Depraved Logic

[Depraved]

Disclaimer: Fiction.

I wanted to practice writing from the female perspective a bit. There is quite a bit of internal dialogue involved. Let me know if it tends to be mixed up with real dialogue.


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Depraved Logic

I should probably say up front that I absolutely did not plan for all of this to happen.

My name is Amberlyn Chua. I first met my husband in college and we went through our uni years as friends. We hung out with the same clique and each had our own partners at the time. It wasn’t until we graduated that we started dating.

We were both no stranger to sex. By the second date we ended up in bed together. It was inevitable. We were both young, attractive, and horny. We kept things fun and spicy for a month or so.

And then I got pregnant.

If you ask my husband, Roy, he will still deny knowing how it happened. I, however, knew exactly how it happened. It was during the time we got back from Cheryl’s party and he got drunk-horny. After some heavy petting and kissing, he was ready to take me there and then in the hallway. I specifically remember mentioning for him to put on a condom and hearing him grunt in agreement. I don’t think he put one on however, something he still vehemently denies.

Regardless, I got a bun in my oven, rings were exchanged, and then vows. Voila! Married at the age of 20.

Now I know a lot of folks who regret getting married too soon, but I can’t say I have much to complain about married life. We both had good jobs with stellar advancements and each pulled in a substantial salary. We still go out to parties and socialize with friends several times a week. Our son was a saint and just a real treat to raise. He mostly takes after me, the boy. As such he was always closer to me than his father. We named him Jonathan, or Jon for short.

Before I knew it, a decade has flown by and then some. Roy and I were now 36 years old. Still young and hip, mind you. Our son, Jon is 16, and a rather strapping young man by his own right, if I do say so myself.

I’ve always been one to prioritize appearance and it’s not all for vanity sake. As an independent professional woman, it is more important than ever to look my best at every occasion. First impressions are forever, is what they say.

I’m considered tall-ish, for a girl, but still a head shorter than Roy. I work out religiously three times a week to maintain my figure and energy levels. Judging from compliments and a lot of unsolicited attention from other men, I am considered real ‘ciao’ babe. I wear my hair straight and long, tying it into a ponytail only when I need to. Otherwise I just comb it back past my shoulders. Sometimes I dye it to achieve a reddish-brown tint, but these days I keep it all natural black. I have a modest c-cup rack, but my best assets, in my opinion, would be my long legs, where I’ve put in a lot of work to achieve its perfectly sculpted flair.

I’m a rather straightforward person. Some would call me a bitch, but then I would usually catch those people staring after my ass. My point is, I don’t like to beat around the bush. So here’s what happened.

It was a dark and stormy night. It was just me and Jon in the condo that night. Roy was at a conference across the Pacific. We were watching a movie together. My son and I were very close so we cuddled under one blanket and fed each other popcorn. I was dressed simply in shorts and a singlet while my son wore shorts and T-shirt.

The movie was boring and I was having more fun chatting and teasing Jon. I’ve been harboring the suspicion that my son has a girlfriend but he has been dodging the topic for weeks. All I could do was tease him about it whenever I could and wait for him to slip up with some details.

My teasing slowly progressed to playful poking and pretty soon we were laughing and wrestling each other on the carpet. I know it sounds cliche but Jon ended up on top of me. Our gaze met, and we had a moment.

I suddenly realized my son wasn’t a kid anymore.

The moment passed, and Jon suddenly leaned in and kissed me on the lips.

Wow, I thought. Absolutely not a kid anymore.

Was I angry? Ehhh... I guess. More surprised than anything really. Definitely impressed by his boldness though. Also, kinda curious? Maybe that’s why I him kissed back.

So there I was, french kissing my own teenage son. And I must say, he was a really good kisser. I absolutely knew it! My boy must have had a girlfriend to practice on. Which is besides the point, but still!

I must have lost myself playing with Jon’s tongue because when I came to, I realized he was groping my breasts.

Surprisingly, he was pretty good in fondling breasts as well. Eager, but gentle and tender. Light teasing around the nipples. Not like a nervous inexperienced virgin at all. Now I’m really curious about the girl who took away my boy’s innocence.

Oh dear Amberlyn, I thought to myself, isn’t there a more pressing issue here?

Jon released me from the kiss. “Mum... may I?” He asked.

My, what a gentleman.

“Just be gentle,” I replied, hardly able to maintain a steady breath, or a rational thought for that matter. I mean, what the hell am I thinking? He’s your son, Amberlyn! Just be gentle my ass!

My son’s hands slipped under my top and worked their way under my bra.

Oh dear, I’m burning up. This is really hot.

Okay, full disclosure. I haven’t had sex in like forever. It happens now and then. Roy and I have been married for like 16 years. That’s a long way from the honeymoon phase. Seasons of dry spells crop up every now and then.

Jon didn’t dally long under my bra. It would seem he already has a new goal in mind. His hands slipped downwards and found the waist of my shorts.

There was a part of my mind constantly nagging at me that I should really put an end to this. A fat load of good it did. It distracted me enough long for me to lose my shorts.

