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A boy takes advantage of his mother when she's drunk.
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Matthew thought his mother was hot. Though, who wouldn't? She was blessed with double D perky breasts and a firm ass. She had brilliant blue eyes with short blonde hair, and Matthew couldn't stop thinking about her in a sexual manner, no matter how hard he tried.
It started since puberty, and without his dad in the picture, he was the man of the house, and hated seeing her take men in all the time, one after another that were all no good for her. As soon as his erections became rampant when he turned 18, he found his mother incredibly attractive, and would masturbate to pictures he had found of her in his dad's old phone. He figured that the feelings and fantasies he had about her would disappear by the time of his adulthood, when he would surround himself with women his age, but they didn't, and they still plagued him day and night. He was now 21-years-old and still longing for his mother, and knew something had to give. He had to do something about it.
The day that he broke started off pretty normal, it was his day off from college, so he sat at his computer, playing a new video game that he was pretty into. His body became rigid when he heard a knock at the front door. With his mom, that was never a good sign. "Matthew, can you get the door for me?" He heard her voice call out, and he groaned as he headed downstairs, knowing she was probably wearing her sexiest lingerie for the guy standing at the door.
He opened it still grumbling to himself, and eyed the man at the door, someone he was unfamiliar with. It seemed she had found a new man for herself, though that wasn't too unusual. He looked like he was in his 40's, tall with a long salt and pepper beard, and he waved to Matthew as he asked, "hey kid. Is your mom home?"
"Mom!" He cried out, and tapped his foot as he crossed his arms, clearly looking annoyed.
She walked downstairs, a brilliant smile on her face as the dress she wore hugged her body. Her breasts were practically falling out of it. The man eyed her up and down, a greedy look on his face. Matthew felt absolutely disgusted. "Matthew, this is Peter. My new friend."
"Hey." He said, Peter only nodded in return. After the short and extremely awkward introduction, his mother informed him that she had dinner ready for him to heat up downstairs, and giggled as they held hands and headed up the stairs without a second look at him.
Matthew resolved to sit on the couch, trying not to listen for any noises they would make. He was about to turn on the TV when he heard more giggles and the creaking of wood upstairs. He rolled his eyes. Would he have to listen to this all night? He had had enough of this during his childhood. He wished his mother would at least have the decency to hide it from him. He couldn't ignore it though, so he placed the remote back down, and sat back to listen.
It continued on, the mumbling of words, the laughing, the creaking of the bed. It was driving him absolutely insane. He had to see what was going on, though he clearly already had an idea. He began to walk upstairs, closer and closer to where they were. He walked slowly, his breath caught in his throat as he tried not to make any sound at all. He was shocked at the end of the landing to see that the door was wide open, like they didn't have any consideration for him at all. He moved his head in, and saw that he would have a perfect view of the bed without either of them noticing. He almost shivered in anticipation. He had spent his entire life wondering what his mom got up to in her bedroom, and his imagination had gone wild in the process. Today, today... he would finally find out.
He gripped the door tightly as he watched. Peter was in between his mother's legs, humping her like a wild beast. Britta, while being fucked roughly, was moaning his name loudly in pleasure and begging him to go deeper and faster. Matthew couldn't help but imagine it was him doing it, fucking his mom into oblivion. Of course, his dick was pulsing while he watched. How could it not?
When he decided he couldn't bear to watch it any longer, he moved out the door, leaning against the wall to breathe heavily. Thoughts were racing through his head, making it spin, but he knew that his dick was in charge at that very moment. Instead of going back to his room like he should've done, he brought his phone out to take pictures and videos of them, gritting his teeth as he did so. He was so anxious about being caught, but the two of them were so into their lust that they paid him no mind.
When he was done, he took his leave to his bedroom, and began masturbating furiously, moaning as he imagined himself fucking his mother over and over again, her using the same words she used on Peter today on him.
The next morning, he tried to act normal as his mother informed him she was going to the pub for her 50th birthday. A plan began to form in his head, and he knew it was his opportunity to do what he'd wanted to for almost a decade now. He spent the rest of the evening doing what he usually did, watching TV, relaxing, making dinner for himself. When he knew it was close to when she would be returning home to him, he drove to the pub, tapping his foot on the car in anticipation. He arrived just in time, and only had to sit in the booth for a few minutes while waiting for her to say goodbye. As she exited the door, drunk out of her mind, he reached out to steady her, and she turned around to gape at him.
"Matthew! What are you doing here?" She slurred, trying to step properly but failing. She had clearly had too much to drink.
"I'm here to take care of you mom, of course." He said sweetly.
"You're the best." She said, tapping her hand against his cheek as she did so. She was wearing another gorgeous outfit, a long black dress that hid nothing from her body. He wondered how many men had wanted to fuck her tonight.
