MILF, TABOO, MOMMY ROLEPLAY
My hands slid down, under my dress, between my legs. He was watching me… but I couldn’t push out the fantasies… the memories. There was no way I’d tell my husband what happened. He wouldn’t understand. He couldn’t. It’s been months since I’ve seen him, or anyone for that matter. Except for my darling boy. Just the two of us, locked under one roof together. And we’ve grown so close… so very close. But my husband can never know… just how close.
It was so gradual… so natural. So inevitable. That my *son* would see his *mother* like that… want me in such forbidden ways. He couldn’t take his eyes off my barely clothed, oiled body. And when his hands rubbed against my skin… I craved more. I needed his touch… his heat… I needed him to need me. No matter how much I struggled against my own attraction, I only wanted my *son* that much more. To feel him give in to the same urges… and push himself against me… push himself hard, throbbing… INSIDE of me.
TABOO, MASSAGE, VIRTUAL SEX, SHOWER SCENES, MASTURBATION, HAIR CUTTING
You’ve wanted your mother for a long time. Watching her in the shower, going through her panty drawer… it wasn’t enough. You needed more. You needed her hands on you, wanting you, stroking you, taking you inside of her.
The hair from her brush was all they required. The perfect mother, everything you loved and lusted for… embodied in an obedient robotic unit. A copy of your own mother. With additional enhancements of course, as specified. Heightened libido, eager compliance, inherent need to please… and keep her owner drained of cum. At all times.
You woke up, her warm hands pushed gently against your chest, her large breasts pressed together in a tight bra, inches from your face. Her voice was sweet, loving, seductive. She wanted to be *with* you… *with* her boy… right now.
It was your mother… on her knees… her wet lips wrapped around your throbbing cock. Sucking. Was this a dream? It couldn’t be *her*. And before you knew it, your hot cum was pumping into her tight, pulsating throat.
This was… your new mommy bot. You didn’t realize she would be so… real. You could hardly tell the difference between her and your own mother. Until she insisted on showing you all of her programmed capabilities… and all of her physical characteristics. You couldn’t believe it. No more fantasizing about it… you would finally be able to fuck your mother… and she’d never even know it.
TABOO, ROBOTS, FEMALE TRAINING, WOMAN FOLLOWING ORDERS, VIRTUAL SEX, BLOW JOB
I woke up between my son’s legs with his cock in my mouth?? I must have been so tired after- Oh dear, how could I admit what I did to him?? He needed me so badly that night… Moaning in his room all alone, dreaming… Stroking his cock so furiously I just had to stop him! But as soon as I tried, he clamped his hands around mine right against his throbbing cock!! My son… he made me finish him all over my breasts. I couldn’t stop it!
And every night since then… well, what kind of mother would I be if I didn’t take care of him?? How could I say no… especially when he pushed my head down onto his shaft. But was he dreaming about me?? Did he actually imagine cumming deep inside of his mother’s throat every night?
He had to know exactly what he made me do in his dreams… what he needed my body for. I squeezed his cock. My lips parted and took his swollen head into my mouth. My pussy quivered in anticipation… I wanted to taste his cum again, to reach between my legs as his drained cock and balls rest in my mouth… to rub my pussy with him in me still.
A mother shouldn’t encourage her son like this… a mother shouldn’t enjoy her son like this. But… I needed to know… was it me he was fantasizing about all of those nights? Was he dreaming still… even now? His cock stiffened again… he groped my breasts… threw me down onto the bed… groped my big ass… tasted me. This is what he wanted… this is what he always dreamt about. Fucking his mother’s wet pussy.
BLOW JOBS, MILF, POV SEX, CUM IN MOUTH, BIG BUTTS, MASTURBATION
You couldn’t leave your mother alone on Halloween, no matter how much she tried to rush you out of the house to party with your friends. She wouldn’t know what to do with herself… not without you there with her. You were always there, you made sure of it.
