Spring Break, Corona Style – Part 1

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Spring Break, Corona Style – Part 1This is a Re-Post of a Story from my last Profile, Jessy49. I have changed the title and up-dated it to reflect Current Events. I hope my Consistent Readers will enjoy my attempt a Dark Satire.DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fiction; I do not condone any of the actions described in this story. All aspects related to real life persons or events is strictly incidental. Attempting the following Inc(e)stual Acts in real life is Ill(e)gal and Immoral… unless you wish to spend the rest of your life in prison becoming Bubba’s Bitch, I strongly suggest you simply enjoy my story for its artistic and erotic qualities, and enjoy your freedom.Comments and feedback are always appreciated.——— Chapter 1Thursday NightIn the F(a)mily RoomSharon was watching her k(i)ds playing video games. It had been a stressful few days…. the k(i)ds home due to Extended Spring Break, all Sports Cancelled, McDonalds and other restaurants only allowing drive through ordering, movie theaters closed, and today – she was told to work from home… all and more because of Corona Virus? What the Hell was going on, she thought.As she tried to read her book and clear her mind of current events, she occasionally glanced at her k(i)ds as they played a video game. She was amused to catch Devan trying to secretly peak under his little s(i)ster’s short skirt a few times. She knew it was innocent curiosity… but she would still talk to him about it when she had him alone. She didn’t want to embarrass either one of them by scolding him in front of his little s(i)ster.Besides, she knew Misty was tempting him, she laid sprawled upon her belly, on the f(a)mily room carpet with a Playstation controller in her hands, her skirt crawling up the back of her golden-tan thighs. Every time she wiggled or twisted her body, as she controlled her game character, her skirt came up another inch. Sharon knew this was the only way Misty could win at Mortal Combat against her br(o)ther; she would wiggle a lot as she played to distract him… but she seemed to be more flirtatious tonight. Devan was leaning against the couch behind her, his mind half on his game character, and half on his s(i)ster’s slim thighs and panties. He had his legs crossed in an effort to hide a growing hard-on.Sharon noticed this of course… she thought, maybe she should say something now, she could take him in the kitchen and talk to him, but for reason she didn’t quite understand, she held back and just watched them. She found it strangely exciting to watch her 18-year-old son trying to peek under his little s(i)ster’s skirt. Misty, like all young teenage girls was quite careless in her posture sometimes, paying no attention to how much of herself was exposed, also she could be so flirtatious.Sharon was fascinated by the sight of the bulge inside his cargo shorts, before he crossed his legs. If her daughter realized that she was showing her legs almost to her ass, Misty gave no indication. She wondered about the tableau of her k(i)ds before her, and felt a surge of strange feelings… was she becoming aroused?Misty’s panties were pink, and they seemed to have crawled into the crack of her taut little ass, showing a teasing portion of one ass cheek. Devan’s green eyes became glassy, as his eyes went up her golden-tan thighs to her creamy white ass cheek, his mouth slightly open licking his lips. The increasing tingle he felt in his balls was becoming strained, she loved to tease him whenever she could. The tingling in his balls was hot and exciting, like nothing he had ever felt before. They tingled no matter how much he played with his cock for relief… once his little s(i)ster would wiggle her ass in front of his eyes the tingling would be back. Sharon rested her head on the arm of the couch, her book put off to the side, both feet pointed toward the other end. Her own skirt was above her knees, but not high enough to draw her son’s eyes. She had noticed the exposure of Misty’s ass cheek also, her firm 34B tits rose and fell slowly, as she controlled her breathing… she had never been turned on like this before. Watching porn videos with her late husband had never turned her on like this. Maybe that was part of it, she had been a widow for almost a year… she needed a Man. She felt her clit begin to swell inside her tight bikini panties, and her wetness seeped to wet the crotch.She tried to ponder her thoughts verses her body’s arousal – the sight of her son trying to peek up his s(i)ster’s short skirt