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Dale Denver finished showering, he shaved and he dressed for work. When he was done with that, he hurried to the kitchen to grab a bite to eat on his way out the door. It's there that he found his loving wife, Jessica, bent over the stove and putting the final touches on his scrambled eggs.
She was dressed in a long, fuzzy pink robe that hugged her hips seductively and was tied at the waist. The collar dipped just low enough to offer a subtle hint of the goodies hidden underneath, but not so low that she looked lewd or cheap.
Dale loved that robe.
He had a good wife - and a proper wife.
He was proud of that.
On top of it all, Jessica looked just as beautiful as the day he met her in college. Time had been good to her. Like a fine wine, she'd aged properly. She was a little wider, but it was the good sort of wider. It gave her form and curves, and made her womanly. She was gorgeous and she was experienced, and she was big in all right places. She was perfect and he was a very lucky man.
Dale leaned over her shoulder, kissed her on the cheek and grabbed his plate of eggs. "Good morning, baby."
Jessica smiled politely. "Good morning, hun. How did you sleep?"
Dale plopped into his usual chair and immediately began to dig in. "Like a log...best night of sleep I've had in years." He had an hour to get to work and he needed to get moving. Traffic was going to be a bitch.
His mouth crammed with eggs, Dale glanced briefly at the clock on the microwave. "Jason up yet?"
As he munched away, Jessica moved from the stove to the sink and was now scrubbing the pan she'd used to make her husband breakfast like the doting, dutiful wife he believed her to be. "No. I don't think he's feeling too well...poor little guy."
"Oh really?"
"Yeah, he was up all night...screaming and moaning. I'm surprised you didn't hear. I even had to go into his at one point and relax him a bit."
"Oh, wow...no, I didn't hear any of that. Why didn't you wake me up?"
"I didn't want to bother you. I checked on him again this morning and he was running a bit of a fever. I think he might be coming down with something. It might even be best if I kept him home from school today."
Dale was only half paying attention to his wife. His mouth was full and his real concerns were on the clock. He had meetings today – lots of meetings with important buyers. As long as his son wasn't on his deathbed, he had far more important thing to worry about. For years he'd left the parenting in Jessica's hands. It was necessary to build his business and secure a nice little nest egg. His wife had done a fine job with the boy and if the formula for success wasn't broken, why fix it?
Jessica set a glass of orange juice on the table for her husband and he immediately chugged it back. "Thanks, babe."
"No problem, hun."
A moment later, Dale was on his feet. He pecked his wife on the lips, grabbed his briefcase and bolted toward the door. On the way out he passed his son, Jason and patted the boy on the head. "Hope you feel better, buddy."
Only half awake, Jason was confused by his father's statement, but the old man was in too much of a hurry for him to respond. The instant his father left the house and slammed the door behind, Jason's mother stepped into the room.
Jessica smiled at her son and struck a seductive little pose in the doorway to the kitchen. "Good morning, handsome. Nice of you to finally wake up."
Jason swallowed deep, blood already beginning to make its way south. "H...hi. Good morning...mom." He was tripping over his words, fumbling with his thoughts like a nervous idiot. Memories of the previous night, of his mother's luscious lips wrapped around his cock, came flooding back. He was anxious, and he was awkward and he was excited, and he had absolutely no idea what to say.
Jessica found her son's reaction quite adorable.
She also noticed his pants beginning to tent.
She pointed at his emerging erection and smiled. "Nice of him to finally wake up too."
Without saying a word, the buxom mother sashayed across the room and locked the door her husband had just used. From there, she moved gracefully to the bay window and began lowering the blinds.
Jason's eyes were trained on the little cleavage her long robe was showing. He was a deer in the headlights. He couldn't look away. He also didn't want to. "Mom? Wh...why did dad tell me to feel better?"
Jessica moved to another window and closed another set of blinds. "Because I told him you were sick."
"I don't...I mean, I'm not..."
When all the nearby blinds were shut and the room a bit darker than before, Jessica stepped to the center of the room, put her hands on her hips and grinned so seductively that Jason's knees went weak.
"Sweetie, I told your father that you were sick because you are sick. You're a very sick...very naughty boy. You have a terrible fever and I think you might even be getting pneumonia. I called your school earlier this morning and told them the exact same thing."
