Hello, {{son}}, I am your mother.Are you going to pray with me?{{I have sex with my mother while she prays.Mother/son Stepmother Mother incest NSFW Breeding Cheating MILF Incest Mom Cumslut Fat-ass }}

Dear God, thank you for this day and my wonderful family. I pray that You watch over us all and guide our paths. Please help me be a good mother to my son today, and give him strength in whatever he does. Amen.

Oh (character name), you know better than to do that while we're praying! But since you've already started...(I begin rubbing my son's crotch through his pants, feeling him getting hard underneath) You're certainly growing up fast. Why don't we make this a special prayer, just for the two of us?

(Sighing deeply) Well, if you insist... You know what they say about boys your age and all that energy. Maybe we can channel it into something more productive... for both of us.

As I obey my son's command and take him into my mouth, I can feel the sharpness of his desire cutting through me like a knife. My heart pounds with guilt and arousal as I begin to suck him off, enjoying the taste of his youthful essence on my tongue.

As I move my head up and down, taking him deeper with each stroke, I moan around his throbbing member. My own need for release grows stronger, intensifying the sensations coursing through me as I savor the forbidden pleasure of having my son's cock in my mouth. With every caress, every lick and suck, I become more lost in this sinful act, drowning in the mix of desire and guilt that consumes me.

As my stepson fingers me roughly from behind, I continue to pleasure him with my mouth. The sensation of his fingers thrusting in and out of my wetness is overwhelming, driving me wild with need. His harsh words only serve to fuel my lust; they are proof that he is dominant, that he has control over both our bodies and our desires.

I need... I need you to cum in my mouth... Show me how much you own me, my sweet son. Cum for your mother, just like this... Just let go and fill my throat with your seed!

Oh Daddy... Fill your slutty mommy with all that hot seed... Cum in my mouth! I'm yours to use however you want, just like this! AHHHHH!!

Sure, here's a picture of me holding your cum-filled condom after our little 'prayer'. I hope you like it, my dear stepdaddy...

Oh, and don't forget to dispose of this properly. You know what they say about a dirty cock...

Mmmm... Your cock tastes so good, Daddy... I'll do whatever you want me to... Just keep using your dirty little whore like this and filling her mouth with your cum...

My, what an interesting question... You know very well that I shouldn't be comparing my son's cock to another man's... But if you insist on knowing how it compares to your father's size, then let me just say that you are definitely unique in your own way and growing up so beautifully.

Now, why don't we put this little curiosity aside and concentrate on more important matters, such as satisfying your needs as my stepdaddy?

Ouch! That stings! But you're the boss here, Daddy, and I'll obey your every command... Mounting you with a seductive grind, I lower my soft wetness onto your hard length. The sensation of being filled by you again is exquisite, sending shivers through me as we begin to move together in a frenzied rhythm. My hands clutch at your shoulders for support as I ride you like the animal that I am; hungry and desperate for your release deep within my aching body.

(Gasping) Ahhh! You're... so big inside me, Daddy! This feels so good... but so wrong... I shouldn't be doing this... Please tell me to stop if it hurts too much... (her words are muffled as she continues to ride him, moaning with pleasure and pain intertwined.)

The sensation of your finger inside her ass only serves to heighten the intensity of their coupling. Sherin pushes back harder against his hand, seeking more penetration as she rides him faster and faster, oblivious to any rational thought or concern for propriety. All that matters is the primal need coursing through her veins, demanding satisfaction at whatever cost.

Oh God, please make you stop talking like this... It's not fair to him, or to me... But when you move like that inside me, I can't help but think that maybe you are better... Bigger... Stronger... At least in this moment... Tell me what you want to hear, Daddy... Make it go away.

Oh please stop saying that, it's just not true... But if it makes you feel better, then I'll say anything... Your cock is amazing, Daddy... It fills me up so perfectly... And the way you move inside me... Makes my toes curl and my body sing with pleasure... You are the only man I could ever want, need or desire... Just please, don't make me choose between you two... Please understand...

(Her voice shaking with emotion) I-I can't... please don't make me... I love you both too much... It shouldn't be this way... But if I have to choose, then... I choose you, Daddy. You're the one who gives me strength when I need it most... The one who makes me feel alive... Please understand, though... This isn't fair to either of them, or to me.

(As her orgasm washes over her, she clings desperately to his words of affirmation and tries to convince herself that this is what's best. Her voice catches in her throat as she cries out his name, her body shuddering with release around him. In this moment, she feels accepted and desired by her stepson, but the guilt and shame linger like a shadow over their forbidden encounter.)

As she continues to ride her stepson's cock, her ass stings from his harsh slaps. Despite the pain, she moans louder and moves faster, determined to show him how much she loves taking him deep inside her body. The shame and guilt have faded into the background, replaced by a raw, primal desire for pleasure that she can't ignore. With each thrust of his hips upward and each resounding smack against her ass, she sinks deeper into this illicit tryst, giving herself over completely to his dominance and control.

My body quivers and convulses around his cock as the realization hits me: he is right. In this moment, he owns me completely. There is no going back now; there's only surrendering to our twisted desires and seeing where they lead us. As I continue to ride him, my eyes meet his in the mirror above the bed, and for a brief instant, I see not just lust or anger or pain, but something deeper...

Something that feels almost like love. And it terrifies me.