Danny's birthday
Danny woke up slowly. Like he did, his hand found his dick. As usual, it was swollen and hard. He slowly began to caress his big, foot-long penis while wondering what the day would bring. It was his eighteenth birthday and his mother had promised him a surprise for his birthday, but he couldn’t imagine what it could be.
But only the thought of her made his dick threatening. He recently had some very indecent thoughts about his mother. He was disgusted that he could think about her the way he thought, but he couldn’t help it.
When he lay there thinking about his mother, Lana, his hand started moving up and down faster. He and his mother lived alone since his father’s death five years ago and Danny found her ever more beautiful as time passed.
He didn’t know why, but he always imagined how she’d look naked. Maybe the fact that she was beautiful and a knock-out body contributed to his delinquency, but he still knew he shouldn’t have such bad thoughts about her. While his mother was forty-five years old, she looked better than all 30 years old around. In fact, in his eyes, she was by far the most beautiful woman in the city. Yet he knew he was crazy Because that’s how he thought of his mother, especially when he beat his flesh.
But he kept wondering what she’d look like naked. He had caught a glimpse of her in different stages of undressing, but never completely naked. When she was wearing her little bathing suit, he could barely keep his eyes off her beautiful long legs. She had the most beautiful legs ever. Every time she wore a long smooth dress with a crevice on the side, he almost came in his pants to her long, tan legs looking through the crevice. God, what legs she had, he thought to himself as his hand worked faster and faster.
Then his thoughts wandered back the night his mother had just returned from dinner. He went to bed so he could come by her room and say good night. When he saw her door was a bit of a crack, he peeped in. He had seen his mother sitting on the edge of her bed and pulling her panties down. At first she had not noticed him there and within a few moments she was naked from her waist down. The only thing between her and her complete nudity was her fresh, lacy half-bra. He couldn’t believe what he was witnessing and felt so fast growing, his dick began to hurt when he stood there looking at her. He could’ve even seen her pale piece of pubic hair covering her tight, tight underbelly. Then she started letting go of her bra. While he was expecting to watch, he had waited feverishly for her to hit her bra. Staring at her big, hard nipples, pink and swollen stabbing over the top of her bra, he waited. Then she had looked at the door for some reason. He remembered that none of them moved for a moment as they stared at each other. Eventually she had blushed and pulled her dress above her nakedness. He remembered that he was ashamed of being rushed back to his room without even saying good night to her. Once there, he had immediately masturbated with the picture of her naked breasts in his head. Luckily, she hadn’t said anything the next day. But after that first time, he had done his best to catch her in compromising stages of undressing. Strangely enough, it seemed easier to see her nakedness than before the incident. For any reason, she seemed less concerned that he saw her than before the incident. He just kept shoving his hand up and down. Sometimes his mother caught him looking at her and she smiled and blushed.
Danny could feel gradually approaching the point of no return when he lay in bed thinking of his mother. When he began to move his hand faster and faster, he suddenly became aware of the smell of bacon in the air.
That would mean his mom downstairs cooked him breakfast. Suddenly, his mind was filled with a perverse image of his mother cooking breakfast in a naughty, frilly corset. In his mind he imagined her bowing with her beautiful, bare breasts hanging out the corset. Although he had never seen her breasts completely naked, he could imagine how beautiful they would look. Big, soft and white as a cloud. He could even see where the whiteness ended and her tan skin began. He felt a tingling of perverse excitement dripping through his dick while this erotic fantasy filled his head. Dangerously close to cumming, he felt his dick even harder.
Wanted to prolong the delicious feeling of evil, he stopped touching himself. With his giant dick in his hand, he closed his eyes and shone his mother’s image through his mind. The image in his mind seemed almost real as he saw her breasts dangling, full and heavy when they were bobbing and wiggling. In his mind he had dressed her in a raw pair of red, fishnet hose and burning red high heel pumps to go with her red corset. He couldn’t believe how incredibly beautiful She was when she moved to the kitchen to make his breakfast.
Then he thought he felt a weak, almost indistinguishable breath of air over his throbbing dick. If he hadn’t been so excited and sensitive, he wouldn’t have noticed the wind. He wondered if he had left his window open, he slowly opened his eyes and started turning to the window.
Before he could spin, he saw his mother standing in his doorway with a tray with his breakfast on it.
“Oh, shit,” he hacked his foot-long dick under his blankets.
His whole body turned red when he looked at his mother standing in the doorway with a shocked look on her face.
“God, mother, I’m sorry,” he said, “I didn’t know you were there.”
“Uh,” she said, sanding her throat, “I could see that.”
“I’m sorry,” he mumbled apologizing.
“Well, congratulations,” she told him, a curious little smile delicately playing over her mouth, “I thought you might like to have breakfast before I give you your gift, but maybe not… '
“Uh, what, uh…” Danny was stuttering, sedated by her sudden appearance.
