Jacinda’s eyes were now closed as she felt the soft, squishy tongue of her own son invade the privacy of her nether regions. She was already drunk and horny and loved the way he was treating her body again. As usual, he was in control and Jacinda had surrendered herself to her own 18 year old son to do with as he pleased. She felt her vaginal walls work over time, further secreting sweet juices on her son’s tender tongue. All the while, his nose and fingers probed the entrance of her freshly dilated butt hole. Just as she was enjoying the feeling of her son’s warm tongue on her vagina, she suddenly felt his teeth at the edge of her anus.
Hunter was now biting his mother’s ass just around the edge of her booty hole. He had her anus covered entirely by his mouth, with his tongue pressed hard all around it and was trying to insert his tongue into her asshole. With some difficulty he pressed down deeper on the tender skin of his mother’s open sphincter as his tongue had successfully entered her anal cavity. Hunter loved the taste of his mother’s anus and swirled his tongue around her butthole. He was going in deep and making sure she felt his warm, moist tongue on the inner walls of her anal canal. Jacinda had never felt this sensation before. She was fucked in the ass by her son just the day before, but nothing felt this sexual and unique as his tongue in her butt.
Jacinda was now getting hornier and moaning louder. The intoxication from the alcohol in combination with her own sexual arousal was taking its peak. As her son was eating her ass out, Jacinda could feel her warm, sensual juices leak out of the thin walls of her vaginal lips. Hunter could also feel the warmth of his mother’s pussy as he saw streaks of her liquids ooze out of her. He instantly brought his tongue out and lapped her up between her legs. Licking her thighs like a hasty dog. Jacinda’s mouth was still plugged by the same buttplug that was deep inside her rectum just moments ago. And now her anus was licked, eaten and bitten by her son. She felt so dirty playing these anal games with her son. It was by far the nastiest thing she had done, other than drinking her son’s piss.
Hunter then suddenly tore his mother’s panties which were still by her ankles. The tearing sound got Jacinda excited as she looked behind through her long, disheveled hair, staring into the horny eyes of her son. He had a beasty, aroused look in his eyes, as if he was actually a Hunter starting down at his prey. She was the deer to him and he was going to eat his prey. Jacinda smiled, knowing her son still loved her and wanted to treat her the only way she loved being treated. Like a sex slave, a play toy, a fuck doll whose only purpose in life was now to serve her Master, her son.
Hunter got back up from his knees and pulled his mother up by grabbing her hair roughly. She stared back at him with her mouth clogged by the buttplug. He pulled it out and placed it in his pocket. Giving Jacinda a chance to grab her breath. He could see their little dirty escapade in the bathroom stall had made her so hot, she was sweating profusely with sweat dripping down her forehead. Hunter got close to his mother and licked a bead of sweat from her cheeks, all the way up to her forehead, tasting his mother’s sweat.
Hunter: How did your asshole taste mom?
Jacinda: I could ask you the same question honey…
Hunter loved how she could get catty at times and he wanted to punish her for her attitude.
He roughly grabbed her by the throat, squeezing her windpipe and brought her face closer to his. He had a firm grasp over her tender neck which was also showing signs of heat and sweat. The chokehold on her neck was making it difficult for her to breath and she was squealing, almost making a whistling sound from her mouth and nose.
Hunter: Open your mouth, slut!
“Slut” That was the first time he had called her that. She knew he didn’t mean it. She wasn’t a slut. She was a pure, pious, traditional, conservative and religious woman, until just a few days ago. Now she was her son’s sex slave and lover. For some reason, her Master referring to her as “Slut” turned her on even more. She was his pain slut and he had further labeled her more demeaningly. But in the humiliation he enforced upon her, was the exclusivity of his love for his sex slave mother. She learned that day, no matter who or what may come, her son preferred her over other, hotter women.
Jacinda obliged with her Master’s request and opened her mouth, while her son was still squeezing her neck choking her throat. As the squealing continued, Hunter spat in his mother’s mouth with disdain, once again reminding her of her place as his sex slave.
Hunter: There’s a little taste of your own asshole Mom. I gotta say, it was delicious. I should eat your ass out more. Would you like that my dear slut?
Jacinda: (trying to speak with a squeak in her raspy voice) ugh….yyyesss..
The vice grip-like hold he had on his mother’s neck had cut blood flow to her head and she was turning pale. She could barely squeal out a mild ‘yes’ but her dedication to feeling herself and her pain was making her submit more to her son. With the pipes in her throat still blocked by her son’s grip, the wad of spit just floated on her tongue slowly running down towards the back of her mouth. Hunter then spat in his mother’s mouth again and finally let her neck go.
Jacinda was able to breathe again and she took a deep breath in. Swallowing her son’s spit. The wad of thick saliva that tasted more like the inside of her own anus. Jacinda coughed violently trying to rest the muscles in her throat which had been viciously squeezed by her son. She looked up back at him and fell in his arms with her head resting on his chest and putting her arms around him.
Jacinda: Thank You Master. I love you, Hunter.
Hunter: I love you too.
They exited the bathroom stall and walked out of the ladies’ room. A couple of women watched them with an annoyed confused look, since Hunter, being a man, came out of the women’s restroom. And when the two women entered, they saw the rags of what was left of Jacinda’s panties lying on the floor. They understood something weird must’ve taken place in that bathroom stall.
Jacinda and Hunter were now back on the dance floor. Kissing, hugging, touching each other, feeling each other, lost in their love for one other. Under the strobing lights and blinding lasers, the mother and son grinded, danced like a young couple and Jacinda was really feeling the effects of alcohol and the atmosphere around her. She felt like a younger version of herself, despite her ripe age. To top off the experience for her, she had just indulged in a naughty experience in a public bathroom stall with her own son. Who ate her ass out.
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After dancing in the club a little more, Jacinda and Hunter walked out of the club to return back to their suite. Jacinda had a few more drinks in her and Hunter wanted to make sure she was free and ready to face what was to come for her that night. As they walked through the corridor towards their balcony suite, the mother and son couldn’t keep their hands off of each other. Hunter kept touching and fondling his now braless and panty-less mother. In the elevator to their floor, Hunter slid off the sleeve of his mother’s dress and kissed her shoulders. As they reached the passage that led to their door, they kept laughing and playing with each other like a newlywed couple.
Once at the door of their suite, Jacinda and Hunter kissed with lots of love and tongue. Jacinda planted multiple kisses on her son’s lips, his cheeks, his chin, his forehead, his nose, his neck, his chest. Hunter’s back was now facing their door as he continued kissing his mother in the hallway. There were other suites on the floor in their hallway but it was past midnight, and the hallway was empty. Hunter pushed his mother back. She now faced him standing a foot away from him. His back resting on the door of their room. Jacinda had an eager naughty smile on her face. She knew they were about to have sex as soon as they entered the room. But her Master had more surprises in store for her.
Hunter: You look gorgeous tonight.
Jacinda had a wide grin on her face. She was still shy and blushing. Getting compliments from her handsome teenage son was not new for her anymore, but something about it felt very rewarding for her. She knew she was the average mom next door. But for her son, she was everything.
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