A mother's bond..Pt II
The bedroom door was party open as the sound of old bedsprings creaked and whined echoed into the hallway. Karen was fucking her foster son again..hard. The 47 year old was grinding back and forth bouncing rhythmically on top of her 22 year olds rock solid dick. Grunting noises and ecstatic moans could be heard as they both pummelled their respective bodies. As Karen occasionally shrieked and screamed into the air she yelled to her son âPaul I want your cummm deep in my womb.
Paul aggressively gripped her by the hair and pulled her to other side of the bed and positioned himself behind her to fuck doggystyle. He pushed her shoulders into the pillows and forced himself into her dripping pussy. Leaning forward he propped her thighs up and held her by hips. After catching his breath Paul Gleefully announced to Karen. âI think itâs about time you squirted for me mumâ
Karen had no response apart from âIâm yours..my boyyyyyâ Paul raised up his body and began to ripping his mother body in two via her pussy. The headboard rattled against the wall as Karenâs son took her apart internally. Under the wallows and screams nothing discernable could be heard from Karen until Paul fell back and re-postioned from Anal. Karen incoherently pleaded âArrggghhhâŚSquuuuirtâŚnoowww..HARDâ. A few minutes later the sound of tortured screams and distinctive jets of water could be heard amongst the visceral sounds of hard anal penetration. Both Karen and Paul had a ritual for the sex they had. He would always cum in her and she would always take it up the ass. As Paul wiped off all the body cream in her ass, she delightfully turned over and lay legs spread for the climax of their morning session. âLet me wrap my legs around you my son,â she said as Paul felt his way to the back of her cervix. They looked into each other eyes and kissed delicately before Paul hit down on her body, building a rhythm. Her double DD breasts rippled as Paul dominated her body. Within minutes it was all over, as warm spunk flowed deep into Karenâs pussy.
Karen and Paul decided to take the afternoon off from any kind of chores or sex. Instead the afternoon was dedicated to preparing for their big sex session on Thursday. ************** had slowly turned her bedroom into a dungeon meets âplayroomâ. That particular room was perfect as it retained a number of low beams that could be used to hang Karen from the ceiling or hang her off the wall. Karen had been collecting sex toys, including medical massagers that beautifully twisted to suit her need for power, along with magic wands and finally a Sybian. Karen in her spare time also installed a stripper pole along with a podium for a higher viewing position. The room was slowly coming together with draws full of toys, porn, body creams, oils, restraints and masks. The dĂŠcor was tasteful with a cream, silver and pink walls.
Karen this Thursday evening was going to give Paul a lovely teaser. She was going to wear a pair of purple suspender, stripper heals and a matching bikini top and bottoms. Thursday was all about performing pole dances and lap dances for Paul. She was going to grind him into submission.
Thursday afternoon: Karen was sat in her bedroom, looking seductively into her mirror as she caked on the thick make-up on â she was aiming for the fierce, whore type look with her thick black hair raised into a pony tail. It was about this time she heard Paul coming up the stair and towards her bedroom. Decked out in her suspenders, panties and stripper heals, she looked and smelled like the perfect mother for Paul. He knocked on the door and came in.
She was sitting on her stool of her dressing table when Paul walked in âWow mum you look..Uhh..wow just great!â.
Karen looked up as she showered her tits in perfume. âAh you like Paul? Why donât I give you a little taster of what your depraved mother is up to today?â As she was speaking she got up and Paul watched her ass ripple with the odd bit of cellulite bouncing under her heels.
Karen winked and said âHow about a lap dance from mommy bahwha?â
Paul responded almost straight away âHell yeah mum!! Can I choose a song for my lap dance?â
Karen turned around and slapped her buttock causing the skin to ripple heavily. âBe my guest sonâ. Paul quick grabbed choose a selection of sleazy 70âs funk and rock songs he knew she could dance to and importantly â Grind to.
