indian village mother and son
indian village mother and son

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indian village mother and son
indian village mother and son

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“Holy fuck,” Ken muttered under his breath. His mother had put on a little weight over the past several months since he moved onto campus and started college. Cathy was in the backyard puttering with her flowers and herbs. Without close neighbors, she was outside wearing a semi-loose tank top dress that barely covered her enormous, heart-shaped ass. The freshman was stunned. His mother had always tended toward being thickly built, but in the time he’d been away, her ass and thighs had grown even bigger, and somehow, just as shapely and firm looking as ever. Even her arms and shoulders looked thicker, and Ken was spellbound by the unexpected sight.

The D cup sized tits that matched her bombastically curvaceous body were heaving and jiggling under her top without a bra. Ken barely even realized his cock was getting stiff in his jeans as he watched his mother move about the yard.

Cathy was wearing earbuds, and probably listening to music, explaining why she hadn’t heard her son arrive. He wasn’t supposed to be there, but when the shutdowns started and his courses all went online, Ken decided he could just as easily work from the comfort of his mother’s house. Besides, she was always asking when he was going to come home and spend some time with her, so he knew she would be happy to see him. Having grown up with Cathy as his only parent, they were much closer than any of his friends were with their mothers.

Ken had missed his mother more than he ever expected that year, and seeing her big, curvy body half dancing around the backyard to whatever she was listening to made him realize how glad he was to be home. Whatever happened, if he was going to be stuck being locked down somewhere, he’d rather be with his voluptuous mother than anyone else. The months at college hadn’t dulled his fond memories of his curvy mama’s penchant for putting on something light and revealing and puttering in her backyard. But now, with the extra weight and curviness she had he felt his blood running warm while his cock continued to grow inside his sweatpants.

While he stood at the sliding glass doors at the back of the house, Ken couldn’t resist touching his cock through his sweats, lightly rubbing the length of his solid shaft. The heaving bounce of his mother’s enormous tits was making throb just as much as the way her tank hem kept riding higher on her huge, shapely ass.

He must have been crazy to ever leave his mother’s house, he thought. But he’d wanted to know what it was like to be on his own. It was great to be able to have a place to bring girls. His mother had never brought men home to the house while he was living there, so he always thought he should show her the same courtesy. Time at home always seemed to be for them. Not that he didn’t have friends over, but Ken started avoiding that eventually since most of his friends would end up saying something about his mother’s impressive tits.


indian village mother and son
indian village mother and son

But right now, Ken would give anything to lay his hands on those big, round, heaving melons. He’d seen his mother go braless around the house many times, but this was the most spectacular view he’d ever seen of them. Then Cathy did something that changed everything. She sank down in the grass on her hands and knees to scratch around some of her newly planted flowers with a hand tool. Her big, luscious ass was pointed directly at where her son was standing, and the hem of her tank lifted over her huge cheeks to expose her pussy.

Cathy was obviously not wearing panties, but with the privacy of the yard, she could’ve gone naked if she wanted to.

With his heart pounding like mad, Ken couldn’t resist reaching into his sweatpants to wrap his hand around his cock shaft and stroke it. This was a mind-bending new view of his pretty mother, and he found himself wishing he was kneeling behind and feeding every inch of his aching shaft to her pouting pussy. He couldn’t imagine being inside a more lusciously voluptuous body.

Ken stood at the glass doors stroking his cock under his sweatpants while feasting his wide open eyes on his mother’s world class ass and pussy. He’d always been highly aware of his mother’s sumptuous body and good looks, but he’d never imagined feeling that desperate to just plow his throbbing cock balls deep into her body. He soon pushed the waist of his sweatpants down below his balls so he could openly stroke his cock. The added relief made him sigh with pleasure as he memorized that generous view of his mother’s ass.

The freshman college boy almost wished his mother would turn around and catch him stroking his exposed cock. Then she’d never have to wonder what she did to him. How much he wanted her to see that he was a man now with a big, fully swollen man cock who could truly appreciate the kind of woman she was. For the first time in his life, Ken imagined what it would feel like to pump a big, desperate load of cum into his mother’s luscious body. The thought nearly made him spurt cum all over the glass of doors he was looking through.

