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It had been just over six months since Susan and Michael had attended the funeral of her ex-husband and Michael’s father, Robert. It was not a particularly sad affair as far as Susan was concerned she had been divorced for seven years now. At first, she had no intention of attending but thought better of it for her son’s sake.
Susan and Michael’s father had only been married just over 18 months when she had caught him playing around with another woman.
Of course, he came out with all the apologies and the promises that he would never do it again, and she was the only one he loved, etc. etc. This time she was prepared to forgive him for the sake of their marriage and their baby boy.
Although in her heart, she suspected that this wasn’t the first affair. But only the first time that Robert had been caught fucking about.
As she was only twenty, she was naïve enough to believe he meant what he said. Being so young and with a baby son coming up two-years-old she thought she had little choice.
Over the next ten years, however, she came to accept that her no-good husband was a womanizer and philanderer and would never be able to keep his dick in his pants.
On the plus side, he was never violent, and he was a generous provider. He never bothered her much sexually, which was a good thing in one way and country to what he believed he wasn’t’ the great lover he thought he was. Their lovemaking always left Susan unfulfilled, and with an itch, she couldn’t scratch.
However, It came to a head when he had humiliated her in front of all her workmates and friends. She never knew whether it was intentional or not, but that didn’t matter; he was seen by Susan and her colleges outside their office kissing and necking with another woman.
It was the straw that broke the camel’s back. Susan left work there and then went home called a locksmith, with all the locks changed, her husband’s belongings were dumped outside on the lawn in plastic bags.
She refused to speak to him again in person; the only contact was through her solicitor. He agreed to keep up the mortgage payments so Susan and Michael could continue to live in the house, which he had transferred into her name. He also agreed to a generous maintenance payment for his son. To his credit, he never defaulted on either.
Susan always thought that Matthew dealt well with their separation and subsequent divorce considering his tender years. Although he had a good relationship with his father, he was much closer to her, and there didn’t seem to be any real abandonment issues that she might have expected in a lad of his age.
Her ex-husband had died in a car crash; mercifully, no one else was involved. Robert had just been driving too fast, lost control of the car and crashed into a tree and was killed outright.
Although his current wife inherited all of his substantial business assets, whether it was by accident or design, Robert had continued the premiums on quite a significant life policy, payable to Susan that he had taken out when they were together. Susan wanted to believe it was by design; either way, it was to Susan good fortune.
Three or four weeks after the funeral, Michael was still very quiet and withdrawn, which was a bit of a surprise as he had dealt so well with his parent’s separation. Worried that this might have a lasting effect on Matthew, Susan sought advice as to what she might do to help her son at this point in his life.
The primary advice that she received from all quarters was she should talk to Matthew about his feelings let him know she was there for him.
At 18, it was such a vulnerable age she was told no longer a boy but not yet a fully grown man. He would not be sure enough of himself to bare his soul to anyone, so she would have to be proactive in finding out what his worries and anxieties were, and then talk them through with him.
The last thing she wanted was even to suggest any formal counselling or therapy as Michael may construe that his mother thought he was ill.
So over the next two or three months, mother and son became almost inseparable, her listening attentively to any little problem that Michael may have real or imaginary and treat them both with the same respect.
Sometimes they would talk late into the evening; it wasn’t uncommon to finish one of their marathon chats with a cuddle and a gentle motherly kiss.
One evening when Matthew had been down in the dumps, she had kissed the tears away from his eyes and then gently kissed him on the lips; this seemed to set the pattern for all future discourse.
As the weeks went on the Michael might stay in his mother’s arms all evening Susan was happy with this it was nice to have a pair of strong arms wrapped around her which made her feel special again. As the weeks went by, Michael became a lot more open and relaxed; she was sure this approach was helping her son to get over the trauma of losing his father.
Susan found herself looking forward more and more to the time they spent together. Should she beylikdüzü anal yapan escort have picked up the way his hand would sometimes accidentally brush her breast, and, a kiss on her lips would last just a little bit longer than it should.
