Mother and Son Swinging Sex Ch. 04

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Revised, rewritten, and continued from Chapter 03:

As if he was a CFNM stripper, knowing she was nearly standing outside his bedroom door, he started his masturbation show. Ready to deliberately expose himself to his mother in the way she unintentionally exposed herself to him, he wanted his mother to see how big and how hard his prick was for her. As much as he couldn’t wait to show her his stiff dick, he couldn’t wait for her to see his erect cock. As nervous as he was sexually excited, having gone beyond the point of no return, with her walking closer to his bedroom door, there was no turning back now.

If he wanted to have sex with her before, after seeing his mother naked and masturbating herself, and after watching her having lesbian sex with his sister, he wanted to have sex with her even more now. Stroking himself faster and harder but not wanting to cum just yet, proud of his big dick, he had a hard erection to show his mother. He couldn’t wait for her to see his engorged prick. He couldn’t wait to see her reaction to seeing his naked prick.

Something he had wanted to do since he turned 18-years-old, and now that he was 22-years-old, he couldn’t wait to show his mother his erect prick. Unsure what she’d do when seeing his naked penis and how she’d react to seeing him stroking his naked prick, he wondered if she’d stay to watch him masturbate himself or if she’d leave in disgust and without saying a word. He’d love nothing more than for her to stay in his room and watch him cum.

As if his cock was a Jack-in-the-box with him having a big, hard surprise for his mother, he couldn’t wait for her to open his bedroom door. Yet, not only did he want to expose himself to her and not only did he want her to see his prick but also, he wanted her to hear him, catch him, and watch him masturbating over her. Not only did he want her to watch him stroking his prick but also, he wanted her to touch his prick, feel his prick, and stroke his prick. He wanted her to suck his prick and fuck his prick. He wanted to have incestuous sex with his mother.

At the very least, he hoped she’d stay to watch him masturbate himself while stroking himself harder and faster. He’d love to masturbate for his mother while she stared and sexually lusted over him in the way that she sexually lusted over him when she was masturbating herself over him, and in the way that he sexually lusted over her. He’d love to cum for his mother while she watched. Something more for him to masturbate over later, he’d love her to watch him cum.

“Mom, oh, Mom,” he said loud enough for her to hear him in the hall, even with his bedroom door closed. “I want you. I need you. I love you,” he said pausing to listen for his mother.

Filled with the incestuous desire of hopefully having sex with his mother, he paused in his sexual lust before stroking himself faster and harder.

“I want to kiss you while touching you and feeling you everywhere through your clothes,” he said confessing all that he wanted to do to his mother. “Then, I want to slowly undress you. I want to strip you naked while touching you and feeling your naked body everywhere a son should never touch and feel his mother,” he said pausing to listen before continuing his verbal, sexual seduction of his mother.

Not quite sure where she was, he paused stroking himself to listen. Not hearing her, he paused stroking himself again to listen.

“I want to feel your big tits while fingering your nipples. I want to suck your big tits. I want to feel your naked ass and finger your naked pussy. I want to squeeze your naked ass and slap your naked ass.”

Then, when he sensed her and heard her just outside his bedroom door, while hoping he was sexually arousing her, he continued sexually teasing her with his sexually, inappropriate words.

“Mom. Oh, Mom. I want you. I need to have sex with you. I need to make love to you. I need to fuck you hard and fast. I want to make you cum. I want to give you multiple orgasms with my fingers, my tongue, and my cock. Mom, oh, Mom,” he said. “Please have sex with me.”

He hoped he was making her as sexually aroused as she had made him sexually excited yesterday morning when he watched her stripped herself naked and masturbated herself over the thoughts of having sex with him. He hoped he was making her as sexually aroused as she had made him sexually excited late last night while he watched her having lesbian sex with his sister. He hoped he was making her as horny as he was making himself horny now.

“Stroke me, Mother. Wrap your long, manicured fingers around my cock. Stroke my prick. Give me a hand job. Masturbate me before you take me in your mouth. Blow me, Mom, blow me. Suck my dick. I can’t wait for you to blow me,” he said.