should have made her angry, and she should also tell her daughter to cover herself. But what she realized was… her body was in control. She found it erotic and decadent to watch Dev’s interest in his s(i)ster’s ass exposure. The sheer perversity of her son getting a hard-on from his little s(i)ster’s innocent exposure overwhelmed her rational mind. She crossed her legs beneath her skirt, as she stared at Misty’s ass too; she worked the muscles of her inner thighs, creating pressure on her sensitive clit, sending sparks of pleasure through her petite body. She had to swallow a moan of pleasure when she felt her clit begin to pulsate.She turned her attention back to her son and watched him with half-lidded eyes. She could see his taut ass squirm as he moved to get a better view of Misty’s ass. His crotch pulsed and she wondered if he would come off in his shorts. The thought sent a lurching sensation between her thighs to her quivering clit… she softly moaned.Sharon’s mind flashed with wild thoughts, she had recently seen her daughter naked while buying her cloths, so she knew her young daughter still had a hairless pussy, it was a hot-pink and puffy slit. She hadn’t seen her son naked during the past four years, she wondered if he was sprouting a big cock. Squirming her ass on the cushions of the couch, her pussy started to pulsate more. She felt a crazy urge to pull up her skirt up and expose her lacy panties to Devan. She wasn’t sure what Misty’s reaction would be, but she felt Devan would be very delighted.Sharon could see her daughter was growing up fast, she had a sweetly innocent appearance with a naughty twist. She had pale blue eyes, which sparkled with wicked mischief when her mood was dark. Her short, shaggy bob cut hair was a rich raven black with blue highlights, her lips thin but pouty, with a pointed tip nose, and a light dusting of freckles on her unblemished cheeks. Her slightly petite golden-tan body was lovely, with a slim waist, a taut rounded butt and slim gangly legs. Also, she had noticed her daughter’s breasts were beginning to grow the last time they had shopped for cloths; there was just a puffy swelling around her tiny, candy pink areolas. Even at 14 she was already drawing the attention of boys. She had a sweetness about her that was well liked and she was kind to others. But Sharon wasn’t sure her daughter had a mind as sweetly innocent as she looked. She had been seeing evidence of that for a while… now she was noticing more of her naughty traits.Sharon, and her son, watched as Misty sat up, and stretched during a break in the game, her puffy little nipples were hard and poking at her skin-tight white t-shirt. She sat now with her legs crossed around her, the skirt still up high on her thighs, and her panties were pulled tighter to her crotch and could be seen from the right angle.Usually there was a lot of banter between them during matches, especially when they were tied, but tonight it was different…Devan grunted with frustration and shifted his position on the floor to follow his s(i)sters movements, and was rewarded with a quick peek of her panties. He briefly saw the puffy bulge of her little pussy clearly outlined by her pink panties in pronounced detail, and his face lit up with pleasure.Sharon tuned her hazel eyes back to her son, and even with his legs crossed around him, she saw his bugling crotch was more prominent than ever, she softly moaned and she licked her lips. She was getting very turned on. She had dated a little, soon after their fathers passing, but she felt she should bilecik escort wait awhile longer… her young daughter needed her more. She had time, she thought… she was a pretty woman of 38, with rich auburn hair, hazel eyes, a small nose, her lips full, with unblemished golden tan skin also. Her frim 35B braless tits were pressed in her tight T-shirt, her nipples protruding and hard. She still kept her pussy neatly trimmed, with a patch of pubic hair above her clit, the rest shaved bare, the way her late husband had preferred it. She was petite like her daughter, with a slim waist, and rounded hips and slim legs. She continued to cross and uncross her legs beneath her skirt, as she watched her k(i)ds antics with growing arousal, she worked the muscles of her inner thighs harder, creating more pressure on her sensitive pussy, sending sparks of pleasure through her clit. She moaned with pleasure as she felt her clit quiver, as she tried to think… she wasn’t sure she could wait any longer to find a man. As they say – she wasn’t getting younger, and she was getting horny more often. Like this