Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 32
Pleasure crossed his face. His beard couldn't hide it. I shuddered, working my pussy up and down his cock, making him groan and gasp. His hands squeezed my tits hard, making me feel so wanton. I groaned, my asshole clenching, feeling so empty.
So I shoved my two pussy-soaked fingers into my asshole, reaching behind me. I whimpered, pumping them in and out of my bowels. A velvety delight joined the silky rapture burning in my cunt. I groaned, leaning over him, my left hand on his shoulder.
“You nasty slut,” he groaned. “Are you fingering that tight asshole while fucking my dick, little flower?”
“So hard, Daddy,” I whimpered, the pleasures rippling through my body. “I love having a dick back there, too.”
“Shaitan, such a whore!”
“Your whore, Daddy!” I said, staring into his eyes. “Yours before all the others.”
“Yes!” he snarled, twisting my nipples.
I whimpered, my pussy and asshole squeezing down on his cock and my plunging fingers. I leaned over farther, kissing him on the mouth. He groaned, his beard scratching my face. Just the way a man's beard should. It felt so delicious on my sensitive skin. His lips so strong. I bounced on his cock faster and faster, thrusting my digits into my asshole with greater speed.
My orgasm swelled through me. That wonderful, shuddering pleasure. I whimpered into the kiss. The rapture surged through my body. Stars danced through my eyes as I came closer and closer to exploding on my daddy's amazing cock.
He grunted into the kiss.
His dick erupted into my pussy.
I kissed him so hard as he flooded my barely legal twat. His cum pumped into me. The wicked, sinful thrill of feeling my daddy's incestuous seed pump into my depths surged through me. I whimpered, my pussy squeezing down so hard on his shaft.
Then my orgasm erupted through me. My cunt spasmed on his dick, milking out the last of his cum. I spasmed on him, my bowels writhing about my fingers. I jammed them in deep, loving the feel of them in my backdoor while my pussy convulsed about his cock.
My pleasure surged through me. Carried me to incestuous heights. I savored kissing Daddy, loving him as I trembled atop him. My orgasm reached its peak. I held there for one glorious moment. Then I collapsed on his chest. His arms went around me, holding me.
I stared into his eyes as his cock softened in my pussy. I shuddered as my pulled his fingers out of my asshole. “I love you, Daddy.”
“I love you, too, my little flower,” he said, his voice so gentle.
Tears stung my eyes. Why would mother be such a slut when she had this man?
I rested my head on his chest, savoring the warmth of his naked body against mine. He stroked my black hair falling down my black with his right hand, his left cupping my ass. I felt so safe. So loved. I could cuddle with Daddy forever.
“Dinner's ready!” Mom called.
I sighed.
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Mrs. Umayyah
Leyla's moans echoed through the house as my husband fucked her. I shuddered, slipping out of my robe and entering Jalal's room. My youngest son groaned, already stroking his dick at the sight of me. My baby boy had such a slender body, so yummy with his glasses and that wide look in his eyes like he still couldn't believe he could fuck me. His hand fisted his eighteen-year-old cock faster, my pussy so hungry for it.
“Mom,” he groaned as I sauntered naked to him, his eyes locked on my black bush.
“Mmm, let Mommy take care of you,” I purred, straddling his waist and sliding my pussy down his stomach until I rubbed it on his hand stroking his cock.
He pulled his hand out of the way. I needed a dick in me so badly. All throughout dinner, watching Leyla play with her father, made my cunt burn for this. Faizel was still on a date with that American slut of his. But my baby boy would take care of me.
“You'll always be here for Mommy, won't you?” I purred as I took his cock from his grip. I guided it to my hairy twat.
“Yes, Mom,” he groaned as I sank down his dick.
My back arched, my tits bouncing before his face. He leaned up, sucking on my nipple as I bottomed out on his dick. My snatch clenched on him as he suckled from my breast like he had as a baby, his cock back inside me where he belonged.
I swiveled my hips, whimpering in delight. Pleasure shot through me as I stirred his cock in my juicy cunt. My baby boy's dick... It was so wonderful to feel him buried to the hilt inside my pussy. He sucked harder on my nipple, tingles racing down to my snatch.
“Ooh, yes, you'll always take care of your Mommy,” I groaned. “Mmm, my baby boy has grown up so much.”
I ground my clit into his pubic bone every time I bottomed out on his dick. The incestuous pleasure shot through me. I groaned and whimpered, working my cunt up and down his dick. Such delight trembled through me. Such pleasure
He squeezed my tits, sucking back and forth from my nipples, loving my nubs. Each time he sucked, my cunt tightened on his dick. He groaned and sucked harder, which made me ride him faster. We fed on each other, driving each other to more and more pleasure.
His bed creaked and groaned as I rode him fast. I slid my cunt up and down my baby boy's cock. I reveled in it. So wonderful. I brought this young stud into the world. I raised him. And now he would give me so much pleasure.
“Yes, yes, my baby boy will always be there to love me,” I moaned. “You're Mommy's favorite. Yes, you are.”
He groaned about my nub, his hips thrusting up, driving his cock in and out of my juicy cunt. Such delight rippled through me. I whimpered, my black hair swaying about my shoulders and back. My pussy gripped his dick, the pleasure swelling faster and faster in me.
He nibbled on my nipple, teeth nipping. Sharp pain mixed with the hot pleasure, such a wonderful delight. As Leyla's moans grew louder, I rode my son faster and faster. I worked my cunt up and down his amazing shaft.
The incestuous delight burned through me. “Jalal!” I whimpered. “Oh, Jalal, I'm going to cum so hard on your dick.”
“Yes!” he groaned. “Mom!”
I slammed my cunt down his cock. My baby boy groaned. Then his jizz fired into me. Hot spurts of incestuous spunk that filled me. I whimpered, my snatch drinking in the heat. I rose up his erupting shaft and slammed back down him, my clit sparking pleasure on his pubic bone.
Fire erupted inside me. My pussy spasmed, milking my son's spunk out of his cock. I spasmed atop him. He squeezed and kneaded my tits as the rapture rushed through me. That wonderful, incestuous euphoria that had me quivering and quaking. I gasped, my black hair sheeting down my back, making me quiver in utter delight.
“Best Mom ever,” Jalal panted as I draped my body on his, letting him hold me as we came down from our high.
“I am,” I smiled, kissing him. “Mmm, how soon until you're ready to go again? Mommy needs more.”
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