Title: The Family That Lays Together: Scene 226
Celebs: Sandra Bullock
Codes: FM, oral, mas, anal, ws, inc, con
Disclaimer: This is fiction, it did NOT happen. Fantasy is legal.
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Note: This is a spin-off of my Porno Chic series. Picture this in the style of one of those porno compilations.
We fade in on Sandra walking around the house in a tank and panties, as she narrates, “It happened one morning, shortly after my son turned eighteen. For some reason, I thought school was still on, because I was not expecting to run into him.” Sandra pushes open the bathroom door, to find a young man in there, stepping out of the shower.
“Oh, jeez, Davey, I’m sorry! I didn’t know you were home!” Sandra quickly backs away, closing the door behind her.
Later, we see Sandra in bed, sleeping restlessly. “It was less than a second, but I saw everything, and I kept seeing it, whenever I tried sleeping.” Sandra wakes up, and stares up at the ceiling. “You know that mind state when you’re sleep deprived, and the craziest shit makes sense to you in the moment? After waking up for the umpteenth time, I convinced myself the way to get my son’s naked body out of my mind was to go look at it while he was sleeping, you know, get it out of my system.”
Sandra gets up, and we then see her enter her son’s room. After staring for a moment, Sandra grabs the sheet, and pulls it off her son, revealing him in his boxers. Staring a bit longer, she crawls onto the bed, and pulls down his shorts, revealing his dick and balls. “Oh, my God, what was I doing? My heart was pounding in my ears, and…my…pussy…was getting wet, as I found myself unable to stop staring at my boy’s cock. I tried to force myself to leave, but something evil in me had a better idea…” Sandra extends her hand, and runs the tips of her fingers up and down the length of Davey’s cock. As she does this, we see it start to grow, until she wraps her hand around it, and begins to slowly jerk it, soon causing it to reach full hardness. “Oh, God, Sandy, this is so wrong! As bad as I felt, I couldn’t stop myself. It just kept getting worse…” Davey moans in his sleep, as his mother strokes his throbbing member.
As if spurred on by this, Sandra leans down, and, in our first close-up, wraps her full lips around her son’s cock, and sucks him off. “Hmm…” Davey’s moans get more vocal, as his mother’s lips slide up and down his rigid shaft. Suddenly, Davey wakes up, and looks down at her. “Mom?”
After freezing for a second, Sandra pulls her son’s cock out of her mouth, and, with a slightly guilty tone, whispers back, “Um, Davey, I…”
Davey then lies back, and moans, “Oh, God, Mom, don’t stop…”
“What?” Sandra says again in voiceover. “Davey wanted me to keep going? For some reason, at the time, I felt like that gave me permission to continue…”
Sandra gets up in a kneeling position, and, smiling at her son, grabs the bottom of her top, and whips it off. “God, Mom…You have such a sexy body…”
“Thanks, baby…” Sandra leans back down, and, back in the close-up, continues sucking him off. “I didn’t know what was happening, but it was really turning me on…” We see Sandra’s lips slide all the way from the base of his cock to just under the head, then back down, gradually speeding up.
“Oh, fuck, Mom…” Davey groans, starting to buck his hips. Again in the close-up, Sandra again takes her son’s cock out of her mouth, and jerks it, flicking her tongue on the tip, until, with a series of grunts, it starts spurting, some of which Sandra catches on her tongue. Once he stops, Sandra spits her son’s load out on his dick, then gives him one last suck, licking it up again.
“Fuck…” Sandra sighs in voiceover, “Here I was, tasting my son’s cum, feeling it go down my throat as I swallowed it. My whole body felt like it was about to burn up. I couldn’t believe this was really happening. As fast as my heart was going, it sped up even more when I heard what Davey said next.”
“Mom?” Davey says, propped up on his elbows, watching his mother lick up his cum. “Can I eat your pussy?”
