Blackmailed Mom
Copyright© 2024 by Beaverhunt
Chapter 13
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 13 - “I know you’re my mother and I’m your son. Get down on your knees and suck my dick. Unless you want me to fuck your ass?” Hanson's drugged him Mom, hellbent on payback. His friend Walt is going to record and participate, and his twin sister Jasmine will get in on things too. "You don’t have to burn in the fiery pits of hell. Give up your heathen ways, Hanson.” Not a chance, Mom, thinks Hanson.
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/Fa Teenagers Blackmail Coercion Drunk/Drugged NonConsensual Rape Romantic Heterosexual Fiction Incest Mother Son Group Sex Anal Sex Cream Pie Masturbation Oral Sex
My fingers press a little more and darkness gives way to pink. “That’s right, mom. I just fucked your ass and if felt great. Did you feel me cumming hard inside you, mom?”
There’s almost no delay and getting better at hiding the pain. “I felt my son’s dick twitching and gave your whore of a mother a shitload of cum.”
Her pubic hairs continue to ruin the moment, but not enough for me to pull away. “A shitload of cum, mom? I like that. Here’s what’s going to happen. You’re going to stay just like this, with your legs spread like they are right now. If you move from this spot, I’m going to fuck your pussy. Do you understand, mom?”
Pleasant scents was over me as I smile at the treasure awaiting my dick. “Your whore of a mother’s going to stay just like this. If I move, my son’s going to fuck my pussy. What if I have to pee?”
My smile turns to a grin. “Guess you’ll just have to piss on yourself, won’t you, mom?”
<<< Jennifer >>>
I’ve been in the same position for hours and don’t know how many times my son’s been inside the same hole. I’m afraid to move, since I don’t want him to carry through with his threat of fucking my pussy. He’s yet to clean himself and I won’t take any chances. Hanson will carry out his threat.
He’s on his knees behind me, and I’ve grown numb to most of what he does. His breath no longer makes my skin crawl anymore than his touch. My son’s lips press to my cheeks and feel his tongue explore my flesh and not for the first time. I don’t know if he’s waiting for me to react in some way, but he’s going to be disappointed if that’s the case.
My son’s starting to back away and know what’s coming next. There’s no longer the tightening of my body as I wait for the next assault. He’ll have his fun and I’ll continue to lay here until he tires of this.
There’s not so much as a hiss anymore as I feel him enter and take his time pressing in. I feel every inch of him, but it’s as if I’m feeling everything from a distance. He’s sighing as he enters in that way he does and don’t think I’ll get that sound out of my head. I don’t know why my son’s sighs have perched themselves in my brain over all others, but maybe it has something to do with how much I’ve heard it today.
Hanson’s balls rest against my pussy as the last of him enters, and hear his voice take on a lecherous tone I know almost as well as his sighs. “What am I doing, mom?”
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