Incest/Taboo The Return of the Gangbang Queen

The move was a hectic ordeal for Mark as he got reacquainted with the home he had left behind. The funeral had come and gone now all that as left was figuring out how he was going to live with his mother for the next two years. Every night since he had moved back in he was tormented by the sounds of his mother's moaning. After the third night he had given up resisting the urge to masturbate along with her. One, it prevented him from getting any sleep since their rooms were so close to one another. Two, he just couldn't focus during his class when all he wanted was to bend his mother over, and fuck her like she begged every night.

Late one afternoon after a tiring day of classes, Mark staggered into his new home, his book bag slipping from his shoulder in his exhaustion. Walking careworn to his room where he had added a few changes to a room that had remained untouched since his departure. Booting up his computer, he needed to add the finishing touches to his paper before he sent it off to his professor. Inserting his flash drive into the port running it through his a spell check after had insured that everything was right before sending it off. Yawning loudly as he noticed an hour had passed since he had gotten home.

Mark typed out a text message to his mother, telling her that he was going to take a sleeping pill, and not to wake him until the morning, when he noticed a strange new file on his desktop. Right clicking on it scrolling down and to the properties tab, raising an evybrow noting that it was added just a few minutes after he had left for school. Also, he noting that it was an mp4 file which pegged his interest. Blowing out a breath, he double clicked on the video.

"Hello sweetheart, " his mother said as the video begun to play. Pausing the video he eyed the see through pink negligee. Her light pink areolas complementing the material as his mother rested on her left arm, her toned smooth tan legs drawing his eyes northward to her hidden treasure. Shutting his door, sending his clothes flying across his room, if his mother had left it for him he wasn't about to let it go to waste. Ducking into his bathroom downing his pill he was at least going to go to bed happy.

Unplugging his laptop from the cables that anchored it in place, fishing for a used towel so he'd have something to catch his semen on, crawling naked onto his bed, positioning his laptop just so on the nightstand next to his bed. Mark tapped the mouse pad continuing the video.

"I told you I'd make you a video so you can wank that cock to your dirty mother," Sarah purred lustfully, as the spaghetti strap on her right shoulder fell down her arm. "So, what would you like for this horny bitch to do to her handsome son? Would you like for these lips of mine to bewrapped around that hard cock that you have tightly grasped in your hand?" she asked as her tongue ran along her painted lips. "Would you like to have my tongue running up and down that hard shaft? Circling your head, licking up all that pre-cum cum my naughty mouth brought to the surface." Mark nodded that was exactly what he wanted after the day he'd had.

"Or would you like for your sexy mom to spread these legs and ride that hard cock?" Sarah asked opening her legs slightly, giving her son a peek at her nether lips. "Wrapping my hot, wet cunt around that steel rod as I milk every last drop of cum out of you?" she asked sweetly, yet Mark knew a hungry predator laid behind those amber eyes. "What was that you want all of it?" Sarah asked in a shocked voice. "Baby are you sure you can handle all of your hot, horny mother?" she asked as she crawled towards the camera. Her left hand cupped her left breast as she posed herself at the edge of her bed; then running it down her side, to her ass, giving it a gentle smack.

"Would you like to be behind me pounding my cunt as I moan out in pleasure baby? Listening to me beg for release as you drive my mind insane as your rod stirs my womb like no one before you? What was that Mark I didn't quite catch that," Sarah said holding her hand to her ear. "What do you mean you're going to fill all my holes with that hot sticky cum," she said in shock, her hand covering her smiling lips. "My, aren't you a naughty horny boy wanting to stick that hard cock into your mother's ass," she said teasingly. "For you sweetheart mama will let you stick that hot rod deep into my ass," Sarah said blowing her a kiss. Mark watched as his mother reached down below the frame of the camera. As she rose back onto the bed, a nine inch long, thick dildo was within her hand.

"My, baby you're so hard," Sarah cooed as she laid on her stomach as she ran her nose up the length of the rubber phallus. "Would you like mama to suck on that hard cock?" she asked looking straight into the camera.

"Suck it bitch!" Mark hissed as he slowly stroked his cock. Mark's eyes widened in shock as his mother's neck bulged as she deep throated the dildo.

"I bet you didn't know your mother could do that," Sarah said winking at the camera. "Would you like to see it again?" Mark nodded vehemently that he did wish to see that rubber cock disappear down his mother's throat. "Mmm... baby I can feel you almost ready to cum," she said kissing the head of her dildo. "Would you like to shoot that hot load into my pussy? Oh, you would excellent! Now you hold still let mama take care of her sweet boy, but first don't you think I should get rid of this?" Sarah asked tugging at the hem of her negligee. "Ah, that's better don't you think?" she asked as her hands ran up her toned stomach, cradling her breast, tilting her head to the side as she toyed with her heavenly orbs for her son.