evening, with only a vibrater for sexual release.With her rational mind, she knew… being Turned–On by her own k(i)ds was Wrong and Wicked. She needed to get out and date again, her ch(i)ldren were old enough to understand. It’s has been years since Bill’s passing, she needed to get out and live, not just be their mother. She knew she needed to gain control of the situation. “Misty…,” Sharon said in a low, whispery voice, “your skirt is up too high.”Misty lifted her head and looked around her shoulder. She smiled deviously at her mother, and giggled, but didn’t shove her skirt down. She just wiggled her ass even more, as her mother watched instead.Sharon’s pussy gave a lurch… her daughter antics were going to take her over the edge she felt… SHIT!!! Sharon gazed at her daughter’s taut ass; Misty wasn’t concerned that her panties were showing at all. A knowing smile formed on Sharon’s face.Then it happened… Misty had been distracted by her mother at just the right moment, Devan let loose his fatal attack… Misty lost.With a devilishly wicked smile, Misty pulled her knees up to her chest, and spun around to face her br(o)ther, and held her legs spread with her hands at her ankles, her skirt at her waist. Devan stared at her tan inner thighs, and at her tight pink panties, that were now fully exposed, her puffy pussy slit clearly outlined, with a wet spot at the crotch from her seeping wetness.“Wanna play 4 outa 5 Dev,” she playfully giggled.Sharon watched, as Devan uncrossed his legs, his cock strained in the tight confines of his shorts; his green eyes were glassy, as he gazed openly at his s(i)sters exposed crotch. Her pussy convulsed into orgasm… she had never come by just pressing her legs together before… she knew it was her daughter’s erotic antics that had set her off, she was stunned!!!Her body shivered, as her orgasm pulsed through her… she felt so good, “Ooohhaaaamm,” she moaned softly, she hoped her k(i)ds weren’t paying attention to her moans.Devan suddenly threw his controller to the floor and stood up, anger on his face. His cock bulged out, the head trying to burst through the fly. Sharon gazed at it longingly, as he stomped from the room.“I’m going to my room to study,” he groaned.She knew how he felt…Was Misty a cock-tease… did she do this to him often, she wondered. She needed to pay more attention to Misty and her flirtatious antics. Whatever was going on between them, Devan was getting tired of it.Sharon swung her legs over the edge of the couch and followed her son. “Misty put the game away and get ready for bed, and do any homework that you have left,” Sharon said, as she left the room.“Aaaaawwww Mom… do I have tooooooo,” Misty pouted, as she put away the game.——— Chapter 2Thursday NightDevan’s BedroomShe found him on his bed with just his cargo shorts on; his chest was hairless and finely muscled, one arm resting on his forehead, as he stared at the ceiling. His cock still strained at the tight crotch of his shorts, his cock and ball sack almost outlined. She stared at it his half naked body, as if in a daze, feeling her palms itching and her pussy pulsing. She had no idea why she was standing in his bedroom doorway; she just had a powerful urge to follow her son when he left the f(a)mily room… she needed to talk to him, scold him maybe, she thought. Her tits thrust at her tight t-shirt, as she breathed deeply, her nipples hard and aching. She felt weak, her legs shaking, her fading arousal after her orgasm… was turning course.Devan was a shy 18-year-old, he towered a full head over his s(i)ster, and was three inches taller than his mother. He had a simple handsome look with facial features similar to his father and s(i)ster. His hair a dark brown, and his eyes were a pale green, he was very popular at school. He had a slim athletic body from playing baseball & football.Sharon slowly shut his bedroom door, and walked, with her mind spinning, to his bed, her heart filled with a deep tenderness and Love for him. Devan didn’t look at her as she sat on the edge of his bed.“That was cruel of Misty,” she said softly, trying to keep the tremor out of her voice. “She shouldn’t tease you that way, Honey.”“Mom, she makes me so angry sometimes!” Devan replied. “She does that often…. and…. she knows what it does to me, but she just doesn’t care.”Sharon placed her hand on her son’s knee, loving the heat of his bare flesh, “I’ll talk to her,” she promised. “But Misty is only 14… she can’t know what she’s doing to you.”“Ooohh…. she knows all right, Mom… she knows. She likes to do it, to make me get…..” her son mumbled, shyly trailing off at the end.