"Shit, what did I do?" I asked myself, walking into the house. "I got fucked," I mumbled, shaking somewhat. "And, Vicky, you're doing it with your step-son. It's wrong and immoral too, but oh, so hot too. Damn, I feel like I literally am high or something," I whispered, prior to walking into the living room.

"Oh, hi, Mom," I heard my son say.

I looked over at him and stopped in my tracks. 'You two are cuddling?'

"What's wrong, Trish, you look like you've seen a ghost or something."

I rubbed my face for a moment and viewed them more clearly. "Um, I've just never seen you two so close, I guess, Kay. You have a whole other couch, but you're snuggling together on that one. I don't know, it's just..."

"Well, we're step-siblings, Mom, and we've become close I guess since you and her dad got married a year ago. So, we're comfortable together."

I eyed them and couldn't help, but slather my lips somewhat. They were just together and watching a movie together after school it appeared. I already had a drenched pussy, but after that turn of events, I had my taboo button pushed in there deep.

"I'm gonna get a soda," Kay said, getting off the couch. "Do you want anything, Bill?"

I watched him watch her for a few seconds. "Um, no, I'm good, thanks, step-sis," he uttered.

'What the hell is wrong...' I thought, prior to glancing at Kay.

I witnessed her leaning down as she was down on her knees. 'Your thong is sticking out, Kay. I love you, but...' I thought, before a gap. 'Whoa, could you have a crush on your step-sister?' I wondered, before glancing at him again.

Whether he knew it or not, I clearly saw the sign, and he couldn't look away from her. I was already high, so to speak, but he suddenly lit a metaphorical firecracker in my face. I tried to process that, but it was just weird, but hot.

"Is something wrong, Trish?" I heard Kay ask.

I glimpsed at her. "I'm fine, Kay, thank you."

"It's not weird for you to see us so close, is it? I mean, we're sharing a bedroom, so it's only natural for us to bond, I guess."

"Oh, no, of course not, Kay," I made clear, coming to her. "I'm happy, just thrown off, I guess."

"Okay," she added, before pecking my cheek. "We'll stay apart if you want."

"No, no, no, I'd like you to be as close as you want, Kay," I muttered, before smooching her forehead.

She nodded, but raised her eyebrows. "Why are you staring?"

"I'm sorry," I apologized, looking away. 'I think my son wants to plow you, though, and it's making me go nuts.'

She went back to lie down with him, and they got right back to cuddling.

'Okay, either she has no idea, or he's really good at hiding his hard-on,' I thought, before a gap. 'I wonder if she knows.'

I couldn't be sure, but the idea of them together just made me melt. I couldn't look away, and I knew they'd find it weird if I kept eyeing them standing there. So, I sat on the other couch and viewed them from ten feet.

I swallowed and shook the couch by myself. 'Wow, Vicky, you infected me again, but not with venom this time. Now I'm wondering if my son and step-daughter could hook up in due time. I know if I stick my hand in my panties I'll be dead, but it's getting harder by the second. I clearly saw you checking out her thong, dude, so I know you want her. Damn, this is...'

I was about to get up, but then Kay got on her feet. "I'm gonna take a shower, I'll be back in twenty minutes or so," she said, stretching and peeking at both of us.

"Okay, step-sis," he replied, peeking at her crotch.

"See you in a bit," she added, before pecking his cheek and leaving.

I saw him watch her walk out of the room, and then he got up too. "I'm gonna go to our room, and lie down, Mom."

"Um, okay," I answered, standing and getting in front of him. "Before you go, is there anything you'd like to talk about, Bill?" I pondered, crossing my arms.

"Like what?"

I sighed and broke eye contact for a few seconds. "Um, nothing, I guess," I mentioned, prior to pecking his forehead too.

Then he left too, but I couldn't resist the urge to follow him. I made sure to wait a few seconds, but once he closed his door, I quietly went up to it. It was right next to the shower, and I heard the water running.