"You like it when mama plays with her tits for you? Gone on touch them sweetheart, squeeze them to your heart's content," Sarah said her muscles trembled just thinking of her son's touch, as her fingers ran through her raven hair; turning her head to the side smiling tauntingly as she peered out the corner of her eye. "Mark, I can't wait any longer I need to feel you deep inside me baby," Sarah said wantonly, positioning the head of the dildo at the entrance to her paradise.

"Oh, yes! God, Mark you're so deep," Sarah moaned out tossing her head back as she sank down onto the rubber phallus. "That's it baby fuck me! Pound my dirty cunt with that hard cock!" she growled as she glided along the toys length. "God, you're making my pussy so wet baby. I fucking love it! Oh, oh yes you found mama's clit," Sarah howled in pleasure as her left hand rubbed vigorously, on her throbbing pink bud. "You like watching your fucking slutty mother riding this cock don't you?" Sarah asked hungrily as she looked at the camera.

"I'm going to cum Mark! Make your mother cum baby! Don't fucking stop baby," Sarah moaned as her hips slammed down on her toy. "Yes! Yes, yes, fuck me Mark, ram that hard cock into my cunt! Make me your bitch for all time," she screamed out as her womb detonated, coating her hand, the dildo, and her comforter in her hot juices. Mark scrambled to grab his towel as his hot sperm shot forth from the tip of his cock.

Sarah arrived home at a quarter past seven giving enough time for her son's pill to take effect. She wondered if Mark had found the video she had placed on his computer, pondering if he had pleasured himself as she masturbated for him. Her keys clinked along the wooden surface of the table as she sat her purse down next to them. Years of coming home to an empty nest were over as she heard her son's light snoring drifting down the stairs. Sarah looked around her home recounting the memories that were stored within it.

Now that her son had returned home she was determined to make it fit for her King. A King that knew not of the Queen that would service him in ways he could yet comprehend. She knew of how much they had to repair, and she was determined to do just that no matter how long it took. Slipping out of her heels as she didn't want to inadvertently rouse Mark from his slumber. Not when she need to see it, to touch it, and if she was extremely lucky taste it. His manhood had plagued her mind all day while she toiled at her real estate job.

Sarah just couldn't keep her hands out of her panties when she thought back to the bathroom incident. She needed to have another taste of his cum. That was all that ran through her mind as she showed off three houses to prospective clients. When Mark had texted her about him taking his sleeping pill, she had the most devious thought that tickled her brain; a plan in, which she hoped to put into action as she near the top of the stairs. Sarah placed her shoes down on the floor by Mark's door. Thanking herself for oiling the hinges before hand as she inch his door open.

Her breath was stolen as her eyes feasted on the sight before her. Her son lay nude on top of his covers, it seemed to her that his medication had taken him while in the middle of his fun. Sarah noted how his right hand still grasped his soft cock. Instinctively licking her lips as she tiptoed into his room, picking up the soiled towel she could smell the faint hints of his recent ejaculation. Tossing the towel to the floor, slowly easing his hand off of his cock, hiking up her skirt as she eased herself onto his bed. Sarah blew softly along his member watching as it gave a light lurch.

"Suck it mom, suck that cock as if your life depended on it." Horrified that she had been caught, yet as she looked up Sarah had forgotten how Mark talked in his sleep when he was younger. It seemed to her due to his lack of proper rest, old habits were resurfacing. However, sleep talking or not, she was going to suck his cock. Looking up as her mouth hovered over his manhood her tongue guiding it into her waiting mouth. Sarah slowly, bobbed her head so not to wake her son. She wanted to keep this secret all to herself for as long as she could.

Her eyes rolling to the back of her head as she felt her son growing in her mouth. She had forgotten how his cock felt. The brief encounter they had two years ago, was far too short for her liking. Yet now she was going to take her time and enjoy the growing rod as it glided through her mouth. Running her tongue up the back of his cock as it rested on his stomach, Sarah's eyes flared with hunger as she saw Mark's precum dripping down onto his stomach. Her mind screamed in outrage for wasting such a precious gift. Moving his cock to the side, her tongue curled out savoring the tiny morsel. Moaning in her mind as the sweetness of it overpowered the salty nature of it. She had to have more of it.

