Make A Woman Out Of Me
Experimenting with a new incestuous combination. I've never thought of doing mother/son before. I hope you enjoy!
Amanda chuckled to herself as she lifted a small pawful of popcorn to her mouth. Spread out on a recliner by the couch, she tuned in to a mildly amusing romantic comedy. The youthful mare was approaching forty, but she looked no older than thirty.
The brown horse had a slender stomach, despite the three children she'd birthed, modest breasts and a curvy waist. Her long, dark brown hair fell down her side in a ponytail. Saturday had always been her day off, no more housework had to be done, all three of her children were out and her husband was working.
In her busy schedule balancing chores, working and looking after her kids, she cherished every minute of 'me time' she could get. Just as the film was reaching it's rather predictable climax, her middle child appeared behind the glass pane of the back door.
His rugby uniform had been a pristine white before he'd left for practice, but now it was covered in dirt. He moved to open the door. "No you don't, James." She paused the film and glared at him. "You are not tracking those disgusting shoes through my living room." He said nothing, stared back at her with an aloof look and kicked them off.
"Can I come in now, mom?" Amanda nodded and her son slid the door open. The seventeen year old had his father's fur and mane the body of his father too; toned, broad and tall. James moved to sit on the couch beside her but was stopped again by his mother.
"Your uniform is filthy, you're not sitting on that couch." He sighed, growing a little frustrated with his mother. "I just finished cleaning this place." Without warning he pulled his sweaty, dirty shirt off his chiseled torso and slid his shorts down his thick legs.
In that moment, Amanda found herself without words and without breath. It had been several years since her husband had looked anything like that. He was wearing only a jockstrap that was filled to its limit. A little bit of his darker pubic fur stretched above the band of the undergarment. He sighed when he caught her staring at him.
She thought that she'd been made in a moment of weakness, but instead he turned away and headed in the direction of the laundry. She sighed in relief and watched his firm butt as he left the room.
With James out of sight, she unpaused the movie and tried to flush the thoughts from her head. As he returned, just as naked as before. He flopped onto the couch beside her recliner. After a few minutes, the film came to a sex scene. It wasn't very explicit and simply transitioned from dialogue to vague shots with cliched sex music.
Nondescript though it may have been, it brought thoughts better left forgotten back to Amanda's mind. She looked over at James and paid close attention to his crotch. It seemed a little more swollen than when she last stole a glance.
From the angle she was in, she looked down his chest and noticed that the waistband sat about an inch off his stomach, offering her a little peak into his underwear. A snort alerted her to the fact that her son was asleep. She stood suddenly, intent on retreating to her room for a cold shower to calm herself down and distance herself from her son.
As she left she spied back at him one last time. She learned then that the waistband wasn't the only elastic barrier that couldn't hold what her son was packing. One of his large testicles slipped out the side of his underwear.
She couldn't hold back any longer. She snuck over to his sleeping form and tried to lift the waistband of his jock up. The heat of his appendage radiated against her finger as she pried the fabric away.
The flat tip of his equine penis was sitting just beyond the confines of his sheath. His balls sat like two big orbs, hanging beneath his sheath. Boldened by her arousal, Amanda reached out and took a pawful of his balls. Fondling them in her hand, she noticed his penis stirring from its hiding place.
It grew quickly, flopping to the side when it reached halfway. Amanda ignored her son's movements as she picked up his limp member and began stroking it. She opened her mouth and took the growing member into the hungry maw. She'd been sucking dick since her mid-teens and she hadn't lost touch at all.
Like all horses, Amanda lacked a gag reflex and that always helped when her lips were parted around a man's cock. Having not performed a blow job in almost a year, she eased herself into it, letting her son's cock grow as she hid it away in her muzzle.
Moments later, she was inhaling the scent of sweat from the mess of pubes that decorated his sheath. She held her position at the base of his cock, looking up at his sleeping face. His eyes crept open and spread wide when they beheld what was happening. Before he could protest, she began performing like the champion cocksucker she had always been.
