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Margot stood in front of the mirror to finish getting ready for her sales meeting today. Her husband, the father of her child, had been away on another business trip and it was up to her and her son, Steven, to tend to the meeting.
Opting to not wear panties, she grabbed her favourite grey skirt and placed it in front of her legs to confirm the short length was appropriate. She slid it up her long legs and adjusted it accordingly. She ran her hands over it to appreciate her figure and in particular, her firm, round ass that she’d been working hard for lately.
Standing upright in front of the mirror again, she started to caress her heavy breasts, somewhat proud that they were still quite perky for her age. She ran her fingers over her nipples, which made them hard, before putting on her lacy black bra which propped up her boobs to create an ample bust.
She put on her white button blouse and smiled to herself when she had to hunch over to close the buttons across her chest. She tested the strength of the buttons by pushing her chest out a little – they strained, but somehow managed to hold. She left the top buttons loose so the clients could easily view her cleavage line.
Moving closer to the mirror to examine her face, she tied her long, black hair up in a ponytail then checked if her makeup, while minimal, still looked okay. Her bright blue eyes were looking lively, despite the lack of sleep she got due to being nervous about the meeting today and her lipstick was the perfect shade of red for her luscious lips as they complemented her youthful complexion.
“Hey, Steven. Are you ready to leave?” She shouted down the hallway, hoping to hear her son’s response coming from downstairs and not his bedroom. She heard some sort of audible noise coming from his room, so she got her black high heels and went towards her son’s room to see if he was ready.
“Steven? Are you ready? We’re running late,” she asked him from outside his door, not wanting to burst in on him in case he was naked.
“Yeah, Mom. I’m just having some trouble… Just give me another two minutes,” he pleaded.
Margot took this as her cue to help and opened the door to find her son struggling to put on his tie. She stood behind him in the mirror, taking note of how handsome he looked in a suit. She massaged his shoulders as she watched him struggle. After another attempt, she smirked and asked him to turn around so she could teach him.
“Come closer, Sweetie. I don’t bite,” she teased. Before her son could respond, she gripped both ends of the tie near the collar and pulled her son in closer. She pulled harder than she realised as her son jerked forward more than anticipated and his face fell right into her chest.
“Sorry, Mom. I didn’t mean to,” he said with a concerned look, his face turning red. She waved her hand to admit fault and dismiss the issue, but acknowledged her son didn’t immediately move away.
“You know, I actually tie your father’s tie before each sales meeting, too? We have this little ritual where I’d do his tie, we’d kiss, and then…” She stopped herself. “Well, your father was a lucky guy when it came to sales meetings. He really knew what he was doing.”
“Well, Mom. This is my first real meeting for the family business and as I’ll be starting college in a few weeks, so can we do a ritual? I’m quite nervous,” he asked, out of desperation to make him feel more at ease.
Margot, who understood her son might not have caught on to what happened after the kiss in the ritual, thought for a moment about doing the ritual with her son. It was a forbidden thought, she shocked herself having thought of it, then dismissed it. A mother shouldn’t think about such things.
She resumed caressing her son’s shoulders and stared at him in admiration. In that moment, she imagined herself kissing her son again and began blushing. She felt guilty, but could feel her nipples hardening. She decided a kiss on the cheek would suffice and continued to question as to why she was having intrusive sexual thoughts about her son.
“Look at you… all dressed up. You’re so handsome. You know that, right?” She was so proud she hugged him tightly and found herself taking a note of how pleasant his aftershave smelled. She stepped back and started to gently brush any lint off his shirt.
“Oh, you’re so grown up and handsome. You’re not Mommy’s little boy anymore, are you?” She looked back into his eyes again. “Put it this way… If I was any younger, I’d definitely…” She stopped herself, puzzled again by intrusive thoughts.
“Mom, stop,” he said in frustration and rolled his eyes. “Can we just go?” he asked impatiently.
“Wait… One more thing.” With a smirk on her face, she once again embraced her son’s shoulders. She looked at her son in the eyes and leaned in towards him. She saw the look of embarrassment on her son’s face before she closed her eyes and pressed her soft wet lips against her son’s cheek. Somehow, her lips landed closer to her son’s mouth than anticipated, but she thought nothing of it.
