This story is for ADULT amusement only. It contains material of an adult, explicit, SEXUAL nature. If you are insulted by sexually explicit subject matter or language, please DO NOT read this!
This story is a work of fiction! It is not real! All characters and events portrayed in it are imaginary, and any similarity to real people or events is purely coincidental. The author does not condone or endorse incest in any way, shape or form!
DO NOT TRY THIS AT HOME!
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Copyright © 2006 L.A.Wicker. All rights reserved.
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As they walked into the house, Maggie turned and said. "You go fix us a drink and um...I'm...going to go...change."
"Do you remember what you promised me?"
She just grinned and walked away. There was no need for him to ask that. Maggie loved showing herself to him or it would never happen.
Rick fixed four drinks and rushed to the family room and to Mom's favorite place to snuggle. It was an old sofa, but it was great for bagging babes. He got three, maybe four girls' on it and now, he was trying to get the best woman in the world, his Mom.
He heard Mom's heels clicking as she walked towards the family room and his cock heard it too. It started growing hard and Rick was ready to make it with Mom or something. His balls felt like they were bowling balls.
"Oh Mom!" Rick moaned when she walked in the room and into his arms. "You're so pretty!" he moaned again as his big hands ran over her naked body. Well, she did have on her stockings, heels and panties.
She fell into his arms, her body was numb from all of the excitement, and the nasty 'thing' Maggie was considering doing with her son. "You are a bad, bad...boy!" she whimpered the last word. Rick gave her nipples a hard twist, just like at the beach and Maggie loved it.
He just smiled as he cupped each breast, running his thumbs over her nipples and Rick loved her soft, helpless moan. "I may be a bad boy, but I'm very good at!" he smiled, sank down on his knees and started kissing all over Mom's swollen, areola circles. Rick made sure not to go anywhere near her nipples, knowing it would drive her crazy. It did all of his horny, older women.
She stood in the middle of the floor. Her body was tingling and her clit was hard as a rock. "Ohhh, God, I'll say you are!" Maggie managed to say as she pulled from him, went to her sofa and stretched out on it.
Rick moved towards her, but Mom put out her hand, stopped him and she said. "Nope, not until you...um...strip...for me." Mom giggled and she wanted to see him up close and personal.
He stripped off his shirt and Rick stepped right in front of Mom's face. He slowly unzipped and let his pants hang on his erect cock. "If you want to see it, you gotta finish pulling them down," he said with a smile and Mom reached up and jerked them down.
"Oh shit...how in the world do you get that thing in a woman?" Maggie whispered and she could not believe it was only a few inches from her mouth. The same mouth that just loved to, suck cock.
"Easy, I get them so excited, they rape me," he smiled and leaned forward, but Mom just returned his smile and she moved back.
She laid there and motioned for him. "Come on, I gotta feel that thing on me! All the nights we snuggled, you were always so hard and I got so wet for you and now, we can do something about it." Maggie panted as Rick moved behind her, slipped his cock between her legs and on her wet panties.
"Mom, oh God!" Rick moaned as her heat and wetness covered him in a spilt second. "You're on fuckin' fire!" he moaned louder and Mom squeezed her legs tighter, smashing him, but it felt so fucking good.
She thought someone rammed a hot, branding iron between her legs and all Maggie could do was, squeeze her legs. "You did it to me...you little fuck!" she laughed and enjoyed her very hard sons' cock, on her pussy.
"Are you gunna tell Paige what we did or not?" he asked and Rick was so glad she couldn't see him.
"I'm not sure if I am or not. What would you like me to do?" she stopped to ask with a smile.
"So, I guess this means that you are 'really' the man of the house...now." Maggie said and felt Rick starting to push back and forth.
"Does that mean I get to move into your room and bed?"
"Nope, not until I say or...if I say it." Maggie said as his cock slipped back and forth over her pussy. It teased her wet slit, her swollen pussy lips and her aching clit.
"Damn, that is so nice!" she moaned and reached to hold Rick's cock in her small hands and Maggie held it tight, as he shoved it back and forth. "It's so freakin' hard!" Maggie whimpered as Rick moved back and forth. His stiffness slid between her legs and now, in her small hands too.
"You did it to me. I just hope I can sleep tonight, without hurting." Rick moaned and sat up. His cum-filled balls were killing him and Rick needed a release.
"Is it really that bad? I feel awful for doing this to you," she said and sat up to hug Rick and Maggie had a great idea. "I'll be right back!" she stood, ran to her room and was back in a flash.
"What in the heck are you doing?" Rick asked with a laugh and he saw the small bottle of oil in Mom's hand.
