Family Bonding

Emma shook her head slightly. “No. I-I only noticed it a few m-months ago.”

“Really now? Then I guess you got away with just a light punishment this time.” He closed the distance between their faces. “What do you say, my beautiful mom?”

Emma’s face was on fire at this point. I was afraid she would faint for a moment. What she said next surprised me once again.

“Whatever you want.”

It must have surprised Vincent as well because he flinched a little and not being able to resist her anymore, he captured her lips and started to devour them. He was kissing her like a hungry beast, releasing his pent-up frustration on her.

Emma stiffened and was unable to respond for a few seconds. But then, she wrapped her arms around his neck and opened her mouth for him to explore. I could see their tongues colliding, taking turns to delve into each other’s mouths.

Vincent let his hands roam around her body, rubbing and groping her ass and tits alternately. Emma melted in his arms. I could give everything to know what she was feeling at that moment because just a minute ago she was about to faint from embarrassment. Maybe there was still some embarrassment but her arousal was stronger.

After what felt like an eternity, Vincent broke the kiss, only to shower her face with kisses again. He kissed her forehead, eyes, cheeks, and chin. It felt like he was trying to leave no spot untouched by his lips.

He went to her neck, kissing and nibbling around her collarbone. Emma whimpered and clutched his rich black hair. He was giving her marks, leaving a hickey almost everywhere that his lips touched.

I was feeling extreme visual stimulation from the scene playing in front of me. Even if I wasn’t involved in the action, I wondered if my arousal might be bigger than theirs. It was such an obscene sight.

This young man was the creation of me and her, and now he was doing things to her that only I was supposed to do. I was dying to let my dick out, but I resisted because I wanted to wait for them to undress first.

Vincent’s lips and hands became more frantic just before he stopped and pulled back to admire his handiwork: her flushed face, hazy eyes looking at him, swollen lips from being kissed, and bite marks on her neck and shoulders.

“You will be the death of me.” He deadpanned, looking at her with a mix of intense lust and affection in his eyes. “On your knees.” He ordered.

He got rid of his t-shirt in a blink of an eye. Emma hesitated for a moment, knowing his intention. Then, obeyed him without a word and kneeled on the carpeted floor.

She looked up at him again after taking her position.

Vincent looked down, wetting his lips with his tongue. It was clear that the anticipation was killing him. “What are you waiting for, Mom? Take it out.”

Emma lifted her slightly trembling hands and unbuttoned his pants before pulling down the zipper. She tugged the pants down from both sides and it fell to his feet, leaving him with only his underwear. Vincent’s eyes were fixed on her and he was enjoying every second of it.

Emma took a deep breath, hooked her fingers to his boxers from both sides again, and pulled it down. The fabric didn’t resist and easily slid down, and released its restraint on his dick before joining his pants.

Vincent’s cock stood up proudly, pointing directly to Emma’s face. I must say, it was such a beautiful dick. It was an eight-inch-long monster with a girth of five inches, beginning from right above his large balls and following a veiny shaft to its big head. It was perfect.

Emma was on her knees in front of Vincent, seemingly entranced by his dick. She stared at it. After half a minute, she brought her right hand and trailed her fingers along his length.

“Mmm,” Vincent moaned while watching her admire his dick.

Emma wrapped her dainty fingers around it, earning a grunt from Vincent. She continued to admire it. She bobbed her hand up and down slowly like she was taunting him.

Vincent was getting impatient. “Please.” He begged.

“What do you want me to do?” She feigned ignorance.

“I want your beautiful lips on my dick. You will kiss it, lick it, and suck it. Show me what you got.” He demanded.

Upon hearing this, Emma stuck her tongue out and gave his glans a lick. Vincent shuddered. “You little tease. If it was someone else, I would be fucking her face right now.”

Emma gave him a shy smile. She stuck out her tongue again, this time licking under his entire length from the base to the top. Vincent shuddered again. He was clearly holding back from taking the matter into his own hands.

Emma finally took his head into her mouth after giving a few licks more to his length. She began to suck on it, all while maintaining eye contact with her son. Vincent looked down at her with almost a pained expression on his face.

I could imagine what he was feeling. His dick was in his gorgeous mother’s mouth, whom he fantasized about for years.