I pushed my head on the bedroom door. 'So, WTF? What did you need to do in here right after your step-sister went into the shower?'

"Oh, step-sis," I heard him moan.

I covered my face and giggled quietly. 'Well, that's pretty... conclusive.'

"Oh, yes, I love you, Kay. You're hot as hell, and I want you so badly."

Whether I liked it or not, my hand made the trip into my panties. I got the news that my son for sure wanted his step-sister. I just had one hell of an experience with Vicky and Al, and my son wasn't sobering me up at all.

I got metaphorically drunk and that made me open the door. 'Oh, Bill, there you are, using her panties to jerk off. You, sexy stud, now I'm watching my own son masturbate. Damn, Vicky, you did a number on me. I can't see your dick, dude, but it looks big with those slightly long strokes. You even picked one of her full pairs of underwear, and not a g-string, huh?'

I had to rub my pussy and slather my lips ever so slowly. I wasn't sure if I was attracted to my own son, or if it was just because he was fantasizing about his step-sister, but I owned that I was going down a rather taboo hole.

"Oh, I want you, Kay, I wish I was in the shower with you leering at your boobs and the rest of your body again."

"'Again.'? You two shower together?"

"I know we didn't want to set my mom's alarms off, so you went in alone. Now I just miss you. I want to wash your hair for you, and the rest of your body too. Don't worry, I'll do your laundry for you again too. You don't need to know that I came into your underwear."

I rubbed my face, but couldn't stop watching him completely. I still couldn't get a perfect look at his member, but that was a bad thing considering it made me want to get a better look at him. I opened the door a bit more and even walked in there.

I shut the door. 'And Vicky fucks me again,' I thought, getting down on my knees.

I jolted when I saw him move. 'What are you doing, grabbing another pair of her panties?'

"Oh, I love your scent too, step-sis. I can never tell you, but..."

"But why?" I asked.

"Whoa, Mom?" he whined, looking at me before he fell. "Mom, what are-"

"Shit, I'm sorry, dude," I apologized, coming to him.

"No, Mom, I have my thing out."

"Oh, yes, I'm sorry," I giggled, covering my face.

"Are you laughing?"

I glanced at him again and saw him fully dressed. I didn't know what to say, but something needed to be said.

"How much did you see, Mom?"

"Enough, would you like to talk about it?"

"No, you're my mom, and she's my step-sister," he griped, throwing her undergarments back into the hamper. "I can't tell her I have a crush on her, it wouldn't be fair to her. It'd put it all on her to decide to let something happen or not. We're close, and once you and her dad tied the knot, it was just easy for us."

"Like you two showering together?"

"Yes, just like cuddling, it's close, but not sexual. I can't tell her I want to bone her, it wouldn't be fair at all. I love her as my step-sister, and telling her would only screw things up between us," he mumbled, before covering his face. "Oh, my, she's beautiful, Mom. I want to... you know?"

"Have sex with her, son?" I asked, rubbing his leg.

"Oh, I'm not talking to you about this," he griped, standing. "It'd weird enough if she wasn't my step-sister, but she is."

"So, what?" I pondered, coming to him. "I might be your mom, but I'm still your mom and want you to talk to me about anything," I assured him, taking his hands in mine. "So, it's not even a possibility, it's just true, you want to fuck her?"

"Mom," he whined, yanking his hands away. "I don't want to hear you say anything like that."

"But it's true, you have feelings for her, Bill? Wait, how do you hide it from her when you cuddle and shower together? How do you hide your," I said, before leaning to him. "Hard on?"

"Mom," he bitched, breaking eye contact. "Either she knows and isn't saying anything, or is just stupid, I guess. I'm just really nervous to even consider it, but I want to, Mom. It's not like she lets me wash her boobs or anything like that. Still, what would you or dad think?"

I wrapped my arms around him. "I would love it, dude. I'd love to see you two together. I'm not speaking for Tom, but for me, I'd love it and support you, I swear. So, just answer me this: Do you want to do it with her and spread your seed to her?"

