new found lover[m/s-33]-(m/s incest-nonconsensual-blowjobs-swallowing)-part-1-of-8_

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Mother's New Found Lover-

Part-1-of-8

Blind date

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Susan Meadows, divorced ten years earlier, now lived alone with her 19-year-old son, Justin. Knowing that she had a small son to take care of, immediately following her divorce, Susan had gone back to school and gotten her degree. Although most of the men at college were younger than she was, when it came to sex, they were far more sophisticated than she was. Despite her age most of them were willing to share their knowledge with her. By the time she graduated, not only had she learned the joys of oral sex, but she’d also that there were other positions besides the missionary position for men and women to use to come together.

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Once out in the business world the trauma of a couple of bad experiences had caused Susan to withdraw from the dating world and centered her whole life around her new career and her son, Justin. As he became a teenager he become her close friend and confidant. As she advanced up the corporate ladder Susan found that between her career and raising a son there just wasn’t much time to devote to a social situation like having a boyfriend on a regular basis.

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It was all she could do to maintain a friendship with Gloria, one of her girlfriends from the office. Gloria became her only real contact with the outside world.

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Along the way Justin had become more than just a son. In a way, Susan thought that it was strange that she had established such a secure relationship with her son, and that she felt so comfortable going to him with almost any type of problem. Justin seemed to always be there when she needed him. It was wonderful having someone she could be so open with and not having to worry about saying or doing the wrong thing, even if it was her teenage son. It was like being married without the sex, she told herself one day after Justin had helped her solve another problem that had had her stumped. It would be nice to have some sex, too, she thought longingly. At least she had someone she could lean on.

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After several attempts, Gloria finally talked Susan into going out on a blind date Saturday night with one of her friends. When she awoke on Saturday, her stomach was already turning flip-flops at the thought of having to go out with a strange man. She was already having second and third thoughts about agreeing to such foolhardiness. Rolling out of bed, she was on the verge of calling up Gloria and canceling the date, but finally decided against it.

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The day seemed to fly by and before Susan knew it, it was time to start getting dressed. Going up to her room, she locked her door and started going through her closet searching for just the right ensemble to wear on her date. It seemed to take her hours to select the appropriate outfit, but she finally chose a soft, clinging dress of black velvet that would properly display off her considerable assets. The dress was short enough to show off her long, beautifully curved legs but at the same time it wasn't short enough to be considered risqué. It was cut low enough to reveal enough cleavage to allow her to flaunt the obvious magnificence of her impressive bosom with making her look like a slut. That decision made, she now had to choose matching underwear. This was her first date in months and she doubted that they would reach a stage of intimacy that would disclose her choice, however one never could tell, she thought. Another twenty minutes elapsed as she dug through her chest-of-drawers. Finally succumbing to time restraints, Susan chose a matching set of panties, a bra and as old-fashioned as it sounded, a garter belt and tossed them on the bed beside her dress. Susan detested pantyhose so anytime the situation called for stockings; she always opted for a garter belt and conventional thigh highs rater than pantyhose. A fact that, while she was still in school all the college boys had founded so exciting that they often wanted her to leave them on during sex.

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As Susan stood looking down at her choice of apparel, she realized that she still had butterflies the size of elephants flying around in her stomach. Maybe it would be best to call it off, she thought. Then, thinking that a shower might quiet her, she hurried into her bathroom and turned on the shower. Then stepping under the hot, stinging spray, she let the needles of water dance over her body as she thought about how long it had been since she had been with a man. Looking down at her body, she was proud of what she saw. Her breasts, big and soft were a little droopy, but remained amazingly resilient for a woman who was over forty. It was funny that she couldn't even admit to herself that she was over forty-five. Running her hands over the soft firmness of her large, jutting breast, she playfully lifted and fondled them, confident that they could still turn heads whenever she wanted to show them off. Finally she moved her hands away from her magnificent breasts and ran them down over her firm, flat stomach. Because she exercised faithfully, Susan had a hard, flat belly with only a small insignificant little paunch that she felt was sexy and not unattractive. Letting her hand slip down even further, she ran her fingers through the little patch of soft, silky pubic hair that she left above her slit. Searching through the tawny, brown fur, she parted her lips and found her sensitive little clit sticking out, begging for attention. It had been far too long since she had sex. Susan hadn't even masturbated in over a week so she was afraid to touch herself too much for fear she’d have a quick orgasm. She didn't want for that to happen, she thought, although on the other hand it might take the edge of her nervousness.

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Deciding against bringing herself to an orgasm, Susan ran her hands down her long, silky legs, letting them slide over the beautifully shaped curves all the way down to her dainty little feet. Pleased with her appearance, Susan hurriedly soaped up and washed herself from top to bottom. After she had her beautiful body covered with lather, she stepped under the water and rinsed herself off. After letting the warm soothing water cascade down over her for several moments, she finally turned off the water. Stepping out of the shower, Susan grabbed a big soft bath towel and proceeded to dry herself. Glancing at the clock, she saw that she needed to hurry so tripped back into her bedroom and hurriedly started dressing.

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Stepping into her panties, Susan quickly pulled them up her long, statuesque legs. After wiggling them into place, she was very satisfied with the way that they covered her womanhood with their soft sheerness. Watching her breasts jiggle sexily in the mirror, she reached for to her brassiere. She’d briefly toyed with the thought of going braless, but begrudgingly conceded that no matter how uncomfortable a bra was, she had to wear one. Her breasts were just too large and heavy for the dress to support alone. Reluctantly she slipped it on backwards with the cups in the back. Fastening the clasp, she quickly spun it around until it was properly positioned with the cups under her ample breasts. Pulling the frilly cups up over the soft, pliant mounds of flesh, she slipped her arms through the shoulder straps. Then with another soft tug, she forced the bra up even farther, pleased with the way it pushed her big, soft breasts together creating a deep, inviting chasm between her mountainous breasts. A few more pokes and prods and she had her breasts settled comfortably into the frilly bra. She could imagine her date's surprise and delight, if he knew that she wore a garter belt under her revealing semi-mini-skirt. Garter belts may have went out of style twenty years ago, but guys for some reason still found girls that wore them sexy. Quickly wrapping the belt around her taut, firm belly, she fastened it and dangled the short straps down her long bare legs. Picking a pair of hose with a tiny, almost indiscernible pattern, she hurried about pulling them on. Pulling the thin, smooth hose up, she fastened them to her garter in the front and rear. Shortly, she stood before the mirror wearing her nothing her bra, panties, garter and hose. Quiet sexy, she thought to herself as she strode over to the bed and picked up her red dress. Slipping it over her head, she let it fall down over her body, covering her risqué underwear. Tugging it down, pushing and poking a little here and a little there, she was very pleased with the way the dress fit her. Again looking at herself in the mirror, Susan turned around and admired how her pert little butt proudly stuck out, proclaiming her sexuality to the world. Turning back around, she looked into the mirror and saw that her breasts were provocatively displayed showing off most of her huge, billowing breasts. Maybe she was displaying too much breast, she thought, but defiantly decided against changing.

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Next Susan quickly gave her long, tawny hair a few strokes with a brush, fluffing and patting it into place. Then picking up her perfume atomizer, she sprayed perfume behind her ears and down the deep crack of her cleavage. Finally, slipping her small feet into a tall pair of stiletto high heels Susan stepped back, and examined herself in the mirror. Satisfied with her looks, she took a deep breath and left her room.

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Going down the stairs, Susan looked down and saw that her breasts, even though tightly confined, jiggled nicely as she stepped down the stairs. Stepping off the stairs, she went to the hall closet and pulled out a sweater. Draping it over her shoulders, she still felt as jittery as a cat in a rocking chair factory and was seriously thinking about calling off her date. Deciding that she would call Gloria for support, she stepped into the kitchen and reached for the phone.

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"Wow, Mom, you look great," Justin exclaimed from the table. Justin, Susan’s 19-year old son, was a senior in high school and although a little on the nerdy side was an average looking teenager. Getting his size and looks from his father’s side of the family, Justin was six feet tall with dark semi-curly hair and brown eyes. Even though the girls, unknown to Justin, considered him a real hunk, he was shy around members of the opposite sex. Despite a normal teenage overactive testosterone driven sex drive, Justin was so shy that he’d never had a date or even as much as kissed a girl. A good portion of his shyness could most likely be attributed to his mother’s divorce and his broken home. The reality though, was that he would have been shy even if his parents hadn’t have been divorced.

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“What, uh, oh, Justin," Susan stammered, surprised to see Justin in the kitchen, "I didn't know that you were down here."

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"Just having something to eat," he grinned at her, his eyes moving up and down her luscious body.

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For some reason Susan felt uncomfortable about the way Justin’s eyes roamed over her body, but she couldn't really blame him, she was rather provocatively dressed after all.

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"Who's the lucky guy?" he asked her.

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"Some guy named Anthony that Gloria set me up with, " she grumble, "but I don't know, I'm thinking about calling up and telling Gloria that I have a headache. I'm really afraid to go out with someone I don't even know."

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"Aw, Come on, Mom," Justin urged her on, "You work too much and you need to go out and have some fun. And, don’t worry, Anthony won’t be disappointed, you're a beautiful woman and he’ll be thrilled to have a date with you."

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"You really think so?" she asked, his reassurance giving her ego a much-needed boost.

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"There is no doubt in my mind," Justin said emphatically, "Unless he is crazy."

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"Oh, I just don't know, it’s been so long since I’ve had a date that I’m not sure if I've got the courage," she blubbered, her confidence still shaky even all this time after her divorce.

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"Well, if you don't want to go out with someone you don't know," he said, standing up and walking over to her, "I'll go out with you."

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"You mean that you wouldn't be ashamed to be seen out in public with an old lady like me?" she asked coyly.

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"Ashamed. Did you say ashamed?" he asked incredulously, wrapping his arms around her and giving her a gentle hug, "Are you kidding, I'd be the envy of the town."

