Brenda Desires Incest Sex With Son! (part 2)

(first part) As soon as it started it was over, he left without a word. I barely slept that night, after I ate all his cum out of me, I lay there masturbating & replaying the incest sex, every long hard stroke of his cock. Still wincing from being stretched so wide so fast. The boy must learn, I thought…

When I woke up my husband had already left for work. My room stank of pussy & just lay there in the mess we had made. After I stripped the bed, I went to check on my son, who was still asleep, probably dreaming of his hot sex with mommy. So, I decided to let him rest, despite my urges. Washing the sheets felt a lot like I was destroying evidence, this gave me a thrill at the thought of hiding it from my husband. He & my son had never gotten on, and this was our perfect way of taking revenge. He visited me again three nights in a row, always around the same time. On the second night mummy had a newly shaven pussy & this time no nightgown. He still wouldn’t look at me or say a word! Just dump his cum in me and leave. By the third night mummy was ready, I had warmed myself so that it wouldn’t hurt. I tried to roll over and face him, I just wanted to see the look on my boy’s face as he pushed inside me. Was there love in his eyes or purely lust?

But he held me down until he had finished & left once more without a word.

Then nothing for weeks, I began to think I had done something wrong! Why did I rush it, why did I ruin a good thing! He would stare as he always did, but my son didn’t come to visit his mother again. No matter how much I tried. He would keep his door closed so I couldn’t watch.

I knew I had to have him again, I had to make him want me. But how?

Lying to my husband was the easy part, in fact it didn’t excite me as much as I thought it would. Plucking up the courage to ask my son to come on a trip with mummy, that terrified me more than anything!

I wasn’t expecting him to say yes, even while I was hoping for it, but he did. He agreed to go, and I don’t know what I was expecting, but it wasn’t for him to lift me up against the wall as soon as the hotel room door closed! He jacked my skirt up, ripped the crotch of my panties, and shoved his fat cock in my pussy hard enough to make me squeal. He fucked me against the wall, over the couch, on the couch, in the shower… we fucked all of the sheets off the bed! We fucked until we were both walking a bit bow legged, and it didn’t stop once the vacation was over. Nope, he fucks me every day now, and I always cum the hardest when his father is just a room away, with no clue that his son is fucking his mother’s brains out! Sound like fun to you? Call me to tell me all about it!

Naughty Brenda

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