He bit down on my bottom lip. "I guess, yes, Mom, but this is weird."

"Maybe it is, but may I ask: have you ever had sex before, Bill?"

"No, Mom."

"Well, that's a big issue with telling her, you've never done the deed. There's no need to be so weirded out, she's only your step-sister, so it's not incest. If you and I had sex, then that'd be incest," I made clear, before getting closer to him.

"Whoa, Mom, what are you doing?" he inquired, backing away.

"I think you just need some confidence, dude," I told him, taking his hands. "If you were straight with her that you wanted to have sex with her, you'd be fine," I added, bringing them to my tits. "Now, let me be a good mom and get you ready for her."

"But, Mom," he protested, yanking his hands away. "That would be incest, and you're married to Kay's dad."

"I know," I replied, dropping my hands to his crotch. "Any woman that wouldn't do this for their kids isn't much of a mom if you ask me. So, in due time, you'll feel so good from getting into my panties, you'll see getting into hers as childsplay. I won't force you, but you seem to be packing a hard one in your pants, dude. You're attacking me with your breath, and shaking, so would you fancy seeing your mom? Would you like me to see you? There's no shame in losing your virginity to your mom."

"Wait, you want to have sex? What about Kay, she could come out at any time."

"It makes it exciting, right?" I asked, before kissing him. "I'd love to have your hard friend come inside me. Again, I'm not gonna be pushy, but maybe you need an ego boost."

He shallowed, and but leered at my tits for a moment. I didn't say a word, but let my already spoken ones soak in then. It appeared to work when he had me sit back down on the couch with him. He helped himself to feel my jugs once again and shaking.

I covered his hands with mine. "Would you like to see them, son?"

He nodded slowly, but failed to look at my face. So, I got my top off calmly and he helped me to an eyeful of my rack. It wasn't weird to me, but loving, so I took it further and undid my bra as well.

His eyes widened, and it appeared his jaw was about to drop. So, I took his hands and set them on my boobs. Needless to say, they did all the talking for me, and I could see a huge bulge in his pants.

"Wow, Mom, these are sweet as hell."

"Thank you."

"May I kiss you again?"

"You may kiss me all you want, dude," I made clear, before kissing him. "May I take out your hard friend?"

"I guess, yes, but it's not that big though."

"Do you think it's big enough for Kay?"

"I have no idea, she hasn't said a word about it."

I kissed him again and calmly got off the couch. I brought my hands to his crotch and undid his pants. Surely enough, I was higher than before, but I was ready to reap the awards and live with them after the fact.

He didn't protest at all, and let me pull out his hard schlong. I shook a bit too and loved the sight even if it wasn't massive. I got the taboo bug before, let it progress. I even pulled his pants down to his feet so I had full access to it.

"I think it's a perfect size for Kay's mouth, Bill," I told him grabbing it with both hands. "Just don't cum in her mouth, she won't like that."

"I figured that, Mom."

"So, I'm naked and have your pecker in my hands, are you feeling more comfortable with me?"

"I guess, yes, but I'm feeling on edge still."

"Why haven't you had sex yet, dude? You're twenty, so were you waiting for her?"

"I have no idea, Mom."

"If we do this, will you love me more?"

"I guess, yes."

I pulled him to me and kissed him. "I hope so, but when you feel the need to cum, let me know, and shoot my tits. I'm sure she'll let you do that as much as you want, so you'll need some practice."

He nodded and lied back. I looked at his wood again and stroked it ever so slowly for a moment. I knew it was a big deal, but I was already sold. So, I slathered my lips, shook a bit, and leaned down to his cock. I opened my mouth and gave my own son a blow job.

"Oh, Mom," he moaned, plopping his hands on my head.

I giggled and thoroughly enjoyed pleasing my son. It was out there, but very hot as well. I already felt the veins in his cock going haywire, but I trusted him to let me know when he'd have to explode.

