Taking Mrs. Farrell

She groaned her arms spread on the bed, her entire body straddled allowing him perfect access to her. Her face a picture of lust and desire as he looked over her, his eyes on hers as he thrusts over and over into her waiting depths.

His eyes watched the brute act of fucking as she closed her eyes taking in every inch of feeling she could milk from his pistoning meat.

"Oh.. Craig... God... "


She felt him pull out and a look of confusion graced her face as her eyes slowly opened, before she knew it she was looking into the pillow...

"Wha..."

Her voice was muffled, she heard his command, so like Armand, as he ordered her up. He'd always liked to be in control, and she had gladly submitted. As she remembered those weeks of love, lust, and romance she smiled.

The Jill at first shocked her, no more Mrs. Farrell, but for some reason the Jill was more comfortable. The Mrs. Farrell had been a constant reminder of who he was, what he was, but Jill... she hand't even know he knew her first name. But the relief swept over her, and the order became a thousand times easier to obey. She got up on shaky knees her face buried in the pillows softness.

As she felt his cock positioned, ready to delve into her again her eyes met those of her son. The image in her mind of him behind her morphed into him... and she felt an immediate disgust fill her as she tried to force the image from her mind. Shaking her head slightly forcing it from her, thinking of Craig... no he just sharpened it, her husband, Gideon was the spitting image him, she shook her head, Armand... at least he wasn't. He wasn't even close, his long flowing black hair she imagined him at her pussy, his cock about ready to force into her. She closed her eyes, blocking out the picture. But the eyes of her image never changed, Gideon's eyes stared at her from the image of Armand. She felt a cold chill to the very marrow of her bones.
 
Craig watched the older woman raise her small ass up, preparing to be fucked from behind. The feeling of power was overwhelming... He grasped her by the hips, lining his cock up with her pussy...

And then she noticed it...

The picture...

It had caught her attention...

Her family, watching the action. Her husband...her daughter... and especially her son !!!

Feeling completely in control, Craig decided to have a little fun...
Sliding his cock slowly into Mrs. Farrell, he began rubbing her clitoris...Her moans fed his confidence... There was nothing she could do to stop him now...

As he continued rubbing her and sliding deeper inside of her willing vagina, Craig broke the ultimate taboo...

Whispering softly, he spoke...

"Oh yeah, that's it Mom, " he said lustily, "God it feels so good inside you."

He felt her body tighten as he pretended to be Gideon. His left arm wrapped around her waist holding her tight, preventing her from resisting. His superior strength would have been enough to accomplish that but her sexual arrousal helped too.

"I've wanted this for so long," he continued, "just relax and enjoy it mom."

His cock pushed deeper, his other hand still rubbing her blood engorged clit.

"I've seen the way you look at me. You know you want this too..."



OOC: I'll be out of town until Sunday night.... See you then !
 
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She was fine as he thrust and moved inside of her, her eyes closed forcing the disturbing image.

"That's it mom..."

The image was back and more real than ever as he called her mom, in a voice her son would never use... was this his fascination or hers... he couldn't have known of the disturbing image that had flooded her mind... no... he was bent on his own mother, he must be. She was repulsed and a small part of her began to resist, she couldn't let this go on. But his grip was firm on her waist and he continued to move in and out of her...

"I never..."

She protested to his insinuation of how she's looked at her son, then silenced... his own mother... it was his own mother he was speaking of. She'd seen the woman, very similar to herself. Small, a pretty woman, nothing extreme but a simple beauty. She bit her lip, she could understand the fascination, but couldn't think about it. It only reminded her of that image that had earlier invaded her mind... never before... before this boy her sons age had she thought about it, and it was worse than before. Her heart ached as she thought about it, images invading her mind while she desperately tried to force the thoughts away.

As his finger massaged firmly around and over her clit she groaned, her pussy clamping down around his sex. The pictures... the pleasure... the pictures... the pleasure... they became closer and closer together till they were almost one.. her son was pleasuring her... no... she had to force it away. But with each thrust she grew closer and closer to her pleasure peak and she moved her hand up his back...

