Even though my flesh and blood son told me he was ready to go to my bedroom, I stood there and kissed him again. "Just don't cum inside me unless you want to get your mom pregnant, Adam. I have condoms, though, so don't break them."

"I'll keep that in mind, Mom."

I kissed him again and moved back a tad. Then I dropped my hand to his, and he calmly took it. I smiled at him and escorted him back to my bedroom as his dick was still hanging out. Once I had him in there, I turned on the light and had him sit down on the bed. I stood in front of him and let him soak in my body a bit more.

"If you were anyone else on the planet, well, except maybe Brad Pitt, I'd slap you for staring, but you're my handsome son," I said, before leaning down to his face. "This is where you kiss me."

"I'm sorry, Mom," he apologized, before kissing me unlike a son again. "I love you so fucking much."

"I love you too; now, would you like to feel my boobs?" I asked, before grabbing my pillow and cleaning them off too. "They're cum free now, son, but you can always get them wet again," I offered, before grabbing his hands and setting them on my hooters.

I watched him react again and saw his jaw drop like an anvil from the sky.

Then I covered his hands with mine. "So, you like them?"

"You could say that, Mom."

"And do you see any scars down there? Nope, your mommy's tits are real."

"Good to know, Mom. Wow, these feel good."

"Do they feel as good as you imagined, Adam?"

"Better, Mom."

"Thank you," I mentioned, leaning down to kiss him.

It lasted for thirty seconds, and I had him quaking the bed. After I parted my lips, I sat down next to him, and he couldn't even bring his hands away.

"You may take a closer look if you want, son; they're not going to bite."

He couldn't resist that invitation, so he leaned his head down to them and pressed his face right between them first. So, he really did feel them, and yet again, I couldn't put my head in his, but I knew for sure he was enjoying himself.

He practically caressed my rack with his face all over them for a few minutes, and I couldn't help, but feel his head as he did. "Well, I knew if you just gave in you'd relish the results. Don't you love it when you listen to your mommy? She's always right."

"You weren't right about Ashley," he pointed out, raising his head.

"Well, that's my name, dude, so there'd be too many 'Ashleys' in your life. It'd be extra weird then when you knew you boned your mom Ashley."

"Okay, fair enough," he replied, before kissing me. "I love you."

"I love you too, now; how about you take those clothes off and get closer to me?"

He bit down on his bottom lip, but did it again. He pushed off his pants and boxers completely and then took off his shirt as well. So, as he was naked, I lied down and invited him to cuddle with me.

I wanted him to feel my body with his to get acquainted with it before we went much further. I pulled him right on top of me and wrapped my arms around him. So, he felt the lion's share of me, but I made sure not to pressure him to stick his cock inside me.

His face stayed on my chest even though he was taller than me, but of course, feeling my completely nude body on his was the real prize. I had him vibrating like mad, but I wanted him to make his moves on his own.

After a few minutes, he slowly leaned off me. "Do you have condoms?"

"Yes, in that jewelry box on my dresser."

"You keep condoms in there?" he asked, getting off the bed.

"Yes, can you think of a more clever place to put them?" I pondered, arching my back and letting my legs hang off the bed as he grabbed one.

"No," he answered, ripping the package. "No, I can't, but you don't need to be clever; you're already intoxicatingly stunning, Mom," he complimented me, taking it out.

"Allow me," I suggested, taking it from him.

"Are you just trying to be as hot as possible?"

"No, I'm just that good," I broke the news, putting it on the head of his cock. "You weren't masturbating to me for nothing," I added, pushing it back before I kissed him.

"Okay," he muttered, looking away.

"There's no need to be embarassed; I accept you as my horny son."

Then I just sat there and let him make his move. We stared for a moment as he seemed to be comprehending the situation. I kept my nude body right for him to leer at, and of course, it was the job. So, after a moment, he kissed me again and slowly pushed me down on my back.

He casually got on top of me and kissed me a few more times. I could tell he was very nervous once again due to him finally getting his wish granted. So, once again, I had him go through his own motions.

