dirty mommy - slut ( english story ) ( part 2 )

     ( dirty mommy - slut english story )  ( part 2 )

Simon, trying to act casual and strong, now that the original shock was now gone, said, "If that is true it is your fault then."

"How so?" Sara asked, with a raised eye brow, while considering just lifting up his sheets and taking his cock in her mouth.

"Well, you always dress so sexy," Simon admitted.

"You find me sexy?" Sara asked, surprised by her son's words.

"Mom, you are the hottest woman I know," Simon answered, which was the truth.

"You need to get out more," Sara said, playfully slapping his shoulder.

"I'd rather stay home with you," Simon smiled, hinting at tomorrow.

"Good," Sara said, "because tomorrow is Earth Day and I was hoping we would spend Earth Hour together."

"I wouldn't want to be anywhere else Mom," Simon replied.

"Great, it's a date," Sara said, then shook her head slightly at how corny she sounded.

"Are you going to dress up then?" Simon joked.

Sara smiled, as she leaned in and kissed him good night, this time allowing her kiss to last just slightly longer than a normal mother-son kiss, "Oh, I will be all dolled up for my man."

"Cool," Simon said, and then chastised himself in his head for sounding like such a moron after having such a suave line before.

"Good night, sweetie," Sara said, leaning in and kissing him again.

Simon this time kissed back briefly as his cock begged for attention.

Sara broke the kiss, turned on by her son's words and lips, "Sorry, honey, I forgot I already gave you a kiss good night."

"I'll take as many kisses as you want to give, Mom," Simon said, as he watched her stand up.

She giggled like a school girl flirting, "That is good to know." As she walked out of his room, leaned against the wall in the hallway, and began rubbing herself, so horny she couldn't wait to return to her room.

Simon, meanwhile, flipped off his sheets, grabbed his raging hard cock and began jerking off. Closing his eyes, he imagined his mom was still in his room, on his bed, as he moaned, "That's it, Mommy, suck your son's cock."

Sara gasped when she heard him.

Simon, oblivious to the audience just outside his door, continued to role play with himself, as he asked, "Does Mommy love her son's cock?"

Sara whispered to herself, "Yes, baby, Mommy loves your cock."

Simon pumped his cock furiously, a moment later ordering, "That's it slut, deep throat your Master's cock."

Sara moaned louder than she meant to as she heard his naughty words, just the thought of her son being her master getting her close to another orgasm.

"I'm going to fuck that cunt and ass of yours, Mommy-slut," Simon groaned a minute later, as he sprayed cum straight up in the air.

"Fuuuuck," Sara whimpered, biting her lip, as her own orgasm shuddered through her while she imagined becoming exactly that, Simon's Mommy-slut.

Both mother and son, recovered from their orgasms, both excited about making their fantasies a reality...both frustrated that it would have to wait until tomorrow.

.....

Both Simon and Sara were full of both anticipation and trepidation as Earth Hour wasn't until 8:30 pm and being a Saturday, they had all day together.

After breakfast, Sara asked, "So what are your plans today?"

"Write an essay in response to the Oedipus Complex theory," Simon answered, which was actually true.

"And what will your response be?" Sara asked, curious if his paper would be a lot different if tonight went as planned.

"Well, I originally was going to write it from a male point of view only, but after your comments last night, I am going to write it from a new, fresh point of view," Simon answered.

"And what would that be?" Sara asked, genuinely curious.


"The role of mothers either knowingly or unknowingly tempting their sons," Simon revealed.


It's the mother's fault?" Sara asked with her eyebrow raised, even as she wiggled her stocking-clad feet to entice him.

"I'm not saying that," Simon said. "but if you know your son gets turned on by your beauty, or in my case your legs in nylons, and you continue to flaunt your sexy legs and always wear nylons, like you are doing right now...I think you are definitely to blame for stimulating that theory."

"You think I have sexy legs?" Sara asked smiling.

"God Mom, you are the hottest woman I know. All my friends call you MILF," Simon answered, which was true.