He had to make himself stop before Cathy turned around and caught her son jerking off to the sight of her beautifully displayed ass. As much as Ken ached for his mother to see him, she’d probably freak out and never look at him the same way again. He pulled his sweats back over the inconvenient shaft of his swollen dick. Reluctantly leaving the amazing view of his mother behind, he carried his duffel upstairs and back to his old room, which was pretty much exactly as he’d left it.

Ken dropped his duffel on the floor and couldn’t resist going to the window where he could see his mother still working in the yard. The view wasn’t as good as from the back of the downstairs, but it offered a little better privacy. Even so, he still wasn’t exactly invisible. So he watched his mother a while longer, then took off his clothes and walked down to the hallway bathroom with his rock hard cock in his hand.

indian village mother and son
indian village mother and son

The best idea seemed to be to freshen up with a shower and stroke out a load to keep his mind off his mother’s insanely luscious body at the same time. He couldn’t exactly greet her for the first time in seven months with a visible hard on. She probably wouldn’t speak to him for years after something like that.

When Ken got into the shower and started washing, the first thing he did was lather up his aching cock. He kept thinking about that image of his mother on her hands and knees with her ass and pussy hanging out in the open. For that matter, he wondered how many others might’ve seen his voluptuous mom from the same point of view since he’d been away. Finally having the house to herself, could she have been taking advantage of it and seeing men for the first time in years? It wasn’t like she didn’t deserve to. Her life had been pretty much centered on her son for so long.

In all the time since she and his father split up Cathy never dated or brought any men home, but her son had heard the telltale sounds of her masturbating in her room often enough to know she a very healthy appetite. Even though she always tried to time her sessions for late at night or times she thought Ken wasn’t home, her private me-time sessions were long and frequent. As horny as she obviously was, her son realized it had to be incredibly frustrating for her to deny herself real cock for so long.

With his rigid rod in his slippery, stroking fist, Ken couldn’t help imagining his mother taking strange cock in her empty house while he’d been away. He started to imagine her in different positions with a long, thick cock pumping into her wet pussy. It made his shaft throb in his slippery fist as he stroked harder and faster, but every time a new image came to his mind he found himself seeing his own cock driving into his mother’s luscious slit.

It was the first time Ken had ever blatantly imagined fucking his mother, but he had to admit he’d been skirting the idea for a long time. There was no question in his mind that he’d been in love with her forever. And it wasn’t the usual son’s love for his mother. Why else would the idea of her fucking new and different cocks while he was away make him feel so jealous yet so turned on at the same time? Seeing Cathy in the yard had just brought it all unexpectedly to the forefront, and even if he could never admit any of his feelings to her, it was about time he admitted it to himself.

Ken’s dick felt as hard as it ever got and he quit worrying about anything but relieving the tension in his body over his beautifully curvy mom. But in the midst of his stroking he heard a shriek all the way from downstairs. Then less than a minute later the bathroom door flew open as his mother burst into the room. The only thing keeping Cathy from seeing her son with his hugely swollen cock in his hand was the plastic shower curtain.

Ken carefully pulled the curtain aside to reveal himself only from the shoulders up, keeping his rock hard boner hidden from his mother’s view. He couldn’t help keeping his hand around his shaft, though. Hopefully she wouldn’t be there long and he could finish cumming and washing before getting dressed again to catch up with her.

“Baby,” she said excitedly. “I didn’t know you were coming. Oh my god I can’t even tell you how happy I am you’re home. I was so worried about you being on campus.”

“Yeah, well everything’s shutting down, Mom. The whole campus is gonna be closed in another week probably. I’m sorry I didn’t call first, but things were kinda crazy.”

“Oh, it’s alright, sweetheart. I’m just so happy to see you. And I’m so relieved. I was afraid I was going to be in self-quarantine all alone.”

indian village mother and son
indian village mother and son

Ken couldn’t help noticing that his mother’s nipples were hard and swollen, making knotty little dents in her tank dress. Being a head taller than Cathy, she had to angle her head up to look at him while he had to angle his down. It seemed impossible not to look down into the deep, generously displayed cleavage left exposed by her outfit. He was still gripping his hard shaft and couldn’t resist slipping his hand very carefully along his length, secretly stroking behind the opaque curtain.

