Don Scott - Hot family ties

"This is absurd," Janet whispered as her son slipped his hand inside her blouse, cupping her luscious tit through her sheer, lace bra. "Please, Jonas, you know this isn't right."

But Janet really didn't believe her own words. Not when the hot, tingling sensations coming from her aroused, lust-hardened nipple were spreading the flames of such unbridled hunger in her that she couldn't believe it was possible.

"Please, Mother, you know you want to just

as much as me," Jonas whispered, pressing his fingers deeper into the lusty woman's incredible tit. He couldn't believe how firm her tits were, despite their extraordinary size. "Come on, I'm a young man. You must know the kinds of needs I've got."

And Janet did know. That's what frightened her so much. She knew that once a boy her son's age started fucking, he'd want to fuck all night long. And considering Janet's burning, aching need for cock-meat, she just might not be able to stop herself. Not unless she stopped herself right now, before things got out of hand, before she knew the ecstasy of feeling her own son's cock wedging her cunt-lips far apart, filling her seething, juicy cunt with his rigid, fiery cock.

Janet wished the light in the kitchen weren't on. She didn't want to be able to see her son. He looked so much like his father, so much like the man she had fucked so many times. With the lights out, maybe she would be able to think more clearly.

When her son pinched her nipple, Janet emitted a soft, quivering sigh of absolute pleasure. The sizzling excitement went straight from her erect nipple to her clit, making her cunt-lips wet and juicy.

"Please, Jonas, I'm begging you now," Janet said, her voice so soft it was barely audible. "Please, let's just walk away from this and we'll pretend that it never happened."

"You can't ignore this," Jonas replied. "What am I supposed to do with this?"

Janet couldn't speak when Jonas, with his free hand, jerked his zipper down and brought out his prick. Janet gasped even louder than before when she looked at her son's cock. It was a hard, massive column of cock-meat. Jonas's prick measured an extraordinary eleven inches long-much longer than his father Charlie's.

"Come on, Mother, you can't leave me with this," Jonas said.

He pulled his hand out of Janet's blouse, placing his hands on her shoulders. He faced her directly, his eyes boring into her.

Janet felt the last of her will power slipping away as she looked into her son's eyes. He moved just a little closer, and she felt the head of his club-like cock touching her stomach. Even through her blouse, the heat of Jonas's cockhead warmed her flesh, igniting her desire, shredding the last vestige of her will power.

Shivering, her knees shaking so powerful.

Janet wasn't certain she would remain standing, she brought both hands to her son's cock. Very lightly, she touched it with her fingertips. The heat of his cock delighted her. She wrapped her fingers around the thick cock-shaft, squeezing it tenderly, lovingly.

"That's it," Jonas said.

With trembling fingers, he began unbuttoning his mother's blouse, wanting to expose her exquisite, hard-nippled tits.

Janet didn't try to stop her son as he worked loose the buttons of her silk blouse. By this time her flesh felt as if it were on fire. She could feel her tight-fitting bikini panties sticking wetly to the rosy petals of her hot, slick cunt-lips.

She began stroking Jonas' colossal prick, running both hands up and down over its entire length. Holding his cock-head in her palm, the lusty blonde squeezed it firmly.

Jonas tried to calm herself, but that was impossible. As he opened Janet's blouse and looked at her tits, his cock leaped in her hands. Those creamy, huge tits, still encased in the white lace bra, made his mouth water. He hungered to open his lips and suck passionately on her nipples.

Janet worked her hands back and forth,

stunned at the incredible size of her virile son's cock. She squeezed the huge cock firmly, loving its rigidity, trying to imagine how fantastic it would be to have his eleven inches of cock-meat driving into her cunt, rubbing against her red-hot clit until she spewed out her pussyjuice.

"Ohhhhh!" Jonas sighed as his mother's hands worked a little faster on his cock.

The burning sensation in his balls warned Jonas that he wouldn't be able to take much of Janet's hand-job before he gushed out his slick wad of cum.

Janet looked down, watching her son's hands as he gently unfastened the clasp between the cups of her bra. Very slowly he pulled the cups away from her tits. When he did, she could see how hard and distended the nipples were a clear indication of her lust.

"Ohhhhhh! Yessss!" Janet sighed when Jonas brought his hands to her huge, pink nippled tits. "Squeeze my tits. Yes, Jonas! I love it when you play with my tits."

Pounding on his cock, twisting her hands in opposite directions as she worked them back and forth, Janet could feel the colossal prick throbbing hotly against her palms. Staring at

the cock-head, the lusty mother watched with total fascination as a thick, white, sticky drop of pre-cum oozed from Jonas' pisshole.

"Get down," Jonas whispered, his face showing the strain of trying to hold his cum back. "I… I want to cum on your tits, Mother. You've got such beautiful tits. Let me cum on them."

Janet was almost ready to beg her son to fuck her. The dull, throbbing ache in her cunt told her that she desperately needed to get fucked. Trembling, cursing herself for her insatiable sexual needs, Janet sank slowly to her knees in the kitchen of her mother's home, desperately hoping that nobody would come in and see her.

It didn't bother Janet that the tile floor was hard against her knees. Her blouse was open, the ends still tucked into her knee-length skirt. Janet sat on the backs of her heels, unable to tear her eyes away from the head of her own son's massive, conical prick-tip.

"It's huge," Janet whispered reverently, holding the cock almost delicately in her hands. She was surprised that she could wrap both fists around the shaft and still have quite a bit of the cock sticking out. "I've never seen a bigger cock than this in my entire life. My goodness, Jonas,

I never dreamed you had a cock like this."

"Stroke it," Jonas said through gritted teeth. "Don't stop now, Mother. I'm going to cum soon.

Janet couldn't have stopped herself even if she wanted to. Lust was now completely consuming her, taking control over her senses, forcing her on. She took her hand and slipped it between Jonas' thighs, fondling his big, egg shaped balls through his jeans. She could almost feel the cum brewing inside them, and Janet wished that she could suck lovingly on Jonas' balls as he came.

Inhaling, Janet could smell the heady aroma of her son's crotch. Her mouth watered, and she could feel her cunt-lips tingling even more powerfully than before. Caressing Jonas' balls, she began stroking his cock in earnest.

Jonas looked as though he were in pain though he was actually going through the most erotic experience of his life. Though he had seduced several girls his own age, it was entirely different to look down and see his own mother's gorgeous blonde hair flicking about, to watch her succulent, quivering globes of tit-flesh bouncing as she gave him a hand-job.

"You're so beautiful," the teenager

whispered.

He stepped closer to Janet, so close now his prick-tip was almost touching her. His cockhead was pointed directly between her tits, just above the creamy, hard-nippled swells.