“A Hard-On?” Sharon finished for him, as she watched him blush and shyly nod, not meeting her gaze.Sharon, her eyes glazed with moist heat, stared at the lump in his shorts, and at his bare chest, her hand moving up his thigh of its own accord…. her mind was tripping, her body was taking control. He turned his face shyly toward the wall… enjoying the feel of his mother’s hand, he let his mind wander. He liked the feel of her hand on his leg…. it felt very exciting after what his s(i)ster had done. But what was his mother doing to him… he was so confused, but he didn’t want her to stop moving her hand.Sharon smiled at his shyness, and was delighted, because he wasn’t trying to stop her hand from moving higher… she didn’t know what she would do if he did, mostly because, she didn’t know what she was going to do, when she got there herself. She knew how wrong Inc(e)st was, but had never really thought about it. Her base an(i)malistic desires didn’t let the thought linger in her conscience mind for long… her basic desires were in control of her body now, and her body wanted… Pleasure!!!She wanted to touch his hard-on, to feel of it, to grasp it tightly. She wished his shorts were off, or at least his fly open. Her hand paused at the edge of his shorts, feeling the heat of his naked thigh… should she go under or over his shorts? After a moment of hesitation… she moved her hand over his shorts, her hand paused again a few inches from his crotch. She squeezed his thigh and Devan grunted. A gasp came from deep in her chest, as she watched his cock jerking in his shorts.“Do you like to look up the skirts of young girls, Devan…. do you look at girls from your class like that, too?” she asked softly.”Devan nodded, but didn’t look at his mother… he was beginning to pant.Sharon’s fingers gripped her son’s inner thigh tighter. She was breathing heavy with her increasing arousal; she felt her pussy swell inside her panties. The crotch was drenched with the excitement she felt. Her right hand gripped his thigh hard, as she drew one leg onto his bed, bending it at the knee.“Dev….” she whispered, “Look at Mother.”Devan turned his head slowly and moaned, “Oooohh Mom!”He was looking beneath her skirt, seeing the golden-tan flesh of her taut inner thighs, and her tight lacy, white panties with her puffy pussy fully outlined escort bilecik like Misty’s… and the crotch was wet, so he saw the pink of her hot pussy through the now translucent lace. He knew what that meant from looking at naked pictures of girls on the Internet… his Mother shaved her pussy!“You can look up my skirt,” Sharon whispered, her voice throaty with her increasing erotic state. “You can look up my skirt all you want, Honey.”Devan’s pale green eyes glazed over, his body shaking with his pent-up desires… was his Mother going to tease him also, he wondered… this was the first time she had ever acted like this. “Do you ike it, Honey?” Sharon purred. “Do you like what you see?”“Ooohh Wow…. Mom!” Devan groaned.“Look, Baby… look all you want,” she kept whispering. “You can look up Mother’s skirt anytime you want. Enjoy it, Dev. Look hard at me.” Erotic sensations flooded Sharon’s mind, sensations the likes of which she had never felt before… she felt wicked, depraved, wonton, and more sensually aroused than ever before.She scooted her fingertips toward his throbbing hardness and brushed his cockhead through his shorts. Devan was panting heavily, his pale green eyes hot with arousal, he couldn’t take his gaze from between his mother’s thighs.“Look at my legs, Baby,” she whispered. “Look under Mother’s skirt…. look at my legs and panties, do you see my panties… aren’t they pretty panties, Honey?”She rested her right hand on his cockshaft now, feeling it throbbing against her palm through his shorts. She pressed down and Devan made a low moaning sound of pleasure, “Ooooohhhaaaaammm…. Oooo, Mom.”“Do you like my panties, Dev?” she kept whispering. “Look at the way they puff out… do you know why Mother’s panties are puffing out like that?” She didn’t wait for her son to reply, “It’s because Mother is aroused, Baby… my pussy gets puffy that way because I’m so excited…… I want to have some fun!”Devan writhed his ass, thrusting up the crotch of his shorts, as his Mother squeezed the bulge and pressed down. “Aaaaaaaahhhhhmmmm, Mom!” he sighed loudly.