I was on another planet as her words kept my complete attention. She must have known that I’d be helpless, that I would lift my ass off the couch as she pushed my slacks down my legs. There was no question, I was so hot and I knew she was trying to get me like this. I wanted it. This was as close to experiencing these things as I could ever get, and as it turns out, I needed it . . . badly.
Rachel was practically on top of me when she returned to my side on her knees, her hand sliding slowly from my bare balls up to the head of my raging hard-on. She milked my aching shaft with a gentle but seductive stroking, calming my libido only slightly.
“Dance with your lovely Sophia and pretend again that mother and son are innocently swaying to the music on a normal night, and not gripping each other’s naked body parts in heated passion, grinding into fingers and hands, juicy tongues licking each other’s hot necks.”
My god, my hips were thrusting into her palm as she held her hand still, watching me writhe in agony on her couch. Knowing I would be.
“Kiss her Scott. Kiss your own mother. Lift her chin and let your passion release into her sexy mouth and experience her urgent response. She pushes her tongue in and you swallow it. You suck on your drunken mother’s probing tongue like a frantic lover.”
In my mind my darkest desires were playing out, much more vividly than I had ever been able to fantasize myself. This ‘therapy’ was allowing me to see clearly where my thoughts were, and it seems that deep inside I wanted to have sex with my own mother!
Rachel could somehow sense this revelation come over me. Her tone softened again, but her grip on my stiff cock remained tight.
“Strip down for her Scott, take off your clothes, she won’t mind. In fact, she’ll watch with rapt anticipation as your beautiful, naked body comes into view. She’s so drunk she’d probably love to see her grown son standing completely naked in her living room with his aroused cock sticking out. Just watch as she stares at you, licking her lips, quietly slipping out of her own clothes as well. Stare back as her lovely figure comes into view like you’ve never seen her before. Her trembling naked flesh stands before you, shivering with desire, feeling bare and exposed in front of her own son. She’ll quickly press her body against yours to dance again, completely naked this time, tonguing your ear and pushing your hard cock up between the two of you. Can you feel her nude body pressing against you, rubbing into your chest with her soft breasts? Touch her Scott. Feel her naked skin on yours and let her know you are truly enjoying your her sexy body. Suck on her neck. Feel her crumple and grind herself against you. Lick her. Drive your mother crazy.
“What’s the matter Scott? Are you afraid your own mother might drop to her knees and take her own son’s hard cock in her mouth, sucking on it like it was the last bottle of bourbon in the liquor cabinet?”
I wasn’t ready as Rachel dropped down in my lap and took my entire length slowly into her mouth, nursing on me, softly gagging against me in a quiet, sultry moment of intense bliss. I tipped my head forward and back again as she slowly came back up to my ear, leaving my naked cock glistening in her hand.
“It’s okay Scott, she loves your big cock, you can tell. Her lips drag up and down on your shaft as you realize your mother is kneeling naked in the middle of her living room floor with your raging hard-on inching back and forth across her soft, sweet lips. She’s a cocksucker Scott, your own mother. Her mouth is open and you can’t help but slide yourself in and out of there, between her lips, across her tongue, against her throat. She’s doing it . . . sucking her own son. Oh my god, this is what you were afraid of! It’s too late Scott, she’s on her knees and her mouth is around you, sucking your cock; your own mother!”
Rachel stopped her busy pumping of my length and dropped back down, engulfing me with her luscious wet mouth again. Her lips were large and I could feel them around the base of my cock, moving, pressing; her head repeatedly raising and lowering her mouth on me. The soft wet hollow my cock was submerged in was pulling more lust out of me than I ever knew I had. Her snaky tongue swirled around me again and her head lifted slowly, coming back to my ear.
This time her hand took hold of mine and brought it between her legs and up underneath her skirt. The bare wrinkled flesh I immediately felt was drenched in desire, my fingers plunged easily inside as her momentum picked up in my ear.
“Oh my god Scott, you could actually have her! She’s completely drunk and would have no problem spreading her legs and waiting for her own son to ease his aroused penis right into her. Is that what you were afraid of? How pleasing your mother’s body might feel as you push your hard cock into her slippery walls of motherhood, fucking your own mom because she’s so god damn drunk? Don’t worry Scott, she loves to fuck, and you’re next.”
With that Rachel swung a leg over my lap and straddled me, her skirt draping over us like a shroud. She settled her moist maturity over my twitching shaft and sank down around me, all the way down until my cock was completely submerged in a luxurious pocket of soaking-wet warmth. I snapped my eyes open and Rachel’s gleaming stare was hot and wild, her lively eyes even more so, drilling into mine.
“Oh GOD Scott . . . you’re in!” she panted, “Inside your own mother with your naked cock, you’re actually going to fuck her! Did you think this might happen? That you would actually slide your burning erection inside her motherly hold? You have to give it to her you know,” she said, looking me right in the eye as her cunt walls pressed and released my girth inside of her. “You have to give your intoxicated mother what she was really hoping for when she asked you to dance . . . a passionate fuck to last her forever!”
With that I pushed inside her deeply and pulled back, and involuntarily slamming back into her.
“OH!” she screamed and started bouncing up and down in my lap, “Push yourself in deep and make her scream Scott! Oh fuck, you knew it would come to this, didn’t you? Fucking your own mother. You have to fuck her now; you have to fuck your poor, lonely mother Scott. You can’t help it. She can’t help it. She’s drunk and naked and she’s fucking her own son! She’ll tighten her shaking legs around your waist and pull your cock in so deep, letting it slam into her. Slam into her Scott. Oh GOD yes!! Fuck her!”
I was out of my mind with the heat she had built into my body, and I was fucking my own mother in that office; really letting loose. I leaned back on the couch and started really giving it to her. Our thighs were smacking loudly as my mother said in earnest, “Tell me Scott, talk to me!”
Again my mouth opened and out poured my innermost fantasies, “Oh Mom! You feel so good. Can you feel me, inside you? Oh my god, we shouldn’t be doing this. I can’t stop it. I have to do it. Feel me inside of you. We’re doing it!”