Free incest stories: A Friday night with mom – Part 2

She turned her back on him and faced the wall, opening her legs as she did. She looked back at Mikey, expectation plain on her face, as her fingers reached between her legs and spread apart the feminine lips of her vulva.

Mikey stood there like a fool. Unsure what to do. His cock aching to be back inside something hot and wet, especially with it being oh-so-close to shooting off. But this wasn’t part of the deal with his dad. He was only allowed to get his dick sucked from his mom, that’s what he’d been told.

Now they’d come this far, Mikey found he had the words to express his confusion.

His mom’s answer spelled out the situation succinctly: “But I never agreed to that part of the deal. It’s time we made a new deal between ourselves, and kept it just between the two of us. Now get that big dick of yours over here and inside of me.”

Mikey remained in place for several long seconds. Glued to the spot as he considered the incredible sin his mom was asking him to help her commit.

He thought of his father downstairs. Of him knowing that his wife was currently servicing their son’s prick and expecting her to use her hand and mouth to accomplish the deed, so they’d uphold their end of the deal.

He looked around the cubicle at the tiles and wiped his hand over the fogged glass door. He looked out at the bathroom and the familiarity of the mirror, basin and bath mat. The familiar sight of normality warred with the bizarre engagement he was in the middle of. He’d spent all his life there living respectfully with his mom. Their relationship till now completely normal.

Mikey felt dizzyingly confused and momentarily at a loss for what to do.

He stood there looking outward through the glass-pane as his mom’s hand took hold of his prick and moved him closer to her body.

He still looked out of the cloudy glass as his feet shuffled forward towards her bent over and offered body.

His eyes closed as he felt the tip of his dick meet with the tangle of hair that covered her vagina.

He bit his lip and inwardly voiced a silent howl of delight as his mom fitted the end of his shaft between the flowered lips of her sex.

Her hand let go of him once his tip was located just inside of her.

He suddenly knew what he wanted to do.

Mikey’s hands lifted and took hold of his mom’s hips.

His feet shuffled till he was in a better position.

He turned his head to her and opened his eyes.

His mom’s head was turned away from him, her face downward and her hair a long, straight, wet ribbon that hung towards the shower tray. Her arse was full and round. He could just see the sides of her heavy tits hanging from her body beneath her chest. His fingers flexed and spread across the soft fullness of her hips. His hands moved and his palms slipped round her front and down over her middle. He felt her. Her pubic hair tangling between his fingers. His fingers moved between her legs until he touched himself, and then he brought his hands back to her hips.

Mikey pushed himself forward.

His cock moved further inside of the velvet-soft sheath that was his mom’s cunt.

Her body readily opened to him.

Her hips tipped back towards him, encouraging him on.

Moments ago he was there at her opening. Now he was sliding in, filling her.

Her wetness enveloped him. The heat and snugness of her twat held his arousal and had his cock throbbing from the pleasure.

He thought on the sin he was committing. That they were both committing.

His mom’s pussy sucked him in. She was melting upon him. The liquid core of her sex clenching and then milking. Her body began to shake and Mikey had to reach forward to steady her, and then hold her, as he realised she was climaxing.

Her cunt creamed over his solid prick.

He held her.

His hands took her tits in their palms. He cupped them. Weighed them and squeezed them. He pinched and pulled on her nipples and made his mother groan.

The shower still sprayed over them.

His cock began to work back and forth inside of the milf body of his mom.

His dad was downstairs, thinking he was oh-so-clever to have made the deal that would secure good exam results for his son. Downstairs in the front room, probably watching television and wondering what was for supper, as his own son fucked his mother while they showered.

Mikey pushed his swollen arousal into his mom.

His cock, still technically virgin, previously untouched and cherry still intact.

His balls were hot and tingly. He knew it wouldn’t be long till he began to shoot.

He gripped his mom’s hips and quickly thrust inside of her wetness, again and again.

Punching his cock forward inside of his mother’s cunt, with a force that made their bodies meet with a slap.

His mom’s hand was braced against the wall, helping her to push back upon him as he fucked her. Her other reached behind and held onto his thigh.

She lifted her head and looked over her shoulder at him. Twisting her neck and reaching towards him with her lips.

They kissed.