“Ooooohh…. you like this don’t you, Dev?” she said in a low, hissing voice. “You like it when I touch you this way… do you like looking up my skirt…. seeing Mother’s wet panties… and the way I’m touching you, Here!?” “Oooooohhhh Yeah, Mom…. ooooohh, I like it!” Devan grunted, his eyes staring at her puffy, wet crotch…. is this Inc(e)st, he wondered. Devan held his breath, trying to make his body be still, what was happening, he knew what Inc(e)st was … he knew it was wrong, but what his mother was doing felt sooooooo good. “You… look…” he started.“Mmmmmmm, “Sharon mewled. “Wet? Is that what you were going to say? That Mother’s panties are Wet…. girls get wet there when they’re really hot… and want to play.”Devan nodded his head. He had little idea of what happened to a girl when she was excited…. he was still virgin, so he had only a vague idea what to do…. and any thought of Inc(e)st being wrong slipped from his conscience mind. “When you get excited… you get like this….,” she whimpered, curling her fingers about his cockshaft, feeling it through his shorts. “You get all hard… when a girl gets excited, she gets wet.”She smiled at her son, as her fingers fumbled with his zipper….“Keep looking up mother’s skirt, Honey,” she urged, while she pulled his zipper down slowly, the sound seemed so loud to her, at that moment, she hoped her daughter was in bed, and not wondering where she was. “Look up my skirt… enjoy what you see… I’m not going to tease you like your s(i)ster Dev. I understand what it’s like to be young and curious… look at me, Baby…. see my panties.”His zipper was all the way down now… for a moment she hesitated, then slowly, she slipped her hand into the open fly, then into his boxer briefs.“Oooooohhhh… Mom…. aaahhhhhh….” Devan gasped, when his mother closed her hot fist about his erect cock and pulled it free. He kept his eyes glued to the lewd sights under her skirt.Sharon whimpered, as she pulled his hard cock through his open fly… she saw her sons cock for the first time in years, and was impressed by the size of his erection, it felt so firm and hot in her fist. The head was bulbous, a bright crimson. There was seminal fluid seeping from his piss hole, and when she squeezed his cock hard, the flow increased. She smiled, and began to move her fist, stroking up and down the shaft.“Mmmmmoooooooohhh…. you’re so big and hard,” she softly hissed, as her pussy pulsated with increasing heat, “That’s it… Honey, look up Mother’s skirt… look at my wet panties…. and I’ll will make you feel good.”She jacked her son’s cock with vigor, her tongue licking about her wet lips, her hazel eyes smoldering. She wanted to squeeze her thighs together; to relieve the quivering of her clit, she wanted to come again, but her son was enjoying the view under her skirt, so she left her thighs apart. Again, she thought of her daughter, she hoped she was sound asleep… she would hate to have Misty catch her with Devan.“Ooohh you’re so hard, Dev” she moaned. “You have such a lovely hard-on… I’ll make you feel so good… you just keep looking under my skirt, and Mother will take good care of your sweet, Hard-On.”Devan trembled with hot pleasure, lifting his hips in rhythm with his mother’s stroking fist. He wanted to touch his mother, but was afraid… he desperately wanted to touch what he was looking at. But he wasn’t sure how his mother would react to that, again he wondered about what his mother doing with him…. and would do… he was very eager to find out, thoughts of Inc(e)st filled his mind, again, but he didn’t want his mother to stop what she was doing, it felt sooooooo good.“Mmmmmmoooooohh, Mom…. ooooohh, Shit that feels good,” he moaned.“Can you see my panties getting wetter Honey…. am I dripping yet?” she giggled.“Oooohh, My God…. Yes… you’re starting to drip… Ooooooooohh, WOW!” he groaned.“That means, I’m as excited as you are Dev, “she whimpered, as she stroked his hard cock. “Mother is Hot… like You… I’m getting wetter, because I’m holding you this way, stroking your hard cock… making you feel good… I Love making you feel good, Honey.”She spread her knees wider, her crotch vulnerable to his eyes. Her fist rubbed faster on his cock. Then she wanted to see more, she wanted to see him without his shorts, she had to see his precious balls. Her hand turned his cock loose and Devan gave a whining sound of disappointment.“Don’t worry,” she softly said. “I won’t stop… I just want to pull your shorts off, Honey.”Devan lifted his ass, so his mother could slide his shorts, and boxer briefs down and off, she set them on the bed. Her hazel slowly looked over his naked body and crotch. His ball sack and cock were so large, but there was no pubic hair on the sack, and only a small patch around the base of his beautiful cock. The scantiness of pubic hair on him sent her erotic emotions soaring… her son kept his crotch trimmed.