She just smiled and sat on the floor in front of him. "Something that I hope you're going to enjoy, because I'm gunna love it." Maggie purred, opened the tiny bottle, and reached for her son's enormous cock and she squirted the oil on him.
Rick eased forward, giving Mom a better angle to play with and rub his cock and he knew that she was in for one very big surprise. His balls were full to begin with and with all of their playing, she was going to get a shower.
Mom's tiny hands moved up and down Rick's swollen shaft with ease. "It feels so good, Mom." He moaned and watched a smile cover her pretty face.
"I'm glad you like it, baby. I couldn't let my 'date' go home in this condition. We won't see each other again until, tomorrow night and I couldn't stand the thought of you suffering." Maggie purred as she moved closer, until she was lying against his left thigh, with his cock pointing right at her face.
His cock was like holding an oily baseball bat. It was long, smooth and so freakin' hard. Maggie held him, squeezing as she pulled from the base, all the way to the head and it was quickly filling with hot blood.
"I love holding you," she panted as her hands slid up and down his length, squeezing and gently pulling. "You're so big." Maggie whispered with a sexy smile as she pulled and now, she slowly and carefully, started a light twisting motion around the head of it. Maggie heard him moan and she moved a bit faster.
"Does my son like this? His Mom...helping him...masturbate. His Mom...jerking him off! His Mom playing with his big, long...cock!" she moaned and her hands moved faster, pumping him, pulling him and wishing she had the nerve to go on and just fuck him, but Maggie couldn't, not yet.
Mom's warm and oily hands were like heaven. She slowly pumped him, stopping only to twist and tease the head and she'd go right back to long strokes. "Oh Mom, yes! I love it!" Rick moaned as Mom held and pleased his cock.
"I'm so glad! It isn't everyday that a Mom gets to help her son, with something so personal, so lovely and so sweet." Maggie panted, making sure that her warm breath blew over his shaft. "But, it is a Mom's job, to keep her son happy. A very loving Mom even does this for him and sometimes, more," she moaned, thinking of Rick slipping his cock up her pussy and screwing her. "Maybe on our next date...I'll do something with my um...mouth. Would you like your Mom put this in her mouth and um...suck it for you? Huh?"
He listened to Mom and she was going to make him cum, just by talking. His Mom, the woman he'd been with all his life and he must have heard her talking a million times, was killing him with her sexy voice.
"Mmmm, oh God...your voice is so...so...sexy!" Rick moaned and he knew that the time was nearing. "I'm getting' close, what do you want me to do?" he asked and Mom just smiled at him and it was a smile that he'd never seen before.
She heard him and her pussy clutched. It wanted him to cum up it, but she wasn't ready yet. "What would you like to do?" Maggie asked as she turned to face him and she pumped faster. "Anyplace but my face!" she moaned and Maggie felt him tighten.
"Your boobs!" Rick grunted and stood up in front of Mom. She jerked, pulled and stroked him like no other, but he needed a little boost. "Talk, like...before!" he moaned and a sweet smile covered her face.
"Are you having fun with your with, Mom?" she teased and stroked him faster. "Do you like your Mom...jerking you off? Your Mom is...jerking you off! Look, Mom is gunna make it cum! Oh Rick...cum on me...cum on your Mom!" Maggie cried with need and by this time, her left hand slipped down and was fingering her pussy. "Cum on your...Mom! Cum on Mom, please!" she begged him in a soft, but needy voice and Maggie did need him to cum.
"Holy...fuckin'...shit! Mom! Oh Mom!" Rick yelled and his cock started spraying Mom with warm, gooey, cum. "Oh Mom! Mom!" he yelled again, watching his warm goo covering Mom's entire chest, but she was just looking on with shook.
"Yeah, come on! Cum on your Mom!" she smiled and when Rick started cuming, Maggie almost died. She had never seen anything like this, ever and it was amazing. "Oh Ricky, this is so freakin' cool! Oh yeah! Oh yeah!" Maggie kept saying as he covered her with his seeds.
He looked down to Mom and she was completely covered, but she wasn't mad, she was smiling. "Wow, that was my best ever!" he said and fell back on the sofa. "I should have warned you about that." Rick added as he watched his cum running down her big boobs and dripping on Mom's legs.
"No way! I love surprises and that was a good one!" she stood and gave Rick another smile. "I just hope that I can um...drink it all! See you tomorrow night." Maggie winked, turned and she was off to shower and help herself. Rick came very good tonight and Maggie wanted to do the same.
"Shit, I wanted to help you cum." Rick said as he watched Mom's gorgeous butt, wiggling under her thin, black panties. "Maybe tomorrow," he yawned, put on his pants and curled up on the sofa.