“Everything’s really crazy right now, Mom,” he managed to keep talking while his rod was throbbing with need in his hand. “It just seems like we should be together at a time like this.”

Cathy smiled at her son. “You’re the best son in the world,” she said.

Ken wondered if she’d still think so if she knew he was stroking his swollen dick behind the shower curtain. She caught him glancing at her tits and blushed, but she didn’t say anything and the smile never left her face. Ken felt his aching rod pulse over his mother’s reaction. She didn’t mind at all. If anything, she seemed to enjoy catching her son check out her tits.

“That’s because I have the best mom,” he managed to say.

“Aww, baby, you always know just the right thing to say.” She then put her hands up to Ken’s face and kissed him on the lips. It was the first time she’d ever done that before. It didn’t last long, but it gave him just enough of a taste of his mother’s mouth to make him want more. She held his face and gaze a bit longer after the kiss, and Ken was dying to just kiss her again and slip his tongue into her mouth.

“You don’t mind if I wait for you to finish?” she then asked, letting go of his face. “I’m all icky from working outside and I want to shower next.”

“Um, sure, Mom.”

Ken’s dick was aching for relief and he didn’t know he was ever going to get off with his mother sitting right there. On top of that, if she was going to wait for him to get out he was going to have to let her see him naked before he could grab a towel to warp around his waist. There was no way he could get out of that shower with his cock still hard and throbbing for release.

Then Cathy compounded her son’s dilemma by pulling the straps of her tank over her shoulders and pushing it down off her lush body, revealing herself in all her naked glory. Ken almost spurted his load out right then and there. His mother’s heavy tits swayed as bent down, and they wobbled enticingly as she stood back up and revealed her perfectly smooth, hairless pussy.

Cathy giggled girlishly when she spotted the stunned look on her son’s face as he was still holding the curtain to keep looking at her but hide the achingly swollen prick in his stroking hand.

“Don’t mind me, sweetheart,” she said, a coy smile on her face. “It’s perfectly natural to be naked. And besides, we’re going to have to get used to it if we’re going to be in quarantine together.”

“Sure, yeah, no problem,” Ken nearly sputtered. “I don’t mind.”

Cathy giggled again. “I’ll bet you don’t. But you can probably tell I put on some weight since you were away,” she said. She closed the toilet lid and took a seat on top of it.

“You look fantastic, Mom. Really.”

Cathy smiled, obviously pleased. “Did I happen to mention how much I love you, baby?”

Ken did his best to smile back. “I love you too, Mom.”

While Cathy sat naked making small talk, Ken took as long as she could to keep looking at her body while stroking his cock. After a minute or two, his mother started getting anxious.

“Honey, I hope you’re going to save me some hot water in there,” she said.

“Oh right, yeah. Guess I better finish,” he said.

indian village mother and son
indian village mother and son

Reluctantly, he let go of the curtain so he couldn’t keep looking at her, but at least he could finally pound his cock to an orgasm and wash off the cum before getting out. But Cathy didn’t want to keep waiting.

“I might as well just get in there with you,” she said. “We can save water that way and I won’t have to cut mine short after you used up half the tank.”

“Oh, no, Mom, that’s really not a good idea,” Ken told her. “Uhhh, I mean, we’re naked and everything.”

Ken would’ve loved showering with his mother, but he didn’t look forward to her freaking out when she saw the state of his enormously swollen cock.

“Nonsense, sweetie,” she said. “We’re already naked. You’ve seen me, so it’s not such a big deal if we’re in there at the same time. We’re in this together, sweetheart. It’s no time to be shy.”

“Mom, no!” Ken snapped just as his mother yanked the curtain open and stepped into the tub.

“Oh,” Cathy said quietly, like the air had gone out of her lungs as she discovered the immense erection in her son’s hand.

Ken didn’t turn around. He just stood facing his mother with his cock throbbing even harder in his hand.

“Is that, um, because of me?” his mother asked.

“Yes, Mom,” he confessed.

She was gazing steadily at his rod. “I see,” she said after a long silence. “Were you … touching it while we were talking?”

“Yeah, Mom. I couldn’t help it. I’m so sorry.”

Cathy just stared at her son’s huge cock. “I, uhhh, don’t mind, baby,” she finally said. “You better finish. It looks painful, honey.”

