Jeanne Catherine LaMonica sat on the edge of the bed, her legs spread wide, gazing at her son’s chiseled torso as he stepped out of his clothes. The air was electric with the forbidden incestuous desire coursing through their veins. For years, Anthony LaMonica had harbored a taboo lust for his mother, and now, in the still of the night, they were finally giving in to their darkest fantasies.
“We must be careful,” Jeanne whispered, her voice husky with arousal. “If anyone finds out, we’ll destroy each other.”
Anthony grinned, his piercing eyes darkening with primal intent. “Shhh, Mommy. Let’s not think about that now. We’re going to devour each other, and nothing will ever come between us again.”
With that, he lowered himself onto her, his throbbing cock nestling between the slick folds of her cunt. Jeanne moaned, her head tossing back as he began to thrust, their bodies moving in perfect, filthy synchrony. He was filling her Mommy Incest Slut cunt with his cock.
“Oh, Anthony,” she gasped, her nails raking down his back. “I’ve waited so long for this. You feel so good inside me… so right.”
Anthony pounded into her with increasing urgency, his hands gripping her hips as he ravaged her with a fervor born of years of repressed desire. “I’ve wanted you since I was a teenager, Mom. Now, I’m going to claim you, body and soul. We will be incest sluts forever.”
Their moans filled the room, a lewd serenade to the depravity they were embracing. As they fucked with wild abandon, the plan to eliminate Anthony’s father took shape, a diabolical scheme that only two souls as twisted as theirs could conceive.
“We’ll make it look like an accident,” Anthony panted, his thrusts growing more forceful. “I’ll wait until Daddy’s out on his boat, alone. Then, I’ll make sure it capsizes, and he drowns.”
Jeanne’s eyes gleamed with excitement as she met his thrusts, her inner walls clenching around his shaft. “Brilliant, darling. Once he’s gone, we can be together without fear. No one will ever come between us again. We can have an incest wedding.”
Anthony captured her lips in a searing kiss as he pushed deep, his cock twitching with release. Jeanne followed him over the edge, her body trembling with the intensity of their incestuous passion.
As they lay entwined on the bed, panting and sated, Anthony’s mind wandered back to their sinister plot. They would have to be cautious, to cover their tracks perfectly, but the thrill of the deception only added to the excitement of their forbidden love.
“Let’s fuck again,” Jeanne murmured, her hand trailing down Anthony’s abdomen to stroke his softening cock. “On the kitchen table this time. We’ll make our dirty incest pact there, sealed in blood and semen.”
Anthony smiled, a wicked glint in his eye. “Anywhere, anytime, Mommy. As long as we’re together, nothing else matters. Incest is best.”
And with that, they began to plot the murder of Anthony’s father, their future as an incestuous couple forged in the fires of their depraved desires.