Title: The Family That Lays Together: Scene 215
Celebs: Emilia Clarke
Codes: Fm, oral, mas, anal, inc, con
Disclaimer: This is fiction, it did NOT happen. Fantasy is legal.
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Note: This is a spin-off of my Porno Chic series. Picture this in the style of one of those porno compilations.
We fade in on Emilia and a tall, thin young man kneeling on a bed, making out, both in their underwear. The young man starts groping her tits through her black bra, and kissing the tops of them, as Emilia narrates. “When I was fourteen, my older brother raped me. It was a traumatic experience, to be sure, and my brother is still in prison for what he did to me. Not long after, I discovered I was pregnant with my son Callum.” As she talks, Emilia undoes her bra, and slips it off, and the young man starts sucking her hard nipples. “I grew up in a deeply religious family, so, even given the circumstances, terminating the pregnancy was not an option. In a way, I’m glad of that, because, as Cal grew up, I came to fall in love with him, and, as I would find out, he did with me, as well.”
As the young man kisses her tits, Emilia holds him close. “Oh, Mum…” he whispers.
“I’m here, baby…” Emilia whispers back, smiling, then we again hear her in voice-over. “It sounds strange, I know, me and my son being lovers, especially given he himself is the product of incest, but no one has ever loved me as warmly and as deeply as my Callum. And, I’ll admit, he’s a sexy boy. And he learns very quickly…”
Now, Emilia’s on her back, legs akimbo, as Callum lies on his stomach between them. “H-h-hoh, Cal…” Emilia gasps, visibly trembling, her forehead creased, as, in our first close-up, her son holds open her sopping wet pussy, lapping up her copious moisture from the inside. “Ooh…” Emilia starts to writhe under her son, as, back in the close-up, he fingers her cunt, while licking around her clit. “Huh…Huh…” Emilia breathes raspily and deeply, as she kneads her tits. Suddenly, she arches her back, and lets out a shrill whine, as she cums. Again in the close-up, we see Callum kiss her wet thighs.
We now see Cal on his back, as, crouching between his legs, his mother kisses his thighs and hips, while stroking his large, rock-hard cock. We then, in another close-up, see Emilia wrap her full lips around her son’s thick, rigid shaft, and slide them up and down, as her hand grips the base. “Ohhh…” Cal moans, and we see Emilia’s cheeks deflate, as she pulls up, then goes back down, lips almost touching his body. After a bit, Emilia pulls away, gasping for breath, then licks slowly up the underside of her son’s cock, before flicking her tongue on his swollen head, then taking it back in her mouth.
Emilia’s again on her back, breathing hard, as her son, kneeling between her thighs, rubs the head of his dick up and down her juicy twat. When he inserts it, Emilia gasps, and her body shudders, breathing harder, as, in another close-up, we see his cock pump slowly in and out of her pussy, her lips opening and closing as he pulls out and pushes in. “Oh, my God, Cal…” Emilia whimpers, as her son starts to thrust harder, causing her tits to bounce and jiggle. “God, you’re so deep…” At some point, Cal leans down, on top of his mother, and thrusts down into her. “I love you, Cal…” she whispers, so he leans down further, and the two kiss.
Now, Callum is sitting up against the headboard, hands grasping Emilia’s waist, as she rides him reverse-cowgirl, her legs entwined with his. “Oh, Cal…” Emilia whispers, barely audibly, her tits bouncing up and down as he thrusts up into her. In another close-up, we see her pussy oozing all over her son’s dick, as it plunges deep into her. “Oh, God!” Emilia throws her head back and cries out hoarsely, face contorting as she again cums.
We now see Emilia bent over, hands gripping the footboard, her son kneeling behind her. “Yes…put it in me…slowly…” In another close-up, we see Callum slide his cock between his mother’s shapely cheeks, and into her tight, pink butt-hole. “Hnh!” Emilia winces, and clenches her teeth, as her son slowly thrusts into her. “Oh, God…you have no idea how good this feels…” As her son continues to fuck her asshole, Emilia again starts to tremble, and her face twists into an expression of supreme pleasure, tinged with a small amount of pain. At some point, Cal reaches down, wraps his arm around his mother, and pulls her up to him, so she turns and tilts up her head, and the two once again kiss.
Emilia is once again on her back, sucking air, neck, chest and stomach shiny with sweat, as her son kneels next to her, jerking his cock. Suddenly, with a series of grunts, Callum ejaculates repeatedly, all over his mother’s sweaty tits. Once he stops, he leans over her, and they smile at each other. Callum then leans down further, and the two again kiss, Emilia wrapping one arm around his neck, as the scene fades out.