Instead of walking to where he parked the car though, he led her down a dark alleyway, telling her repeatedly that he was here to take care of her. She ate it all up. When they reached the end, he looked back to make sure there was no one there watching before beginning to touch her. He pressed his hands against her tits, the first thing he knew he wanted to feel. It was so incredibly soft and taut, and he squeezed down at it.
She gave him a confused moan, and held onto his arm, looking up at him. "Matthew, what are you doing?" She asked.
He shook his head. "Oh, nothing mom. Don't worry about it." He reached down lower, wrapping his two hands around her ass and squeezed it like she belonged to him. She gasped out in shock.
"Why are you touching me that way?" She asked, urgency now behind her cloudy eyes.
"Because you dress up like you're a complete whore, and you act like a slut in front of your own son, bringing men to the house over and over again like you're flaunting them." He gritted out. "It's my turn now."
He shoved her against the wall and pressed his body on hers. His firm body pressed against her soft curvy one, and he began to suck on her neck, licking and biting as he worked his way down. She shook her head in an attempt to get the alcohol out of her system to think clearly, but couldn't. She had ingested too much. She could only say no over and over again as Matthew had his way with her. He pulled the dress off of her, revealing her braless tits with black lacey panties.
"You're such a slut, mom." He said, and he moved his hand against her crotch, stroking it over the thin fabric.
She shook her head. "No..." She moaned. She was already juicy as fuck, and he groaned in appreciation. The gooey fluid was soaking up her panties, and he moved it aside to push his fingers inside of her. Fuck, she was wet.
He pushed two fingers in and began pumping her as he pressed his mouth on hers, tasting her for the first time. She refused to kiss him back, but he forced his tongue into her, twirling it around her's. He knew she was ready. Of course she was. She constantly needed dick, and it being her son made no difference.
He pulled down his pants and boxers, revealing his swollen dick, already pulsing in anticipation of doing something he'd wanted to do for ages. It's finally my turn. He thought greedily, and spun her around to pin her front against the dirty alley wall.
He forced her legs apart, and bent her down so her ass was high up in the air. He spanked it, unable to help himself. He needed to hear the loud sound echo through the alleyway, watch her luscious ass jiggle underneath him. She moaned out loud again, and before she could do anything, he aligned his dick against her entrance. "Are you ready?" He murmured as he leaned down over her, his whisper incredibly close to her ear.
"No, please. No." She said. He ignored her, and in one stroke, pounded into her. He groaned loudly in appreciation. She was tight despite being regularly fucked, and she squeezed down on him, already milking him as her cunt took him in eagerly.
He began to fuck her, thrusting into her over and over again as she shook her head. Slowly, the idea of it being her own son evaporated from her head, and she began to enjoy it like she always did, with a strong man dominating her. She moaned his name over and over as he thrusted into her, gripping down tightly on her waist as he pounded. "More, faster, Matthew, fuck!" She cried out.
Matthew heard some voices on his right, and turned to see a couple of teens watching them, stroking their dick as they did. An idea popped into his head as he said, "want to join us?" They nodded, and approached without thinking. Matthew lowered his lust-filled mother onto his lap, forcing her to ride him as one of the men took their pants off and shoved their dick into her mouth.
She began to suck him off, not complaining or denying Matthew anymore. She began to stroke her own clit in pattern to his thrusting, and he knew with her clenching that she was close to cumming. He let his own body go as well, and he felt his balls tighten as he groaned out loud as a particularly hard squeeze from her cunt.
"I'm cumming, baby." He groaned, and she nodded in agreement with a dick still shoved into her mouth. They came at once, with him shooting his load deep inside of her and her milking him like she needed more of his sperm inside of her.
He continued to fuck her as she suck the guy off, letting the passerbyer cum as well. His mother was too lost in her lust to say anything else that night, and he had his way with her over and over again in the alleyway along with the two men who had caught them. Matthew grinned at himself the entire time.
It's not a great story, but it's interesting. Apparently some of the other commenters are unware this is a porn site.
This was crap. If you enjoy rape, then this is for you. The son didn't love or even like his mother. Where is the second half where she has him arrested and kicked out of the house?
I guess that old saying is right. You can't fix stupid, and this pile of trash is about as stupid as they come. Please, you can do better than this.
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We had been friends for over 20 years, and many times in that period we would do things together, as couples never knowing what more might happen.
They had come over that evening, intending on just a visit with good friends. The wine was poured and we all enjoyed ourselves. Sometime in the evening we started to notice Rebecca getting quite giggly, mind you this was not normal for her. Normally she could hold her liquor like the rest of us, but for some reason not tonight. As the night progressed she got more and more drunk, laughing a lot and quite unsteady.
Her husband, Steve looked at her concern and sighing asking if we minded if she stayed overnight as he had many things to do and work in a few hrs. Of course my wife and I didn't mind they were our friends and between the 3 of us we able to wrestle her into the bedroom and poured her into bed watching her snuggle then moan a bit as her tummy decided it was time to bother her.
