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I held on to the window sill and felt my next orgasm washing over me. My juices flowed down my legs as he kept forcing his cock deep into me.
One of his hands slid down my waist and found my clit. He started to rub my clit while he hammered is penis into me. I was so wet that he easily slid the entire length of his cock in and out of me. Each thrust felt like he managed to pushed even deeper than the last. His finger rapidly pushed me towards another orgasm.
His cock exploded into me filling me with another blast of his semen. My pussy responded by wrapping tightly around his shaft as I came with him. My body shook with every blast of cum that shot out of him. My knees were getting weak as I came again.
I felt his body collapse onto me. His sweaty chest pressed against my back as I felt his cock twitch again and shoot another small load of cum into me. We stayed there like that with his cock inside of me for several minutes before he finally pulled himself out. I collapsed onto his bed and rolled over. Looking up at his sweaty chest I suddenly realized where I was. I had to get out of here.
I slide my body down the bed and paused as my face passed his cock. I took him into my mouth again and tasted my own pussy juice mixed with his cum. I gave his cock a few long sucks and made sure I drained him. I stood back up pulled my costume back on and slipped out of his room before he could stop me.
I ran back to Sara's house. By the time I made it there her party was just winding down. She immediately came up to me to ask how everything went. I handed her the wig and told her that everything was under control.
She said "I was going to ask you was took you so long, but I think I have an idea." as she stepped back and pointed at my costume. In my haste to leave my son's room I didn't do a very good job retying my costume. One of my breasts was hanging out and I still had a mixture of pussy juice and my son's cum dripping down my leg.
"Like I said, everything is under control. I need a drink."
She put her arm around me and with a little wink she whispered into my ear "I knew you would have a good time tonight! Now I want you to tell me all about it."
- COMMENTS
Foxterot7aabout 1 month agoI liked the story. Would have liked to listen in to the morning conversation.
Anonymous8 months agoSorry, but thought this story was kinda average. Obviously blowing the best friend fits as she wanted to finally give the guy something after checking her out all these years. I just don’t follow with her reasoning for being with her son. No internal conflict? Just “hey I’m drunk, so I need a cock”? I think it would’ve been a bit better story if she found the son but since he was in the shower and never saw his costume she goes into the his room with a guy with a mask on and can’t tell it’s really her son. Eventually his mask comes off as she’s on top or something, THEN continues having sex since , why not she’s already there. Sorry, just my 2 cents
Anonymous8 months agoI liked it....THANK YOU for "tying her tubes"..........I HATE it when sons knock their mothers us....or sisters.
So many of these stories show absolutely no concern about pregnancy. AGAIN, Thank you
Marklynda2about 1 year agoThe goddess of love/lust personified. A very well thought out and written story. It lends itself to a sequel to deal with the fallout of the incestuous liaison and his best friend. I definitely look forward to reading more of your work. I appreciate your and your Muse's imagination and abilities to bring it to your story. Thank you for sharing your vision and talents.