I felt him eventually reach for his rod and align it with my entrance down there. "Words can not express how much I love you, Mom. You're awesome," he praised me, before calmly grabbing my thigh and shoulder and pushing it into me.

"Oh, thank you, son," I moaned, slanting my head back. "I try my best."

He couldn't move much for a moment, but he was still getting used to the fact of having sex with me. So, once again, I gave him time to comprehend it.

Yet, it was too great for him to overthink it, so he viewed me again and grabbed my other thigh. "Holy shit, I'm making love to my mom," he moaned, thrusting his dick. "Wow, you're elegant and just..."

"Sweet, pretty, cool, hot to trot?"

"All of the above, Mom," he let out, before dropping to me and kissing me. "I can't believe I'm having sex with my mom."
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"Well, believe it because if you break the condom, some of your sperm could get to my womb, so be careful."

He nodded and stayed close as he did, in fact, make sweet love to me. His chest stayed right on my boobs, and we both felt them rub ever so slowly too. I knew there were several factors in his loving the experience, but those were two big ones.

I felt his back and massaged it somewhat for him, so he was all set, except for him needing to make sure he didn't break the condom. I felt more than wonderful making him feel good, and actually getting laid didn't hurt my feelings either.

He attacked me with his breath, but it was a very small price to pay. He looked at me the best he could, but it was a fool's errand to maintain constant eye contact for him. I had to move my head from time to time, but he was truly going nuts already.

Yet, I trusted him not to flood my womb with his seed because I loved him that much. I felt his prick going haywire just like when it was in my hands, even through the condom, but yet, I was liking it that way.

He kept his thrusts rather small then, but still got the point across. He was still making love to me and sweating his ass off too. I saw him practically losing it even just after a few minutes, but still, he wanted to keep going and finish the job.

"After we're done, can we do it again?"

"Yes, son," I assured him, rubbing his neck. "You may have full access to me if you want."

"Okay," he moaned, before arching his back.

He grabbed my thighs again and held them tight as he let his johnson go in and out again. That time, I leaned my head up a bit to see it happening.

"Do you like seeing it, Mom?"

"Yes, it paints the incest picture even better. So, keep going, and don't stop until you need to shoot. When you do, pull off the condom and cum on your hot mother again. Make me feel you and all you have to offer."

"You're nuts."

"I know," I agreed, blowing him a kiss. "But you have to accept me as your MILF of a mom too."

"I understand."

He kept his johnson going, and it had been five minutes by then, but I could by the look on his face that he was, in fact, pushing him like mad not to shoot too soon. So, I practically dared him to keep going.

Although, he proved not to be bulletproof when he did have to pull out. "Shit, I'm sorry, Mom," he apologized, jolting.

I saw him cumming, and as he was out of power, he couldn't get the condom off his cock. Needless to say, he filled it up, and as soon as it did, I witnessed his seed leaking out a bit.

Then I leaned to him and pulled it off him. "I think you got out just in time, son," I mentioned, holding it. "Wow, that's a lot of cum, Adam. I guess you really were crazy about me."

"I still am, Mom. I wasn't masturbating with your underwear for nothing."

"Good," I added, before tossing it into the small wastebasket and wrapping my arms around him again.

We kissed each other once again, but he couldn't resist feeling me up for a moment.

Yet, he yanked his hands away. "Shit, I'm sorry, Mom."

"For what?"

"For just feeling you up without asking."

I snatched his palms and placed them on my hooters again. "Dude, I'm your mom; you're not gonna get #MeToo'ed here; I love you and want you to feel your wish come true."

"Okay, Mom," he moaned, pushing me back down on my back.

He went back to my boobs and felt them with both hands first. Still, I let him be the ringleader and do whatever he wanted with me. That meant him leaning toward them and leaving a string of smooches all over them.

I smiled and giggled, but didn't speak. That paid off when he let his tongue out to my right nipple. He couldn't look at me when licked it, but he didn't need to, though. I just felt the joy immediately soar throughout my body again and shake.

"So you liked that, Mom?"