But these are only trifles as far as she was concerned. One evening Michael did put his hand d on her right breast and give it a gentle squeeze. This sent a tingle through her whole body that bothered Susan a little. However, this could not be put down as an accident, Susan didn’t scold him; she just looked at him and gently took his hand away and put in his lap.
Sometimes they could sit cuddled together on the settee saying very little or nothing at all. It was during one of these gentle sessions has Susan liked to think of them. She asked herself whether their relationship was going in the right direction? The last thing she wanted, however, was to give Michel rejection issues as well. She was resolved to continue as long as her boy needed her.
She was confident that she would be able to control all eventualities tactfully. At this point, she was brought swiftly back to the here and now! It was not her imagination because as she looked down, Michael had put his hand on her knee and was slowly pushing it up her skirt.
She froze not sure what to do; in the absence of any rebuke her son moved his hand a little higher, she looked across to Michael intending to tell him that his actions were not appropriate. As she looked up to speak, Michael placed his lips on hers and invaded her mouth with his tongue.
As wrong as it was Susan still unsure how to react, her emotions were confused. She knew that she should scream no-no-no, but it had been such a long while since anyone had kissed her so passionately, as much as this emotionally deprived mother knew that she should fight it, the instinct to kiss her son back was overpowering.
The hand that only a few seconds ago was on her knee was now caressing the bare flesh above Susan’s stockings, she now just had moments to retrieve the situation. Still, she hesitated, and the moment had gone as Michael’s hand was now gently rubbing her panty covered pussy.
Her feeble effort to reprimand her son only came out as a soft moan into his ever-attentive mouth, taking this as a sign of encouragement Michael continued to caress his mother’s vulva sensitively.
Not taking his lips from hers, he gently slid his hand between them and unbuttoned her blouse to reveal her beautiful breasts. By now, Susan utterly lost in a sea of wonderment. Her son’s seduction technique was now leading to the sacred world of sensual love and Sex.
Where did he learn to be such a caring and gentle lover, how did he know that a more forceful approach would have no doubt ended in disaster?
Susan was on fire due to the unrelenting attention that her womanhood had received from those delicate fingers. The crotch of her panties was now soaking wet. Her breasts that had been pulled from her bra now tingled with desire and passion, and her aroused nipples were like two brown pebbles.
Not only did she know that it was too late to stop, she knew that she did not want it to end; the wanton desire for Sex had overtaken her.
She ran a hand down Michael’s front and could not believe the hardness or the size of her young son’s penis.
Taking hold of the waistband of his track suite quite firmly, she endeavoured to pull his bottoms down Michael raised his backside momentarily to help, with no underwear on his lower half was soon naked and exposed.
With barely a pause, Susan raised a hand to take hold of her son’s beautiful phallus. Michael realized that his mother was now an equal partner in the seduction, and he reluctantly released her lips and laid his head on the back of the sofa. The pleasure he was receiving from having his engorged cock so skilfully stroked by his mum was or-some.
Susan looked down at the beautiful love stick that she held in her hand and was amazed at the primal power that it was having on her, at least 7inches in length, and with a circumference of some 3 inches, she was powerless to resist.
Without hesitation, she lowered her face and engulfed the whole of the engorged head of her son’s cock. She heard with pleasure the sharp intake of breath from her teenage boy. So maybe he wasn’t as experienced as she had first thought. Perhaps all his learning came from the Internet she desperately hoped so, she so much wanted to be his first woman.
Not wanting to lose contact, they both shed the rest of their clothes; at this point, Susan was probably the senior partner and took control. Once more, lowering her beautiful face and mouth and engulfing her son’s cock. With one hand rubbing his magnificent organ up and down while the other gently caressed his balls, she was leading him to a climax and ejaculation like he will have never known in his young life.
Michael was enjoying this new experience so much he wanted it last forever, beylikdüzü balıketli escort but as his mother’s silky lips slid up and down his engorged cock, he knew that he could not take this pleasure much longer. Not sure what to do as release approached, he mumbled, “I’m about to cum,” The only reply received was a kind of mewing sound.
