All Chapters of Seductive Tales of Romance: Chapter 191 - Chapter 199

Chapter 5: Lucky delivery manThe plan was well thought out. I wondered how long Mom and Sharon had been working on the details. It was hard to contain my excitement over my new summer job prospect. I replied, “Sure, Mom. I’ll do it. Providing me more time to help around here will be icing on the cake.”“Great, Sam. I’m taking off work this week to spend more time with you,” she informed me, returning to the smooth-stroking on my upper arm.Sleep once again came effortlessly, as I dreamt of my new summer job. Awakening early, I anxiously waited for Mom to show up for breakfast. She was late and I feared she’d slept in, since she took the week off. I was ready to return to my room, when I heard her door open and close.She kissed my neck and started the coffee machine. She wore a dark green, sleeveless nightie, which revealed a few inches of lower thigh meat while she glided around the kitchen. The other difference was that she didn’t change, remaining to prepare breakfast.Once the f

Chapter 7: I believe our first case was a complete success.Streams of cum shot out the end of my prick into her welcoming hole. She climaxed violently on my second release. Our mutual orgasms intensified our passionate groaning while we fucked as mother and son. I kept my prick embedded in her clasping cunt for several minutes after we finished. When I finally softened, I pulled out. Reaching down, I stuffed my fingers into her hole, attempting to cram as much sperm into her as possible.“That’s a giant load of cum in you, Mom. I imagine my sperm are fighting over your eggs from our first incestuous fuck. I’m so lucky to have such a hot mother,” I croaked, slowly pulling my fingers out. She closed her legs tight, trapping my fingers in her filled pussy. It was her silent approval.Backing off, I pulled the sheet down to cover her. Slipping on my robe, I wondered whether this would be my last job since I disobeyed several of Mom’s rules. After returning to my room, I jumped in the sho

Chapter 9: Opening her moist slit.It was a first for me, cumming without stroking. I pulled back and shoved in hard, shooting the last of my load deep into the client’s spasming cunt. Her pulsating walls milked out every drop of virile sperm from my balls. After I had spilled my entire load and remained embedded deeply in her pussy, she continued to massage my prick.I softened, pulled out, and halted, to admire her beautiful gash one final time before covering her with the sheet. Leaving the room exhausted, I headed upstairs. I plopped down on my bed after taking a shower. I rested and nearly fell asleep when I heard her car leave.The smell of cooking summoned me downstairs, where I found Mom preparing dinner. We ate, and afterward, when we settled on the couch, she brought up the subject of my performance. “Sam, our latest client praised you as much as our first one. Excellent job!”I was surprised as I felt I didn’t do much to excite her. Maybe that was what turned the woman on,

Chapter 11 : I love your shapely legsThose thoughts quickly dissipated, my prick staying hard through breakfast. Mom paraded around cloaked in another new nightie. Black in color, her hemline ended at mid-thigh. It was a heavier material, but from the way her nipples pushed out the top, I knew she was braless. I tried to figure out the significance of her attire, narrowing it down to her tits sticking out being the most obvious sign. She usually provided more of a clue when she fetched me for our client; I’d have to wait.After I helped clean the kitchen, I retreated to my room to wait for our next client. I left my door ajar, allowing Mom to enter without knocking first. I sat on the edge of my bed, thinking about my time with Snow White. My prick rose out of the gap in my robe, exposing my fat, circumcised head. A drop of precum oozed from the slit. I firmly gripped my bulbous head and twisted it as if opening a doorknob, coating it with my juices. I released it, and the cool air f

Chapter 13: Your hairy mound turns me on.Upon arriving home, I dashed to my room, stripped, and slipped on my robe. Leaving the door open again, I pondered whether to give Mom another display of my prick. I recalled the signals she sent out with each client and wondered what outfit or hint she’d provide. Too much longer at this job, and she’d end up with a large selection of nighties.I thought, “Did she use the nightwear strictly to help me with the women, or was she flirting with me? Should I confide in her and express my feelings?”She may harbor little to no sexual desire for me, just motherly love. If she shared the same incestuous cravings, she would have acted on it when she came into my room with my prick sticking out of my robe. I still loved her and could deal with a non-physical relationship, knowing her sexy body would still provide me with fantasies. Deep in thought, I missed the sound of our client’s car when I heard Mom climbing the steps.“Sam, are you ready?” Mom ask