Why Not Now?

Stop it.
I hope he doesn’t. Stop it, that is
Sorry mum. I can’t help it.
No

I don’t suppose you can
thank goodness you are

You are such a naughty boy.
I feel his hands around me. His lips

on the back of my neck. His teeth
biting my ear. His cock between my

arse cheeks thighs legs. I should definitely
not moan, should not let out a murmur
between my lips

Mmmmm No
Not now.

He says Why Not Now Mum?
And I feel his so long strong young
workman like fingers
in between my wet cunt lips poking
tickling pleasing pleading
pleasuring challenging a lifetime of morality

Why Not Now indeed?
Just because you come back from living in the city
with your pretty new girlfriends a different girl every
night I imagine dancing round the beach party firepit
skinny dipping in the moonlight I expect they all want
to towel you dry in the sand dunes Oh don’t look so coy
I would too if I wasn’t your mother I’ve watched you grow
don’t think I don’t know how much bigger you are than your
father heavens knows who you take after cock-size-wise

And there’s the thing.
We mum’s feel proud. Jealous of our future daughters-in-law maybe. Lucky bitch.
But when his dad has a tiny dick it all becomes so very
Complicated

I suppose that’s why I’m here now like this in the kitchen with my tits my big tits my big big tits in the hands of my 24 year old son and his great big thick long throbbing needy incestuous cock poking at and in-between the wanting tender wet lips of my demanding naughty accommodating mum snatch.

It only takes a change of position to allow admission
to give permission he leans back his cock slips
in bold and emboldened he even says zzaahh
are you sure mum sorry as he grips my hips
I swear Just fuck me if I didn’t want your cock inside me it wouldn’t be there
and he does bless his little randy heart he does he fucks me he fucks me hard
he makes me cum he bends me over and smacks my bum he even

wakes his dad who
Unfortunately
walks into the kitchen as.
As all of the above

It’s not the first time he caught us. Me and my son. My son fucking me, his mum.
We promised we wouldn’t do it again that it was wrong disgusting upsetting immoral.

I admitted later that it was only because our son had a much bigger dick and
if only my husband looked at my tits as much
and as hungrily
as our son touched me up as often and persistently
as our son despite being told off every single time I wouldn’t
have got into that situation
on my back
with my legs
around him
in his bedroom.

But would he take that on board?
Oh no.