"Gi..."

She began but refused to finish she shook her head rebuking the image,

"Cra.. Craig.."
 
Craig continued fucking the confused older woman from behind. Images of his own mother filled his mind. Hearing Mrs. Farrell almost call out her son's name, catching herself at the last moment, snapped him back to reality. He almost had her ! She was close to admitting to the ultimate taboo. Somewhere in his mind he felt that if he could get her to confess to lusting after her son, maybe his own mother had similar thoughts. Maybe his own mother...

"No mom, it's Gideon," he insisted, "doesn't it feel good, finally having me inside of you ?"

Craig moved his had over her swollen, sensitive clit and felt her legs begin to tremble as he increased the pressure. His cock pistoned in and out of her slick pussy, exploring deep within her needy womb.

"Everytime Dad went away I thought about us." he continued, "Please don't tell me that you never fantasized about me."

Craig felt Mrs. Farrell begin to weep again. He knew he was forcing her to face something that she had hidden, probably even from herself very effectively. He leaned forward, moving his cock powerfully into her, as he placed his mouth to her ear.

"Mom, its okay," he whispered, releasing his grip from her waist and moving his large hand up to her small breast, "I'll never tell anybody. This will be our very special secret."

Pinching her nipple between his thumb and forefinger he felt her flinch. The extra stimulation had obviously had a powerful effect on Mrs. Farrell, her moan of pleasure confirmed that.

Again encouraging her, he whispered into her ear...

"Don't hold back mom, tell me everything...."
 
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I shook my head, my body aching, forcing me to want him, forcing me to say anything.

"No... no... Gideon... No.."

I began to shake in sobs again, my body flushed and my mind racing over images, Craig, my husband, Gideon, Armand... all these images racing through my mind, My own sun. There's no way I could ever ever say it...

could I?

The desperation in his voice delved into her misery, forced himself into her mind, she tried to block him but nothiing would. Her son stared down at her, wanting her needing her. And she needed him... she had to admit a few times, she'd seen him dressing a fleeting thought or two crossed her mind. But those were wrong and quickly abolished.

"Mom, its okay," he whispered gently, his hands begining to massage her tender breasts. She let out a groan, partially of torment, partially of pleasure.

"Oh Gideon..."

She finally said it, her eyes opening, still all she saw was her son, her beautiful boy.

"Oh Gideon I love you more than anything in the world... I'll give you everything..."

Her eyebrows arched and she bit her lip tenderly, her expression nothing but love,

"I love. I want you son."

She was in such a state, her mind lost in the moment, the image she saw, her son, she no longer recognized the boy in her to be Craig, it was Gideon. Together, alone, and her full of want.

"Take me, take your mother."
 
Mrs. Farrell's words were sweet music to Craig's ears. He felt so in control... Not only had he succeeded in seducing the older woman, but now he had her fantasizing about fucking her own son. The sound of her imploring "Gideon" to take her was something he never dreamed he would hear coming from her mouth.

Images of his own mother began flashing through his mind. Would his mom relent to her sexual urges and fuck a boy his age ? Maybe one of his friends... one of his classmates...? Maybe him .....?

He thrust his hips forward, imagining the woman below him was his mother... His thick penis slipping deep into his lover... his balls slamming against the outside of her pussy. Mrs. Farrell's moans fed his lust and her words drove him on even more...

"Oh yeah mom," he groaned, "how do you like my cock inside of you ?"

Craig knew he would probably pay the price for taking his lovely older lover down this road. She would undoubtedly react with anger and disgust after she regained her wits. But this was definitely too irresistible to stop. If she was pissed, he would deal with it later... He had enough dirt on her to keep her in control as long as he wanted... He smiled and continued slamming his long cock into her wet pussy...

His fingers circled her swollen clit, stimulating its already sensitive nerves.... Slowly he stroked it, squeezing its slippery surface between his large fingers...

Mrs. Farrell responded to his touch, her sexual needs now so close to being met. He pinched her nipple firmly between his thumb and forefinger, twisting the blood engorged flesh and enjoying her howls of pleasure/pain.

