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Chapter 9 by Bigbopper11 Bigbopper11

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Time for the main course

The scent of your mother’s heat pours into your flared nostrils. The mane on the back of your neck stands up. A blowjob was nice but there’s only one thing on your mind now. You had tried to fight it but your animal instincts are taking over. This was no longer your sweet mother but instead a lioness begging to be fucked.

Reaching down you pick your mother up and spin her around. Standing behind her, your large paws caress her ample bosom. Your finger pinching her rock hard nipples. You place your muzzle near her neck and kiss her. Your teeth tenderly nipping at her skin. Your cock is rubbing between her thighs.

"What are you doing... son this is too much" you mother says as you continue to feel her breasts and run your fingers through the velvety fur that covers them. "It's just my heat..." she tries to say before you send your hand down to tug at her pants.

In one swift motion you pull her jeans down and a rush of her scent envelopes the room. Her tails swishes back and forth nervously. You can feel her wetness and rub your paw along her most tender areas. Sinking a finger in, you hear her gasp and feel her hips twitch.

“Oh god, I can’t help myself” your mother moans. Her pussy is like a furnace. The warmth radiating outwards. “You’re my son... my son... if your father...” she says before trailing off, her haunches trembling with your touch. The room is filled with the smell of sex, your scent mingling with your mother’s.

The pheromones are driving you to act but before you can move your mother blurts out “I need you to fuck me, mommy needs it, I can’t wait any longer!”. She stares at you with her pleading golden eyes while bending over on all fours. Your mother thrusts her hips upward. She’s presenting herself to you, her snatch is dripping, her soft hair glistening with fluids. The air is full of her intoxicating scent, each breath filling your lungs with the smell of her heat. Your thinking mind is tempted to take a step back but stronger, more primitive urges are taking over.

You rub the tip of your cock against her inflamed pussy lips and your mother purrs loudly.“Please son... I need it! Please shove it in!” She growls while shaking her haunches wildly.

You’re more than happy to listen, sinking your dick deep in her pussy. Each thrust sends a cascade of sensations throughout your body. Your mother seems to be having a similar experience. You strengthen your grip on your mother's hips and arch your back, letting out a load roar that echoes in your throat.

“Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!” She cries, her paws digging into the carpet and her hips pushing backwards to meet your thrusts. Her ample rump is shaking with your manic ****, your dick is prodding every inch of your mother's insides.

“I’m cumming! I’m cumming all over my son’s cock! Don’t stop! Don’t stop!” your mother screams.

There’s only one option now. You have to give her what she wants, it doesn’t matter that she’s in heat. The two of you are just two animals wildly rutting. There’s no holding back now, sex is the only thing that will help her get better.

You can feel your balls tighten and you lean forward crushing her down onto the floor. Your hips continue to piston as your cock forms a large knot deep within your mother’s cervix. Sensing the oncoming rush of seed, the muscles of her vagina tighten and squeeze your cock. A torrent of jizz erupts from you and coats the inside of her womb.

“OHHH FUUUCKK!” She screams before whimpering and collapsing onto the floor. Her limbs are splayed out beside her and her jaws hangs open. Her broad tongue lolls from between lips and her golden eyes have a far off look.

You continue to shove your dick in and out of her, your hips bouncing off her ass. Your mind is on autopilot and you want to shovel your cum as deep as possible inside of her. It’s only after a few minutes of your humping that your thoughts clear and you realize what you’ve done.Pulling out you recoil in horror, but your mom rolls over and begins to purr.

“Your father was the last one to mate with me that well” she says. Spreading her legs she whispers “We’re not done yet”.

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