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Mother’s New Found Lover

Part-2-of-8

Her Date Show’s

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"Even if you're my Mom," he grinned, stepping back away from her, "And the best looking Mom in the world, I might add."

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"You really think so?" she halfheartedly queried him.

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"Trust me on this one, Mom," Justin proclaimed proudly, "You are a very beautiful woman, a real babe."

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"Thank you so much," she told him, giving him a soft, gentle kiss on the cheek, "You make me feel so good. Just talking to you is, is, uh, wonderful. Just knowing that I have your support means so much to me. You'll never know how much."

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"Well, for what ever it’s worth, you have it," he announced, sitting back down.

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Just then they heard the doorbell ring. "That must be Gloria and the guys," Susan sighed, feeling the knot in her stomach tighten again. Striding to the door, she turned and told Justin, “Don’t wait up, okay. I don't know what time I will be home tonight, but it might be late.”

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"Sure, Mom,” Justin chuckled knowingly, "Have fun, but not too much, if you know what I mean."

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"Oh, Shush," she chided him as she opened the door, "And Thanks again."

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"Well, hello," the man at the door said as she opened it.

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Happy to see that her date was a good-looking man about her age, Susan returned his hello. Maybe it will be a fun night after all, she thought as she took his out stretched arm and strolled out to the car with him. Susan, Gloria, Anthony, and Carl spent the evening dining, dancing and boozing at the Outback. It was around one-thirty before they finally staggered out to the car. Carl, the soberest of the group, was elected to drive home. Gloria crawled into the front seat beside him as Susan and Anthony flopped drunkenly into the back. Instead of starting the car, Carl pulled Gloria to his arms. As Susan watched Carl and Gloria began to kiss and paw each other. Susan knew that she was drunk, but so was everyone else so watching Carl and Gloria rollicking the front seat didn't seem to matter all that much. When Susan felt Anthony's hand on her thigh, she was excited and pleased that he was making a move on her, but for some reason, she felt she should make some effort to dissuade him. But, before she could react on her premonition, Susan felt him slip his arm around her. Then, to her dismay, she felt Anthony’s hand slid up her thigh and under her skirt. She tried to protest, as Anthony pulled her to him and mashed his lips against her, forcing his tongue into her mouth. In a feeble attempt to fend him off, she reached down to push his hand out from under her skirt. But in her drunken state, she misjudged the distance and her hand plunged into his lap instead. A jolt of excitement flashed through her as her hand brushed up against the hardness jutting up under his pants. Her inhibitions had been weakened by what seemed like gallons of booze she’d consumed and instead of jerking her hand away; she closed her hand and gently squeezed the bulge in his pants. As Susan squeezed his penis, she felt Anthony’s other hand slip down into the bosom of her dress and close around one of her breast. Susan was so flustered by Anthony pawing at her breast, that she did nothing to stop his other hand as it slowly inched its way up her thigh. Caught up in the passion of the moment, Susan gave his rigid maleness another squeeze and began to tease it through his pants.

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Basking in the glow of unaccustomed passion, Susan reveled at the power she had over Anthony as she felt him shudder. Her breathing was coming faster as she toyed with him through his pants. Still not believing what she was doing, Susan began to search for his zipper. As Susan’s fingers found his zipper, Anthony’s fingers found the frilly hem of her panties. Susan gasp as his fingers ease under the bottom hem of her panties. She could feel Anthony’s fingers getting closer and closer to her seeping womanhood. When at last, she found the hasp she quickly lowered his zipped and spread his pants open. Then, just as his fingers brushed over her tingling clit, she thrust her hand down into his pants. Struggling to find the opening in his shorts, she nearly fainted as his warm probing fingers toyed with her throbbing clit.

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At last, Susan’s fingers finally found the reinforced opening of his shorts and slipped her hand inside it. Susan could feel Anthony's obvious urgency as she grasped his thick, hard cock in her hand. Then, tightly holding onto his cock, she tugged on it and extricated his rigid manhood out of his shorts and pulling it out into the open. Then he broke their kiss long enough to whisper as she began to stroke him.

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When Susan saw the size of Anthony’s cock; all she could do was gasp, “Oh, my god.” As she gently ran her hand up and down Anthony’s rock hard cock, Susan felt his fingers leave her clit and slowly move down to her seeping vagina. Deliberately, she spread her legs apart as she felt his thick, strong fingers probe the wet, stickiness of her aching pussy. As she slowly ran her hand up and down his thick, pulsating shaft, she felt him run his fingers around her dripping femininity, softly probing and exploring the soft flesh surrounding her wetness. Then, suddenly, he slowly eased one finger into her hot, clenching pussy.
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“Oh, that feels good," Susan whispered softly as she felt him slide a second finger into her, "That, too."
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As she gently masturbated him, Anthony tenderly slid his fingers in and out of her sopping slit. As they kissed and fondled each other, they both felt their passion rising. Suddenly, they heard Carl groan. Pausing for a moment, they looked up to see light glistening from the wetness of Gloria's lips as she leaned over and gently kissed Carl's cheek. Realizing that Gloria had just sucked Carl cock, Susan became so excited that she felt dizzy. As they resumed their own touching and stroking, they heard Carl start the car. They were so excited that they didn't stop, even as they felt the car pull out of the parking lot. Knowing that time was short, they renewed their petting with a heightened sense of urgency as the car bounced along. Susan's hand was now roughly lurching up and down Anthony's jutting manhood while his fingers wildly slashed in and out of her weeping gash. She could feel herself growing feverish with desire for the real thing as Anthony's fingers slithered in and out of her. As if it would compensate for the absence of his cock inside her, she roughly beat his meat with her hand. As her hand churned quickly up and down his shaft, she could hear Anthony panting faster and faster as he grew more and more excited. As she gently nipping his ear, Susan felt Anthony’s cock swell and suddenly jerk in her hand. Realizing that Anthony was cumming, Susan thrust her other hand down over his spurting cock to keep it from spewing his cum all over them both. Her hands were soon coated with his hot, sticky cum as his cock continued to jump, spit over and over again. Susan giggled wickedly as she felt the heat of his thick, creamy cum running down and covering her hands as his cock spewed out gusher after gusher of the sticky, hot cum. At last, she felt his cock give one final feeble little lurch before it began to shrivel and shrink. As his cock began to wither, she felt Anthony slowly ease his fingers out of her sopping pussy.
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It was so dark that Anthony couldn’t really see what Susan was doing. Enticed by the aroma, Susan slyly raised her cum coated fingers to her lips and sensuously licked his warm cum off her fingers. Not realizing what Susan was doing, he stammered drunkenly, "God, I'm shorry,"
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"That's shokay," she returned, unable to enunciate clearly either.
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"I cunt stop t," he groaned softly.
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"That's shokay," she told him again, "Don wrry bout it."
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Then all at once, the car stopped and Susan saw that they were in front of her house. Glancing down to see if her dress was covering her, she saw that Anthony's pants were coated with his discharge. She started to laugh at the absurdness of it all, but held it back. Hoping that her clothes were properly arranged, Susan reached for the door lock. Struggling drunkenly with it, it took several moments, but she finally unlocked the door and pushed it open. Picking up her purse, she leaned over and gave Anthony a kiss on the cheek. "Latr, Anthony," she mumbled drunkenly as she stumbled out of the car, "I had fun."
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"Wnt me wak to yr dr," he asked her, still trying to zip his pants back up.
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"Naw, I'm fn," she muttered.
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"You two okay," Gloria asked from the front seat.
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"Shure," Susan told her as she wobbled out of the car and nearly fell on her face, "Had fun, see yu latr."
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"Are you sure you're okay?" Gloria asked as she watched Susan reel up the sidewalk to her house.
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Not hearing her, Susan chuckling softly to herself as she staggered unsteadily up the sidewalk. At last she made it to the door, and stopped. Leaning against it, Susan waved at the car. Reaching into her purse, it seemed like it took her forever to find her keys, but she finally did. Then unlocking the door, Susan pushed it open and with a final wave, watched the car slowly roll down the street. Stumbling inside, Susan closed the door behind her and lurched herself across the room. Stumbling several times, she was finally able to make it up the stairs. Stopping at the top of he stairs to catch her breath, Susan couldn't believe that she’d let herself get so drunk. Thankfully, she’d made it home and now all she had to do was make it the rest of the way to her bedroom. Staggering down the hall, she stumbled through the first open door that she came to. Tottering over to the bed, she laid her purse on the nightstand and fell back onto the bed and was asleep almost by the time her head hit the pillow.
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Justin was suddenly jarred awake from a dead sleep, when something or someone came crashing down on his bed. For a few moments, he didn't know what was going on, and then he got a whiff of his mother's erotic perfume and realized that she had mistakenly gotten into his bedroom. Sitting up, he cautiously reached over and gently touched her. Then he got a whiff of her breath and knew that she was drunk. Feeling for her shoulder to shake her awake. Justin guiltily felt a fiery tingle of sexual excitement course through his body, when his hand accidentally brushed across her soft, yielding breast. Alarmed at his reaction toward his own mother, Justin quickly moved his hand on up to her shoulder and gently shook her. Getting no response, he shook her even harder. Even after four or five hard shakes, Justin still got no response.
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Carefully, Justin got slowly up off of his bed and turned on his night-light. It was quite apparent that his mother must have mistaken his room for hers. She was lying fully dressed in his bed, dead to the world, and Justin was at a loss as to what to do about it. Walking around to the side of the bed, he stood looking down at her for several moments as he tried to figure out what to do. Then he abruptly realized that he was naked and that his cock was hanging down, thick and heavy right in his mother’s face. Shamefully, he walked over to his bathroom and grabbed a towel. Wrapping it around his waist, he hid his semi-erect manhood.
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Mother's New Found Lover
Part-3-of-8
Drunk

