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Every morning I cleared my son’s laundry into the laundry basket. My son was 19 years old at the time and grew up with me. At some point then I had sexual thoughts about him.
I myself had just turned 47 and the time had left its traces on my body. Hangen my tits and my butt could be compared with a brewery horse. I felt old and when I saw my son against it when he came out of the shower with a naked torso, then I was sometimes really jealous. I could have changed it, but I went to work and when I came home in the evening, I was really up.
Daniel was as 19 and in his flower period. Whether computer or cell phone, whether DVBT or no idea what everything, he knew about it. I was proud of him, he looked good, was popular and he was also good at school.
I was pretty happy at the time when I saw his first ejaculation on the bed sheet, a stage brought back to the big stage.
From then on, he often came home with girls, never went back then, I had my hand on it, but I caught my way to hear in the hope of hearing clear noises in the hope. Then when I was alone in my bed and I played with myself, dreams shot my head from my son, at first I was scared about it, but now I felt nothing bad, after all it was just thought. The more I thought of my son, while I did it, the dirty the thoughts were, the more dirty.
I myself grew up with the computer and when I had the opportunity, I was on the net myself and looked at one or the other porn site and enjoyed it when the cunt juice shot me.
I also discovered Pee, I then put myself in the bathtub and pissed off. Sometimes I even left a pair of pants, or a dress or something, I found it wonderful. I even had a date with a man who also liked pee, but that was a long time ago and so I only dreamed of it or pissed myself. But I would never drink that stuff or anything.
Since the birth of my son I haven’t gone to a relationship, I didn’t want to. I was free in my actions and in my thinking and such a man as I would have liked to have, somehow there wasn’t. So I spent my time with dreams of really horny dirty orgies, or sex with women, or from my son, sometimes also from my uncle or that my son would have sex with my grandfather. Yes really dirty dirty thoughts, they horny.
But it was just thoughts that I didn’t tell anyone until the day when my son got my life even more than as usual.
I put his things into the washing machine again and got a wet boxer shortage. “Ooops” I thought, “what did he do with it?“It was clatter and dripped. I smelled on it and took the smell of Piss.
I put on and in my head it rattled like crazy. I threw the washing machine on and never decided to say anything. Now that the housework was done, I sat down on my computer. I still needed the shorts in my head now that should distract me.
I wanted to call my specific page when I noticed that something was different. My chronicle was confused. I saw that a page was called that I didn’t even know. I clicked on this.
A page opens over incest And other fetishes. I was very impressed, but I was amazed at who would have called this page. I wasn’t, it was Daniel? No, that can’t be, apart from that, he had his own computer, why should he go to mine?
I decided to get his computer up. I had administrator rights and logged in.
In his chronicle there were even more sides listed, mainly with inbreeding. If Father With son, with daughter or anything, it was hard videos, without violence, but as dirty as I dreamed of it.
I quickly drove down his computer and had to collect myself first.
I was pretty messed up and more likely decided Quitting time close.
Daniel hadn’t expected that and I stood in the hallway with a coat, with a look directly into my room. He stood in front of my bed and I saw how he was in one of my panties. His sperm syringe out and drops of it also fell on my bed. His face was distorted to a grimace with lust and sweat was on his forehead.
I was frozen, but I noticed how my cunt juice swelled out of my cunt. Daniel turned and saw me. He was actually more shocked than me, but he found the language again first. “Oh hello mom, he said, I’m sorry, I uh, shit.”
I took off my coat and first had to swallow.
What should I say? Again I turned to him and then said, “mmhhh honey, it’s not bad what you are doing, but please clear my stuff away”. I went into the kitchen and took a deep breath. The pictures saw you before, had burned themselves in my brain, I would have loved to jump to my son and have been bought at me, but I didn’t dare. Daniel stood in the kitchen door and looked at me.
His dick was still from the opening of his boxer shorts and magically attracted my gaze. “Well the tail Haste from your father, that is clear and the sex with him was really cool back then “” Mama uh I wanted to tell you that I was on your computer, I had to look up and ….“I raised my hand, I didn’t care. He shouldn’t talk anymore, he should touch me, finger me, lick me, but I wasn’t allowed to show him that I wanted him.