“Oh god,” Ken groaned. He didn’t need to be told twice, and started moving his hand back and forth over his shaft under his mother’s watchful gaze. It hardly even seemed real that he and his mother were naked together in the shower let alone that he was stroking his cock while she stared at him in awe.

“Baby,” Cathy said haltingly. “It’s so … big. I mean, really big. Your father was never like that.”

Ken just groaned and stroked a little faster. It wouldn’t be long before he was squirting cum all over the enclosure.

“Guess you liked seeing bella madre bionda Mommy’s tits,” Cathy said, almost to herself.

“You have amazing tits, Mom,” the boy told her. “Your body is just incredible.”

Cathy’s nipples were swollen, and she brought her hands to her tits and starting hefting and fondling them for her son. “It’s okay if you like them, baby. It’s perfectly natural.”

Ken kept stroking while his mother played with her tits. After a while she pushed a hand between her hunky thighs and started rubbing her pussy.

“Oh, baby, I’m so sorry,” she moaned. “I can’t help it. I never thought we’d see each other like this but it feels so good.”

Ken slowed his strokes and gave his mother some time to catch up. He watched her rub her pussy and tits until she was moaning deeply. Her big, curvy body started to shake and heave while she started to cum. That’s all it took for Ken. He pounded his fist furiously and started spurting his cream in every direction while he climaxed with his mother. By the time it was all over, Cathy had dribs and drabs of her son’s spunk on her tits. Ken could barely believe what he was seeing when his mother swiped up a drabble of his cum on her finger and then sucked it into her mouth.

“Mmmm, you taste good, baby,” she said.

When they swapped places so Cathy could get under the spray and rinse her son’s cum off her tits, the two had to squeeze close enough to rub their bare bodies across each other. Ken would never forget what his naked mother’s body felt like up against his.

He stayed there while she took her turn to get soapy and rinse. After they got out and dried off together, but then went to their separate rooms to get dressed.

Despite the powerful climax she had in the shower with Ken, Cathy’s body was shaking with excitement when she got to her bedroom. She couldn’t believe she’d actually gotten into the shower with her naked son. Not to mention that huge, amazing cock! It made her realize how long she’d gone without. And she was so happy to have him home now that she even thought of dropping to her knees in the shower and sucking that enormous man cock like he never had it sucked before.

But he was her son. Nudity was perfectly natural at home. Getting in the shower together might have been pushing the envelope a bit, but sucking her own son’s cock was just too outrageous to even think about. Well, thinking about it was alright. It would have to be, since she’d been thinking about it since the moment she laid eyes on it, but thinking about it was the best she could expect.

indian village mother and son
indian village mother and son

Maybe she’d get a chance to watch Ken play with himself again. That much alone had been enough to make her drip like a slut. As she sat down to dry her hair, she smiled to herself and thought of what a perfect world it would be where she could be an eager slut for her own son. The very idea was just so loving and yet so wicked at the same time and despite the intense climax she had in the shower with him her pussy was still feeling so warm and tingly. She thought about digging out her favorite toy from the top drawer of her dresser. It was so tempting to make herself cum again. She wanted to so much, but it seemed like such a dangerous thing to do. Could she really turn into the kind of woman who would drive a rubber cock into her aching pussy while dreaming of getting the real thing from her own son?

She finished drying her hair and promised herself to put the whole bathroom incident out of her mind. It was nothing but a spur of the moment thing because they were so happy to see each other. She couldn’t help giggling out loud when she thought how that big, impressive erection was undeniable proof of how happy Ken was to see Mom.

Cathy then got up and took a good look at herself in the full length mirror on her closet door. Until Ken came home unexpectedly and ended up getting an uncontrollable hardon for her she’d been worried and self-conscious over the extra weight she’d been putting on. Like her peers, she spent most of her life always trying to be thinner, but as she tried to see what Ken did, she had to admit her body looked … sumptuous. Not all heavy in a bad way. Her natural curves were just much more pronounced. Her thighs and ass still had the shape they always had, and they were simply bigger. Her tits were even rounder and fuller than ever, and she felt proud of the way her son looked at them.

It was hardly the first time she’d ever caught Ken helping himself to views of her tits or ass, but it was different now. He was turning into an incredibly desirable man with a huge, rock hard dick that would make any woman happy.

