Chapter 6

Stephanie felt a wave of excitement course through her body and it made her convulse once from sheer pleasure, as she watched her teenage son Martin come toward her; walking to the bed, his cock and balls swinging, to taste her between the legs.

The closer he got, the hotter the 34-year-old got, her toes tingling and her gash leaking profusely in anticipation.

The woman felt the bed move as the weight of her son pushed the mattress down where he climbed onto it, and the awareness of her boy climbing onto the bed where she lay naked and horny made her groan. He was getting closer and closer to her obscenely exposed, dripping wet cunt and she couldn't wait for him to do something to it.

Steph knew instantly that she had to have an exhibitionistic streak as well, since merely the fact that her whole naked body lay open and exposed to another's gaze sent a shiver up her spine, and the incestuous aspect of this particular showing made it even better. 'Take a good look, Marty, ' Steph thought to herself, 'Have a nice, up-close peek at your mother's fucking cunt; her sodden snatch and her ass and her tits and everything you've never seen up to this day. They're all yours.'

Marty was now kneeling between his mother's legs, which were widely spread and outstretched on either side of him. The fragrance of her musky cunt wafted into his nose and it looked even better the closer he got to it. The better he was able to see, the more he saw. Almost every single dark pubic hair; the way the knotted clit was shining; the small crinkles and bumps in her engorged inner labia; the juice-wet pink surface of the skin in her gash; her piss hole; and the wetness spread seemingly everywhere from either side of her pussy to the insides of her thighs, and even covering her buttocks between them on either side of her dark ass crack.

He loved inspecting his mother's lewdly open and exposed love box. He loved smelling it. And he wondered how much he was going to love tasting it.

It looked so succulent, so inviting. All open and fragrant and juicy, like a peach.

Marty put his hands on top of Steph's thighs and it made the woman shake once, almost as if static electricity went from his hands to her flesh; but it was merely from the sexual touch of a son to his mother.

All of it took place within seconds but to the related couple it seemed like long minutes. Steph, besides seeing her son's face get closer to her pussy, could also feel it come closer by the unmistakable warmth of his breath washing over her sensitive crotch. She felt his warm hands stroke upward over her thighs as the humid warmth of his breathing coursed across her mound, against her slit and in between her legs against her butt cheeks.

It was so perverted it made the mother's cunt and ass muscles contract involuntarily, but doing so made her love hole squeeze more juice out which proceeded to run down into the crack of her ass.

"OH FUCKKK... Don't make me wait anymore, baby," Steph cried, no longer being able to take the feeling in her needy cunt as it felt her son breathing hotly onto it again and again. "Taste it, Marty. Taste your mother's cunt. Lick it; suck it; tongue fuck it. Just put your mouth on it and eat me out. Please."

Mother and son looked into each other's eyes, the mutual stare aimed over a moist dark brown bush of pubic hair and two quivering tits. The eyes of the older woman were expressing neediness; the eyes of the younger boy wonder.

The 15-year-old's nostrils flared and his hands moved inside his mother's thighs where he tried pushing them wider apart, after which he buried his mouth and chin into his mother's crotch, making her hump it against them involuntarily.

"Ooooohhh Goooddddd..." Stephanie cried loudly as she finally felt her son's mouth against her needy twat.

Martin felt the lower parts of his face get wet and sticky immediately as he planted his mouth between his mother's labia and pushed his tongue in between. The tart taste of the woman's juices made his mouth water. He felt like he was pushing his mouth into a warm piece of jell-o. The pubic hairs tickled his nose, and the odors of his mother's hot, leaking cunt could not be escaped.

Excitedly the 15-year-old started lapping the juices off of his mother's twat. Like a thirsty pup he licked it off wherever he could find it. He licked it from her fat outer labia, from the insides of her thighs, from her swollen clit (making his mother spasm), and even from the soft buttock flesh lower down. But he concentrated mostly on licking the torrents of slippery fuck oils from the ever leaking pink gash between his mother's blood filled inner labia.

His nostrils filling time and time again with the intoxicating fragrance of his mother's ripe, horny snatch, he used his fingers to spread the meaty flaps of her inner lips apart and licked upward again and again, into her oily crease, lapping up her tangy syrup. Juices started dripping from his chin fairly quickly as his tongue lapped noisily.

His taste buds were assaulted with the delicious cunt slime and it made the boy thirsty for more.

