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'Real Mothers 12 Pack Bundle' features 12 naughty stories of mature, confident Moms deflowering their innocent virgin Sons in hot erotica encounters.  The cougars have targeted their prey and they're going for the kill!  Read as they tackle their Son's hard cocks like pros, getting exactly what they want and sometimes a little more!  Strictly Adults Only!Stories Include : 'Mom's Pride,' 'Mom Took My Cock In Her Ass,' 'Taking My Son's Cum,' 'Home Schooled In Sex,' 'Mommy's Masquerade,' 'Mommy's Motel Fuck,' 'Son, Take Off My Panties,' 'Mommy Nursed Him,' 'Mother's Milk,' 'Desperate to Fuck My Son,' 'Me & My Friend Fuck My Son' and 'I Had To Fuck My Son.'Read An ExcerptHe pushed it all the way to the back of my throat and I ate it lovingly, massaging his balls as they sat beneath my lips and pumping a tight fist over his length whenever I let it out of my mouth.I breathed heavily as I pumped his cock against my face, but I wasn't willing to stop there."Play with my pussy," I urged, opening my legs wide so he could get in at the bottom of my loose shorts.Paul obliged dutifully, searching beneath and finding my wet laced panties that he began to rub with those expert fingers of his.Before long he'd slid the crotch of them over, along with my shorts and was staring headlong in to my hairy, wet cunt as he began to finger it.I took his cock from my mouth now and quickly pulled my panties off, tossing them to the side and lying completely naked on his table.  I'd wager he hadn't imagined his first qualified massage going quite like this!"Fuck me, Paul," I breathed over his cock.  "I want you."I turned on the massage table now, pointing my glistening pussy at him and splitting my legs around him."Put that cock inside me," I snarled, causing Paul's eyes to light up.I looked to it and watched as he gripped his hand around his dick, guiding the pink, swollen crown towards my pussy as a torrent of blood pumped through him.He smoothed it up and down the wet crease of my lips, sliding it in slowly as my motherly warmth absorbed him inch by inch."Fuck, Mom," he said, watching his dick disappear in to my crease.  "That feels so good.""I know," I said, closing my eyes as my darling boy's cock filled me.Paul began to slam in to me now, clapping his hips against my big ass and spreading my sticky juices all over my pussy as he fucked them out of me, his cock white with my cum as he pumped it in to me.His hands reached forwards and continued massaging my breasts, still slick and slippery with the oil he'd used and thankful for the attention.My fingers ran down his front, feelings his abs below his t-shirt but still not satisfied."Take it off," I said and he obliged instantly, pulling it over his head and showing me those well-sculpted muscles of his.I followed the contours of them all the way down his body, my eyelids loose with ecstasy as my gaze fell towards his cock, watching it slam inside my core again and again with ceaseless energy.Soon I was a trembling, blissful mess, my jaw clenched and my stomach tense as the impending orgasm swelled inside me like some gargantuan wave.Paul seemed almost oblivious as he continued his pace, but soon I was moaning and writhing in front of him as it began to escape me."Oh, Paul," I cried, my hand running across my face.  "I'm coming, Paul!"

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'Real Mothers 12 Pack Bundle' features 12 naughty stories of mature, confident Moms deflowering their innocent virgin Sons in hot erotica encounters.  The cougars have targeted their prey and they're going for the kill!  Read as they tackle their Son's hard cocks like pros, getting exactly what they want and sometimes a little more!  Strictly Adults Only!

Stories Include : 'Mom's Pride,' 'Mom Took My Cock In Her Ass,' 'Taking My Son's Cum,' 'Home Schooled In Sex,' 'Mommy's Masquerade,' 'Mommy's Motel Fuck,' 'Son, Take Off My Panties,' 'Mommy Nursed Him,' 'Mother's Milk,' 'Desperate to Fuck My Son,' 'Me & My Friend Fuck My Son' and 'I Had To Fuck My Son.'

