Mom’s Man Of The House

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Mom’s Man Of The HouseJune 14th – the first day of summer vacation, and Nick Williams was going to make the most of it. Leaving high school behind, the 17 year-old wanted nothing more than to hang around the house until autumn and his first year at Westchester University. Nick went into the family’s den and rummaged through the DVD cabinet, eventually choosing one of the racier selections. In fact, it was actually porn, truth be told – though of the “soft core” variety. He popped it in, unzipped his jeans and slowly masturbated as he watched the couple on the TV make passionate love. He didn’t hear his mother come down the stairs. Pamela Williams, dressed in tight grey sweats and a white tee shirt, was about to go for a workout in the gym in the garage, but was curious what Nick was up to. She walked over to the den’s doorway, and watched her son caress his immense rock hard cock. She smiled. Nick knew his mom was standing there and he turned, grinning at her from the love seat. “Good morning, Nicholas,” Pamela chirped. “Well, I was going to pump some weights in the garage, but this looks like a lot more fun.” She sauntered over and joined her son on the couch, slipping her hand over her son’s huge swollen balls. She then turned her attention to the TV. “Oh, I love this film. It’s so sexy and romantic.” They watched the film together while Pamela masturbated her son. The lovers onscreen climaxed and Pamela sighed contently, stretching over to kiss her son on the lips. Nick returned the kiss, running his hands around his mom’s narrow waist, and out around her wide hips. Their tongues danced together as they frenched. Pamela kept stroking her son’s thick cock, evoking moans from him. “Oh, damn, that feels so good, Mom.””Now, Nicholas,” Pamela admonished in a stern whisper, “you know better than to call me that. When your father Ted is away, you’re the Man of the House, and I’m your woman, so call me by my name.””Pamela,” Nick whispered in his mother’s ear as he nibbled her earlobe. He moved a hand to the tight crotch of his mom’s sweatpants and rubbed her moist mound. “Oh, my lord, that’s so nice,” Pamela purred as she squirmed and gyrated her hips. Torrents of piquant cunt juice soaked the fabric as Nick rubbed his mother’s clit. And with that, there were no more words. After a few more minutes, Pamela gently kissed her son’s lips, rose from the love seat, and moved toward the den’s doorway. She stopped, turned and gave a small smile to her son. He smiled back, turned off the TV and followed her out of the den. He followed his mother up the stairs, eyeing her exquisitely round butt firmly ensconced in the sweatpants. His cock was still jutting out from his open zipper, fully canlı bahis siteleri erect and throbbing with sex-blood. Pamela glanced back over her shoulder as she ascended the stairway, licking her lips and giggling just a bit. Nick loved the way they played and teased each other. It was like they had their own little secret language. Along with the biggest secret of all, of course. They entered the Master Bedroom and soon fell into an embrace standing beside the king-sized bed. Pamela was quite a bit smaller than her son – maybe five foot four, with severe curves and a cascade of dark brown hair that just brushed her shoulders. Nicholas was six feet tall, muscular and possessed of a massive cock, much larger than his father’s. But that’s not what mattered most to his mother. She loved his sensitivity and the way he made love to her, the way he desired her and possessed her. And today was the day for much, much more. They undressed each other. Nicholas, naked and completely aroused, kissed his mother’s gumdrop-sized nipples, suckling on them while caressing her ample boobs. Pamela coo’d quietly, running her hands thru Nicholas’s mop of blond hair. That’s when she noticed she still had her wedding ring on and paused to slip it off. She tossed it into the ornamental ceramic bowl on the nightstand, creating a sound that made Nick smile as he continued to lick his mom’s nipples. That ceramic bowl – glazed a deep midnight blue – was something he’s fired up in the kiln in his junior year art class. When he gave it to his mom a year ago and received a passionate kiss in return (the first they’d ever shared), that was really the beginning of their long mutual seduction – a seductive pas de deux where they hinted and teased and tormented each other for months before the dance finally ended with a night of torrid lovemaking a few weeks ago. Now, they were nearly inseparable. They moved onto the bed and Nick knelt as his mom licked and sucked and worshipped his cock, taking it deeply into her mouth, kissing and lightly teething and sucking while Nick tilted his head back and enjoyed the pleasure he felt. Then, he gently eased his mother onto her back, kissed her generous thighs, and ran his tongue up to Pamela’s lightly furred and fragrant pussy. It was dripping sweet cunt juice and Nicholas eagerly licked and licked, sending his mother into convulsive waves of joy as she climaxed very quickly – one time, two times, three times – as Nicholas plunged his tongue deep into her lovehole. They were both more than ready to fuck. This was usually the time Pamela reached over to her nightstand drawer and pulled out a contraceptive sponge. But she didn’t do it this time. She continued canlı casino kissing and hugging her son, both of them out of their minds with