Unspoken Pleasure (erotica)
Fucks Her Again:>Ep1

Summary: The day after Halloween son fucks his Mom and her friend.

This is a sequel to the story Costume To Fuck Her. Although this story can stand on its own, I highly recommend you read the previous episodes before reading this one. But just in case:

Summary of the previous: Eighteen-year-old Curtis attends a Halloween party in his absent Dad's costume and tricks his Mom into fucking him.

Read and enjoy..

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Have you ever woken up and let out a sigh as you realized the vivid, enthralling experience you remember so well was just a dream?

As I attempted to open my weary eyes, that was the exact empty feeling rolling through me. My dream had felt so real! I dreamt I had fucked my Mother last night... twice. It was the most intoxicating experience and the most alive I'd ever felt, so now, having to get up and face the real world, realizing it had only been a dream was completely devastating. Many of my fantasies have always been about fucking my ridiculously hot Mother, so such dreams weren't at all new, just how authentically real this one had felt was new. And like now, I had also woken up many times all sticky after an all-too-real dream.

But then the bed moved.

My eyes went deer-in-the-headlights big as I slowly rolled to my other side to look directly into the eyes of... of my Mother. My naked Mother! My naked Mother lying in bed next to her eighteen-year-old naked son! Me!

"Good morning, lover," she smiled and leaned in and kissed me. Not a dream this time, an unbelievably wonderful reality. My cock woke up and flexed his muscles. Time to go again? I'm ready! Breaking the kiss she reached down and grabbed my little man teasing, "It seems you're happy to see me." Totally unlike me, my Mother was relaxed and serene, easily taking in stride this scandalous awakening with all its taboo implications.

I stammered, thrilled it wasn't a dream, but at the same time nervous about what to do now, "I-I-It really h-h-happened?"

"Twice," she smiled, gently stroking my cock.

"Wow," I blurted out, sounding like a fool.

"Wow indeed," she responded and disappeared under the sheets. A second later I felt her lips wrapped around my cock. She slowly bobbed up and down, lavishing my cock with her warm saliva. I closed my eyes, still trying to process my good fortune and coming to grips with the reality that my Mother, now sober, now having had plenty of time to reconsider our incestuous tryst, was placidly sucking my cock with no regrets. The slow blowjob lasted for a few minutes as she seemed in no hurry to get me off. I was disappointed when I felt her perfect cock sucking mouth abandon its task as she returned above decks to face me.

She smiled and asked, "Is my big boy ready to fuck his Mommy?"

"Very much so," I responded suavely, or rather acting as suavely as I could, as I pushed my naked Mother onto her back and scrambled beneath the covers and between her legs.

"Oooh, I love a man who can take control," she purred.

I pulled her legs apart and buried my face in my Mom's cunt. I licked, probed and nibbled her sweet hole for a few minutes until her juices were flowing and she begged, "Please fuck me, son. Shove that big cock of yours in Mommy's cunt." Feeling confident and sensing my Mom had an inner need for submission, I asked her, "Who's my slut?"

She didn't miss a beat, responding, "I'm your slut. Mommy is your little fuck toy."

I lifted her legs up high in the air, held them pushed together and ordered, "Then beg me to fuck you."

Her face flushed with excitement and horniness, she begged like a slut, like my slut, "Oh please son, shove that big hard cock in your Mommy. Shoot your cum deep inside your Mommy slut."

Her nasty words were too inviting to resist any longer and, still holding her ankles together, I easily slid my cock into her wet cunt.

As soon as my cock filled her pussy, she began moaning, "Oh yes son, fuck me. Fuck Mommy hard!"

Using her legs to balance, I leaned in and rammed her cunt. Deciding I wasn't making love to her this time but fucking her, I was relentless with my deep hard thrusts. I could feel my balls slap into her with each deep thrust and her moans escalated with each powerful stroke.

She got more animated as the hard pounding continued. "Oh god yes, Curtis, your cock feels so good inside Mommy," and "Yes, son, harder, fuck me harder," and "Your cock fills Mommy up so good, baby," and "Pound me baby, pound Mommy's cunt," and finally "Oh my God, yes son, you're making Mommy come, don't stop, baby, don't stop, fuuuuuuuck!!"

I wish I could say I came at the same time she did, but my morning orgasms take time. I kept hammering away at my Mother's soaking wet cunt throughout her orgasm. Once her orgasm had finished coursing through her body, I pulled out and presented her with my cock, sticky with her cum.

She asked, all demure, "Does my son want his Mother to suck his big hard cock?"

I responded smugly, "A better question is, 'Does my Mom want to suck her son's cock all coated with her cum?"

She purred, reaching for my cock, "Hmmmmm, yummy."

After a couple of hand strokes, she took my cock back in her mouth. Unlike the sweet and slow wake-up call, this time she bobbed up and down with purpose. Watching my hot Mom suck my cock with such reckless eagerness was the hottest sight ever, and after only a few minutes I could feel my balls beginning to bubble.

Like a gentleman I warned, "I'm going to come soon, Mom."

Her left hand, gripping my ass, slithered to the crack and I was stunned when I felt her finger slide between my ass cheeks and stop at my rosebud. I was about to say something about that being a no fly zone when I felt her penetrate my ass. The violation was like an electric shock direct to my cock and I instantly felt my cum explode out of me and down my Mom's throat! She didn't slow down or remove the finger until long after every drop of my cum had been extracted by her perfect cock sucking mouth. At the same time, she pulled her finger out of my ass and took my cock out of her mouth, leaving me feeling empty but sated.

We both collapsed back onto my parents' bed. We both allowed silence to linger as we silently processed last night's and this morning's debauchery. We both knew we had changed everything!

Finally, I broke the silence by attempting to see where this could go after we got up today. "So, you and Miranda Collington?"

Her eyes went wide as she asked, "What do you know about her?"

"You're her Mistress. You pretty much offered her to me last night," I reminded her.

"Oh," she sighed, "I vaguely remember that now."

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Pushing the envelope, I asked, "So is she the only one you play with?"

"Yes," she replied, before adding as if it explained something, "she's impossible to resist."

"I imagine," I joked, before stirring the pot some more, "And what about Ellie?"

"What about her?" my Mother asked defensively, rolling onto her side to give me a worried look.