"Holy shit, Mom, that feels so good. Yes, this is exactly what I want from Kay. It's wrong, but I want it."

I nodded, but kept going. I tried to watch him the best I could, but it was a fool's errand. I felt him shake more than I ever had before in my life. Sure enough, he was high too, so it was all new territory, but we were going through it together.

"Yes, Mom, yes, that's awesome."

I calmly lifted my head and kissed him. "Maybe it took over twenty years for you to figure it out, but I am an awesome mom," I told him, before standing, undoing my skirt, and pushing it down.

I allowed him to see all of me when I pushed my underwear down as well. "You may do whatever you want with these, keep them if you want a 'Mommy' memento," I offered, before tossing them to him. "To have the sexiest memory of having sex with me."

He caught them. "I will, Mom, because you're hot as hell. I envy Kay's dad."

"You should," I added, lowering myself to my knees and grabbing his rod. "Just for the record, I would do this for Kay."

"What are you into chicks, Mom?"

"There's a lot about me you're unaware of, Bill, but don't fret, you're about to get to know me a lot better," I told him, prior to taking his cock back into my mouth.

"Oh, Mom," he let out, feeling my head. "I love you, I love you, and I love you some more."

I smiled the best I could while thrusting my lips and peeking back at him. I reveled in the incest all I could and knew I'd have to thank Vicky in due time. I kept my hands down at the base because sure enough, the more I went on him, the more he liked it.

He never got blown before, but he managed not to cum yet, I wasn't sure how unless he made himself somewhat depleted. Either way, I had my son shooting me the lustiest and loving look I had ever seen on him.

I even felt his johnson getting bigger and the veins popping like mad. I let my lips thrust in roughly two-inch moves, but I could've gone further. I didn't want to push too far, too fast. Nevertheless, he was daring me.

"Mom, I want to kiss you."

I nodded and gladly granted that wish. I kept my palms down at the base, but as our lips came together, he felt me up. That made me giggle, but it didn't break the intimacy. He gave them both good squeezes, and I felt him jiggling too.

I wasn't sure if that meant what I thought, but we just kept kissing and enjoying each other. I also felt the love growing like a virus, but with good results. Not only did he squeeze them, but fondled my jugs, so he latched onto the incest with me.

"Oh, Mom, I gotta cum, I'm cumming," he let out, before lying back.

"Then shoot your mom's boobies, young man," I chuckled, stroking his pecker.

A few seconds later, he unleashed his load on the most taboo person he possibly could. I wasn't watching his seed erupt, but he reacted to the pleasure. I cherished that image and loved every second of it too.

He jolted nonstop, but managed to cover my tits. I moved it around to make sure of that, and even doing it blindly was easy. Once he was done, I leaned over to him and kissed him. He was breathing heavily, so he couldn't speak.

"I'm not done with you, but I'll give you another gift," I told him, digging into his pants. "Now every time you see your sexy mom calling, you'll be reminded of the time you got to have sex with her," I added, taking out his phone.

I brought up the camera and made sure to get my cum covered melons and my face in the shot. Once I had the picture taken, I switched my old picture with the new one on his phone. Once it was done, I put it back in his pants and stood.

I hauled him up with me and kept him close. "Would you like to feel this hard dick come into my pussy, Bill?" I asked, snatching it.

"Yes, Mom, I'd love to have sex with you."

"Well, you've seen a lot of porn, am I right?"

He sighed and broke eye contact. "Yes."

"Don't worry," I assured him, before kissing him. "Would you like to make sweet love to me, have me ride you, or do me from behind?" I asked, before a gap. "You may feel me anywhere you want while you decide."

"May I feel your..."

"Pussy, cunt, cherry, slit, twat, beaver; you may use any word you want for it."

"Your cherry, I'll say then?"