How could she resist snuggling up with her son, watching a scary movie tonight? Your mother was such a wimp, it’d be fun to watch her squirm. More than fun… more than you could have ever hoped. She could barely make it through the intro credits without squealing, pressing her soft breasts together in that sheer, lacy gown. You couldn’t stop staring at her nipples eager to pop out over her top.
Before long, your mother was clinging to you, her warm body against yours. She heaved in fear, giggling as she apologized for grabbing you close. But that was the only way she could watch the movie… and you wouldn’t argue with that. Her breath was hot on your skin, her plump nipples finally exposed, your mother none the wiser. She pleaded for her son’s arms around her, your hands pulling her closer.
You touched her legs… rubbed them reassuringly… lovingly… sensually. She couldn’t stop herself. Her hips moved rhythmically against your palms. She wanted you, even though she tried not to. Your mother moaned. It made you hard. She pinched her nipple. You wanted her to grab your cock. She inched her lacy hem up around her waist to reveal a bare pussy. Her hand inched down… and squeezed your stiff shaft. She wanted it between her legs… rubbing, pumping against her wet, naked pussy. But you would give her more than that. So much more.
TABOO, MILF, VOYEUR, MOMMAS BOY, BIG TITS, VIRTUAL SEX
Did it happen because of the game… or the drinks? If I hadn’t paraded around the hotel room in those lacy pantyhose and that tight, revealing top in the first place… if I hadn’t acted like such a slut, maybe my brother wouldn’t have wanted me so badly.
I just wanted to have some fun. We were stuck in that hotel room all night, what were we supposed to do? Just a harmless game of truth or drink to help loosen my goody-two-shoes brother up a bit. Maybe I wanted to watch him squirm, get a rise out of him. A BIG rise…
I knew my brother watched me in the shower at home, I knew what he thought about when he stroked his cock. Now he was stuck in a game and could only answer honestly… or drink. Either way, I knew he wanted his sister.
But I wasn’t ready for the way it made ME feel… to hear my brother say those things out loud. I liked it. It turned me on. And before I knew it, the real game was on. My brother turned the tables… truth or dare. It was so easy for him. I was a virgin after all, he knew I wanted his cock… to see it, to touch it, to… masturbate to it… bare, erect, right in my face. My brother knew I would do what he asked just to watch him play with his stiff cock… even pull my massive, creamy tits out.
I couldn’t resist. I was so desperate. I HAD to taste it, feel it swollen and hot in my mouth. It was the only way I could fulfill his dare… to orgasm then and there. I just… wanted it SO much… but he was my brother. It was wrong… we shouldn’t have… I shouldn’t have dared him… I couldn’t help it, I wanted it so badly. For him to cum deep into my pussy. A dare’s a dare… right?
TABOO, VIRTUAL SEX, COCK TEASE, GAMES, BIG TITS, VIBRATOR
Honey! You can’t just barge in on me in the bridal suite when I’m getting dressed. Oh, I suppose the son of the bride can have special privileges. Wasn’t the wedding just perfect?? And you looked so… grown up, walking me down the aisle.
What’s wrong? Oh honey… I’m getting ready to go on my honeymoon. I have to leave. I know it’s always been just you and me… But things will have to change. Well, you shouldn’t see me like this anymore… wearing close to nothing. It’s… well, your new father… he doesn’t like it when I walk around the house naked, with you there.
No, honey he’s not trying to tear us apart… nothing could. I love you more than anything… it’s just… I think he’s jealous… of you sweetheart. Of what we have. I probably shouldn’t say this, it’s probably just the champagne talking, but… if we weren’t related… I would marry you instead. You’re so handsome. You’ve turned into such a man…
Honey, no. You shouldn’t touch me there. Oh… I shouldn’t have let you see your own mother naked all of those years. I didn’t think… ohhh… I didn’t think about what my body would do to you. Aren’t there girls your age for you to… to… Ohhh, honey… I’m your mother! Yes, I love you, I do. But he’s waiting for me. What if he comes in… what if he sees us together. I… we… Ohhhhh… yes, I love it. I want it. Honey, you have to PROMISE never to tell anyone what I did with my own son… on my wedding night.