"I bet dad hasn't fucked you like this in quite a while, has he mom ?"
 
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She felt terrible about what she was saying but her body refused to listen to her minds logic. Her lip was sucked in a little as she bit down upon it. Her brows furrowed but her breathing hastened.

"Please... I love you son, everything..."

Her mind was fuzzy she couldn't concentrate, she tried desperately to force herself to realize reality but her mind wouldn't allow it. She needed a release, all these years forcing the fantasy's away, now the fantasy had burrowed into her and refused to leave, now her mind subconciously fought away the reality.

"I love you in me..."

Her pussy stretched and then clenched around his hard meat, as he invaded her, physically mentally and emotionally. He was completely dominating over her confused mind, her miserable countenace easily gave in to everything he offered.

As his fingers scraped over her sensative pleasure button she lurched, her back arching and her throat went dry. Her teeth clench, her nostrils flared, and her groans became louder and more desperate.

"Oh! Ow... Oh God! Gid... Gid..."

She bit down hard at his language and always the mother managed a slightly dissaproving look,

"Don't... just make love to me... don't talk like that... just take... just... jus... "

Her breath was gone, her mind clouded, it was all she had not to spasm and convulse now. Her husband hadn't done this in forever oh god how she needed it!
 
Mrs. Farrell was quite a piece of work. Even in the heat of sexual passion, she was upset over Craig's (Gideon's) choice of words and tried to reprimand him...

Feeling that she may be getting close to orgasm, Craig backed off a bit. Removing his hands from her breast and clitoris, he grasped her by the hips and began, very slowly, to move inside of her. Pulling almost all the way out, he very gradually allowed his long shaft to slide back in. Repeating the process... making each subsequent stroke even slower...and slower... and slower.
Finally, upon penetrating her completely, he stopped...

Holding her firmly by the hips, Craig began rotating his hips, moving his penis in small circles inside Mrs. Farrell's pussy. She tried to push herself back against him, wanting him to fuck her... needing him to fuck her. But he held her back... continuing the slow circular motions...

"What's the matter mom ?" Craig teased, "don't you like it when I say...fuck...or cock...or pussy ?"

Craig needed to hear the "prim and proper" woman let go. He needed to hear her admit the deep lust she obviously had for her son. And he needed to hear her say the words that she despised so much...

"Stop being my mom and be my lover," he implored. "Tell me about your fantasies... Tell me how much you've wanted my COCK inside of your PUSSY."

As he spoke, he began withdrawing his penis from her vagina... again she tried to push back...but he held her away, extracting his manhood from deep inside her...

"Every time dad went away, I thought about you," he continued. "I've thought about fucking you since I was fourteen years old."

Still sliding his cock from within her, he continued.

"Tell me about your fantasies, mom" he insisted, "and I'll make them come true."

As he said the word "true", her slammed his thick cock inside of the small woman again. He knew she would begin talking now...
 
She groaned as his fingers let off, but as he moved inside of her she let a half smile grace her face. His movements began, she eagerly anticipated, needing him to go deeper into her. But instead of going faster, he began to go slower, and no matter her begging he slowed, soon he stopped.

She looked up at her *son* with a desperation in her eyes...

"Gid..."

He looked at her squarely, using again the words she hated, the ones that forced her to see the vulgarity, the baseness of what she was doing. She bit her lip shaking her head no, though her body still fought to get him to move inside of her.

"Oh god... Gid, I can'..."

She groaned as he began to pull out, she tried to pull him closer with her legs force his cock back inside of her but he kept back pulling out of her. He continued, his fantasies, her son's fantasies about her. His cock was out..

I'll make your fantasies come through... he wanted her to say them, say what she wanted, he wanted her to tell him... her mind objected, but in the heat of such passion her body overpowered it. Her lips moved,

"Oh Gid! Gid I want you to... I want you to fuck me! I want your cock in me, my baby boy mommy needs you so much... whatever you want to hear baby. Anything, put that big cock in my canal, come back to me... fuck me over and over, never stop! Gid I want you so badly, need you so badly! Fuck me! I want you back in me son, back through my birth canal, thrust into me... fill me with you, like your father... fuck me like... no... no... not like your father, fuck me better than that! Fuck me like he used to... fuck me how he did when you were made... oh god, let me bring you into a new world again with my pussy, you've been through it once, come in it again! Fuck me, enter me!"