I nodded and kissed him. He helped himself to feel my cunt with his right hand. He was supposed to decide how he wanted to have vaginal sex, but I could tell right away his mind went to mush. So, I helped him by sitting back down on the couch.

He came right with me, and I even brought his hand back to my snatch. "You see, your mom might be thirty-seven now, but she's still sexy, right?" I asked, covering his hand with mine.

"Yes, Mom and your twat is drenched."

"Because my handsome son is fingering me. Do you see how any woman that wouldn't do this for their kids that they aren't good moms?"

"I'm biased now, but yes. You have great boobs too, Mom. They are perfect for your age."

"Thank you, and you may feel them too, they won't bite."

"No," he moaned, before kissing me. "I want to make sweet love to you now. I want to lose my virginity to you."

I smirked and lied back. He got off the couch so I could lie down completely, but he calmly got back on top of me.

I still managed to grab his member and aligned it with my slit. "Don't worry, I'm on the pill, so you won't get your mommy pregnant if cum inside her. You may fill me up as much as you want. I don't know what's taking Kay so long, but take advantage of your dashing mom."

He nodded and kissed me again before he calmly pushed his rod into my slit. "Holy shit, I just lost my virginity to my mom," he let out, breaking eye contact and shaking.

"I know," I agreed, setting my palms down on his lower back. "Now look at me and make sweet love to me. Pretend I'm Kay if you want, I don't mind. This is for you, Bill, no one else."

He had a confused, but turned-on look on his face, so he needed some time to process everything. Nevertheless, I wanted him to treat the whole situation the right way. It was unorthodox, but still hot.

After a moment of shaking, he leaned down to me and kissed me again. "I fucking love you, Mom. You're the best mom ever," he praised me, prior to thrusting slowly.

He stayed close to me to start with and attacked me with his breath, but I didn't mind. I got to feel his cock going haywire in my snatch, and it was small enough that it could coast back and forth effortlessly. He tried his best to keep his eyes on me, but it was a fool's errand.

He got to feel my boobs rubbing against his chest, and surely enough, that shot him in the foot. He was more than willing to accept the consequences, though. I massaged his back and made him feel as wonderful as possible without helping him fuck me.

Even just on the couch, he managed to make sweet love to me perfectly. He went slow and didn't say a word, but I loved it that way. He even managed to lean to me to kiss me numerous times too.

"If you need to cum, then fill me up, son. Your mommy isn't gonna judge you."

"Okay, Mom," he moaned, before angling his head up.

I felt him jolting with each shot, and he certainly did fill me up, but I still couldn't physically see it down there. Nevertheless, I felt flooded down there by the time he was done. I also got the serene taboo feelings that came from having my son do it too.

I loved it so much that I spawned a few tears, but he was too busy dealing with his orgasm at the moment. That didn't last forever, and then he collapsed on me. I couldn't help, but wrap my arms around him.

"You lost your virginity to your mom."

"I know, thank you," he let out, out of breath.

"Just don't do that to her unless it's okay with her and she's on the pill."

"Okay, Mom," he muttered, before kissing me. "May I make love to you again?"

"Yes, your rod is still inside me."

"I want to make it sexy for you, Mom," he made clear, putting a small gap between us. "I want you to love it."

"You did, but go for more if you wish," I implored him, dropping my palms to his lower back. "And don't force yourself to not look at my boobs. Even though you're my son, that doesn't mean they don't like to be leered at, dude."

"I think you're nuts, Mom, but okay," he branded me, before thrusting his cock again. "Where do I..." he said, before grabbing my thighs. "Oh, this is better, Mom. Wow, you're beautiful. May I call you a MILF?"

"You may, and thank you."

He made kissing faces, but also shot me blank faces as he made sweet love to me once again. It was like he unleashed a river into my twat, so I had no idea how much seed he had left, but I wanted to find out, though.

He certainly helped himself to see my tits move somewhat as he kept his dick thrusting. So, that shot him in the foot again, but in a good way. He proved that after a while, he did find me attractive and would love to fuck me.