Five seconds later, it happened neither he or Susan were prepared for the force of the ejaculation. Michael just felt his seed rising at a hundred miles an hour. Susan felt Michael stiffen momentarily, and then it happened. With the power that she never thought possible, her lovely son was pumping his viral seed into her wanton mouth — struggling to swallow at first due to the force and volume of his ejaculation. Susan adjusted quickly; she was soon enjoying rope after rope of delectable pearl drops that were cascading into her mouth and down her throat.
When the last salvo had been fired she sighed with contentment, looking up at her beautiful boy, she licked her lips and smiled as he lay with his head back and his eyes closed she gently kissed her way back up his statuesque young body to his lips.
From when Michael had first placed his hand on his mother’s knee to the eruption that he had just experienced, neither had spoken a word he now opened his eyes and looked at his mother’s sweet face.
Susan realized that she was now in full control, and whatever happened next would be down to her. She was aware that a young man could recover quickly and be ready to go again within minutes; however, she wanted the situation to last as long as possible, so she must set the pace.
Taking Michael by the hand, she led him to the big bearskin rug that lay in front of the fireplace. Not sure what was expected of him, he did as he was bid and lay down on the carpet. Susan looked down at him lovingly and want-tingly, placing her knees on either side of his head; she lowered her wanton neatly trimmed pussy onto her loving son’s lips.
Having never done this before, Michael could only rely on what he had read in the sex stories on the Internet. By instinct, he drew his tongue the full length of his mum’s virginal lips, which sent an electric shock coursing through the whole of Susan’s body. He did it again and again before parting the petals of her love canal and inserting his tongue in as far as he could.
It was Susan that now had to have a sharp intake of breath as long-forgotten feelings ignited her Sex. She ground her long-neglected cunt onto her son’s mouth. He swirled his tongue round and round in and out, sending his mother wild. He then found her clitoris, which he bit very gently and sucked on like an engorged nipple.
How on earth could someone as young as her beautiful 18-year son be so expert in satisfying a grown woman’s needs, she thought. In all the years that she had known her useless husband, he had never given her one ounce of the satisfaction she was now receiving from their offspring?
Moving gently back and forwards like the pendulum of a grandfather clock, she could feel her orgasm rising and rising. When it arrived, it was with the force of a nuclear explosion. Never before had she experienced anything like this or anywhere near.
Her body shook with the force of its own, there were flashing lights bursting in her brain and a rushing sound in her ears like the sound of an express train,” more more,” she screamed in wanton lust as she bore down on her son’s willing mouth,
“eat your mother’s cunt drink my come,” she screamed.
As she came down from the height of ecstasy, she placed her hands onto the floor to stop her from falling over. It was a revelation to her that, for the first time in her life, she had experienced a real orgasm. She was also intent at as long as her son desired it; this would not be the last orgasm of this magnitude that she would enjoy.
Lying side-by-side in each other’s arms, they kissed and stroked each other’s bodies; it was evident from the hardness of Michael’s shaft he was ready the main event. Susan pulled a cushion from one of the chairs and slid it under her backside to give him a better angle of entree, opening her legs she invited her would-be lover to get in between her glorious thighs.
Not letting him enter straight away, she looked into his eyes and said.
“Are you sure this is what you want because once we have been here, there will be no turning back things will never be the same again you do realize this?”
At this point, Michael would have agreed to sell his soul to the devil if it meant he could slip his cock into his mother’s love tunnel, but he said nothing and just nodded enthusiastically.
Susan’s hand slid in between them positioned Michael’s phallus at the forbidden entrance, with one slick but gentle thrust he had entered his mum up to the hilt his whole 7 + inches was now embedded in his mother’s Virginia.
The descriptions in the stories he’d read, the times he had masturbated imagining this moment, beylikdüzü bayan arkadaş did not come close to what he was feeling now. For her part, Susan had never felt so full in her life.
She was so well lubricated before her son had entered the place that should have been denied him at whatever cost; it had allowed her to savour his entrance in one majestic movement.