Jon rose on his knees momentarily and pulled off his T-Shirt.

Mmmm... Like mother, like son it seems. Someone’s a gymhead. Not buff, but lean and solid. Beautifully toned. Sexy!

Amberlyn, gosh! That’s your son!

For some reason, I started to think about my husband and his steadily pronounced beer gut and I couldn’t help feeling a little disappointed.

“You’re beautiful, mummy,” my boy said.

Aiyah, he’s making his mother blush like a schoolgirl. I mean my heart actually skipped a beat there. Now when was the last time Roy called me beautiful hmmmm?

Why do you keep comparing the both of them? You need to stop this, Amberlyn. Stop him now!

Aaahhhh... He’s moved on to kissing my belly.... Touching my thighs... kissing my thighs... Ohhh... He’s good... He’s really good...

Shit. I’m soaking. I’m hot. Soooo Wetttt. Soooooo Hottttt.

Oops, there goes my panties.

“Jon... Wait...” I manage to stammer. I had just waxed my pussy the other week, leaving just a wispy patch on my mound, the way Roy likes it. Not something a mother should show her son.





Too late.

Jon glanced up and gave me a mischievous look. Then went down...

What? What is he doing? Oh no! Noooooo....

“Oh my God, Yessss,” I cried.

This is crazy wei... I’ve had two boyfriends before I met Roy and had a spectacular sex life with all three, but never, I mean NEVER, has anyone ever eaten my pussy.

Keep it together girl!

Nope! Shaddup conscience. Shaddup logic. Just shut the fuck up for a minute and let me have this. God, this boy is amazing!

“Urhh....... Arhh....... Ah....... Oooooh, Jonny...” I moaned.

“You’re so yummy, mummy,” my boy says.

“Oh God...... Oh My....”

There’s no way this is his first time. Just... No... Fucking... Way.… The way his tongue playfully circles my clit... Oh shit, cummingcummingcummingcumminggggg...

“Jonnnn.... Ahhhgghhhhhhhhhh!!!!” I screamed.

I came. I fucking came for my son. Oh my god, and I came so hard too. I can’t even remember the last time an orgasm was so mind blowing.

I must have been dazed for a while because the movie credits was rolling on the TV. My vision focused to my son who was now kneeling on the carpet between my sprawled legs. He was completely nude and was stroking a can of hair spray before him.

Oh Amberlyn, you silly girl. That is no can of hair spray.

Shaddup logic! Of course that isn’t hair spray! What the actual fuck? That can’t be real! Where did Jon get that fat dildo?

Uh, I don’t think that’s a dildo either Amberlyn...

Oh My God… Shaddup logic, you're not helping.

“I want you mummy,” My son said. He lowered himself on all fours on top of me. His eyes heavy lidded with lust.

My gaze dropped to the space between us and locked on the long, thick thing bobbing between his legs...

Hovering above my pussy...

Siao ah? This is a prank. That absolutely can’t be real… I mean that THING can't be real.

Jon moved lower, slowly rocking his hips, brushing the tip of the THING against my sensitive slit.

Oshit-Oshit-Oshit! It’s real. That’s a real cock! That’s an actual penis! That’s my SON’s penis! Where in the world did he get that from? Certainly not from Roy. Must be something in the baby formula. Melamine aside, China makes good shit sometimes... right?

Jon starts kissing my neck down to my breasts. His cockhead rubs up and down my tiny pink slit.

“Jon, No. Stop. Stop it,” The words were finally pushed out of my mouth.

Jon immediately drew back, the crushing disappointment evident in his eyes.

Phew! Good job Amberlyn. Disaster averted. That was too close. Now you just need to choose your next few words carefully.

“Let’s go to the bedroom,” I said, panting.

Whaaaaaaaat!? Amberlynnnnnn!!!

Shaddup logic!


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[WuTea]

Nice start bro, camping here!

[novice]

Great story with pic. Stay tune here.

[hangzhou]

What a solid start to this nice story. Support.

[XanaduMuse]

Nice story with pictures. Camping for more.

[Depraved]

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So I got logic to shut up for the time being, but apparently conscience was still at work because I swerved away from the path to my marital bedroom at the last minute and headed to my son’s room instead.

Once inside, I sat on my son’s bed and watch him nervously enter. Here we were, mother and son, both in the nude, alone on a stormy night, out of my husband’s sight... wondering if this is right?

You’re staring at his cock, Amberlyn...

Well duh! Look at that thing! It’s...

Beautiful?

You said it Logic, not me.

You shouldn’t stare at your son’s cock like that Amberlyn...

Shaddup Conscience. You failed me in the living room.

As I was struggling with my internal voices, my son's already fully erect cock got bigger and bigger.

Okay, not exactly. He just got closer and closer until he was standing in front of me. It's still enormous though. Try as I might, I can’t look away. I guess this is what being mesmerized feels like.

“Can you suck me mummy?” Jon asked.

What a thing to ask his mother. How could he even...

Uhh... you’re touching his cock, Amberlyn...

Shaddup! I know, I know. I just... You know... Need to check it. For lumps and stuff.

Right...