We now see Sandra on her back, feeling up her tits, with their hard, pointy nipples, face twisted in pleasure, as, down below, Davey has his head between her thighs. In another close-up, we see he has tongue inside his mother’s hot, wet, hairy cunt. “Oh, God, how was he so good? Like I said, my boy had just turned eighteen, and he was eating me better than men twice his age.” As Sandra writhes on the sheets, we see her hair matted to her forehead, and her chest and stomach starting to shimmer. “I don’t know if it was really that hot out, or I was literally burning up, but I was already beginning to sweat.” Back in the close-up, Davey has his fingers inside his mother’s pussy, while he licks around her clit, occasionally spitting out the odd hair. “Oh, God, Davey…” Sandra moans, her legs starting to squirm and fidget. Again in the close-up, Davey suddenly pulls his fingers out of her pussy, and slides his middle finger between her cheeks. “Huh!” Sandra grunts, arching her back a little. “Oh, fuck…” Sandra starts to whine, as, once more in the close-up, Davey finger-fucks her tight, sweaty butthole. “Oh, God! Oh, my God!” Sandra suddenly throws her head back, and, face screwing up, lets out a loud, shrill cry.
Now, we see Davey on top of his mother, her sweaty tits bouncing and jiggling, as, in another close-up, his cock pumps in and out of her drooling pussy, as the narration continues. “My son…God, I couldn’t remember the last time I had a cock inside me, especially a big, thick one like Davey’s.” Sandra grimaces, and cries out hoarsely, “Oh, God, Davey! Fuck me! Fuck me, baby!” Davey grabs his mother’s hips, and, back in the close-up, he begins to pump harder. “Yes!” Sandra screams, tits now whipping up and down.
We next see Sandra’s sweaty body straddling her son in a reverse-cowgirl position, as, in another close-up, she rides Davey’s cock, her pussy dribbling all over his balls. “Oh, God, Davey…” Sandra moans, breathing audibly, her tits bouncing energetically, “Oh, baby, your cock feels so good inside me…” Suddenly, Davey grabs his mother’s sides, and, back in the close-up, he starts to thrust up into her. “Oh, fuck!” Sandra cries out, sounding like she’s literally going to cry. “Oh, baby, don’t stop!” Not long after, her body jerks, and Sandra throws her head back and screams, “Fuck!” As the two catch their breath, she pulls up off of her son’s cock, and, again in the close-up, a considerable amount of clear fluid spills out of her pussy. “Fuck…” Sandra then gasps, tilting her head back.
Now, Sandra is on her knees and elbows, back shimmering, as, in another close-up, Davey slides his middle finger in and out of her sweaty asshole, before pulling it out, and inserting his thick cock. “Houh!” Sandra gasps, face contorting, then groans, as, back in the close-up, her son’s cock moves laboredly in and out of her asshole. “Oh, Davey…” Sandra moans, voice shaking a little, “You have no idea how good this feels…” She then lets out a loud, hoarse groan, as, again in the close-up, Davey begins to speed up. “Ooh! Oh, fuck!” As her son fucks her in the ass, we see Sandra’s eyes tearing up, and her sweat covered face turning red.
We now see Sandra on her back, her whole body now dripping wet, the sheet under her soaked in her sweat, and her hair looking like she just got out of the shower. In another close-up, we see Davey’s cock thrust in and out of her now much looser asshole, sopping wet from both sweat and her pussy drooling all over it. “Oh, Davey…” Sandra whimpers, now noticeably exhausted, “F…fuck…” Suddenly, Davey starts grunting, and pulls out, his cock shooting one ribbon of cum across his mother’s sweaty body, before stuffing it in her pussy. “Ooh…” Sandra moans, forehead creasing, as her son cums inside her.
Once he stops, Davey pulls out again, and lies down next to his mother, who we can hear wheezing now. “We…That was…” Sandra struggles to speak, and we see her throat move as she swallows air.
“I know, Mom.”
“Because I love you. And…I wanted to as much as you did.”
“Well, I guess if we both wanted…” Suddenly, in one last close-up, Sandra starts peeing, going for several seconds before stopping, “Oh, God, Davey, I’m sorry…”
Davey smiles. “It’s okay, Mom. I think that’s the least of what will need to washed out of this sheet.” At this, Sandra starts laughing, then smiles up at her son, who smiles back, then leans down, and the two share a long, sultry tongue kiss, as the scene fades out.