She let the kiss linger for a second or two, for some reason before moving her lips up to his ear. She was close enough that her son could feel her hot breath against his skin. “Best of luck today… Sweetie,” she whispered, before planting another playful kiss on his cheek and moving back.
Her son was somewhat stunned and she could have sworn that her son moved his eyes up and down, checking out her body. She chose to ignore it albeit feeling an instant boost of confidence. She laughed at his response and noticed her lipstick marks on his cheek. As her son recomposed himself, she licked her thumb and caressed his cheek, removing her lipstick marks.
“You don’t want your mother’s lipstick marks all over your face now, do you, Sweetie? Someone might suspect something more is going on between us.” His cheeks were now clear and he asked once again if they can leave.
“Hold on, I need to put on my high heels,” she said. She looked around the room for somewhere to sit. With her son’s desk chair full of dirty clothes, she sat on the edge of his bed and bent down to insert her feet into her high heels, this provided him with a full view of her cleavage – her tits jiggled as she struggled.
Due to the height of the bed, it was awkward to fasten her shoes. She looked up to her son for help but noticed he was in daze, staring right down her top. As an attractive woman she was used to that kind of attention, but she didn’t know how she felt about this. On one hand, it was her son. On the other, she still managed to attract the attention of a young man. Part of her wanted to explore her feelings towards him.
“Steven, Sweetie. Can you fasten those straps on my high heels, please? They’re in an awkward position,” she asked as she moved her foot towards him. Her legs were spread apart and she didn’t realise this as her son knelt down in front of her. She forgot she didn’t have panties on.
“Um, how tight should they be, Mom?” he asked, cluelessly.
“I’ll let you know. Be careful they don’t slip off. Hold on…” she pressed her foot against her son’s chest for stability, making not to press too hard. Realising she placed it too high, she slid it down to his torso. “Now…”
Steven secured the straps on is mom’s high heels. He moved his eyes up towards her to make sure it was okay and noticed his mother’s pussy was in full view. He paused and went a little red in the face but managed to recover albeit still fixed on his mother’s pussy. His blood was pumping into his crotch area and his dick started to stiffen as he came to terms he was turned on by his mom.
“If that one is, umm, okay, I’ll just tie the other one.” He moved to reach his other foot and at the same time, Margot moved her foot down. This resulted in her brushing across her son’s crotch where her son had a noticeably hard erection.
They both looked at each other, speechless. But a smile started to grow on Margot’s face as she came to a new realisation – not only was she able to capture the attention of a young man, she was able to get him hard too. She spread her legs a little further. Her pussy was now starting to get a little wet.
“It’s okay, Sweetie. It’s nice to see my outfit is working as intended. Why do you think I wear them to all these sales meetings?” She raised her eyebrows awaiting a response, but then dismissed the conversation entirely. She reached down and secured the strap in her other shoe as her son stood up and recovered.
“Can we get going now, Mom?” He asked as he finished putting on his blazer.
“Sure. If you’re ready to leave now, let’s go,” she replied. She checked herself out in her son’s mirror one last time and looked at him just in case his tie was out of place. She noticed he was still hard, pitching a tent and unable to conceal it.
“Okay, let’s go, Mom. I’ve got everything we need,” he said with an urgency to leave, not hiding his rock-hard erection he had for his mother. Margot couldn’t keep her eyes off it and responded with a smile, knowing her son was so turned on by her. She was starting to get turned on herself. She wanted her son.
*
In the meeting room, Margot and Steven set up their presentation materials and discussed a plan.
“Okay, Steven. Just let me do the talking at first. I know them. I’ll get them comfortable, then you swoop in with all the details. Leave the pricing to me.” She patted her son on the arm to encourage him.
“Sure, Mom. Sounds like a plan,” he responded, as if to convince himself, too.
The receptionist, Rose, notified them the clients were waiting. Margot nodded towards her son and winked at him, reassuring him everything will be okay. She walked out and her son followed.
“Mr. Brown and Mr. Miller, it’s so lovely to see you both again. Welcome,” she said. They exchanged pleasantries before walking to the meeting room.
“This is my son, Steven. He’s the expert for today.” Margot led them into the meeting room, invited them to take a seat and offered refreshments.