Jason's mouth opened and his lips moved, but no words emerged. His heart was pounding in his chest. He was confused and aroused, and his brain was nearing overload
Jessica giggled at the expression on her son's face and untied the belt on her robe. "You're so damn cute." She peeled the fluffy pink fabric from her shoulders and let it slip to the floor.
Jason's cock immediately stood at attention.
His gorgeous mother was standing before him in a nearly transparent peek-a-boo baby doll. He could clearly make out the roundness of her hanging breasts and the perk of her dark nipples. Her matching panties were so small and so tight they molded around the folds of her mommy-muffin, hugging it deliciously and extenuating the pathway to her most special of places. Her skin was flawless – her legs muscular and baby-soft. Jason watched as she turned around playfully, bent forward just a smidge and wiggled her wonderfully plump posterior in his direction.
Jessica looked over her shoulder and flashed her pearly whites. "Like what you see?"
Jason couldn't breathe. His blood-engorged cock was aching for release and pointing the direction to heaven. "Oh god, yes."
Jessica giggled like an anxious schoolgirl. She strolled up to her son, wrapped her arms around his neck and stared into his silver-blue eyes. He was so handsome – so grown up and handsome. She was so proud of him. Taking another step forward, she mashed her tits into his chest – their nipples separated by only a thin sheer of fabric. Her hand went to his head and his fingers into his hair.
A bit unexpectedly, her expression turned deadly serious. "Are you sure you're ready for this, baby?"
Jason nodded.
Jessica leaned forward and planted the softest of kisses on his neck. She felt him shiver. His rock hard pecker was mashed against her tummy, so big and so long it nearly touched the underside of her breasts. "Things are going to happen today, Jason...lots of things." She kissed his neck again. "If you think you can handle it, and if you truly are ready for it...I'm going to lead you into the bedroom, and I'm going to strip you down, and I'm going to spend the rest of the day draining that magnificent cock of yours."
When she said the word cock, Jessica could feel his manhood move against her. It was as anxious as she was.
The horny mother sensually slid her tongue up her son's neck and across his face. When their lips met, she kissed him deeply. His mouth opened to meet hers and within moments their tongues were rolling against each other. They stayed like this for nearly a minute. Jessica was standing on her tiptoes, leaning into her handsome son and devouring his lips as Jason's hands slid down the soft skin of her back and his fingers reached for the meat curve of her ass.
Jessica had to force herself to pull away. Her heart was thumping double time. Her chest was heaving and the tiny bit of fabric covering her pussy was soaked.
"Well?" Jessica whispered, lost in the eyes of her only son. "Think you can handle being trapped in the bedroom all day with your mom?"
Jason smiled wide. "Oh, yeah."
"Then I suggest you pick me up and carry me to the other room, stud. You've got a lonnnnnng day ahead of you."
Jason didn't need to be told twice. With almost no effort he lifted his mother off her feet and started toward the bedroom. Jessica was amazed at his strength. She wrapped her arms around his neck and leaned her head into his chest. The muscles in his back were rippling, taut and tight and powerful. She began to gently peck at his exposed chest. "Oh god you're strong." She couldn't stop kissing him. She didn't ever want to stop kissing him again.
Jason laid his mother on his parent's marital bed and the moment she hit the mattress, Jessica was reaching for the oversized rod in his sleep pants. It was massive.
It was the stiffest, thickest dick she'd ever touched and she needed to see it.
Her hands snagged the elastic and ripped his pants from his hips. The throbbing erection caught the material. It bent downward for a moment before whipping back up and smacking against his stomach. It continued to flop for a few seconds, bobbing enticingly, just inches from the face of his cock-starved mother.
Jessica wrapped both hands around it and softly inhaled. "Oh, Jason. Oh, my beautiful boy...it's just lovely."
What looked good in the dark the night before looked even better in the light of day. Jessica leaned forward, wrapped her lips around the massive tool and began to suck.
Jason watched his mother's blond hair bob back and forth as she gobbled his cock hungrily. She was licking and sucking, and working at a frantic pace. She was stroking and slurping, and she was mumbling to herself the entire time. "Oh god yes, baby. Mmmmm. So good, mmmm...your cock tastes sooo good."
