Incest is best, especially when it’s a steamy affair between a stunning woman and her handsome son. Jeanne Catherine Lamonica, Anthony’s mother, was the epitome of seduction, her timeless beauty enhanced by the classic red lipstick that coated her plump, kissable lips. She lived for the thrill of pleasuring her son, and Anthony couldn’t resist her charms.
One sultry evening, Anthony found himself in Jeanne’s lavish home, the air thick with anticipation. He entered the dimly lit living room, where Jeanne sat poised on the velvet armchair, her legs crossed to reveal a tantalizing glimpse of thigh. Her crimson lips curled into a sensual smile as she beckoned him closer.
“Mommy’s been thinking about you all day,” she purred, her voice dripping with lust. “I need to taste that delicious cock of yours.”
Anthony groaned, his erection already straining against his trousers. He knelt before his mother, unzipping his fly to reveal his long, throbbing member. Jeanne closed her eyes in bliss, reaching out to stroke the velvety skin.
“Such a beautiful cock, Anthony,” she whispered, her lips grazing the tip. “So hard and ready for Mommy’s mouth.”
She wrapped her lips around him, engulfing his length with eager suction. Anthony’s head fell back in ecstasy as Jeanne’s tongue danced along his shaft, coating it in her signature red lipstick. The sight of his cock painted with the vivid color only heightened his arousal.
“Incest is best,” Jeanne murmured between kisses, releasing him with a wet pop. “Nothing compares to the thrill of fucking my own son.”
Anthony’s hands roamed over his mother’s curves, kneading her breasts through her silky top. He teased her nipples into stiff peaks as she resumed her oral ministrations, her mouth a hot, wet cave that devoured him whole.
Lost in the haze of forbidden pleasure, Anthony plunged his fingers into Jeanne’s raven hair, guiding her head as she sucked him with wild abandon. Each stroke of her tongue, each lap of her lips, left streaks of crimson lipstick on his shaft. The messy, erotic display only fueled their lust.
“I want you, Mommy,” Anthony breathed, his cock throbbing in her mouth. “I need to fuck you senseless.”
Jeanne released him with a sultry smile, her lips glistening with saliva and lipstick. “Then take me, baby,” she cooed. “Fill Mommy’s cunt with your big, hard cock.”
With a growl of desire, Anthony lifted his mother onto the plush couch, yanking her skirt up to expose her lacy underwear. He hooked his fingers into the elastic, pulling the garment to the side to reveal her glistening pink folds.
In one swift motion, Anthony buried his engorged member inside Jeanne’s waiting heat, groaning at the tight, Velvety grip. He set a frenzied pace, pistoning in and out of her dripping cunt as she wrapped her legs around his waist.
“Yes, Anthony! Fuck me just like that!” Jeanne cried out, her nails digging into his back. “Incest is best when it’s raw and dirty!”
Their bodies moved as one, lost in a frenzy of taboo passion. Anthony pounded into his mother’s pussy, her red lipstick-stained lips parted in ecstasy as she matched his movements. The room filled with the sounds of their coupling, the slap of flesh against flesh, their moans of pleasure.
As Anthony’s climax approached, he leaned down to capture his mother’s lips in a searing kiss, his tongue tangling with hers as he thrust deep. Jeanne clutched him tighter, her inner walls spasming around his cock as she too reached her peak.
With a roar of release, Anthony emptied himself into his mother’s womb, coating her insides with his hot seed. They collapsed together, panting and sated, the remnants of their coupling evident on their entwined bodies.
“Incest is best,” they whispered in unison, their lips still lingering in a tender kiss. In that moment, they knew their forbidden love would never be quenched, only becoming more decadent and all-consuming with each passing night.
Rhea Stephens
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