"Mom, I gotta go," he whined, opening the door.

"Jack, I'm naked in here," I whined, shaking.

"I know, but I have to go," he reiterated, before I heard him go. "I'm sorry, but don't be mad. You've been in here for over 20 minutes now."

I groaned and nodded even though he couldn't see me through the shower curtain.

"You're right, I'm sorry, your dad's supposed to take me out tonight, and I want to get ready too."

"And, Mom, you're gonna be in here for another half hour after you're done in the shower. How long did you want me to wait? My bladder won't last forever."

"Okay, you've made your point, but don't forget I'm naked in here and can't come out until you're done."

He groaned, and then I peeked out there. "I'm sorry, Jack."

"It's okay, Mom," he muttered, before pecking my forehead. "So, what's the occasion?"

"It's just date night, we just haven't gone out in a while. What about you and Claire?"

"Um," he let out, breaking eye contact.

"You two broke up?"

"Um, yes, unfortunately," he confessed, before covering his face. "You're naked, so maybe this isn't the best time to talk about this."

"Well, yes, but I just thought you two might be getting serious. At least have her spend the night a few times."

"Um, Mom," he giggled, peeking at me. "She has spent the night a few times, you and dad just didn't know about it."

"Are you joking?"

"No, and again, you're naked behind that shower curtain," he whined.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to upset you, dude."

"It's okay, you didn't know, and maybe I thought we were getting serious. It wasn't like a sexual problem, but she didn't want to, Mom. She concluded that we should end it because she wasn't interested in getting serious," he told me, before a gap. "I'm gonna politely ask you not to make a big deal out of this, but..."

I nodded. "But what?"

"Oh, you're gonna make me regret telling you this," he let out, shaking a bit.

"What? Do I have to come out of here to get you to tell me?"

"No, but she kind of didn't like you, Mom."

I finally let my head back for a moment. I scoffed and felt my face for a moment. I pictured her with him a few times, and a few of our interactions.

"Well, that's a crock, son."

"I know, I'm gonna go now."

I peeked out there again. "Wait, do you want to talk about it?"

"No, you gotta ready for your date, remember?"

"I know, but shit, I liked her, and I thought," I said, before glancing at the floor. "I thought you two were good together.

"It's okay, Mom, I'm only 18. There'll be other ladies."

"Okay, but if you want to talk, let me know. I'm sorry again."

"It's okay."

Then I suddenly pushed the curtain open and came to him.

"Mom, you're naked," he protested, backing away.

"I cost you a girlfriend you loved," I reminded him, standing in front of him. "Let me hug you."

He got to see me completely naked for a few seconds, but he reluctantly hugged me. I hugged him back, and even though I was nude, he enjoyed it and convulsed the whole time. I didn't care; I just knew they were close, and then she just broke up with him.

"I'm sorry, my motherly instincts kicked in," I admitted, backing away a tad.

I kept my tits hidden on his chest, but gave him a sad face and pecked his cheek. "That is still bullshit. She just dumped you because she didn't like me?"

"It wasn't that simple, Mom, it was a couple of things."

"What else?"

"Don't you at last want to get dressed? What if Dad comes in here?"

I sighed and pecked his cheek. "If you want to see naked again, keep your eyes open," I joked, backing away.

He did look away, but as I leaned down to pick up my clothes, I swore I witnessed him still trying to sneak a peek. I didn't bust him, and once I had my clothes, we went to my bedroom.

Then I had him sit down on the bed. "Again, turn your head if you don't want to see me," I warned him, before dropping my clothes.

Oddly enough, he didn't, but he appeared to be sad. So, I was certain he was unhappy about Claire. I slipped into my bra and underwear, and then I heard my phone go off.

I picked it up. "Well, good timing for you, son. Your dad has to cancel, he's gonna be working and wants to know if it's cool if he crashes with Bob."

"Wait a minute, wasn't this supposed to be a make-up date?"

"Yes," I replied, before taking a deep breath.

"Now that's a crock. Well, tell him not to cancel, and to get his ass over here to take you out, Mom," he told me, before standing and pecking my cheek. "I saw you naked; you deserve to be taken out."

"Well, thank you, sweetie, but that's okay. Let me be a good mom and tell me what happened. Sit down with me," I told him, before sitting down.

I texted his father and put my phone down.

"Um, shouldn't you put some more clothes on?"

"I'm fine, and you think I look good, don't you?"