"Yes, but don't worry about me. You're my son, and whatever you do with me will most likely be pleasurable to me. Just think of me as any other woman you've been with, okay?"

"I've only been with a couple of other ladies, and they weren't impressed. Plus, I know you don't think it's a negative, but you're my mom, and I need to make you feel good."

"You will, so don't worry," I assured him, before kissing him. "Just have fun with your mom, and spread the cum."

"You're not just nuts, but whatever is next on the list," he branded me, before letting his tongue out again.

Once again, he couldn't keep eye contact with me and slathered my nipples that time. He titillated me and made me feel his head. I knew I wanted to let him be him and pressure him, but I couldn't help it.

I had my son not only pleasing me; but living up to his urge to get with me. So, all bets were off, but in a good way. He went from licking my nipples to sucking them into his mouth and back and forth.

He also paid equal attention to both of them and kept them in his hands as well. All the while, I made damn sure to watch him as my life depended on it. He surely got the spot on me quite a few times so I had no choice, but to push his head.

Nevertheless, I had to pull my hands away, but then he lifted his head. "Did I do something wrong?"

"No, of course not."

"Why did you pull your hands away?"

"Not to push you too far because this is your fantasy, and you should make it your way."

"Then feel my head, Mom. I want you to react how you would with anyone else."

"Aye aye," I added, before I felt his head again, and he went back to my boobs again. "Yes, get your mommy's titties, Adam. They're completely real, and I'm one-hundred percent down with whatever you to do with me."

He nodded again, but kept his mouth and tongue busy on my nipples then. I had no idea what all he wanted to do or even what he'd make himself do, but he had me more than eager to find out, though.

Not only did he go on my nipples, but after a few more minutes, he got onto his side next to me and let a hand over to my twat. That surely got me to laugh again and quake the bed too. I had to take the pleasure with a grain of salt too because I wanted to last.

My son admitted he had only been with a couple of different ladies, but he seemed to know what he was doing even as he was still nervous. Nevertheless, I attempted to calm him down by pulling him to me to kiss him somewhat.

Every time I did it, I closed my eyes and pressed my lips hard on him. I didn't make them last too long, though, but enough for him to get the picture. As time went on, though, I moved us both back and forth as he was knocking down my defenses.

"So, am I making you feel good; you're swaying back and forth a bit?"

"Yes, now stop being so nervous, dude," I told him, leaning up and grabbing his rod. "You love me, and I love you. If you go through this with anyone just questioning yourself and fearing the worst, then it's not gonna be so good. You want to make me feel good, and yes, doing stuff right is part of it, but you gotta be true to yourself too. A woman does love confidence, and you need to have it in yourself."

"Okay, Mom," he moaned, coming up with me. "You're just like Reagan Foxx, Kayla Paige, and Lauren Phillips all rolled into one breathtaking woman. Just know this isn't like flipping a light switch; this is like climbing a mountain."

"Okay," I giggled, stroking his dick. "Well, feel my slit, and get up a few more feet on your metaphorical sexual mountain."

He nodded and felt my snatch. "Wow, that's wet."

"Hey, just because I'm getting older doesn't mean my cunt stops working."

"Already then, Mom," he laughed, getting on his knees and closer to me. "Wow, you're a sexy woman; I can't get over it."

I kissed him again, and we just kept making each other feel good with our hands.

"You may take all the baby steps you want, but let's face it, you already got two big wins: you made love to me, and you splashed me with your seed. So, don't sell yourself too short."

"Okay, I'll keep that in mind. You have an extra sexy MILF pussy."

"Am I a MILF to you?"

"Well, you're a mom, so yes."

I smiled at him again and pressured his member a little harder. He immediately bit down on his bottom lip and went on defense again. He kept his fingers on my twat, but couldn't move them too much.

It appeared any movement they did make were just reactions to the thrills I was giving him. I didn't fault him, though, and took that hand. I brought it to my mouth and let his fingers into my mouth.

He glared at me again as I sucked the juice off his fingers, and his johnson was still going nuts in the process. He jolted and moaned; but managed to stay upright. So, he made himself eager to please me, but I was more than willing to work with him.