“Mr. Miller, is that a new suit?” She moved her hand up and down his suit jacket. Steven, standing there, too nervous to say anything, finally understood what his mother was doing and why she wore that outfit. It was uncomfortable for him to watch, but at the same time, he couldn’t help but be turned on by it.
“Well, yes. My wife got it for me.”
“Aren’t you lucky to have such a wonderful *woman* in your life?” Mr. Miller couldn’t keep his eyes off Steven’s mom. Steven himself even found himself staring at his mother, becoming increasingly aroused watching her seductive antics.
Margot stopped rubbing her hand over her client’s chest and moved over to place her hands on Mr. Brown’s shoulders. From behind, she leaned down very close to his face.
“Oh, Mr. Brown, have you been working out? She caressed his shoulders as he took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his brow. She turned to face him and leaned against the table. Mr. Brown took a moment to admire her, again wiping his sweaty brow. “Would you like some cold water, perhaps? My apologies, I thought the air-con was on.”
After he refused the drink, she looked towards her son and winked at him. Smiling, she told him to kick things off. One her way to stand in the corner of the room, she purposefully dropped her pen. Her son moved to pick it up for her, but she turned back and reassured him she could handle it.
She turned back towards the two clients. She knew all eyes were on her. She separated her legs slightly and stood up straight. She bent down and her short, tight skirt started to rise up. The skirt was very short to begin with and it wasn’t long before the bottom of her butt cheeks were on view.
A rush of excitement ran through her and she felt herself get wet. She playfully wiggled her legs causing the skirt to rise up more. Now, her pussy came into view. She looked back at her son who was hard as a rock, red faced and sweating. The two men were wide eyed and grinning. She stood back up, coughed to snap them out of their dazes, and nodded to her son to begin.
The meeting progressed and Margot couldn’t believe how well her son was doing. Throughout the meeting she stared at him out of admiration of how much of a man he’d turned out to be. When it was her turn to speak, she utilised her alluring stare and radiant smile to keep the two men engaged, and not forgetting her son. She’d often let her stare linger on her son, at least until he blushed.
It then came to the time for discussing pricing. She feigned an expression, stating that she was too warm and unbuttoned one of her buttons, providing an open view of her cleavage. She knew what she was doing and looked around and surely enough, the two clients and her son were transfixed on her, lost in a daze.
Her son had to admit, any man would be hard pressed to ignore the show his mother was putting on. He started to get a little flustered himself and felt the blood rushing to his cock once again. He started to pitch an obvious tent so he took a seat at the table.
Margot followed suit. She arrived at the table, leaned over and reached across the table to hand the clients brochures. It took a moment for them to take them, she was providing all three men a fantastic view of her deep cleavage.
“C’mon guys. Let’s talk numbers.” She shook the brochures to hurry them up and her tits jiggled in response. Instead, she placed them on the table and took a seat beside her son. She placed her hand on her son’s knee and nodded to him with congratulatory approval.
“So, Mrs. Williams. We’re interested in the Deluxe Package. We’ve been loyal to your company. Can you give us a special deal?” asked Mr. Brown.
“Well…” she thought for a moment. Her hand was still resting on her son’s knee. Maybe it was just seeing her son in his suit, or his confidence during the pitch, but in that moment, she felt that newly familiar attraction to her son. She could no longer help herself.
Hoping the clients couldn’t see her hand beneath the table, she tightened her grip ever so slightly on her son’s inner thigh. She started to slowly move her hand towards her son’s inner thigh. Moving her hand back and forth, her son started to react – his breathing became heavier and shorter.
“There’s not much I can do on price, but I can include some extras,” she said. She moved her hand up into her son’s crotch and he abruptly shuffled in his seat as a response. Everyone looked in the direction of her son, but she kept her hand over his hard dick, pressing down on it a little to gauge his size.
“Sorry… Continue,” was all Steven managed to spurt out.
Margot resumed talking with the clients and also started massaging her son’s cock through his trousers. It was a lot for her son to take in. Not only was he in an important meeting, but he had admitted to himself he found her, his own mother, sexually attractive and now he was getting his cock massaged all the while she was negotiating with clients.