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Mom's Pride : Real Mothers 1

Mom Took My Cock in Her Ass : Real Mothers 2

Taking My Son's Cum : Real Mothers 3

Home Schooled In Sex : Real Mothers 4

Mommy's Masquerade : Real Mothers 5

Mommy's Motel Fuck : Real Mothers 6

Son, Take Off My Panties : Real Mothers 7

Mommy Nursed Him : Real Mothers 8

My Son Milked My Tits : Real Mothers 9

Desperate to Fuck My Son : Real Mothers 10

Me & My Friend Fuck My Son : Real Mothers 11

I Had To Fuck My Son : Real Mothers 12

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In a flash his shorts were down and his cock was free, my hand gripping around his long smooth length as everything stopped for a moment.

He stared down at me, speechless as his young virginal cock was released to me and I stared up in to his eyes.  I looked now to his dick, sucking air through my teeth as I thought about doing something crazy and then in one quick move I opened my mouth and thrust my head forwards.

My lips clasped around his flesh and Paul took a brief step back.  He breathed heavily, staring down at me as I lay open mouthed and wanting it.

I could see the conflict in his face and I hoped he'd make the right decision.  He stared at his freshly glossed cock and my mouth, wondering whether the two should collide again.

When he took a step back towards me I began to smile, but before it flourished my mouth was open and was full of his dick once more.

He pushed it all the way to the back of my throat and I ate it lovingly, massaging his balls as they sat beneath my lips and pumping a tight fist over his length whenever I let it out of my mouth.

I breathed heavily as I pumped his cock against my face, but I wasn't willing to stop there.

"Play with my pussy," I urged, opening my legs wide so he could get in at the bottom of my loose shorts.

Paul obliged dutifully, searching beneath and finding my wet laced panties that he began to rub with those expert fingers of his.

Before long he'd slid the crotch of them over, along with my shorts and was staring headlong in to my hairy, wet cunt as he began to finger it.

I took his cock from my mouth now and quickly pulled my panties off, tossing them to the side and lying completely naked on his table.  I'd wager he hadn't imagined his first qualified massage going quite like this!

"Fuck me, Paul," I breathed over his cock.  "I want you."

I turned on the massage table now, pointing my glistening pussy at him and splitting my legs around him.

"Put that cock inside me," I snarled, causing Paul's eyes to light up.

I looked to it and watched as he gripped his hand around his dick, guiding the pink, swollen crown towards my pussy as a torrent of blood pumped through him.

He smoothed it up and down the wet crease of my lips, sliding it in slowly as my motherly warmth absorbed him inch by inch.

"Fuck, Mom," he said, watching his dick disappear in to my crease.  "That feels so good."

"I know," I said, closing my eyes as my darling boy's cock filled me.

Paul began to slam in to me now, clapping his hips against my big ass and spreading my sticky juices all over my pussy as he fucked them out of me, his cock white with my cum as he pumped it in to me.

His hands reached forwards and continued massaging my breasts, still slick and slippery with the oil he'd used and thankful for the attention.

My fingers ran down his front, feelings his abs below his t-shirt but still not satisfied.

"Take it off," I said and he obliged instantly, pulling it over his head and showing me those well-sculpted muscles of his.

I followed the contours of them all the way down his body, my eyelids loose with ecstasy as my gaze fell towards his cock, watching it slam inside my core again and again with ceaseless energy.

Soon I was a trembling, blissful mess, my jaw clenched and my stomach tense as the impending orgasm swelled inside me like some gargantuan wave.

Paul seemed almost oblivious as he continued his pace, but soon I was moaning and writhing in front of him as it began to escape me.

"Oh, Paul," I cried, my hand running across my face.  "I'm coming, Paul!"

Mom's Pride : Real Mothers 1

Paul had wanted to become a masseur for the longest time.  It was on vacation when he was younger that he got the idea, seeing me get a massage in Bali and witnessing the joy and bliss that it gave me.  He hoped to be able to do the same for others.

Paul was an angel like that.  I guess that's how I raised him.  All he wanted to do was make people happy, and that fateful day he did much more than that with me.

He was nineteen when he qualified and he'd rushed up to me to tell me the good news.

"Mom," he cried, careening in to the kitchen in black shorts and a white polo shirt.  "It came!"

He held the certificate aloft as I walked over to him.  I could scarcely keep my smile on my face.  I was so happy for him.

"Congratulations, honey, I knew you could do," I said, pulling him close to my motherly figure and hugging him tight to my sweater.  I liked to wear it around the house but had taken to coupling it with these loose fitting shorts.  I wasn't gonna win a fashion show any time soon!

