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  She returned his stare, falling into his eyes, consumed by disgust and arousal and shame and desire. Tears trickled down her cheeks as she succumbed to the overriding abandon of a wanton, reckless passion.

  "Call me Mommy," she whispered, giving up completely.

  He rolled off, stood up, and took a seat on the opposite bed. He chuckled, smiling faintly, stroking his cock, keeping it hard.

  "Then you know what you have to call me."

  Sarah sat up, breathing heavily, her expression dazed. Her excitement was totally absolute, and savagely primitive, and she didn't believe a boy so young had reduced her to this state. She found herself saying something so obscenely dangerous it took her breath away.

  "Yes, Daddy," Sarah whispered.

  Chris nodded, licking his lips. "That's a good girl."

  He breathed deeply, staring at her.

  "Take off your clothes. Daddy wants to see you naked."

  Sarah stood up and slipped her skirt to her ankles. She kicked the material at him; he pressed his face against the soaked fabric and inhaled with relish. She slowly unbuttoned her blouse, breath now hitching with anticipation, and then tossed it on the bed. The wispy bra did little to conceal her heaving titties, and her swollen nipples protruded angrily through the material. She stared at him expectantly, licking her lips, her eyes glazed with a tormented zeal.

  Chris stood up, pressed his nakedness against hers, slipped his arms behind her, and unfastened her brassiere with one deft, practiced move. Her breasts fell free, and grunting, he engulfed one with his wet, warm mouth.

  Sarah moaned whorishly, the sensation acutely intimate. His lips fastened leech-like on her nipple and areola and she felt the sharpness of his teeth. She cradled his head to her bosom and he suckled hungrily like a baby boy, sliming her creamy flesh with spit, her chest heaving as she gasped for breath. He moved to the other tit, devouring it with a groan. He pushed his face into her cleavage and licked like a puppy, smacking incessantly.

  "Oooo, Daddy, Daddy, Daddy," Sarah crooned.

  His hard cock pulsated insistently on her stomach. She reached between them and grasped it firmly, again enjoying the pulsing sensation and the burning heat. She thumbed his knob, smearing his pre-cum on the tip, rubbing his bridle as he shuddered. She stroked him gently and repeatedly, out of her mind with the pleasure she was delivering and receiving.

  Sarah nibbled her stepson's earlobe, and chuckled salaciously.

  "Daddy needs his cock sucked," she whispered in his ear.

  Chris groaned loudly. Sarah knelt before him, still gripping his pole, and flicked her tongue across the head, his pre-cum gooey and slippery and tasting divine. Her son's entire body quivered as he inhaled sharply.

  "Ahhhh Mommiieeee," he hissed.

  Sarah's heart thrilled to his use of the word. She stared up at him, her eyes big and round and innocent. She slid a hand up his inner thigh and cupped his balls, and then leaned forward and engulfed his cock with a greedy moan.

  Chris cried out, thrusting forward. His meat stretched her jaw as his knob slammed against the back of her throat. She gagged reflexively, and then relaxed her muscles, the bulb settling comfortably past her glottis. His balls slapped her chin and her nose was buried in his pubic hair. Lubrication coated her tongue, and the shaft's large vein pulsated continuously against her lush lips.

  She sucked, bobbing her head as Chris grasped her long hair and guided her movements. His shaft quickly became slimed with her slobbers as she slavered and slurped lustily, relishing the taste and heat of his hardened flesh and the sweaty smell of his crotch.

  She looked up at him as he pounded his cock into her throat and grunted like a bull. His head was thrown back, his eyes were closed, and his hips bucked firmly as he face-fucked her suckhole. His cock was throbbing hugely, now, and Sarah could tell her little boy was almost there.

  She abruptly pulled off and stood up.

  "Don't stop," he hissed.

  "I don't want you to cum just yet, darling," Sarah said softly.

  She reclined on the edge of the bed and opened her legs.

  "It's Momma's turn."

  Chris stared at the gaping pussy, all wet and glistening like an open mouth. Juice trickled forth, and she smeared her fingers in it. He knelt on the floor between his mother's spread legs, his heavy breathing warm and moist on her pelted mound. He rubbed his fingers in her hairy bush, his eyes wide with lust and fascination. He touched her swollen clitty, and Sarah jumped, moaning. Thrills shot through her belly and down her legs when he slid a finger into her molten wet cunt, and she writhed against him.

