All Chapters of A Whisper of Endless Desires: Chapter 491 - Chapter 500

Her son had looked pensive, but not confused, so Chelsea had supposed she had done well enough explaining. "Y-yeah," he'd stammered out. "I think so. Sex is okay if you are okay with having a baby, and should only be with people you trust."Chelsea had nodded her agreement, a proud motherly smile on her face."But why is contraception bad?" he'd pressed.Chelsea had sighed, disappointed that she had not made that clear. She had leaned across the couch and taken her son's hand in her own, squeezing it. "Contraception is a sin because it removes the possibility of creating life. Pleasurable sex is not a sin, but sex that is solely for pleasure -- that disassociates sex from the beauty that is life and birth -- IS sinful. Sex feels good, but there is also a lot of responsibility that goes with sex. It is wrong to treat sex lightly and just use it as a perverse form of masturbation."Jimmy's cheeks had become hot with embarrassment at the mention of masturbation. "Oh. Ummmm. Yeah, that ma

Chelsea humped her son. Her thrusts were slow but strong as she lovingly made out with Jimmy. Her tongue danced in his mouth, her saliva pooling amongst his. Jimmy eagerly swallowed his mother's spit, savouring the taste of her. He squeezed her tits, loving the way they were just too big for his palms and spilled out between his fingers. He also loved the way his mom reacted to his touch, her movements becoming needier as he groped and explored her flesh. He was obsessed with the way Chelsea would shudder and twitch sometimes when he found those special spots on and or in her body. His cock twitched in delight at the mind-boggling thought that he was carnally joined with the woman who had birthed him.Even though Chelsea could make out with her son for hours - they had done just that three days after their first kiss - she pulled away, sitting up on her son's lap to look down upon him, casually swirling her hips. She loved how Jimmy still held onto her boobs, unwilling to let go of hi

Chelsea had blushed, her body temperature rising as desire had grown in her belly. "Pumpkin." She had had no other response to that. Jimmy had just looked up at her and smiled so sweetly that she had believed-- no, she had known-- that he'd thought of her as perfect; it had made her heart melt."I love you, Mom," was all he had said next, but to her, it had meant everything. Chelsea had not replied with words, but she had attacked her son with a kiss, pressing her bare tits to his chest. Her nails had raked her son's shoulders when she had felt him grab her ass, squeezing her plush mommy tush.When Chelsea had pulled up, she had smiled down at her son and dangled her tits in his face, watching his eyes shake with her boobs' movement. When he had leaned forward and trapped an evasive nipple, the mother had whimpered at the unexpected, but very welcome, mouth.Chelsea had been amazed at all the sensations that had come from her son's mouth on her breasts. At that point, it had been year

"Sensitive!" Mother and son had chorused in unison, making them both grin conspiratorially, Chelsea had bit back a titter."I'll be gentle, Mom," Jimmy had whispered, his fingers creeping from her thighs to reverently spread Chelsea's lips apart. She'd moaned in response, but had then squeezed her eyes shut, fearing that if she did not divert her attention, she might cum on her own son.Jimmy had explored his mother's cunt. He'd been amazed at how wet she'd been. His finger, after only having dipped into her warm folds, had come away with clear, sticky strings of grool clinging to it. Taking a deep breath, he had leaned in close, inhaling her scent.Chelsea had whimpered; her eyes had been closed tightly, so she couldn't see what Jimmy had been doing, but she had been able to feel and hear him. His fingers had delicately played with her lips - smooshing and spreading them, getting a feel for her. Chelsea had known he had been sniffing her sex by the noises he'd made as he'd breathed i

"I said... Smch... You would look so beautiful... pregnant, Mom... Smch... Ya know... Smch...since you said you wanted more babies... Smch.""Oh, sweetie." Chelsea had finally resumed touching her son's body, gently stroking his back and shoulders. "Mommy was just thinking out loud. I don't think I have it in me to have any more babies. You are enough as it is." She'd leaned back to smile at her son so he would know she hadn't meant any harm in it. He had smiled and rolled his eyes at her comment before attacking her with a fierce kiss on the lips."Well, why not, Mom? You're still young --and healthy! Look at your hips." His hands had wandered down to said hips as he'd spoken, gripping them and caressing their luscious curves. "These were made for babies. I'm sure you could have many more little Jimmys."Chelsea had been stimulated by her son's words, but had laughed at his final joke. "Hmmm. Maybe. But Momma wouldn't want any more lil Jimmys. One is enough.""Yeah?""Mhmmm." Smiling