They remained motionless for a second or two, then Michael started to withdraw to the very lips of her womanhood before he thrust back in again up to the hilt. He had only done this three or four times before Susan experienced the first of several orgasms that she was going to receive from her loving boy.
Michael increased the rhythm of his fucking but not to a manic pitch as he wanted the experience to last, plus his mother’s request to be gentle as it had been a long while since she’d had been fucked by anyone and never with man meat the size of his.
As the tempo rose, Susan met Michael thrust for thrust, and the orgasms just kept coming and coming pushing her towards the edge of delirium. Michael upped the pace again, and Susan responded likewise she knew that he could not last much longer, and she so much wanted to orgasm at the same time as her boy, so she urged him on, by shouting.
“That’s it, sweetheart, fuck your mother hard, fill her with your virile come!”
Never having heard his sweet mother use such profane language it seemed to flick a switch in Michael’s groin in no time at all he felt tingling in his balls, and he knew his seed was rising, Susan knew this as well and urged him on with
“Fuck your mother’s cunt fuck me hard, make me your bitch make me your cum slave.”
On the point of ejaculating, Michael thought to pull out Susan, realizing this she clamped her legs tightly across his arse and whispered in his ear.
“Oh no, you don’t, you little mother Fucker.”
With that, his cock twitched, and he started to spew rope after rope of his baby, making juice into his mother’s fertile cunt. When his mother had sucked him off, he thought then that must be the maximum you could ever ejaculate at one time, but it wasn’t in the same league as the orgasm he was now experiencing.
With his mother’s virginal walls holding him like a vice every time they contracted, they would squeeze another rope of spunk out of his compliant prick. The volume of boy sperm that he had shot into his mother’s unprotected vagina was so high; it was running out of her cunt and down the crack of her arse.
Susan could feel the spunk being blasted into her fertile love tunnel blast after blast after blast; she could also hear herself screaming out obscenities to urge her partner on,
“Fuck your mother, sweetheart, fill me with your spunk, knock me up, you dirty little bastard.”
Then her orgasm hit, it was like the first one she’d had, but twice as strong the feeling of release was so powerful that every muscle in her body seemed to be charged with electricity. She held on as long as she could to savour the sensation.
With her cum squeezing passed Michael s magnificent cock coating his balls and mixing with his spunk, the combination of which ran done her arse crack and forming a small puddle on the bearskin rug she momentarily passed out.
Michael’s semi-hard cock still nestled deep inside his mother’s warm and loving cunt. Susan’s ankles remained locked around his arse as she had no intention of letting him go.
As they lay there kissing, Susan would flex her love muscles, which in turn would make Matthews prick twitch. She knew the effect this would have on her darling boy, and soon his magnificent cock started to react to her administrations. She had never felt so lewd and wanton in her life,
She wasn’t some teenager who would complain that her cunt was sore after one good fuck this mother had been without Sex for so long if she was fucked to the point where it was not possible to walk, she didn’t care.
In no time at all, she felt as if cunt had been impaled so hard was her beautiful boy. She knew that this would be the most extended fuck yet as he had reached his peak twice already but had no doubts in his ability to complete the job he’d started, and she met him thrust for thrust.
They had been riding this roller-coaster of lust for almost 15 minutes when Susan picked up the signs that he was soon going to give her another hefty dose of baby batter, she locked her heels behind his back again urging him on with profanity after profanity,
“That’s right sweetheart fuck your mother hard, fill your mother with your sweet virile cum; I am your cum slut you can fuck me whenever you want, my cunt belongs to you.”
This time Michael came first, and Susan was amazed at the amount of spunk that was blasted into her. Also, not thinking it possible, Michael ‘s prick was now bumping into her cervix, causing another powerful orgasm to rip through her.
She had lost count how many times her lovely boy had brought the edge of Paradise. Once again, he took her to a place she had never been to a point the world stopped revolving.
As she recovered this time, she reluctantly let that beautiful penis withdraw from her grasping love tunnel. As it did so, a stream of boy sperm trickled down her arse crack, Experiencing the most wonderful afterglow of the most satisfying Sex she had ever known in her life, she was oblivious to anything else.
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