"Really?" Sara asked, flattered by the thought of Simon's teenage friends checking her out.

"Oh Mom, don't pretend you don't know you're hot," Simon accused, thinking they may not make it to the Earth Day hour at this rate.

"Oh, Simon," Sara gushed, squeezing his shoulders as he finished his orange juice. "I can't believe you and your friends think your old hag of a mother is attractive."

"Mom, you are the most beautiful woman I know," Simon said, which again was true.

"You have to say that, you're my son," Sara said, fishing for more compliments.

"No, you are supposed to say I am the handsomest man you know because I am your son and you created me," Simon countered.

"Oh, I love you," Sara said, giving him a big hug from behind.

"I love you too, Mom," Simon replied.

"So do you want to interview me for your essay?" Sara asked, realizing it would be a great opportunity to cross the invisible line once and for all.


"That's a great idea," Simon nodded, unknowingly thinking the exact same thing as his mother. "Let's do that tonight when we are hanging out during Earth hour."

"Great idea," Sara said, "So how about an afternoon movie?"

"Sure," Simon nodded. "Can we do supper out as well?"

"A great idea," Sara nodded.

"And we can dress up," Simon added.

"Should I wear nylons?" Sara asked. Before playfully adding, "I don't want to compound the evidence on your Oedipus Complex theory and my accidental impact on you."

Simon raised an eyebrow, "Is it all accidental?"

Sara shrugged, her smile playful and sexy, "That is for me to know and you to find out."

"Well then you'd better wear nylons, to keep the theory relevant," Simon suggested.

"Yea, sir," Sara agreed, trying to hint at her submissive side.

"Good Mommy," Simon replied, hinting at his dominant side.


An hour later, they were at the mall. Sara was dressed in a blue cocktail dress that barely covered the top of her tan lace thigh high nylons. She was sans bra and panties prepared to seduce him if the opportunity presented itself.


Simon was dressed in black dress pants, a dark blue dress shirt and tie which Sara thought made him extra handsome...a perfect replica of his father.

Simon was hard throughout the movie at the impending prospect of making his mother his pet. Simon pondered whether his mother would go through with it...she had obeyed every task so far and crossed a few inappropriate lines already...but would she cross the final taboo line of no return?

Sara, meanwhile, had problems staying focused on the movie as she imagined the near distant future when she would become her son's slut at last. Could she follow through with the task she was given? Would Simon respond approvingly to her submission? It seemed so, based on their awkward flirting yesterday and again that morning. Yet, once she crossed the line, there was no going back.

At dinner, they chatted about college, work and entertainment. Both of them sensed the tension, as they both avoided the conversations that had dripped with sexuality earlier.

They arrived home at 8:25 and Simon said, "I'll go and get my laptop to save my notes when I interview you."

"Okay, honey," Sara agreed, slipping out of her heels.

Five minutes later, Simon came back down to see his mom, the top of her thigh high stockings in full view, laying on the couch with her eyes closed.


"Is Mom going to sleep during Earth Hour?" Simon teased, the time to cross the final line now at hand.

Opening her eyes, Sara smiled and asked, "Will you give me a foot massage first, sweetheart?" Sara asked, before going all motherly. "Plus, it is Earth Hour...no electronics!"

"Of course," Simon agreed, putting his laptop on the table. He lifted up his mom's stocking-clad legs, sat down and allowed his mom's feet to fall into his lap. As he massaged her feet, he said, "Ready for your interview?"

"Sure, honey," Sara said, loving the feeling of Simon's hands on her feet, as she wondered what it would be like to have him moving his hands up her legs and to her fevered, long ignored pussy.

"Do you believe the Oedipus Complex syndrome is realistic?" Simon asked first.

Sara pondered the question before answering, "Well, the reality is there is no stronger bond than the love between mother and son. Thus, these feelings can naturally feel like more than just platonic love and blur the line."

"What line?" Simon asked.

"Between platonic and romantic love, of course," Sara answered, before adding, "I went online and read about the Oedipus Complex and learned that in many cases the son not only wants to sleep with his mother, but to dominate her sexually."

