Candid High Heels.pdf

It was a busy Sunday morning in the Johnson household. Robert Johnson, head of the family, was out on his weekly golf game with his buddies at the country club downtown. His lovely wife Stacy had the day all to herself - well, almost. Their mischievous 17-year-old son Tommy was still home, lounging about his room, no doubt up to his usual teenage shenanigans.

Stacy hummed happily as she bustled around the kitchen, preparing a hearty brunch for herself and her chunky monkey boy. She slipped on her favorite pair of black stiletto pumps - a just reward for a hardworking mother like herself. The high heels made her feel powerful, sexy. Her short sun dress swirled around her toned thighs as she sashayed to the stove.

Just then, Stacy heard a faint clatter. She whirled around to see a tangle of spaghetti had spilled on the tile floor. "Oh pooh!" she sighed. Carefully, she stepped over to clean it up, gingerly trying not to slip in her spiky heels. Stacy got down on hands and knees and began scooping up the messy noodles.

From the shadows of his doorway, Tommy watched his mother with great interest. The sight of Stacy's lush bottom in the air, clad in those obscene black pumps, was almost more than the horny teen could handle. He fumbled for his phone and quick as a flash, began filming his unstoppable MILF mom.

"Mom's such a dumb bitch," Tommy muttered under his breath, zooming in tight on her straining ass and thick thighs. "I can't believe she wears those slutty heels to do housework. She's like a fucking porn star or something!"

Tommy palmed his stiffening cock through his jeans, licking his lips. He knew he shouldn't be perving on his own mother like this... but he just couldn't help himself. Stacy looked so goddamn sexy, all bent over and vulnerable. Tommy badly wanted to march out there, throw her to the floor, rip off those panties and plow his hot mom in front of the video camera.

Stacy, still oblivious, finished gathering up the last of the pasta. She moved to toss it in the trash, her hips swaying enticingly in Tommy's stiletto-filming POV. Then suddenly -CRACK!

"Mom!" Tommy yelped. He'd been so engrossed in capturing Stacy's juicy peach that he hadn't noticed his phone was maxed out. In a panic, he scrambled to delete the incriminating vid, stumbling into the kitchen.

Stacy whirled around, face shocked, as her perverted son came barreling towards her. Tommy locked eyes with his horrified mother... and in that moment, he knew he was busted.

"Tommy! What the hell?!" Stacy sputtered, hands on her hips. Even in her fury, the sight of her son gawking down at her like a hungry dog made her inwardly preen. She looked damn good for her age.

"I-I was just..." Tommy stammered, clutching his phone. His erection throbbed urgently, threatening to burst through his zipper. He wanted his mother. Right now. "Can I, um... help you Mom? I'd like to fuck you."

Stacy's jaw dropped. "You want to WHAT?! Tommy, that's crazy talk! I'm your mother, for God's sake!"

"I know!" Tommy groaned. "But I can't help it! Ever since you started wearing those nasty stripper heels, I've been rock hard 24/7 thinking about you..."

The boy shuddered, openly fondling himself now. Stacy goggled at the sight of her little man-child lewdly groping his huge boner. Her pussy clenched and creamed traitorously.

"Oh Tommy," she whispered, "we can't do this honey. It's wrong..."

But even as she protested, Stacy found herself swaying closer to her son, nipples stiffening beneath her sundress. The sheer taboo wrongness of the moment was making her sopping wet. She burned to see what her son was packing in those tight jeans.

In a daze, Stacy reached out to palm Tommy through his fly. His cock was enormous, throbbing with need... She gasped as he grabbed her wrist, slamming her hand against his bulge.

"Feel that, Mom?" Tommy growled. "That's what your sexy feet and slutty heels do to me! Now get on your fucking knees and suck my big dick!"

Stacy shuddered, the last of her resistance crumbling away. Her son was right - it was wrong, so wrong... but it felt so deliciously good! Rashly, she lowered herself to the sticky tile, yanking Tommy's straining zipper down. His monster cock sprang out, slapping against her face.

"Oh my God," Stacy whimpered. "It's so big, baby..."

Tommy thrust his hips, forcing his fat cockhead against his mother's lips. "Open up and say ahhhh, you dirty MILF! Let Mommy take the meat!"

Stacy knew she should refuse, but her lips parted of their own accord. With a final moan of submission, she sucked Tommy's hot shaft into her mouth, slurping the salty slime from his cockhead. The musky scent flooded her sinuses, making Stacy dizzy with lust.

"That's it," Tommy grunted, shoving deeper. "Take it all, Mom! Fuck, your throat is so tight! Gonna ruin you for Dad's little wiener..."

Tommy gripped his mother's hair, pounding into her eager mouth. Lewd slurping noises echoed through the kitchen as Stacy gobble-cocked her son, slobbering on his huge meat. Tears streamed down her face but she didn't care. All that mattered was milking out Tommy's thick baby batter.

Stacy sucked harder, tongue swirling around Tommy's thrusting cock. She could feel him swelling, stretching her jaws wider... Suddenly, he roared and flooded her mouth with blasts of hot spunk. Stacy gulped frantically, trying to swallow it all. But there was just too much - jizz squirted out her nose, splattering her face.

"Fuck yeah, drink it Mom!" Tommy howled, pumping her throat. "Gonna keep you full of my cum from now on! Knock you up with a brother or sister! Whooh yeah!"

Finally, he slid free with a wet pop. Stacy gasped, wiping spunk from her chin. Her lips were purple and puffy, eyes crossed and glassy. She looked thoroughly debauched.

Tommy grinned down at his used mother, cock still jutting from his fly. "Oh Mom," he chuckled, voice dripping with filth. "We're gonna have so much fun together from now on. You're MINE now - Daddy's gonna have to share..."

Laughing manically, the incestuous mother-son duo sealed their deal with a obscene moan-filled kiss, all thoughts of the brunch brunch and family obligations forgotten. Tommy had his mother now...and Stacy had found her true purpose at last. Her pussy belonged to her son.