“You look so lewd and sexy but so cute and beautiful at the same time with my dick in your mouth. How is that even possible?”

‘I asked the same question to myself thousand times.’ I replied in my mind.

“I have been struggling to decide if I should paint your face or make you swallow my load, but I finally decided,” Vincent said while Emma kept sucking on his head. You will swallow all of it. I don’t want a single drop escaping between your lips.”

As if finding the idea arousing, Emma increased the intensity of her suction. Her left hand came to his balls to massage them. Then she released his dick from her mouth, only to open it more before taking his cock deeper into her throat.

She only was able to take half of it, which was a commendable thing considering his size. She kept massaging his balls while her head and right hand traveled along his shaft. Vincent was in a trance, moaning and grunting while watching his mother suck his cock with fervor.

Emma released his cock again to catch her breath but she kept rubbing his balls and shaft with her hands. She didn’t break eye contact even once, probably because I told her before that it heightens the pleasure for men. My little slutty wife…

“You have such a beautiful dick, sweetie. I was always proud of your looks, and cock isn’t any different.” Emma complimented him.

Vincent moaned loudly. I could see that witnessing her motherly side in such a lewd situation was giving him a divine sensation. “You are killing me, Mom.”

“Don’t worry, honey. I will take care of you.” She consoled him. “Will you give your seed to your mom? I can’t wait to taste it. I want to feel your cock throb and twitch in my mouth while you pour your seed into my stomach, honey. Please give it to me.”

“Fuck!” Vincent exclaimed when she started her assault again by taking him into her mouth right after those words. She began her routine of sucking his cock and rubbing her balls, giving her son extra attention.

After a minute, Vincent’s moans and breaths became erratic. He brought his left hand to her hair to grab it gently. He was close. Sensing his impending orgasm, Emma increased her pace.

Vincent grunted loudly. “I-I’m cumming!” He managed to say before his load began to pour into his mother’s mouth. I could see his dick’s visible part that was out of Emma’s mouth becoming larger and its veins more evident. I was also able to see the gulping movements of Emma’s throat as she eagerly drank her son’s seed to fill her stomach.

I don’t know how much he came but it was a huge load. It took almost a minute for him to empty his balls. After finally his convulses subsided, Emma took his dick out of her mouth and began tending to it by gently kissing and licking. As if she was making out with his dick, praising it for a good job.

Vincent lay down on the bed. “That was the most intense orgasm of my life so far. Thank you, Mom. You are amazing.”

“Don’t mention it, honey. Now my body belongs to you as much as it belongs to your father. You can call whenever you want me again.” Emma lay down beside him, resting her head in her hand and facing him.

Vincent gave me a look for confirmation and I nodded. He was my son. We were a family. There was nothing I couldn’t share with my family.

Vincent smiled and gave her a kiss on her lips. Even after what they did, this affectionate act still evoked her shyness.

After a few minutes of recovering, Vincent began to get handsy again. He groped and gave a firm squeeze to her right breast while rubbing her thighs and ass with his other hand. Emma’s sweet moans started to fill the room.

“I hope you didn’t think we finished, you gorgeous thing?” Vincent remarked and got up to lean over her in missionary position. He captured her lips once again, alternating between discovering her mouth, sucking her tongue, and nibbling on her lips. “I can’t get enough of your lips.”

Being satisfied at the sight of her swollen lips, he attacked her neck again. Emma’s moans mixed with small whimpers reached my ears. Vincent pulled back for a moment, looking at her face with a slight frown.

“I’m sorry. Am I being too rough?” He looked at the marks he gave her. “I forgot to ask if you are okay with it. I can’t hold back myself completely.”

Emma offered him a proud and assuring smile. “You don’t have to hold back, honey. I can handle it. Besides, it’s not like I don’t like it.” She blushed at her own words.

Vincent immediately returned to his mission which was to give her body a mark at every spot. His mouth traveled downward, still kissing and biting through the thin fabric of her nightgown. Not satisfied without direct contact, he pulled up the cloth, lifting her a little to slide the sexy black nightwear over her head.

Once accomplished his goal, he let her lie down again. He stared at her naked skin, engraving every part of her body into his mind.