For five minutes she nursed on her son's prick. She nuzzled his balls lovingly and batted them against her tongue. She licked him from top to bottom and swallowed him so deep that her chin banged against his bloated sack. When she sensed Jason was about to cum, she stopped.
The experienced mother squeezed the gargantuan fuckstick at the base to keep him from blowing his wad. "No, no, no. Not yet baby. Just relax, that's it...just relax."
Her fingers went to his chest, rubbing and massaging lovingly. "That's a good boy. Breathe deep and relax."
Jason did exactly as his mother ordered, and for the moment, his orgasm subsided.
When she felt her son was sufficiently calmed, Jessica reluctantly let go of his cock and slid backward onto the bed. Once there, she lifted her legs and removed her drenched, barely there panties. Her sex was bright pink with arousal, the outer lips splayed and ready. She dropped her head to the pillow behind her, untied the transparent fabric covering her chest and let her tits spill out. They slid to the sides of her chest, drooping under the weight of their own incredible heft.
This was it. This was the moment she'd been waiting for. This was exactly what she'd fantasized about. This was the reason she bought him those silly speedos, and the reason she snuck from her bed the night before and nursed on her son's manhood. Jessica looked toward the end of the bed where Jason still stood. His dick was jumping independently of his body. It looked like an excited puppy anxious for attention.
It wanted to play and she was going to play with it.
Oh, how she was going to play with it.
She motioned for Jason to join her on the bed with a single finger and whispered breathily, "Come and get it, stud."
Jason immediately hopped onto the mattress and crawled between his mother's outstretched legs. The moment he arrived she wrapped her arms around him and pulled him close. His body folded into hers and his mouth latched instantly to one of her nipples.
"Oh yes, baby. That's it. Suck on mommy's tit."
She could feel the smooth helmet of his cock pressing at the walls of her box. Jason's hips moved forward ever so slightly and his spear began to spread her lips. When he moved his hips again, it sliced its way inside.
Jessica buried her head in the neck of her sexy teenage son. She moaned into his flesh and inhaled his musk. "That's it. Oh, yes. Keep going, baby. Ohhhh god yeeessss. You're right where you belong....right where mommy needs you."
Jason's cock was in heaven. Even the slightest of movement offered new worlds of pleasure. His mother's cunt was hugging his dick, tugging and pulling in perfect sync with his forward progress. Her legs lifted up and coiled around his back. Her heels dug into the meat of his ass and implored him forward. In no time at all he was buried to the hilt in her motherly goodness – balls deep in the place from whence he came.
Jessica clawed at his back and sucked on the nape of his neck. She ground her hips into the fantastic phallus buried so deep inside her. Her son's cock was touching areas that had remained untouched until that very moment.
Instinctively, she began to grind her hips into this magnificent pleasure tool. "Go now. Do it, baby. Do it! Oh, god, do it! Fuck me hard!"
Again Jason did as instructed. His hips began to fire like a well-oiled piston. His cock was sliding in and out of her hole at an amazing pace, his balls beating against the door to her ass with every stroke.
Within seconds, Jessica's midsection was on fire. An orgasm was building already. Her amazing son was giving her the fucking of her life and she was simply holding on. He was a bucking bronco. He was an amusement park ride. "Oh yes! Oh yesbabyyes! Fuck me hard! Fuck your mother hard! Make me come, Jason! Makemecome!"
Her orgasm hit her like a tidal wave. Her fingers dug so deeply into Jason's back that she drew blood. Her scream was so loud the neighbors and the neighbor's neighbors could most likely hear.
Though it all, Jason never stopped. He never even rested. Even as the walls of his mothers incredible pussy pulled and tugged and throbbed around him, his hips continued to pound and his dick continued to saw.
Jessica was mumbling incoherently below Jason's sweat-drenched flesh. She was holding onto the young fuck machine on top of her for dear life. Her brain was a mess of firing lights and orgasmic bliss. Her pussy was drenched and the bed sheets beneath her soaked. The headboard was beating against the wall repeatedly, shaking the room and knocking pictures from the wall.