"Um, okay," he giggled, looking at the floor.

I hugged him from his side and pecked his cheek. "Well, apparently I'm the woman that loves you most, so dish."

"Okay, I warn you, I just know you, so you might think this is stupid, but..."

"But what?"

He groaned and happened to glance at my crack. "I'm sorry, Mom."

"You're right, I should cover up," I told him, leaning away.

"No," he objected, grabbing my arm. "It's okay, I'm comfortable with you," he made clear, smooching my forehead.

"Okay, so what the... You know, fuck? You two just seemed to click. What did I do?"

"Okay, you asked: it was because you told her it was okay for us to get... physical."

I laughed. "You're joking, right?"

"I told you, Mom, you'd think it was dumb. She thought it was weird and a turn-off. I know that was over a month ago, but at the time, I didn't think it was a big deal."

"But?"

"She just wasn't interested in doing it. I guess I was tainted, or something. She didn't hate you, but..."

"We even talked about this a couple of weeks ago. She made it seem like you two did the deed and were happy."

"Well, no, it never happened, Mom."

"Wait, are you telling me, you're a virgin?"

He answered my question by hiding his face and quivering.

"I'm sorry, son, i had no idea," I acknowledged, hugging him again. "Fuck, that... she didn't let you into her panties even once?"

"No, Mom, and..."

I leaned away. "You're more than a little frustrated? Holy shit, I'm surprised you didn't drop a few 'F' bombs in the bathroom. I caused that for you?"

"Mom, don't make it sound like that. You're a great mom, and you were honest with her. She couldn't handle it. I guess it would've been better for you to forbid it, I guess."

"Then she would've fucked you?"

He groaned. "I guess."

"I'm sorry, son, that's inappropriate."

"Mom, you're nearly naked. I think we might be over that line."

Then a tear came onto my face. "I just mean, did you two break out the 'L' word?"

He broke eye contact again. "We might have."

"Mother-" I let out, getting up. "That's bullshit, you two loved each other, but she still broke up with you because of what I said? And even after that, she still made it sound like you two were good. You said it wasn't sexual, though."

"Yes, we just didn't do it."

"No, that's still a sexual reason, though. It's important to lose your virginity to someone you love, and you loved her. She loved you, too, so that's just a crock. Well, maybe I'm biased, but still, that's bullshit. I didn't lose my virginity to someone I loved, but I'd hope you would, and maybe I had my hopes up for Claire."

"Mom, you're more worked up about this than I am. Don't worry about it, I'll find somone else, and hopefully I will love her before we hook up. Don't get all... you know, pissy and want to kill her over this. Maybe I wanted to have sex with her and get serious, but it didn't work. It's not like someone died, shit just happens."

"Watch your mouth," I laughed, before kissing him.

I just did it, but a few seconds later, i backed away. "Wow, I'm sorry, again, me being a mom," I broke the news, peeking at the floor. "And I'm still just in my bra and underwear. Maybe i'm not the best mom."

"No, Mom, don't worry about it," he told me, taking my hands in his. "You're a great mom, end of story."

"Okay, thanks, well, thanks as well for letting me listen, and sorry you had to see me naked. I didn't think when I just came out of the shower. I just wanted to comfort you, but I guess I did the opposite."

"A little yes, but you still made me feel better," he told me, before his eyes lingered.

He got sight of my crack again, and I knew it wasn't an accident. I didn't know how to feel, but I felt some joy. I showed him my body, but of course, he was sexually frustrated, so even though I was his mom, he was an easy target.

"Would you like to feel them?"

"What?"

"My breasts."

"What, no," he complained, getting off the bed. "Why would you ask that?"

I blinked a few times. "I'm sorry, son, that was completely wrong," I apologized, coming to him and taking his hands in mine. "Um, whatever you want to do tonight, we can do. Just you and me, and I can put some more clothes on too. We can go out to dinner or eat pizza on the couch. i don't care. Just tell me what I can do to make you feel better?. I'm embarrassed. I made an ass of myself. I'm your mom, and you're a growing young man who saw his mom's crack. That is my fault; I take full responsibility for it. Just don't be upset for me."

"I'm not upset, Mom. You're a beautiful woman, and yes, I'm sorry, I might've liked what I saw. It's wrong for me to like it, as it was wrong for you to flaunt it to me. We're both in the wrong, that's all. Nothing to be ashamed of, we just love each other."