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Somehow he had to get his mother into her own bed. If he didn't, she would be mortified in the morning. Taking a deep breath, he leaned down and slipped one hand under her neck and another under the back of her knees. Straining, he struggled to lift her up into his arms. As he lifted her, she squirmed and mumbled something unintelligible but still didn't wake up. Turning, with her in his arms, he stumbled out of his room and down the hall. As he reeled down the hallway, grunting with effort, he felt the towel wrapped around his waist come undone and fall to the floor. He was having so much trouble carrying his comatose mother that there was no way that he could stop for even if he wanted too. At last, he staggered into his mom’s room, careened across the room, and as gently as he could, deposited her onto her own bed.
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Carrying his mother down the hallway had been harder work than he’d expected, and now his back ached from the exertion. When he flicked on her night-light, he saw that his mother’s dress had ridden up where he could see the frilly hem of her panties. It was the first time that he’d ever seen panties while they were on someone, and even though it was his own mother, he still felt a little spark of excitement surge through his genitals. Then, appalled with himself, Justin found himself wanting to take her clothes off. Justin was confused and couldn't understand what had come over him. He’d never even dreamed of seeing his mother naked, but now, for some unknown reason, he found himself struggling with an overpowering urge to see her that way.
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Ashamed of himself, Justin turned abruptly and started to leave her room. When he turned he felt his big cock slap against his thigh. Looking down, he saw that with a mind of it’s own, his cock was rapidly swelling into hardness. Torn between leaving and staying, Justin turned and looked back at his mother lying on her bed. She was so beautiful and vulnerable, as she lay there, that he found himself being drawn back to her. Powerless to stop himself, he slowly plodded back toward the bed and looked down on her adoringly. As if possessed by some ungodly devil and couldn't stop himself, Justin reached down and slowly eased the shoulder straps of her dress down off the soft, rounded slope of her shoulders. His heart was in his throat as he gently tugged the red velvet straps down her soft velvety skin of her arms. The straps slipped halfway down her soft, smooth arm before the straps tightened and would move no further. Knowing her dress wouldn't go any farther without being unzipped, Justin stood there trying to fight off the evil demon that was driving him to see his mother naked. What if she woke up and caught him, he wondered? He could say that he was just trying to make her more comfortable and put her to bed.
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Justin knew that if he unzipped her dress, he wouldn't be able to stop until she was naked. Then with a fatalistic shudder, he reached down and gently rolled her over onto her stomach. As he did, his heart almost stopped when she murmured and stirred momentarily. But, much to his relief, Susan was in such stupor that she quickly fell back to sleep once again. Feeling himself start to sweat, Justin cautiously sat down on the bed beside her. Still not understanding what it was that was driving him to perform this macabre deed, Justin tentatively reached out and took hold of her zipper tab. Then he gingerly eased it down her long back; watching with wonder and admiration as the material slowly parted, revealing the soft, smooth skin below it. As he pulled the zipper farther and farther down her body, he felt the spit in his mouth turn to cotton as he tried to swallow. Then abruptly, the zipper reached the end of its path and stopped.
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As he stared down at her back and saw that her too-tight bra was digging into the flawless softness of her flesh. Knowing that it must hurt, he ever so slowly reached down and with fingers of clay, clumsily struggled to unfasten her clasp. It seemed to him to take forever to finally unsnap the stubborn catch holding her bra secured to her upper torso. Thinking that it was designed to frustrate him, Justin ultimately succeeded in unlocking it.
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Pausing again, Justin waited for several moments before carefully turned his mother back over onto her back. Stirring and mumbling something incoherent, Susan slipped slowly back into unconsciousness. Glanced down at himself, Justin couldn't believe how hard his cock was. It was so hard; it actually ached as it jutted up at least ten inches into the air. Looking away from the evil, bloated monstrosity jutting up out of his groin, Justin returned to undressing her mother. .
Slowly, Justin began to ease the shoulder straps down his mother' arms once again. Enraptured, he watched as the soft, clinging material magically fell away from her exquisite breasts as he slipped the straps down her arms. Once the straps had cleared her arms, Justin feverishly took hold of the top of her dress. Taking one final, deep breath, he began to purposefully tug his mother’s dress down. As the soft, velvet material slowly crept down, her magnificent breast were still covered with the sheer, laciness of her bra. Once clear of her ample breasts, Justin continued to inch the dress down until he reached the lacy sheerness of his mother's panties and garter belt. When he tried to swallow, Justin’s mouth was so dry that he couldn't swallow.
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Then with a finality that he couldn't believe; Justin pulled her dress slowly down her long, silky legs and over her feet. Awkwardly, he folded the dress and laid it in the chair by her bed. Peering down, Justin suddenly had a true appreciation of her elegant beauty. True she was the only near naked woman that he’d ever seen, but she was still beautiful. He sat for at least a minute, just drinking in her incomparable beauty. In Justin’s eyes, his mother was the most beautiful woman there was. As he gently ran his hand lovingly down one of her long, elegant stocking covered legs, Justin wondered why he hadn’t seen his mother’s beautify before. Reaching down, he anxiously lifted the soft, lacy sheerness of her bra off her magnificent breasts. Their grandeur nearly took his breath away. Still staring at the flattened works of art, pressed down by their weight and size, Justin solemnly laid her bra atop her dress.
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Not being able to help himself, Justin continued to stare down at his mother’s big beautiful mountains of soft, smooth pink flesh. Each big breast was topped with a cup of darker pink flesh with a pebbled texture and a big, round nipple jutting out proudly from its center. Fighting the urge to reach down and squeeze the magnificent peaks of perfection, Justin instead reached down to her garter belt. Anxiously digging under the firm muscles of the back of her leg, he managed to tug it out from under the cheeks of her ass. His fingers felt as big and awkward as baseball bats, so without unfastening her sheer stockings, Justin slowly pulled down her garter belt. Glancing up at his mother's face to be sure that she still slept, Justin began to slowly pull her garter and hose down her long, magnificent legs. The wispy film of nylon and laciness of her garter traveled down her milky thighs, over her softly rounded knee and then across the sweeping swell of her calf, before slipping over her feet. Once removed, Justin let the shimmering transparencies and lacy frills float down onto the top her other clothes.
.At last his mother lay before him with only her delicate almost transparent panties protecting her from total nudity. Justin was so awed by her nakedness that he was sweating profusely and could scarcely breathe as he stared down at her. Catching his breath as best he could, Justin warily reached out and delicately slipped his fingers under the lacy waistband of her sheer, high-cut panties. His heart threatening to explode, Justin began to ease the feathery lightness of her panties down off her flat, hard stomach. Then inch by inch, Justin slipped their sheer transparency farther and farther down, revealing more and more of the luxuriant forest of soft, curly blonde pubic hairs hidden underneath them. Her thick mat of kinky, blonde hair covered her soft, vulnerable underbelly hiding her secret place from him. It was almost more than he could stand, as he continued to pull her lacy panties down her long, curving legs. At last, they slipped her hips and the turf of silken blonde pubic hair that grew just above her womanhood was clearly visible. Gasping like an asthmatic, Justin stopped and delicately pushed her legs apart just a tiny bit.

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Wanting to spread her legs wider apart, Justin attempted to pull her panties the rest of the way off. Then with a fiery shock, he discovered that the crotch of her panties was wet and sticking to her woman-place. Just the thought of his mother being wet in that place was enough to make Justin almost loose control and shoot off. He couldn't believe how totally erotic and wicked it was to see his mother’s secret place so wet that it had completely soaked through her panties. My God, he thought, she must be having a wet dream. Then with an overpowering urgency to see her vagina, he roughly tugged her panties the rest of the way down her legs and off over her feet.

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Tossing the panties atop the other clothes, Justin anxiously stared down between his mother's legs. She was now naked and her womanhood was now clearly visible beneath lush turf of pubic hair. Staring hard, Justin could vaguely make out the wet cleft of pink flesh sparkling in the dim light. Then he felt an evil impulse come over him. An impulse so strong that Justin was unable to fight the dark urge to see his mother’s vagina completely exposed.

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Bending down over her, he tenderly took hold of her creamy white thighs and ever so slowly began to force her legs farther and farther apart. As he did, the soft pinkness between her legs became more and more visible as her womanhood slowly unfolded like the petals of a beautiful pink rose. Then all at once, he saw the soft, pink folds of her vaginal lips gape open, unmasking his mother's most sacred of places. Spellbound, he stared down into the soft, glistening wetness of her gaping vagina for what seemed like hours. Then as he continued to gape at her ripe wetness, he suddenly felt a sharp pain lance through his balls. Groaning, he tore his eyes away from her sinful wickedness just in time to avert a disastrous eruption. Trying to think of something else for a moment, he found his eyes immediately drawn back to the gleaming wetness of her soft womanhood lying before him. He suddenly had an overpowering urge to touch the shocking beauty of her deep seeping love wound. His mind and body had been taken over by some wicked demon and there was nothing he could do could stop the impulse. He knew that he would go to hell for doing it, but not even the threat of being plunged into a lake of everlasting fire brimstone could stop him.

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Justin slowly reached down to his mother’s exposed vagina. His hand moved closer and closer, until at last he felt a flash of electricity shoot up his arm, paralyzing it as his finger finally touched the soft, pouting wetness of his mother’s beautiful womanhood. Straining to keep from spurting his boiling seed out into the air, Justin fought to move his arm but couldn't. He was paralyzed for several moments as wicked, evil thoughts churned through his head. Finally, the feeling returned to his hand and he slowly ran his finger around the soft, smoothness of the fleshy lips surrounding her fiery slit.

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Unknown to Justin, his mother was dreaming that a giant cock was chasing her and that it had finally caught her. Helpless, she waited in fear as she watched the gigantic cock slowly ease itself toward her pussy. Then suddenly, she felt it touch her. Overcome by excitement, Justin gently explored the hot, dripping opening of her vagina with a quivering finger. Susan could feel the giant cock slowly working its way around the fleshy opening of her aching vagina as she waited breathlessly for it to enter her. Finally, Justin slowly slid his long, thick middle finger down into the hot, clinging wetness of his mother's throbbing pussy. Susan suddenly felt the great cock slide into the hot, itching channel of her vagina. The touch felt so real, she didn't know if it was a dream or real and found herself struggling toward consciousness. Seeing his mother stir and her eyes trying to flickering open, Justin quickly jumped up and reached for the switch to the night-light.