After escorting Steve to the door I returned to the room only to find my wife struggling to get Rebecca undressed. Tugging at her skirt Rebecca would hold it on as my wife did her best to take it off. Looking at me with disgust she whispered
"Get over here and help me get her undressed, hold her down or something I have to get these clothes off of her or she’s not going to rest at all"
Sighing and thinking of how my plans for the evening were going to change I stayed in the room long enough to help my wife get Rebecca under control then left quickly so that she could get her out of the clothes and leaving her in her bra and panties..
Moving into my bedroom I yawn and undress putting on some loose shorts having a nagging feeling that it will be a long night. Coming in the room quietly my wife, Shanna, kissed me then changed into a night dress. Crawling into bed with me Shanna wraps her arms around my neck pressing her warm, soft body against mine. Moaning quietly my hands start to roam her still wonderful body and I feel myself stir thinking that the night was not a complete loss. Just as things start to heat up we begin to hear noises coming from the guest bedroom and of course my wife jumped up to check on our sick houseguest, leaving me there horny, hot and groaning in frustration.
Rebecca was whining and complaining about wearing panties and a bra to bed, luckily my wife and her are of similar size and we were able to find a shorts night set which, of course, I had to take in there and it killed the mood I was in. I went back to bed shortly thereafter to get some sleep as my wife got a wet washcloth and bathed our friends head and face, I did not envy her job.
About an hour or two later I woke up realizing my wife wasn't in bed, padding out of the room I went into our spare room to see my wife still there bathing Rebecca’s head at times with the washcloth and yawning. Smiling I leaned down kissing her head and told her I would take a turn. She smiled gratefully at me and stood stretching, then slipped out of the room to get some shut eye.
Sitting back in the chair I yawned and woke up some more as I heard Rebecca thrashing around, completely drunk and not loving it. Moving to the bedside I grabbed the washcloth bathing her forehead and wrists trying to relax her.
In what seemed like forever but was probably only a half hour or so I got up and checked on my wife only to find her asleep, moving back into the room I noticed that Rebecca had stopped thrashing and seemed to have passed out cold. Sighing in relief I sat down beside the bed again, unsure if this was something that would last long so I could go back to bed and my wife or if she would wake up again causing me to have to come back into the room. I got comfy and was trying to stay awake as I found my eyes roaming the room. Looking over at Rebecca again I hear her snores and notice that in all the thrashing around and moving, her top had come undone and was barely covering her
My breath quickened, she was not a bad looking gal, around 40 or so and thin but not overtly skinny, her breasts were small unlike my wife’s but it seemed to fit her body that I had admired many a time in our friendship.
Moving my hand over to her I brushed the skin of her waist where the shirt had not completely covered, seeing her dead to the world I got bold and moved my hand higher flicking away the last button that still held together. My breath caught as the shirt parted and her small breasts were bare to view. They were tiny compared to my wife’s but still very sexy with long nipples and my hands itched to touch them.
Sneaking another look at her face I reached out caressed one of her small breasts, ready to pull my hand back at the slightest movement or sign of waking. Seeing none I got a bit bolder and grabbed her nipple lightly pulling it and tugging softly, watching it perk up. Licking my lips I shiver and feel my cock harden and begin to ache. Moving to the bed I sit on the side of it keeping on eye on the door and my wife’s quiet snores in the other room. My hands move out covering her small delicate breasts that were just begging to be rubbed and kneaded... getting a bit bolder and rougher when I see no response, causing the desires and stirrings that I had been denied earlier to return.
Giving in to my needs and knowing how dangerous it was I knelt at the side of the bed and lean over her smaller body till my lips could encircle her nipple suckling at it making me moan with desire. Reaching down with one hand I rub my cock through the loose shorts I have on while my tongue starts circling the small breast.
Letting go of my cock my hand wanders around the skin of her waist and down one leg still clad in the loose shorts she’s wearing. Moving my hand up and inside the leg I feel the silky smooth skin warm to the touch and oh so soft. My fingers seek higher and brush the damp wetness between her legs. Watching her face I rub my finger up and down the slit causing a small moan to escape my lips as I do so. Seeing no response still I push the leg of the short up higher and tug it to one side I slowly slide my finger into her. She’s not really wet, she’s too drunk to be, but my finger slides in without too much trouble and I about lose it as I felt her heat surrounding my lucky finger. Moving it in and out a few times I move my lips back to her breasts sucking and licking them while my free hand makes its way down pulling my cock and balls free of the shorts.
Standing up I reluctantly pull my finger from her licking it and smiling as I taste her. Standing I press my cock to her lips ever so lightly rubbing it against them. Seeing those pouty lips caress my cockhead made me faint with need, the urge to press it in her mouth was overwhelming but I resisted, the blowjob wouldn't have been that good with her passed
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