Danny didn’t speak, but he watched as she slowly approached his bed. Although it was early in the morning, she had taken the time to put on makeup. Not that she needed it, because she was beautiful with or without him. Disappointed he noticed that she was wearing her old robe. It was thick terry with long sleeves and covered hair from neck to knee with its sexless plain. It certainly wasn’t the costume he imagined.
“But now that I’ve brought it here,” she said, “you might as well eat it while I tell you about your birthday present.”
She placed the tray of food square on its hidden hardness. It seemed to Danny that she had pressed it a little harder than needed, but maybe his overactive imagination was working on overtime.
He began to eat quickly to hide his shame and to prevent him from reacting to everything she had to say.
“I really don’t know where to start,” she softly said, blushing.
“I thought long and hard,” she continued when she saw him eat, “about your eighteenth birthday present. You got almost everything money can buy. Your father left us very well, financially, so I was able to give you almost everything you wanted in that realm. But then I wondered what I could give you that money couldn’t buy. Something no one else would give you. And, finally, something you really wanted.”
She paused, playing nervously with the top button of her robe while she seemed to collect her thoughts.
I wonder where she’s going with this, Danny kept eating. What she could give him that money couldn’t buy. What would no one else give him? What did she really want? In his present excited state he briefly saw something very vulgar, but quickly removed it from his mind when he blushed again.
It was seconds before Lana moved on.
“I finally decided what I would give you, but now that the time has come to give you my gift,” she blushed again, “I wonder if I can continue.”
She knotted the buttonhole of her robe. Then her hand moved to the next button.
Danny almost finished his breakfast when he looked at her, wondering if she realized what she was doing. It just seemed like a nervous gesture, but she had unbuttoned the top button.
“I’ve seen you grow up and grow up,” she told him, “and I’ve noticed how you looked at me recently. I realize you’re 18 and your hormones are going crazy all the time. I also know that boys your age fantasize about their mother.”
Again bright red, Danny felt a wave of shame and humiliation was over him as she seemed to read his thoughts. How could she know that? Maybe he was too clear. He wished he had a hole to crawl in while she was looking at him innocently. She was such a sweet and wonderful person, how could he even think such disgusting and vile thoughts about her. He was even ashamed of her for doing something sexual. Why did he think such things about her then? He knew he could never hurt her. He was almost in tears, chastising himself for having such perverse, evil thoughts about her.
But even when he rebuked himself, he got a touch of her soft, seductive perfume and felt his penis out of control. Fortunately, the tray covered him and his mother hadn’t seen his dick jump. He was terrible, he thought to himself. He hated himself because he couldn’t control his animal urges in front of his dear mother.
“It is natural for a boy to imagine such things,” she said slowly, “while on the other hand, we both know how wrong it would be to even think about something so morally wrong. So wrong, we can go to jail for it.”
“While boys fantasize about their mothers, mothers can also have feelings. Especially when a mother lives alone with her son. Especially when a mother has no other men in her life.” She said, her voice bursts with emotion, “There is no stronger love in the world than that of a mother for her child. Do you?”
“Uh, I, uh, don’t know, uh, uh, know…” He babbling embarrassingly, increasingly embarrassed by the minute.
“When I started thinking about your eighteenth birthday, she slipped through the hole with the second knot, “I wanted to give you something that would show you how much I love you. And just as important, I wanted to be with you when you left your youth and traveled to the mysterious realm of manhood.”
“Then I had a crazy idea, but I didn’t know if I dared follow it,” She smiled at him lovingly. “I started reading books about the rituals of passages in many different cultures, and I discovered that my idea was not so unusual.”
She stopped for a moment, breathed deep before she continued.
“I found that my gifts were gifts that many mothers give their sons,” she said, her voice became husky of emotion, “except that it is not done in our society. But I thought you were mature enough to understand what I gave you. I thought your husband would be enough to accept it and have the discipline to understand its true meaning. I’m going to offer it to you. It is up to you to accept or refuse. I hope you realize how much I need to give you these gifts. I’m willing to give you the most sacred gift a mother has to offer her son. I have worked for many a sleepless night on my decision, but after a few months I am convinced that they are the right gifts.”
Stupidly, Danny was surprised at the formality of his mother’s thesis. He thought he could understand some of her insinuations, but he wasn’t quite sure when he finished his breakfast and put the tray on the floor by the bed. After doing so, he wished he hadn’t, because his hard, swollen manhood was now clearly visible under the thinness of the sheet.
“I hope you know how much I love you,” started his mother playing with another button on her robe, “and I would never do anything to destroy that love. The gifts I offer go hand in hand. If you accept one thing, you have to accept another. It is up to you to accept or reject. But you got to remember, you can’t have one without the other. You got to understand that. Do you understand that it’s up to you to take it or reject it? Whatever you decide, you got to remember there’s a second part of the gift and you got to have the discipline to accept it. Discipline is one of the first things you have to learn as a man. Do you understand?”
Danny stammered, began to understand the seriousness of her concern.
“If you’re sure you understand the extent of my concern, I’m offering myself to you as your birthday present,” she said dramatically. As she spoke, she stood up and dropped her robe on the floor.