Returning his cock back to her mouth, gooseflesh rose along her skin as his precum coated her tongue. Driving her lustful mind on to claim the true prize, that laid dormant within his body, only needing the right incentive to surge forth from it's hiding place.

"Oh, mom just like that," Mark mumbled in his sleep. "Such a slut you are sucking your son's cock with such skill." Sarah arched an eyebrow wondering just what kind of dream her son was having; and what exactly was she doing within his mind. However, she had something more pressing to contend with. Sarah kept an eye on the twitching of her son's cock as she didn't want to be caught unprepared when he shot his load. "Oh, god, mom yes that's it, right there, harder mama." She hoped she was doing what the image of her was doing as she followed his command. Her eyes shot wide as his hot cum erupted from his core, filling her mouth with that white ooze that she had hungered for for so long.

Holding it in her mouth as she scooted to her room, hastily digging through her drawers for her suction cup dildo she normally attached to her headboard when she felt more adventurous. Sarah hurrying into her bathroom feeling his cum starting to congeal in her mouth. Unzipping her skirt Sarah let it fall to the floor, turning on the faucet wetting the suction cup; she wiggled out of her panties, attaching the toy at the right height to her shower wall. Spitting half of his load out onto her hand to much and she knew it would only be a waste. Moaning out loud as she swallowed the rest of his semen as she coated the rubber phallus in his spank.

Lining her swollen lips up with the head of the dildo. Sarah needed to have her son's cum lining her folds, so when the time came it would know her King had finally came home.

"Fuck!" Sarah hissed as the two inch wide head spread her mound open. "Yes, that's it fuck me Mark!" her moan echoing off the shower walls as she thrust back. Her cunt swallowing the entire length of the toy in one go, and holding it there knowing how her womb was adsorbing all of his cum.

Three months had passed in the Potters household, while there was still some tension between mother and son. Sarah was pleased while there was still work to be done, Mark no longer shot her snarky one liners every other sentence. She even caught him watching her undress and when she exited her shower a few times. On one of those occasions she could have sworn he was rubbing his cock as she dried herself off. Not that she was complaining she had left her door ajar for that purpose. Sarah began to wonder just when he'd be ready to take her to bed.

Mark paced his room a few days later pondering what was wrong with him. His mind just couldn't stop from seeing his mother in a sexual light. Her naked body ran circles around his mind. Mark just couldn't stop himself from masturbating to her glorious body. Even now as he paced his room his cock stirred thinking how good his mother's mouth would feel sucking him off. The only thing that stopped him from his meandering thoughts was the ping of his messenger app.

"Hi Mark, how are you?" Sarah sent out the text as she stopped for lunch.

"Not good," Mark sighed loudly.

"Why what's going on sweety?"

"Promise you won't freak out or call me names?"

"Of course not, why would I?" Sarah typed out genuinely, concerned about her son's state of mind.

"Because I think I want to fuck my mother. I just can't get her out of my mind," Mark typed out as he sank down onto his bed. Sarah's heart raced as she fought herself from releasing a primal moan as her son's words settled in her mind. Finally after months of waiting she got the confirmation she had been waiting for. Now all she needed to do was give him a little push in the right direction.

"I see; that is quite the revelation Mark. So tell me why you feel like you need to have sex with your mother? Is this more of just fucking or is there something deeper to it?" Sarah hated herself for having to be the voice of reason. When all she wanted to do is tell him that he should just tell her to get on her knees, and suck his cock that she hungered for. "Can I tell you something?"

"Sure, you see that's the problem I don't know anymore," Mark typed out with a sneaky smile. He had figured out little over a month ago who Catherine truly was. Since then he had been dropping hints all over the place about what he thought about his mother.

"Before I went off to college my father was a very lonely man at the time, and well, he took care of me without a care for his own needs. So I watched as the years wore on and still he was lonely. That was until my eighteenth birthday when I went to his room late that night and gave myself to him. Oh, how he tried to push me away until I took his hand, and inserted his fingers into my virgin cunt. We fucked and fucked until the sun rose over the horizon two days later. So I know how you feel wanting to have sex with your own parent." Mark knew the story was a lie yet he didn't call his mother out on it. Seeing how his mother was an orphan and never once being placed with an adopted family. "So have you talked to your mother about this?"

"No, not yet! However, I think I will once she gets home. I'm going jump off here, I need to study for this exam, talk to you later." Mark lied yet he couldn't allow his mother to catch on to what he had in store for her once she came home.