Stephanie felt like she had died and gone to heaven. Nothing could compare to this. She felt the velvet strokes of her son's wet tongue in her wet gash, feeling the tongue slide up and down between her spread inner lips, and his hot, humid breath wash over the sensitive flesh of her cunt. She could feel her own fuck sauce reach almost everywhere as it was left on her son's face which then pushed and bumped into other places between her legs. The wanton, lust-filled mother felt thrilled by the idea that her own flesh and blood was tasting the liquids from her sex and inhaling the scent from them and enjoying all of it.

She felt like exposing herself and surrendering completely to her boy, so she lifted her legs and bent her knees, pulling them as far up to her chest as she could while keeping them spread wide apart, thus exposing her whole crotch to her teenage son and giving him easy access, from her humid bush and swollen clit all the way to the dark pucker of her hair-framed asshole. If these parts of her body were a treasure, then they were her son's to take as he pleased.

Marty seemed totally focused on slurping up as many of his mother's tasty, slippery juices as he could; sucking them into his mouth and covering his tongue with it, swallowing them and making them slide down his throat. He felt his chin and cheeks stick to his mother's slippery skin and he liked the idea as his mouth slurped loudly.

Stephanie felt overbearingly hot, and as if possessed with incestuous need. Nothing she had ever put into words for the internet could compare to the reality of any of this. She didn't what it would mean for the future and whether she would end up liking it or not, right now she didn't much care. That was something to contemplate later, and now was for incestuous delight with her 15-year-old flesh and blood. She wanted to bring her taboo stories to life as much as she could, and be everything she made her characters to be. She made her characters to be vocal, perverted, incestuous whores for their sons and daughters, and that was exactly what she wanted to be now. The thought of spewing the most obscene profanity to her own child made her tremble and her clit tingle. She felt like saying words to her son, that he otherwise should not even be hearing from complete strangers. The most mature, lewd language is what she needed to spew for her own pleasure as well as for the pleasure of her son. She needed her son to not only see her being filthy and perverted, but to hear her be filthy and perverted as well. She needed him to hear her voice, which would otherwise speak typically motherly, utter words he should never be hearing from his mother in normal circumstances.

"FUCK yeah! That's it, baby. Suck mother's cunt. Suck it and lick it and slurp on it. Drink your mother's fuck juice, baby. Slurp mommy's sauce from her snatch. Pleasure my cunt. Make it feel good with your hot, sucking mouth. Oh shit, this is so good, so hot. I can't believe I'm having my son eat me out like this, sweet Jesus.

It's yours, baby. Mommy's cunt is yours to taste. Whenever you want; from now on, whenever you want, you just take it and taste it. As long as no one knows, you can eat it."

Stephanie felt her son's lips and tongue everywhere, and was in a world of her own, spewing obscenities in sexual hunger. Reveling in being every bit the mother she makes up for her perverted stories. She would have to write her experiences down later, change the names and put it on the internet. And she would have to make sure the readers know that it was a true story. Nobody could know who they were, she and her son, but she wanted strangers, potentially thousands of them, maybe even millions, to know how much she enjoyed feeling her teenage son's mouth sucking the juice right out of her twat. She wanted complete strangers, men and women, maybe even women who were mothers themselves, to get off on reading it, and she would get off on them getting off. It was like Virtual exhibitionism; 'exposing' her true-life sexual, incestuous experiences to the web community.

Just the thought made her cream more, and it was all for her son to suck up.

"Suck my cream, son," Steph said after the word came to her. "Suck up mother's delicious fucking cunt cream. It's all for you. Suck my wet, fucking cunt and eat my fucking cream, baby."

Marty heard his mother say obscene things and they registered, but he was focused on the tasty twat he was licking and sucking. He was like a starving boy, not getting enough of it. And no matter how much he licked off and sucked into his mouth, his mother's cunt just seemed to have more. He tried licking all of it off of the surface of his mother's privates, by dragging his tongue from top to bottom. He started low, putting his tongue at her wrinkled, dark asshole which seemed to have a different but not unpleasant taste and licked upward through his mother's copiously leaking slit until he reached her clit hood and the knotted clit it held. He repeated the motion again and again, licking the excess love honey from his mother's asshole and crack, from the outside surface of her cunt and her clit, and everywhere he could find, until finally where Stephanie's crotch was covered in pussy oils before, it was now covered in Marty's saliva.

"Lick me clean, baby. Just like that. Lick your mother clean," Stephanie responded to feeling her son's tongue lick everywhere until all she felt on these spots were the wetness of her son's saliva.