Mom's Cocsman

This story is purely fictional and all characters are over the age of 18. This fictional work contains scenes of fictional incest or fictional incest content. This story is the property of the author.

Please read parts 1 - 3 for context.

The following Sunday, Lynne woke up early, her body alive with anticipation for what was to come. She had been fantasizing for weeks about giving her virgin son Paul the ultimate gift and today was the day it would happen - her tight, wet pussy gripping his virgin cock and teaching him how to fulfill her naughty dreams.

As quietly as possible, Lynne slipped out of bed, leaving her snoring husband behind. She padded into the ensuite bathroom and began her preparations to be the perfect lover for her eager boy.

First, she filled the tub with steaming water and soaked in its depths before meticulously washing every inch of her voluptuous body. She paid special attention to her most intimate areas, soaping her heavy breasts until they glistened, lathering her pussy mound and folds until she was slick and tingling.

Next, Lynne focused on carefully shaving her legs and underarms until they were silky smooth. She removed the stubble from her pubis, knowing Paul would appreciate her bald pouting lips. Using a hand mirror, she ensured not a single hair would impede her son's explorations.

After rinsing off, Lynne dried herself and generously applied lotion all over, relishing the way it made her skin glisten. Moving to the vanity, she brushed her hair until it fell in tousled waves around her shoulders, framing her beautiful face. She outlined her eyes lightly and painted her full lips crimson - a wanton look that promised dirty, nasty things. It would cause some gossip at church, but she didn't care today.

Lynne stripped off her robe and slowly and deliberately considered what she should wear on this special day. Something slightly scandalous that Paul would like, but nothing that would draw too much attention from the church ladies whose husbands always stole glances of her when they could. Lynne had a skin-tight white mini dress that barely covered her ass, with a plunging neckline that displayed the tantalizing curves of her huge breasts. But she only wore that at resorts in Mexico.

That reminder her that she still could wear her white fuck-me pumps to complete her look. She ended up choosing her 4 inch heels over her stilettos and was reminded that her son's cock was longer than both heels together. Lynne then found a white lacy bra that accentuated her big Mommy tits perfectly.

She checked her appearance in the mirror and shivered at the wanton, fuckable image she presented. Her giant tits stretched the flimsy material obscenely, her nipples clearly outlined. She would have to wear a sweater to hide her hard nipples because she was sure she would be excited about fucking her son throughout the sermon no matter how boring it was.

Lynne finally decided on a conservative but tight-fitting sleeveless white dress that ended just above her knees. The dress rode up when she sat down but she didn't think Paul would mind. She looked like a conservative MILF in porn movies before they strip and become the center of a teenage boy's fevered fantasies. It was perfect, especially because cock-hungry MILF chose not to wear panties.

"Innocent Paul won't know what hit him. I am going to rock his world, ruin him for all other women. His cock is going to be mine today," she purred to herself, satisfied that she looked stunning. Her son wouldn't be able to keep his hands off her ripe, ready body once she got him home. She couldn't wait to give him the ride of his young life, to finally feel his hard cock splitting her open and driving her to ecstasy.

Spritzing herself with one last mist of aphrodisiac perfume, Lynne exited the bathroom. Her husband looked up from packing his golf bag and did a double take when he saw his wife emerge from the bathroom. "Wow, don't you look amazing this morning," he commented appreciatively, eyeing the way her dress clung to her every curve. "What's the occasion?"

Lynne just gave him a mysterious smile. "Oh, no occasion. I just felt like starting the day off pampering myself and trying to look good."

"Well, I certainly love it too," he chuckled, pecking her on the cheek.

"You'll have to save some of that sexy energy for me later tonight."

"Count on it, darling," Lynne purred, though secretly she knew her pussy would be far too exhausted and satisfied from fucking her son all afternoon to even consider giving it up to her husband.

Just then, Paul's poked his head in, already dressed for church. "I'm ready when you are. Wow... Mom." he stuttered.

"I know, right Paul. Your Mom looks great! See you at church in a few."

"Uh, yeah dad. Beautiful. We'll see you over there."

Sitting in the church pews was almost unbearable for Paul. He kept looking at his watch, anxious for the service to end and the fun to begin. His Mom kept crossing and uncrossing her sexy legs which made Paul so hard he had to adjust himself several times.

As the sermon droned on, Lynne couldn't resist teasing Paul further. She leaned over to whisper in his ear, her hot breath sending shivers down his spine. "Are you enjoying the view, sweetie?" she purred, letting her hand brush against his thigh.