I smiled and kissed him on the lips again. "And I love you more than life itself. I'm never gonna have another baby, so you're the lucky winner that gets all of my love. Well, besides your dad, but he decided to bail on me tonight. So, what do you want to do tonight?"

He took a deep breath and had to leer at my nearly nude figure yet again. I could tell he wanted me, and even if I knew it would be dead wrong to let something happen, I felt a little gitty. Then I got closer to him.

"Mom, I know you wanted to go out and have sex afterward with Dad, but I think you're letting that get the better of you now. Maybe I have a small mother crush, and I thank you for not killing me over it, but no, we can't do something. You're a stunning woman, but not for me."

"I know, smart-ass," I branded him, before pecking his cheek. "Well, we both know it's nice to be loved, and you know... desired. Is that too strong a word?"

"It might be, Mom, so you're not freaked out?"

"No, of course not, my stud of a son wants me, and it's all my fault. I let you see me, and I'm even sexier wet."

He nodded and took a deep breath. "There's no doubt about that, and you did look great naked, Mom."

"Was it my boobs?"

He had to let his head angle down to see them. "You could say that."

"Are you sure you don't want to see them agan?"

"Um, may I kiss you first?"

"Of course, my son," I answered, wrapping my arms around his neck. "Just do me one favor."

"What?"

"Just don't tell your father about this, and after we're done, have dinner with me."

"That's two things."

"Okay, smart-ass, two. You at least kissed, Claire, right?"

"Yes, a few times."

"Well, you must be turned on. I feel your boner down there. You have one because of your mom, Jack."

"That's what you want, right?"

"More like me reacting to it, and wanting to be closer to my son since my husband flaked on me. I didn't knowif I showed you my body that you'd like what you saw. My boobs are pushing on your chest too, so if you're sick, then so am I. So, even though I'm just my bra and panties, kiss me."

He didn't need any instructions than that anymore, he pushed his lips on mine and made out with me like he never had before in his life. If I had any doubts before, they went out the door. He felt my butt and squeezed my buttcheeks a bit.

I felt his johnson pressing on me more, and I loved it. I never thought I'd be doing this, but I loved it right from the get-go. He even made my head go back a little bit. So, I let him off his leash so to speak, and he was going.

Until he parted his lips and sat on the bed. "Mom, this is wrong. We can't do this. You're drop-dead gorgeous, but you're married to Dad," he reminded me, before glimpsing a me. "I would love to have sex with you, but it's still wrong."

"Don't worry, son," I told him, rising with him. "You'll lose your virginity to the woman who loves you most in the world. Claire turned her right to claim that when she broke up with you. Now you have a hot and horny mom who has nowhereelse to be, and wants to get closer to you," I explained, before taking his hands. "I strongly suggest that you bond with your mom, and remember this night for years to come," I added, prior to letting my hands come to his crotch. "You're packing down there, may I see it?"

"Claire didn't even see it. What if you don't like it?"

"Don't worry, son, I'm not gonna judge you, just love you. I expect you to do the same," I warned him, before undoing his pants. "Your father doesn't want to be with me tonight. Would you like to be with me tonight? You may say no if you want, but I want to feel the serene joy of being with someone who loves me."

"Dad loves you."

"Maybe on paper, but he's seen me naked countless times this year alone, but he hasn't shown much interest in me. A woman wants to be desired, just as a man would, but he's made it clear, he's not interested in me anymore," I explained, shedding a couple of tears and pushing down his pants. "Oh," I muttered, backing up a tad. "Your dick is nearly poking me. Now, tell me you love me, and even though I'm your flesh and blood mom, you would love the chance with me. You may say no, I will not stop loving you, but you liked what you saw. Maybe you're ashamed of it, but don't be," I told him, before kissing him. "You have a mom that adores you and wants to get an intimate as possible with you. You hve a hard on, but I'l let you have the final word, and I'm not gonna say this is a 'Now or never.' thing, but I've been your mom for over 18 years now, and I want to express how much I ove you."

He couldn't answer, he was just attacking me with his breath. I already knew e wanted me, even if for reasons he didn't understand. In any event, I didn't touch his rod even though I wanted to, but i di gte him to kiss me again.

He parted his lips after 10 seconds. "Wow, you're an elegant woman, Mom, may I see you naked again?"

"Just remember, your father never finds out about this."

"But it's still cheating, Mom."

"Well, I still need to be loved and wanted, son," I broke it to him, bringing his hands to my back. "And you want me, even if you shouldn't. Now have you ever taken off a bra?"