After watching herself play with her swollen nipples in the mirror for a while, Cathy made herself stop before she had juice dripping down her thighs. She finally just got dressed in a snug tank top and yoga pants and went downstairs to spend time catching up with Ken like a normal mother and son. She didn’t bother with a bra or panties, though. The way he looked at her was just too delightful, and there wasn’t any harm in letting the boy look, was there?

Mother and son managed to pass the next few days without any further incident. Now and then there were awkward moments of silence where one or the other had to be thinking about what happened, but they got by spending most of their time together either in the yard or living room where Ken would get involved in his courses online while his mother binged on streaming video or read books she’d been meaning to for a long time. Their trips out of the house were limited to only the most essential market runs.

The best times were getting dinner ready. Ken would go into the kitchen and help his mother cook, something he’d never done before college. These were the most playful times where sometimes they even acted like a newlywed couple. One night, they became especially playful and Ken ended up planting a hot, hard spank across his mother’s big ass on impulse.

Cathy looked at her son in shock. He looked just as shocked as she did, and started to stammer apologies, which ended up making his mother laugh. figlio e madre Then Ken started laughing, too, but Cathy felt her pulse quicken and her blood run warm at the sting her son’s swat had left in ass cheek.

The memory of that one, simple smack stayed with her even through the next day. To make matters worse, the longer they didn’t talk about what happened in the bathroom the day Ken came home, the more it hung in the air like unfinished business. And Cathy knew exactly what he was up to when Ken disappeared into his bedroom or the bathroom at odd times. She often went to listen at the door only to confirm that he was stroking his cock. Without her. And he was doing it at least two or three times a day. But she also had to admit it was probably because she was wearing more and more revealing outfits. She couldn’t help how much she loved his attention, but that only made her ache to see her beautiful son erupt with pleasure even more.

The morning after Ken impulsively spanked his mother’s ass, Cathy could barely think about anything else anymore. She put on a thong bikini bottom she normally only wore for sunbathing in the yard when she was home alone. No one had ever seen her wearing it before, but she couldn’t wait to let Ken see. Then she put on a thin, cropped tank top that did very little to cover her prominent tits. It was promising to be a warm day, so she had that as an excuse for dressing that way if she needed one. But it made her smile to herself to know her son wouldn’t mind.

Cathy went downstairs and straight into the kitchen to make a smoothies for breakfast. It wasn’t unusual for her hang out around the house alone in an outfit like she had on, but it gave an extra boost to her pulse when she thought of doing it with her son at home.

It wasn’t long after running the loud smoothie machine that Ken also showed up in the kitchen. He was wearing a tank top over boxer briefs, and Cathy could tell he was fresh out of bed. He was still rubbing sleep out of his eyes when he came in went to stand by the counter where his mother was now pouring out a pair of smoothies.

“Good morning, baby,” she said cheerfully, pleased to see he was awake enough to be staring at her tits.

Cathy went up on her toes and leaned up to kiss her son right at the corner of his mouth, daring to press her big tits against his body. Even through their clothes, the contact made her feel sparks of electricity all through her body. Her nipples quickly started to swell and ache. When she came back down, Ken surprised her by pulling her into a tight hug with his strong, young arms around her body. Her enormous tits were firmly xnxxxfree crushed against his solid body.

“Morning, Mom,” Ken replied. “You look really, uh, pretty today.”

Cathy was afraid the hug alone was going to make her soak through her thong. The mood that was rapidly coming over her was making her feel bold. She leveled a serious look at Ken.

“Pretty enough to do what you did the other day?” she said.

Ken hesitated at first, but then said, “The other day you were naked.”

“Not when you got started,” his mother reminded him. “The naked part came later.”

“Yeah, but it was also the best part.”

“Well, if you’re okay with it, I really want to see you do it again. I’ll even do it too, like when I got in the shower with you. I mean, we’ve just been doing it separately in our rooms, but that’s all I can think about when I touch myself. I was thinking…maybe…we’d both feel better if we just stopped pretending it never happened.”

“Wow,” Ken said, amazed.

He then started to reach for his mother’s tits, just barely grazing them through her top before Cathy swatted his hands away.

“We can’t touch each other,” she protested, perhaps a bit weakly. “I mean, baby, I’m your mother.”

