Testing The Bed By Fucking My Son : Mom To Bimbo 10

If I’m paying thousands for a bed and mattress, I want to be damn-sure that I test it to the fullest.  I help my son Nathan in his new job by guaranteeing him a sale, if he helps me trial the bed!  He locks the store and we put it to the test, checking it for creaks and squeaks in a bout of incestual sex that sees Nathan shoot it all inside me and then give me another volley in my mouth and face!

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My son pressed against me, and I felt my folds roll over him and my muscle open.  I swallowed over the tip of him and then felt his thickness cruise inside me and give me that fullness that I’d been missing.

Nathan pressed deep and put his hands on my ass for leverage.  He moved all the way inside me until I could feel his suit-pants on my bare ass-cheeks.

“That’s it,” I whispered.  “Now we’re testing the bed.”

Nathan was all moans and groans as he stared down and watched his stiffness enter me over and over.  It must have been quite the sight, and I’d have been jealous of it if I wasn’t such an active participant.

I closed my eyes and put my head against the pillow that Nathan had brought over earlier.  I felt as though I was drifting off to a different reality as my son moved himself through me over and over.

“Oh, honey, that’s it.  I can feel you.  I can really fucking feel you, honey.”

“It’s so warm, mom,” Nathan said, and it was as though he’d never done it before.

I felt a glow inside me, but I had to be sure that my sudden slutty, bimbo ways had earned me his virginity.

“Am I your first?” I asked with trepidation.

“Yes,” Nathan said, straining as he pushed himself deep.

“You’re doing so good, honey.”

I lay there and let him fuck me at any pace or intensity that he wanted.  As it happened Nathan liked it just like I did: slow and with rhythmic purpose.

He’d pull almost all the way out of me and then ram all of his inches home at once, moving me forwards on the bed.  It didn’t even creak.

“Earn this sale, honey,” I told him, and I looked back and locked my eyes on his.  “Earn it.”

Nathan held my ass with both hands and pulled me back against him.  He squared me up and I tucked my knees under me.  He thrust forwards and started to give it to me harder, then he started to thumb at my asshole, and it made me wonder where he’d learned that.  I guess porn was practically a textbook to a guy his age.

I’d have smacked any other guy’s hand away in an instant, but because it was Nathan I let him do it.  I didn’t just allow it, I relished it.  His thumb danced over my knot beautifully, and with my panties in the way it didn’t feel like such a big deal.  Besides, it felt great.  I had no idea how sensitively charged that part of me was, and before long I started to feel the rumble of an approaching climax inside me.

“Don’t you change a thing, honey,” I said to him, then I held my breath and focused on the sensations he was offering me.

He strummed over my asshole and slammed his cock home over and over.  My pussy clenched around him and more of my juices flowed over him.  He squeezed hard at my ass, and I could tell from how stiff he was that he was really enjoying me.  It boosted my confidence.  I started to moan, and my noises gave me an added boost as I heard my own enjoyment bounce back at me off the walls.

“Oh, Nathan,” I whined, and I kept holding my breath and dining out on the experience.

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