An Unexpected Delivery – Part 3

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An Unexpected Delivery – Part 3Jake’s groans, the feel of his pulsating cock and succulent young balls were combining to create a sexual excitement I’d never experienced. My juices were flowing like never before, from my hot, swollen pussy. I couldn’t get over how big my boy had grown, or hard he was! Pre-cum oozed from his engorged tip. I leant forward and ran my tongue upwards from the base of his cock, tracing the enormous dribble of salty stickiness to its source.His moans told me he liked the feel of his mother’s tongue, which was now wrapping around his bulbous, throbbing purple head. The moans became louder as I pulled him greedily into my mouth. My fingers stroked and squeezed his balls as my tongue danced around his fat cock and my lips caressed him from base to tip. “Oh, Mum…don’t stop!” I had no intention of stopping. I wanted to feel his hot salty sperm shooting into my mouth. Jake’s hands stroked my soft hair lovingly as I lustfully rubbed and sucked his hard cock. I felt his hands pushing me away. “Stop”. He said.“It’s ok, you can cum in my mouth, I want you to”. I told him.“No”. he replied.“No?”, I was surprised, disappointed.“I want to fuck you!”The room seemed to spin, I was overwhelmed, exhilarated.I guess I should have been shocked, but I wasn’t. I should have said no, but I didn’t.“Ok”, I smiled.I stood up and slipped the open gown from my shoulders. Minutes earlier I’d been mortified at my son seeing my bare breast. Now, here I was fully naked, standing in front of him, my pussy canlı bahis dripping, the taste of his cock in my mouth and saying Ok… fuck me.He pushed himself back, making space for me on the bed. Slowly, nervously, excitedly, I lowered myself onto the covers, sank my head into the pillow and opened my legs.Jake knelt up and shuffled over so he has between them. He stroked my inner thighs with both hands, easing my legs wider apart.“Fuck me”. I told him.“Not yet”, He smiled, licking his lips. The feel of his tongue between my legs was indescribable. Pleasure doesn’t come close to explain the sensations I was experiencing. He sucked gently on my clit, and pushed his tongue deep inside my gaping, aching, hole. Pulled my puffy, pink lips, into his mouth and lapped up my hot sticky juices. I’d been eaten before, but it’d never felt this good.It was amazing! Toomuch more of this and I’d cum. “Oh Jake, please, fuck me now!” I begged him.He lifted his head and looked deep into my eyes.“Yes, Mum”, He answered, as if I’d asked him to do something as routine as hanging up his coat.What followed was anything but routine.He pushed himself up on his strong young arms, and edged forwards. He leant over me and kissed me once tenderly on the lips, then ran his fingers over my breasts. His lips wrapped themselves around my right nipple, then the left, sucking one then the other, eagerly, passionately. As he sucked, I felt his engorged tip brushing against my clit. I gasped. The fleshy bulb eased between my hot puffy bahis siteleri lips. We groaned in unison as his big, fat, throbbing cock pushed deep into my hot wet cunt. I wrapped my legs around his slender young hips and pulled him deeper inside.As he slid his pulsating meat in and out of my engorged, dripping pussy, he kissed me again. Our tongues gently and tenderly wrapping around each other as he thrust himself in and out, more frantically, more forcefully. It felt like a dream, I was being fucked more passionately than ever before, by my son! I wanted it to go on forever. It was ecstasy, pure, unimaginable, ecstasy. We kissed, he stroked and sucked my nipples, we kissed again. As one, we thrust our hips together and apart. Repeatedly, his pulsating pole slid almost out of my swollen vagina, then penetrated deep, deep inside again. Each thrust more passionate than the last. “Oh my, God! I cried, beginning to tense, my entire body stiffened. Waves of intense joy filled my mind as powerful waves of extreme pleasure exploded between my legs. The pole of hot hard meat inside me pumped and pulsed as Jake shot his hot mess into me. He pushed himself hard against me as I wrapped my legs tighter. He pumped, and pumped and pumped again, filling his Mum with hot sticky Cum.We lay side by side in silence. I wasn’t sure what to say, wasn’t sure how I felt. Guilty?I should feel guilty, after all I’d just fucked my son. Surely that was wrong, everything I’d been brought up to believe told me it was. Yet bahis şirketleri somehow it felt right. It had certainly been the most intensely pleasurable experience of my life and Jake had been more than willing.“No!” I told myself, it couldn’t happen again.I turned my head to face him. He smiled that familiar, boyish smile that always made my heart melt.“Love you Mum”. He said gently.“Love you too”. I replied.“Jake…”. I continued. Yes, Mum”.“You know we can’t do this again, don’t you?” The smile disappeared from his handsome young face. “You do know it’s wrong…we both know it is”.He paused. “I guess so”. He agreed, reluctantly, disappointment etched on his face.I stroked his cheek. “It was wonderful, you were wonderful” I assured him. He nodded and smiled again. “It was pretty wonderful!”I kissed him on the forehead. “I have to go”, I explained, regretfully. I didn’t want this moment to end, knowing when I left him the intimacy we’d just shared would have to be somehow forgotten, filed away and not spoken of. I stood and picked up my gown, allowing Jake a final glimpse of my naked body. His eyes scanned me from top to bottom, as I slowly covered my breasts and hairy, sticky mound.“Mum” He whispered. “Yes, Jake?”.“You’re beautiful!”.I blushed. My nipples instantly hardened, I felt a pulsing between my legs.I smiled at him, turned and opened the door to leave.“Oh, Mum!” He called after me…Thanks for the tea!”.“You’re welcome” I laughed. Clearly it wasn’t the tea he was thanking me for…but at least I knew it was a guaranteed way to get him up in the morning. I though perhaps I might bring him a cup more often for now on. Of course, in future I would need to make sure my gown was properly closed. Best to avoid temptation.

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