Her voice raised, her encouragement greater with every impaling, desperation causing her to continue, the more she said the more she felt he would fuck her.. and she never wanted it to end... the orgasm was close... oh she was soon to cum... with her baby boy. The realization that she wanted her son to lose his virginity to her didn't even dawn on her as she said it... the fantasy always lurking in the back of her mind... now on the forefront, but so blinded by lust she hadn't seen it... hadn't realized it... yet.
 
Craig's mind buzzed with excitement. Mrs. Farrell's words, begging her son to fuck her... breaking the final taboo...were exactly what he wanted to hear. He held her hips firmly, her legs trembled, weak from the sexual excitement that gripped her small body. He watched his thick cock slide into the middle-aged woman, from behind.

Images of his own mother flashed before his eyes... The day last week that he had come home to find her crying. He had held her, gently encouraging her that "everything would be okay". The kiss... like a thousand others they had shared since his childhood...but somehow different... deeper...longer. His hand on her bare leg... he had fought the urge to move it higher...

And now... Mrs. Farrell...begging to be taken by her own son...

He began moving inside of her. Slowly at first...but then faster... Her words taking control of his body...encouraging him to fuck her...harder...faster...

"That's it mom," he moaned, "tell me everything..."

His long hard cock began pistoning...plunging deep within the older woman...sliding back out...and then driving deeply again. His hands, grasping her hips, pulled her back with each forward thrust...the sound of flesh slapping flesh, filling the large bedroom...

"I've fantasized about sneaking into your bedroom, while dad's away and making love to you.

He contiinued speaking, encouraging her to share some of her fantasies.

"I've watched you sunbathing...all oiled up and masturbated, wanting you. "


His strokes became quicker...more powerful...his wicked fantasies being fulfilled. The older woman, helpless to hide her own lustful thoughts, allowing him into the deepest darkest corners of her mind...
 
OOC: If you decide to pursue the mother/son angle between Mrs. Farrell and Gideon... I'd like to play Gideon !!!
 
OOC: I suppose that would be allright :)

IC:

"God son I want you, I've needed you... I'm sick of being alone... come into me.... fu... fuck me! Fuck me with your thick hard cock son... please...oh.. god... oh.... Gid..."

She groaned loudly his cock pistoning in and out of her at an ever faster rate.

She didn't even flinch at the pictures on the side table this time. She buried her eyes in it, her gaze fixing on her son... her handsome young.. sweet Gideon. Deep down she knew it wasn't him.. but she wanted it to be so badly that nothing mattered... for now.. in the forefront of her mind... they were together.

I've wanted to take you... Everytime I see you I want you... I lust for you. I want to be fucked by you... I've seen you in your room... seen you through the crack in your door... jacking off to the tv or something... I've wanted to come back in there and impale myself on you so badly... I want you to take me dominate me... fuck me hard son... fuck ... fuck me... Fuck...

It became harder and harder for her to talk as his balls slapped heavily on her clit and his shaft stretched her, invaded her. She came ever closer to coming... her voice getting softer but neering a shreak as he filled her over and over again.
 
Craigs ears buzzed...His mind filled with images of his mother, bent over...doggie-style...begging her young son to fuck her.

His cock slammed into the older woman...her cries of pleasure echoing through the large room..the room that she and her husband had made love many times...maybe the same room Gideon had been conceived... Now she was pleading with her son to drive his cock into her...Begging for the sexual release that had been building for so long..

Flashing back...

Now it was his mother again...willfully accepting her own son's prick into her hungry pussy...

The scene from last week...he had fought to keep his hand from sliding up her leg...but he had failed...his mother's soft whimper as his hand pushed her robe open...the look of fear in her deep brown eyes...