With his lubricant adding sound effects to his masturbation, he was certain that his mother could hear him stroking his cock even through his closed, bedroom door. He stroked himself faster. He stroked himself beylikdüzü otele gelen escort harder. He continued stroking his prick faster and harder while hoping he was making her as horny as he was making himself sexually excited.

“I can’t wait to cum in your mouth. I can’t wait to fuck you and cum in your pussy,” he said laying it on thick. “I can’t wait to give you a cum bath and cum all over your pretty face. As if you’re my sexy bitch and my dirty whore instead of my sexy, MILF of a mother, I can’t wait to see you awash with my cum,” he said pausing again to listen to his mother just outside of his bedroom door. “Mom, oh, Mom, I can’t wait to fuck you. Christine, I can’t wait for you to suck me.”

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As if she was frozen in place with shock or, hopefully, with sexual excitement, he could see the shadow of his mother’s feet blocking the hall light from entering beneath his bedroom door. Just standing there without moving and without making a sound, she stood in front of his bedroom door obviously listening to his sexual monologue. He wondered if she’d continue standing there while listening to him masturbating or if she’d open his bedroom door to watch him stroking his erect prick?

In the way that he saw her naked yesterday morning and again late, last night, he’d love her to see him naked now too. In the way that he watched her masturbating, he’d love his mother to watch him masturbating. In the way that he stayed to watch her cum, he’d love her to stay to watch him cum. In the way he watched her having lesbian sex with his sister last night, he’d love for his mother to have incestuous sex with him this morning.

Yet, instead of her feeling sexually excited that he was masturbating over the thoughts of him having sex with her naked body, perhaps, she felt uncomfortable. Perhaps, she was embarrassed that he had sexually, inappropriate thoughts for her in the way that he hoped she still had sexually, inappropriate thoughts for him. Perhaps, with him incestuously lusting over her made her realize that it was wrong for her to be sexually lusting over him. With sex between them strictly forbidden, she was his mother and he was her son after all.

Maybe, instead of opening his bedroom door to catch him naked and masturbating, the right thing to do, she’d leave his laundry basket outside his closed, bedroom door. He hoped she wouldn’t do that. He hoped she’d barge in his bedroom in the way that he always wanted to barge in her bedroom when she was dressing or undressing or barge in the bathroom when she was showering or bathing. Now, he was the one who felt embarrassed. He was the one who felt ashamed. He was the one who felt perverted.

Suddenly feeling embarrassed and ashamed, already showing signs of remorse for verbalizing his wanton, sexual desire for his mother, he suddenly felt despicable to want to expose himself to her. He suddenly felt like such a cad and a pervert to want her to catch him naked and masturbating himself over the thoughts of her naked while having sex with his mother. He felt like such a deranged lunatic to not only want to have incestuous sex with his mother but also to have incestuous sex with his sister too.

‘What’s wrong with me for wanting to expose myself to my mother? What’s wrong with me for wanting her to catch me naked and masturbating? What’s wrong with me for not only wanting to have illicit sex with my mother but also for wanting to have incestuous sex with my sister too,’ he thought? ‘Then, again, what’s wrong with my mother for masturbating over the thoughts of having sex with me? What’s wrong with not only my mother but also my sister for having lesbian sex?’

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Then, he thought about the biggest fly in his incestuous soup, his father. If only his mother was divorced or his father was deceased, he’d have free, sexual reign over his mother and his sister. If he was the only man in the house, a not so subtle hint that he wanted and expected sex, he’d walk around his mother naked and with an erection. If there wasn’t a man to reprimand him, he’d walk around his sister naked and with an erection too.

Taking sexual liberties with his mother and his sister, he’d touch them, grope them, feel them, and fondle them. He’d feel their tits and finger their nipples though their nightgowns. He’d lift their nightgowns to squeeze their panty clad or naked asses and finger their panty clad or naked pussies. He’d rub his naked prick up against them and pull them by their wrists to put their hands on his erect prick. He’d hump their hand for them to stroke him before pushing them to their knees for them to suck him.

If only his father knew that he wanted to have sex with his mother and sister, what would he say? If only his friends knew that he wanted to have sex with his mother and sister, what would they say? If only the rest of his family, his aunts, uncles, cousins, grandfathers and grandmothers knew that beylikdüzü rus escort he wanted to have sex with his mother and sister, what would they think? No getting around it, with his incestuous lust controlling him, he was out of step with the rest of society and what was normal, sexual behavior.