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Groggily opening her eyes, Susan was shocked to see a naked man standing by her bed. She didn't see his face because her eyes were instantly drawn down to his gigantic cock jutting out at her. She had never seen a cock so large and powerful. Then just as she was just lifting her eyes up to look at his face the room was suddenly plunged into darkness. She hadn't had time to see whom it was that owned such a big beautiful monster.

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Justin saw his mother's eyes open just as he touched the light switch. To his surprise, instead of his face, her eyes had immediately gone down to his cock, giving him time to flip the light switch before she tried to see his face. He was reasonably sure that she hadn't seen his face, but there was no way he could know. Indecisively he stood there terrified, afraid to move.

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Mother’s New Found Lover

Part-4-of-8

Justin’s surprise

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The lights had gone out too quickly for Susan to see whom it was standing by her bed. Trying to part the drunken fog that she found herself in, she could only remember that she had been out with Gloria's friend. She couldn't even remember his name now. The real scary part was how he had gotten into her room. She didn't remember inviting him into the house and for some reason she vaguely thought his cock was much smaller than the gigantic one that she’d just seen. Maybe she was just so drunk; that she’d forgotten about inviting him into her house and as horny as she was it didn't surprise her. Whatever, she decided; she wasn't going to pass up a chance to have his big, beautiful cock inside of her aching pussy. Blindly, she groped out for the giant man-thing that had been pointed at her when the lights went out

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Afraid to move, Justin froze when he heard his mother's bed creak. Paralyzed with fear and shame, he stood frozen by her bed hoping that she would go back to sleep. What would she do if she caught him in her room? Then without warning, he felt something brush against his jutting manhood. Before he had a chance to react, he suddenly felt his throbbing cock imprisoned in his mother's hot, clenching hand. He felt like he had just been doused with a blast of icy cold water as he realized his mother had her hand wrapped around his throbbing cock.

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"Oh, Please make love to me," she gushed, pulling on his giant cock. Justin felt like his heart would stop beating at any second as his mother impatiently pulled painful on his manhood. Cursing himself for getting into such a predicament, Justin didn't know what to do. She must not have seen his face; he thought as he wondered how to get out of the dilemma his perverted curiosity had just gotten himself into.

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"Please, make love to me, please," Justin heard his mother begging. As he stood by the bed, paralyzed with fear and indecision while she continued to pull on his swollen cock. How would he be able to live with himself if he did what she wanted, he asked himself? Still in a daze he thought as he heard the bed creak again? Justin gasped in disbelief when he felt his mother wrap both her hands around his bounding maleness.

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He couldn't let it happen, thought Justin. Somehow he had to stop her. Then, his mind went numb with shock as he felt his mother’s lovely red lips touching the sensitive head of his cock. His head started spinning and his knees almost gave way when he felt his mother’s warm moist mouth hungrily enveloped in swollen manhood. Justin was helpless, there was no way he could stop the gigantic gusher of thick, hot cum that came shooting up from his balls and spewing out into her mouth. All he could do was grab the back of his mother’s head and almost scream, "Mmmmm!” as his teenage balls exploded spewing gobs and gobs of his sweet cum deep in his mother’s sucking mouth. Another spasm of pleasure tore through Justin’s loins as his cock continued to jerked wildly, sending another great geyser of his virulent boy-cream into his mother's hot, slurping mouth.

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By now, Justin had both hands wrapped in his mother’s blonde hair and was wildly pumped his hips as he thrust his gigantic big dick violently in and out of his mother’s fantastic mouth. It felt to him like she was sucking his life's essence out through his cock as she continued to suck on him harder and harder. As she sucked, Justin’s cock lurched and jerked again and again, spurting gusher after gusher of his heavy, egg-laden cum into his mother’s marvelously warm mouth. Justin’s cum spewed out of his virile cum filled teenage balls like water out of a broken water main. Ten times his massive cock jumped and erupted, then fifteen, then twenty. He couldn't make it stop as it continued to buck and spit out his life's cream. Then, when it felt like his mother was going to suck his balls inside out, Justin finally stopped cumming.

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Having swallowed every drop of the thick, viscid cum that this strange man had poured down her throat, Susan let his giant semi-erect cock slip from between her swollen lips.

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Lying back on the bed, Susan sensuously spread her long shapely legs apart. Then reaching out, she dug her long, sharp fingernails into the man's back and forcefully pulled him down on top of her. "Hurry, put it in me and we'll make it hard again," she cooed to him, not knowing that it was her son that had just emptied his balls into her willing mouth. Still weak from his orgasm, Justin couldn't stop himself from falling on top of his mother as she pulled him down onto her. Even as he fell, he felt his mother urgently guiding his shrinking manhood down to the hot, weeping gash between her legs. So lust filled that he was powerless to stop himself, Justin shamefully gave up any hope of escape. Struggled up to his hands and knees, Justin crawled clumsily but now eagerly between his mother’s outstretched legs.

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Justin could feel her urgency as he let his mother lead him down the fiery path to their doom. It seemed to take all night for her to guide his semi-erect cock down to her waiting vagina. But at last, he felt his hypersensitive cock-head bump her outer lips then slip down into the hot, drooling wetness of her gaping pussy.

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"Oh, God, you're huge," she moaned as she felt his massive cock stretching her lips and knifing down into her tight pussy. Unknowingly, Susan was letting her son's great, dense man-hood slowly penetrate the hot, clinging wetness of her throbbing vagina, spreading and stretching her to her to the limit, the same as he’d stretched her when she’d given birth to him. She couldn't believe how big this monstrous cock was that was cutting deeper and deeper into her aching pussy. Then, just when she felt like her pussy would spilt open, she felt the man's hairy crotch grind up against her pubes as his big, and his dangling balls slapped against her upturned ass.

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"God you’re big. My pussy’s never been so full,” Susan gushed appreciatively.

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Although his cock had started to shrink immediately after he’d finished cumming in her mouth, the moist warmth of her pussy was now causing it to rapidly regenerating itself. "Oh, My God," Susan gasped as she felt him growing larger inside her, "you're getting bigger and harder."

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When Justin felt his giant cock regaining it’s hardness and he slowly withdrew it about halfway out of his mother's pulsing hot pussy. Justin was a virgin so he was clumsy from inexperience as he began to move his massive cock in and out of Susan’s tight pussy. Justin was a quick learner and under his mother’s tutorage was soon fucking her with long, deep strokes.

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“Oh god, yes, oh yes, I love it, I love it. Fuck me. Fuck me!" she muttered as she spread her long, shapely legs up, making herself even more vulnerable to the deep, plunging thrusts of Justin’s cock. "Oh god, yes, Baby. That’s it, fuck me, fuuuck me!” Susan wailed as she felt the man's erection growing harder inside of her as he violently fucked her. Even in her drunken state, Susan felt herself being quickly whisked along the path toward an unbelievable climax. Never had she felt a cock fit her and fill her to such perfection. Although it was huge, it fit her so perfectly, that it was as if it had been designed specifically for her vagina. She couldn't have designed one that fit her more exquisitely if she'd tried.

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Needing to feel the ethereal rush of pleasure that she knew would come with her orgasm, Susan dug her heels into the man's bounding ass, urging him to fuck her harder and faster. Her coaxing caused Justin to drive his revived hardness into her deeper and faster with each stroke.

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"Oh yes, oh yes, oh yes, oh god yes," was all she could panted as Justin continued to pound his cock into the sopping heat of her wet, slippery pussy. They could both feel the impending implosion of pleasure as it grew closer and closer. Suddenly, it was on them like a beast of the jungle attacking its prey.

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"Oh god, I'M CUMMMMIIIINNNNN," screeched Susan as her body began to writhe and shake underneath her son. Even as she shuddered and shivered under him, Justin could feel his balls clinch up and his cock lurch as it sent out a huge, gelatinous spurt of his white-hot cum deep inside his mother’s boiling pussy. Wrapping her arms around him, Susan ground her pussy against Justin’s thrusting crotch, taking every last bit of his spurting maleness deep into her pussy.

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"Oh, give it to me! Give it to me! Oh god, give it all to me! To, Me, Oh, Yes," she whispered as she nibbled on her son’s ear.

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Trying to please her, Justin drove his cock into his mother again and again, each time releasing another geyser of his white-hot cum deep inside her clenching cunt. It seemed like they had been simultaneously climaxing for an hour, when the final ecstatic tingle coursed through their bodies announcing the end of their orgasms.

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Unable to hold himself up, Justin tried to roll off of her, but instead flopped down half on and half off her with his cock still imbedded inside her pussy. The alcohol in Susan’s system suddenly took over once again and within moments, she was fast asleep again. She was so far gone this time that she never even felt her son slowly pull his shrunken, drained manhood out of her sopping cum filled pussy. Nor did she see him slink out of the room like a beaten puppy, but a sated beaten puppy.

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Skulking shamefully down the hall, Justin stepped into his room and closed the door. Filled with self-disgust and repulsion for what he’d just done, Justin stumbled numbly into his bathroom and turned on his light. Guiltily looking at himself in the mirror, Justin was surprised that his looks hadn't changed. He was so ashamed of what he’d just done, that he was sure that there would be some difference in his appearance. After all, now he was a motherfucker and what was worse, God help him, he’d enjoyed it. But the teenage boy staring back at him, looked the same as he always did. Maybe he’d dreamed it, he thought until he looked down at his dangling cock. It still glistened with his mother’s juices and a tiny little dribble of cum dangled from the little hole in its purple head, both the remains of their lovemaking. How, he asked himself, could he have done such a despicable thing to his own mother? Grabbing a towel and tried to wipe all the evidence of their sin from his shrunken cock. It seemed to take forever, but finally his cock showed no signs of their indiscretion. After cleaning himself up, he trudged back to his bed and lay down. Lying there, he couldn’t help remembering what it had been like to make love to his mother. With visions of his mother’s luscious body still in his head, Justin didn’t think that he’d never be able to go to sleep. But finally, exhaustion won out and he dropped off to asleep again.

