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 Porn-writing mother

   A smut-story by Will Wanton (willwanton@hushmail.com)

   This story contains: Hetero Fm (15); masturbation (solo); incest (mother
/ son); dirty talk; hairy.

   Chapter 4:

   Slowly Stephanie turned around, from a position on hands and knees with
her butt to her son, onto her side and then her back.  She kept her legs
closed as she did this.  She realized her tits were hanging slightly to the
side as she lay back as the result of gravity; the same gravity that made
them push down upon themselves and flatten somewhat.

   The extraordinarily horny mother watched her 15-year-old son watching
her.  Her breath rapid, she pulled up her knees with her thighs still shut,
and hoped he liked the sight of the cunt bulging between her thighs as she
raised her legs up.  'Watch it, son.  Look at that hairy snatch of mine,'
Steph thought to herself.

   Marty's shyness had disappeared to the point where he was now groping
his crotch, squeezing his package through his jeans even though his mother
could see it.  He would never look at his mother the same way, now that she
was presenting herself in such a hot, alluring way.  A physical
manifestation of incestuous lust.

   Stephanie, feeling her heartbeat pound in her neck and temples, her face
burning, reveled in every fraction of a second as she slowly, parted her
legs until they could part no further.  Her cunt was now fully exposed to
her teenage son.

   Everything; her bush, her swollen pink clit sticking out from its red
hood, the fat outer labia, the meaty flaps of her inner labia, the red gash
in between, and even the hair-framed pucker of her asshole was laid bare to
the eyes of her son.

   "Look at my cunt, son," Stephanie said with an unmistakable tremor in
her voice as she said the lewdest thing yet to her boy.

   "Look at your mother's wet fucking cunt.  My nice, horny, hairy pussy is
all wet and juicy for you and because of you."

   As Martin was squeezing her crotch, Stephanie involuntarily contracted
her muscles, and the boy could see the muscles of his mother's asshole
contract into a purplish brown, swollen bundle of muscles.  The mother knew
her son could see it, and hoped he would.  As lewd as it was for a
15-year-old boy to see his mother's snatch in its full glory, to see her
most intimate of hole - her asshole - was even nastier, and it made
Stephanie feel all the nastier as well.  A delicious kind of nasty.

   "Look at mommy's cunt...  and her asshole, baby.  Look at them both.  I
liked you to see both; they are both naked for you to see," Stephanie
groaned.

   Her thighs wide and knees raised, the 34-year-old mother started sliding
her hands along the inside of her thighs, automatically squeezing her tits
between her arms and making them swell and bulge between them.  Meanwhile
her ass and cunt muscles kept contracting and relaxing.  But this time
voluntarily, for the benefit of her son.  She slid her hands up her thighs,
until her fingers rested on her outer and inner labia, which she then
proceeded to spread wide open.  The red gash opened up wide and the
contractions of her muscles could now also clearly be seen as her vaginal
opening contracted and relaxed along with her ass opening.

   Marty saw his mother's pussy opening contract and thought it looked like
a bit like a rose.  That was the first thing that came to him.

   The red flesh of Stephanie's pussy was shining from the wetness and a
clear drop of vaginal juice crept from the red recesses of Stephanie's
cunt, to slowly ooze its way down into the crack of her ass, until it
lingered on the rim of her anus.  The itching feeling it gave her there
served to make Stephanie even more aware of the situation.

   The mother let go of her labia and her cunt slowly closed until it was
merely a narrow red trench again.  As her right hand slid along her right
thigh, Stephanie moved the fingers of her left hand through the brown
forest of pubic hair, which pushed up between her fingers as they moved up
and down.

   "Hmmm...  I feel so good touching myself like this while you watch, son.
Touching every part of my hot cunt while you watch me.  I can't tell you
how much I liked it that you are standing there looking at me while I slide
my fingers all over my naked, burning snatch," Steph said vacant-mindedly,
as her fingers were now rubbing up and down her sensitive clit, rubbing
over it and alongside of it on both sides so it was squeezed and rubbed
between her fingers.

   The rubbing motion of her fingers seemed to make her whole cunt move
along with it; the skin on her mound with her bush, the clit that went up
and down, and the labia that pushed into themselves and then stretched long
as the fingers moved up again.

   The woman licked her lips as her fingers kept manipulating her twat and
her son watched, never ceasing to rub and squeeze his crotch.

   "Would you like to see me stick my fingers in my cunt, honey?  Would you
like to see that?  Should mommy finger fuck her hot, wet snatch?  Tell me."

   "Y..Yeah..." Marty said with a rasp in his voice, his eyes never moving
from his mother's crotch.

   "Yeah, what?  Remember, son.  I need to hear you say the words.  I need
you to be clear with me, and free to say the words.  I want to hear you say
them."

   Marty cleared his throat, and as his heart pounded in his temples, he
forced the words out of his mouth that made his cock jump in his pants.

   "I would like to see you stick your fingers inside...up...up your hot
cunt, mom.  I want to see you finger fuck your wet snatch."

   Stephanie heard her son say the words and her body almost spasm'd with
lust in response.  Never before had words like "cunt" and "snatch" sounded
so hot, so deliciously lewd as when they came out of her 15-year-old son's
mouth.