Only, with his mother’s sexual actions encouraging his sexual actions, he couldn’t help himself from wanting to expose his naked prick to his mother. He couldn’t help himself from wanting her to catch him masturbating. He wanted her to know that he wanted to strip her naked and touch and feel her everywhere. He wanted her to know that he wanted to make love to her before fucking her. He wanted her to know that he wanted her to blow him. He needed to cum in her mouth as much as he needed to give his mother a cum bath.

If only his father wasn’t around, he’d be free to make sexual passes at his MILF of a mother and his sexy sister. He’d be free to spy on them and barge in on them to watch them dress and undress. He’d be free to touch them, feel them, and grope them everywhere a son should never touch, feel, and grope his mother and a brother should never touch, feel, and grope his sister. With no one there to rebuke him or stop him from his sexually inappropriate behavior, he’d be free to sleep in the same bed with his mother and/or his sister.

He knew his father would never understand his sexual attraction to his mother. How could he? Why would he? What kind of husband would allow his wife to have sex with their son? What kind of father would allow his son to have sex with his mother. Moreover, what kind of mother would have sex with her son? Never thinking it would be possible to have sex with his mother, after seeing his mother naked and masturbating herself over him, perhaps, she’d have sex with him. All of this was as convoluted as it was crazy.

Never thinking it would be possible to have sex with his mother, yet, after seeing his mother naked and masturbating herself, perhaps, she’d have sex with him. After watching her having lesbian sex with his sister, perhaps, his mother would have hetero sex with him. All of this, him not only incestuously lusting over his mother but also his sister, was as convoluted as it was crazy. Yet, unable to help himself, while hoping they felt the same way about him, he was as hot and horny for his mother as he was for his sister.

Yet, not all his fault, adding to and encouraging his incestuous, sexual desire for his mother, something he’d never forget, the fact remained that he saw her naked and masturbating over the thoughts of having sex with him. He heard her say that she wanted to fuck him and wanted him to cum in her cunt. He heard her say that she wanted to blow him and wanted him to cum in her mouth. He heard her say that she wanted him to give her a cum bath and cum all over her face, in her hair, and across her big, naked tits.

‘If my mother doesn’t want to have sex with me, then why was she masturbating over the thoughts of me naked and having sex with my naked body,’ he thought? ‘I never knew my mother masturbated, never mind masturbating over me. My sexual fantasy come true, I never knew my mother sexually wanted me as much as I sexually wanted her.’

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Yet, in the way that his father would never understand his sexual attraction to his mother, his father would never understand his sexual attraction to his sister either. What kind of father would allow his son to have sex with his daughter? Moreover, what kind of sister would have sex with her brother? Nonetheless, in the way that he now wanted to have sex with his mother, he also wanted to have sex with his sister too.

Moreover, adding to his incestuous, sexual desire for his mother and sister, he saw his naked mother having sex with his naked sister. He saw his naked sister having sex with their naked mother. If his mother had sex with her daughter, why wouldn’t she have sex with him? Moreover, if his sister had sex with their mother, why wouldn’t she have sex with him? Never thinking it would be possible to have sex with his sister, after seeing Emma naked and having sex with their mother, perhaps, she’d have sex with him too.

Instead of there being something wrong with him, maybe there was something wrong with them. Maybe there was something wrong with not only his mother but also with his sister too. Yet, with him having been raised in the same household, obviously, there was something wrong with him too. What kind of mother masturbates over the thoughts of her son naked and having sex with him? What kind of mother wants to suck her son and fuck her son?

Just as what kind of mother masturbates over the thoughts of her son naked and having sex with him, what kind of son masturbates over the thoughts of his mother naked and having sex with her? Just as what kind of mother wants to suck her son and fuck her son, what kind of son wants to finger, lick, and beylikdüzü türbanlı escort fuck his mother? It takes two to play the incest game in the Devil’s playground of sexual debauchery and, obviously, they were both ready to play.

