Thread: Mom's Dirty Secrets ( AndNich123 & CrimsonMaster )

What, she reacted, stunned. Dont you dare call me a whore. I am your mother, and you will treat me with respect. This is not a job. This is.. She paused, knowing that no matter what answer she gave him, it still made her a whore. If it was a job, then by all accounts, she was what he called her. If she said it was only for fun, that also made her a slut. Nothing she could say could make her sound like anything better than what he had called her, but in her eyes, she didnt need to explain herself to him. She was his mother. End of discussion. He moved from the bed, advancing towards her. There was no avoiding seeing his body. She looked away, knowing that if her gaze lingered for one second, it would become longer. Her mind saw a man, a naked man, with an attractive body. Her heart knew he was her son. Being conflicted, Mia wanted to do what was right and not look at him, but the need between her legs kept drawing her eyes towards him. His rock hard cock jutting from his body, twitching slightly with every step he took, seemed to call to her. Her mouth watered, wanting to taste him, knowing she would taste her own pussy as well. His chest was perfect. Young, tight, beckoning her hands to touch him and her lips to kiss him. She swallowed hard, looking away, trying to graps the words in her mind. Josh go. That was all she could even think. Her lips moved in vain as they formed the words, but her voice couldnt vocalize them. He yanked the clothes from her grasp once he was close enough. Her eyes met his. She was breathing hard. His eyes seemed to rape her body, making her feel uncomfortable and yet aroused in some strange way. J-Jos, she started, only to be silenced by as he grabbed her. What, she gasped, reaching for his wrist. Dont you dare., but trailed off as he manhandled her over to the bed. Mia liked the rough aspect of sex from time to time. In fact, some of her clients demanded it. This was not something she ever, in her wildest dreams, imagined doing with her son. He forced her to the bed, and she grunted from the impact. Josh! What the hell are you doing? Im your mother! Through her protests, she felt him powering his way between her legs. She was no match for him. Despite working out, Josh was clearly stronger than her. Josh, she screamed, knowing none of the other girls would think twice about anything if they heard a scream. The walls were pretty thick, and it wasnt uncommon to hear a mans name called out. Josh please! You have to.. Her words broke into loud groans as he filled her. The massive cock she had been mounted atop and riding was now forcing its way inside her. It was different this time. Before it was soft, gentle, and at her own pace. This was savage and lustful. His words a promise that this was not the end of this. She gripped the sheets firmly, pulling them from the bed as he fucked her hard. Each thrust of his hips sent her inching forward slightly. She could hear the bed creak beneath them. Her eyes and mouth were wide open. Never before had anyone taken her with such a vicious hunger. Her clit ached, and Mia knew she would cum. As much as she hated knowing her body was going to give in to him and her own primal desires, there was nothing she could do about it. Saying it over and over in her mind that he was her son was doing nothing to stop the oncoming orgasm. She felt her pussy gripping him, tightening, and knew it wouldnt be long. Her juices coated his cock, making it easier for him to devile her. Josh, she whimperd, after taking in a deep breath. Please. Stop. Im your.mother. This is.wrong. Though the words were coming from her mouth, she couldnt deny a certain attraction to his member. He was far the most impressive fuck she had had the pleasure of enduring since her time there. Mia came there to get a need fulfilled that her husband simply was taking care of. Tonight Josh happened to be one of the many men that was helping her. She never imagined this as a risk when she took the job. This sort of brothel was in a safe neighborhood. Everything was regulated. She felt secure when she entered the door, and tonight all of that had changed. As he kept ravaging her pussy, she closed her eyes, feeling the tingles and warmth begin to spread through her. Josh, she began pleading once more, trying to get him to stop before it was too late, but it was all to no avail. She tried to arch her back, pushing against his hand on her neck as much as she could, as her pussy soaked his cock. Im..cumming..Josh, she screamed out. Fuck! Im..cumming. I cant..stop! The intesnity ripped through her prolonging her climax far longer than any she could remember. Her limbs began to tremble as the pleasure crested and crashed through her body like waves. Finally she fell limp to the bed, his fuckdoll. Her body was there for his pleasure. He had paid for her, and he intended on using her until he was satisfied. She laid there panting, still taking his punishing blows. Josh, she whispered, hoping he would cum soon, because if he didnt, she most certainly would again.