"Some do believe that," Simon nodded, his already stiff cock flinching in his pants, as he moved his hand to his mom's calf, just the slightest of hints of his interest in being indeed more than platonic.

"Have you ever fantasized of dominating me?" Sara asked, pushing the envelope...knowing this question should answer any last minute doubts she had of her son's interest being more than platonic.

Simon blushed, surprised at the question. Deciding that the risk of the truth being negative was remote after all he had learned, he answered, "Mom, I fantasize about making you my pet every day."

Sara asked, confident he was going to be as willing as she, "And what would that entail?"

Simon replied, "Unconditional obedience."

"Which means?" Sara asked, trying to draw out all his feelings.

"Being my twenty-four seven sexual submissive," Simon answered, putting it all on the table, as his hand slid just under her dress.

"So I would obey you without hesitation?" Sara asked, for clarification, even though she already knew the answer.

"Yes, you would be my Mommy-pet," Simon added, using the term he had used in his earlier chats.

"And you want that, Simon?" Sara asked, her cunt burning with lust...the answer to this question all that was left to make her willing to cross the line and become exactly that...his Mommy-pet.

"Mom, I have wanted you to be my sexual slave, my plaything, my submissive, my pet mommy, all my life," Simon answered, putting all his cards on the table.

"I'll take that as a yes," Sara smiled, lifting her feet off her son and moving onto her knees between her son's legs.

Simon stared at her, his expression one of disbelief, as his fantasy came to fruition. Wanting to make her work for it, even though he had already made his undeniable sexual lust for her obvious, stammered, "M-m-mommy what are you doing?"

Sara thought to herself, 'the little mother-fucker is trying to make me work for it'. She put her hand directly on his cock and said, "Tonight, son, I am your Mommy-slut, and you're my Master."

Even though Simon was confident that he would have his mother tonight, hearing the words out of her mouth was still shocking, He stammered, this time for real, "Y-y-you're sure."

"Baby, I have never been so sure of anything in my whole life," Sara purred, as she outlined his cock with her fingers. "Just tell your Mommy-slut what to do."

His cock was awkwardly positioned inside his pants and he made his first order to his beautiful mother. "Pull out my cock, Mommy-slut."

"Yes, Master," Sara eagerly agreed, her eyes never leaving her son's as she fished out his cock.

"I've fantasized about this for so long," he moaned, as soon as her hand was wrapped around his stiff member.

"Me too, Master," she admitted, as she stroked and stared, his his cock even bigger than she had imagined. It was even bigger than her husband's eight inch cock. She cooed, "It's the biggest cock I have ever seen, Master."

"Too big for you to handle?" he asked, his girlfriend Kim never able to take it all in her mouth.

"Only one way to find out" she smiled playfully up at him as she leaned forward and took his cock in her mouth.

"Oh, God," Simon moaned, the sensation of her lips wrapped around his cock amazing and surreal. Years of fantasy culminating into a shocking reality that was too good to be true.

She couldn't believe she had her son's cock in her mouth. She wanted to be a good slut, even better than his girlfriend Kim. She swirled her tongue around his mushroom top, teasing him like she had her husband.

He moaned in awe while looking down and watching his mother with his cock in her mouth.

Sara slowly took more of Simon's big cock in her mouth, intently determined to take all nine inches in her mouth, even though she had never had more than eight in the past. Hearing the soft moans from her son only enhanced her eagerness as each downward bob took more and more of his cock in her mouth. After a couple of minutes she was bobbing up and down on over six inches, eager to eventually take in all nine inches in her mouth.

Simon moaned, Kim just bobbed back and forth taking only a couple of inches in her mouth before wanting to get fucked. But his mom was treating his cock with focused attention and Simon knew he wasn't going to last much longer. He warned, "I'm going to come soon, Mommy-slut."

Sara wanting to taste his cum, wanting to swallow his full load, and still wanting to devour all nine inches in her mouth, began bobbing faster. She had over seven inches in her mouth when he grunted and unloaded an excessive load of his cum into her mouth.

