Vivid Dreams
Copyright© 2023 by R.L.B
Chapter 3
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 3 - When Faith Bolton started trying to quit smoking, She found a new love in the vivid dreams she was having.
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Romantic Fiction Incest Mother Son Cream Pie First BBW Caution
Later that day:
Faith tried so hard to come to her senses, but it seemed that she just couldn’t. In every moment she found herself consumed by thoughts of her very own son.
Though he was always a shy secluded boy, he was always very handsome, and his dad taught him to respect women and be a gentleman.
Faith continued her normal daily routines. She was able to complete them only because they were simple and very routine.
After dinner Faith went upstairs to prepare for bed. She reemerged in a short robe that showed off her fine legs well.
Chris had seen her in the robe and always thought she looked very hot in it. He had been fantasizing about his mother for years and was delighted that she let him sleep beside her. For a while, he would masturbate as she slept.
Faith knew she had to do something. Chris had taken her last night, and he had been enjoying her body for weeks.
Faith watched as Chris stared at her, she approached the sofa he was sitting on. She sat seductively with him and let her body press slightly against him, then she untied the sash on her robe not to open it as much to make it easier to be open. Then she purposely laid one of the sashes over his legs.
“I have been thinking about that kiss you gave me this morning, Chris.” Faith started. “I would like for you to demonstrate how I kissed you again.”
Chris only hesitated for a moment. Then he took her head and brought it to his lips.
After a few moments of heavy French kissing with each other. Faith asked. “Ok now how did you get your hands all over my breasts? Would you demonstrate that for me too?”
“You ... well you put my hands on them yourself.” He said, confused as to where she was taking this.
Faith took his hand and brought it to the opening of her robe. She slid both their hands inside her robe and placed Chris’s hands on her breast. “Like this?” she asked.
Faith could see her son both excited and confused, managing an answer “yes.” He then began to softly caress her breasts and could feel her hard nipples against his palms.
“Now Chris, why are you so nervous about touching me when you’ve had your hands on me for weeks now?” she asked, allowing him to continue feeling her up.
“It was different Mama. You would talk to me and assure me that it was ok and what you wanted. You were also sleeping, so I knew you thought I was somebody else. But now I don’t know?”
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