Sexting Mommy - A Family Secrets Taboo Story (3 page)

I looked at the picture. It made me smile.
Not bad, if I may say so myself. Send.

"Even better than I imagined," he replied.
"Are you ok with this? I don't want anything to change between
us."

"I'm ok with it. Nervous though," I
replied.

"About?"

"You're making me really horny LOL."

I stood in front of the mirror and placed my
hands on the counter staring at my reflection. No thoughts. Just
staring into my own eyes. I heard a click at my bedroom door. I
swung my head around.

"And that's a bad thing?" he asked. John was
standing completely naked in the entrance to my bathroom. Both of
us were completely naked. Shut out from the rest of the world in
the privacy of our own home. It was the first time in over ten
years that I had been completely naked with another person besides
his father. His eyes were glassed over. His body was ripped and
rugged looking. His cock was angled up and fully swollen. My heart
was about to explode. I could feel a bead of sweat form under my
forehead hairline and make its way down the side of my temple.

"You're not really sick, are you?" It was the
only thing I could of think of to say.

He gazed at me with those deep blue eyes of
his.

"No, Mom. I'm not."

Chapter 5

"What's happening here?" I asked.

"I think we both know, Mom."

I could see him struggling with his emotions
and I too couldn't deny that I was stirring a mix of lust and
confusion at the same time. I ached between my legs. My knees
trembled. I almost wanted to pinch myself to see if this was really
happening. But, I knew without a doubt that it was and there was
nobody else around that could stop it from going any further.

He walked toward me and stopped two feet
away. His hands were shaking just like mine. He was staring at me
as though he was trying to read my mind. Without saying a word, his
right hand grabbed my shoulder and spun me around as he pushed me
up against the counter pressing his body hard against mine. His
arms reached around and grabbed both of my breasts. He was nibbling
the back of my neck and heaving his hips against my ass forcing his
cock to run its length up my back. He took control. He took me and
god dammit it felt good. I wanted him. I've wanted him ever since
he turned eighteen but I denied it. I denied the cravings I had
whenever I saw him in shorts and no shirt. I denied the stirring
feelings I had whenever he would hug me. Had I only known he wanted
me just as bad, this day would probably have come sooner. It didn't
matter. It was happening now and I wasn't about to stop it.

"Oh, John. You feel so damn good." My words
were filled with my breath. My hands braced me against the counter
as I moved my ass in rhythm with his grinding movements.

"Call me son. I want to know you're my mom. I
want to make love to my mom."

"Oh god, son. That's it. Feel mommy's body. I
want to feel yours. I want to make love to you too." My hands
reached up and back to grab his hair. I pulled his head closer to
me. I wanted his mouth against every inch of my body. I wanted him
to know what I felt like inside. There was no longer a desire for
him, but a need. I needed his cock. I managed to push back from the
counter making him break his bond from me. I spun around and
dropped right to my knees. I grabbed his cock with my right hand
and quickly started jerking on it. My hand was barely able to wrap
around it and I moved my left hand up to join my right. I spit on
it to make it wet. My hands slid up and down the slippery skin. I
couldn't believe that I was jacking off my son. I looked up at him
and his eyes were half shut but doing their best to watch his mommy
pound his meat.

"Oh, mommy. That feels so good."

I could hear him struggling to get the words
out. I bounced the head of his cock on my lips before opening my
mouth to nibble it. One bite then two. I opened my mouth and took
him in as far as I could on the first try. I could feel the head
touching the opening of my throat. I released my grip on his shaft
and with one hand I grabbed his ass and the other hand cupped his
balls. My head bobbed up and down the shaft not losing any rhythm.
It felt like trying to choke down a cucumber but I wanted him to
feel how bad I was wanting him. He grabbed a handful of my hair and
pulled enough to make me understand that he wanted me to stand. I
got up and followed his lead toward the bed. He moved me in front
of the bed with the back of my knees touching the mattress.

"It's my turn," he said. He set me back on
the bed with his strong arms supporting me the entire way down. It
felt incredible with how he was taking charge and doing what he
wanted with me. His father never took the time to pleasure me.

