[M4F] Matched with own mother, on a random dating app

"Ugnh... f-fuck... YES!" You cried.

Each thrust, each smack, you sunk even deeper into the depravity. You grew wetter, clenched ighter, breathed harder. I was at a steady rhythm, and I couldn't tell what was more pleasurable.

"Momma wants every drop of cum in every hole God drilled into her," you groaned back.

I was getting close. You knew how to play it, delicate, holding my off, edging me. It wasn't that I worried about going back to reality, that thought hardly occurred. No, I just wanted this to last forever. To stay in this smutty, sex-filled world, than return to my mundane day to day.

"You getting close, baby? You gonna cum already?"

As ai twitched and throbbed, and clumsily fooling around at your back door. Heard the spit. How Our sweaty legs rubbing together.

"Don't tease me, put it in my asshole, baby, fit it in!" You cried out, not caring about who could hear.
I slid out, and after a brief teasing, it popped right in. You knew how to take it, years of experience as a younger woman. I was clearly less experienced in this department. The cumulative effect of that and the thrust set you back over the edge.

Yiu also came. Harder. Your asshole gripped like a vice, squeezing the life out of my unprotected cock. You won't let me pull it out if I tried.
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We met online, an anonymous app for connecting older women with younger men, to mutual benefit. I want to understand what was going through your head. We've met multiple times already, both of our faces covered with masks, both of us masking our voices. Lying to our friends and family about what we're doing, why we're driving so long for just a night. Each time, a night of unending passion, fucking until the sun comes up.

You have no idea it's me. How could you? I live so far away, I can't even imagine you'd be into this sort of thing. Every night before we engage, you drink yourself into heat, head swimming in horny, alcohol infused bliss.Did the app do this to us? Is there a wider idea to connect mothers with their own sons, or is it just us?

When do you figure out? It certainly gets worse the sooner you realized, doesn't it? The sooner you knew the truth and kept seeing me. Maybe I've known since the start, catching onto little clues on your profile, connecting the dots, or I realize when we first met, may be I sneak a peek under your mask after we'd finished and you lay sleeping, the first, second, or even third time? Or did I only realize tonight, when my text to popped up on your phone?

Is it awkward to see me again, in those moments we visit as mother and son? How can you conceal what happened? Will you? Do you want to break things off? Just ghost me, and live as normal? Or are you conspiring on how to keep them going?

I want to understand where you think the story should go next, where your character fits in, and how fun it can be.
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Incest can be a bit of a kink, but if that's a problem, I'm open to discussing alternatives. I'm also open to playing with any trans individuals too, so if that fits you, feel free to reach out. Check my profile for a full list of kinks. Limits are any of the typical gross or illegal stuff, not interested, don’t ask.