Danny couldn’t believe what he saw. His mother was now dressed before him almost identical to the way he had introduced her to his mind earlier that morning. She was wearing the same red corset he imagined. It was made of shiny, red satin with lacy black suspenders on the bottom and lacy, uplifting cups at the top. The half-cupped bra has lifted her huge, soft, white breasts and lets her hard, swollen nipples look nice over the top.
“Oh, MY GOD,” he flapped as he felt his dick and jumped under the sheet and wiped his eyes over her body.
Her long, beautiful legs were encased in pure, black fishnet snake and she wore a pair of bright red stiletto pumps just as he had imagined. Then he suddenly felt light in his head as he stared down at the tuft of soft, curly blonde hair covering her soft, exposed abdomen.
“I wanted to be the one who led you from childhood to manhood,” she whispered quietly, “if you want to. Is that so?”
“Oh, GOD YES,” he moaned, as his eager rooster snapped out of control under the sheet.
“Thank God,” she gushed, leaning down and quickly threw off the sheet.
Danny watched in disbelief and panic while his mother watched his exposed manhood in wonder and shock.
“Oh, Danny,” she said, “you’re so beautiful and hard and big.”
After a few moments she shook her head and crawled on his bed.
“I have to confess I want you as much as you want me,” she poured out lying next to him, “and I don’t know what I would have done if you’d rejected me.”
On her back rolling, Lana quickly spread her long, enchanting legs and got ready for him.
“Take me,” she said, “take me, my son, and I will show you the many, many ways of love.”
Danny crawls clumsy to his hands and knees. His giant dick cut dirty back and forth as he fought between her beautifully spread legs. When he moved over her, he saw her hand fly to his giant dick. He took his bobs, dancing manhood… And she was craving his buddy when it was hanging over her wet pussy.
“Oh, Baby, I just hope I can take all your dick,” she squeaked, shoved the huge, mauve cockhead down to her gaping femininity.
“Oh, God, I Love You, Mother,” moaned Danny as he felt his dickhead blowing up against the soft, wet heat of his mother’s femininity.
“Oh, yeah, I love you too, Baby,” she pants when they’re drugs big, rubber cock up and down the wet, drooling groove of her pussy.
Already on the edge, Danny was barely able to keep blowing up when he pushed himself at her. Almost immediately he felt his dick slipping down into the incredible heat of the seeing cave of her forbidden flesh. It felt like he pushed his dick into a barrel of boiling juices while slipping deeper and deeper into her claws. He knew they would both be killed at any time for committing such sin.
“OH BABY,” Lana groaned as she felt his enormous penis slipping into her, forced her vagina to stretch out and widen to house his vastness.
The overwhelming extent of what he did suddenly descended upon him like a ton of stones. When the totality of their incestuous union became reality, the soft, sucking pull of his mother’s velvet vagina became too much for Danny. Unable to hold himself for a second longer, he drove down the entire length of his foot long dick in waiting softness of his mother’s beautiful cunt with a powerful thrust.
“OHFUCKITSSOBIG,” she flapped like his hot hardness cutting her all the way to the fast.
The moment his belly hit hers, his big dick exploded in her with the power of a fire hose. The giant dick, jerked off powerfully and spit a huge stream of thick, white, hot cream deep into her cuddling cunt.
“BhyourCumminginme,” she shouted, kicked her legs up and drove her heels up her son’s ass, forced him deeper into the hot, pulling socket of her vagina.
Then, her son’s giant dick burst out into her again and she felt her own orgasm starting, deep into her soaked cunt. As it grew and got in momentum, her son’s huge dick kept jerking and spitting fat, hot, jets of his burning, holding sperm into her ravening cunt. The spasms crackling her body became stronger and stronger as wave after wave of animal pleasure washed over her. Never before had one of them felt so much passion and fun.
Like two wild beasts, they writhed and fought together in a primitive ritual of death. But as their bodies crashed, their innocence was the only thing to die. Up and down they fought, both gasping and moaning until finally their bodies could not take anymore. Suddenly they collapsed on the bed in a lot of wet, sweaty meat.
Danny woke up slowly for the second time on his birthday. When he slowly struggled back to consciousness, he could feel something warm and wet that covered his dick. Opened his eyes, he looked down and found his mother lying between his stretched legs lovingly sucking on his dick. When he saw her head licking and dancing around his dick, he felt fast growing again.
His mother opened her eyes. When she looked at him with almost all his weak penis in her mouth, she gave his dick a long pipe.
“Good morning, again,” she smiled at him, slowly slipped his big, fat dick out of her mouth, “Did you like your first birthday present?”
“Oh, God,” he groaned, smiling back at her, “I thought I was dead and gone to heaven.”
“Me too,” she said gently, leaning down and walking her soft, pink tongue along the whole length of his hard, throbbing dick, “it was the best ever.”