He rubbed my back as we hugged and even that felt incredible.  I'd always known there was magic in those hands.

"Thanks Mom, it feels really good, you know."

"Oh, I bet," I said, taking a step back and looking him up and down.  Paul had become quite the man in what felt like such a short space of time.  He was tall and athletic with clean features and shaggy blonde hair.  Some of my girlfriends often talked about the things they'd do to him and I had to constantly remind them that he was mine.

I'd never really thought of him sexually, or at least not consciously, but that day it all came flooding from me in a tremendous release and I wound up doing something very naughty indeed.

"So many things to do," Paul said, his eyes wandering as he envisioned his new career flourishing.

"I can think of one thing you need to do first," I said, smiling at him as I dried the dishes.

"What's that?"

"Treat your Mother to a massage," I laughed.  "What better person to do your first qualified massage on?"

He smiled and thought for a moment.  "Sure," he said after a brief hesitation.  "I'd love to."

I threw the dishcloth down on the table and clapped my hands.

"Let's do it!" I said with a pang of excitement.  I hadn't had a massage in so long.

"Okay, come on," he said,

Paul had his own massage room in the house that I'd treated him to, slowly accumulating items in there every birthday or Christmas that he would eventually move in to his own practice.  It had turned in to quite the professional setup.

I walked with him through the house, smiling as I watched the back of him guiding me towards a blissful rub down.

"After you," he said, opening the door and letting me in.

In the room his small fountain lapped water through it in relaxing waves and soft pan-pipe music could be heard coming from a hidden source.

"What kind of massage would you like?" he asked, cracking his fingers with a smile.

"Mmmm," I thought, like a child in a sweet-shop.  "Back massage?"

"Your wish is my command," he smiled.  "Take off your top and jump up here."

He said the words so innocently.  I stared at him a while, wondering if he'd realized what he'd asked of me, but when nothing came I figured I'd do as he said.

I pulled my red sweater over my head, with only my bra now between my full tits and my son's gaze.  He was tending to some of his oils but when he turned I noticed him do a double-take as he looked down at my sizeable charms.

He cleared his throat.  "Hop up on the table and put your face in the hole," he said, trying to maintain his professionalism.

I did as instructed but the quick movements were causing my breasts to move in all sorts of ways on my chest.  Paul looked for a moment and as a devilish smirk began to appear on his face he turned back to his table of oils and began selecting one.

I settled in to the table now, positioning my face on the hole like he'd said and awaiting his first touch.

Paul said nothing as his warm, oiled hands began to work my shoulders.  Almost in an instant I let out a long, heavy sigh and I could feel the tension lift from me immediately, my body giving in to his firm rubs and nimble fingers.

His hands ran over me seductively, whether Paul knew it or not and soon I was off on a day-dream, imagining them all over me.  At first they weren't my son's hands but another persons and this thought helped propel my emotions in to much more sexual territory than I would usually allow.

But in a firm snap of the fingers the person rubbing my back had been replaced again, and now I saw Paul's face and felt a bolt of adrenaline surge through me.

"Are you okay, Mom," he said.  "You feel a little tense suddenly."

"Just a muscle spasm, I guess," I lied.

I tried to become more relaxed but the harder I tried the more futile it seemed.  Whether I wanted to admit it or not I was having very sexual thoughts about my nineteen year old son and there was virtually no escape from them now.

Paul continued for a few minutes longer but my body stayed tense.

"You know," he said taking his hands off me for a moment, "it's a lot better if you take your bra off."

I stared down wide-eyed at the floor, thankful that he couldn't see my face right now.

"If ... if you want," he said.  "I can just get more done that way is all."

I probably stayed silent longer than I should have, but my mind was whirring and I didn't want to open my mouth and having something I'd regret come out of it.

"Sure," I said simply, trying not to let the nerves show in my voice.

He pulled the towel off me that covered my ass and I reached around for the clasp.

"I can get that," he said, blurring the lines between gentlemanly and perverse.

Before I could protest he'd popped it open, my full breasts being claimed by gravity in an instant as the bra fell.

I took it off my shoulders as demurely as I could, but as I moved I noticed Paul watching me in the mirror.