Eventually, for Steven’s sake, the clients agreed to buy. Margot slowed down her pace of massaging her son’s cock and gave it a gentle squeeze before lifting her hand to sign the contracts. Her son leaned his arms on the table trying his best not to react, his face almost turning purple with restraint.
As Steven leaned back, recovered and regained his breath, he pretended to be happy about the sale – he was, but his mind was pre-occupied. For what seemed like eternity, his mom and the clients exchanged final details and the meeting concluded.
After Margot saw her clients out, she returned to the meeting room and closed the door behind her.
“Mom, what was all that about? They could have seen us. Why were you doing all that stuff? Why were you feeling my dick?”
“Sshh,” she responded. She pressed her finger against her son’s lips to stop him talking. She moved in closer to him and pressed her hands against his chest and asked, “Do you know how fucking hot you look in that suit?”
Her son was lost for words.
“You were brilliant in that meeting; I don’t even know what to say.” She began to press her body against his. “I know you’re my son, but I mean, look at you.” She traced her finger from the top of his shirt all the way down to his belt buckle. Her son edged backwards towards the wall and she followed suit.
“Mom, what are you doing?” Her son asked as he started blushing. She laughed in response.
“Don’t pretend like you don’t know, my dear son.” She gave a playful, disapproving look and waved her finger. “I saw the look on your face when I kissed you. I also noticed you staring up my skirt and I felt how *hard* your dick was for me. I noticed it all, *son*.
“Shit, I’m sorry, Mom. I couldn’t help it,” he replied, then hung his head in shame.
“Hey…” She placed her fingers under his chin to lift his head up. “Don’t you act all innocent with me, Sweetie. You could have called me out at any time, but you didn’t.” Her son was now backed up against the wall. She continued to approach him and pressed her body against his, pressing her large tits against his chest.
“Mom, I… I -”
“Ah, ah. No need to make excuses. You’re turned on by your *mother*.” She leaned into him a bit more. “That’s why you never really look me in the eyes, isn’t it? You’re too busy looking at my big tits that are pressed against your chest, aren’t you?”
“Mom, It’s just that…” He caught himself glancing at his mom’s tits and looked up to see her give him an I-told-you-so face.
“Just admit it, Sweetie. You find me, your mother, attractive. Just say it. Just say that I turn you on, that I make you hard and that you want to have sex with me. Go on, admit it. You want to have sex with your mother.”
“I mean… I guess so.”
“Not quite what I wanted to hear, was it, my dear son?” She moved over to his side, now pressing her big tits against his arm, spilling onto his chest. With her hand she started to caress his chest, moving slowly down to his torso.
When she reached his waist, she slipped her hand into his trousers and started to rub her son’s cock up and down, gently to start. She moved in close to his ear and whispered, “Just admit it, son. You want to have sex with me. Sweetie, I’m your mom. Just admit that of all the women out there, it’s me, your mother, that you want to have sex with.”
She kept her lips close to his face as he struggled to find the words. “Come on, Sweetie. You never know, your wish may even come true.” She gripped his dick and cupped his balls, gently squeezing them to see if it would elicit a response. “You never know, Mommy may want to have sex with you, too.”
“Okay,” he let out with a huge sigh. “Mom, you are so hot and I want to fuck your brains out.” He looked at his mom to gauge her reaction. She stood back and feigned a shocked reaction, but it was exactly what she had wanted to hear.
“Oh my, Sweetie. It seems like you’ve had these feelings for me bottled up for a *very* long time.” She moved in close to him again and kissed him on the cheek. “Just try be a little quieter, okay. Maybe the receptionist heard you.” She kissed him again and again, multiple times on each of his cheeks.
“Mom, what if she did hear us? What would she do?” Steven now looked up and he was tense with all the nerves both due to his mother’s teasing and the fear of getting caught. Margot placed her hands on his chest to calm him.
“Don’t worry, my dear son. Mommy will take care of everything.” She moved away from him and opened the meeting room door to speak with the receptionist.
“Rose, we still have some work to do. Can you make sure nobody disturbs us?” She closed and locked the door, then walked over and sat on the desk, facing her son. She spread her legs, enough to feel the air against her wet pussy. She beckoned her son to approach her.