When she looked at him sensually, she lifted up his giant penis. She slowly sucked the big, bloated head of his monstrous dick into her mouth. When he saw her soft red lips slowly slip through his swollen manhood, he could feel her soft silky tongue teasing and taunting his sensitive dickhead. Once so slowly, she sucked more and more of his giant into her hot, clambering mouth until she had six centimeters of his foot long stick in her mouth. He felt his passion rise again when she was lovingly sucking and playing with him. The malice of their incestuous marriage was so sexually exciting that he could barely comprehend his ardor. He didn’t know how much longer he would be able to postpone the inevitable, when she lifted his goose eggs balls and gently rolled them into her hands. He could feel the hot softness of her silky hands as she fondly pinched and stroked his large sperm generators. It soon got too much because she hugged and sucked on him ever harder. The unbelief of awakening to the feeling that his mother sucked him had already driven him to the point of eruption.
“God, Mom, you better stop,” he said, “or I’m gonna come.”
She stopped for a moment, she slowly let his dick slip out of her mouth as she lovingly looked into his eyes. Looking at his dick he saw it shining with her saliva as it slipped out of her mouth, wet and hard and ready.
“I want you to fill my mouth with your sweet, hot cream,” she whispered, “and let me suck you until I swallow all your sweet, hot cream.”
She felt his dick lurking dangerously as she spoke and sucked him back into her mouth quickly.
“Oh, Fuck,” he gasped as he felt her burning lips slipping around him again, quickly sliding off his stick.
He felt his dick shivering and swelling from pre-erupting desire as his mother continued to pull and suck on him. He felt the sperm in his big, hard balls starting to boil and call like her soft, full lips pulled rough on his loaded weapon. He couldn’t believe it really happened. How could he lie in his bed with his mother hungry devouring his masculinity? The pure anger of it was too much to accept. He felt his balls squeezing and shivering when they sent a fiery gusher of his syrupy white spit in her mouth. Her eyes flew open when her mouth was suddenly filled with its creamy foam. She swallowed as fast as she could, but there was so much, part of it escaped around the shaft of his dick and dropped into her chin.
Suck and swallow as fast as she could, she nursed on his giant dick as it lurked again and shot another big gob of his fat potential into her mouth.
His mother tried to keep up with the flow of sperm flowing out of his mammoth penis, but part of it managed to escape and lower her chin again. Again and again his dick pulled off and spit out his foamy cargo until he thought it would never stop. But eventually, yes.
“Oh, goddamn it,” moaned Danny as his mother kept sucking gently and feeding on his slowly shrinking dick, “mother, you’re gonna kill me if you keep that.”
“You liked it,” she finally asked him when she let his fat, swollen penis slip out of her mouth.
“Oh, God, yes,” he gasped for her.
“I’m glad you did,” she smiled, her lips shining wet from the coating of seed that covered them and dripping into her chin.
“I’ve never felt better,” he sighed as her little pink tongue flew out and licked her lips and beat away his seed.
“What would you like to do now?” she laughed ominously about him standing on her hands and knees with her heavy, full breasts dangling over his thighs, “Or would you like to take another nap?”
“I’d like to taste you,” he smiled at her, reached out to her and loving her big pendant breasts, “and made you feel as great as you made me feel.”
“Oh, that sound is good,” she said expectantly, “it’s been so long, I almost forgot how it feels.”
“Bring your beautiful little, uh, pus, uh, pussy hair then,” he said, blushing and pounding, unused to talk to his mother as familiar.
With her long brown legs past him, she slowly crawled up his body.
Danny stared in disbelief and worship as her huge, round, bobbing breasts wobbling and wiggling over him as his mother crawled up the bed. Then he felt his cock lurking with wicked desire as his mother’s soft, wet wifehood appeared above his face. It was the most beautiful face he had ever seen. It was so great, it almost took his breath away. The forbidden access to his mother’s soul. It was unbelievable that his mother’s pussy was only inches from his face. When he looked at it, he saw the thick, fleshy lips sinking down, shining with her juices. The puffy labia on each side of the sacred opening of her vagina were covered with a soft, fluffy forest of twisted, wrinkle blonde hair. It was unthinkable, but he was just a breath away from the center of every erotic thought he had in the last six months. His mother is a beautiful, beautiful core of love. He couldn’t only see it, but she offered it to him. Just thinking about it was enough to jump his giant dick up and down with excitement.
He suddenly became aware of the soft smoothness of his mother’s thighs when she pressed her legs together to lower her pussy down on his lips. There it was, the place where he was conceived. The place where he had spent nine months of his life and now he returned to it as it slowly fell to his face. Then suddenly he could smell the hot musk of her femininity when the hot softness of her pussy slowly stroked his lips. At first he softened his tongue on the silky softness of her vaginal lips. He licked his mother’s pussy. His dick jumped dangerously when the wicked thought to rip his head.
“Oh, my baby,” his mother moaned as she felt his tongue on her femininity.
Slowly, lovingly, he sought the fleshy folds of flesh for her bud of joy.
“Chrissttttt,” his mother craved his tongue.
