full of helium (Instead of cum). Adrenaline, I told myself, you're keyed up from that insane sex you just had with your mom. Adrenaline made this possible, going up the stairs with perfect ease.

"Don't worry about using the hot water, I probably should go for a jog."

"After pounding me like that?"

"It's got me all amped up like the one time I had exams and drank five Red Bulls."

"You shouldn't do that!" Poking me in the stomach before she put a hand sternly on my chest. "And don't wear yourself out."

"I won't," I promised, it really was like that Red Bull overdose. I had barely passed the exam because I wanted nothing more than to be doing something different, something more like flit around like a hummingbird. I was a sea of energy now, but also I felt stirrings down there, as she leaned against the sink. Weak and trembly but with her hot tight ass popped out, my cum falling out of her onto the tile in great loud plops. I got the bath nice and warm, some bubbles in, then helped her in too. "You just soak in there as long as you have to, because I'm totally gonna fuck you again as soon as you're ready."

"I can see." Thoroughly delighted by the renewed erection she had given me, reaching up to let her soapy wet fingertips trace across it.

I thought she was going to tell me to stuff it in her, but the hot bath won out. I stumbled out of the bathroom, grabbing my old robe on the way. Which could have been there on the hook for years alongside my sister's and mom's. Probably re-washed and ready for whenever we came home but left there to make her think we were gonna be back any minute. The cold autumn air stole away my boner, not at first but I stood in the open doorway until it did. Back a little so only somebody right across the street could see, nobody came along. Still, I wondered what the neighbors would think with me going out and back in the house with just my robe, as I fetched my other bags from the backseat. Hurrying to grab them out from my car which was sandwiched in the driveway between mom's electric one and a cherry red minivan.

I had packed one set of running gear, not even really sure why beyond Malcolm maybe having nagged me about it. Hadn't really thought I would use it at all unless I shot some hoops or something. After changing into it I flew from the house. There was a path that I had used to walk from the backyard of mom's house, through the woods. It went past the Meadow of Our First Lovemaking, past the water tower, and along back of the high school and middle school. In the woods where there was nobody to see me, I jumped. It was stupid and childish but I couldn't stop myself. Not just once but twenty or more times, each time expecting to launch off into flight, once or twice my jumps felt so good that I really thought I might just be starting to take off. I stopped at the back fence of the football field, a blast of cold air hitting me in the face from the big open area, where I had watched but never played any games on. Instinctively turning into it to cool myself.

Only I wasn't running hot at all. I should have been, I remembered making that run in high school when I was late for class. It always destroyed me. That had been when I was under eighteen, there was no reason for me to be in better shape now. Sure, I was a bit chubby freshman year, with weight that had slowly fallen off of me as, for whatever reason, my metabolism kicked into high gear. Grinning at the lack of sweat or exhaustion I started running again, holding back less, trying to get to that ache that I hated so much.

There was none!

It was amazing!