I calmly extracted my fingers. "So, did you like that?"

"I'm sure you could shit in a sexy way, Mom."

I just started laughing and rubbed my face for a moment.

"You're just in another world of beauty."

"There's flattery, but shit, son," I said, getting off the bed and going backward.

I got onto my knees on the floor, and he scooted towards me. As his legs were hanging off the bed, I grabbed his dick again and stroked it with both hands. He supported himself with one hand and pet and blew me a kiss with the other.

"Do you have more cum in the tank, son?"

"An ocean or two, I'm sure."

"You mean The Pacific Ocean, right? Not The Artic Ocean?"

"Maybe one of each."

"I love you," I giggled, before kissing him again. "The other two women you've fucked, did they like you shooting them?"

"No, they didn't."

"Now that's a crime, but fuck them, right? You plastered a lot on your mom, who is better than that?"

"No one."

"Good answer," I praised him, before leaning to his wood.

He twitched again, but I only rubbed the head on my face a bit then. I watched the results and saw him jerking back and forth still. He still made himself stay up so he could see me, and I appreciated that. After a moment, I lazily opened my mouth and let the head into my mouth.

"Oh, Mom, you're awesome," he moaned, feeling my head with both hands.

I laughed yet again and let my lips thrust just a little so I could keep my eyes on him. He instantly began biting down on his bottom lip, but kept his position. I pushed my lips down a little bit further, but not that much.

"Oh, Mom, that feels so good. I can't believe my pecker is in your mouth."

I nodded and massaged his thighs in an effort to relax him somewhat. Nevertheless, it was a tall order to make him enjoy me and have him not go apeshit. Yet, I was up for the task and pushed my lips down further.

"Yes, just like that, Mom," he let out, lying down and covering his face. "Fuck, I love you, I love you, and I love you some more."

 I still didn't move my lips too much, and enough to get that result. I had no idea again if Adam could hold his load, but I was more than willing to take the risk. I watched him take the thrills, and it was a delight to see indeed.

Yet, I knew he couldn't go that far, so I kept it slow; but oh, so pleasurable too. He moved back and forth somewhat; but he managed not to quake the bed again. Nevertheless, I planned on going further based on his response to the gratifications.

He moaned, and even when his hands weren't on his face; he still had his eyes closed. Still, with him having a crush on me, I had to take that into account in making him into a sexy stud that could make it with me.

So, after a couple of minutes, I brought my mouth off his rod and pulled him up with me. "You do gotta look at me when I blow you, though, son. I love seeing you love the pleasure, but I want some intimacy too. You do have to find that with a woman at some point."

He nodded and let both hands out behind him so he could support himself. Then I set both my hands at the base again and took his pecker back into my mouth. He let out another big moan, but did keep his eyes on me that time.

"Yes, Mom, go down as far as you can. I'll hold my load, and I'll do it just for you. Just for my number one woman in the world."

I smiled and nodded as I kept my lips still moving in small movements. Yet, I ket them down towards the center of his wood, but he still managed to stay up and watch me. He knew how important I was to him, and with my words, he committed himself.

After another moment, he went further and felt my head. "Oh, I could say a million things, but you're just, you, Mom."

I rose again. "Well, I've never met anyone that's had sex with a family member, but I can guess you're feeling pretty darn good now," I theorized, rubbing the head on my nipple.

"Yes, you could say that."

I leaned to him again and placed my palms on his butt. "Kiss me."

Even with his schlong just on them, he kissed my lips as if he was in love with me. So, he proved he meant business and pushed his rod on my stomach again. Needless to say, I felt more than loved again, so the gift of incest just kept giving.

Then I parted my lips again and looked at him. "Sex can make or break any relationship, but I'm your mom, so it's not going break, but maybe make us tighter," I told him, before nonchalantly moving back to his cock yet again. "Just tell me when you have to cum, and then you may splatter me wherever you want. When you masturbate thinking of me, where do you cum?"

"I've never actually thought of having sex, Mom, I've just used pictures."

"Pictures, plural?"

"I have a few; I hope you're not mad."