Paul gulped, his face flushing red. "M-Mom, what are you doing?" he whispered back, glancing nervously at the other churchgoers.

Lynne just winked and settled back in her seat, a satisfied smirk playing on her lips. She could feel Paul's eyes burning into her, drinking in every curve and swell of her body. His obvious arousal only heightened her own excitement.

When the service finally ended, Lynne stood up slowly, making sure to bend over just enough to give Paul a tantalizing glimpse down her dress. "Ready to go home, honey?"

As Paul entered his bedroom holding hands with his Mother, his heart was racing with anticipation. "Come here, baby. It's time for your maiden voyage into the world of intercourse."

With a tantalizingly slow kiss, Lynne prepared to take her son's virginity. After weeks of training and teasing, this was the moment of truth. The Mother and son locked lips in a fiery French kiss. After tongue kissing lewdly for a few long minutes, Lynne told her son to start undressing her. She grabbed his belt as he unzipped her dress. In moments, they were naked in Paul's bedroom about to fuck for the first time.

To start, Lynne had her son lay down on his back, his erection on prominent display. Lynne's heart pounded excitedly as she gazed down and watched her hand travel the length of Paul's dreamy cock. She squeezed up and down the meaty stalk, with perfect corkscrew strokes.

Lynne straddled Paul's hips, positioning herself over his throbbing erection. She gazed into his eyes, full of lust and anticipation. "Are you ready, baby?" she purred. "Mommy's going to make you feel so good."

Paul nodded eagerly, his hands gripping her waist. Lynne slowly lowered herself onto his cock, gasping as she felt him stretch and fill her. "Oh god, Paul," she moaned. "You feel amazing inside me."

She began to ride him, her hips rolling in a sensual rhythm. Paul's eyes were glued to her bouncing breasts as she moved above him. He reached up to cup them, pinching her nipples gently.

"That's it, honey," Lynne encouraged. "Touch me. Make me feel good."

She increased her pace, fucking him harder. Lynne's moans grew louder as she rode Paul faster and harder. Her body was on fire with desire, and her son's cock was hitting all the right spots. She leaned down to kiss him, their tongues twirling in a passionate dance.

Paul could feel himself getting closer and closer to the edge, but he didn't want it to end yet. He wanted to make his Mother orgasm first. He reached up for her hips and began jackhammering into her with long thrusts.

Lynne gasped in surprise, but quickly surrendered to the pleasure of being dominated by her son. Paul thrust into her with wild abandon, their bodies moving in perfect sync.

Lynne was grinding on Paul's cock like a shameless whore. The boy himself was insane with lust as he watched his Mom's giant tits bounce around above him as worked his cock.

"Oh, fuck, I can't stand it, baby...I'm cumming! Cuummiiinnggg!" the Mother suddenly cried out. Lynne's entire body seemed to convulse as pleasure shot through her loins, causing her pussy to spew orgasmic fuckjuice all over her son's cock. Her pretty face continued to contort with lust as she felt the hot stabbing thrusts of her son's prick.

"Oh Mom! I'm close. Can I cum inside of you? Please, you're going to make me cum so hard!" Paul begged as he neared his climax. Lynne cried out Paul's name as she kept cumming on his cock. This triggered her son's own release.

They collapsed onto the bed, panting and sweating from their intense lovemaking. Lynne turned to face Paul with a satisfied smile on her face.

"You're amazing, honey," she purred, stroking his cheek lovingly. "I'm so proud of you." Paul blushed with pride and contentment. He never imagined that he would lose his virginity to his own Mother, but it was like a dream come true.

As they lay together cuddled in post-coital bliss, Lynne couldn't help but wonder what new adventures they would embark on next in their taboo relationship.

Paul wasn't done yet though and he climbed on top of his gorgeous naked Mother. Lynne let out a surprised squeal that quickly turned into a moan as he pinned her wrists above her head, his already hardening cock slipping back inside her soaked pussy.

"I want to be inside you forever Mom," he growled as he leaned down for a kiss. Their tongues tangled together as their bodies moved in rhythm with each other. Paul thrust into his Mother's wet heat while she responded hard and fast, both of them lost in the pleasure they were giving each other.

Lynne trailed kisses along Paul's jawline and down his neck before nipping at his earlobe. "You feel so good inside me," she whispered hotly.