Sarah's eyes glanced at the clock, as she waited for the couple that was scheduled to view the house she was currently showing. Her foot tapped the floor in her impatience. Sarah wanted ever so desperately, to rush home, strip down to the most revealing attire she had, and taunt her son into giving into his desire to ram his hard cock into her horny cunt; a cunt that had been deprived for far too long ofthe one cock that would forever be welcomed within her mound.

"Yes, hello, this is Ms. Potters," Sarah said politely into her phone. "Oh, is that so I see, yes let me see," she said opening her day planner all the while grinning madly. Now she didn't have to suffer in want, as she showed off the house. "Yes, Friday will be fine say nine o'clock? Excellent I'll see you then. Oh, no worries these things happen you take care now," Sarah said locking up the house as she ended the call. As she hurried to her car and tossed her planner into the passenger seat. Only one thing was on the forefront of her mind, she was going to have sex with her son; how little did she know she had fallen into her son's month long plan.

"Hey baby, my appointment got canceled I'll be home in thirty minutes." Sarah typed out sending her son a text before she pulled out of the driveway.

Mark sat in the darkened living room waiting for his mother to arrive. He felt strange sitting naked on the leather lounge chair. The house was eerily silent as his fingers drummed along the armrest of the chair. His heart jumped to his throat as he heard his mother's car door close. No. He couldn't be apprehensive not now, not when his mother drew near. This time it was going to be on his terms not his mother's as it had been two years ago.

"Why is it so dark in here?" Mark heard his mother ask herself.

"In here mom," Mark called out to her. With his eyes having adjusted to the twilight atmosphere, smirking as his mother navigated the room by touch.

"Mark? What's going on? Why aren't there any lights on," Sarah asked startled as a single light came on with the sound of a clap, bathing only her form as she stood in the light radius the floor lamp cast along the floor.

"There is your light mother," Mark said calmly. "Now strip!" he said in a commanding voice.

"What!" Sarah said confusingly having been caught off guard.

"I said strip woman! I want to see that fucking body that you have been teasing me with," Mark said loving how the shadows hid most of his form. Sarah's mind raced trying to get on an equal footing with her son. Yet as she looked around the room it appeared that her son had been planning this for some time.

"Mark sweetheart I am more than willing to do that, yet can we not go to my room and I'll make it memorable," Sarah said trying to catch a glimpse of her son.

"No, you will disrobe," Mark said his voice rising. Mark's hand moved to his cock, stroking along it's length as he watched as his mother peeled off her clothes. "Now use the lamp as a pole and show me just how fucking much you want your son's cock!" Mark's cock stood painfully erect for the past ten minutes, as he watched as his mother preformed lewd acts on the makeshift pole. "Hmm... I think that deserves a reward don't you?"

"Yes, it does baby!" Sarah said nearly squealing at what her son had in mind. Squinting against the light from the lamp, so she could see the faint movement of his arm. Sarah's eyes shot wide as she viewed her naked son. Her mouth watered as she watched the twitching of his hard cock beating in time with his pulse.

"You want to suck this cock don't you mother," Mark said drawing out the word, grabbing his hard rod by it's base giving it a little shake to entice his mother.

"Very much so," Sarah said breathlessly, as she rested her head against the lamp post.

"Then shake it for me," Mark said with a smirk as he powered on the sound system. The Cult's 'Fire Woman' thumped through speakers encouraging his mother to perform. Mark wasn't disappointed as his mother danced with renewed vigor; her eyes never left his body. Her hips shook and swayed as she danced her way over to her son as the song drew to a close. Spreading his legs, resting against the armrest watching as his mother sank to her knees, her focused intently on his rod as he gave it a few soft strokes. Removing his hand Mark gave his mother a slight nod.

Sarah attacked his cock with a passion. She didn't realize that her son's hand rested on the back of her head until she noticed how much time had passed. Her body just couldn't get enough of his steel rod before she engulfed his rod once again. Peering up at Mark, her primal side rolling in pleasure as her son watched intently as she sucked down his member. Sarah was quite surprised that Mark hadn't blown his load yet. Sarah sent a silent prayer to Beverley for teaching her son, yet she had wanted his first load down her throat.

"My, you really must love my cock," Mark said as his mother stopped in her task. Looking up at him with his cock still firmly lodged in her mouth, then slowly easing back, making sure he was watching how her lips looked as they moved along his shaft.

"You have no idea how long I have waited for this son. To have this cock back inside my mouth, my tongue lashing your head," Sarah said flicking out her tongue to prove her point. "I have to know," she mused as she rubbed his cock along her left cheek. "Is this all you're willing to do with your naughty mother?" Sarah asked yet wondering if she was going to enjoy that sinister smile on his face.

