Hunter: Drink. As much as you can.
Jacinda who was already intoxicated from her 3 glasses of wine earlier at dinner, quietly took the bottle from her son. She obeyed his orders and began drinking straight out of the bottle. After a few gulps she paused. The bottle was a quarter empty. She wanted to give it back.
Jacinda: I think that’s enough, Hunter.
Hunter: More. Drink more. You’re going to need it.
Jacinda was spellbound and was unsure what he meant by “You’re going to need it”. She followed her Master’s commands and continued drinking. Within a few minutes she had gulped down three quarters of the wine bottle, before she couldn’t take it anymore and began coughing.
Hunter had meanwhile gulped down most of his bottle of water. Almost a full gallon. He realized Jacinda had more than reached her limit and took the wine bottle out of her hands, placed it on her night stand along with his water bottle.
He got on the bed and got close to Jacinda and started kissing his mother flush on the lips. Jacinda, now drunk and horny began wildly mouthing Hunter’s lips pulling his face deeply into her own. This was their most passionate and deep liplock yet. Their tongues were swirling exploring deep into each other’s mouths. Hunter could taste the wine off his mom’s lips and tongue. Their saliva exchanged and merged with one another. It was no ordinary smooch or french kiss, it was wet, dirty, wild and sloppy. There was heat and passion. Jacinda could feel her heart beat faster and sense Hunter’s heartbeats too.
Hunter slowly unlocked his lips from his mom’s mouth and planted kisses on her cheeks, her nose, her eyes, her chin, slowly going down her neck. Every kiss had passion and love. It wasn’t just a peck, it was full and wet. He had smothered his mother’s face with his saliva and she cherished the feeling of being loved like that by her son, her lover, her Master. Hunter reached his mom’s neck and began swirling his tongue around to taste her skin. Her smooth skin was the delicious dessert he wanted to feast on for a while. His kisses turned into licks and eventually sucking parts of her neck. At one point he sucked on the left side of her neck so deep and for so long, holding her skin in his mouth, that when he let it go. There was a visible love-bite on her neck. He looked at it with pride and kissed it again.
Jacinda had her eyes closed and was just lost in ecstasy of being passionately loved by her son. She felt the slight pinch on her neck as he left a lasting impression of love on it. Hunter’s hands were playing with Jacinda’s waist under her camisole and his lips now reached her shoulders. Jacinda had her hands wrapped around her son’s head as he made passionate, sensual love to his mother. This is the kind of sex she had never had. This is the kind of love-making she was yearning for years. And now she had it. She was so grateful for her lover, her son. Hunter’s lips and tongue made movements above her collarbone.
Hunter had begun smothering his mom’s shoulders with his saliva as he sucked on her shoulder hard, just like he did earlier on her neck. This time using a bit of his teeth on her tender, smooth skin. Jacinda could feel her son biting down on her shoulders with his sharp teeth, yes it was painful, but oh so pleasurable. She somehow wanted to feel more of him. She wanted him to dig in deeper. She now wanted him to give her more pain. And their natural telepathic connection meant Hunter dug deeper into her flesh and bit on her shoulder hard.
When he finally let her shoulder free, he could easily spot a dial-clock-like red mark left on his mother’s left shoulder. The clear imprints of his teeth were now visible on her otherwise, smooth, clear, tender skin. He ran his fingers along the newly inflicted wound and could feel the texture in her skin broken into. Jacinda hissed and sighed in pain and pleasure. She was now thoroughly enjoying her son planting these marks on her body with his mouth. Maybe it was the alcohol or maybe she was intoxicated with love and passion, but her pain threshold was now subsiding and she suddenly wanted more and more of his abuse on her body.
Hunter then separated from her body and looked at his mother lying in front of him. She looked gorgeous with her ever so light make-up. Her eyeliner and mascara still intact, her silver earrings still on, her sexy green silk camisole now had their straps fallen off to her elbows and she was completely naked waist-down. Her camisole had risen slightly to her midriff given Hunter’s now huge boner rubbing against her belly while he made love to his mom.
Jacinda opened her eyes as she felt his body separating from hers, looking at him towering over her, she made eye contact with him with a gentle smile and a naughty look on her face. Hunter’s seductive look transformed into an evil grin as he suddenly grabbed his mother’s brand new silk camisole from her chest and roughly began ripping it apart. This time it took him a few seconds unlike the tank top from the night before. He was still strong enough to tear off her camisole from the center causing a rip in the material from her neck to its helm around her belly. And what was once a beautifully knitted, sexy, dark green, silk camisole, now just a ragged jacket.
Jacinda’s torso was now exposed and her godly body was on full display for Hunter to devour. He immediately buried his face on her left boob. The same left boob she fed him with as a baby. The same breast whose nipple he had rubbed and played with earlier in the afternoon while she fucked him. He began kissing and sucking both her breasts like a rabid dog. He was practically feasting on his mother’s boobs. Hunter took her nipples in his mouth, sucking it viciously. Her nipples were one of Jacinda’s erogenous zones and it made her mad as her son was roughly devouring her breasts.
At this point, Jacinda’s hands had naturally dropped down to her own pussy and she was rubbing her vagina with one hand and trying to touch her son’s mammoth cock. She finally got a hold of it and could feel how rock hard he was. It was like she was holding a telephone pole or a steel rod, except it was pulsating as he sucked on her nipples. Hunter had now switched his attention to his mom’s right boob, got her nipple in his mouth and began sucking that one, while his other hand was pinching, rubbing and tugging her left nipple. The passionate heat from both their bodies as they explored their natural lust and desire for each other was scorching. Sweat had begun to form on their bodies, precum was leaking from Hunter’s dick and Jacinda’s pussy was oozing slimy white liquids.
Hunter introduced his teeth on her right nipple and chewed it down deeply making her shriek in pain. She could feel his teeth breaking into the skin of her already hard nipples. Her nipple was now sore and began turning red. Hunter kept biting down on his mother’s nipple as deep as he could. Hearing her shriek in pain was music to his ears and he was getting harder with her screams. Tears of joy and pain simultaneously began flowing down the sides of her face, dragging down the eyeliner and mascara. He finally let her nipple go to observe and admire his work on her body.
His own mother, his 42 year old sexy mom, Jacinda, his slave, was lying naked with just the strings of her now torn camisole around her elbows, her body glistening with sweat, her gorgeous hair disheveled, a pretty bluish red mark on her neck, a stark red bite mark on her shoulder, her left nipple red and sore. He loved the sight of his sexy slave of a mother in this condition. Jacinda stared back at her son with a satisfied yet horny smile on her face. Hunter slowly pulled himself lower under her waist. He picked up both her legs, lifted them up, resting them on his shoulders and inserted his rock hard cock in his mother’s waiting, wet vagina.