Steven, whose expression went from confused to a wide smirk now that he realised what was going to happen, checked out his hot, busty MILF of a mother.
“Mom. Wow. I-” As soon as he got close enough, Margot gripped her son’s tie and pulled him towards her. She looked into his eyes as she wrapped her arms around him. She pulled him in close and pressed her soft lips against his. They shared a passionate French kiss and from that it was obvious they both desired each other.
She started to kiss his cheeks, then down his neck, letting each kiss linger and she pressed her soft, wet lips against his skin. At the same time, appreciating how muscular her son’s body was by pressing her hands into his body.
She pulled away from him slightly and bit her lip to appease some of her arousal. The tension between them was building. She felt her son wanted her more and more and from then on, she could hardly resist her own son.
Staring her son straight the eyes, a smirk came across her face. Pressing her hands against his chest, she pushed him backwards and he fell into the chair. This caught him by surprise and Margot could barely hold in her deviant smile as she moved from the table to the floor, then crawled towards her son.
When she approached him, she tucked her fingers in underneath her son’s trouser waistband. She pulled herself up pressing her large breasts against the inside of her son’s thighs, then against his hard dick and onto his chest as she once again pressed her lips against her son’s and French kissed him.
The kissing continued. During the moments where they broke contact, she unbuttoned her son’s shirt, revealing that muscular body she couldn’t keep her hands off of. Thinking she should return the favour, she stood in front of him. She wanted to show her son her body.
“Sweetie, take off your pants. I want to see your hard cock you have for you mother,” she said, her voice slightly breathy as she was just so horny. She wanted her son’s dick inside her.
Steven unbuckled his belt and Margot resisted her urge to pull down her son’s pants herself. Instead, while looking at her son, she unbuttoned her blouse to reveal that flattering lacy bra that really emphasised her busty chest.
Her son stumbled slightly while taking off his belt and forgot to remove his trousers. As his eyes were wide in amazement of his mom undressing before him.
“So, you like the view then, Sweetie?” She caressed her body and slipped her fingers just inside her bra, pulling it outwards to tease a view of her nipples.
“Yeah, Mom. I mean… Wow,” he said, with a wide grin. His cock was now throbbing beneath his trousers, causing some discomfort. Margot teased her son a little more by moving the bra straps down by the sides of her arms. The bra now fell slightly which gave her son a better view of her tits.
“How long has it been since you’ve seen Mommy’s tits, Sweetie?” She reached around and unclipped her bra. Just before it fell, she held it up with her arm covering her breasts. “I know you *try* to see them any chance you get – when I’m by the pool, or even when I’m just out of the shower. You’re always waiting for my towel, or bra, to just… slip.”
She let her bra fall to the ground and it pleased her that her son expressed such delight. Her nipples were already hard, but she massaged them anyway. She leaned in towards him so much so, their noses were almost touching.
“Son, I said take off your trousers. Mommy wants to see how hard you are for her.” She stood back up, crossed her arms and watched impatiently as her son fumbled taking off his pants. He sat completely naked with his hard cock in front of his mother, who stood in an authoritative stance, only emphasised by her high heels and very form fitting skirt.
She watched as her son couldn’t keep his eyes off her tits. She jiggled them playfully and watched her son’s eyes follow them side to side. She then leaned into his again and kissed him, wrapping her arms around his neck. She pulled his head into her and smothered her son with her big tits.
“Is this what you want, son? How does it feel to have your mother’s big tits in your face?” She pulled away so he could catch his breathe. “Stick your tongue out. Mommy wants you to lick and suck on her nipples. Can you do that, son?” She took his hands in hers and placed them on her breasts so her son could get a chance to feel and squeeze them.
He took a moment before licking his mother’s nipples and she let out gentle moans in response. It felt so good to have someone play with, lick and suck on her tits, even if it was her son.
As her son moved his body about to get closer to her, she felt his hard dick rub against her and feeling it against her skin made her only want it even more. As her son continued to lick and suck on her nipples, much to her pleasure and delight, she now wanted his dick more. She moved back ever so slightly and after placing her hands on his cheeks, she kissed him again.
“Did you enjoy that, Sweetie? I bet that was good to get out of your system.”