She pushed him into the semi circular seat they bought as the 1st song started. Her hips started to sway back and forth as she dropped her legs in a kind slow twerk. Her spine convulsed left to right as her ass moved around in a semi circular motion. This continued until she unhooked her bikini top and let her tits bounce side to side. As the music carried on she climbed over Pauls lap and begin a long slow grind. He by this point was wearing tracksuit bottoms so her ass was gliding over his stiff cock with easy.
The grind seemed like a lifetime as the rhythm of her ass and hips drove him deeper into the chair. She whispered to him âHow does it feel to have mommy grind on your dick son..hmm.. I bet you are enjoying thisâ She lifted herself off his lap knowing when to ease off. Instead she seductively placed a leg high up on the chair using the end of her stripper heal to support her as she thrusted her pussy into Paulâs face. She then dropped down on top of him and begin another hard grind. Karen delicately forced her tits into Pauls face, drenching him in her thick Turkish perfume.
She really for this time and rocked back and forth on the axis of her spine and hips using her weight to pull back and forth on his rock solid dick. This carried on before Paul could handle no more and grabbed her lifting her to the bed where the restraints lay. He had a choice, either fuck her here right now on the bed or use the leather restraints.
He tore her panties off and lashed her arms and legs to the bed. She was eagle spread her face bound with a gag and her eyes covered with a shroud. Her breath could be heard over the gag as he turned on her favourite and new massager.
He leaned over and placed it on her clit and turned up the power slowly, watching as her left leg slighty twitched. Within minutes her deeply muffled moans could be heard as they progressed to outright guttural barks. He was going to force an unrelenting squirting orgasm. As he watched her screams turn to shrieks and low wails, she squirting for the 1st of many orgasms. Paul feeling vindictive pushed the controls to max and left her to it as her back arched off the bed. This particular device was a joint vaginal/anal g-spot stimulator and Paul and intentionally left it running on itâs highest setting. She became almost possessed as she involuntarily thrashed against the bed, her entire body shaking. .
Noticing she was nearly delirious, he slowly turned down the massager carefully avoiding the splashes of cum that were rapidly escaping soaking the bed. Her voice crumbled as the device was removed. Paul progressively removed all of the face and body restraints to her relief. Finally he lifted her cum soaked body off the bed and began to whisper to her âSo I guess you enjoyed that mum?â
Between the moans she gasped âI want toâŚfuck â Paul will you fuck your mother now?â
Paul dragged her sweat covered body to the edge of the bed began the motion of penetrating her pussy. Her pussy was still tingling from the massager and the first orgasm soon arrived. In doing so it awakened her and she slowly start to take control grinning as her eyes rolled into the back of her skull rolling him over pinning down between her legs. Between the waves of pleasure she whispered to him âPaul I want this new bond to go as far as we can push itâ
Paul listening to her embrace this new relationship pushed him to orgasm âMum Iâm going to cummmm in youâ
She leaned back and slowed her rhythm said âI want it Paul now uhhhhhhâ
Unknown to both Paul Karen the front door opened. An innocent brown haired woman walked in dropping her bags on the floor. As she stood it was noticeable that she had the best asset of Karen including Karenâs huge chest and thick vice like thighs. Julia was Karenâs younger adopted sister. Neither sister knew they placed together.
Julia walked up the stairs to the sound of springs bouncing and long ecstatic vile screams. Quietly she was walked up to her sisterâs room and placed her ear against the wall. The wall did very little to hide what was going on in there. Karen was fucking someone!
She quickly realised that the door wasnât shut properly enabling her to take a quick glance. Julia knew that her sisterâs sex drive was manic often needed to feeding. Opening the door she finally saw the spectacle of her older sister fucking the brains out of her muscular nephew Paul!!
Before she was sent away in her late twenties she quickly found a way to deal with Karenâs sex drive and now at 36 years old she was finally coming home. She was home to rekindle a sordid relationship that Karen and Julia formed when reached adulthood. Watching her older sister furiously fuck her brother was both equally shocking as it was arousing.