He opened his mouth to say something, but flopped his head back at the oral ministrations. "Oh, fuck." he groaned. She couldn't tell whether it was out of pleasure or stress about the situation. She didn't wait for his approval and kept deepthroating the impressive horse cock.
He submitted completely to her attention. She pulled off his cock and gave his balls a lick. Stroking up and down the thick rod, she took each of his sweaty orbs into his mouth separately, He sat up and slid closer to his mother as she straightened up.
He kissed her suddenly and passionately; his tongue dancing over her own. Blindly, he unbuttoned her shirt and slid it down her arms. He unhooked the bra effortlessly and separated from her. He reached out with both hands and took hold of her breasts. They filled his grip nicely.
One of his paws ventured southward as she stroked his cock. He unbuttoned her jeans and slipped a paw into her panties. "Oh, James." she moaned as he massaged her clit. She was already hot and wet and ready to go. She stood, separating the muscular hand from her lustful cunny.
She slipped her jeans down her legs, leaving her only in a pair of wet panties that did little to hide the curves and crevices of her pussy. He laid diagonally on the couch; one leg hanging off the edge, the other extended along the length of the couch. She sat directly on his thighs, her covered pussy rubbing against his big, thick cock.
She gently rocked back and forth, smearing her juices on his throbbing member. "So much bigger than your father..." she said in a deeper voice as she rose; rubbing a line of slick juice along the underside of his shaft. When she reached the top of her ascent, she pressed the tip of his cock against her pussy through the fabric, in an attempt to tease him a little.
In the end, she simply teased herself. It had been months since she'd had a penis in her that was warm and not artificial. She stood over him and let her panties fall. His eyes widened when his mother's pussy came into sight. Looking at her cunny alone, you'd never think that she'd birthed a single child, let alone three big foals.
She sat on him once again; this time on his stomach, her ass against his rock hard cock. She joined her hands behind his head and looked into his eyes. "Ever done this before, handsome?" She grinded her ass against his cock to keep him stimulated. He reached his hands around and took hold of her ass. "Once or twice." She leaned down and kissed him deeply. She could feel his tip growing closer to the underside of her tail as she bent down.
"I bet you've never had a woman like me." She teased his cock before lifting back up, rubbing her breasts with both paws. "How about we change that?" The words rolled out of his mouth like thunder and all of the switches in Amanda's mind flipped. She didn't want to tease him anymore, she couldn't go another second without feeling his cock inside her.
She lifted up just enough for his cock to reposition under her. He guided it for her and gave her a nod to descend. The moment his tip struck her opening, she took in a sharp breath and felt a tingling burst from her pussy all the way through her body. As her son's penis began spreading her apart, her mouth opened, her tongue lolled out and words escaped her.
Each inch that sank into her body pushed her further into bliss. She groaned as she reached the end with him; his two big orbs resting beneath her butt. She hadn't lied about James being bigger than his father, he had at least two inches on his old man.
He stared incredulous at their union; immediately above his pubic fur was the clitoris of his mother. Neither of the other women he'd been with were able to take him nearly that far. His hands slid up her body until they held her just above the hips.
He watched her face; her eyes hadn't opened since he'd entered her. "You ready, beautiful?" Amanda said nothing, holding herself back from moaning uncontrollably. He started moving beneath her; rolling his hips back and then forth into her well-used pussy. She couldn't hold her moaning in. When her mouth opened, what came out were squeaks that trailed off into faint moans,
As he built up momentum, she broke. A loud cry echoed through the thankfully empty house. The tight muscles that held his dick in place tightened rhythmically. Her cries shook the foundations of the house but never managed to fully form words. She'd attempted her son's name several times, but each time it just trailed off into a wordless moan.
He could feel her growing wetter as he continued to thrust upward. Once her cries quietened down, she began riding him back, but not for the same reason he was. She could feel something. Something distant, just beyond her grasp and each time his cock sunk into her, she felt it get a little closer before fading away.