lust, Nick rubbing the entire length of his dripping cock up and down his mother’s hot slit, using intense control to not just mount her and plunge deep, deep, deep inside.Finally, after an eternity without exchanging a word, Pamela breathed warmly into her son’s ear, pulling him tightly against her chest. “Put it in me, Honey. Do it, Nicholas. I’m sooo fertile right now. I want you to breed with me. I want you to put a baby in me. Please, please put it in me now, lover.” “I will, I will. God, I want to so bad.”And with that, he entered his mother’s fertile babyhole, sliding the entire length of his babymaker into her. They embraced and kissed feverishly as the fucking commenced. They laughed with sexual passion, bucking their hips together in a carnal fervor, going faster and more furiously with each stroke. Pamela climaxed with a loud squeal and begged her son to cum, too – “Come on, Honey, give it to me. Hurry and put a baby in me, sweetheart. Come on, do it, oh do it. You’re the Man of the House. Do your duty and knock me up. Ooooooooo… do it, Honey.””Uhhh, gawwwd, I’m doing it. I’m putting a baby in you. Oh, christ!” And Nicholas blasted a generous hot load into his mother, sending jet after jet of thick fertile babyjuice deep into her womb. His orgasm was unbelievably intense. He was impregnating his mother, and he loved her so much as he filled her belly with a baby. They continued throughout the morning and into the afternoon, making babylove in the Master Bedroom. Around noon, happily exhausted from so many orgasms, they took a break and went downstairs to eat lunch. Then, they took a shower together before returning to the bedroom to screw for the rest of the afternoon. Late in the day, as the sounds people returning home from work wafted with the breeze thru the open window, the upstairs Master Bedroom found the lovers in a quieter mood, with Pamela straddling her son, gently rocking on his lap while running her hands over his chest and gazing lovingly into his eyes. Nick’s cock continued to rise to the occasion, even after he’d unloaded into his mom’s womb six times that day. But now he simply moved it in and out of Pamela’s babyhole, savoring the warmth of her cunt, savoring the idea that he’d stolen his father’s wife, that she was all his. Savoring the idea that he was breeding with his own mother. By the end of the week, however, the fantasy was over. Nick’s father Ted came home and he had to move back to his teenage bedroom down the hall. Neither Pamela nor Nick wanted this They wanted to keep working on their kaçak casino baby. Pamela was super healthy and super fertile, but she was 40, so it might take a while for Nick to impregnate her. They needed every spare moment to breed.The day after Ted returned home, Pamela cornered her son downstairs in the laundry room. They embraced and French-kissed with Ted right above them, in the living room. “Put your seed in me, Honey,” she demanded. “I know you want to.” Pamela turned around and hiked up her tight little summer dress, revealing her bare butt. She leaned on the washing machine and as it hummed, Nick lowered his jeans and slid his cock up into his mother’s warm wet cunt. He squeezed her sexy nether cheeks as he pumped her quickly, not wanting to get caught by his dad. Pamela moaned loudly, losing control as the pleasure washed over her. It felt so sinfully good, but the taboo thrill caused them both to cum quickly as Nick shot another hot load into his mom’s fertile womb. Later that afternoon, they did it again, this time in Nick’s bedroom, while Ted was out grabbing Chinese food for dinner. After dinner, Pamela suggested they all go to the movies. Ted was too tired and wanted to stay home to watch TV. Pamela acted upset with her husband, but she was secretly excited. Mother and son left the house, but didn’t go to the Westchester Theatres complex. No, instead they checked into the Westchester Grand Hotel and screwed well past the ending time of the movie they were supposed to be seeing. But they were having too much fun to stop. “We’re gonna get into sooooo much trouble with your father,” Pamela teased as she seduced her son again and again. “But I don’t care. C’mon and put it in me again, Sweetheart and make me pregnant.” Nick finished fucking his mom around midnight, and at the same time decided he was finished NOT being the Man of the House. The next day, Ted had to head into the office early He backed his car down the long driveway that led right onto Westchester Avenue, the busiest roadway in town and always a challenge to enter in the best of circumstances. Of course, when the brake lines to your car have been cut and your driveway is on a steep incline, your odds of a safe journey turn significantly against you. Ted Worthington Williams, husband to Pamela Williams and father to Nicholas Williams, died in a tragic traffic accident during the third week of June. On the First of July, 40 year-old widow Pamela Palladino and 18 year-old Nicholas Williams were wed in Reno, Nevada. Only they knew they were mother and son. And only Pamela knew she was already carrying her son’s baby. She’d tell him tonight, after some passionate breeding in the Master Bedroom. “I told you you were the Man of the House, Nicholas,” Pamela smiled at her son as they arrived home from the airport after their wedding. She leapt up into her son’s arms and, both laughing with joy and happiness, he carried her upstairs to their bedroom.

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