She continued bobbing, swallowing every drop of his sweet seed.

Simon had his best orgasm ever and couldn't believe how the pleasure continued to course through him as his mom continued servicing his cock.

She finally took his cock out of her mouth and said, wanting to stay in the role of submissive, "Thank you, Master."

"Get undressed, Mommy-slut," Simon ordered, another fantasy of his to see in the flesh those voluptuous tits that she had showcased so well in her tight teasing outfits all these years.

"You want to see Mommy's tits?" Sara asked playfully, as she stood up.

"I want to see all my new playthings," Simon responded, enjoying playing the role of dominant, in charge man.

"Mmmmmmmmm," Sara purred, as she took her dress off, allowing her son to see her erect nipples, big tits and shaved pussy.

Simon smiled, "Delicious, even better than I could have imagined."

Cupping her tits together, she offered, "Well Master, they are yours to play with as you wish."

"And I love that shaved cunt of yours, Mommy-slut," Simon added, wondering what it would taste like.

"It's yours too, Master," she replied, giving, without hesitation, her body, mind and soul to him.

"I want you to fuck yourself Mommy-slut, but be creative, you can't use your fingers or toys," Simon said, wanting to see just how slutty his mother could be.

Sara loved just how naughty her son thought, but decided to outwit him, as she walked over to him, straddled him and lowered herself onto his cock.

"Hey!" Simon protested. "That is cheating."

"It's not a toy or my fingers," the sly mother pointed out, leaning forward so her tits were in his face.

"Fair enough," Simon chuckled, the feeling of his mom riding him another fantasy come true. He sucked and nibbled on his mother's big tits as she slowly rode him.

Sara was in utter euphoria as she enjoyed just slowly riding his cock. A real cock inside her felt amazing and she couldn't fathom how she had allowed herself to have gone so long without it.

After a few minutes of slow riding, Simon quit playing with his mom's tits and ordered, "On the couch and spread your legs, Mommy-slut."

"You don't like your mommy-slut riding you?" Sara pouted teasingly.

"Oh Mother, you will be riding it daily, but I have bigger plans for you tonight," he answered, as she got off his cock.

"How long have you been planning this night?" Sara asked.

"Since I understood I had a cock and you a cunt," he answered truthfully, before adding, "but the plan really took off when I fixed your computer."

"Pardon?" she asked, shocked by his words.

"Mom, I know all about your online activity," he revealed. "I assumed you wanted me to find out when you gave me your computer."

"Oh God!" Sara gasped, suddenly embarrassed, which was rather ludicrous considering she had just swallowed a load of her son's cum.

"Kimlovescunt and MasterJohn," Simon listed off. "Very intriguing reading."

"Y-y-you read those?" Sara asked, stunned.

"They were very hot. But the most interesting one was makingmommymine," Simon revealed.

Sara was shocked, briefly angry that he had violated her privacy, but then it quickly dissipated at the realization that it had led to this. So she responded, "So you took advantage of your mother's sexual secrets to make her your slut?"

"Is that wrong?" he asked innocently.

"Is this wrong?" she asked, grinning, dropping back to her knees and taking his cock back in her mouth.

"Some would say it is sick, twisted, immoral and illegal," he answered, as he grabbed her head and began fucking her face. "But I would say it is the most natural thing in the world."

After a few deep throat thrusts, that she handled with only a slight gag, he pulled out, and looking down at his beautiful, submissive, mother, added, "By the way, I'm makingmommymine."

"No!" Sara gasped again. As the full breadth of how she was played and manipulated came to light.


"And you're submissivemom," Simon added.

"That I am," she smiled, figuring how she was manipulated not really relevant considering she choose to obey.


"It was pretty hot when you kissed me with your pussy juice on your lips," he added. "You are a very bad, bad Mommy."

Sara was somehow even more turned on at the thought that her son had orchestrated all this. She asked, talking all sexy and pouty, looking up at her Master, "Are you going to punish your bad Mommy?"