  "Goddamn, Daddy," she whispered urgently, feeling exposed and vulnerable, awaiting his attack --

  And then shrieked when he plunged his face into her slick, tight gash.

  Sarah's mindless orgasm was immediate and completely involuntary. Her body convulsed and her pussy geysered like a garden hose. She bucked her hips against his onslaught, his tongue and nose pressing deeply and insistently. His eating was sloppy and loud, his gruntings happy, and she was gloriously satisfied with this barbaric assault.

  He's done this before...

  Her son found her clitty and she wailed, undulating, smearing his cheeks. He grasped her bottom and rolled her hips backward, and savaged her anus brutally with his nose. This was something nobody had ever done before, and the incredible intensity of this new sensation overwhelmed her carnal senses. He reamed her asshole with his tongue, making wet smacking sounds. He pushed a finger against her clitty, and she screamed at the ceiling and climaxed again. He spread her legs almost painfully wide, his head bobbing frantically as he wantonly feasted on her bunghole, crack, cunt, and clitty, his cheeks and forehead stinking and dripping. She held his head and writhed, allowing her emotions to carry her away.

  "Ohhh, Mommy," he grunted. "You taste so fucking good!"

  "Fuck me, Daddy," she gasped. "Fuck me hard!"

  He stood between her legs and jerked her against him. She found his cock and positioned it -- Chris hilted himself like a stallion, and Sarah was left breathless from the sheer force of the penetration.

  He pulled out and slammed back in, her drenched pussy squelching loudly, his quivering balls bouncing off her crack. He ravaged her grateful fuckhole deeply and repeatedly. Sarah wrapped her thighs around his middle -- her titties flopped and her body rocked as their groins slapped together, and Sarah screamed with a furious exhaltation.

  Before she realized his intention, he pulled out again and purposefully probed her anus. His ripened knob penetrated that tight ring of flesh, and he pushed forward with a grunt, impaling her.

  "DADDDIEEEEEE!" Sarah screamed.

  The pain and the pleasure and the incredible naughtiness engulfed her with a soulless energy, and she squirmed beneath him, captured by his strength. Her little boy grabbed her wrists and held her down and fucked her naked, squirming ass powerfully and repeatedly. Her big titties bounced and her ass cheeks jiggled from the force of his thrusts. His face was contorted by a bestial snarl as the sweat dripped off his forehead and ran down his torso. He bent down and kissed her on the mouth, and she snarled and bit him on the lip. He growled, jerking back, and his thrusting intensified as the blood dripped down his chin.

  He stiffened abruptly, threw back his head, and vented an unearthly howl of visceral release.

  "I'm cuummming, Sarah! Ohhhh God I'm cuuummmiinggg!"

  Sarah's orgasm ripped her in half at the sound of her name, and she shrieked, digging her fingers into his butt and urging him deeper. She felt his cock flex, and thick brutal spurts hurled into her aching, cramp-torn guts. She thrust a hand between their bodies, found her clitty and rubbed, her empty pussy squelching moistly and spraying juice as she climaxed again and wailed in his face.

  And then he collapsed on top of her, sucking wind and trembling violently.

  Sarah held him and purred softly, consumed by an incredible afterglow. She felt his cock still twitching inside her splooged-filled ass, a
nd tears once again trickled down her sweat-soaked cheeks. This boy had taken her like a Viking savage, and her body trembled as she relived the barbaric ravishment.

  "Oh Daddy," she whispered. "I'm sooo happy..."

  Chris pulled out with a grunt, and Sarah farted long and loud, the intense pressure in her bowels finally released. She gasped as he rolled off beside her and stared at the ceiling.

  "Is that why you're crying, Sarah?"

  "Oooooo yessss," she crooned.

  Sarah pressed her cheek against her stepson's chest and heard his heart pounding rapidly. Her own heart thundered against her ribs, and semen burped from her throbbing anus.

  Sarah sat up suddenly and stared at him. Chris raised an eyebrow.

  "Now what, Sarah?"

  "You didn't call me Mommy, you naughty little boy."

  Chris rolled over immediately and rucked his ass in the air, sucking in a deep, excited breath.

  "Do your worst," he said softly, not looking at her. "And don't keep Daddy waiting."

  Sarah gazed wickedly upon the quivering twin globes, licked her lips hungrily, and then raised her hand.

  THE END

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