He poked to the hard little knot of nerves hidden in his fleshy cave, he felt the slow ease of the scabbard until it fell out hard and ready. Quickly, he attacked it with a revenge, flashing his tongue back and forth over it mercilessly as his mother squirmed in joy.
“Oh, my God, YES, Baby, YES, Do, the BABY, Do it,” she moaned, her hips pulling and jumping wild.
Danny couldn’t believe this woman was his mother. Not his sweet, sweet mother who had never spoken a curse. Never even pretended to be the least sexy. This was the woman who disciplined him when he committed injustice and praised him when he was right. He had given him comfort when he comforted And now she literally became a sex nut in front of his eyes.
Danny grabbed his mother’s full buttocks and pulled her dripping cunt down even harder when his tongue destroyed her swollen clitoris.
“Ohfuckyes, Ohfuckyes, Ohfuckyes,” she then blew her hips and bounced sending cunt juice splashing over her son’s face.
Like a crazy man, Danny ransacked his mother’s crying cut and stupid clitoris. Faster and faster, his tongue hit back and forth over it, driving his mother closer and closer to the point of no return.
She was now sharpening her pussy in his face when he pulled her on him. He felt her pubic hair grinding his cheeks as he devoured her sweetness. And without warning, his lips were covered with a warm and fragrant juices.
“OHMYGODIMCUMMIINNNGGGGggggg,” his mother cried out when her body began to rip and cramp out of control.
With his arms around her hips, Danny hugged her pussy to his face. Holding her captive in his arms, he devoured hungry her pussy while she squirmed and screamed with pleasure.
“Oh, God, I love it, I love it, I love it, Oh, my baby,” she glowed as she kept pressing herself on him.
The flow of her sweet nectar continued and continued as she kept crying and winding until she finally collapsed, rolling on her side next to him.
Even though she had rolled off him, Danny followed her and kept licking and teasing her clitoris until she gently pushed his head off her.
“Please, baby, wait a few minutes,” she said, “it’s too sensitive now.”
“Did it feel good, Mother?” he asked.
“Oh, God, yes,” she blurted out, “it never felt so good with another man. Never, never. It was beautiful.”
After a few moments, Danny went upstairs until he saw his mother. They were both looking into each other’s eyes for a few seconds. Finally Danny leaned forward and kissed her so gently on the mouth. The kiss, soft and soft in the beginning quickly became brutal and demanding when they crushed their lips together. After a few seconds his mother retreated to breath.
“You’re already a man and you know how to make me so hot.”
As she spoke, she drove her hand into his chest, across his flat, hard stomach to his jutting, throbbing penis.
“My God, you’re already hard again,” she moaned, her hand around the thick blue veined shaft of his giant penis.
“Touching you makes me so hard that I hurt,” he whined as she slowly stroked his hardness with her soft, bald hand.
Danny was happy to let his mother caress him gently for a while. Then he slowly came on his hands and knees next to her, his giant dick jumps out of his groin badly.
“Want to give my baby another gift,” gorgled his mother, rolled over her back and spread her long brown legs apart.
“Very bad,” he grunted, crawling between her stretched legs.
“Mama’s gift is already open and ready for Baby,” she cracked, fingering her wet, drooling pussy open.
“God, mother, it’s beautiful,” went Danny, looking at the fleshy pink well of his mother’s holiness that was now open and wet.
When he crawled up, she grabbed his cutting, stabbing dick and began slowly bending down to her gaping love wound.
“Mama wants the whole baby in her house,” she whispered. “Throw it in mom until it doesn’t go deeper, baby, please.”
As she spoke, Danny felt the head of his colossal dick hit the hot, wet of her waiting femininity. An electric shock ran through his body as he slowly forced down into the hot, sucking depths of his mother’s ravenous cunt. Even though he was big, she was so hot and ready, his giant penis cut into her hot, flooded cunt like a knife through butter. By forcing the narrow channel of her hot, sucking cunt to accept his greatness, he pushed himself deeper and deeper into the core of her forbidden motherhood. Like a monstrous ram, he smashed his way through the hot, slippery scabbard until finally his stomach hit hers.
“Oh, God, it’s all in me,” she gasped her pussy muscles around his throbbing dick.
“Oh, my God,” he moaned, feeling the blisters juices from her cunt burning his dick, “I love it.”
He kept his dick buried in her, reached down and cut his elbows behind her knees. Grunting he lifted her long, shapeful legs higher and higher until finally her thighs were pressed against her huge, soft tits. She was now fully exposed and at his mercy when he slowly withdrew his penis.
He paused only briefly, he quickly punched his dick back into her brutally. The force of his punch was such that it almost breathed out. Then he slowly pulled it back and hit it in her powerful again. After a few brutal blows, he stopped attacking her and started fucking her with long, piercing pushes that buried herself until it reached her hot, sucking cunt every time. In and out, in and out his giant godfather slipped as she meddled and lamented in worship and joy.
Time seemed to stop when they fucked and fucked. Then she was suddenly consumed by the unholy fire of another orgasm as her body trembled and trembled. Even though he felt the destruction of her orgasm flow through her body, he did not give up and stuck his dick deep and hard in her.
“Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, honey!” she grunted as her whole body shook uncontrolled.
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, the last misery of her orgasm faded. Danny kept feeding her his giant dick when she willingly accepted it. She grabbed the cheeks of his ass, brought blood while digging her nails in him, pulled him harder into her. Yet he did not succumb to the passion of the moment… When he drove himself further down… in the hot depths of her love dog.
Then she was possessed for the second time by a fiery orgasm. She trembled so much that her teeth were chattering, she was strangled to heights of pleasure so intense that they were terrifying. She had never experienced so much joy and joy with another man in her whole life. It was too much and she started sobbing fit, but Danny kept fucking her mercilessly.
“Oh, mom, uh, are you, uh, uh, oh, okay?” He was able to growl Between punches when he finally felt he was getting out.
“God, Ah, Yes. Ah, I, Ah, Feel, Ah, Wonderful,” garlanded them out among blows of his powerful engine, “Fuck, Ah, Me, Ah, Baby.”
The feeling that his own climax is fast approaching, Danny started to fuck his mother deeper and deeper. Soon his hips were a blur of pink when his dick cut her wet in and out. The wet, slurping sounds of their lovemaking filled the room with the grunts and moaning of the two lovers. Closer and closer he drew until it was finally on him like a demon.
“OHMYFUCKINGGODDDDDDDDDDDD!!” he exclaimed while his mammoth cock exploded in his mother’s soaked cunt for the second time that day.
“Ohyesbaby!” She yelled back at him when she tripped into her fourth orgasm of the day.
They were like two animals attacking each other again. Their bodies were obscene then Danny’s dick spit his powerful cream in his mother and then withdrew for a moment before they crashed together again. Their macabre, incestual dance continued as Danny’s elephant penis spit and spit in his mother’s cunt. Within a few moments, her pussy was filled with his fat, white love milk and it began to flow out of her pussy. Yet it wouldn’t stop until they were both covered with his hot, clinging stickiness.
After it finally stopped, they lay without moving, their bodies crushed together in a deep, passionate embrace for the longest time. Then they slowly split up.
“Oh,” she cried then his still big dick beat out of her and bruised cunt came.
“I’m sorry, Mom,” he apologized when he rolled on his back.
“That’s okay, Baby,” she laughed at him, lifted up his sodden warrior and gave it a loving pinch, “it’s just so big.”
“Not now,” he grinned tired, looked at the clock by his bed and saw that it was already after noon.
What a birthday he thought. He had not only fucked on his birthday, but he had also fucked by his mother, the most beautiful woman in the world.
“Thank you for a wonderful birthday, mother,” he said quietly, turning and again opposite her.
“You’re welcome,” she smiled at him, but it’s not over yet.”
“What, you mean there is more,” he asked, hardly dare to believe that there could be more.
What does that mean? Maybe they’d have sex for the rest of the day. That would be incredible. Even when he thought about it, he felt a tingling of excitement shaking through his shrunken manhood.
“Why don’t you take a nap soon,” she smiled at him, sitting slowly, her breasts in a fit of shaking and wiggling, “and when you wake up, I’ll have your other present ready.”
“Okay, I could use some rest,” he yelled, “I’m getting tired to keep up.”
“Oh, naughty little boy,” she laughed, standing up. “Go to sleep for a while and mom will make you another present.”
The events of the morning had Danny was sucked emotionally and physically and in a few moments he was asleep again.
He felt as if he had only slept for a moment when he felt that he woke up from a wet warmth that covered his sleeping masculinity. Lazily drove to consciousness and opened his eyes. Groggiely saw his mother sitting between his legs with his dick in her hands. Unable to understand what she did, he enjoys feeling her hands while she gently massaged his floppy dick.
What happened in the world, he wondered as a paralyzed shock of panic through his brain. Why did she do this to him, he struggled to remember. Then it all came back and he slowly relaxed.
“Oh, you’re awake at last,” she laughed up and kept touching his big, soft dick. “I thought you’d sleep all day, so I decided to wake you.”
“Huh,” he replied sleeping, looking at the clock and seeing that it was already five o’clock.
He had slept for more than four hours, but his thoughts were still confused and slow. While he was trying to shake to cobwebs out of his mind. Looking back on his mother, he took a few moments to realize that she had removed her lingerie and was naked. God, she was beautiful, he thought to himself when he learned to drink to her.
“What is it?” She asked with a confused look on her face, “You look drunk.”
“I’ve never seen you naked,” he mumbled, “and you’re so, so beautiful, it almost hurts to look at you.”
“Oh, my,” she blushed brightly, began to lift her arms to cover her big, round breasts, but stop, “that was the most beautiful compliment a man has ever given me.”
“I meant every word of it,” he claimed. “You are Venus, Aphrodite, and Helena of Troy all rolled into one beautiful woman and I love you with all my heart.”
“Shut up before you make me cry,” she smiled quietly, but couldn’t stop two big, wet tears coming through her cheeks.
