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Caught in the Act (AViolentstorm X DangerousDanielle2)

Aviolentstorm

Meteorite
Joined
Jan 25, 2017
Location
The Southern States
"Yeah man call me later tonight..gotta knock out this History project and grab some dinner." Thomas slid his phone back into his basketball shorts, wiping off the heavy wave of sweat that poured down his cheeks. Every muscle in his body felt tight, making even the slightest action of unlocking the front door a challenge.

Normally he would be greeted by the sounds of his mother doing some sort of task around the house; sorting laundry, yelling at him for his room being a mess, putting up groceries....or sometimes, god forbid, yapping on the phone to her BFFs. They were all hot as fuck, but damn they got to be so catty sometimes. Today though, Thomas heard something he thought he would never hear...the loud sounds of moans coming from his mothers room.

Fuck that, I am out...man wait until I tell Tim about this.... Thomas put his sweaty hand around the cool metal handle of the door and paused, his heart pumping harder than a race-car redlining. On second thought...a little peek couldn't hurt. He dropped his gym bag and slowly made his way to the doorway of his mothers room, slowly peeking around the corner, the loud guttural sounds of pleasure getting louder in his ears.
 
Veronica kept glancing at the bedroom door. The last thing she wanted was for her son Thomas to barge in....he wouldn't understand that his mother has needs of her own.
Her ex husband sure as hell didn't understand, that was for sure. For years, the only sex they had was missionary, the 'slam-bam' method that always seemed to leave her almost as unsatisfied afterwards as before. The only kind of foreplay he knew was to talk dirty....hell, he never even tried to mount her on his lap!
The judge granted her full custody of their one and only son but as the years progressed and Thomas became a teenager, Veronica felt he was grown up enough to no longer require her hovering over him. She picked up more hours at the company she worked for, partied and chatted with her BFF's and dated.

The vast majority of men were almost as vanilla as her ex, but there was one guy....think of the book '50 shades of Grey'....
Before he went back to his wife, Veronica spent many hours gagged and bound.
But that was a long time ago and she was once again feeling unfulfilled, both sexually and emotionally.

The 30 year old brunette stripped, laid on her bed, put her panties in her mouth for a gag and pretended to be raped. She left the laptop open on that bondage pic she was looking at, grabbed a dildo and a vibe and went to town on herself, her 38dd tits swaying as she masturbated.

What she failed to notice was her door slowly and silently opening.....
 
What really sent him over the edge was the smell of hunger that washed over his senses. That coupled with the image of his mothers hands violently thrusting her toys in and out of her eager holes was enough to cause a hard ache in between his legs...the hunger to fuck outweighing the morality of the situation before him. He was frozen in the moment, his ears savoring the muffled cries, his eyes locked in on his mother's legs; wet with sweat and her own excitement....that voice of reason quickly died to the dark need that Thomas felt deep inside.

He pushed his way through the door and pulled out his phone, his fingers trembling over the big red button before hitting record. Yes, no turning back now. Thomas watched his mother through the screen of his phone, further distancing himself from their relationship. She was no longer his maternal caretaker, she was a slut. A hungry fucking whore that needed to be put in her place.

"Oh someone is being a very very bad girl." He said, letting his hand fall down under his clothes, finding the hard shaft that throbbed underneath. "Wonder what my friends would think if they knew my mother was such a fuck slut?" He circled around her like she was prey, his phone still capturing her every move.

"Don't you dare fucking stop....Now I know you have more toys than this...where are they mother?" He left a strong emphasis on the last word, mocking the very definition of the word. "No don't tell me...I bet I can figure it out." He turned off the phone and looked down to the side of her bed, his eyes catching site of an open box of various things he had only seen in porn. He reached down and grabbed a ball gag from the box and quickly pounced on his mothers sweaty frame, pinning her down on her back, his legs pushing down against her arms. "So you like to be gagged like little piggy?"

He pulled his mothers saliva soaked panties from out of her mouth, casually running them across his nose before shoving the red ball down hard across her mouth, not giving her time to answer.
 
Veronica was still in erotic bliss when her son silently crept into the room.

Suddenly, her eyes opened only to see Thomas hovering over her.....behind her....around her....

OH MY GOD THOMAS!" she exclaimed....she felt the blood rush from her face, her eyes wide open in fear and embarrassment.....she was so shocked at seeing him that her legs were still open, a vib still humming away in her pussy.
"Don't you dare call me names," she said, more in anger now than humiliation....she reached for a robe, anything to cover herself.....

"I.....I don't know what your'e talking about," she replied when he asked for her toys. "Now, get out of my room and I'll.....I'll try to forget you were in here..."

Mother was suddenly pinned down as she tried unsuccessfully to cover herself....he leaped on her like a tiger, quickly jamming her own ballgag in her mouth....

"MMMMMMMPH!!!"....."MMMMMMMPH!!!"
 
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