"Your pussy is amazing," Paul replied breathlessly. He wanted to tell her how much he loved feeling her wrapped tightly around him but the words got stuck in his throat.

They continued moving together until they were both teetering on the edge again. Lynne arched her back, pressing her breasts against Paul's muscular chest as she felt her climax building. She wrapped her legs tightly around his waist, pulling him even deeper inside her.

"Oh god, Paul... I'm so close," she moaned, her nails digging into his shoulders.

Paul increased his pace, pounding into her relentlessly. The wet sounds of their coupling filled the room, mingling with their gasps and moans. He could feel his Mother's inner walls clenching around him, drawing him closer to his own release.

"Cum for me, Mom," he growled, reaching between their bodies to rub her clit. "I want to feel you cum on my cock."

His words and touch sent Lynne over the edge. She cried out in ecstasy, her body shuddering beneath him as waves of pleasure crashed over her.

Paul's movements became more frantic as he chased his own release. "Me too, Mom. Can I... inside you?"

Lynne nodded frantically. "Yes baby, cum inside Mommy. Fill me up!"

With a guttural groan, Paul slammed into her one final time, his cock pulsing as he emptied himself deep in his Mother's welcoming pussy. The feeling of his hot seed flooding her pushed Lynne over the edge and she cried out in ecstasy, her inner walls clenching rhythmically around him.

They clung to each other as their bodies shook with the intensity of their orgasms before collapsing onto the bed in a tangled heap. Lynne lay on top of her son, both of them breathing in ecstasy.

Once they regained their composure, Lynne shared the lesson plan for the upcoming week. "Now tomorrow after school, you need to come home immediately so we can practice some more before your dad gets home. Every day before you go to work at the store, we are going to set the timer and practice for 30 minutes. Then next Sunday, you will have your final lesson before we go off to look at colleges. A week from today, you will know what it's like to be in your Mother's ass."

"Oh Mom! I'm hard again. I want to make you cum one more time. How many times did you just cum Mom.... Can we keep track of your orgasms just like we count my strokes?" Paul asked somewhat innocently.

Lynne pulled her 18 year-old son into a deep, sensual kiss, her tongue probing his mouth. Her hands roamed his muscular chest and abs before boldly grasping his once again rock-hard cock.

"Mmm, you're so big and ready for me," she purred. "I just had two amazing orgasms and I am ready for a few more young man. I'm gonna make you feel so fucking good too."

She pushed him onto his back and straddled him, rubbing her wet pussy along his sinewy shaft. Then with a wicked grin, she lifted her hips and slowly impaled herself on his thick rod.

"Oh fuck yes, baby," Lynne moaned as he stretched and filled her. "You're so deep in Mommy's tight little cunt."

Paul groaned in ecstasy, overwhelmed by the incredible sensation of being inside a woman's hot, slippery core.

"That's it, let Mom work this big cock. They'll be plenty of opportunities for learning, but right now I'm gonna drain these big man balls dry."

Lynne showed her skill, fucking him fast and deep, greedily taking her own son's virginity. The taboo thrill of it only heightened Paul's pleasure. In no time, he felt his orgasm building to an explosive peak.

"Mom! I'm gonna cum!" he warned.

"Yes, baby, cum for Mommy!" Lynne gazed into his eyes and slammed down on his cock. "Fill me up with your hot teenage seed!"

After sharing his climax with one of her own, Lynne collapsed on top of her 18 year-old, both of them gasping for breath in the afterglow. She cradled his face and gave him a tender kiss.

"You did so well, honey. And this is just the beginning," she smiled. "I'm gonna train you to be an incredible cocksman. By the time I'm done with you, you'll be a sexual god that all women want although I will be all of the woman you want or need."

Paul grinned, delirious with excitement to continue his erotic training with his super-hot Mom. Over the next few afternoons, Lynne and her son spent hours in the master bedroom for Paul's sexual training. There in the bed she shared with her husband, Lynne would select a few positions from the Kama Sutra for them to attempt that day.

The incestuous lovers began with the easier, basic positions but over the week, their favorites were the ones that requires a certain amount of strength and flexibility. As fit fuck partners, Lynne and Paul were willing to try everything that would elevate their pleasure. It was a blur of sexual bliss from "the Rider" which had his Mom on her haunches riding him at a frantic pace to "the Close Up" which was a variation of spooning with Lynne's legs locked outside of his for greater pleasure to "the Nirvana" for shallower penetration and more clitoral stimulation for the horny Mom's best orgasms.

