A Night With Mom
Anonymous
Publisher: Lot's Cave, Inc.
Summary
DESCRIPTION: Son comes home tired and Mom has something to excite him. An Indian author writing about a culture where mother son sex is the norm. What sexual boundaries will this Incestuous couple explore? EXCERPT: I got up and made her lie there on the couch. Laying in the thin camisole, the strap off from her shoulders. I stared deep in her eyes and my eyes did the talking. I took the wine bottle, and poured it on her body. The red wine filled her lips and drenched her neck, to her cleavage and her navel. Then I drenched her legs. The couch was drenched with wine. I bent down and took her feet in my palms, and licked her toes. Her tiny toes, off wine, off romance, she pinched her wet wine soaked nipples. I ran my hand on her legs and licked off the ravenous wine that's making us horny. "Oh, son," she said. "Oh, mom you're so tasty" I said as I smacked her butt, and bit both of her butt cheeks. I breathed on her pussy, and she swayed her hips to brush her pussy on my beard. I went up to her navel, and lifted up the camisole. Her navel, damp, I sucked it off the taste of wine from her navel. Her hands explored my head and devoured my kisses on her body. Relished my licks on her body. I put my face in her cleavage and got lost in the smell of wine. Her nipples poked me out of her camisole, and I stroked my tongue on her perky nipple. Sucking off the wine off her camisole, I slipped the camisole out of her body. She laid there, naked. I layed on her, eyes peering sharply into each other, and chest rubbing her nipples. I tasted her neck, and licked it. I sucked her entire body off from wine, until she waited for me to suck her out of herself and bring her into me. I ran my hands on her nipples, my rough hands, grabbed her soft supple nipples and rubbed them. My hands pinched them, teased them, my tongue licked and sucked them as she ravaged from the pain and satisfaction. As she ravaged from the boiling lava of arousal within her I slid my hand between her legs and brushed my fingers on her pussy hair. "Oh, fuck me" she said. "Not now, not right now, it's so early" I told and kissed her. My hands rubbed her pussy and her hips danced again. I had to go down, snd smell her. Her smell of burning desire, and her arousal, made her crazy, she was breathing hard and her body was running fast, I had to hold her sometimes to make her slow as I slid my finger in her pussy. She stopped and looked at me with big eyes, and blushing face, and redder lips, I kissed her as I fingered her. My fingers explored her inner passions, her inner sanctum of her desire overflowed, and she danced, she giggled and wiggled, while kissing me as I was her best lover, she slid off my underwear and held my dick in her hand.