For five minutes Jason continued his assault and at the six-minute mark Jessica was hit with another orgasm.
There was another after that – when fifteen minutes rolled around - and another at twenty.
Eventually the sensations became too much for the boy to handle. He was doing his best to impress his mother, but he could only take so much. "Oh, mom. Oh, I think I'm going to cum. I'm goingtocum!"
Jessica's legs tightened around her son's midsection. She wanted his cum inside her. She wanted to feel it spurt and coat the sopping walls of pussy. "Do it! Cum inside me, baby! Cum inside momma!"
"Oh god, yessssssssss!" Jason body tightened and his words twisted into something primal and nonsensical. His hips shot forward and his bloated cock spear buried itself as deep as it could into his mother's amazing love tunnel.
As Jason's body jerked and fired, Jessica could almost feel his dick spitting inside her. It felt bigger than ever. It had expanded even further and in doing so it was stretching her to her absolute limits. It was amazing – the most amazing sensation she'd ever experienced from the most amazing cock she'd ever had stuffed inside her. Her hands reached down and cupped his powerful ass, squeezing and kneading the tight teen flesh while holding him in place.
She didn't want him to move. She wanted him to remain there forever, buried in her warmth and writhing in orgasmic ecstasy.
Soaked in sweat and out of breath, Jason's eventually cock slipped from his mother's womb. There was an audible, wet pop as her pussy instinctively attempted to keep the wonderful phallic invader from backing away. Jason rolled to his side and collapsed onto his back. Jessica immediately rolled beside him and laid her head on his heaving chest. Her body felt like a cauldron. She could hardly breathe. Her tongue playfully licked his nipple once and she closed her eyes.
"Oh wow." Jason whispered breathily, his eyes shut as well.
Jessica chuckled softly with contentment.
When she opened her eyes again, she was staring at the biggest, wettest slab of cock she'd ever seen. It was half hard – still twitching and glistening in the light of the day. Her fingers walked softly across the stomach of her son and wrapped themselves around the fantastic hunk of teenage meat.
With it firmly in her grasp once more, she began to stroke.
"Already, mom?"
Jessica smiled and licked her lips. "I told you that you were in for a loooonnng day, didn't I?"
She was dressed in a long, fuzzy pink robe that hugged her hips seductively and was tied at the waist. The collar dipped just low enough to offer a subtle hint of the goodies hidden underneath, but not so low that she looked lewd or cheap.
Dale loved that robe.
He had a good wife - and a proper wife.
He was proud of that.
On top of it all, Jessica looked just as beautiful as the day he met her in college. Time had been good to her. Like a fine wine, she'd aged properly. She was a little wider, but it was the good sort of wider. It gave her form and curves, and made her womanly. She was gorgeous and she was experienced, and she was big in all right places. She was perfect and he was a very lucky man.
Dale leaned over her shoulder, kissed her on the cheek and grabbed his plate of eggs. "Good morning, baby."
Jessica smiled politely. "Good morning, hun. How did you sleep?"
Dale plopped into his usual chair and immediately began to dig in. "Like a log...best night of sleep I've had in years." He had an hour to get to work and he needed to get moving. Traffic was going to be a bitch.
His mouth crammed with eggs, Dale glanced briefly at the clock on the microwave. "Jason up yet?"
As he munched away, Jessica moved from the stove to the sink and was now scrubbing the pan she'd used to make her husband breakfast like the doting, dutiful wife he believed her to be. "No. I don't think he's feeling too well...poor little guy."
"Oh really?"
"Yeah, he was up all night...screaming and moaning. I'm surprised you didn't hear. I even had to go into his at one point and relax him a bit."
"Oh, wow...no, I didn't hear any of that. Why didn't you wake me up?"
"I didn't want to bother you. I checked on him again this morning and he was running a bit of a fever. I think he might be coming down with something. It might even be best if I kept him home from school today."
Dale was only half paying attention to his wife. His mouth was full and his real concerns were on the clock. He had meetings today – lots of meetings with important buyers. As long as his son wasn't on his deathbed, he had far more important thing to worry about. For years he'd left the parenting in Jessica's hands. It was necessary to build his business and secure a nice little nest egg. His wife had done a fine job with the boy and if the formula for success wasn't broken, why fix it?
