This is a story of fantasy, fiction, the characters aren't real, and any similarities are pure coincidental.
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As I enter my room it dawns on me I pretty much raped and treated my mother like a whore and she isn't calling the cops. Lying in my bed I tried to sleep but some guilt kicks in as to what a horrible son I could be, it was the best sexual experience of my life but only she would know what she is going through.
An hour of trying to sleep so I decided to go and check on her. Throwing on my boxers I approached her slightly cracked open bedroom door I started to hear sobs, it hit me like a million ton of bricks that she wasn't taking it well at all. I slowly reached the door and lightly pushed it further open to accept my fate.
My cock stiffens, as there is my mother wearing the same shredded night gown leaning against her bed headboard eyes closed, one of her nipples in her mouth, one hand squeezing the hell out of her other breast and three fingers knuckle deep in her soaking cunt!
I was frozen at the sight, the only things that had movement was my mother in a masturbating frenzy and the rising of cock!
It seems as if I haven't moved but now I was inside her room next to her bed, staring down on this beautiful... slut.
Her other hand slowly trails down her stomach to assist her other hand on her wet hole.
I lightly brush her free breast, and then massage it pinching her nipple with my thumb.
She moans... now looking into my eyes.
I see sadness... passion... wanting... lust!
With her mouth partly open steadying her breathing she stares at my boxer, focusing on the outlines of my steel cock trying to break the confines.
