Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Out Of Control:(Incest/Taboo)>Ep37

Austin started in safe places. He picked up his mother's arms and hands. She let him move her, not limp, but pliant. Austin started sudsing his mother's flat stomach. God, he had no idea how sexy a woman's abdominals could be. The way the musculature rippled under his fingers.

Christine reached down and pulled her son's soapy hands up to her breasts. They both shared a sigh as Austin's slippery digits took hold of his Mommy's mounds. The place he used to sup on as a baby, now bringing them both a very different sort of satisfaction. Austin hefted his Mom's tiny titties in his hands. Thumbed her nipples and massaged the soft flesh.

"Oh baby... That's so nice," Christine said, and arched her back to give her son fuller access.

Again, Austin wondered at where this sensuous sexpot had come from. As for his own need to maintain mastery, Austin no longer cared. Was this the drugs? Was this Austin, himself? What did it matter when it meant he got something he wanted so badly? He wasn't going to let a stupid thing like rational thought get in the way of something so important.

"I have other parts in need of cleaning, you know," Christine said with a smirk. Austin had been absently kneading his mother's boobs for quite a while, it seemed. Why not? Austin was smart enough to know that when you hold perfection in your hands, the only dumb thing to do is let go.

"Sorry, Mom. Your tits are so fucking awesome."

"I always did have trouble getting you to let go of them," Christine said. Austin felt his face grow hot.

"Here, let Mommy give you a hint," Christine said. She pushed Austin's hands off her chest and turned around. She bent over, hands on knees, and presented her tight little ass to him. And beneath that, Austin could see the beginnings of his Mom's pink pussy. The place from where he'd once come. Labia engorged and hanging open.

Well then. There were certainly other pieces of perfection that Austin could pay attention to.

Dutifully, the blonde son reached out with the bar of soap and started worshipping at his Mom's beautiful butt. He squeezed and molded her muscled cheeks. Then, without pausing to wonder at what he was doing, Austin ran his soapy finger right up his Mother's crack. She jumped a little, squealed, but settled back.

"Naughty boy," Christine said.

smacking his mother's

jumped and gasped again. "I think I'm the one who spanks you, dear,"

down and into her pussy. Now Christine really sucked in her breath. She backed up slowly, drawing

was such a good idea, though, so he quickly pulled his finger back out. Besides, he had a far better tool prepared

painful slowness began pointing his pendulous penis at his mother's pussy. But Christine slipped out of his

Christine said, "We have to get you clean

his mother. He had a good foot on her, at least. But the way Christine stood, how she held her arms and hips, Austin still felt like

out with the bar of soap. Like her son had before, she started on Austin's arms. She

for the complete experience all for

just dragged her hands over his body. Christine smiled at her son in a way that no mother ever should. Austin only groaned. Suddenly, without warning,

"Ahhhh, Mom! Ssssoooooo good."

in her little fingers. It was like she'd found

penis. She really was cleaning it. Running the soap up and down the shaft, under the head and around

"So you can get us both dirty all over again. Especially Mommy's naughty little pussy. I know it's wrong, but Mommy needs it so

and it fell under the vent. The woman next door had gone quiet. The water switched off. Was she gone? Austin barely cared. His mother's slippery fingers felt so good on his

with a smile. She stepped back.

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