“I’m sorry,” Danny apologized, not sure what to do or say, “I didn’t want to make you cry.”
“Well,” she began to wipe the tears off her cheeks, “I have your last gift ready if you want it.”
“Really?” he said, looking quickly through the room without seeing any evidence of a gift.
“Yes, fool,” she smiled at him looking around.
“I don’t see it.”
While he was expecting, his mother slowly stepped on her hands and knees.
“Would you like this,” she asked him, spinning and presenting him with her rising ass.
He was staring at her as he sparkled.
“I mean, you want to have my other place,” she quietly said, “it’s the place women keep for only those men who are very, very special. I never gave it to another man. And you are my very, very special person. I want you to have my virgin anus.”
Danny was speechless when he stared at his mother’s beautiful round bottom. It was a wonderful work of art. Both large, soft bulbs of meat were flawlessly soft, but firm at the same time. It wasn’t hard, but it wasn’t. It was perfection. Then his eyes searched the core of her other place. Suddenly he realized that she had her anus liberally clothed with some kind of lubricant and therefore her ass shone in the boring light. Then he touched his dick with another revelation and found it covered with the same slippery substance. A bolt of pure sexual excitement tore though his brain as it eventually came to him what she had planned. She wanted him to take her ass.
Danny almost fainted when his mother was expecting him.
“Well, can’t you decide?” she asked, slowly wavy her beautiful derriere at him tempting.
“Oh, God, YESMother,” he blurted out, wrestling to his hands and knees behind her.
“You got to be careful,” she warned him when she felt his hands on her hips, “you’re so big, you could hurt me.”
“Oh mother, I don’t want to do this,” he complained, “if it’s gonna hurt you.”
“I think I can take you with me,” she laughed at him, “but you just got to be careful, that’s all.”
“I will, I promise,” he poured out as his dick slowly began to harden and stand out.
“Not too slow,” she said, “because you got to get it in me before it gets too big, otherwise it never fits.”
“Okay,” he mumbled, grabbing his hardened manhood and scooting up behind her rising ass.
Because his dick wasn’t hard, he grabbed him with both hands to keep him quiet. Slowly leaning forward he placed the large spherical head of his dick on the small, small wrinkled opening to the tight anal opening of his mother. Slowly he started leaning towards her when he felt that she pushed against him. Both were tough, but nothing happened for the long time.
“Oh, Danny, I’m sorry, but I don’t think OHMYGOD,” she waved while the big swollen head of his dick finally came through the hot, clinging ring of muscles around her anus. “Don’t wait.”
Danny felt like his dick would be beheaded like the strong ring of muscles around her asshole clamped around his growing monstrousness. He couldn’t believe it, but the head of his penis was in his mother’s asshole. He’d never felt anything like it before and warm. It was all he could do to not burst into her right now and he hadn’t even fucked her. He knew he wouldn’t last long in the fiery channel of his mother’s anus. But if she wanted him to fuck her in the ass, he was determined to fuck her.
“Slow, Baby,” she lamented when she moaned and pushed back against her son’s monstrous penis.
Straining with the effort to force himself into the inviolable severity of his mother’s ass, it was all Danny could do to prevent cumming. His dick was hard enough already, he could let it go. Released himself, he grabbed his mother’s round, firm thighs and pulled her back to himself. Slowly, inch by inch, his horrible dick disappeared into his mother’s asshole. He was so tall and she was so tight, there was no clue from her asshole, it looked like he just disappeared up her ass. At last he had buried 15 centimeters of his hard, pounding Peter in his mother’s asshole.
“Oh, Baby, please, wait a minute,” she begged him as she stood in front of him on her hands and knees with her head hanging down, “I need a minute, please.”
When he stopped at his mother’s request, Danny slowly felt his way to his mother’s drooling, empty femininity. With his finger in the wet, fleshy groove of her vagina, he was looking for his clitoris. Finally found the swollen button. Soon he started flickering and playing when his mother moaned her approval. When he played with her clitoris with one hand, he slowly softened one, and then two fingers up into her abandoned wifehood. As he did, he felt the hard stiffness of his dick through the delicate, thin layer of tissues that separated his mother’s asshole from her vagina. His mother’s legs slowly crawled further and further apart as he slowly fucked her finger and played with her clitoris.
“Push it in, Baby,” she finally told him, “I want to take you all.”
When he pulled his fingers out of her pussy, he grabbed her hips again and quickly pulled her back to his stiff, stabbing weapon. Like he did, he felt his dick slipping into her again. Then he felt her growling and pushed himself back to him. The combination of their efforts quickly forced his dick down into the core of her asshole and the implementation didn’t stop until his belly hit her soft, round ass.
“Oh, God, I don’t believe it,” moaned his mother, “I can’t believe I took all your big penis in my anus.”
“Every last inch,” grunted Danny, still controlling the urge to dump his cargo into her asshole.
“It’s starting to feel good now,” she cracked, “and I want you to fuck mom’s house for a long time.”