TABOO, WEDDING FETISH, VIRTUAL SEX, MOMMAS BOY, MILF, LINGERIE
You watched your mother through the door pulling her white, lace stockings up over her big ass as she talked to herself. You couldn’t believe it. Your own mother… was giving her body over to your bully every week to keep him from picking on you. To use however he wanted. She slipped into a loose blouse, her massive breasts bouncing against the lace. You could even see her big nipples through the fabric. Did he make her wear that??
You demanded she tell you everything – no matter how much she squirmed in reluctance, trying to keep her son from knowing the dirty, desperate things she did with her body… for you. But you deserved to know. You needed to hear your mother describe exactly what he did to her… how she let him use her. And how much she LIKED it.
You deserved more… it was only fair. You were her son. She loved you more than anything… and wanted you to know it. To feel it. All of her sweet love wrapped around your cock… deep in her pussy.
TABOO, MILF, CUCKOLDING, BIG TITS, MOMMAS BOY, CONFESSIONS
I knew it would take something special to motivate my son to get better grades. Nothing really worked, not like this did. All I had to offer was… oh dear. I couldn’t believe he would ever want this… want me… dressed in slutty red lingerie, for him. But what kind of mother would I be if I backed out now… I would have to let my son do anything he wanted to me. Just like I promised.
But I couldn’t believe my eyes when he took the camera out. Was he really planning on recording me like this… us together doing unspeakable things? My son wanted to make his own mother into his personal porn star! I shouldn’t have liked the idea but… I did. The moment he told me to sit down on the bed and show my body for the camera, I wanted him to see me. I wanted him to want me. I did everything my son wanted – my fingers obediently slid down to my pussy, under the panties… into my wet slit.
Did he really want me to cum for him… right here, right now? But the only way I could orgasm is if I looked at a cock while I touched myself… and, oh dear… before I knew it my son whipped it out! And it was SO HARD!! For… me. He thought his own mother was sexy. I was so flattered, so ready to give him anything he wanted… and his big cock was just waiting for me… for my lips. There would be no taking this back… once my son and I did this… once I lowered my warm mouth onto his cock… and made him cum.
TABOO, BLOW JOBS, LINGERIE, CUM SWALLOWERS, MASTURBATION, MILF
You had never seen your mother act this way before. Dress this way. Or… speak this way. Like a slut. You watched her prepare for her date through the door, snapping a garter into place while she talked to the other man on the phone. He asked her to slip her hand down into her panties… no, the panties HE made her wear. She moaned like you had never heard, and began rubbing her pussy furiously. She barely said it through gasps of pleasure, but you could make it out. She was ‘his little cock sucking slut.’ And… did she just cum?? For him?! It made you furious… even jealous. She was YOUR mother, she belonged to you. Not him.
Just as she hung up and tossed the phone aside, it slid off the bed behind the headboard. Your mother hurriedly reached through the wood slats to retrieve it and her lacy sleeve snagged and caught on a nail. She struggled to free herself, her massive ass bouncing in the air as she fretted about being late. Your mother realized she would need her son to come free her. She desperately pulled her tight skirt down around her round booty, attempting to hide the slutty lingerie. She had no idea you had been watching the entire time. Or that you were feeding the deep jealousy, letting it swell, and grow into… lust.
You actually enjoyed watching her struggle in front of you, trying to understand why her own son wouldn’t help free her arm. But the more she wiggled on the bed, the higher up her skirt pulled up over her ass. You made her admit to everything… the real reason she was going out that night… the reason she was dressed like a slut… and what she wanted to DO with that man. Your mother was at your mercy. You could do ANYTHING you wanted to her curvy body.
You pulled the skirt down around her wide hips, and pushed her blouse up over her juicy tits. Your mother gasped, shocked by her son’s behavior… and his desires. You grabbed and groped her creamy ass cheeks, and she protested. At first. But you knew what she was, what she wanted. A big, fat cock in her mouth to suck on. And you would be the one to give it to her.
TABOO, MILF, ASS FETISH, MOMMAS BOY, STRUGGLING, VIRTUAL SEX