"No, but again, you may have nude ones if you'd like. Then you can spread your cum as much as you want because of your mom. I'd still keep that under your hat, though."

"Okay, Mom, yes, I'd love nude pictures of you."

"Well, why don't you shoot my boobs and then take a picture?" I suggested, before taking his wood back into my mouth again.

"I love that idea," he let out, feeling my head. "And you actually want it on your breasts, Mom?"

I nodded and pushed down on his thighs as hard as I could. I tried to nail him down because I pushed my lips even further down his schlong and made him feel even stronger taboo feelings. So, he pulled my hair and shook around with his crotch being the base.

Yet, I loved that because his time clock was running out. I kept going on him and waited for it to run out, but sure enough, I still wasn't in a hurry. I wanted his orgasm to be as authentic as possible, but of course, with the added incest factor, it wasn't completely authentic.

Still, seeing him looking right back at me when I sucked his cock was more than mindblowing, but loving. I knew it was a real wildcard on how this could go, but it truly seemed to be paying off tenfold.

"Oh, shit, Mom, I gotta cum now, I'm sorry," he warned me, jolting again.

I released it and aimed it at my rack. "Don't be sorry, think of me as the hot cook that made you those spicy pork chops, and you're burping and in your stomach, dude," I told him, stroking it.

"Okay," he let out, before he let out his first stream.

That time, he grabbed onto the edge of the mattress and made himself stay up to see the fireworks. He unleashed another big load all over my moneymakers. I moved it somewhat, but didn't watch because I wanted to watch him react.

Although, as soon as he was done, he lied back. "Wow, Mom, you're..."

"Still awesome?" I asked, going to my phone.

I took a picture of myself. "I'm sending it to you, horndog," I added, before setting my phone down and getting back on the bed with him.

I got on top of him and had him feel his cum, but he didn't object. We made out again for a couple of minutes, but after that, he reached for his pecker again and blindly aligned it with my beaver.

"And you're still not done with your mommy?" I asked, helping him push it in there. "You know, some of the best things in life are free, and when push comes to shove, you need to go for of those things, Adam. Maybe for some of them, you'll get shut down," I explained, rising. "Nevertheless, I hope you think about that in the future. As I said, you gotta have confidence, you know what I mean?" I asked, pulling him up with me and wrapping my arms around him again. "If I were a betting woman, I'm sure every guy in your age group would love to be in your position right now. Maybe they wouldn't all admit it, or even know it for sure until they knew it would happen, but let's face it, they would love it. Now your dick is inside me again, you have my big boobs to play with here, and you have me all in with you, too, so I hope you make the right move."

"What am I, a cop trying to solve a murder?"

"Something like that, smart-ass," I branded him, before kissing him. "Now hold my thighs and feel the pleasure, son," I told him, before pushing him back down and riding him. "Now look at me, whether it's at my boobs or my face, just keep your eyes on me."

"Yes, Mom, holy shit, you're hot."

"You can't compliment me enough, can you?"

"No, I can't."

We both added to the passion which kept us going strong. I stayed on my knees and kept my hands on his stomach. I wanted to grab his arms, but I still felt the need for him to grab me and use me for his own sexual thrills, so to speak.

I wanted him to be in control, so I fucked him with my pussy, but let him go with the real level of much, though. I certainly felt him pushing me up and making me bounce, but of course, I kept my own thrusts coming too.

My boobs shook, and he leered at them, but he also knew I wanted some intimacy with him too. So, he did look up at my eyes occasionally too. So, I commended him and blew him kisses as a reward for that.

He moved his hands over to my butt as well, and held those cheeks the best he could. Not that I was risking falling, but still, he took better control of me and enjoyed the sexual bomb I was dropping on him.

We weren't quite making the bed quake then, but we were still moving a decent amount to keep our sweat glands working overtime. I cheesed at my son as if he just gave me the perfect Mother's Day gift, but in a way, he was.

I wanted to say many things too, but I kept my lips zipped for the time being. I just let the intimacy go forth, and the sex truly speak for itself. Yet, he wanted to make me love him more in the process too so he leaned up to kiss me.