I stared as he gazed at my tits, biting his lip as my soft nipple became visible to him but suddenly he caught my eye and quickly returned back to his table.  Naughty Paul, I thought, but the fact that he seemed interested made me relax a little more.  I lay back down and waited.

His hands arrived on my back again, all slippery and warm with a smell of lavender filling the room.

"I think you're right, Paul," I said, breathing it in and exhaling deeply.  "This does feel much better."

Paul continued and as he did so he slowly became more adventurous, searching his hands along the side of my body and rubbing at the plump skin of my tits.

His hands wandered all over me, from the small of my back right the way up to my neck, down my arms and then up my rib cage over and over again, and each time he would get a little closer to a full on grope of my breasts.

My pussy had awakened by now, slowly filling with a wetness that was all of Paul's making, and he had absolutely no idea.

When he came around for his next swoop I decided I had to do something—I had to do something before my mind told me it was a bad idea.  I had to act now.

His hands cruised up the side of my body and approached my tits and as they did so I quickly moved my own and gripped his wrists, holding them in place and smiling down in to the floor as my confidence grew.

"You can massage those too if you like," I said simply and I held him there until he made the next move.

"Your ... your breasts?" he asked.

"I'd like that," I said, in a way that would want to make him please me.

He said nothing at first and I could sense the tremble in his hands as they stayed fast on my tits.

"Should I move on to my back?" I pressed.

Again he paused, but eventually answered.

"Yes," he said simply.

As I turned I caught his eye and saw the nervousness in him.  He swallowed hard as I lay back, taking in the full majesty of his mother's naked breasts as they lay within touching distance—and he would be touching them.

"It's okay," I said and grabbed his hand now.  "I'm just one of your clients."

As his confidence waned mine seemed to grow, until I began to lead the charge and instruct him to do my bidding.

He reapplied some more oil but this time he brought it over to the table, letting some of it run straight on to my tits before he began his work.

I looked down his body and noticed the protrusion at his crotch, his cock growing bigger by the second as he teased himself.

He seemed to come to a resolution and he reached out quickly, planting a hand on each breast and leaving it there for the moment.

"I'm just a client," I said again as my nipples began to rise beneath his hands.  He began to rub in the oil and my eyes closed softly, my pulse racing as my whole body turned in a flash.

I couldn't help but writhe on the table as he rubbed over me and I could sense him becoming more confident, letting my tits slip through his hands as he squeezed and massaged them, flicking his soft fingers over my stiff nipples and running the oil over the flesh of my stomach.

His hands moved all about me and soon his thumbs were teasing below the waist of my shorts, my hairy pussy starting to leak its juices in anticipation of what was to come.

I realized then that I'd decide I was going to fuck him.

Quickly my eyes opened and my hands darted for the waist of his shorts, trying to let my actions run ahead of my thoughts.

In a flash his shorts were down and his cock was free, my hand gripping around his long smooth length as everything stopped for a moment.

He stared down at me, speechless as his young virginal cock was released to me and I stared up in to his eyes.  I looked now to his dick, sucking air through my teeth as I thought about doing something crazy and then in one quick move I opened my mouth and thrust my head forwards.

My lips clasped around his flesh and Paul took a brief step back.  He breathed heavily, staring down at me as I lay open mouthed and wanting it.

I could see the conflict in his face and I hoped he'd make the right decision.  He stared at his freshly glossed cock and my mouth, wondering whether the two should collide again.

When he took a step back towards me I began to smile, but before it flourished my mouth was open and was full of his dick once more.

He pushed it all the way to the back of my throat and I ate it lovingly, massaging his balls as they sat beneath my lips and pumping a tight fist over his length whenever I let it out of my mouth.

I breathed heavily as I pumped his cock against my face, but I wasn't willing to stop there.

"Play with my pussy," I urged, opening my legs wide so he could get in at the bottom of my loose shorts.

Paul obliged dutifully, searching beneath and finding my wet laced panties that he began to rub with those expert fingers of his.

Before long he'd slid the crotch of them over, along with my shorts and was staring headlong in to my hairy, wet cunt as he began to finger it.

