Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Fulfilling Son's Desires:>Ep11

After an hour of touchy feely in the shower, Tim and Jill needed a break. Tim left to see one of his friends; Jill stretched out on her bed, and a few minutes later drifted off to sleep. She slept most of the afternoon. Her dream was of a pussy with legs running around ahead of a cock with wings. At some point the cock drove the pussy into a dead end and when the pussy opened, thrust itself into the pussy's center. Jill woke with a start. She wasn't sure of the dream's meaning, but had little doubt that her mind was mulling over the situation with her son.

Was she really ready to commit to an incestuous relationship? Not just masturbating and sucking, but a full blown fuck session. Was she going to allow Tim to penetrate her pussy and spray her insides with his seed? True, she couldn't get pregnant, but his seed would fill her vagina, her womb, coat her insides with cum and sperm from her own son. He would hear her most intimate grunts and groans, feel her pussy thrusts as she rose on heels and shoulders trying to get her fill of his rock hard cock. Hear and feel her clawing struggle to draw his cock as deep into her channel as was humanly possible to penetrate. He would hear her whimpering and crying as her orgasm opened her womb to his spurting cock tip. And once he had penetrated her to her core, she would no longer be just mom. She would be his mistress. She would be at his beck and call, ready to fuck or suck at his wish. Once having tasted his huge cock in her pussy she would be able to deny him nothing. Sometime over the past week she knew she had already made her decision, she almost couldn't wait to feel his enormous rod slide between her hot swollen pussy petals. The thought of his cum spraying her insides caused her channel to swell with fluid and pearl like drops appeared along the flushed tingling lips of her aroused sex. She heard Tim come home...it was time.

"Honey, why don't you get your shower, and I'll be down in a minute. I thought we'd eat later...maybe order in a pizza."

"Okay, mom. I'm not hungry right now anyway. Bill and I stopped for a burger earlier."

Tim walked by Jill's bedroom door slowly, hoping to get a glimpse of his mother naked or dressing, but the door was tightly closed. He was tempted to just open it and walk in, but he still wasn't sure if he could get away with something like that yet. Things had been going pretty cool and he didn't want to screw anything up.

He finished his shower and slipped on a pair jeans and a T. He drifted down to the family room and flicked on the TV. There was a girl's volleyball game on some beach and he watched as tits and ass bounced around his screen. He decided he would like to fuck the server on the blue team, and maybe, if she begged, he'd do the girl in the middle of the front line. He was deep in his fantasy when Jill appeared in the doorway.

The straight skirt of her business suit stopped at the tops of her knees. White hose covered her beautiful legs and her dainty feet were encased in dark blue heels. Her coat was tastefully form fitting. A white ruffled blouse buttoned to the neck was topped off with a wide bow. Red lipstick splashed across sensuous lips accenting her auburn hair which rested lightly on her shoulders.

beauty. She looked like a professional model from one of the women's mags. But this time

smile. "No, I don't have to go to work. I'll be in the kitchen," she said. She turned and

she's sexy, he thought. Then realization hit him. It was for him...she had dressed for

over slightly, the same as she had been standing on the day of their first sexual contact. Tim waited for a moment then crossed the kitchen to stand behind her. He hesitated

had been only a few feet away. Now there was no one to worry about, no one to keep him from sticking his blood filled cock between the round warm globes of his mother's ass. Tim wasted no time, he slipped his hands around under her arms and hefted

she said. She

fingers. Now he knew what felt different, she wasn't wearing a bra. Her round firm breasts were full

god, Tim, oh god, play with

go that far. He grabbed Jill's hips and turned her around to face him. Stooping down he thrust his hand under the skirt, but the tightness kept him from being able to reach all the way. He backed up and grasping the hem slowly raised her skirt. He passed the tops of her stockings and saw the straps of her red garter belt. Then suddenly her down covered

as Tim cupped her throbbing wet pussy. She leaned forward and clamped her lips to his. Her tongue thrust into his mouth and

the length of her open swollen lips and finally tweaked her white nubbin as it jutted from its sheath. Jill

two...three...all. Oh god, oh god oh god." Jill