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It was almost nine o'clock before Susan woke up the next morning. The instant she woke, Susan knew that she’d not been an angel the night before. Her head ached and her mouth felt like someone had been walking on her tongue in a pair of combat boots. Running her tongue around inside her mouth, Susan suddenly became aware of the lingering taste of cum mixed in with the awful taste of leftover booze. Opening her eyes, she slowly turned her head to see if there was anyone in bed with her. Thankfully she was alone. As she lay there, she tried to think back to the events of the previous night, but could only vaguely remember bits and pieces of what had happened. She had some indistinct memory of jacking off Anthony in the back seat of someone's car while Anthony played with her pussy. But why would she have cum in her mouth, she didn't remember sucking him off? It didn't make sense. When she moved, Susan felt the sticky, clinging remains of a man's deposit matted in her pubic hair and covering her groin. Then she had a strange feeling inside of her vagina. It felt as if it had been stretched to its limit. It was quite obvious that she had made love to someone the night before, but for the life of her, she couldn't remember whom. Then Susan dimly remembered a strange man in her bedroom. She also remembered that the strange man had a huge cock and that she’d sucked him off and then they’d made love.

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Mother's New Found Lover

Part-5-of-8

The Next Morning

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Susan couldn’t believe that she’d been so drunk that she’d invited a man into the house while Justin had been there. How stupid could she be? What if Justin had walked in and caught her in the act, she shuddered. She’d have to be more careful in the future, Susan thought as she groggily sat up. Sitting on the edge of the bed wishing she hadn't drunk so much the night before, she saw her clothes lying on the chair by her bed. Someone had taken the time to fold them and put them in a neat stack on the chair by her bed. The whole thing was getting stranger and stranger by the minute, Susan thought as she cursed her lack of memory. Finally, after a few more moments of unsuccessful memory searching, she shook her head and struggled to her feet. Although still looking around for more clues, Susan didn't find any more surprises. Her throbbing headache made her trip into the bathroom seem to take forever. As her memory slowly returned and Susan remembered that it was Saturday and that she had several errands to run. Trying to shake her headache, she took a couple of aspirins and a long hot shower. After dressing, Susan hurried down to Justin's room to tell him that she was going out. Seeing his door ajar, she peeked inside and was shocked to find him lying on his bed naked. Starting to step back in shock, she saw his eyes were closed and realized that he was still asleep. Stopping for a moment, she looked back into his room. Knowing that it was wrong, Susan still couldn't keep her eyes off his dormant manhood. She couldn't believe her eyes. What had happened to her little baby, she wondered as she stared at his giant penis. Even soft, Justin's penis was bigger than most men's were hard. After a few moments, Susan blushingly came to her senses and looked away from the sleeping monster. Ashamed of herself for even looking at her naked son, Susan softly closed his door. It was funny, but for some reason, there was something vaguely familiar about Justin’s cock, but she hadn't seen him naked in years. The last time she’d seen his thing, it had still been a little boy's penis, not the huge monster that it was now. Blushing even more, Susan rushed down the stairs. Her face still burning with embarrassment as she stopped in the kitchen, Susan grabbed a pencil and quickly wrote a note to let Justin know where she was. It read: “Justin, I just wanted to thank you for last night. It was wonderful. If I had only known sooner, I would have done it sooner. I'm ready to do it again, as soon as I can. I've got some errands to run today. I should be back home around six-thirty. I can't wait to be with you. Hope you have a nice day. I will, knowing that I have you with me. Love and Kisses, Mom”

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Leaving the note propped up against the saltshaker, her face still warm with shame, Susan rushed out of the house.

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When Justin finally woke up, it was one-thirty. Wow, I slept almost all day, he thought to himself as he stretched and yawned. Why had he slept so long, Justin wondered? Then suddenly, like being doused with a bucket of ice water, the events of the previous night came crashing back down on him with terrifying clarity. A cold sweat popped out on his forehead as he thought about how close he’d come to getting caught He knew that what he had done had been destructively wicked. But, as despicable as it was, even then he could feel his manhood hardening as he thought about his mother’s luscious body. Did his mother know that it was him, Justin wondered uneasily. Maybe she did. But maybe she didn't want him to know how despicable she thought he was. He knew that the suspense of ‘not knowing’ would drive him crazy. One way or the other, he would have to find out.

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After lying in bed and thinking about it for the longest time, Justin finally got up and slowly got dressed. Steeling himself for the worst, Justin reluctantly set out to walk down to his mother's room to face the music. Seeing her door open, he fearfully peeked inside. A rush of relief washed over him when he saw that she was gone.

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Looking around her room, he saw that little had changed from the previous night. Strangely, her clothes were still lying in the neat little pile on the chair where he’d put them. Walking over to her bed, Justin looked down and was appalled to see the dried, crusty patches of his cum on the sheets. It was a strange feeling knowing that it was his cum and he’d put it there while he was fucking his own mother. Then, he caught a wisp of the haunting fragrance of her perfume. It was indistinct and mixed with her other womanly smells, but just smelling her again was making him horny. To his dismay, Justin felt himself growing hard again. Shamefully, he turned and quickly fled from the room.

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As he started down the stairs, Justin suddenly realized that he was starving. Hurrying down to the kitchen, Justin started for the refrigerator when he saw the note on the table. Curious, he walked over to it and picked it up. Seeing that it was written in his mother's handwriting, he had a sudden feeling of dread. Fearfully, he read it. ---------“Justin, I just wanted to thank you for last night. It was wonderful. If I had only known sooner, I would have done it sooner. I'm ready to do it again, as soon as I can. I've got some errands to run, but I should be back home around six-thirty. I can't wait to be with you again. Hope you have a nice day. I will, knowing that I have you with me. -------- Love and Kisses, Mom

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My God, Justin thought to himself as he reread her note, she must have known all along that it was me. He couldn't believe it, so he read it again and still came up with the same conclusions. Still pondering the note, Justin read it one more time. Then just to be sure, he went over it sentence by sentence. “‘I just wanted to thank you for last night”. What else could she be thanking me for from last night, he wondered? We only talked about her going out on a date and that was no big deal. She had to be talking about ‘making love.’ “It was wonderful”. What else could she be talking about? It was as wonderful for him, too, as it must have been for her, he thought excitedly. “If I had only known sooner, I would have done it sooner.” Does that mean that she likes me so much that if she had known, we could have been making love before? What else could it mean? “Oh, God, I can't believe how lucky I am,” he almost sang as he danced around the kitchen, “I’m ready to do it again as soon as I can.” God, he thought, does she really want to do it again. She must. Oh, I want to make love to her again too. God, I wish she were here right now so we could do it. God, I can't believe it, he thought as his penis began to throb at the prospect of making love to her again. I should be back home around six-thirty. I can't wait to be with you again. She would be home around six-thirty and she wants to be with me, again when she gets back. “I can’t wait to be with you again……... ---- Love and Kisses, Mon”. He felt a thrill tear through his penis. He couldn’t believe it, she wants to kiss and make love. That’s so fantastic, he thought as he read the note one more time. The interpretation, now set in his mind was only reinforced every time he reread the note.

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Although the hunger he had felt earlier was now gone, but he knew he’d need his strength so he forced himself to make a sandwich and eat it. Taking her note into the recreation room, Justin reread it over and over again as he tried to watch a football game. Unable to concentrate on the game, Justin tried to figure out what he should do. His mind kept going over the contents of the note, cementing his interpretation of its intent permanently into his mind. Wishing his mother hadn't left for the day, Justin kept glancing down at his watch every couple of minutes. Fidgeting and fretting on the couch, Justin finally unzipped his pants and pulled his giant cock out. Gently stroking the hardened monster, he thought back to the night before and wondered what it would be like making love to his mother with the lights on. Would she be shy and awkward or would she be comfortable and confident. He couldn't believe that he was even thinking these thoughts when a day earlier not only was he still a virgin but he would never have even thought of his own mother as a woman, much less thought of making love to her.

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At four o’clock when Justin bounded up the stairs to his room, his giant cock bouncing up and down in front of him like a broken spring. In his room, Justin stripped off his clothes and hurried into his shower. With the water on as hot and hard and as he could stand it, Justin spent the next fifteen minutes thoroughly scrubbing and washing every pore of his body. He wanted to be pristinely clean for his mother. Lastly, he lathered up his great cock and began stroking it as hard as he could. With the giant clutched in his fist, Justin worked his hand faster and faster up and down its length until he felt his cum almost reach the boiling point. Then, just before his cock erupted, he stopped and leaned weakly against the shower wall. Then he watched his cock as it pulsated wildly up and down still threatening to explode at any second. Finally, he regained control and stood under the water letting it wash away the thick, soapy lather off his jutting cock.

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Once he was able to trust his cock not to explode, Justin stepped out and grabbed a towel. After drying off most of the water, he picked up his watch and saw that he had only twenty minutes to wait before his mother returned. Giggling drunkenly, Justin splashing his face with after-shave lotion, and then grabbed a dry towel and confidently strolled back down the hall to his mother's room. Once there, Justin picked up his mother's clothes and neatly set them down on her dirty close hamper. He wanted everything to be nice so he pulled the dirty cum stained linen off her bed and replaced it with clean. Then Justin took her blow dryer out of his mother’s bathroom, plugged it in, and then brazenly crawled onto his mother’s bed.

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Vainly striking several different poses, Justin tried to picture the way his mother would like to see him when she walked in. At last, he decided on a pose with the towel draped over one leg and his thick, turgid cock fully exposed and lying draped over the other leg. Glancing nervously at his watch nervously, Justin saw that he only had ten minutes to blow dryer his hair before his mother returned. The loud whine of the blow dryer hid the sound of his mother returning, so Justin was unaware that she’d gotten back early.