“Oooohh Honey… your cock is so wonderful,” she hissed, gazing at him, his cock standing straight up from his crotch, his ball sack hanging between his taut thighs. “God… you don’t know how handsome you are, Devan!”His naked body trembled and his cock jerked…Again, she closed her fist about her son’s hard cock, and now she jacked on it more firmly. She parted her knees wide again, one foot on the floor, the other on his bed. With her son looking at her wet panties again, and his hard cock in her fist, she longed to come. She had always enjoyed being looked at, she loved to flash men and boys while getting out of a car, or while in a café, getting the attention of some cute guy.She jacked her fist up and down his cock, breathing hard, her small tits straining at her tight T-Shirt, she squirmed her ass, knowing the movement would make him more excited. The throb of his cock in her hand sent a searing kind of fire through her arm, down her body, and into her tingling pussy. She stroked her fist swiftly up and down, from the swollen head to the base, then slowed, twisting on it. She moved her left hand to his hanging bilecik escort bayan ball sack, cradling his balls tenderly, fondling them as she jacked his cock slowly.“Oooooohh My God, Mom… aaaaaaahh” he moaned, he didn’t know what to think, his mother was being very naughty with him…. was this right or wrong?“I want to make you feel good, Dev… look at my panties….” she squealed.“Ooooohhhhaaaaaaammmm,” Devan groaned, as he stared at her crotch, while she stroked his erect cock, this was the first time anyone had done that, besides himself. He didn’t care what general Society said… Inc(e)st felt too good, to be wrong. All he knew was, it felt excellent to have his mother jacking on his hard cock, he wasn’t about to stop her, but he would talk to her about it later.She pulled on his prick and wrapped her palm about the bulbous head, feeling the heat of it. She used her fingers to jerk up and down the shaft, then wrapped them back about his cockshaft, jacking him faster. She held his ball sack in her other hand, twisting and pulling at the hot flesh gently. She made soft sobbing sounds of ecstasy, her tongue licking about her dry lips. Her hazel eyes blazed down at his stiff cock.Devan was squirming his ass about now. He moaned, his pale green eyes focused, as he gazed at the tight crotch of his mother’s lacy panties. He could see the wetness dripping clearly. Her puffy pussy lips were clearly outlined in a delightful camel toe.“Ooooohh Mom…,” “What’s wrong, Honey?” she asked, as she saw a strange look come over his face. “Am I jacking you too slow…. or too hard?”“No…” he grunted, “It feels sooooo good, Mom!”She jacked him a little harder, smacking the edge of her fist at the hilt of his cock.She watched as an odd smile crept over his face, while his right hand slowly moved toward her left foot, that rested near his hip. Then, she understood the look he had on his face…. he was struggling with the need to touch her, and with the fear of how she would react.“You want to touch me…. is that it, Dev… you want to touch Mother’s body?”Devan nodded his head slowly, licking his dry lips.“You don’t have to ask, Dev,” she sighed hoarsely, “Touch Mother if you want. Touch me right there… feel how wet my panties are. Touch my pussy, Baby.”Devan’s hand trembled, as he slowly moved his hand up her leg to her thigh, loving the warmth of her silky skin. He watched, as she smiled brightly… then he leaned down closer to his hand, as it went under her skirt. His hand trembled as his fingertips touched her wet panties for the first time.“Mmmmm…. Yes Honey…. your hand feels good on my pussy.” she whimpered. “Touch me harder, go on. You can rub your fingers harder on my pussy!” she urged.Devan did as she said, his fingertips slid over her wet pussy firmly, his breath coming in hot gasps.“You feel soooo Hot, Mom… and soooo wet… mmmmmmmooooooohh.”“Of course, I am,” she laughed, “I’m very hot and wet because I’m jacking on your cock. Play with me, Dev… play with Mother’s pussy, and I’ll make your cock feel so good.”Sharon’s fist jacked up and down her son’s cockshaft, soft cooing sounds coming from her. She scooted her ass on the bed, twisting it, as Devan rubbed at the wet crotch of her panties. Her nipples seemed to be trying to burst through her tight t-shirt, they were so swollen and hard.