1. A Mother’s Retribution


    Date: 3/3/2020, Categories: Incest / Taboo Author: Octarine, Source: LushStories

    Marcus wasn’t sure how it happened. He was both sleepy and hungry at the same time which led him to stagger downstairs in the early hours of the morning to the kitchen to raid the fridge. He hadn’t got that far when he heard noises coming from the lounge. He contemplated going back upstairs and ignoring it but his teenage curiosity got the better of him and he cautiously walked to the lounge and peered around the corner into the darkened room. His eyes took some time to get used to the darkness but when they did, Marcus found that he was shocked and surprised at the sight before him. On the sofa was a woman, moaning to herself, telling herself how fucking wonderful and nice everything was. She was naked and Marcus could see her breasts heave as she moaned and groaned. Her legs were splayed on the sofa and he could clearly see her hand and fingers pleasuring herself between her thighs. Marcus watched as she paused for a brief moment, sucked on her fingers before continuing to dip them back into her pussy. Marcus’ cock stiffened in his jogging pants. It was a last minute decision to pull them on before deciding to raid the fridge and right now he could feel his pants pull against his inner thigh as his cock extended across it. Nothing wrong with finding a woman pleasuring herself and getting aroused by it, thought Marcus unless it’s your own mum. But his eyes were transfixed on the sight before him. His cock grew as it responded to the scene and it wasn’t long before his ...
    ... lip started to curl upward; quivering with lust as he became hooked by his mother’s wanton masturbation session. The sexual aroma started to feed his own desire as he secretly watched. Her fingers were pushing in and out of her cunt as Marcus dropped his pants and took his cock in his hands. He started to pull on it; making it erect and fearsome, almost angry, as he stroked slowly at the base before letting his hand rise over the top before sliding it down over his length once more. His motions were slow and deliberate; not like his mother’s rampant fingers clawing and circling her clit like a demented nymphomaniac. Twice during his own masturbation session he had to stop stroking the tender head as his cock verged on the edge of spurting. His mother was in the throes of her own orgasm when she opened her eyes and saw her son trying to hide in the doorway; his cock protruding from the door frame and into her line of sight and his hand, clearly visible on its length. Sandy let out an audible cry. “Fuck-Me!” Marcus heard it too. He was suddenly struck by hedgehog syndrome as his mouth and eyes opened wide. He immediately let go of his cock, turned to run and then realising he couldn’t, bent down to pick his pants up; pulling at them rapidly over his knees and thighs as he started to walk away like a penguin. His mother was off the sofa and rapidly gaining on him as Marcus was struggling with his pants as he tried to waddle away from her. He made a spurt for the kitchen while ...
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