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Setting her purse and a sack of groceries on the table, Susan saw that the note was gone so she assumed that Justin had gotten her message. Smiling, Susan stopped in front of the mirror to gently fluff up her hair. Liking what she saw, she strolled towards the stairs. Last night had been not only been a real ego booster but it had also reminded her of what an attractive and desirable lady she still was. And, she owed it all to Justin for giving her the confidence to on a date. She was even carrying a single red rose in her hand as a present for Justin to thank him for his moral support the previous night. Smiling happily, and thinking how nice it was to have such an understanding son, Susan started up the stairs.

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Half way up the stairs, Susan realized that the sound of the blow dryer was coming from her bedroom instead of Justin’s. That was strange, she thought, why would Justin be using her blow dryer instead of his own? Maybe his was on the blink, she thought to herself as she walked on down the hall toward her room. When she stepped into her bedroom Susan’s mouth fell open in stunned astonishment. Justin, her son, was sitting buck naked in the middle of her bed blow-drying his hair.

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"OH MY GOD! WHAT IN THE NAME OF HELL DO YOU THINK YOU”RE DOING?” Susan’s blurted out, her face burning bright red from embarrassment.

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"What, UH, WHAT, YOU MEAN THAT YOU DIDN'T, UH, OH MY GOD, YOU DON'T REMEMBER," Justin gasped, as he grabbed his towel and jerking it over his towering penis.

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"WHAT IN GOD’S NAME DO YOU MEAN? WHAT DON”T I REMEMBER?’ Susan gasped.

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"YOU REALLY DON'T REMEMBER," was all Justin could foolishly stammer.

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"OH, MY GOD, IT COULDN'T BE," Susan moaned as realized what her naked son was implying. No wonder her son's gigantic cock had looked so vaguely familiar this morning. Feeling her knees start to buckle, she stumbled back against the wall and leaned against it, trying to keep from falling.

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"God, MOM, I'm sorry," Justin apologized profusely, not knowing what else to do or say; “I thought your note meant, uh, meant that you knew."

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"Knew what?" stammered Susan, not really wanting to hear what she knew he was going to say and hoping against hope that he wouldn't confirm what she suspected had happened.

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"Oh, God, I don't know how to say it," Justin groaned miserably.

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"Does it have to do with last night?" she asked, panic starting to set in.

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"Yes," Justin moaned softly, still not knowing how to tell her.

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"Was … Was … Did we …

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To be continued…

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Mother's New found Lover

Part-6-of-8

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“Was … Was … Did we … Did we...?" Susan stammered, not able to even say the words.

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"Yes," Justin wailed, "I'm so sorry, Mom."

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"Oh, My God," Susan wept, "I've ruined you."

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"Oh, Mom, it wasn't your fault," Justin sobbed as he scrambled to his feet. As he stood his forgotten towel dropped to the floor, allowing his swollen, rigid manhood to bounded into view once again. "Shit," Justin grunted, as he reached down and grabbed his towel. Wrapping it quickly around his waist, Justin rushed over to his mother.

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"From the tone of your note, I thought you knew," Justin sniffled as he stepped up to her and hesitantly wrapped his arms around her.

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"No, I didn't, " cried Susan, reluctantly letting him take her into his arms, "I was so drunk I don’t even really remember what happened. It’s all hazy like a dream."

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"God, I'm so sorry I could die," Justin muttered, pulling her to him and slowly leading her back over to the bed.

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"What's done is done, I guess," Susan sobbed, letting Justin ease her down onto the bed.

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"I'm so sorry that it happened," Justin stammered as he tried to comfort her, "but, wrong or not, it was wonderful, Mother."

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"Well, it might have been wonderful but it was wrong. Well, we can't ever let it happen again," she mumbled emphatically as Justin pulled her to him tightly.

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"I know, but," Justin gulped, painfully aware of how aroused he was. "But, it was the most wonderful thing that’s ever happened to me," he mumbled, stunned by how excited he was just by her nearness.

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"Yes, but we can't do it, ever again. NEVER." Susan explained as she looked down and saw his penis jutting up underneath the towel wrapped around his waist. "It was a terrible, terrible thing we did and we must never, ever do it again," she said emphatically, "Do you understand me, young man?"

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"I know, Mother," Justin groaned, in agony as he was being torn apart inside. One part of him wanted to obey his mother but another part of him wanted to make love to her again. Then Justin felt something inside of him snapped. Suddenly he had to make love to her again or die. The need was so overpowering, that Justin knew he couldn't control it. Consumed by lust, Justin felt himself filled with an unholy desire to fuck his mother whether she wanted to or not. Pulling her closer to him, Justin ran his hands down her back savoring the feel of her soft skin under her dress. Justin knew that he was about to do something so sinister and perversely evil that it would change both their lives forever. Powerless to stop himself, he ran his hands down over the swelling curve of his mother’s firm, round butt. Cupping the soft, pliant cheeks of her ass in his hands, Justin pulled her into him, grinding his huge cock into her stomach at the same time.

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Cupping the soft, pliant cheeks of her ass in his hands, Justin pulled her into him, grinding his huge cock into her stomach at the same time.

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"Oh god, No, Justin, Oh, No, we can't," gasped Susan, as she placed her palms on his chest and half-heatedly tried to push him back away from her.

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"Please, Mother, please," Justin blubbered pitifully as he continued to squeeze and fondled her magnificent butt through her dress, "Just one more time, please."

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"No, Baby, We can't," moaned Susan, embarrassingly aware of her son's obvious erection that he was thrusting into her stomach. "We mustn't, Honey, we just can't do it again. It’s just too wrong."

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"God, Mother, I can't stop myself, I need you," Justin whined, as he covered his mother’s face with soft, little butterfly kisses. He tried to cover her elusive mouth with his own hungry lips but she kept turning her face away.

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"Justin, Please don't," she sobbed, turning her head back and forth to keep his lips from finding hers, "We can’t.”

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"BUT, MOTHER, I need you so badly," he blubbered as he finally captured her mouth with his own.

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"JUsstnnmmppphhhhh," she mumbled as Justin's mouth continued to cover hers, and his tongue stab into her mouth. Susan was shocked, when she suddenly felt a spark of desire erupt inside her. Her mind in a whirl, Susan thought, how could this be happening? How could she be aroused by Justin’s attention while at the same time be repulsed by what he was doing? Disgusted and ashamed of herself for becoming aroused by her own son, Susan tried to push him back away from her, but Justin was too strong for her. Holding her tightly against his body, Justin continued to forcefully explore her mouth with his tongue. All he could think about was his unbearable need for he. Suddenly, he released her and pulled back away from her.

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"Oh thank you, God," Susan blurted out as she saw Justin roll away from her and step down off the bed, "Thank God, you came to your senses." Then her joy turned to alarm as she saw Justin tear off the towel that had been hiding his huge, jutting manhood and fling it to the floor.

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“No, baby, no" she gasped as Justin stood before her with his giant cock jutting out at her like some malignant serpent waiting to strike her. Then before she could move, Justin reached down and thrust his hands up under her dress. As Susan pushed at his arms and tried to move away, she felt Justin’s hands slide up under her dress farther and farther. When his hands and arms were thrust far enough up under his mother’s skirt, Justin grabbed the waistband of her panties. Susan couldn't believe what was happening to her. She didn't know what to do, everything was happening so fast that she didn't have a chance to stop him. Justin’s fingers dug into her belly, and then she felt him hook his fingers under the waistband of her panties and begin to violently pull them down. Fighting to stop him, Susan pressed her legs together as tightly as she could. She realized that Justin was just too strong for her when she heard her panties tear. She sobbed when she felt Justin forcefully tug the tattered remains down her legs. She was completely mortified; as she felt her panties slip farther and farther down until they were around her ankles.

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"Please, Baby, Don't do this to me," Susan pleaded as she watched her son fling her torn panties across the room. Susan knew that her pleas were felling on deaf ears when Justin jerked off her shoes and tossed them aside. There was no way she could stop him now. Justin was completely out of control, like an animal in heat. Susan could see the wild evil glint in his eyes as Justin took hold of he ankles and forced her legs apart. She resisted as much as she could, but knew that she was fighting in vain when she felt her legs rapidly growing tired. Justin knew that he’d won, when he felt his mother’s legs begin to quiver and tremble. His mother’s resistance was succumbing to his superior strength. “Oh god, Justin, Please don't do this," Susan begged more time. Ignoring her pleas, Justin kept prying at her legs until the trembling grew more pronounced and her legs began to slowly move part. Realizing that she was weakening, Justin doubled his efforts. Tiring quickly, Susan no longer able to resist finally gave up. Abruptly, her legs parted revealing the soft, fleshy core of her feminize sexuality to her son once again. For a couple of minutes all Justin could do was stare, in awe, at the glistening wetness between her legs.

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"Please, Baby, please don't do this to Mommy," she moaned. Susan had never in her life felt as vulnerable and exposed as she did right now with Justin hold her legs apart and staring down at her gaping womanhood. She felt even more helpless when Justin began to slowly pull her toward the edge of the bed and the gigantic, monstrosity that jutted out of his groin. Whimpering plaintively, Susan tried to push her dress back down and cover herself. Ignoring her efforts, Justin kept pulling her toward him until her butt was perched on the edge of the bed and Justin was in between her long, lovely legs.

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Justin effortless held his mother’s wrists together with one hand, while he pushed her skirt up her soft, tanned thighs with the other hand. Finally, her dress was bunched up around her waist and he could once again see the wet pinkness of her womanhood glistening between her legs. "Please don't, Baby," she begged futility.

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Ignoring his mother’s pleas, Justin moved toward her. Then Susan watched in disbelief as Justin’s big, purple-headed monster nudged up against the soft, yielding lips that surrounded the vulnerable core of her femininity.

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As tears ran down her cheeks, Susan moaned, "Oh, My, God, Please, Baby, don’t.”