We felt one another even better, and with him being taller than me, we were almost in the perfect position to paste our lips together. Which we did for a few minutes again, and we both kept our hands on one another's butts.

We both laughed a bit, but it was more happy laughter that we were experiencing each other like that. Anyway; after a few more minutes, Adam parted his lips again and dropped to my jugs. He grabbed both of them and let his tongue out once again.

"You're earning more points by the second, then once you meet someone and get that woman in this position, I hope you use this new confidence on her. If need be, come to me and ask me for the ring your father gave me. I'll give it to you if you want it, and I actually like her. I guess for that to happen, you gotta make her like you too, huh?" I asked, rubbing his head. "After tonight, I'd certainly hope you wouldn't wait at all to introduce her to me. Not that I'm gonna have you followed just to see if you are seeing someone without me knowing."

"Okay, Mom," he moaned, before kissing me. "This is so much better than I could've ever imagined. You're just so sexy both inside and out, Mom. I feel so damn good emotionally right now, I feel like I'm... I don't know, something."

"It's okay, Adam, I feel it too, but you're the one with a crush, so you feel it more. If anything, I should be jealous of you. Until then, you do you and do whatever you need to appreciate me even more. If you feel the need to stick your dick in my asshole, then do it. Well, at least tell me first."

"No, I'm not into anal sex. I just mean I'm having sex with my mom. It's the sexual equivalent of being on stage at Ruoff Music Center when KoRn or Slipknot is playing. I just can't even focus on them playing, I'm like..."

"Getting high on me?"

"I guess, Mom. I mean that in a good way."

"I know," I laughed, before pushing him back. "You don't have to explain that one to me; I read you loud and clear," I made clear, stealing his hands and placing them on my boobs. "Some things can't be explained. You don't know why you love those bands so much, and you can't tell me why you have a crush on me either. I'm not asking you to explain a damn thing; I just like knowing it's true so I can give you the pleasure you crave, son. Even if it's mother/son protocol, I don't give a flying fuck; I'm gonna make you feel good with my body in more ways than one. Because mother/son sex rules," I proclaimed, riding him again. "It really does."

"I could not agree more; now let yourself get high."

"Dude, I'm already floating in the sky with the clouds," I told him, thrusting my pussy off his manhood again.

That time; he kept his hands on my titties and held them tight.

So, he gave himself leverage like that. "Are these 'D's, Mom?"

"Almost, but 'C's are still sexy, aren't they?"

"Oh, yes, you're rocking this pair perfectly."

"Well, flattery gets you everywhere."

We got each other all worked up again, and that time made the bed come off its legs a few times. That also meant she got bigger grasps on my knockers and made him quake the bed too, so it turned into a nonstop chain reaction.

Then I grabbed his arms. "Dare I ask: are you gonna want to have sex with me again?"

"Hell yes, Mom."

"Good answer; now watch your cock appear and disappear, son."

He did just that, and again, I watched him react to the gratification again. And he enjoyed the sight like it was KoRn or Slipknot playing, just like shocked and really unable to fully fathom the thrills right at that moment.

Although, I made him have to bring his head back again. In fact, he closed his eyes again and covered his face. He failed to utter a word, but I was certain that he needed to cum. So, I rose off his wood and grabbed it.

"And I didn't have you wear a condom; I'm a naughty mom, huh?" I asked, aiming his johnson straight up. "Now that cum on your middled age mother again, and watch me this time."'

He made sure to do just and just in time too. That time, he could only spit out three streams, but each still took out like a bat out of hell and attacked my rack or stomach. I applied a little pressure and stroked it for that last one, and made it the best.

"Well, thank you again, Adam," I said, sitting on his legs and pulling him up to me. "I'm gonna want to have sex with you again too, but again, don't be telling your friends in college. They have mouths and might tell your Dean or something and they might take it the wrong way."

"I understand, Mom."

"Good, now I have something else challenging; are you up for it?"

"Yes, Mom."

I pecked his cheek again and lied down next to him with my legs spread. He didn't need me to spell it out for him, so he got on his knees and then got in between my legs.