Unable to accept the full blame for his forbidden and incestuous, sexual desire for his mother and sister, what kind of mother has sex with her daughter? What kind of mother makes out with her daughter while touching and feeling her naked body everywhere? What kind of mother fucks her daughter’s pussy with a dildo while allowing her daughter to fuck her pussy with a dildo too? What kind of mother has anal sex with her daughter while allowing her to have anal sex with her too? What kind of mother has lesbian sex with her daughter?

As bad as his mother and sister are, he’s just as bad. What kind of son wants to have sex with his mother? What kind of brother wants to have sex with his sister? What kind of man wants to have threesome sex with his mother and sister? Yet, even though he knew his sexual desire was wrong, if he had the chance, he’d have sex with his mother. Even though he knew he was twisted, if he had the chance, he’d have sex with his sister.

Something he didn’t think about. What if his mother tells his father that he exposed himself to her and was jerking off over her? What if she tells his father that he had sexual thoughts for her that culminated in him not only wanting to strip her naked but also wanting her to masturbate him before blowing him and fucking him? What if his mother tells his sister that her brother is an incestuous pervert? What if she warns his sister to be careful of him? What if she asks him to pack his bags and leave the house? Where would he go?

Chapter 04:

“Knock, knock,” said Christine.

As soon as she said the words, his mother immediately turned his doorknob. As soon as she said the words, she opened his bedroom door without knocking, without warning, and without waiting for him to reply and invite her in his room. Not giving him a moment to react, as if she hoped to catch him naked and masturbating, she opened his bedroom door at the exact moment that she said the words, “Knock, knock.”

As soon as she opened his bedroom door, he forgot everything he had been thinking about. As soon as she opened his bedroom door, forgetting about his sister and his father, it was just him alone with his mother. As soon as she opened his bedroom door, as if she had blanked his mind of prior thoughts, all he could think about was his mother seeing him naked and catching him masturbating.

‘My mother heard that I sexually wanted her. She saw my naked prick,’ he thought. ‘She saw me masturbating.’

Obviously, like mother like son, he wondered if she was hoping to catch him naked in the way that he caught her naked. He wondered if she was hoping to catch him masturbating himself in the way that he caught her masturbating herself. He wondered if she was hoping to see his erect, naked prick in the way that he saw her naked tits and naked pussy.

Obviously, suspecting that he masturbated in his room whenever his bedroom door was closed, now he wondered if her coming upstairs with his laundry at that precise moment was a ruse and she wanted to catch him naked and masturbating. Now, he wondered about yesterday morning and wondered if she knew he was home and deliberately wanted him to see her naked and masturbating. As confused as he was sexually excited, deliberately making enough noise to awaken him, he wondered if she wanted him to catch her naked with his naked sister while they were having lesbian sex late, last night.

As soon as she opened his bedroom door, she saw him lying on his back and on his bed naked. With her not giving him the chance to cover himself, she saw his big, hard, naked, and erect prick. His mother saw his cock. He couldn’t believe his mother saw his dick. Not only did she see his prick but also, she stared at his prick. His mother stared at his naked prick in the way that he stared at her naked tits and pussy. She saw him stroking his prick in the way he saw her fingering her pussy.

‘I can’t believe my mother not only saw my prick but also stared at my prick. I can’t believe she caught me masturbating. I’ll be masturbating over this for the rest of my life,’ he thought.

As soon as she opened his bedroom door, not even allowing him to stop stroking himself, she caught him masturbating. Even though he knew that his mother was outside his bedroom door, with her still catching him by surprise, he couldn’t believe that she opened his bedroom door without warning, without knocking, and without waiting for him to respond. Just as he knew she wouldn’t leave, with her standing by the foot of his bed staring, he knew she was there to watch. Like mother like son, obviously, his mother liked to watch too. By the heat of her unbroken stare, he knew she wouldn’t look away.

‘Oh, my God,’ he thought. ‘I wish I could tell my friends all that happened, only they’d never believe me. If it wasn’t enough that I saw my mother naked while she masturbated herself and saw my sister naked while having lesbian sex with my mother, now she caught me naked while I masturbated myself. Something even more to masturbate over, I’ll be masturbating over all of this for the rest of my life,’ he thought again.

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