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"OH, FUCK," Justin groaned as he pushed forward and felt his gigantic cock-head slip into the soft, clinging wetness of her femininity. It was all he could do to keep from erupting as soon his cockhead penetrated her outer lips. Gritting his teeth, Justin slowly slid himself deeper and deeper her burning circle of fire. He almost passed out from ecstasy as her the scalding sheath of soft wetness engulfed him.

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"Oh, My, God, Justin, you're too big," pleaded Susan as she again felt her vagina being stretched to its limit by her son's gigantic cock, just as it had been the night before. Justin didn't speak as he just continued to force his huge cock into his mother's tight slit. As he pushed himself into her, Justin started working his hips, driving his big dick deeper and deeper into his mother’s hot pussy. With his big cock fully penetrating her sopping pussy and with her soft, inner thighs pressing against his hips, Justin reveled in the velvety soft feel of her heavenly cunt wrapped around his cock. Still holding his cock deep inside her, Justin gently smoothed out her dress and reached down to its zipper. Then as she lay there and looked on with disgust and shame, Justin leisurely unzipped her dress and began pushing it up her body. Pushing it higher and higher, Justin finally got it over the mountainous swell of her marvelous breasts.

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Even though Justin was violating her in the most vile and reprehensible way imaginable, Susan still couldn't bring her self to hate him. The image of having willingly taken him the night before was causing her, against her will to slowly begin to enjoy the feel of her son’s gigantic dick inside of her pussy. What they were doing was vile and heinously wicked, but Susan couldn't stop the feeling of pleasure that was flowing from her vagina. Yielding herself to her destiny, she mentally conceded defeat at the hands of her rangy teenage son. What more could she have done to stop it anyway, she thought as she made the decision to give herself to him willingly once again.

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Mother's New Found Lover

Part-7-of-8

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Once Susan had surrendered herself to Justin in her mind, the next step so much easier. Reaching up, she took hold of her dress that was now wrapped around her neck and quickly pulled it up over her head in one swift movement. Tossing her dress aside, Susan now lying under her son, clad only in a diaphanous bra that held her big, beautiful breasts. Justin had seen her breasts last night in the dimness of her night-light, so he’d only had a hint of their real beauty. Now in the light he dreamily stared down at the mountainous globes of flesh confined inside the filmy transparency of her bra like a man possessed, as he, lovingly, reached down and gently hooked his fingers under the bottom of her bra.

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Not wanting Justin to tear her favorite and expensive lace bra, Susan quickly reached down and pushed his hand away from it. Then, as Justin watched, she ever so slowly slipped her fingers down between the half-moon cups to the tiny red clasp between her breasts. Seeing that her son was staring intently at her fingers, Susan waited for a few more moments, before a quick flick of her fingers popped the catch open. Instant her bra fell opened exposing her opulent breasts for Justin’s viewing pleasure. With his mouth gaped open, Justin stared down at his mother's bare breasts for the longest time before he was able to act. When he could move again Justin wrapped his hands around their huge perfection, and found that they were the perfect size for him to encircle with his hands. Feeling their soft perfection under his fingers, Justin began to squeeze and fondle them lovingly.

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Staring up at her teenage son, Susan watched him change from a boy into a man in the space of one heartbeat. Susan’s illusion of him staying her little boy his whole life had abruptly and unalterably changed the moment they had become one again. Even as he defiled her, Susan couldn't stop loving him as any mother would love her son, but now there was a new, dark side to her love. She could feel her love for him was mutating even as she looked up at him. Her motherly love for him was the same, but she could feel herself falling in love with him as a man. As Justin held himself inside her, violating her inner sanctity and touching her breasts so softly and gently, she felt herself falling in love with him as her lover. While her love for him as her son was a deep and unwavering, the other love she was feeling for him was violent and passionate. Who knew what the new love would bring, she thought, as she waited for her new lover to transport her to the next plane of their incestuous union.

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Standing between his mother's statuesque legs with his giant member buried all the way up to its hairy hilt inside her hot, clenching pussy, Justin gently toyed and played with her breasts. Slowly Susan lifted and spread her long, curvaceous legs wider apart so she could possessively wrap her ankles around his waist. Susan gently squeezed his waist with her calves as she nudged his butt with her heels, forcing his belly against hers. All of a sudden Justin realized that not only had his mother stopped fighting him, but she was now coaxing him to make love to her. His eyes were filled with her beauty as he towered over her, incestuously connected to her by his bloated man-thing. He could feel her soft, silky cunt gently squeezing and milking his stiff, unyielding manhood as his eyes feasted on her awesome beauty. How could this be happening? Justin had never even thought of his mother sexually until last night and now he was fucking her for the second time in two days. To him she was the very epitome of beauty from her soft, billowing mane of mahogany hair to her dainty little pink tipped toes. He couldn't help quivering with excitement as his eyes swept down over her voluptuous breasts to the profusion of fur-like hair covering the love slit where their bodies became one. Even her smell was intoxicating as he breathed in deeply to savor the mix of fragrances wafting up from her. The soft sensuous fragrance of her erotic perfume was intermingled with the musky smell of her estrous wafting up from where their bodies became one filling Justin’s head with the heady aroma. It filled his nostrils and awoke in him some deep, hidden primitive drive that he had never experienced before. Unable to hold back anymore, Justin quickly slid his arms under his mother’s perfectly sculptured legs and lifted them, exposing her defenseless womanhood to his gigantic love-spear. Withdrawing half the length of his long, thick cock, Justin looked down and saw that it was dripping with juices from her sopping cunt. Shuddering with excitement, he brutally rammed his cock back into her hot pussy.

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“MY god," Susan gasped as she felt Justin’s huge cock slash back into her aching pussy.

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Justin had become a madman and immediately began to violently saw his huge cock in and out of her hot pussy like some crazed animal. Within seconds, he was slamming his giant prick in and out of her aching pussy so fast; Susan barely had to time to enjoy one thrust before the next one jarred her from the tips of her toes to the top of her head. Her son hammered his dick into her over and over again, as she shamefully took him. Wickedly, she loved the way Justin was making her feel. Susan’s inflamed slit felt like it was burning with an unholy fire as she reveled in the feel of her son's massive male weapon smashing in and out of her inflamed pussy.

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"Oh, JUSTIN, My Baby," Susan gurgled ecstatically as she surrendered herself to him heart and soul. The barbarous feeling he was bringing out in her was quickly propelling her toward a cataclysmic orgasm as they fucked. As wrong and evil as it was, it felt wonderful to have her son’s massive dick inside of her. Would she be able to live without him now that he had returned to the place where he had been created? Just as he had once fulfilled her motherly needs, Justin was now fulfilling her carnal womanly needs as well. Susan wondered if she would ever be able to love another man, now that her son had possessed her. Whatever happened, she knew that their lives would never be the same again. But even as she tried to make sense out of it, she realized she couldn't concentrate on the problem with the wondrous feelings pouring from her pussy. The growing river of pleasure now pouring from her cunt was demanding all of her attention.

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"Oh, BABY, Fuck Mommy, Oh, MY, BABY, I, Love you," Susan moaned as Justin continued to slammed his great cock in and out of her burning love pit. Wanting him to know she was now willingly giving herself to him, she dug her fingernails into his shoulders. Holding onto him tightly, Susan savored each deep, bone jarring thrust as he drove his cock into her again and again. Her muscular thighs were still wrapped around his waist and her long perfectly formed legs began to rock back and forth above him as he fucked her. As his hips flashed up and down faster and harder, she dug her heels into his rebounding ass every time he drove his cock back into her sopping love channel. In and out, in and out, his prick plowed into her drenched cunt until it was covered with a frothy coating of lather. As they fucked with abandon, both of them could feel themselves being sucked toward a climax of such magnitude it would threaten their very lives.

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Susan felt like a bomb was going off inside of her raging pussy when her son's gigantic cock exploded.

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"OH, FUCKING HELLLLLLLLLL," Susan gasped as she felt Justin’s cock spewing out a gusher of thick, hot boy-cream so hot it felt like it was scorching the delicate lining of her convulsing pussy. The instant Susan felt him climax, she felt her own body react as the walls of her pussy locked down on her son's enormous prick. Even as she tripped off into her own soul-consuming orgasm, Susan could still feel her son's potent juice coating the lining of her pussy with its blistering heat. Then she felt her whole body began to shake and writhe uncontrollably as the exquisite pleasure of her orgasm spread out from her throbbing pussy. Even as the muscles in her body contracted and tightened into bands of steel, she could still feel Justin's thrusting, manhood spewing out its fiery load into her clutching, grabbing pussy over and over again.

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Her spirit slipped from her writhing, convulsing body and she floated above them, watching her teenage son ram his pile drive cock into her spiritless body. Even dispossessed from her body as she was, she still felt the sensitive lining of her of her cunt being blistered by the hot, thick, gelatinous semen spewing out of her son's gigantic erupting dick. Then she felt a river of cum gushing out of her overfull pussy as her son continued to filled her to the point of overflowing. But still his humongous cock continued to buck and spew inside of her, spitting more and more cum into her until both of them were dripping with its hot, sticky thickness.

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Justin had never felt such a totally addictive pleasure in his whole life. He felt as if his very life-source was gushing out of his cock and there was nothing that could stop it. It flowed out of from him into his mother in a never-ending stream. Never before had his big, dangling balls produced so much egg-rich milk. He felt as if he had been cumming inside of her for hours, yet his great, surging monster continued to spurt uncontrollably. His great engine was being driven by the sheer eroticism of fucking his mother and the feelings, both physical and mental, were beyond belief. It was the most sexual exciting and gratifying thing he could ever imagine. Yet at the same time it was the most perverse, despicable thing he had ever done. Ever muscle in his body was locked down in one all encompassing cramp as he held himself buried deep inside the soft, clutching depths of his mother's overflowing pussy. Justin was reaching the point of physical collapse when finally he felt the flow of semen pouring from his huge cock slow to a trickle. Then after a few more feeble little jerks, his big prick finally stopped pouring its thick, rich cum into his mother’s hot pussy. By now his big dangling balls were aching from the exertion of shooting so much cum into his mother’s willing pussy.