“I know, but…you’re so fucking hot,” he said. “And I love you more than anyone.”

“I love you, too, sweetheart, but there are some lines we just can’t cross.”

Cathy then took a couple of steps back and pulled off her top, revealing her full, heavy tits. She began squeezing and fondling them while her son watched every move.

“You like them, baby, I know you do. Take out that beautiful cock and show me how much you love Mommy’s tits.”

Ken was watching his mother like a hawk. He probably didn’t even realize he started rubbing his quickly growing cock through his briefs. Cathy’s heart sped up as she watched that big, impressive bulge swell under his hand.

“Show me, baby,” his mother nearly pleaded. “It can’t hurt if we’re only looking, right?”

He didn’t need to be told again. The next thing Ken did was pull the band of his boxer briefs down over the huge lump of his cock. Then that big, hard shaft swaggered out into the open. He caught his swinging rod in his hand and started to slide it over the shaft. Cathy couldn’t help uttering a soft gasp.

“You too, Mom,” Ken said, obviously eager to see his mother touch her pussy again.

The very idea had Cathy’s heart racing, and her slit was already starting to flush with warm dew. She knew she had to reveal everything to him. The other day in the shower he never saw his mother’s pussy except for the sight of her mound as she’d been standing, and even then she’d had her hand over it most of the time while rubbing her excited clit. The look in her boy’s eyes left no mistake. He wanted his mother to spread that wet flower and show him everything.

Cathy went to the table and pulled out a chair. She with a racing pulse, she pushed off her thong and sat down. At first, she sat with her thick, round legs close together, even though she was aching to finger her aching slit. She was waiting for Ken to take off his T shirt and briefs, and the boy didn’t even need to be told. He just pulled them off and stood there naked with his fully erect cock jutting out at his mother.

“God, baby, it’s so beautiful,” she sighed as she parted her full thighs.

The look in Ken’s eyes as his mother’s damp slit opened up in full view made the woman’s clit tingle with electricity. She reached between her thighs with both hands and spread her hairless slit with her fingers, letting her boy see what he couldn’t the other day. mamma troia scopa Ken rewarded his mother with a low growl of lust and started stroking his cock again.

Cathy spread the flesh surrounding her clit wide, making her swollen pearl stand up as much as possible. Then she started massaging the bud with the tip of one finger and watched her naked son stroke his thick rod. God, how the horny mother wished she could touch it. She was aching to see how hot and rock hard that silky cock flesh would feel under her caressing hands. Even more, she couldn’t stop thinking about how it would feel and taste in her wet mouth. Cathy had always loved sucking a nice, big cock, but her son’s was the nicest and biggest she’d ever seen, and she loved him more than any other man in her life. If anyone deserved to experience her deep, oral passion it was Ken. But her own son? That was simply impossible.

Cathy had seen a couple of other men stroke their dicks for her in the past, but never to the point of cumming. Those times had ended up in hot, sexual entanglements. And as much as the passionately horny mother wanted to do things no mother should never even dream about doing with her son, she had also loved seeing Ken make himself cum so hard the other day. So much that she yearned to see his spunk erupt once again.

The voluptuous blonde’s pussy was dripping hard. She hurriedly shoved a finger up inside her creaming hole while continuing to rub her clit with the other hand. Ken groaned and Cathy’s skin felt even hotter as she saw the way her son was watching her finger slipping in and out of her terribly underused hole.

“Come closer, baby,” she moaned between breaths. “It’s okay if you get cum all over Mommy just like you did the other day.”

“Fuck,” Ken growled, stepping close enough to his mother so he was standing in the open space between her widely parted knees. “Mom, I want your pussy. I fucking need it bad.”

Cathy whimpered. “I need your beautiful cock just as much, baby. But we can’t. Not ever. It would be sooooooo wrong. But we can always have this.”

She could tell her son was straining to hold back and keep his stroking pleasure going as long as possible. Cathy couldn’t. She started to cum, gasping deeply while her ripe body shook and shivered all over the chair she was sitting on. She kept her eyes on her son’s big, pulsing cock and his rapidly pumping fist, pleased to see a generous flow of precum oozing steadily from the head. Cathy just kept pumping and rubbing, and added another finger into her hole until she was cumming a second time.