Jessica set a glass of orange juice on the table for her husband and he immediately chugged it back. "Thanks, babe."
"No problem, hun."
A moment later, Dale was on his feet. He pecked his wife on the lips, grabbed his briefcase and bolted toward the door. On the way out he passed his son, Jason and patted the boy on the head. "Hope you feel better, buddy."
Only half awake, Jason was confused by his father's statement, but the old man was in too much of a hurry for him to respond. The instant his father left the house and slammed the door behind, Jason's mother stepped into the room.
Jessica smiled at her son and struck a seductive little pose in the doorway to the kitchen. "Good morning, handsome. Nice of you to finally wake up."
Jason swallowed deep, blood already beginning to make its way south. "H...hi. Good morning...mom." He was tripping over his words, fumbling with his thoughts like a nervous idiot. Memories of the previous night, of his mother's luscious lips wrapped around his cock, came flooding back. He was anxious, and he was awkward and he was excited, and he had absolutely no idea what to say.
Jessica found her son's reaction quite adorable.
She also noticed his pants beginning to tent.
She pointed at his emerging erection and smiled. "Nice of him to finally wake up too."
Without saying a word, the buxom mother sashayed across the room and locked the door her husband had just used. From there, she moved gracefully to the bay window and began lowering the blinds.
Jason's eyes were trained on the little cleavage her long robe was showing. He was a deer in the headlights. He couldn't look away. He also didn't want to. "Mom? Wh...why did dad tell me to feel better?"
Jessica moved to another window and closed another set of blinds. "Because I told him you were sick."
"I don't...I mean, I'm not..."
When all the nearby blinds were shut and the room a bit darker than before, Jessica stepped to the center of the room, put her hands on her hips and grinned so seductively that Jason's knees went weak.
"Sweetie, I told your father that you were sick because you are sick. You're a very sick...very naughty boy. You have a terrible fever and I think you might even be getting pneumonia. I called your school earlier this morning and told them the exact same thing."
Jason's mouth opened and his lips moved, but no words emerged. His heart was pounding in his chest. He was confused and aroused, and his brain was nearing overload
Jessica giggled at the expression on her son's face and untied the belt on her robe. "You're so damn cute." She peeled the fluffy pink fabric from her shoulders and let it slip to the floor.
Jason's cock immediately stood at attention.
His gorgeous mother was standing before him in a nearly transparent peek-a-boo baby doll. He could clearly make out the roundness of her hanging breasts and the perk of her dark nipples. Her matching panties were so small and so tight they molded around the folds of her mommy-muffin, hugging it deliciously and extenuating the pathway to her most special of places. Her skin was flawless – her legs muscular and baby-soft. Jason watched as she turned around playfully, bent forward just a smidge and wiggled her wonderfully plump posterior in his direction.
Jessica looked over her shoulder and flashed her pearly whites. "Like what you see?"
Jason couldn't breathe. His blood-engorged cock was aching for release and pointing the direction to heaven. "Oh god, yes."
Jessica giggled like an anxious schoolgirl. She strolled up to her son, wrapped her arms around his neck and stared into his silver-blue eyes. He was so handsome – so grown up and handsome. She was so proud of him. Taking another step forward, she mashed her tits into his chest – their nipples separated by only a thin sheer of fabric. Her hand went to his head and his fingers into his hair.
A bit unexpectedly, her expression turned deadly serious. "Are you sure you're ready for this, baby?"
Jason nodded.
Jessica leaned forward and planted the softest of kisses on his neck. She felt him shiver. His rock hard pecker was mashed against her tummy, so big and so long it nearly touched the underside of her breasts. "Things are going to happen today, Jason...lots of things." She kissed his neck again. "If you think you can handle it, and if you truly are ready for it...I'm going to lead you into the bedroom, and I'm going to strip you down, and I'm going to spend the rest of the day draining that magnificent cock of yours."
When she said the word cock, Jessica could feel his manhood move against her. It was as anxious as she was.