"It's just a cherry, but you don't literally eat it."

"Good to know."

"That's what I'm here for, dude."

"No, good to know I got the 'smart-ass' jean from you," he told me, feeling my snatch. "I've never done this before, Mom. So, be easy on me, I guess."

"Sweetie, I'm still your mom," I assured him, before blowing him another kiss.

He nodded and let his tongue out. I certainly didn't know what to expect, but I was up for anything by then. He gave my slit a few gentle licks and made me tingle right away. Yet, I knew he planned so much more for me. So, I let him be him again and make his own way.

I couldn't turn down the urge to feel his head lightly and have him look at me. I didn't say a word, but shot him one lusty look. So, he massaged my thighs as well when he kept his tongue moving ever so slowly.

I felt the grand potential for some really great pleasure, but I didn't rush him. Just watched and supported all I could. Even though I was encouraging him to commit a felony, he went with it all to make his fantasy come to life.

With his tongue going up and down on my lips and even in between them somewhat too, he made it happen. So, I kept my legs wide open for him, and let him create his own pussy licking skills.

"You knew this would only make my cunt more wet, right?"

"Yes, Mom."

Even though he just started, I arched my back and kissed him. "Spoiler alert, probably one of the hottest things, if not the hottest thing a guy can do for his woman is eating her out. I hope you take that valuable piece of information and store it somewhere where you'll remember where it is."

He nodded and went back to my beaver. He swallowed, but stepped up to the plate again by placing his palms on my thighs and tongue on those lips too. I watched him like a bat even though just the idea alone of him licking my pussy was a major turn-on.

He made me convulse somewhat too, but I wasn't about to look away from him. Even with no experience, he was getting the job done and forcing my juice out as well. So, I could feel him even moving his face back and forth too because my juice was flowing out that much.

Needless to say between the incest and him just generally learning due to passion of the incest, we were bonding sexually better than I ever expected when I spread our my legs. I even started breathing heavily to deal with the pleasure, and that made him smile.

He wasn't about to stop, he was too much feeling his mommy's pussy then. So just as one of those bands was playing there, he wasn't going anywhere. His tongue went in between my lips to a shallow degree, but that still wooed me.

I made that clear by still reassuring his head a bit. So, it dove even deeper in there which got me to jiggling, but he had no issue following me around perfectly. Also with my hands on his head, it was easy, but he proved to be committed.

I felt him even kiss my lips down there too, and tickle me. I laughed, but didn't speak because I didn't want him to break the intimacy. It was too grand to put at risk even for a second, so I just looked at him and cherished him way more than a son.

I knew we'd have to keep our mother/son relationship, but right then, he was my powerful young new boyfriend that I wanted in my panties every single day for the rest of my life. I knew that couldn't happen, but he made me fantasize too.

As he looked at me while still going ever so slowly on me, I certainly knew that he knew how I was feeling then. Yet, he didn't speak a word either and just kept going on me. He wasn't about to bite off more than he could chew, so he stayed at his slow pace.

I didn't speak for better or worse on that, I just loved that he was not only pleasing me, but truly enjoying himself too. He never ate a twat before, but was still carrying on as a good son making me feel good.

He made sure to enjoy my nush too, having it dry his face and certainly tickling it too. He chuckled somewhat too, so I could tell exactly what was going on there. I wanted him to stick a few fingers into my cunt too, but I still couldn't bring myself to suggest anything to him.

I felt tears coming onto my face, and once he saw them, he climbed back up onto me. "Just be honest, did I do a half-decent job?"

"Yes, but again, any effort down there will be heavily appreciated. I know licking a vagina is much different from sucking a dick, but still, you can't go wrong successfully making a woman feel good that way."

"Okay, Mom," he moaned, lying down on me.

I encased my arms around him and cheesed. "I'm so glad you got to feel your mommy's pussy," I told him, before gently pushing his head up. "Be sure to come to me if you need to feel it again, but make sure you don't cut yourself from finding a woman to bring back here for me to meet, got it?"

"Yes, Mom."