Craig's hand slid down Mrs. Farrell's leg...he slowly began moving it up her thigh, tracing the same path that it had taken on his mother...slowly moving from the middle of her thigh to the inside...painstakeningly sliding closer to her womanhood...

His whispered words of reassurance..."It's okay mom....its' okay..."


Thrusting forward with reckless abandon, Craig's mind snaps back to the moment...

"I want you to take me dominate me... fuck me hard son... fuck ... fuck me... Fuck... " she moans, as her young lover takes her to a place she never...ever...beleived she would go...

"Oh yeah mom," he groans, "yeah...it feels so fucking good !!!"
 
Phew! Pretty hot stuff!

I just want congratulate the both of you on producing such an enthralling thread. Very erotic.:)
 
OOC: Thanks for the compliment Zehrman ! This one's a lot of fun to write !
 
OOC: Thank you, credit goes to Gareman for the amazing concept!


IC:


She let out a groan as his pumping slowed and his hand softly drug up her thigh... "It's ok mom." She semi glanced over her shoulder and saw his eyes clouded over, unfocussed lost in another world.

"It is ok son, Go ahead and Fuck me son.... fuck you're mommy..."

She encouraged him and it seemed to work because his eyes shifted back to her and his driving becamer fierce again his cock slamming into her, his balls slapping against her tender skin, his hand clenched at her waist. She let out a loud hollar,

"Gideon! God Gid Please! Take me! Help me! Fuck me hard...!"

She wanted release so bad, it had been so long since she had had sex this good... oh god how she needed it, how her entire body ached for the release only he could give her.

"PLease Gid... please!"
 
Craig's orgasm was coming fast. His mind, intoxicated by sexual desire, filled with graphic images...

His mother, sitting on the couch, the lower portion of her robe open... His hand sliding up her inner thigh... touching her soft white panties, now damp... His fingers tracing the outline of her womanhood through the wet material...The sound of her voice desperately trying to take control of the situation, begging..."Please stop Craig...Oh God, this is so wrong"...

Now he returns, aware that it is Mrs. Farrell beneath him... His thick penis pistoning in and out of the small middle-aged woman...Her screams echoing off the brightly colored walls of the large bedroom... Begging her son for release... Pleading to be fucked .... "Harder....Harder...."

He needs to see her face... Needs to watch her as she experiences the powerful orgasm that is building within her...

Moving quickly, he withdraws his prick from her slick hole... Grasping her ankles, he flips her onto her back... spreading her legs, he positions himself and thrusts into her, enjoying the expression of lust on her face as she feel him buried deeply in her womb again...

Once again his mind returns to his own home...

His mother, tears streaming down her cheeks, again tries to rationalize the situation, whimpering... "Craig, you're mmmmm ....y s......on... ", her mind believing she can fight. But her body knowing better, unconsciously lifting her hips, allowing Craig to remove her panties. The soft material slides easily down her smooth legs and over her small sexy feet....

"Just let it happen mom," he instructs, spreading her legs and climbing onto the couch between them...
 
"Oh God Craig!"

Her screams resonated with each thrust, bouncing off of every wall echoing back into both pairs of ears... and probobally some around the neighborhood... but nothing but the image of Gideon's face, body, and thick cock pistoning out of her.

"Oh god don't stop..."

Her voice more pleading whimper than a demand as he pulled himself from her... but before she could even finish the sentanse she was flipped over facing Craig. Now it was Craig. Her young student before her, she fought to return to Gideon but could'nt, her vision was filled with Craig... after initial resistance she didn't care.

"Craig... Craig Fuck me... please... please fuck me..."

Her face tenses as she clenches her teeth in desperation trying to force back the oncoming orgasm.. wanting it to last as long as possible... wanting the pleasure to continue.

She arched her back, allowing him further, deeper, more of him inside of her as she feels his cock twitch in her, he was close...

Their eyes closed in unison, as he began to imagine his mother again... she returned to her son... her son looking at her through strong bright blue and handsome eyes... lust in them as he thrust his manhood into her over and over... wanting his mother... going to cum in his mother.
 