The horny mother sensually slid her tongue up her son's neck and across his face. When their lips met, she kissed him deeply. His mouth opened to meet hers and within moments their tongues were rolling against each other. They stayed like this for nearly a minute. Jessica was standing on her tiptoes, leaning into her handsome son and devouring his lips as Jason's hands slid down the soft skin of her back and his fingers reached for the meat curve of her ass.
Jessica had to force herself to pull away. Her heart was thumping double time. Her chest was heaving and the tiny bit of fabric covering her pussy was soaked.
"Well?" Jessica whispered, lost in the eyes of her only son. "Think you can handle being trapped in the bedroom all day with your mom?"
Jason smiled wide. "Oh, yeah."
"Then I suggest you pick me up and carry me to the other room, stud. You've got a lonnnnnng day ahead of you."
Jason didn't need to be told twice. With almost no effort he lifted his mother off her feet and started toward the bedroom. Jessica was amazed at his strength. She wrapped her arms around his neck and leaned her head into his chest. The muscles in his back were rippling, taut and tight and powerful. She began to gently peck at his exposed chest. "Oh god you're strong." She couldn't stop kissing him. She didn't ever want to stop kissing him again.
Jason laid his mother on his parent's marital bed and the moment she hit the mattress, Jessica was reaching for the oversized rod in his sleep pants. It was massive.
It was the stiffest, thickest dick she'd ever touched and she needed to see it.
Her hands snagged the elastic and ripped his pants from his hips. The throbbing erection caught the material. It bent downward for a moment before whipping back up and smacking against his stomach. It continued to flop for a few seconds, bobbing enticingly, just inches from the face of his cock-starved mother.
Jessica wrapped both hands around it and softly inhaled. "Oh, Jason. Oh, my beautiful boy...it's just lovely."
What looked good in the dark the night before looked even better in the light of day. Jessica leaned forward, wrapped her lips around the massive tool and began to suck.
Jason watched his mother's blond hair bob back and forth as she gobbled his cock hungrily. She was licking and sucking, and working at a frantic pace. She was stroking and slurping, and she was mumbling to herself the entire time. "Oh god yes, baby. Mmmmm. So good, mmmm...your cock tastes sooo good."
For five minutes she nursed on her son's prick. She nuzzled his balls lovingly and batted them against her tongue. She licked him from top to bottom and swallowed him so deep that her chin banged against his bloated sack. When she sensed Jason was about to cum, she stopped.
The experienced mother squeezed the gargantuan fuckstick at the base to keep him from blowing his wad. "No, no, no. Not yet baby. Just relax, that's it...just relax."
Her fingers went to his chest, rubbing and massaging lovingly. "That's a good boy. Breathe deep and relax."
Jason did exactly as his mother ordered, and for the moment, his orgasm subsided.
When she felt her son was sufficiently calmed, Jessica reluctantly let go of his cock and slid backward onto the bed. Once there, she lifted her legs and removed her drenched, barely there panties. Her sex was bright pink with arousal, the outer lips splayed and ready. She dropped her head to the pillow behind her, untied the transparent fabric covering her chest and let her tits spill out. They slid to the sides of her chest, drooping under the weight of their own incredible heft.
This was it. This was the moment she'd been waiting for. This was exactly what she'd fantasized about. This was the reason she bought him those silly speedos, and the reason she snuck from her bed the night before and nursed on her son's manhood. Jessica looked toward the end of the bed where Jason still stood. His dick was jumping independently of his body. It looked like an excited puppy anxious for attention.
It wanted to play and she was going to play with it.
Oh, how she was going to play with it.
She motioned for Jason to join her on the bed with a single finger and whispered breathily, "Come and get it, stud."
Jason immediately hopped onto the mattress and crawled between his mother's outstretched legs. The moment he arrived she wrapped her arms around him and pulled him close. His body folded into hers and his mouth latched instantly to one of her nipples.
"Oh yes, baby. That's it. Suck on mommy's tit."
She could feel the smooth helmet of his cock pressing at the walls of her box. Jason's hips moved forward ever so slightly and his spear began to spread her lips. When he moved his hips again, it sliced its way inside.
Jessica buried her head in the neck of her sexy teenage son. She moaned into his flesh and inhaled his musk. "That's it. Oh, yes. Keep going, baby. Ohhhh god yeeessss. You're right where you belong....right where mommy needs you."