Steven’s eyes opened wide as his mother knelt down in front of him. She started moving her hands around his crotch area, occasionally pressing her nails against the sensitive skin surrounding his cock. She saw the desire in his eyes, for it was the same desire she had when she looked down at her son’s throbbing cock.
He couldn’t believe his eyes. There was his mother, of all people, his busty MILF of a mother, kneeling before him with her tits out, ready to suck his cock.
Margot wrapped her soft hands around her son’s cock. First, she started to stroke it to get a good feel as to what she’ll be working with. Her son closed his eyes in pleasure as he treasured the feeling of his mother’s soft hands move up and down his dick.
Her son was breathing a little heavier, and quicker. It turned her on to know that she was pleasuring her son. With her other hand, she squeezed her nipples. At the same time, she could feel her pussy getting wetter.
She slowed down the stroking. She could really feel her son’s dick throbbing in her hand, but she had resisted long enough. She wanted her son’s dick in her mouth and licked her lips in anticipation, making them wet and soft.
She leaned in and started kissing and sucking on her son’s balls, making her way up his shaft. She could tell her son was quite sensitive at the moment as his dick twitched with every kiss. When she reached the top, she covered the head with her mouth and swirled her tongue around. This was nearly too much for her son as he groaned with restraint.
“Are you having fun, Sweetie? Did you ever think your own mother would be sucking your dick?” She stroked his dick, gently, as she waited for him to recover. He nodded in disbelief.
“Well, I love taking care of my son, what can I say? Just don’t cum for Mommy yet, can you do that for me, Sweetie?”
She wrapped her lips around her son’s cock again and started to move up and down. Every so often, she would slide her tongue along his shaft and wiggle it around the head and the frenulum. These areas were extra sensitive and made her son groan and go red in the face as he tried his best not to cum.
As she moved up and down her son’s shaft, her tits bounced against his legs. She eventually recognised the need to let him recover and noticed a stream of precum running down her son’s hard dick and onto her hand.
“Precum? Already? Surely, you’ve been with a girl before, no? I thought I guy like you would have lots of experience and last a bit longer.” She noticed that her son hung his head in embarrassment.
“No, Mom. I haven’t… I’ve never… you know…”
“Oh, I’m so sorry, Sweetie. It doesn’t matter if you haven’t had sex before. Nobody cares anyway.”
“Really?” He perked up and his enthusiasm returned.
“Sure. Besides, you know what’s happening now, right?”
Steven looked at his mother, awaiting an answer. Too much going through his mind to give one himself.
“Well, you’ll no longer have to worry about being a virgin, if you know what I mean.”
Steven, once again was speechless.
“I’m going to have sex with you, Sweetie. Mommy wants you to fuck her.” She stood up and began pulling her skirt up, soon to treat her son to a glorious view. She could see her son’s eyes follow her movements closely as she raised her skirt up more to reveal her glistening wet, shaved pussy.
“Oh, Sweetie, I’m so wet for you,” she said, moving her hand down and massaging her pussy. She sat on the table to spread her legs. Her son now had a wonderful view of his mother’s pussy as she began fingering herself.
“Steven, Sweetie. Mommy wants your dick inside her. Come here and fuck me, son,” she said, moaning occasionally as she pleasured herself.
“Mom, emm…” He struggled and walked over hesitantly to his mother.
“Come on, Sweetie,” she said. She laid back and propped herself up on her elbows. She wanted to see her son insert his throbbing dick into her tight, wet pussy. She bit her lip in anticipation and it wasn’t long until she felt the head of her son’s cock touching against her labia.
“Oh, fuck. Mom…” Reality was starting to him now as his voice was starting to shake and crack.
“That’s it, Sweetie. Just put it in, don’t worry. Here, let Mommy help you.” She reached down and took hold of her son’s throbbing dick and slowly inserted it into her pussy. She gasped as her son made his way inside her.
Steven was concentrating hard as he pushed the rest of cock into his mother. His face exerted pleasure as he now felt the true warmth and tightness of a pussy, and it was his hot busty mother’s, who he had always fantasised about.
He started to thrust into her and Margot guided him in finding a good rhythm. She was so aroused right now – her attraction to her son, the sexual feelings towards him and the tension that had been building between them started to consume her.