Daniel says nothing, he just looked at me.
He is really no longer a child and through his experiences with women, he was probably able to assess my behavior very well, because he said: “Mom, I’m somehow not finished, I would have more cream and I knowYou like cream, ”he grinned me outrageously. I wanted to scold, but his gaze was like a dachshund and this cock, the half -rifle still hung out of my pants, I made even more nervous. I couldn’t look him in the eye, he had guessed what I wanted. But unfortunately he knew that way, because he came up to me.
My gaze is still on his bobbing cock, I was expecting him. Suddenly he paused, took his cock in his hand and “aimed” at me. Then, suddenly, the golden water came out of his red acorn. My own son pissed me off.
He stood in front of me with your eyes closed and I felt the hot piss on my legs. My jeans dyed dark and I was fascinated to look at that.
“Please mom, make him, please,” my son bended me. I reached, my memories when I still had active sex came back, they tore me under the spell and I worked on my son’s dick like never before.
His cock was almost steep and hard to his navel. I gave up my instinct and crouched. I advised the glans with spit, gently gently gave the smooth skin with my tip of the tongue. I heard my son groaned.
He put his hands on my head and tenderly fucked my mouth. I got up, he looked at me and his lips came very close to mine. He kissed me, my blood rustled, I just noticed him. His stiff tail pressed against my lap and I prayed internally that he would finally fuck me.His hands touched my tits, who immediately set up steeply.
One hand drove down on my side and he grabbed me very hard, I didn’t find it uncomfortable and that surprised myself very much.
“Oh Daniel, I want you” I whispered to him. With a ease he raised me and carried me into the bedroom. There he threw me on the bed and began to take me out.
His head disappeared into my lap and I felt his tongue on my cunt. He licked the clit and kissed my charm. He split his lips with his finger, he bathed him in my cunt juice around him, I shook and moaned. He lay down on me and grabbed my tits hard here too, so I had never experienced it, I liked it, he bit me in my warts and rubbed my cunt.
“Mom you horny sow, I know what you want. You love piss, sperm and horny words. I want that too, I love to see you when you do it yourself, I love to see how you were in the bathtub to piss yourself and how you satisfied yourself afterwards. Wonderful sight, I often had jerk off so torn and my desire to fuck you was getting stronger.
I find so horny to be able to lick your cunt “
I was completely intoxicated. My son fucked me hard and wildly and it had always been his wish. I didn’t think about where he knew I was on piss and why he knew I knew it under the shower made, I only enjoyed the condition in which we were and rejected all negative feelings. “I’ve wanted you for a long time,” I pressed out: “Finally fuck me, I want to feel you” came from me and then he penetrated into me.
The air remained away and he also breathed a deep breath. “Ohhhh ohhh Jaaaa Ohh” came from him and then he pushed even harder.
I had never felt as much lust as at that moment. For me, Daniel was not my son, no he was my fucking machine that was concerned with me.
I screamed, groaned, threw me back and forth, he followed me and I felt his tongue, his hands all over my body. My heart hunted and I noticed how a gigantic orgasm hunted in giant waves. Also Daniel groaned “Oh I’ll come, I give you everything, I hunt my whole sperm into your horny pussy, come to me how well it does to you” he screamed at me. I stuttered: “Yes, make, deeper, faster, now, come Jaaaaaa”
Then the time came.
I trembled and my son also came. We were sweaty and breathed quickly. “Oh please” I thought “Never stop this horny feeling”. Daniel pumped on, I noticed how his sperm clapped into my pussy, I felt how it was partly running out again.
I noticed how slippery it was and that horny me even more. Daniel was still fucking me and he too was completely of his senses.
Wet and smeared with sperm and cunt juice, my son and I were in bed. Tired, with your eyes closed and heavy breathing we cuddled into each other.
“Daniel, it was beautiful, I don’t know what to say,” Daniel kissed me and then said: “Mom, with you it was the hottest sex, we keep that at, I promise you” and then he kissed me.
Shortly afterwards he met a young woman, today she is my daughter -in -law and I’m still a grandma. Susann is sexually pretty open -minded and it didn’t take long for her to realize that you not only necessarily sex with the son of the Mother can have, but also with the mother himself.
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