Dinner Date
Copyright© 2023 by Jack n Jill
Chapter 5
Romantic Sex Story: Chapter 5 - An account of how the romance between my mother and I began - and how the pathway to the devil awaited.
Caution: This Romantic Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Incest Mother Son
Our first day’s activities at Camp Adam had left us fairly exhausted towards the end of the evening; what with an early start for the airport, and flight; it wasn’t surprising I was ready for an early night without sex!
As Margo and I climbed into the luxurious bed I said, “Do you think we’ll stand the pace here honey? I already feel knackard after just one day!”
Her hand ran over my naked body and my spine tingled at her tender toutch, “With this cock inside me darling, I could last out in this place for a month. I’ve seen you get the glad eye from other Fems here too! So don’t go astray with it darling, or I might bite it off by mistake?”
“My hand ran over her waist and hips, “Iv’e not seen a single Fem here I would rate anywhere near you Margo.”
“Oh Yea! I saw the effect Jacinda had on you Jason - you weak bastard! ... Jezz! She’s old enough to be your mother!”
Then Margo’s hips press into mine. Her kiss was seductive.
She still had a great figure with her breasts full and high, and barely held in check by the little bra she was still wearing. Her waist was slim and flared onto her inviting hips. Her legs were long, slender and firm.
My cock fully stiffened and my arousal was obvious to her, so I pressed it against her. “Jesus! Is that for real?” she murmured.
There was just the sound of our breath against each other. Her lips came close again. I caught her full lower lip gently between my teeth, stretching it and letting it pop loose. I gave her a full kiss and our tongues duelled for a minute while our hips writhed together. Margo’s hand came onto my swollen cock and began fondling. I went back to our conversation about Jacinder,
“Richi’s Jacinder yea; but you have to admit she’s fab for her age honey; sixty-five and still getting heavily fucked!”
“Yea she’s cool for sure; but I can’t help feeling there’s something kinky about them both somehow?”
Margo was intent now on getting me properly arroused; she began putting little kisses on my neck.
“You know what Margo - when I was chatting with Richie in the bar, I got a strange feeling he had subjected his mother to a public flogging; for a cash bounty, here at Camp Adam!”
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