"On the couch and spread those legs, Mommy-slut," he repeated the order that had been delayed with his revelations.

"Yes, Master," she agreed, getting up, sitting on the couch and spreading her legs as wide as she could.

"I'll be right back," he said, a nasty plan popping into his head.

She watched him walk away, curious what her deviant son had in mind. Her cunt was burning for attention and her mind was spinning with consequence.

He returned with her phone.

She looked at him perplexed as he walked over to her and without a word slid the phone inside her cunt. "Whaaaat are you doing?" Sara asked, surprised again.

"Putting a phone in your cunt," he answered, taking her question literally.

"But why?" she asked, wanting his cock in her badly.

"You'll see," he smiled as he grabbed his phone from the table.

Sara instantly realized what he was about to do. Seconds later her phone started ringing and vibrating inside her. She moaned loudly, "Ohhhhhh."

"Ohhhh what?" he asked.

"Ohhhh you dirty boy," she teased, as the strange pleasure vibrated inside her.

After a couple more rings, he asked, "Are you going to get that?"

Sara moaned, as her orgasm began to rise, "No, I think I'll just let it ring and ring."

Simon watched, knowing his mom was close before hanging up.

"Nooooo," she whimpered, frustrated at how close she was to an orgasm.

He said, his tone suddenly firm, "Mommy-sluts only come when given permission. Is that clear?"

"Yes, Master," she reluctantly agreed, turned on by her son's dominant persona, but frustrated at his not letting her cum.

Simon put his phone down and was coming to get the phone in Sara's cunt when it began ringing again.

"You tease," she moaned.

"That isn't me," he admitted as he laughed.

"Should I get it?" she asked, the vibrations again building her long needed orgasm.

"I think you should," he answered. "It may be someone important."

"I'm with the most important person in my world," Sara replied, trying to delay answering the phone call.

"Answer it!" he ordered.

She awkwardly pulled the phone out of her cunt. When it was out she couldn't believe how sticky with cum it was. She looked at him and said, "It's wet."

"Answer it!" he repeated.

Looking at the number she gasped, "It's nana."

"Answer it!" Simon demanded.

"Fine," she said, pressing answer. "Hi, Mother."

Simon immediately moved to his mother and buried his face in her very wet cunt.

Glenda, Sara's mother, responded, "Hi, honey. What's new?"

She wanted to answer, 'I just became a Mommy-slut for your grandson', but instead replied, "Not much, just spending a pleasant evening home alone with Simon."

You really need to get out and find a man," Glenda scoffed.

Sara sighed, as it was the same thing she heard from her mother every time they talked. "Mom, I found a man."

"You did?" Glenda asked, surprised as usually the response by her daughter was negative.

"Yes, he is perfect," Sara replied, holding in a moan as her perfect man licked her pussy. "Actually, I think you would really like him."

"That is great," Glenda said, pleased to hear her daughter was happy. "Where did you meet him?"

Simon listened intently to the conversation between his mother and nana as he licked his mom's cunt. As expected, she was delicious and he imagined this would be a regular snack of his from now on.

"Oh, I have known him for a long tiiiime," Sara answered, Simon's tongue a constant distraction.

"Are you okay, dear?" Glenda asked, sensing her daughter sounded strange.

"Yes, Simon and I are just playing a game of chess," Sara lied, a game that was a staple in their family since she was a child.

"Don't let him get your queen," Glenda stressed, believing it was the key piece to victory.

"Ooooh, he already has it," Sara moaned, unable to hold it in as her orgasm built from Simon's impressive tongue work.

Simon spoke up, "Mom, you're just a pawn to me now."

Sara blushed as Glenda asked, "What did he say?"

"Oh he's talking trash because he is winniiiiing," Sara whimpered, her orgasm about to explode.

Simon, his cock rock hard, moved up and in one hard deep thrust filled his mom's cunt, as he quipped, "Here's my king."

"Aaaaaaah," Sara moaned loudly, into the phone.