He looked down at me. Beads of sweat dotted
his chest and neck. He lowered his lips to mine. I was far gone,
involved with my son in a very taboo way and I wasn't turning back.
His tongue circled mine withdrawing every few seconds to nibble on
my neck and kiss around my face. His body laid on top of me and I
worked my legs out from under him and brought them up to his sides.
He started moving down my body running his hands along the side of
my face and down my neck to my nipples. He made circles around my
stomach with his tongue and grabbed hold of nipples with firm
pinches.

"Suck them, baby," I said. "Suck mommy's
titties."

He raised his head up and cupped my boobs
with both hands and squeezed them together. He rubbed his face on
my nipples before taking one in his mouth. I felt his teeth slowly
down on the nipple as his mouth sucked at the same time. I could
feel it slide back and forth between his teeth. The friction was
bringing me to the edge. From one nipple to the other. Back and
forth he moved doing his best to treat each one like a precious
treasure.

He stopped and raised his body off of mine.
With one fluid motion, he managed to grab the backs of my thighs to
raise my legs and slid his face down between my legs. I looked down
to see his eyes staring up at me.

"You smell incredible, Mom," he said. "I love
your scent."

"You're making me feel so amazing. Thank
you," I said.

He gave me a smile letting me know he was
thankful in return as he pushed up the backs of my thighs to raise
my legs on to his shoulders. I felt his breath against my opening
just before he let on with his tongue. Holy fuck. My son is eating
my pussy. His tongue flicked the outside lips and ran the length
from the outer edge top of my asshole up to my clit. I reached down
and ran my fingers through his hair and shifted my hips in order to
give him better access. I felt his mouth nibbling on my clit and
sucking it in and out between his teeth. His right hand made it's
way around my thigh and between my thighs. He took two fingers and
slid them up inside me while eating me out at the same time.

"Dammit, Son. You're going to make Mommy
come."

"I won't let you. Not this way, at least." He
continued pushing his fingers in and out of me. I can only imagine
it being a precursor of what it will feel like compared to his
cock. I looked down to see he hand one hand wrapped around his cock
and was jerking and squeezing it. He was displaying his talent of
eating and fingering pussy while jacking off at the same time.
Great coordination there, my boy.

"I'm too close, Son," I said. "I can't wait
much longer."

He raised up from his position between my
legs and slid back up with his face directly in front of mine. We
both glanced down the open space that separated our two bodies and
down to between our legs. I pulled my legs up to where my knees
straddled hips. It was my invitation for him to enter me which he
was preparing himself to do as he guided his big head to my
entrance. He paused and looked down at me. I gave him a curious
look.

"I love you, Mom," he said.

It felt wonderful hearing those words.

"I love you too, Son," I said as I
smiled.

He lowered his hips down a couple of inches
and I could feel the head of his cock spreading my opening as it
made its way into my hole. I couldn't believe how wide I felt my
lips part. It was the widest they had ever been opened by a cock
and brought back the memories of the time I had discovered the joys
of a cucumber when I was a young teen. He continued to slide the
head inside me and my best guess was that three inches was in
before I started to slide only the head in and out. He was teasing
me, no doubt, but at the same time was making sure to take his time
to allow it to fit.

After several strokes, he slid the entire
length up my hole and pressed his body down on to mine. I hooked my
legs around the backs of his thighs and drew him in. I could feel
his balls resting on the crack of my ass. He started his rhythmic
cadence of pulling out and pushing in the entire length. I could
sense my eyes rolling up and back into my skull as he continued to
buck his hips. He was fully engaged and increasing his beat to what
was now becoming a pounding. His balls continued to hit the
entrance to my ass and I could hear the slapping of his skin
against mine. God dammit, this guy can fuck.

"Oh baby. You're gonna make me come. You're
gonna make Mommy come, baby."

"Take it, Mommy. I want you to come."

"Fuck Mommy. Come on baby. Fuck your momma's
pussy."

It was animalistic. It was taboo. It may have
been wrong, but it felt so right. I wanted it and he wanted it. It
was Friday and we still had the whole weekend together to enjoy
each other. We were one now. Step mom and step son. Lovers.

A Message from the Author

Home Sick

By

Kat VonSant

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