Mikey felt more power at the moment than he had ever felt before. He felt more confident, more assured, more like a man.

The kiss made him breathless. It was dizzying. It had his balls tightening with anticipation as he plowed his dick inside of his mom’s pussy.

He thought on his friends at school. His mates who liked to all boast that they’d already lost their virginities with older women. He knew that it was all bullshit. All of them knew that the boasts were BS.

Yet Mikey really was losing his cherry with an older woman.

His own mom.

Their lips broke apart. His mom’s eyes were glazed, her breath trembling. Her heavy tits shook and danced with the movement of their coupling.

Her pussy was like a velvet glove around him. He felt like he’d been inside of her for hours, but in reality it was more like a couple of minutes.

She rolled her pelvis and arched her back, a wanton sound coming from her as she did.

A low groan tore from the back of his throat.

His fingers spread upon her hips, palms flat and his hands clutching and pulling her back onto his cock.

His mom’s pussy clenched on him. Her body began to shake once again.

Mikey felt his own finish fast approaching.

He raced onward.

Body quivering and with her back arched, his mom’s sex felt like it was dissolving around his spear-like flesh.

Air came into Mikey’s lungs with a gasp.

He brought the front of his body against his mom’s back.

He pushed himself farther inside of her climaxing sex. Stabbing his swollen organ inside of his mom’s cunt so that he could desperately find the release his body ached for.

He felt the moment come upon him.

He surged into her, farther and deeper, then away and back again until at last, he pressed back to the full.

Mikey exploded inside of his mom.

He continued to pump his prick back and forth, in shallow strokes, inside the comforts of his mom’s maternal channel. His prick throbbed and pulsed out a thick milky flood of sperm inside of her. Filling her and sperming her pussy.

He stilled and held himself inside of his mom. Holding her as the enormity of the moment overcame him.

Without sound, Mikey began to cry.

Tears flooded his eyes and were silently washed away by the shower as he realised he’d just become a man.

The water showered over them. Splashing atop their flesh and spraying them with a fine mist. The glass of the shower door was completely fogged up. The bar of soap was slipping around the bottom of the shower tray, carried away in the flowing current of the water, circling the plug hole.

The normal familiarity of domestic bliss, shattered by the ground-breaking reality of a mother helping her child reach incestous manhood.

His mom began to slide her hand down the tiled wall. Her knees bending, her body following, coming to rest squatting on hand and knee. Mikey, still inside of her, followed suit.

He hunched over his mom. His arms wrapped around her as his knees rested on the hard plastic of the shower tray. His chin rested on his mom’s shoulder. They were both breathing heavy. Neither making any other noise.

Eventually they separated. Mikey cuffing his eyes with his hands, lest his mom see that he’d been crying due to the emotion of losing his virginity.

Still crouching down and behind her, he shuffled back.

His eyes spotted the sperm dripping out of his mom’s just-fucked pussy. The seed that fell to the ground was washed away by the shower water. But thick beads of his cloudy sperm were also stuck to the dark hairs over her twat, not all of it so easily washed away from where it slipped past her labia.

Once out of the shower they stood close and toweled each other dry.

Mikey’s hands exploring his mom’s womanly body. Stroking his palms over her curves and kissing her dark nipples, sucking them into his mouth when he saw she wasn’t going to protest.

They kissed as they toweled off.

Both of their hands now exploring each others bodies.

“Mom, what do we tell dad? I mean, about going further than just you sucking me.”

His mom gave him a look that he recognised as the one she reserved for when he’d either done or said something stupid.

“Oh, okay then,” Mikey grinned. “We don’t tell him, right.”

Leaning in, his mom answered him; “You’re learning, honey.”

Just before she left the room, towels wrapped around her body and atop her head, his mother turned and spoke again.

“You don’t tell your dad, or anyone else for that matter, if you want what we just did to become a regular thing. Got that?”

Mikey paused from pulling on his pants.

“You mean every Friday?” He asked.

“Friday’s were what you and your dad agreed upon. Every other day is what we’re agreeing on now, mister. Got that?”

Mikey nodded his head in quick agreement. Not believing his good fortune.

His mom slipped out the room, leaving him with a raging hard-on and a frenzied imagination of fucking her every single day of the week.