The sound of Mrs. Farrell's voice screaming his name, is fantastic. She arches her back and he feels each thrust penetrating her even more deeply... He studies her face... the innocence is gone...replaced by lust... Her deep brown eyes open and study his, as she begs him to fuck her... Then they close again...

Closing his own eyes, Craig allows himself to be transported back to his reverie...

Grasping his mother's legs, behind her knees, he pulls her down onto the couch into a lying position... Her tearfilled eyes stare intently into his, as she continues to fight with her conscience...Craig unties her robe and opens it completely, revealing her small breasts...Removing his own shirt and pulling his shorts and underwear down, he reveals his thick hard cock...

Craig is now driving his cock into Mrs. Farrell... The images in his mind are rocketing him closer and closer to his release... The sound of his large cock slipping in and out of the older woman fill the room with loud slurping sounds... His nostrils fill with the scent of sex... He won't be able to hold out much longer...

"Oh Criag, please don't...please...please...," she begs, but Craig knows nothing but his lust...

Positioning his cock to her vagina, he feels his mother begin to resist... She attempts to squirm away...

With one quick motion, he reaches out, grabbing her wrists and pinning them above her head...Lowering his mouth to hers he kisses her gently... And then.....
 
OOC: Please don't tell me this thread is dying !!! I can't wait for my turn (Gideon) !!
 
She felt her body bouncing back and forth as he pistoned into her over and over, her small pert breasts bouncing circling with each thrust.

"Oh God Gid... Craig... God! Fuck me please! Oh son I love you! God.. put that cock in me please! Oh god Please Gid Oh God Craig Gid... Fuck me Fuck your mommy!"

She felt her body on fire, unable to think of anything but the lust, of climaxing of coming to a peak! Oh God how she needed this!
 
Craig's orgasm hit powerfully... his cock shooting thick warm seed into Mrs. Farrell..

Slamming himself deeper, he erupts depositing another stream of cum well inside the older woman's womb..

"OH GOD," he yells, "OH YEAH !!!"

His mind is now in a state of complete confusion...was the image of his mother real, or only an illusion ?? He couldn't focus...couldn't concentrate.... the pleasure was too intense...

Another spasm... more sticky jism flies from his cock...

He leans forward, hands above Mrs. Farrell's shoulders and begins fucking her with quick short jabbing strokes...

His tool pumps it's gooey load...his pleasure as out of this world...
 
OOC: Ok, I'm back... hopefully everythings fixed and ready to go!
God I've missed this thread! :)

IC:

She arched her back as she felt his cock spasm within her depths, as the seed filled her, flooding up into her womb in long thick threads of pleasure.

"Oh god Gid! Craig!!!!"

Her mind was muddled, Gideon and Craig became one in her mind at this moment, she imagined herself pleasured by both, both her son and her student... only yesterday untouchable taboo's, now amazing peaks of pleasure.

She felt his body press closer to her, even in the midst of their dual orgasm he was pumping, quick short and hard into her tortured pussy filling her completely as her eyes lolled back, her mouth opened gasping for air between groans and shrieks of pleasure, calling to her lovers, her breasts pressed against his body as he leaned lower...

"Oh God!"

Her body began shaking in pleasurable spasms and convulsions as her orgasm climaxed and died... She lay below him quivering, spent, lustful, and tired.
 
OOC: Welcome back !! I have really missed it too.

IC: Craigs thrusts subside with his orgasm. His penis begins to soften...

"Oh Mrs. Farrell," he moans, collapsing on top of the older woman, bracing himself from crushing her. "Man are you a hot piece of ass !!!"

His mind races to separate reality from fiction. He definitely heard her calling her son's name as he fucked her. There was no doubt about that. He was proud of his accomplishment. He doubted if she had never done that before.

He removes his flaccid penis from her soaked pussy. Rolling over, he lies next to his older lover... heart racing...

He stares at the ceiling, catching his breath....trying to make sense of everything that just happened...

The unmistakeable smell of sex fills the room....

"That was amazing..." he says aloud. "This is going to be a great summer !!"
 
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