Glenda was concerned by her daughter's strange behaviour. The last sound sounded more like a sexual moan than anything else. Yet. That was absurd if she was with Simon. "Honey, what's wrong?"

Simon continued slamming into her, reveling in the ultimate power he had over her. His nana, a former Miss Alabama, was a beautiful woman too and the thought of adding her to his incest slut collection suddenly popped into his head.

Sara tried to speak normally, even as her orgasm grew, "N-n-nothng, just about to lose to Simon."

"Well, he is good at chess," Glenda said, still finding the conversation strange.

"He is a master at the game," Sara quipped, looking directly at Simon who was slamming into her, filling her with all nine inches of his cock.

Simon continued fucking her until he suddenly pulled out, lowered himself slightly, and slammed his cock into her ass without warning.

"Mother fuckeeeeer," Sara screamed, as her ass was filled with cock.

"What the hell?" Glenda gasped, at her daughter's language.

"Checkmate," Simon announced, as he flicked her clit with his finger while all nine inches filled her ass.

"S-s-sorry, Mother," Sara stammered, as Simon pounded her ass. "I just lost the game."

"Well that is terrible language to use in front of your child," Glenda scolded.

Sara said, "Mom, I've got to go. We can chat more tomorrow."

"Okay, honey," Glenda answered, although Sara had already hung up...or so she thought.

"You are a bad, bad booooy," Sara scolded playfully, loving the feeling of a cock in her ass.


"You called me a mother fucker on the phone with nana," Simon pointed out, amused.



Glenda couldn't believe what she was hearing. Her daughter was fucking her grandson. Yet, she didn't hang up, she didn't speak, she listened in voyeuristic awe, her own long neglected cunt getting wet as all the strange sounds Sara had made earlier suddenly made sense.

"You are a mother fuckeeeer," Sara pointed out, the double pleasure of a cock in her ass and the constant flicking on her clit making her delirious.

"Come, my Mommy-slut," Simon ordered. "Come like the ass slut you are."

Glenda's hand went mindlessly to her cunt as she listened to the incestuous act. Her husband dead seven years, her last date over a year ago, her last cock over two years, the taboo act was a surprising turn on.

Permission granted, the invisible barrier that had held Sara's orgasm at bay disappeared and the most intense, pleasure to ever cascade through her hit her in rolling waves.

"Yeeeees, Masteeeer," Sara screamed, "I love your cooooock in my fuck holes."

Glenda flashed back to her husband and his dominant behaviour. He was her master for over thirty years and her his submissive slut. How she longed to be dominated, treated like a slut and used as a fuck toy again.

Simon intensely watched Sara's facial expressions of euphoria as he continued to slam his cock into her amazingly tight ass.

"Oh fucking fuck-fuck, mommy's comiiiiiing," Sara babbled, wave after wave of pleasure flowing through her.

Glenda's fingers furiously rubbed her clit as she imagined her grandson fucking her.

Simon asked, "Where does Mommy-slut want her Master's cum?"

"In my ass," Sara answered, having never felt a man come in her ass.

"Beg for it, slut," Simon ordered.

"Oh God Master, fill Mommy's ass with your cum," Sara begged, a surprising second orgasm beginning to build in her even though the first hadn't completely ended.

Glenda grabbed the rolling pin that was on the kitchen table for the cookies she had just made and slid the small handle inside her cunt. Her husband loved to watch her fuck herself with crazy objects, so this wasn't the first time she was intimate with a rolling pin. Closing her eyes, she relived her days as a submissive slut, imagining it was her being used.

"Or how about I cum all over your pretty face and send a picture of her slut daughter to nana?" Simon asked.

"You'd fuck her too if given the chance wouldn't you?" Sara asked, trying to enhance the naughtiness of their first night of incest.

Glenda's orgasm was close already from fucking herself with the rolling pin, but hearing her daughter and grandson talk about her had her near an orgasmic apocalypse.

"I'd make her my nana-slut and take all three of her fuck holes," Simon answered, the idea suddenly super-hot.

