My son likes to play with my cum filled cunt. I went out last night, and bar hopped. Dive bars only. But things got a little wild. I drank too much and ended up fucking a bunch of random strangers on a pool table in a bar. But I had fun.
I drove to this dive bar, but I had to leave my car there because I was too blitzed to drive home. So, I texted my son for help. And he came to pick up his mama. His drunk old whore mother. He could smell the sex on me. Plus, he knows his mother is a whore. But I fuck him too. I’m a good mom. Perhaps the best mom. I think a mother owes it to her son to take care of his sexual needs.
As we drove home, my son’s fingers found their way inside my purple panties. He could feel how wet my pussy felt on his fingers. He would scoop out some cum and feed it to me on the ride home. I sucked his fingers like a lollipop. I got every drop of cum off his fingers. What can I say. I’m a cum guzzling slut. The more cum I sucked off his fingers, the harder his cock got. I could see the growing tent in his jeans as he finger fucked my messy pussy.
My Son Takes Care of His Mother’s Sloppy Cunt
But I knew once we got back to my place he would fuck me. He loves my cream pies. And I love his cock. Something naughty and taboo fucking a cock you helped create. A cock that came from you and out of you. It’s like those cocks going back to roost. It’s going back where it belongs. Although my son no longer lives at home, we fuck every chance we can. And I know he prefers my pussy messy. Last night, both my pussy and I seemed like a hot mess.
Although I know I drank too much, I’m never too drunk to fuck the cock I brought into this world. First, I slobbered on my son‘s rod. Almost made me gag. He doesn’t have a big black cock, but he does sport a pretty good one for a white boy. Plus, the taboo nature of mother son fucking makes it every bit as hot too. I could feel the cum that still resided up my pussy, spraying everywhere with each thrust.
But my son just made me more of a mess. Sure, I could’ve just gone to bed, woke up, and showered away all the jizz inside of me. However, that’s not how I roll. I like to savior that cum. And I enjoy another man like my boy putting his seed into the mix. It’s not a good night if I don’t come home with a sloppy wet pussy. Or wake up with one. I will admit I still feel a bit hung over, but I have a pussy full of my son’s jizz. And I can still taste his cock on my breath. I’d say last night I had one hell of a good time.
My mind is warped, twisted by the depraved desires born from years of unspeakable pain. The more loose and ruined my holes become from a pounding, the more I revel in the depravity. I’m a masochistic slut who yearns for cocks so massive they’ll prolapse my gaping ass.