“I want to, Mother, but you’re so hot and tight,” he said, “I don’t know how long I’ll last.”
“Okay, baby, but go as long as you can for Mom.”
Knowing that he was only moments away from exploding in the warm, compressed channel of his mother’s asshole, he quickly pulled his dick almost completely back. Then, with a loud growl, he punched his dick back into her asshole’s overremoved channel. That’s all he could take. The passion of the moment overwhelmed him and he felt his cock goat and exploded in her.
“Oh Fuck Mammy I’m Sorry,” he exclaimed while his dick sent the first giant gusher of white-hot sperm spitting out on the sensitive lining of his mother’s colon.
“Oh, BABYYYYYYYY,” she screamed, unable to stop herself from falling headlong into another mind dangling orgasm.
None of them could stop their bodies from shaking and shaking like inscrutable streams of pure sexual pleasure flowing through their bodies. The pleasure they felt was so pure and intense, it threatened to overload their fun circuits and both insane.
Ignorantly, Danny’s hands had found his mother’s big pendant breasts hanging under her. He took them, put them on, used them for a fulcrum as he spit his spitting, manhood deeper and deeper into the overflowing cave of her ass.
“Oh God damn it,” his mother screamed as her body moved and shook, “I love, love, love is nothing.”
Danny hung on to his mother for dear life as his dick stayed empty in her soaked, soaked bastard. Eventually, it couldn’t hurt itself to reload and shoot because it began to shrink quickly and slip back into his mother’s beaten and abused bastard. His whole body was on the brink of total exhaustion as he slowly fell backward as he tore away his shrinking masculinity from his mother.
“Auch,” she cried as his dick flew out of her ass.
She collapsed on her face when Danny fell on his back. None of them had the energy or the desire to talk and within a few moments they both slept.
Danny didn’t know how long he had slept, but it was dark outside when he was finally able to force his eyes open. He was on the lamp. He saw it was 9:00. Damn, he thought to himself, what a birthday. He and his mother had been fucking and sucking and eating all day. He would never forget this birthday in a million years.
He couldn’t find any evidence of their violation. He lay under the cover of his freshly made bed that smelled fresh and clean, but he couldn’t remember if it was the same bed that was on the bed last night or not. He shook his head and smiled at the prospect of future appointments with his mother when he heard his mother come up the stairs. It was funny, he thought, how well you knew the step when you lived together for so long. He waited anxiously for the door to see if she came back to his room. Then she suddenly appeared in the door, with a tray with a birthday cake on it. Disappointedly Danny noticed that she was now dressed in a soft pastel summer dress. It was cut a little low, but it was definitely not sexually provocative. Surprised, he smiled at her.
“Oh, the birthday boy is finally awake,” said his mother as she walked into his room. About time. I wanted to wake you anyway, even when you were asleep.”
“Well, Mom,” he yelled and smiled, “it’s your fault. You’ve exhausted me.”
“What do you mean by that,” she asked him, a confused look on her face as she leaned to put the tray on his bedside table.
“You know what I mean,” he smiled very clearly in front of his mother’s dress to her breasts.
Lana blushed and got up fast.
“Daniel, what is wrong with you?” she asked.
“Didn’t you get that back, Mom?” he learned to her obscene as he reached out and slipped his hand up under her dress.
“Daniel Morris, what are you doing?” cried she, jumping back from him and hit his hand. Are you crazy?
He spit, bewildered by the sudden change of his mother.
“Well, I didn’t find it amusing, young man,” she strictly announced. “I’d like to throw your cake in your lap.”
Danny was stupid. What would have changed her in such a short time? Or did he dream everything? He couldn’t, it was too real to be a dream. Still, she pretended it never happened. What was he supposed to believe? He couldn’t even trust his own senses.
“Are you taking drugs or something?” She asked him, “because you’re acting really weird. Maybe this is part of becoming a man. I heard boys get brain dead when they get 18. I can only think about sex and it has to be good.”
“God, Mom, I’m sorry,” he mumbled, still unable to put reality out of fiction, “I’m just confused.”
“Well, young man, you better get over your confusion,” she rebuked him, “and never try that trick again. Do you understand? Never again.”
“Okay, Mom,” he said like a beaten dog, “I’ll never do it again and I’m sorry.”
“You should be,” she said, walking to the door. “I wanted to celebrate your birthday with you, but the first thing to learn about being a man is discipline. Don’t you understand? I thought you understood what discipline meant.”
She didn’t give him a chance to answer her before she turned around and left his room in a hurry.
Shocked, Danny was thinking about his mother’s last words. He knew he’d heard them before, but he couldn’t remember when or where. Whatever he thought, it was a great birthday, even if it was a dream. What a dream. It was so real, his ass was still painful from where she scratched him. Then he quickly ran his hand over his ass and felt the scratches there. Grinning for himself, he wondered if his mother really understood the meaning of discipline. Maybe he should just find out. Maybe he would still have a dream on his 21st birthday. He should ask his mother someday, maybe tomorrow, but now he was too tired to think about it. ..