She slammed down on him and held herself there; pinning him against the cushions. For the first time in her life, she experienced true bliss. It felt as though she was experiencing every orgasm she'd ever had all at once. Her organ clenched down on him tightly, almost too tightly, and her entire body stiffened.
A moment of pride swept through James' mind. He'd made a woman cum twice without even so much as licking her pussy. The other two girls required laborious tongue lashings. Not that he was complaining either way.
In synchronisation with her body's pulses, she grew intensely wetter. The juices from her pussy poured forth in shots and soaked her son's crotch. Lost in the moment and in each other, neither gave a thought to the mess they were making on the couch.
Unlike most of her previous orgasms, when the peak of the sensations tapered off, she never fell into the afterglow. It was as though her son's constant movements held the afterglow at bay, suspending her in a perpetual bliss.
Her muscles relaxed and she fell forward, her head resting beside his as he continued to mate her like the slutty mare she was. She felt his heavy but focused breaths on her shoulder as she moaned softly into his ear. Her sensual voice filled his ear with compliments and lascivious comments.
"I think about you..." she moaned as he thrust a series of rapid humps into her sopping cunny. "In the bath." She stretched out her moan. "When I'm alone in bed." He spread her cheeks apart and pumped a quick succession of hard thrusts into her.
"Make a woman out of me, James." He thrust deep into her and huffed in exhaustion. She thought he was done, despite not feeling the hose-like cumshot she knew was to come. He pushed her gently, urging her to climb off him. Feeling a little disappointed, she reluctantly climbed off.
His cock slipped out her with a wet squelch and left her feeling emptier inside that she did before he'd fucked her brains out. She spied that his cock was unflared, which still meant he had a cumshot left in him. He gestured to the floor and she knew exactly where he was going with it. She got down on her knees, facing away from him and let herself fall forward onto her hands.
Amanda held her tail away and shook her hips in beckoning to him. Her stretched, wet pussy winked at him seductively. He dropped to his knees behind her and steadied his twitching member. With his orientation correct, he pushed himself back inside his mother.
The heat hugged his cock tight as he pushed it in as far as the position would allow. He reeled back and thrust. He wasted no time in building back to his rapid thrusting pace. He held her waist tightly as he mated his new mare. The scent of her arousal rose up from their union and fueled his instinctual habits.
Before him sat the sexiest woman he'd ever been interested in, the best pussy he'd ever felt wrapped around his penis and he was about to fulfil his primal desire and mate with a real mare. "Oh, Amanda," he growled as he furiously mated her willing hole.
He could feel it approaching, the moment he'd been waiting for since his eyes had crept open on the scene of his mother deepthroating his cock. A moment he never could have even imagined to become reality. He was about to empty his load into his mother.
A moment of clarity came to Amanda between sexual groans and the slapping of big balls against her legs. "James, pull out. I'll finish you off with my mouth." She pleaded to her son, but he kept slamming his cock into her depths. "Please." She moaned as he bottomed out in her. "James, pull out now or I'll ground you!" She said in desperation; she hadn't grounded James in years.
He stopped thrusting, leaned over her back and whispered in her ear. "Ground me." He thrust a final time and by then it was too late. He'd pushed past the point of no return and was moments away from filling his mother with young stallion seed.
She felt it erupt like a hose inside her. Each shot of cum was fired like a liquid rocket into her deepest reaches. She even felt the textured rod throbbing inside her as it unleashed a barrage of seed. He didn't stop or even move a voluntary muscle until he'd finished what he started.
He collapsed on top of her and the pair fell onto the rug beneath. "James." She panted. "You little fucker." He chuckled at her half-angered half-afterglow tone. "I love you." He readjusted himself and she felt like he'd somehow pushed further into her. "I love you too, Mo- Amanda." He reached around to gently massage her breasts as the two enjoyed the heat of each other's bodies while they could.