Eventually, the super-fit, athletic lovers did "the Indian Handstand" and "the Lustful Leg" which both required strength and flexibility. In every position, Lynne coached Paul on how to angle his hips for maximum penetration and G-spot stimulation. She patiently guided his rhythm and pace, and how to hold each sexual pose with perfect form but Paul was a quick study and they enjoyed all of the pleasures that they could imagine.

They used copious amounts of lube to keep things slick and sensual with all of the hours of love friction. Lynne always made sure her pussy was glistening and ready, and she loved slathering Paul's hard young cock with lube until it gleamed.

The kitchen timer on the nightstand was a challenge for Paul to last longer in each session with his Mom trainer. Lynne would set it for 10 minutes to start and have Paul thrust away until the bell rang. Then 15 minutes, 20, and all the way to 30. By the end of the week, Paul was confident he could last beyond 30 minutes depending on what his Mom did. Sometimes she coaxed him slowly along and sometimes she would get him so excited his cock was bursting cum at the end of the session and he has to go to work with a sticky but pleasurable mess in his pants.

On Saturday morning, Paul's dad unexpectedly was asked to play golf and he jumped at the chance. "If I play today and tomorrow, it will be a test to see if I can shoot my best score." He told his wife.

"That's great honey. A test to see if you can shoot your best score sounds like a great way to spend the morning." She repeated, her gaze never leaving Paul's excited face.

A half hour later, the 18 year-old was inside of his Mother for the sixth day in a row with no end in sight. "Come on baby, you can do it," Lynne would encourage as Paul pistoned in and out of her, sweat dripping down his abs, fighting the urge to cum. "Keep that cock hard for Mommy. Make me proud, make me cum."

His hard rod glided into her effortlessly, his glans nudging the head of her cervix on every thrust. The skillful squeeze of his Mom's love tunnel around his peter-flesh put his stamina to the ultimate test.

With hours to play, they fucked in positions like Butterfly, with Lynne's ankles up by his ears and Paul slamming into her soaked pussy lips. Lynne's favorite was Balancing Act, where Paul held her up impaled on his cock, bouncing her on his shaft using just the strength of his arms and hips. She loved using his virility for their mutual pleasure.

All week long, the developing stud would give his Mom more and more orgasms, watching her pretty face grimace with pleasure and making her high pitched screams ring out through the entire house.

The timer continued ticking away, some sessions ending with Lynne praising her son's growing prowess before rewarding him with a massive, toe-curling orgasm. She would milk his cock with her velvety walls, coaxing out every last drop, before scooping up his seed and licking it lustfully from her fingers.

On this day, they had the time to cuddle and kiss tenderly after fucking vigorously for more than an hour, Paul's head pillowed on his Mom's bountiful tit-cushions. "You're learning so fast," she would cooed. "At this rate, Mom will be getting that special prize I promised you if you become a true stud, a skilled cocksman... Do you want to know what it is? I think you may have earned the right to know what my kinky little surprise for you is going to be. Like I said, better than any trophy you will ever win." Lynne said looking into her son's wide eyes.

Lynne loved jewelry which is why she loved the nipple rings her son had gotten her. Now the horny Mom was thinking that she would get her pussy pierced and her nipples, all for the pleasure she would share with her lover son. Paul grinned in anticipation, his cock already stirring for another vigorous round.

"Honey, let me get up, I'll be right back." The blonde MILF knew just how to move in the sexiest ways, leaving the 18 year-old throbbing with desire.

When she returned moments later, she was wearing the temporary nipple rings he had gotten her. "I loved the nipple rings you got for me. For your original prize for becoming a cocksman, I was going to pierce my pussy for you. But now, I think I might pierce my pussy and my nipples for you."

"Oh Mom! That would be so hot. But won't it hurt? And what will dad say?"

Lynne chuckled softly, her blue eyes twinkling with mischief. "Oh sweetie, a little pain is worth it for the pleasure we'll share. As for your father..." She trailed off, running her fingers through Paul's hair. "What he doesn't know won't hurt him. This is our special secret, remember?"

She leaned in close, her breath hot against Paul's ear. "Just imagine how sensitive I'll be, how my pussy will squeeze you even tighter. And these..." She cupped her heavy breasts, thumbing the temporary rings. "You'll be able to tug on them while you fuck me, drive me wild."