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As his own tight aching muscles slowly relaxed and his cock began to deflate, he felt the taut, tensed muscles in his mother's body sluggishly relent and slowly soften. As they did, he felt her long, shapely legs creep down his legs until her feet finally touched the floor. Standing on his knees between his mother's outstretched legs, he suddenly felt a stab of remorse tear into his heart. Now that the deed was done and the overpowering pleasure he had felt was diminishing, Justin was experiencing an overwhelming sense of guilt and fear. Looking down to where their bodies were still linked together in an immoral alliance, he saw that his mother's soft, inner thighs glistened with his semen.

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"Oh god, what have I done to you, Mother?” Justin sobbed, pulling his puffy, swollen cock slowly out of her dripping cunt as he moved off the bed. Unable to take his eyes off his thick, pink penis as it disgustingly slithered back out of her fleshy pink wound, Justin backed away from the bed. As his heavy, bloated penis slipped out of his mother’s slit, it drug the evidence of their incestuous coupling out of her, dripping it down onto the floor between her feet. "Can you ever forgive me?"

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"Oh, Baby, don't cry," she told him, struggling to a sitting position and extending her arms to him, "It’s over and done with and there is nothing that can change it, now."

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"Oh, Mommy,” Justin wailed. “I was so wrong to do that to you, but, but, I wanted you so bad that I just couldn't stop myself," he wept as he watched his long shrinking cock continue to ooze out of her swollen pussy. When his giant dickhead finally flopped and out of her slit least a cup of frothy white cum gushed out of the deep, wet pinkness between her legs. Embarrassingly, it splashed down between them forming a puddle on the floor. Neither of them spoke for several moments as they both stared down at the puddle of love-juice between her feet.

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"I should be taken out and shot," Justin finally moaned in disgust as he stood shamefully before his mother. Then another pang of remorse washed over him as he looked down at his mother and saw her staring at his flaccid cock. When his eyes followed hers down to his penis, he saw that even though it was no longer hard, it was still heavy and thick as it dangled down from his belly.

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"Come here, Baby," Susan said softly, reaching out to him. Hesitantly, Justin moved toward her, carefully avoiding their puddle of spent love juice on the floor. Reaching out, Susan gently wrapped her arms around his hips and embraced him lovingly.

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"What you did was wrong," she said, "But, I could have stopped you, but, I didn’t so maybe down deep, deep inside, I think that I wanted you too. But whatever, it happened and I enjoyed it just as much as you did, so I am just as guilty as you are."

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"But I started it," he sniffled.

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"No, I started it with my drunken behavior last night," she told him, "And then when you wanted to do it again, I didn't stop you."

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"But, but, what now," he stuttered.

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"I don't know," she sighed, looking up at him, "I just don't know. What I do know, though, is that we should stop it right here and right now, but…”

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"But, but what," he asked her dejectedly.

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"But? I don't know if we can," she said tiredly admitting defeat, "I think maybe we’ve just gone too far."

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"What, what, what does that mean?” Justin stammered, afraid to believe what he thought he was hearing.

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Mother's New Found Lover

Part-8-of-8

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“It means that I've never felt before what I felt when we were making love," she said softly, "And, that I don't think I can deny myself such ecstasy forever. Do you feel the same way?"

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"Oh, God, Yes," Justin gushed as he pulled her head down onto his stomach.

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"Oh, be careful, Baby," she smiled up at him, "Don't break my neck."

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"Oh, I'm sorry, Mother, I didn't mean to hurt you," he gurgled happily, "But I'm so happy."

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"I can see that," she giggled as she looked down at his thick, wet penis rapidly swelling back to hardness as it rose up before her.

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"Oh, I'm sorry," he blushed, "But I love you so very, very much, I just can't stop it from getting, uh, uh, hard."

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"Don't apologize," she told him, reaching out and lovingly stroking his ripening maleness, "Most men would kill for what you have."

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Red faced, Justin stammered, "Oh, Mom, stop teasing me,"

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"I'm not teasing you, Honey," she said seriously, "You have the biggest cock that I've ever seen on any man and you're still a teenager. I don't know where you got it from, because it damn sure wasn't from your father. He was barely six inches long and yours must be what, nine or ten inches long?"

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"God, Mom, you're embarrassing me," he giggled as he leaning down and kissed one of her big, bulbous nipples.

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Letting her wet, slobber covered nipple slip from his mouth, Justin finally asked, "What are we going to do, Mom?”

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"What are we going to do about what?" she asked him, uncertain what he was leading up to.

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"I mean, are we going to keep… you know… doing it?" he questioned as he gently fondled her big, spongy breasts and tweaked her rock hard nipples.

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"Do you want to?" she asked softly.

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"Oh, Yes," he blurted out excitedly, "Forever and ever."

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"Do you think you can keep it a secret?" she wanted to know, "Because if gets out that you’re making love to me, we could both go to jail."

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"I’ll never, ever tell another soul," Justin solemnly promised her as he took her head in his hands and lovingly kissing her sensuous red lips, "It’ll be our secret, for ever and ever."

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"Well, since we live alone," mused Susan, realizing that she was probably making the wrong decision, "and it doesn't seem to affect anyone else, so I guess that we can try it for a while and see what happens."

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"Oh, GOD, Mother does that mean that I can sleep with you at night?" asked Justin eagerly as he slowly began leaning against her and forcing her down on the bed.

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"I don't know," she smiled up at him, sensing that he wanted to make love to her again, "I'll have to think about that."

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"It would be wonderful, if we could," he told her as he forcefully pressed her down on the bed. "Then I wouldn't have to walk down here every time I wanted to make love to you, like now."

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"Just a moment, Young Man," she said forcefully, as she purposefully dug her fingernails into the tight flesh of his rigid cock.

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"Ouch, Mom, you're hurting me," he yelped as he tried to pull away.

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"It was meant to. You have to remember that even if we are making love, I’m still your mother," she cautioned him, digging her nails into his hardened manhood even harder. "And I still make the rules, include when and where and if we do, you got that?”

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"Yes, ma am," he stammered almost tearfully, "and I'll do whatever you say."

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"Good, now would you like for me to kiss your ‘owie’ and make it better," she smiled wickedly.

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"Oh, my god, Yes," Justin groaned, struggling to get to his hands and knees.

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Waiting patiently, she watched as he straddled her and clumsily crawled up until his giant member jutted out and bobbed up and down like a huge malignant pink snake inches from her face.

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"Oh, My lovely little Baby, you have such a big beautiful cock, " she cooed appreciatively as she reached up and slowly pointed his pulsating masculinity down to her lips. After kissing its head, she parted her lips and gently sucked her son's gigantic purple cockhead into her mouth. Besides tasting their combined juices, she could also feel his growing excitement as she lazily ran her tongue around the bulging rim of his cockhead, tickling and toying with the little cleft under it where the glands corona was split.

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"Oh god, Mother, you're going to make me cum too fast," he whined as he felt her sucking on him.

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"Mmmmm,” she mumbled, her mouth filled with his hot male hardness. Her hot, pulsing mouth gradually sucked more and more of his great, hard cock inside her mouth as his control grew more and more tenuous. Looking down, Justin watched in fascination and disbelief as his mother’s full, pouting red lips gradually crept up the thick, pink shaft of his cock. When about half of it had disappeared into her mouth, she let it slip out as she swallowed a couple of time and quickly took several deep breaths. Then she quickly sucked him back into her mouth. This time Susan didn't stop, she sucked almost Justin’s entire dick into her mouth. He felt his giant cockhead bumping the back of her throat, but she jerked him down into her and he felt his cock stab even deeper into her throat.

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"OH, FUCKING GOD, MOTHER, YOU'VE DEEP THROATED ME," Justin gasped in astonishment. He didn’t think anyone could swallow that much cock. He couldn't stop himself as balls started churning and he suddenly felt his cock jerk and spurt, sending a gusher of his hot cum down his mother’s throat. The intensity of the pleasure that burst from his cock was such that his heart stopped beating for several beats as his cock spewed its frothy ejaculate directly into her throat. Then his whole body began to shake and shiver uncontrollably as his mother continued to suck on him. Afraid that he might have a heart attack, she hurriedly pulled her mouth back down the long, stiff barrel of his cock until only the hypersensitive cockhead remained inside her burning, sucking mouth.

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"OH, FUCK, MOTHER, I CAN'T..." Justin groaned collapsing down onto the bed beside her, rolling over onto his back and jerking his manhood out of her mouth. She realized instantly, by the way he fell that he had fainted. Then to her astonishment, she saw his great cock continue to spurt out huge gobs of his glutinous boy-cream wastefully into the air. Susan quickly grabbed his jumping, spurting weapon, and furiously stroked him, as she watched his monster jerk and fire time and time again. Still eagerly pumping her hand up and down its length, Susan was disappointed when his cock finally stopped erupting in her hand. As she gently ran her hand up and down his thick, hard cock she noticed that his chest and stomach were covered with his son’s potent, seed-laden syrup.

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Sitting beside him, Susan watched Justin sleep for the longest time. When his gigantic teenage cock had finally returned to normalcy and lay dormant on his stomach, shriveled and shrunken, she rolled over and pulled the covers up over herself, Susan thought about how glad she was that she’d gotten her tubes tied. This was definitely not a situation where she wanted to have to worry about pregnancy. Susan knew that she’d made the wrong decision, but there’d been no real choice. Now that they’d tasted the forbidden fruit neither of them were will to give it up. Now she just hoped that she would be able to satisfy her son's almost insatiable need to fuck. Whatever happened, she couldn't ask for a more potent and well-hung young lover. Justin was a hung like a horse and his big hairy balls had enough cum for five normal guys.

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One thing was sure. She was going to teach the little dickens about a woman’s clit and how to properly eat a pussy.

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Then with a contented smile, she drifted off to sleep and dreamed of giant male organs

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