“Oh god, baby, god,” she cried. “I can’t believe you’re making me feel like this!”

Suddenly Ken was grunting deeply. “Oh fuck, Mom, I’m gonna cum,” he groaned.

“Do it, baby. Cum on Mommy. Let me feel that hot cream all over me.”

Cathy could hardly believe the sordid words that were coming out of her mouth. It was almost like she was listening to a completely different person, or to the soundtrack of a cheesy, taboo sex video. But it was her, and that was her real life son furiously pounding his cock within a couple feet of her face.

Then Ken grunted hard and deep and simply erupted all over his mother. His cum exploded out of that huge cock and was spattering her face and tits. Cathy then exploded with the hardest of all three orgasms, making her body shake and quiver as the pleasure rocked her until she was breathless.

After, she lapped at a big drop of cum that was close to her mouth while she smeared her son’s cream over her tits with both hands. Ken was dazed from cumming so hard, but his eyes went wide as he watched his mother taste his cum and smear it over her skin.

Cathy kept watching as her son’s cock gradually softened back to its relaxed state. He went back and stood against the counter again, and she got up and went to give him another kiss on his lips.

“That was amazing, baby,” she told him. “No one ever made me feel like you do, and you never even laid a hand on me.”

She then turned to leave, chancing a quick brush of her hip against his cock as she left him there. The brief contact made her heart leap.

Leaving her top and panties on the kitchen floor, Cathy finally left the room and went upstairs to take a shower. She heard Ken showering a little later on, and when she walked by his bedroom she noticed the thong she’d left behind on her son’s bed. It made her smile to realize he hadn’t even bothered trying to hide them. He just left them there in the open, practically advertising how much he wanted his mother’s wet pussy. Just knowing he picked them up for his own pleasure made Cathy’s pussy clench with warmth.

As it turned out, the next time mother and son masturbated together was in the evening of that same day. They were watching television together and sitting on opposite ends of the couch. Ken was only wearing briefs while his mother was only wearing panties and a cropped T shirt with a V neck. Both of them were watching each other as much as the television. Ken’s bulge was looking so full and appealing that his mother couldn’t help rubbing her mound through her panties.

Ken looked at her and smiled. His mother smiled back and pulled her panties aside to expose her slit. Seconds later, Ken had his growing cock out in the open. It wasn’t long before they were both naked and masturbating just as furiously as the first two times.

Cathy felt so close to losing control over the sight of her son’s aroused cock. This time, when Ken was ready to cum, she got on her knees in front of him and opened her mouth, inviting him to stroke his spurting cum onto her tongue. Half of his load went across her face, but the rest squirted into her mouth. Cathy had the biggest, most powerful climax of her life as she fingered her pussy and tasted her beautiful son’s warm cum.

The blonde still felt half in a daze by the time she walked upstairs, still naked, to get into bed. She fell asleep with a dreamy smile, thinking of Ken’s luscious cock and the way his cum had tasted.

The next day, mother and son masturbated together three times. The first was in the kitchen just like the morning before. Then, later in the bathroom, and in the evening in Cathy’s bedroom. Each time she was eager to take as much of her son’s cum into her mouth or on her face and tits as she could get. And every time, Ken wanted to touch her. He was dying to push that big cock into his pretty mother’s mouth and let her suck his spunk from right between her lips. But Cathy was terrified it would feel much too good. He was still her son. No matter how much she ached for his cock it was still just so wrong.

It went this way for a couple more days. Cathy and Ken were naked around the house more than not, even when they went out into the yard. Either one of them felt free to start masturbating in the open anytime they felt the urge, and the other would soon join. It became unthinkable that either of them would masturbate on their own in private anymore. It was simply too good when they shared the pleasure.

One morning while Cathy was up ahead of Ken, as usual, Ken came downstairs naked to find his naked mother going through her morning smoothie making ritual. He stopped in the doorway just to watch her. He loved how she was staying naked most of the time now. If it weren’t for the two of them masturbating together two or three times a day he would’ve been walking around with a constant hard on.

He spent a long time just standing in the doorway gazing at his mother’s ripe, round ass and full thighs. He didn’t know how it would be possible to want her more. She wanted it too. He knew she did. But she always stopped short of them touching each other. It was making him crazy, and he was sure all she needed to do was give it one chance.