So, allowing him time to process things did pay off, and he managed to speed up a tad after a few minutes. Neither of us said a word and soaked in the incestuous intimacy like we were both never-ending towels taking in a tidal wave.

I felt the veins in his dick going nuts, but I still didn't jump to any conclusions on how long he could last. I just took all the pleasure I could get from him and enjoyed every second of it. I loved the sex, but seeing him look into my eyes with those lusty and loving eyes was the real prize.

Whether I liked it or not, I was cheating on my husband with my son, and due to the incest, it wasn't a contest. He looked at me like a mom, but unlike a mom too. He showed love and just how appreciative he was too.

Even if he didn't say it with words, but that face he gave me, he screamed it, so speak. He still managed to lean down to me to kiss me. Even though he was a virgin before, he got a somewhat violent shove towards being a sexual ninja.

My breasts still got his attention several times, and it showed that he was losing it once again. I didn't say a word to influence him one way or another, so I wanted him to be completely authentic. I knew he was getting ready for his hot step-sister, and I did want them together, so whatever he needed, I wanted him to have it.

His back had to be getting tired, but he wasn't about to stop. So, the incest got to him too, and he wasn't gonna turn his back on it then. We both knew he'd have to unleash his load sooner or later, but his mommy provided the will for him to fight like hell.

"I fucking love you, Mom," he moaned, before leaning down to me again and kissing me. "I never met Kay's mom, and she raised a wonderful young, but you're still better."

"Thank you."

"Maybe I shoot you?" he wondered, pulling out and getting on his knees.

"As long as you're using cum bullets."

He nodded, but I came up with him, but kept my jugs towards this cock. "No, allow me, son," I mumbled, before taking his cock in my hands.

I ensured he submerged my rack as much as possible. I went back and forth between looking at his face and rod, but seeing the look on his face was priceless. So, I saw his face more, but still, I loved seeing seed attacking my boobs too.

After a moment, he was done, and then I had to lean up completely and have him check out his handiwork. "Just a thought, but let Kay control your seed like that," I suggested, before kissing him. "She'll get off on that."

"Okay, Mom," he moaned, prior to kissing me and wrapping his arms around me.

So, he felt my cum covered melons and owned it. I enveloped my arms around him too, and we made out as passionately as possible for over five minutes. I felt my heart pumping like a jackhammer, and I didn't even know what to think, but I loved my son.

After that make-out session, he parted his lips. "If I didn't want Kay so much, and you weren't married, I might take you. You're a hot fox, Mom."

"Thank you for that."

Then he suddenly got down on his knees on the floor. "I don't know how much longer Kay will be in the shower, but I want to feel good now, Mom," he made clear, feeling my thighs. "I've never done this and never thought I'd do it to my mom, but wow, I motherfucking love you like no son should now," he rambled, before letting his tongue out.

"Trust me, dude," I murmured, feeling his head. "If you do this for Kay, she will love you like no one else and you'll be wasting a lot of water in the shower too."

He licked my beaver ever so slowly and attempted to look at me, but it was a fool's errand. He closed them after twenty seconds, but kept his tongue dragging on those lips down there. He wasn't great, but of course, it was his first time.

He just got a hell of a lot sexier because he put in that effort. I still felt charmed by that and went with it. I kept my hands on his head, but didn't pressure it too much. I wanted him to learn for himself, and what better way could he than real-life experience?

So, I watched him even if he didn't view me. He focused himself and pushed down on my thighs too. Sure enough, it was still quite the push with it being me, but he wasn't about to run before he could walk.

"Yes, son, move that tongue somewhat too and enjoy my juice too. I've tasted it myself, so I know how sweet it is."

"Mom," he giggled, peeking at me.

I blew him a kiss and he returned the favor. Then he went back to my pussy once again and made me feel good. That time, he managed to keep his eyes open for a minute. He mainly licked up and down ever so slowly, but he used the motherly inspiration I gave him to help out.