"Oh, what exactly are you asking for mother?" Mark asked his eyes glancing up at the coffee table, wondering if it would support his mother's weight.

"I'm asking," Sarah said taking a dry swallow wondering if Mark had this planned all along. "If you are going to fuck me?" she asked looking up with doe like eyes. "Please, Mark, don't make me beg to be stuffed by this lovely cock," Sarah said pouting as her hand worked his cock.

"Then you might need this," Mark said reaching over to the couch taking one of the pillows that rested against the armrest. Sarah looked dumbfounded between her son and the pillow; she had no earthly clue what he meant. "Get on the table and assume the position," he said smiling devilishly at his mother. "That is if you want your son to fuck that cunt of yours."

Sarah snatched the pillow from his hand. She wasn't about to give up this chance to finally have a real cock in her after nearly a year and a half of drought. Placing the pillow on the coffee table slowly climbing onto the top of it, she hoped that it would hold out while her son pounded her ass. Sarah wiggled her ass for her son knowing how her glistening lips shone in the soft white light.

"Is this how you want me baby?" Sarah asked looking over her shoulder, biting her lip as Mark rose from his seat. Watching from the corner of her eye at how his cock bounced with every step he took, her skin heated as she felt his hand skimming along her right ass cheek. Gasping as his head danced along her starving lips; shuddering as her son teased her ruthlessly as he ran his cock head through her lips, than smacking her clit with his hard tool. "Stop teasing me baby and fuck me!" Sarah growled impatiently.

"Oh, I plan on it," Mark said bending forward his free hand running along her side before taking a handful of his mother's hair. "Catherine," he whispered into her ear as he thrust hard into his mother's cunt. Laughing madly at his mother's shocked gasp while his hips pumped his cock through her tight folds, "Fuck mom you're tighter then I remember," Mark moaned as her hot, wet canal tightened around his steel rod.

"I know baby I did it for you," Sarah said through heavy breaths as she listened to the smacking of his balls. "God, yes, right there, don't stop baby!" she moaned loudly as her molten channel yielded to his might. Sarah gripped the edges of the table as her muscles began to tremble. Her eyes flew wide in primal hunger as she felt the sting of her son's hand on her taut ass. "Yes! Spank your fucking slutty mother Mark! Make my ass yours sweetheart!"

"I thought it already was," Mark grunted as his mother's canal tightened rapidly around his cock. "Wasn't that the reason for the video, the teasing you thought I didn't pick up on, the way you left your door open so I might catch a glimpse of you in the buff?" he asked letting go of her hair reaching beneath her cupping her right firm breast, arching an eyebrow when he felt the implant. "I wondered if these were fake," Mark said twerking his mother's nipple. Mark heard his mother's lustful purr that emanating deep from within her chest as he continued to teasing the hard pink button.

"Well...I wanted to make my body as tight as I could for you Mark," Sarah stammered as she felt her womb building and building taunting her with her first orgasm. "Fuck!" she cried out as her son thrust hard into her overflowing canal. "Yes, Mark, make this bitch cum!" Sarah yelled as euphoria flooded her mind. "That's it give your mother that dick!" she begged collasping face first onto the table as her quivering muscles failed to keep her up right. Sarah grinned madly, as she heard his frantic grunts as her cunt clamped down on glorious cock. "Baby are you about to cum will you shot that hot cum all over your whorish mother's face?" Sarah asked pleading with him.

"Then get on your knees then mother," Mark said hissing as he slowly withdrew from her hot mound. Sarah wasted no time obeying his command. Tilting her head back, opening her mouth as Mark jacked his hard cream coated cock inches from her face. Sarah's mind screamed out in joy as those white salty strings shot out coating her face in her son's cum.

"Mmm...yummy," Sarah said her tongue running through the strings she could reach, her eyes glanced to his face then to his deflating cock then back again. She didn't give Mark a chance to object before she engulfed his manhood. Licking it clean of her sex and the last vestiges of his spunk. "So, does this mean you're willing to keep fucking me?" Sarah asked after his cock left her lips in an audio pop. She knew just the one time was never going to be enough for her.

"Are there going to be any more gangbang parties?" Mark asked looking down at his mother.

"No, baby you're the only one I want," Sarah said softly as her hand ran up Mark's leg. "I want to be your bitch for all time, Mark. I told you this in the video I made for you."

"Well, then I think you need to make dinner you're going to need your energy," Mark said watching that predatory look returning to his mother's eyes.

"Dinner it is then we'll retire to my room," Sarah said her fingers running along his jaw as she sashayed into the kitchen.
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