Brian and Belinda - a Family Affair
Copyright© 2026 by Sonarflash2026
Chapter 7
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 7 - Perhaps only in fantasy can there be an understanding, sexy mother like Belinda, or a precocious teen like Brian. Regardless, a needy, overworked, divorced woman and a horny young man provide the ingredients for interesting biochemical reactions…and the expected consequences.
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/ft Consensual Romantic Heterosexual Fiction Incest Mother Son First Masturbation Pregnancy Sex Toys
After Brian tugged up his pants, Belinda took him by the hand, leading him into the bathroom, appreciating the boy’s amazed, wide eyes when she peeled off the hospital scrubs.
“Wow!” he breathed, taking in his mother’s lacy blue lingerie. “You look hot! Real sexy mom!”
Belinda blushed and glowed, delighting in his praise. “Guess that makes me a MILF?”
He blinked, the implications of that making blood pulse into his cock. “You know what that means?”
“Of course, Dear, I’m not that ancient.” He stared while she unhooked and dropped her bra, revealing full B-cup breasts that hardly sagged. Her lacy bikini panties followed. For the first time in over seven years, Belinda showed all of her naked body to her son.
“Well?” she said, gesturing at his clothes. “You going to get naked?”
Brian hurriedly stripped off his jeans, socks, briefs and T-shirt, blushing when his mother once again admired his jutting, fully erect cock, licking her lips for emphasis.
“Gorgeous,” she murmured, tearing her eyes from the solid curve of his large boner, turning on the bath water and adjusting the temperature, starting to fill the tub.
Brian watched, drinking in the curve of his mother’s buttocks as she bent over, absently wondering what she would do if he pushed his boner up between those firm, round globes. Instead, he laid his palm over the curve of one cheek and squeezed.
Belinda gasped, giggled, then moved back into his touch, arching with invitation.
Hardly able to fathom that she made that move, Brian froze, His grip gone lax. Already horny, Belinda felt naughty. She wiggled her rear, parted her legs, then bent down, resting her arms on the side of the tub.
“Go ahead and touch, if you want,” she told her son. “You can even slip your lovely big cock into my needy cunt.”
“Mom!” Brian gasped, shocked again, just staring at her backside.
“I know all kinds of dirty words, Sweetie,” she told him, bending and parting her butt cheeks. “Don’t you like the view?”
“God, Mom,” he groaned, reaching out, stroking two fingers through her spread vulva lips, still digesting her raunchy invitation, slowly fingering her clit and dangling inner labia.
“Need help?” Belinda asked, testing the bath water, ;laughing before reaching back between spread legs. She grasped his erection, tugged him closer, sliding his tip between slick folds, lubricating what she could with her juices. After Deftly stroking his crest up and down between spread pink petals and over her rigid clit, she pressed his tip home.
“But Mom, your so tight. Won’t it hurt? Will I even fit?”
“You came out the same way, so I should be able to handle your package slipping back inside,” she told him, wiggling, slowly taking him into expanding, satiny heat.
“Oh my God!” he groaned as her satiny heat enfolded him.
“Please fuck mommy Brian,” she said tremulously.
He gasped again, groaning as oily, liquid heat and the texture of hot, sleek flesh gripped his tool. He grasped Belinda’s hips, thrusting into her, penetrating, then withdrawing, rocking in and out of his mother’s eager pussy. Hardly surprising, she was tight, gripping him like a velvet fist. Despite her lubrication, he became stuck when only half his shaft was inside her. Belinda moaned, lifting slightly so that most of his cock slid out. She eased away, then backed again, already panting with eagerness, stimulated by her son’s thickness, amazed that he was so big, loving the hardness. Eager for more, she said urgently, “pound me, hard!”
She kept arching and thrusting back, trying to force all of his cock inside, but she was too tight and his shaft too dry.
“God, I can’t wait! Pull out!” she ordered, straightening her knees.