Jason's cock was in heaven. Even the slightest of movement offered new worlds of pleasure. His mother's cunt was hugging his dick, tugging and pulling in perfect sync with his forward progress. Her legs lifted up and coiled around his back. Her heels dug into the meat of his ass and implored him forward. In no time at all he was buried to the hilt in her motherly goodness – balls deep in the place from whence he came.
Jessica clawed at his back and sucked on the nape of his neck. She ground her hips into the fantastic phallus buried so deep inside her. Her son's cock was touching areas that had remained untouched until that very moment.
Instinctively, she began to grind her hips into this magnificent pleasure tool. "Go now. Do it, baby. Do it! Oh, god, do it! Fuck me hard!"
Again Jason did as instructed. His hips began to fire like a well-oiled piston. His cock was sliding in and out of her hole at an amazing pace, his balls beating against the door to her ass with every stroke.
Within seconds, Jessica's midsection was on fire. An orgasm was building already. Her amazing son was giving her the fucking of her life and she was simply holding on. He was a bucking bronco. He was an amusement park ride. "Oh yes! Oh yesbabyyes! Fuck me hard! Fuck your mother hard! Make me come, Jason! Makemecome!"
Her orgasm hit her like a tidal wave. Her fingers dug so deeply into Jason's back that she drew blood. Her scream was so loud the neighbors and the neighbor's neighbors could most likely hear.
Though it all, Jason never stopped. He never even rested. Even as the walls of his mothers incredible pussy pulled and tugged and throbbed around him, his hips continued to pound and his dick continued to saw.
Jessica was mumbling incoherently below Jason's sweat-drenched flesh. She was holding onto the young fuck machine on top of her for dear life. Her brain was a mess of firing lights and orgasmic bliss. Her pussy was drenched and the bed sheets beneath her soaked. The headboard was beating against the wall repeatedly, shaking the room and knocking pictures from the wall.
For five minutes Jason continued his assault and at the six-minute mark Jessica was hit with another orgasm.
There was another after that – when fifteen minutes rolled around - and another at twenty.
Eventually the sensations became too much for the boy to handle. He was doing his best to impress his mother, but he could only take so much. "Oh, mom. Oh, I think I'm going to cum. I'm goingtocum!"
Jessica's legs tightened around her son's midsection. She wanted his cum inside her. She wanted to feel it spurt and coat the sopping walls of pussy. "Do it! Cum inside me, baby! Cum inside momma!"
"Oh god, yessssssssss!" Jason body tightened and his words twisted into something primal and nonsensical. His hips shot forward and his bloated cock spear buried itself as deep as it could into his mother's amazing love tunnel.
As Jason's body jerked and fired, Jessica could almost feel his dick spitting inside her. It felt bigger than ever. It had expanded even further and in doing so it was stretching her to her absolute limits. It was amazing – the most amazing sensation she'd ever experienced from the most amazing cock she'd ever had stuffed inside her. Her hands reached down and cupped his powerful ass, squeezing and kneading the tight teen flesh while holding him in place.
She didn't want him to move. She wanted him to remain there forever, buried in her warmth and writhing in orgasmic ecstasy.
Soaked in sweat and out of breath, Jason's eventually cock slipped from his mother's womb. There was an audible, wet pop as her pussy instinctively attempted to keep the wonderful phallic invader from backing away. Jason rolled to his side and collapsed onto his back. Jessica immediately rolled beside him and laid her head on his heaving chest. Her body felt like a cauldron. She could hardly breathe. Her tongue playfully licked his nipple once and she closed her eyes.
"Oh wow." Jason whispered breathily, his eyes shut as well.
Jessica chuckled softly with contentment.
When she opened her eyes again, she was staring at the biggest, wettest slab of cock she'd ever seen. It was half hard – still twitching and glistening in the light of the day. Her fingers walked softly across the stomach of her son and wrapped themselves around the fantastic hunk of teenage meat.
With it firmly in her grasp once more, she began to stroke.
"Already, mom?"
Jessica smiled and licked her lips. "I told you that you were in for a loooonnng day, didn't I?"
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