My fingers could barely wrap around the base of Jon’s penis. I ran my hand up the shaft, feeling the heat, tracing its perfect shape, right up to the perfect pointed mushroom head. Before I knew it, the mushroom head was in my mouth.

Still checking, Amberlyn?

Shaddup logic… God…

I was growing all hot and tingly again. Glancing up, I saw that Jon had his eyes closed, savoring my efforts.

I did the best I could but could barely get half his length in my mouth, and his girth made my jaw sore pretty quickly. And my god, his balls are huge. I couldn’t fit both in one hand.

“Let me do you again, mummy,” Jon said.

I withdrew, grateful for the opportunity to rest my mouth. Jon knelt before me and raised my thighs, causing me to tilt back on the bed. Before I could even squeak in surprise, I felt his hot, talented tongue on my clit.

“Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh....”





Holy shit, I was defenseless against this. It’s like my will totally evaporated and I was a slave to the pleasure his tongue provided. Within minutes, Jon skillfully brought me to the precipice of orgasm.

“Ohhhhh.... Ohhh God... Mummy’s cummmmminggg....” I moaned helplessly.

Jon suddenly moved back and stood up.

“What? Jon? Why?” I whined, half dazed from the pleasure.

Jon firmly parted my thighs wide then he swiftly moved on top of me. “I love you mummmm...” he said, right before I felt my pussy snugly spread around the thick girth of his very fat cock.

Still checking, Amberlyn?

Shaddup... Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh...

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[sxyhrnynice123]

nicely written.

[Informer]

this is a nice story, great share!

[bebe69]

very erotic read..

[Slovakian]

A really hot start to the story

[Depraved]

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Holy mother of....

It’s good. It’s sooooooooo good.

My son’s cock fills me up so much that I felt the air knocked out of me. He stretches me beyond the any point I have ever been stretched before.

“Nggggggggahhhhhhhhhhh.... Ohhhh Mai Gawd!” I moaned, shocked and in awe.

“Fffffuck... you’re so tightttt mummmy!” My boy said.

"You're bigggg! You're sooooo bigggg!" I gasped, still unable to believe that THING was entering me. Oh dear, my baby boy's going to ruin me.

"Argghhh….… Argghh.........… Ooooohhhh!" I moaned again as I felt his heavy balls slap on my ass.

He's in. My baby is all the way in his mummy and it's fucking incredible.

"Mum, are you okay?" Jon gasped in my ear.

I couldn't answer. I just stared at the ceiling trying to wrap my head around what I was feeling, half in awe, half in shock, my mouth gaping.

"I'm gonna make love to you now, mummy," he says.

Amberlyn! If he fucks you, Roy will never feel the same again!

Well no shit, logic… When did you become Captain Obvious?

"Ugh.… Uuggh… Arhhhhh!" My moans kept coming, generated by Jon's incredible large cock sliding in and out of my critically stretched pussy. "God.....… So...… Ahhh..… Soo… Biggggg..… Ahhh..… Baby!!! You're… Sooo… Fuckin..… Bigggg.… Arhhhhhhh.....…"

"You're friggin tight mummy!" Jon groaned. "You're so hot! You feel amazing!"

Mother of the year, Amberlyn...

Shaddup Ahhhhhhhhhhhh.....… I'm cumming! Oh my God I'm cumming again! Ahhh Goddddddddddd!

[Depraved]

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Things were hazy for a while after my first orgasm on my son's prodigious cock.

That's because you were cumming on that cock every three minutes, Amberlyn...

Shaddup logic. As I was saying...

You're cumming on that cock right now...

Oh shit… You're right. Cummingggg again. Cummmmmmmm.…nggghhh…

I screamed into the pillow. Somehow I've ended up on all fours with my face buried in Jon's pillow and my ass raised. Grunting desperately, my sweet baby boy continued plowing his helpless mother's abused pussy from behind throughout her mind-shattering orgasm.

"I'm close, mummy! I'm close! I'm gonna shoot!" Jon moaned.

Amberlyn! He's going to cum in you! Do something!

Oh logic. Can't you see I'm defeated here? I've been broken and tamed. I'm in no position to…

You're not on birth control you idiot! If you get pregnant, Roy will know! He'll kill Jon!

Nooooo. Not my baby boy!

With a surge of energy birthed by my protective motherly instincts, I pulled away from Jon. His thick long cock slid deliciously out of my raw pussy. Before he could act, I turned around, grabbed his beautiful cock and enveloped my lips over the tip.

"Mummmm! Ohhhhh.... Mummmmm!" Jon moaned. He grabbed my hair and thrust his hips, making me gag on his large cock.

What a horrible young man, treating his loving mother like a twenty-cent whore.

Well, you didn't have to put it in your mouth like a whore, Amberlynn...

Shaddup logic. Here he comes!

And came he did. For the next prolonged moment, my son proceeded to nearly drown his mother with his hot copious seed and she did her best to gulp down all of his sticky, salty, richness.

[usamat]

Great story and waiting here next.

[taiwanstuff]

Really nice story bro, please continue..

[madpig88]

Looking forward to your next updates to this nice story TS.