Mom's Boyfriend
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Chapter 14
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 14 - Ryan goes with his mom to a wedding. But his mom tells everyone that Ryan is her boyfriend, not her son. It was only a small lie to make her old friends jealous. But soon, things start to feel strange. They have to act close, and the fake love starts to feel real. Ryan feels confused. He knows it’s wrong, but he can’t stop his feelings. One lie turns their weekend into a secret full of love, desire, and temptation.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fiction Mother Son Cream Pie Massage Masturbation Oral Sex Pregnancy Safe Sex Sex Toys Squirting Tit-Fucking Big Breasts Slow
Spurred on by her words he drove harder, forcing apart the last inches of the tunnel walls and slamming in deep, his balls slapping loudly at her. She gasped and cried out, shuddering and convulsing in evident pleasure. He had heard that anal sex could be sore for the woman, but if it was his Mom was letting on, obviously any pain was dwarfed by the pleasure she was receiving. In and out he pounded, feeding her his huge dick, grunting with every thrust as she clawed at the wall, her hands slipping and sliding over it as she tried to get a grip. It wasn’t the best position, so he decided to take the initiative, pausing and pulling out, then before his Mom could complain grabbing her hand and leading her over to the dresser. “Bend over,” he grinned and he saw her smile in the mirror’s reflection as she complied. He reached down for his cock again, the other hand grasping her ass, “I’m going to fuck you until you’re raw,” he promised.
“Mmmn yes, please Ryan, fuck my ass open,” she said, tittering and then licking her lips sensually.
He slid his cock into the hole, easier than before and with only a few exploratory thrusts he was back in the rhythm, except in the position his Mom was better balanced allowing him to up his speed and power, drilling deep into her anus and making her squeal and gasp. He gripped round her stomach, sliding down one hand to her pussy and finding her clit. He began to rub it and stroke it as he took her from behind, making his Mom shudder even more violently, her mouth open as she let out an endless stream of orgasmic cries. Pounding faster and harder, he felt the continual tug of pleasure as the wall continued to grip at his prick. He grunted and drove in, his hand playing feverishly with his Mom’s soaked cunt and clit as she gasped and squealed, “Yessss, aaarrggghh, yesss, fuck me, fuck my ass harder! Yessss, aaaargghhh!”
Brandi’s beautiful face was contorting in the mirror as she climaxed again and again, her eyes fluttering and her forehead creasing. Ryan continue to slam in, watching as her tits bounced and swung from side to side as she rocked under his sustained anal assault. Her hands pressed harder on the dresser, her nails scratching at the veneer as if she was trying to dig them in for grip. He grinned and lowered his head onto her shoulder, his chin resting on the crook, his cheek rubbing at hers as he worked back and forth. His Mom moaned and rubbed him back, her pleasure reflected in the mirror.