Ken was already semi-erect after waking up with his usual morning wood, but as he watched his mother’s ass swaying back and forth as she worked at the kitchen counter his dick was soon just as hard as ever. He said good morning as he went into the room so as not to startle her. She responded with a quick look over her shoulder, but then turned back to what she was doing.

With his rigid cock swinging before him, Ken went to his mother and pressed his shaft against her left ass cheek while he took hold of the other one with his hand.

“Baby, you know we can’t do that,” Cathy told him, but she didn’t push him away like she usually did.

“Just for a minute, Mom,” he replied. Her ass felt so warm and smooth. “You feel so good.”

“So do you, baby, but we shouldn’t be touching like this.”

Still, she made no move away from her son, and if anything, really seemed to enjoy feeling his hard cock rubbing against her ass. Ken started squeezing the other cheek, massaging her flesh.

“But we both like it, Mom, so why shouldn’t we? It’s not like we’re hurting anybody.”

On that, Ken reached for one of his mother’s tits with the other hand, now massaging her ass and boob while grinding his cock against her flank. Just touching her body with his aching shaft made his heart spike, and despite her apparent reluctance, she rolled her hips slightly, rubbing herself against his rod.

“But we’re going to like it too much, baby,” she protested weakly. “It feels too good already. This is bad. Sooooo bad.”

“So bad it’s good, Mom,” Ken said as his hand moved between both of her big, warm tits to squeeze and fondle. Her nipples were pebble hard when he rolled and twisted them between the tips of his fingers.

“Oh god, baby, don’t do that. That goes right to Mommy’s pussy when you touch my nipples that way.”

Ken’s dick was throbbing with heat. He knew if she wanted him to stop she would have just batted his hand away. Her ripe body felt so good he didn’t want to stop, but he couldn’t help wondering what she’d do if he touched her pussy. After her admission that his nipple play was affecting her slit, Ken wanted to see just how much. While continuously kneading her ass, he slid the other hand down from her tits to slide his fingers over her perfectly smooth pussy mound. His fingers burrowed deeper between her thighs to feel how wet her slit was getting. Ken felt his mother’s creamy dew immediately, satisfied to hear the pleasurable gasp she uttered when he touched her flushing sex lips.

“Baby, you really shouldn’t touch Mommy’s pussy like that,” Cathy warned him even as she set her feet further apart to give his hand more room to play between those thick, silky thighs.

“Yeah, Mom, you’re right,” he replied. “I really shouldn’t be feeling how wet you’re getting. And I really shouldn’t be rubbing your clit like this, either.”

But Ken just grinned at his mother and teased her swollen clit with his fingertip. Cathy gripped the edge of the counter and closed her eyes.

“No, baby, you shouldn’t. It’s so very wrong,” she said breathlessly. “But just for a minute should be okay, right? Just, ohhhhh yes, just a minute, baby.”

Cathy gripped the counter edge tighter and kept adjusting her feet, every time opening her legs wider for her son’s searching fingers. Finding his mother’s slit dripping wet only made his cock throb harder by the second. He finally moved his hand to a different angle so he could slide his middle finger up inside his mother’s cream-coated hole. As he slid it deeper, Cathy let out a long, low groan of motherly lust.

“Bad,” she said, huffing for air. “Bad, bad boy.”

“Don’t worry, Mom,” Ken replied. “It’s just for a minute, right? And it feels really good, doesn’t it?”

“God, baby, yes,” his mother whined. “It feels wonderful. Just another minute like that. One more won’t hurt.”

“You know what else would feel good, Mom?”

“Tell me, baby,” she said.

“If you touch my cock. Hold it tight and stroke it for me, Mom. Just for a minute, okay?”

“Oh my god,” Cathy muttered as she reached for her son’s huge, rigid cock.

“Oh, fuck yes, Mom,” Ken groaned as he felt his mother’s hand curl around his stalk.

She turned her head to look at this unreal thing she was doing, gripping and stroking her own son’s impossibly swollen cock. Ken moaned. He decided his mother’s hand was just as good as any pussy. She had a firm, confident touch that proved she knew just what to do with a hard dick. It wasn’t long before precum was oozing in a steady flow from his piss slit, and his mother just smeared it over his shaft and lubed his flesh with his own juice.