Julia unzipped her demin hotpants and slid her fingers into her wet pussy and looked on at the amazing sight. How could she be fucking Paul???
Stay tuned for Part 3 â Julia makes a proposal to Paul and KarenâŚâŚ
Paul aggressively gripped her by the hair and pulled her to other side of the bed and positioned himself behind her to fuck doggystyle. He pushed her shoulders into the pillows and forced himself into her dripping pussy. Leaning forward he propped her thighs up and held her by hips. After catching his breath Paul Gleefully announced to Karen. âI think itâs about time you squirted for me mumâ
Karen had no response apart from âIâm yours..my boyyyyyâ Paul raised up his body and began to ripping his mother body in two via her pussy. The headboard rattled against the wall as Karenâs son took her apart internally. Under the wallows and screams nothing discernable could be heard from Karen until Paul fell back and re-postioned from Anal. Karen incoherently pleaded âArrggghhhâŚSquuuuirtâŚnoowww..HARDâ. A few minutes later the sound of tortured screams and distinctive jets of water could be heard amongst the visceral sounds of hard anal penetration. Both Karen and Paul had a ritual for the sex they had. He would always cum in her and she would always take it up the ass. As Paul wiped off all the body cream in her ass, she delightfully turned over and lay legs spread for the climax of their morning session. âLet me wrap my legs around you my son,â she said as Paul felt his way to the back of her cervix. They looked into each other eyes and kissed delicately before Paul hit down on her body, building a rhythm. Her double DD breasts rippled as Paul dominated her body. Within minutes it was all over, as warm spunk flowed deep into Karenâs pussy.
Karen and Paul decided to take the afternoon off from any kind of chores or sex. Instead the afternoon was dedicated to preparing for their big sex session on Thursday. ************** had slowly turned her bedroom into a dungeon meets âplayroomâ. That particular room was perfect as it retained a number of low beams that could be used to hang Karen from the ceiling or hang her off the wall. Karen had been collecting sex toys, including medical massagers that beautifully twisted to suit her need for power, along with magic wands and finally a Sybian. Karen in her spare time also installed a stripper pole along with a podium for a higher viewing position. The room was slowly coming together with draws full of toys, porn, body creams, oils, restraints and masks. The dĂŠcor was tasteful with a cream, silver and pink walls.
Karen this Thursday evening was going to give Paul a lovely teaser. She was going to wear a pair of purple suspender, stripper heals and a matching bikini top and bottoms. Thursday was all about performing pole dances and lap dances for Paul. She was going to grind him into submission.
Thursday afternoon: Karen was sat in her bedroom, looking seductively into her mirror as she caked on the thick make-up on â she was aiming for the fierce, whore type look with her thick black hair raised into a pony tail. It was about this time she heard Paul coming up the stair and towards her bedroom. Decked out in her suspenders, panties and stripper heals, she looked and smelled like the perfect mother for Paul. He knocked on the door and came in.
She was sitting on her stool of her dressing table when Paul walked in âWow mum you look..Uhh..wow just great!â.
Karen looked up as she showered her tits in perfume. âAh you like Paul? Why donât I give you a little taster of what your depraved mother is up to today?â As she was speaking she got up and Paul watched her ass ripple with the odd bit of cellulite bouncing under her heels.
Karen winked and said âHow about a lap dance from mommy bahwha?â
Paul responded almost straight away âHell yeah mum!! Can I choose a song for my lap dance?â
Karen turned around and slapped her buttock causing the skin to ripple heavily. âBe my guest sonâ. Paul quick grabbed choose a selection of sleazy 70âs funk and rock songs he knew she could dance to and importantly â Grind to.
She pushed him into the semi circular seat they bought as the 1st song started. Her hips started to sway back and forth as she dropped her legs in a kind slow twerk. Her spine convulsed left to right as her ass moved around in a semi circular motion. This continued until she unhooked her bikini top and let her tits bounce side to side. As the music carried on she climbed over Pauls lap and begin a long slow grind. He by this point was wearing tracksuit bottoms so her ass was gliding over his stiff cock with easy.
