Clementina - S01 E10

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Clementina - S01 E10

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 10

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She began working her oiled hands across my shoulders and my back, squeezing my neck. She started softly, but slowly began working more and more aggressively. She had given me massages a few times in the past, but we had been fully clothed and was sitting in a chair-definitely not like this. Occasionally I would feel her breasts brush against my skin. The steady trickle of fluid from between her thighs continued, mixing with the oil when she moved lower to work on my lower back and buttocks.

She straddled my lower legs and ran her hands across my ass, spreading, teasing. She slipped a hand between my legs, brushing against my balls and the underside of my cock. It was the first time since was a baby that my mother had touched my cock and It felt both weird and wonderful. Feelings surged through me love, desire, pure lust. I moaned again as she flicked her fingertips across the underside of the tip, then gently nudged my thighs apart, leaned down, and licked my balls and cock.

I couldn't stand it anymore. I rolled over and met her eyes. She smiled. My cock stood at attention between us.

She ran her tongue down the underside of my cock, teasing, tasting, then running it back up, squeezing out the pre-come and sucking it from the tip. I was fully erect, the purple veins standing out along the shaft, the tip gaping as more pre-come dribbled free and slipped down the side. She licked it up, then took the entire shaft in her mouth, sliding her lips halfway down my throbbing erection. I groaned, feeling her breasts brush against my thigh as she took me deeper and deeper down her throat.

She pulled back, then went down again, and again. Her blonde hair brushed my thighs and stomach as she slipped my cock in and out of her throat. Slivers of saliva glistened on the shaft when she pulled out, a long streamer dribbling across her breasts. She took my cock in her hands, sliding them up and down, using her own drool as a lubricant.

She slipped her body forward, hovering her breasts over my face - the breasts I had looked at all these years, never touching but always desiring. I reached up, cupped them gently, and pulled my face towards them, flicking my tongue across the nipples, tasting the faint aroma of her body lotion and a hint of perfume. Her nipples were tiny and hard, pulling the skin tight, making her already firm breasts even firmer and making the nipples stand more erect. I suckled, touching, tasting, loving.

I looked up and saw my mother looking down, watching me at her I looked up and saw my mother looking down, watching me at her breast, smiling. Our eyes locked and smiled back as she lifted her head, tossed her hair and closed her eyes, lost in the moment.

I lost track of how long I spent locked to her breast, but eventually she softly pushed my head back and slid her body forward. Now her slit was above my mouth. I looked up, past her shaved snatch and her breasts, and again, our eyes locked, and again that smile from my mother. I knew she wanted this as much if not more- than I did. ran my tongue up her tiny, tight little lobes, parting them gently with a finger so I could lick the tender insides. I lapped like a dog. Above me my mother closed her eyes, ran a hand through her hair and leaned back, pressing her slit even tighter against my chin. I locked my lips around her cute little clit and sucked, eliciting a moan. She called my name softly, then took my head in her hand and pulled it closer, tighter. I continued to work my tongue up and down, stopping to suck on her clit that was now sticking out from it's little hood. I worked a finger two fingers Inside her and found that special, magic spot.

A moment later I was engulfed in her orgasm. She leaned back and lay with her back on my stomach, her pussy still just past my chin, her arm against my cock

She lay there pulsating for a moment, then gathered her wits and climbed to her knees. She positioned her vagina directly next to my cock, her shaved pussy pressed against it. She looked down and our eyes met. I felt the juices from her body slide down across my balls.

"What are you waiting for?" I asked.

"All these years, I've been watching you grow from a boy to a man," she said. "Watching you mature, seeing you fill out. All the while being ignored by a husband who was more interested in a job than me. Ever since you hit puberty, you've been in my fantasy life. I never could tell anyone, but there it is. I've been dreaming about this moment for years, never thinking it would actually happen. You were a good son but never seemed to notice me as a woman - just like your father. But now, now it's actually happening and I just want to savor it a moment longer before I take you back inside me."

I nodded and reached up to cup her breasts, pinching the nipples.

"My entire life," I said, "I've been the guy with the hot mom. I've had to deal with teasing, and sometimes outright bullying because of 4:31

it. Ever since I was old enough to notice, I've wanted you, but I've also kept those thoughts away partly because thought it was wrong, and partly because I didn't want to be hurt if some other guy one of my friends who you like to tease actually scored on you. I was afraid of that heartache, so I never let those desires take hold."

A tear appeared in the corner of her eye. "I never wanted to hurt you," she said.

"I know," I said. "But that hurt me less than watching my father Ignore you all these years."

The tear slid down her cheek and she leaned forward. We kissed, her body pressed against mine, her breasts against my chest, her legs squeezing my pulsating cock and pressing it against her damp slit.

Her tongue entered my mouth, intertwined with mine. Then I moaned as she pulled back, lifted her hips and slid herself slowly down my cock. I could feel her juices being pushed out around the shaft as she slipped ever downwards. Our eyes locked on each other as I felt every fraction of an inch until her hips rested on mine.

Forget all the abuse and the teasing I had endured over the years. I was the one who had my cock inside my hot mom. I win.

My cock surged and I thought would explode. My mother rotated her hips and began to slowly ride my erection, up and down. It was my turn to groan as she tightened her muscle and squeezed. It took my breathe away. I ran my hands up her stomach, cupped her breasts, pinched her nipples. She put her hands on top of mine, then lifted them and kissed the tips.

Her motions became more urgent, more frantic, as she lowered my hands back to her breasts, and leaned forward a little, digging into her work. All those years working out paid off as she sped up, sliding across my cock faster and faster.

It was a race to the finish. I felt my balls tighten but wanted to hold on to the moment. I focused, tried to think of anything but the fact that my mother-the one woman I most secretly desired was now sliding frantically up and down my cock.

My mom moaned, calling out my name, calling me baby. That did it. I couldn't hold back any more. I groaned and my entire body twitched as I unleashed my seed into her. The sensation of my juice inside her brought her to another climax and we came together as one in a resounding moment of ecstasy. My balls were pulled so tightly against my body I thought they would disappear entirely. I felt pulse after pulse of juices course from my body, into my mother, only to mix with her fluids and to squeeze out of her pussy around my cock.

My mother leaned forward and kissed me, her motions slowing. but not stopping entirely. Her hips kept sliding over my cock, up and down, side to side.

I stammered. "Are you going to stop?" I asked.

"One is never enough," she whispered into my ear and kept her hips moving.

My climax was ebbing, and a little bit of guilt was creeping into my mind. What had I done? I had just fucked my mother. That was wrong.

I wanted to pull away, but my mother was still pressed on top of me, her mouth teasing mine, her hips pulling on a cock that was threatening to go limp as the last of my orgasm slipped from the tip.

"Come on baby," she cooed. "I know a boy like you has a lot more where that came from.

From some reservoir deep inside, felt my cock start to stiffen again. My second thoughts slipped away. My cock was still inside my hot mom, along with her juice and my jizz.

I gently pushed her off of me, slipped to the side of the bed, and pulled her over, perching her on the edge of the bed on her knees, her pussy hovering right about the level of my cock. stroked my soaked cock until was almost fully hard again, even though the grool and jizz hadn't fully dried from our first go-round.

My mother was panting, sweaty, her hair stringy and stuck to her damp skin on her back. Sweat rolled down my chest. She looked back at me and begged me to fuck her.

Her pussy still dripped my semen as I slid my now rock hard cock back in. Every drop of restraint either one of us had felt up until that point slipped away. She screamed my name and begged me to fuck her. I obliged.