This story is for ADULT amusement only. It contains material of an adult, explicit, SEXUAL nature. If you are insulted by sexually explicit subject matter or language, please DO NOT read this!
This story is a work of fiction! It is not real! All characters and events portrayed in it are imaginary, and any similarity to real people or events is purely coincidental. The author does not condone or endorse incest in any way, shape or form!
DO NOT TRY THIS AT HOME!
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Copyright © 2006 L.A.Wicker. All rights reserved.
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As they walked into the house, Maggie turned and said. "You go fix us a drink and um...I'm...going to go...change."
"Do you remember what you promised me?"
She just grinned and walked away. There was no need for him to ask that. Maggie loved showing herself to him or it would never happen.
Rick fixed four drinks and rushed to the family room and to Mom's favorite place to snuggle. It was an old sofa, but it was great for bagging babes. He got three, maybe four girls' on it and now, he was trying to get the best woman in the world, his Mom.
He heard Mom's heels clicking as she walked towards the family room and his cock heard it too. It started growing hard and Rick was ready to make it with Mom or something. His balls felt like they were bowling balls.
"Oh Mom!" Rick moaned when she walked in the room and into his arms. "You're so pretty!" he moaned again as his big hands ran over her naked body. Well, she did have on her stockings, heels and panties.
She fell into his arms, her body was numb from all of the excitement, and the nasty 'thing' Maggie was considering doing with her son. "You are a bad, bad...boy!" she whimpered the last word. Rick gave her nipples a hard twist, just like at the beach and Maggie loved it.
He just smiled as he cupped each breast, running his thumbs over her nipples and Rick loved her soft, helpless moan. "I may be a bad boy, but I'm very good at!" he smiled, sank down on his knees and started kissing all over Mom's swollen, areola circles. Rick made sure not to go anywhere near her nipples, knowing it would drive her crazy. It did all of his horny, older women.
She stood in the middle of the floor. Her body was tingling and her clit was hard as a rock. "Ohhh, God, I'll say you are!" Maggie managed to say as she pulled from him, went to her sofa and stretched out on it.
Rick moved towards her, but Mom put out her hand, stopped him and she said. "Nope, not until you...um...strip...for me." Mom giggled and she wanted to see him up close and personal.
He stripped off his shirt and Rick stepped right in front of Mom's face. He slowly unzipped and let his pants hang on his erect cock. "If you want to see it, you gotta finish pulling them down," he said with a smile and Mom reached up and jerked them down.
"Oh shit...how in the world do you get that thing in a woman?" Maggie whispered and she could not believe it was only a few inches from her mouth. The same mouth that just loved to, suck cock.
"Easy, I get them so excited, they rape me," he smiled and leaned forward, but Mom just returned his smile and she moved back.
She laid there and motioned for him. "Come on, I gotta feel that thing on me! All the nights we snuggled, you were always so hard and I got so wet for you and now, we can do something about it." Maggie panted as Rick moved behind her, slipped his cock between her legs and on her wet panties.
"Mom, oh God!" Rick moaned as her heat and wetness covered him in a spilt second. "You're on fuckin' fire!" he moaned louder and Mom squeezed her legs tighter, smashing him, but it felt so fucking good.
She thought someone rammed a hot, branding iron between her legs and all Maggie could do was, squeeze her legs. "You did it to me...you little fuck!" she laughed and enjoyed her very hard sons' cock, on her pussy.
"Are you gunna tell Paige what we did or not?" he asked and Rick was so glad she couldn't see him.
"I'm not sure if I am or not. What would you like me to do?" she stopped to ask with a smile.
"So, I guess this means that you are 'really' the man of the house...now." Maggie said and felt Rick starting to push back and forth.
"Does that mean I get to move into your room and bed?"
"Nope, not until I say or...if I say it." Maggie said as his cock slipped back and forth over her pussy. It teased her wet slit, her swollen pussy lips and her aching clit.
"Damn, that is so nice!" she moaned and reached to hold Rick's cock in her small hands and Maggie held it tight, as he shoved it back and forth. "It's so freakin' hard!" Maggie whimpered as Rick moved back and forth. His stiffness slid between her legs and now, in her small hands too.
"You did it to me. I just hope I can sleep tonight, without hurting." Rick moaned and sat up. His cum-filled balls were killing him and Rick needed a release.
"Is it really that bad? I feel awful for doing this to you," she said and sat up to hug Rick and Maggie had a great idea. "I'll be right back!" she stood, ran to her room and was back in a flash.
"What in the heck are you doing?" Rick asked with a laugh and he saw the small bottle of oil in Mom's hand.
She just smiled and sat on the floor in front of him. "Something that I hope you're going to enjoy, because I'm gunna love it." Maggie purred, opened the tiny bottle, and reached for her son's enormous cock and she squirted the oil on him.
Rick eased forward, giving Mom a better angle to play with and rub his cock and he knew that she was in for one very big surprise. His balls were full to begin with and with all of their playing, she was going to get a shower.