I wanted to say so many things again, but I kept my lips zipped metaphorically speaking. I kept my lips separated and slathered them quite casually whether he was looking my way or not. Either way, he was golden to me.

My bush also posed no issue then, but I could see him trying to avoid it then. So, it was gonna be a problem in due time. Yet, it was exciting to him to deal with the situation he put himself into then. I failed to stop massaging his head, so I displayed the sexy message for him perfectly.

I also knew he was tempted to check in with me, but he held strong and went with it. I also noticed his wet face too, so he was working me well. All the while, the incest factor did the heavy lifting, but he even figured letting his tongue into my cunt was a good idea.

"Oh, yes, Bill, you're certainly learning as you go along. If I know Kay, she will love you no matter what like me, but keep your eyes on the prize: giving her an orgasm. So use that tongue just like that, and move it all around in there."

He nodded, but didn't stop. He watched the hot display I put out for him, and he wasn't about to let go. I knew his back had to be getting tired once again, but the incest made him a tough nut to crack.

I even fondled his neck as well, so he was well taken care of indeed, but without words. I soaked in the incest like it was the sexiest-smelling perfume, and it was just making both of us hornier by the second.

I wanted to spout off so many things, but I held back for the time being and allowed him to ride the mother/son incest train to wherever it was going then. Sure enough, my pussy wouldn't be able to take it forever, but I was more than willing to find out.

He calmly slathered those lips as calmly as possible it appeared, but it seemed he was learning at his own pace and making progress. My moans gave that away, but I still didn't pat him on the back too hard to make him full of himself.

Nevertheless, the incest hit me too, so I needed to pull him to me. "Give your mommy a kiss, son," I moaned, before kissing him and grabbing his rod. "I love you more than life itself, and any woman that claims that about their adult kids and won't have sex with them, then they're full of shit. I never told you, but I have thought about getting intimate with you before, dude. Well, not when you were underage, I'd want you to be mature," I made clear, guiding it to my pussy. "Truth be told, I'd hope Kay's dad do it for her if she wished. Consequential incest is quite grand, don't you think?" I asked, pushing him towards me.

"Yes, Mom."

"Now feel me too, feel me wherever you want, but tell me you love me."

He placed his palms on my butt and closed the gap completely so my boobs even touched his chest. "I love you, Mom. You are the best mom in the world, I don't know about the sex thing, but I'll take your word for it," he let out, thrusting his rod.

I kissed him and held him somewhat tight, but left him plenty of room to keep his dick moving. I felt it even expanding a bit, and getting my cunt good. So, I just took all the joy I could get from him and enjoyed every second of it.

He made sure to lean to kiss me several times too, and show the love. Sure enough, it was out there, and only getting better when I knew I'd make my own son cum in due time. Even with my eyes open, I pictured it happening.

I wanted him to plaster my jugs, but I still wasn't in a hurry. I wanted him to have an authentic orgasm, so to speak. He managed to look at me for the most part, but I was practically daring him to break eye contact. Yet, he shot me the lustiest, yet loving look he could muster then. 

Nevertheless, he still had his limit, so after five more minutes, he pulled out, but I grabbed his johnson. "Are you gonna give your dashing mom more of your seed?" I asked, stroking it.

"Yes, I'll do anything for you, Mom," he moaned, before kissing me.

He kept his lips on mine as I kept my hands moving ever slowly on his member. I got the grand feel of his cum blasting on my tits and stomach blindly. Having it happen as we kissed each other just made it sexier.

He still managed to moan and jolt, but his lips remained on mine, and he clenched my butt cheeks like he was trying to rip them off my backside. So, it hurt a little bit, but it was still quite pleasurable, though.

"Wow, son," I said, parting my lips. "I knew you loved me, but damn."

"Well, you're still the best mom in the world, if not the universe."

"Good, the next time you two shower together, I think you should tell her how much you love and respect her."

"Okay, Mom."