Will Wanton’s

Porn-writing Mother

Chapter 5

This story contains:

Gender Combo’s: Hetero Fm (15).

Sex Acts: masturbation.

Fetishes / Other: incest (mother / son); dirty talk; hairy.

Chapter 5

Stephanie had been fingering herself, and spewing the most obscene words and sentences out to her watching son, to the point where nothing existed in her head but her son and herself in the bedroom, as if they were in a world of their own where they were free to act as they pleased.

But the digits were no longer enough. Steph needed something bigger in her sloshing cunt, and she needed her 15-year-old boy to see something bigger sliding in and out of her slick gash.

“Wait a minute, baby,” the hot mother said as she leaned to one side and opened the top drawer of the night stand, and retrieved a white vibrator from it.

With her legs lewdly spread, never barring her cunt from the sight of her son, she twisted the bottom of the sex toy and it started buzzing loudly. As she watched her teenage son, she slid the vibrator down along her body until the tip was in her thick bush. The vibrations of the fuck tool against her swollen clit set her loins on fire, and she knew instantly that she didn’t want to cum yet, and so moved the rod further down, rubbing the length of it delightfully up and down her slippery cleft.

Marty squeezed his crotch as he watched his mother rub the buzzing toy up and down her gash, until he watched her slowly insert it into the opening of her cunt.

His mother lifted and spread her legs, bending them at the knees, and slid the vibrator into her twat until the fingers holding it were pressed against her pink flesh.

The wave of loud and then muffled humming accompanied the tool’s appearance and disappearance in Steph’s snatch as she fucked herself shamelessly in front of her boy.

“Oh God, how I love fucking myself while you watch, Marty,” the depraved 34-year-old woman groaned. “It makes me feel so fucking hot and nasty, fucking my cunt with this thing while you watch.”

Stephanie, her tits caught between her outstretched arms, held the vibrator in two hands now, almost pounding the thing into her oily, squelching cunt tunnel. Again and again the white shaft slid in and out of her fuck box, reappearing with fresh layers of cunt juice covering its shiny white surface. Greasy sounds were audible along with the whiny humming of the toy; greasy sounds of a hard object fucking a very wet cunt.

“You know what I’m thinking about, Marty? I’m imagining this vibrator is your prick. I’m imagining that it’s your hard cock that’s fucking my cunt, baby. Do you like that?

Do you like the idea of your hot dick sloshing in your mother’s hot wet cunt?

Open up your pants, honey. You don’t have to be ashamed. You don’t have to rub your pants, when you can just rub your naked cock. I’m fucking my naked cunt for you; you can rub and play with your naked cock for me. Show me your cock, baby. Show your mother what a nice hard prick you have. Give me something to look at while I’m fucking my horny cunt with this thing.”

Tentatively, Marty opened up his pants, pulling the zipper down and slowly shoving it to his knees, and doing the same with his jockeys.

The moment Steph could see her son’s cock her cunt involuntarily clenched tightly around her vibrator. She hadn’t seen her son’s cock in a long time, and her mouth watered from the re-acquaintance with it. It no longer was the small hairless pecker she used to wash when he was little.

It was erect now, at least 7 inches worth, and there was a dark bush on top, and rather large, hairy balls hanging underneath. The purple head was large and wide, and she could see it shiny and slick with precum.

“Oooh, what a hot looking cock you’ve got, baby. What a hot fucking dick my own son’s got. Looking at your cock is making my cunt even wetter, Marty.

Do you like that? Do you like that your cock is making your mother’s cunt even wetter and hotter. Look at me fucking it, baby. Look at mommy fucking herself hard in the cunt while I look at you jerking your hot fucking cock for me.”

Marty, feeling strangely exposed with his pants and jockeys around his knees and his cock naked for his mother’s eyes, grabbed his shaft in his right hand and slowly jerked it. He had to do it slow and careful or he would have blown his load almost immediately.

“That’s it, baby. Jerk your meat for me,” his mother moaned, “jerk your fucking prick for your mother. Make those big balls swing and wank that nasty cock while I screw my twat for you.”

Stopping every now and them to make the impending orgasm subside, Marty jerked his stiff prick, his balls indeed swinging from the motions. In between he decided to make himself more comfortable by stepping completely out of his pants and underwear, and standing with legs apart, naked from the waist down against the desk.