I took his cock from my mouth now and quickly pulled my panties off, tossing them to the side and lying completely naked on his table.  I'd wager he hadn't imagined his first qualified massage going quite like this!

"Fuck me, Paul," I breathed over his cock.  "I want you."

I turned on the massage table now, pointing my glistening pussy at him and splitting my legs around him.

"Put that cock inside me," I snarled, causing Paul's eyes to light up.

I looked to it and watched as he gripped his hand around his dick, guiding the pink, swollen crown towards my pussy as a torrent of blood pumped through him.

He smoothed it up and down the wet crease of my lips, sliding it in slowly as my motherly warmth absorbed him inch by inch.

"Fuck, Mom," he said, watching his dick disappear in to my crease.  "That feels so good."

"I know," I said, closing my eyes as my darling boy's cock filled me.

Paul began to slam in to me now, clapping his hips against my big ass and spreading my sticky juices all over my pussy as he fucked them out of me, his cock white with my cum as he pumped it in to me.

His hands reached forwards and continued massaging my breasts, still slick and slippery with the oil he'd used and thankful for the attention.

My fingers ran down his front, feelings his abs below his t-shirt but still not satisfied.

"Take it off," I said and he obliged instantly, pulling it over his head and showing me those well-sculpted muscles of his.

I followed the contours of them all the way down his body, my eyelids loose with ecstasy as my gaze fell towards his cock, watching it slam inside my core again and again with ceaseless energy.

Soon I was a trembling, blissful mess, my jaw clenched and my stomach tense as the impending orgasm swelled inside me like some gargantuan wave.

Paul seemed almost oblivious as he continued his pace, but soon I was moaning and writhing in front of him as it began to escape me.

"Oh, Paul," I cried, my hand running across my face.  "I'm coming, Paul!"

His inexperience was telling but not unwelcome.  While most guys would stop to admire what they'd created, Paul just went right on and continued fucking me, propelling my orgasm to heights and depths that I'd never experienced before.

The whole climax continued for well over a minute, my pussy trembling and contracting around that engorged cock of his, clamping tight around his girth and begging for his release.

Paul was a little more stoic in his ecstasy and I barely heard a peep until he pulled his cock out of me.

I looked down to see what was up and heard him let out a gasp as a long rope of cum leapt from his cock and lashed across my wet cunt.

"Put it inside me," I begged, quickly grabbing his erupting flesh and pulling it towards my slick hole.

He squirmed it inside as it continued to explode, shooting another rope over my pussy until it was deep inside me again and I could feel it twitching out the rest of his release, swelling as his cum pumped in to me.

I felt the warm jets shoot from him and deep in to my core and I closed my eyes with a satisfied sigh.

"There's a good boy," I said softly, stroking down his abs as they pumped out his seed.

"Oh, Mom," he cried, the last few ebbs dripping from his cock before he pulled out of me.

I rubbed a hand at my pussy and brought it to my mouth, watching his eyes as I licked his cum off my fingers.

"So nice," I said, rolling it around my tongue.

He watched me for a moment, his cock still twitching every so often as it began to calm, the act of taboo over for the moment.

Paul looked as though he didn't know what to do with himself now it was all over.

"Go and clean yourself up," I instructed, hoping it would break the fast-mounting after-sex tension.

He grabbed his clothes and skipped from the room, leaving me alone on his table with his seed buried deep inside me.

I lay back and enjoyed it for a moment, vowing to deal with the aftermath fully, once this euphoric wave had left me.  It never did.  In fact, Paul and I would go on to have many, many more adventures.

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THE END

Mom Took My Cock in Her Ass : Real Mothers 2

Fuck, it was a hot summer.  You know that thick heat that's just kind of stifling and you can feel it crawl down your throat whenever you breathe in?  Well that was what it was like at Mom's house in Florida that day.

I never really used the pool there much, but I figured it was going to be the only way of cooling down.

I didn't even know that Mom was home until I scooted out in to the yard in my board-shorts and saw her swimming in the pool.

"Hey, honey," she said, breast-stroking her way slowly across the water.

"Hey," I waved, looking over her body.  I rarely saw her with so few clothes on and taking it all in at once like that was kind of a special moment.

I found my eyes wandering as I daydreamed, drifting over her curves and plump ass as she worked her way across the pool.