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I grunted as my body spasmed, the first of my many climaxes that day rushing through my body. The sensation of his fingers, roughly mashing my sensitive nub while his cock savagely pounded my pussy sent shocks from the pit of my stomach to my fingers and toes. I strained against him but I held me fast, held me tight, rutting me as he was approached his own climax
He growled that he was cumming, brought on by the rhythmic clenching of my pussy from my own mind blowing orgasm. I wailed as his throbbing squirting cock sent me into a second gut wrenching orgasm, screaming as my muscles tightened and the blood pulsed through my ears. I felt the splattering of my baby's hot cum squirt deep into me, coating my poor brutalised cervix with his hot soothing spunk, filling me to bursting point..
He held my tight, thrusting my flailing body angrily and effortlessly down onto him as he ploughed his way through his orgasm, pummelling me relentlessly while my own orgasms arrived in thunderous waves, one after another.
Finally, as he slowed, panting furiously he held my tingling body to his, massaging me, professing his love for me even while he continued to work his cock into my abused fuck hole. I could feel his copious cum starting to gather in a nasty frothy mess at my entrance, making his penetrations all the more slippery. Skilfully he positioned both of us onto our sides spooning like lovers.
Neither of us said anything for a long while, just enjoying the sound of each others breathing as they went from breathless pants of delight to a more relaxed and satisfied snooze. He stayed in me throughout, he's slowly deflating cock acting like a plug, maintaining his seal around the pussy he'd just fertilised, or perhaps a reminder to me of how he'd conquered his prize and was now stating his claim over me.
I was fine with that, I made no attempt to move away, as I nuzzled into him, grinding my ass into his hips, enjoying the warm satisfaction of his filling presence inside me. I clenched my vagina muscles around his cock and lightly patted his thigh. "That was the best fuck I've ever had."
As if to signal his agreement he gave me a delightfully cheeky thrust of his cock while running his hands over my body before settling on taking a handful of my boob and squeezing tightly.
"Telling me! You're so fucking amazing!" He whispered into my ear. I sensed a wide grin of satisfaction on his face. The alpha male had taken his rightful place and claimed authority and ownership of my pussy.
"You enjoyed yourself then? Enjoyed mummy's pussy?" I mewed, enjoying the protective warmth of his embrace, while delighting in reminding both myself of just how incredible hot it was to have engaged in this forbidden taboo.
He slid he's hand down between my thighs and placed a fingertip gently on my clit, massaging me softly. I gasped at his confident touch, moaning softly at the tingling feelings I was beginning to feel once again, deep in the pit of my tummy.
"I think I might have made a bit of a mess down there." he chortled.
"That's ok sweetheart, we can jump in the shower in a bit." I said, stroking my fingers along his forearm.
He nuzzled against the nape of my neck, kissing me while grinding his hips against my ass. His fingers continued to massage and delight my poor battered pussy, fucked harder than it had ever been fucked before yet humming with a deeply satisfying throb.
The two of us just stayed like that for a while, cuddling, kissing and playing with each others bodies. There was plenty of time to wash the sex off later but for now, it was nice just to indulge in the moment and to enjoy the delightfully squishy mess where our sexes met.
- COMMENTS
Anonymousabout 8 years agoWonderful expressions and writing skills. The details have been beautifully brought out. Loved reading it, especially the dialogue between FMJ and the mother - keep it up
Anonymousover 10 years agoYes he is a good writer but the Indian sub genre does not attract a lot of following.
I am still waiting for him to give us more of his "Deepa's Decline", one of the best stories here on the Lit.
Anonymousalmost 11 years agoFellow literotica readers, that's the way to discourage brilliant writers, like FJM, who's around 30 years old, and whose hot young balls are stimulated to the max by stories of boys sticking their fat young prick up their mother's mommy-hole, as Mobeen does in this great tale. (I bet that the highly talented author was hard when he wrote this story and shot a good healthy load at the end.) It's really clever that FJM is a character in his own story, encouraging Mobeen's natural motherfucking urges, prompting the boy to revisit the same cunt he came out of, but now with his big hard cock. The relationship between a boy's cock and his mother's cunt is the closest, most intimate there is. The boy--and his cock--came out of that cunt, and both he and his mom know that full well. Mother loves everything about her son, she especially loves what makes her boy a boy--his fat young prick and his heavy loaded balls. Mom loves what her boy's got waiting for her in those balls of his, as witness Mobeen's mom in the story: she was "rolling his large balls in my hand, unable to hold both of them together in my small palm." I love it when a mother cups her boy's balls, it's such a loving gesture. So Mobeen shoves his big prick up his mother's mommy-hole and gives her the hot incestuous fuck of her life as mom cums like crazy. He fucks the living shit out of her, finally unloading his "large balls" and painting his mother's twat a thick milky white with his huge doses of creamy semen. It won't be the last time. Both Mobeen and his mother have much to be grateful to FJM about.