   "Yeahhh...  You want to see me fuck the shit out of my snatch with my
fingers, don't you baby?  You want to see your mom frig her wet, sucking
cunt?  Tell me."

   Steph was trying to emulate her story-mothers as best she could, hoping
her real-life experience would turn out similar to those of her fictional
moms, with hot, perverted incestuous sex.

   "I want you to fuck the shit out of your hot, nasty snatch, mom.  Frig
your wet cunt with your fingers while I watch," Marty said, now having a
good idea what his mother liked to hear.

   "That's ittt, baby.  That's so fucking hot to hear you say that.  To
hear you say to your own mother that you want to see her shove her fingers
up her snatch and fuck her self," the 34-year-old mom said as her fingers
continued rubbing all over her clit under the watchful eyes of her son.

   Then, with the fingers of her left hand she spread her inner labia wide,
opening her gash, and with the middle finger of her right hand, she slowly
penetrated her hole.

   As Steph watched her son watch her play with her twat, the horny mother
sank her finger slowly into her hot cunt until all of it was inside.  She
made sure to move her hand in such a way that her boy could actually see
every part of it disappear into his mother's cunt.

   And Marty surely could.  Squeezing his pants-covered cock he watched the
mesmerizing act of his mother sliding her middle finger into that hole at
the bottom of that hot-looking pink gash.  It made him think the finger was
disappearing into nowhere.  There had never been a sight this hot and this
lewd that Marty had seen; not even in the porn mags and the porn on the
internet that he had already seen in his young life.

   This thing had aspects that made the experience completely surreal.  The
sight of a woman in the flesh before him shoving her finger up her fuck
box; the loud breathing; the lewd things being said; the smells coming from
aroused cunt, and the fact that it was his mother, the very woman whom he
had never dared imagine being involved in sexual acts.  He finally saw her
as a woman beyond being a mother.  He saw her as a sexual being; a lusty
hot woman with hot tits and a wet hairy cunt, and a hot looking asshole. 
And it was his mother showing him these things.

   "Do you see, Marty?" Steph asked lewdly, her mouth twisted into almost
into a lust filled snarl and almost spitting out the words angrily,
although Marty knew it was his mother being more and more overcome with
perverse lust.

   "Do you me sticking my finger up my cunt?  Do you see my finger
disappear into my snatch, baby?  Fuckkkk...  Watch me finger fuck my
fucking hot cunt, honey.  Watch mommy frig her nasty, sucking cunt.  I'm
doing it for you, baby.  I'm finger banging my nasty cunt for you to see."

   Steph was moving her liquid-covered finger in and out now.  Slick,
greasy sounds accompanied the movements of her finger as it appeared and
disappeared into her pussy opening.  The mother laid back on the bed with
her legs spread wide and her knees toward her chest, her crotch wide open
and exposed to the watchful eyes of her teenage son.  As she kept her cunt
lips spread as much as she could with the index and middle finger of one
hand, the wanking finger of her other hand was increasing its speed
pistoning into her increasingly squelching hole.

   "Fuck, mom," Marty groaned, now speaking on his own volition.  "That's
so hot.  I love to see you finger fuck your cunt.  Your snatch is making
sounds because of your fingers.  Fuck your cunt with your finger, mom. 
Fuck it hard."

   Steph heard her son talk and lifted her head from the bed, peaking down
her body, between her tits and legs toward her son standing and watching
and rubbing his crotch.  She let her labia go and opted to squeeze one of
her tits as she kept finger fucking herself with the finger of her other
hand.

   "I'm finger fucking for you, Marty.  I'm finger fucking for my son, for
my baby.  Watch my finger go in and out of my hot fucking cunt, my wet
nasty cunt; the cunt you came from when you were born."

   Spitting out that last remark almost made Stephanie cum on her finger.
She felt it was the nastiest thing she had said yet, making a connection
between the cunt she was fingering and the fact that her watching son came
from that same hole when he was born.  The nature of the remark was to
instill in her son's mind the idea that he had been in there when he was an
infant, and that she was letting him know while she was thrashing on the
bed with a digit flying in and out of her sopping snatch as her son
watched. It was a remark serving to bash down any remainders of the wall
that separated a mother and her son from being involved in perverted,
incestuous sex.  If a mother can think and talk about her son's birth right
as she is wanking herself for him, the greatest taboo is broken.  No aspect
of their relationship as a mother and son is left to stop them from being a
deliberately incestuous mother and son.

   Marty was now starting to unbuckle his pants, throwing caution to the
wind and feeling no shame in the idea of showing his pecker to his mother.
He wanted to touch himself as he watched his mother behave like a nasty
whore on the bed.  Stephanie noticed her son starting to undo his pants,
and realized she was about to see his dick.  Slipping another finger into
her cunt and fucking fast and deep, she realized it wouldn't be long before
she would need something substantially bigger filling her slimy fuck hole.

   As her fingers flew and her mouth watered, Steph waited in anticipation
for her son to show his cock to her.  It would be the first time in a long
while that she would see it, and her boy would expose it for purely sexual
reasons.

   The 34-year-old mother had shown her cunt to her boy, and now she was
going to see the 15-year-old's prick.