As she watched her son thrust in and out of her, trying his best not to cum, her nipples tingled and could only be appeased by massaging and squeezing them. Out of pleasure, her body tensed occasionally and she wrapped her legs around her son to bring him in closer.
“Oh, son. Your dick feels so good inside me. That’s it, Sweetie.” She held his hands for a moment, before letting them go so her son could continue to fuck her.
Steven was now grunting as he quickened his pace. The table was now banging against the wall and Margot was doing her best to withhold any moans.
“Fuck me, son. That’s it. Oh, FUCK. YES!” She let out a loud moan and cupped her mouth just after it, hoping the receptionist didn’t hear.
Her son leaned into her and held her by the waist. He was close to cumming.
“Oh, baby. Are you going to cum for me? Are you going to cum for Mommy? She started to rub her clit as she wanted to cum also. She slowly increased the speed at which she was rubbing her clit.
Between having her son thrust in and out of her pussy and her masturbating, she struggled to hold in the moans, let alone speak.
She cupped her big tits with her hands and pinched her nipples, then whispered, “Oh, son. That’s it. Fuck me harder. That’s it, Sweetie. Fuck Mommy harder.” She could feel herself swell up. She was going to cum soon, all over her son’s cock.
“Mom, your pussy… it’s so tight.” He continued to grunt and groan as he pumped his cock in and out of his mother. His dick was getting sensitive and he was increasing his speed. They were very close to cumming. His mom knew it would be any moment now.,
“That’s it…. Sweetie. Cum for Mommy. Mommy’s gonna cum too,” she managed to say. She couldn’t take it anymore, she was going to cum. Her clit was extra sensitive and her reaching climax was imminent.
“Oh, Yes, yes, yes. Oh, fuck.” Cum came flowing out of her vagina and onto her son’s dick, who seemed to be also at his limit – his face focussed and red with restraint and exhaustion.
“Come on, Sweetie. Cum for Mommy. Mommy wants all your cum.” She encouraged him constantly.
Steven’s stomach started to expand and contract and his muscles started to tense up. He could feel his mother’s hot juices spill all over his dick as he tried to finish inside his mother.
“That’s it, Honey. Just let all of your cum out into Mommy’s pussy. Just cum for Mommy, Sweetie. Cum for Mommy, now.”
Steven attempted his last few thrusts and came inside his mother. He let out a final, long groan as his whole body tensed up and cum pumped out of his extra-sensitive dick into his mom’s pussy. The cum kept pumping out of his cock while still twitching and throbbing inside his mother.
Margot lay there, admiring her son as she felt the last of his cum pump into her. The feeling of her son’s cock throbbing and moving inside her brought her so much pleasure that she wished her son could continue fucking her.
Steven pulled his dick out and leaned against the table to recover. She lay there for a moment longer to treasure the end of a special time. She eventually got up and cleaned herself up. She pulled her skirt back down and approached her son.
“Hey,” she said, caressing his cheeks while his face returned to a normal colour, “Mommy loved having sex with you.” She kissed him on the cheek. “I love you, son. You know that, right?” She was pleasantly surprised to see him grin in response.
Margot picked up her son’s trousers and handed them to him, which seemed to spring him back into action. They got dressed and packed up, preparing to leave. Margot opened the door and walked out in front of the receptionist.
“Oh, and don’t forget to send me on that report.” She faked a business conversation and fixed her hair while nodding to the receptionist on the way out, who shot her back a disapproving look.
Her son stared down at the ground guilty, fearing everyone in the office already knew. He let his mother keep talking.
“And can you take care of the files that I requested?” She looked back on her son who nodded in response. “Actually,” she looked at Rose, the receptionist, “Rose, can you post those files to my house when you get them. You can address them to Steven. We’ll be working on them together.”
“Oh, so *this* is Steven… your son,” she replied. She paused for a moment as she looked at how both of them looked like they just threw their clothes on without any thought to fixing themselves up. She noticed that Margot’s hair was slightly messy. Rose’s friendly expression turned to one of horror when she realised what they had been doing. “Sure,” she replied, with reluctance.
“Great. Thanks so much, Rose. You’re a star!” They then left the building.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/psud3m/mom_and_virgin_son_look_after_family_business