“Mmmmmmm…. feel me, Honey,” she whispered harshly. “Feel Mother up…. feel my pussy… oooohh, Yes, play with my hot pussy, and I’ll make your cock feel so very good!”Devan rubbed at the wet crotch of his mother’s panties, arching his hips up. His cock was feeling so good, and he felt the need to come… very soon. His middle finger pressed at the slit of his mother’s pussy, shoving her panties into her pussy-slit. He started to pull his finger back… and heard his mother moan loudly.“Mmmmmmm…. Yes, sooooo good….. mmm, Nooo… don’t take it out… press harder… mmmoooohhh… Yes, do as you want between my legs, stick your finger deep in me, if you want to!”“Mom… I’m gonna come.” he grunted., “I feel it… aaaaaaahhhhhooooomm….”Sharon stared at his face. “Oooooo…. Honey!” she squealed, jacking his cock as fast as she dared. “Do it… Oooooo, Please do it, Dev…. Come for Mom…. Ooooo, My God…. let me see it happen…. Come Dev, Come!”“Ooooo Mom…. Let it gooooo!” he wailed with embarrassment. “Stop… Mom…. this is soooo Wrong…. Aaaaaaaaahhh!”“Nooooo, Come…. come for Mother…. squirt your yummy stuff all over my hand,” she gasped.Devan gritted his teeth, fighting to stop the churning in his balls and cock. Both of his arms were crossed at his chest, as if for protection. He didn’t want to be bad, Inc(e)st was a Sin, he suddenly felt, but there wasn’t anything he could do about it now. His mother was jacking on his cock so hard, holding it so tightly.“Ooooohh Mom… Aaaaaaaahhhh!” he wailed, as thick gushes of cum burst from the head of his cock.“Mmmmm Wonderful!” she whimpered, watching her son come off in her hand for the first time.The thick, creamy cum spurted almost a foot into the air, then splashed down onto his bare stomach and her hand. She jerked swiftly, crying with ecstasy, as her pussy convulsed inside her tight, lacy panties.“Look at it!” she urged. “Oooohh… your first time with Mother! I’m making you come… this is so wonderful, Dev. Come, Baby Come…. ooooohh, God don’t stop coming!” she cried, as she felt the quivering deep in her pussy… another first… she had come without touching herself, or squeezing her thighs together. With a final gush, he finished. His taut stomach was coated with his hot cum. And, it was all over Sharon’s fist too, she caressed his soft ball sack tenderly, an erotic smile glowing on her pretty face, as her orgasm slowly faded.“I made a mess, Mom,“ Devan said embarrassed, feeling ashamed of himself, and twisted his face to the wall again.“No way, Baby, “she whispered, swirling her fingertip in the cum coating his bare stomach. “You came… no way is that a mess… why did you try to stop me at the end, Honey.”She lifted his boxer briefs and cleaned him, wiping the cum from his stomach, his cock, balls, and finally her hand, as she waited for him to respond. She could see him struggling with what to say, she knew what is was though…. thoughts of Inc(e)st being Wrong. She knew what some people would say – that she should feel ashamed about what had happened, and that she shouldn’t have played with his cock – her answer to that was, they didn’t know her, or her f(a)mily… it wasn’t Abuse, It was Love.When he wouldn’t answer, she began to talk, “Honey… I know what you’re thinking. i****t is wrong, well… I don’t know…. before tonight, I really hadn’t given it much thought…. and now, I still don’t know how I feel about it. I just know, we both needed this… and… I Love You… so it can’t be all wrong, we’ll talk more about this tomorrow, okay Honey?”He turned his head back to face her, with a slight smile on his face. “I Love You too, Mom… it felt a little bad… then, it… it felt too good, to be wrong.” He softly mumbled, as he looked up at her.“I’ll talk to Misty tomorrow… but if she does tease you again, you know who to come to,” she said, standing up on shaking legs, smoothing her skirt down. Devan lay on his bed, naked and shivering, as he looked up at his mother. She paused at the door, looking back at him, his body sweetly naked, his limp cock at the side of his ball sack… and her pussy quivered. Then she turned, and opened his door and went through it, then shut it behind her. The bedroom across the hall was hers, Misty’s bedroom was on her side of the hall, the next door to the left. She quietly walked to Misty’s door.The door was partly open and Sharon looked in. Misty lay with her small body covered by a sheet, facing the wall. Sharon heard her slight breathing… good she was asleep, she thought, and went to her own room.But Misty was feigning sleep…. she slyly smiled, when she heard her mother’s bedroom door open and shut.Part 2…….to come soonTo Readers who like my stories…Thank You for reading, I hope you enjoyed another look into My Naughty Imagination. Please tell your Like-Minded Friends about my Stories and Page…. 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