Glenda's orgasm hit her with the hot intensity of a thousand suns as she imagined her grandson making her his nana-slut.

"Does the Oedipus Complex count for nanas too?" Sara smiled.

"I imagine it does," Simon laughed, as his second orgasm of the night got close. He added, "Of course, I would make my two incest sluts eat each other's cunts."

"Hmmmm, you are such a naughty boy," Sara teased, the idea of eating her mother's pussy popping into her head for the first time.

"A mother fucker," Simon corrected.

"A nana fucker," Sara teased.

Glenda continued to be stunned by what she was hearing, the thought of eating out her daughter suddenly a vivid image in her mind. She had many times eaten pussy for master at parties, swinger's clubs or threesomes at their home.

"Here it comes," Simon grunted, as he deposited a load of his cum in his mom's ass.

"Oh yes, baby," Sara moaned, loving the feeling of cum exploding in her, as she moved her hand to her clit and began rubbing frantically.

Glenda pulled the makeshift fuck toy out of her cunt and pondered the shocking revelations as she continued to eavesdrop.

"Master, may I come again?" Sara asked, her second orgasm close

"Will you help me make nana my slut?" Simon asked, still fucking his mom's ass, albeit slower.


"I'll do whatever master orders me to," Sara answered, meaning it. The idea of seeing her overbearing perfect mother getting ass fucked enhancing her rising orgasm.

"So you'll eat nana's cunt?" Simon questioned.

"I'll eat her asshole after you come inside it," Sara answered, trying to make it as dirty as possible.

"Come again, Mommy-slut," Simon ordered. "Come while thinking about making nana your cunt licking slave."

Sara moaned loudly as she rubbed her clit furiously at the idea of her mother as her pet slut.

Glenda, meanwhile, couldn't believe the incestuous act her daughter had committed, or the reality that she herself had just got off intensely listening to it, nor could she believe they both were conspiring to add her to their morally wrong act. Yet...her cunt was still leaking cum as she imagined indeed being her grandson's nana-slut and her daughter's mommy-slut.

"Oh God, oh God, fuuuuck," Sara screamed as her second, although smaller, orgasm hit her.

Simon, pulled out, and said, suddenly tender, "I love you, Mom."

"I love you too, son," Sara weakly responded, her body drained from the act of ultimate submission.

Glenda clicked end on her cell and then without thinking about it texted:

I'm flying into Boston next weekend to come and visit for a couple of weeks.

Sara's phone buzzed indicating she had a text, and Simon grabbed the phone.

"Holy shit," Simon said amused, amazed at the timing of the text.

"What?" she asked curious.

"Nana is coming to town next weekend," he answered.

"No way," she said, not believing it.

Simon handed her the phone and said, "I think the incest Gods are on my side."

Sara laughed, as she read the text, "It seems they are."

She texted back, putting a lot of innuendo in the text that her mother wouldn't catch on to:

Great to hear you are coming, Mom. You really don't come enough. Simon will be thrilled to know you are coming too. Remember it is the rainy season here so you may get very wet.

After sending it, Sara showed it to Simon who laughed, "You're a very bad girl."

"Maybe you should discipline me," Sara suggested.

Glenda read the text and saw her daughter's naughty innuendo. She went to the fridge, grabbed a nice long thick cucumber and headed to her bedroom for another orgasm.

Simon leaned in and kissed her softly. He then said, "Best Earth Hour ever."

Looking at the clock, she chuckled, "And with a minute to spare."

Simon moved up and offered his cock to his mother, "Well, we can't have that!"

Sara smiled, "How many times can you fire that loaded weapon?"

"A dozen," he shrugged.

Sara said, before taking his cock in her mouth, "You know, Earth Hour is just starting in the Mountain Time Zone."

"And then it will be another Earth Hour in the Pacific time zone," Simon chuckled.

Sara added, before taking her son's cock back in her mouth, not remotely phased that it had last been in her ass, "Plus, you still have one more fuck hole to cum in



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