The scent of horny cunt was prevalent in the room, and the odor of his mother’s hot vagina invaded his nostrils constantly. His index finger was wet and sticky from the precum that leaked copiously from his piss hole onto the first finger it could find on the way down his shaft. Grunts, buzzing, and sloshing sounds filled the room as mother and son masturbated for each other’s viewing pleasure.

“Spit on it, Marty,” Stephanie said, one hand on the vibrator and the other squeezing one of her tits, “Spit on your cock and use it to lubricate your cock. Make it feel sticky and dirty. Be as dirty as you can be. Get your spit all over your cock. See if you can make me hear you wank yourself.”

Peering between her legs at her son, she watched him bend his head forward and purse his lips. A thick white drop of spit formed and slowly drooped from his lips until it finally broke off and dropped down, landing right on top of the boy’s purple cock head.

“Oh fuck, yesss… That’s so hot, baby. It’s so hot seeing you spit on your cock for your mother. Seeing that white spit fall on the tip of your prick and spread out and mix with your cock juice. Wank it, honey. Jerk that meat for me with all that spit and precum. Make your dick wet and sticky and jack it for mommy. Pretend all that wetness and stickiness is my cunt juices, Marty. Pretend you are wanking yourself using your mother’s fuck oils as lubrication. Do it and watch me fuck my hot fucking cunt for you.”

The woman couldn’t believe the way she was speaking to her boy even as she did. This was her chance to emulate all the nasty characters she liked conceiving and writing into her smut stories and she grabbed the opportunity with both hands, like a dream come true. She now actually felt everything her characters did, and more. The exposure of her most private parts to her own flesh and blood, lying naked on a bed in front of him and fucking herself silly with a vibrator and just letting go of all inhibitions, spewing out the most profane words and sentences she could for the purpose of heightening the arousal of both herself and her son, getting him hot to the point where he is willing to drop his pants and masturbate in front of her, smelling her own cunt and realizing her son could smell the enticing odors as well. The nuances that were hard if not impossible to make clear in writing became clear to Stephanie. The sounds of the voices of people in various states of lust, the odors, the intensity of eyes looking into others, the tension inside of realizing there was a future beyond the current and wondering what that future held, and just feeling tremors wrack her body with each new lewd suggestion forming in her mind like realizing her son could see her asshole and then moving her body deliberately so he could see it even better.

As she watched her son watching her, Stephanie retracted the vibrator from her sensitive slit, her inner labia slowly closing back as her cunt was vacated, and brought it to her face. Being aware of her teenage boy watching her, she then groaned obscenely, and slid the humming fucking tool between her lips. The vibration made her lips tickle but she didn’t care as she slurped the juice covered shaft deeper into her mouth, and over her tongue, tasting her own cunt grease. Twisting the rod in her fingers and thus in her mouth, the woman sucked and slurped the slimy layer of pussy juices from it, imagining doing this very perverse action to her son. Stephanie groaned, twisted her ass on the bed, rotated the vibrator between her lips and imagined slowly inserting a cunt wet vibrator into her son’s mouth and making him taste his mother’s fuck oils indirectly. She imagined her 15-year-old sucking on her oft-used vibrator as if it were a cock, and slurping her warm sauce from it, coating his tongue with it and making it slide down his throat like tasty syrup.

Steph loved putting on an act but she now realized she wanted her boy to taste her. She imagined her own son tasting the juices of her cunt and wanted it to happen, to take that next step. She needed him to taste her, to taste his mother.

She needed her teenage son’s mouth on her cunt, to know what it feels like for her own son to tongue fuck her in the hole he was born from. Nothing more intimate that a son’s face right up against a mother’s naked, hairy snatch, Stephanie thought and wanted it to happen.

“Baby…” Stephanie cooed as she stretched her legs out while keeping them spread. “Please come and taste me. Come and taste your mother. Keep and put your hot mouth on my twat. I need my boy’s hot mouth between my legs, sucking me and tasting me. Come and eat me out, baby. Come and eat out your mother’s fucking cunt.”

Marty looked at it, at that hair covered quim; that red slit in between those meaty labia, that large pink clit, and the clear juices that seemed everywhere, from the insides of his mother’s thighs, covering the buttocks where he could see them as his mother lay on them, to the crack of her ass where the dark coloration of her anus betrayed its position even as her globes were pressed together.

He smelled the funk of hot, wet cunt in the room, and he imagined the taste of all that wetness.

And with cock and balls swinging, Marty walked toward the bed, realizing he wanted nothing more than to put his face on that succulent peach between his mother’s legs.

Read further in Chapter 6...

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