The grind seemed like a lifetime as the rhythm of her ass and hips drove him deeper into the chair. She whispered to him âHow does it feel to have mommy grind on your dick son..hmm.. I bet you are enjoying thisâ She lifted herself off his lap knowing when to ease off. Instead she seductively placed a leg high up on the chair using the end of her stripper heal to support her as she thrusted her pussy into Paulâs face. She then dropped down on top of him and begin another hard grind. Karen delicately forced her tits into Pauls face, drenching him in her thick Turkish perfume.
She really for this time and rocked back and forth on the axis of her spine and hips using her weight to pull back and forth on his rock solid dick. This carried on before Paul could handle no more and grabbed her lifting her to the bed where the restraints lay. He had a choice, either fuck her here right now on the bed or use the leather restraints.
He tore her panties off and lashed her arms and legs to the bed. She was eagle spread her face bound with a gag and her eyes covered with a shroud. Her breath could be heard over the gag as he turned on her favourite and new massager.
He leaned over and placed it on her clit and turned up the power slowly, watching as her left leg slighty twitched. Within minutes her deeply muffled moans could be heard as they progressed to outright guttural barks. He was going to force an unrelenting squirting orgasm. As he watched her screams turn to shrieks and low wails, she squirting for the 1st of many orgasms. Paul feeling vindictive pushed the controls to max and left her to it as her back arched off the bed. This particular device was a joint vaginal/anal g-spot stimulator and Paul and intentionally left it running on itâs highest setting. She became almost possessed as she involuntarily thrashed against the bed, her entire body shaking. .
Noticing she was nearly delirious, he slowly turned down the massager carefully avoiding the splashes of cum that were rapidly escaping soaking the bed. Her voice crumbled as the device was removed. Paul progressively removed all of the face and body restraints to her relief. Finally he lifted her cum soaked body off the bed and began to whisper to her âSo I guess you enjoyed that mum?â
Between the moans she gasped âI want toâŚfuck â Paul will you fuck your mother now?â
Paul dragged her sweat covered body to the edge of the bed began the motion of penetrating her pussy. Her pussy was still tingling from the massager and the first orgasm soon arrived. In doing so it awakened her and she slowly start to take control grinning as her eyes rolled into the back of her skull rolling him over pinning down between her legs. Between the waves of pleasure she whispered to him âPaul I want this new bond to go as far as we can push itâ
Paul listening to her embrace this new relationship pushed him to orgasm âMum Iâm going to cummmm in youâ
She leaned back and slowed her rhythm said âI want it Paul now uhhhhhhâ
Unknown to both Paul Karen the front door opened. An innocent brown haired woman walked in dropping her bags on the floor. As she stood it was noticeable that she had the best asset of Karen including Karenâs huge chest and thick vice like thighs. Julia was Karenâs younger adopted sister. Neither sister knew they placed together.
Julia walked up the stairs to the sound of springs bouncing and long ecstatic vile screams. Quietly she was walked up to her sisterâs room and placed her ear against the wall. The wall did very little to hide what was going on in there. Karen was fucking someone!
She quickly realised that the door wasnât shut properly enabling her to take a quick glance. Julia knew that her sisterâs sex drive was manic often needed to feeding. Opening the door she finally saw the spectacle of her older sister fucking the brains out of her muscular nephew Paul!!
Before she was sent away in her late twenties she quickly found a way to deal with Karenâs sex drive and now at 36 years old she was finally coming home. She was home to rekindle a sordid relationship that Karen and Julia formed when reached adulthood. Watching her older sister furiously fuck her brother was both equally shocking as it was arousing.
Julia unzipped her demin hotpants and slid her fingers into her wet pussy and looked on at the amazing sight. How could she be fucking Paul???
Stay tuned for Part 3 â Julia makes a proposal to Paul and KarenâŚâŚ
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