"No, Claire and I never had sex, remember?"

"She didn't even let you get to second base?"

"No."

I chuckled. "I'm tempted to call her something bad, but I won't. You never stole one of her bras to practice on, though?"

"No, not her's," he muttered, breaking eye contact.

"What?"

He took a deep breath. "We're not judging each other, right?"

"No, of course not."

He sighed. "Like 6 months ago, I did your laundry, and I kind of picked up your dark green bra."

"You did?" I giggled.

He nodded. "I practiced on it. I knew I shouldn't have, but I did."

"It's okay, son, but would you like to try again?"

"You mean the one you're wearing?"

"You wanted to see me, as I recall. You may see me, feel me, even taste me. Anything your father would've had the opportunity to do if he just taken me out tonight. I want to be sought after, and if you want me, then have me."

"Wait, shouldn't we go out first. I should show you a good time before we have sex."

"You have money to do that?" I chuckled.

He broke eye contact again.

"It's okay. How about you let me show you how much I love you, then we can go to where your father was supposed to take me?"

"Mom, what if I can't please you? I feel your legs down there, and I want to cum so badly. Damn, you have smooth skin," he moaned, convulsing.

"Well, that... female," I said, blinking a couple of times. "Claire should've helped you out there, but your dashing mom will. Now show me what you learned borrowing my bra."

He kissed me again and attempted to undo my bra. It was only a clasp bra, but I knew I pressured him whether he liked it or not. I saw him getting frustrated immediately, and his dick spread plenty of precum on my legs.

I wasn't sure if it was good or bad, but he was still getting upset. He didn't curse, but muttered under his breath somewhat. I managed not to laugh, but I smirked. Even though he didn't see my face, he knew I did.

"Need help?"

"Mom, I'm not about to ask you for help."

Then I leaned away from him. "Don't be afraid to ask for help," I assured him, brinigng my hands to my back. "You may practice with me."

"Do you mean after tonight?" he asked, quaking.

I smiled as I had it undone, but I didn't take it off all the way. "Well, after seeing me naked, is that something you want? Don't say what you think I want to hear, just tell your mom the truth."

He gulped and felt his face for a few seconds. I had him more than flustered, but I saw it as cute. I wasn't about to shame him or make him feel bad, but be his horny mom.

"Claire pulled a shitty move, son, but I will say this: you need some confidence," I alerted him, letting my bra fall. "Everyone needs a first, and I would love to be your first," I added, before pushing down my underwear too. "Now," I said, taking his hands. "I'm not sure how much you love me, but it's more than average," I mentioned, setting them on my bosoms. "That's not a crime, but acting on it is, so let's not tell anyone about this," I suggested, before taking his dick in my hands. "Wow, that is hard."

"Wow, you have soft hands, Mom," he moaned, quivering and sweating up a storm. "Are you gonna suck it?"

"You're curious about getting blown, are you? I can if you'd like me to, Jack, but how about we get more acquainted first?'

He nodded and kissed me. As he did, he moaned like mad, and vibrated as if he was my vibrator. From one second to the next, I felt his seed blast out.

"Oh, Mom," he let out, shaking again.

He couldn't even look down there; he just let his seed out, and that was that. My snatch was right there, and was the perfect target for him. I knew it'd feel good for him to give me a cumshot, but for one, I didn't know what was coming yet anyway was awesome.

It hit down hot, but quickly cooled down, and Iloved every second of it. Even after he was done, he was still breathing heavily. I stayed close to him, and didn't even look at his handiwork even though I wanted to.

I kissed him. "You must love me."

"Yes, Mom," he muttered, before peeking at my cunt. "Shit, will i get you pregnant? I got your..."

"Pussy, slit, cherry, twat, Jack?"

"Yes."

"Don't worry," I assured him, grabbing the blanket. "I'll be okay," I told him, wiping it all away. "You came a lot, dude. So, you really do want to fuck your mommy?"

"Yes, Mom, you're intoxicating."

"Thank you, but may I make one request?"

"Yes, anything, Mom."

I had him sit down on the bed, and I took his cock in my hands as I lowered myself to my knees. "Don't cum in my mouth," I warned him, before leaning to his dick.

"Wait, Mom," he objected, stopping me. "Even if I can't pay for anything, shouldn't we go out first? Let me make you feel good emotionally, so having sex would be right even though we're mother and son?"

"Ideally, yes," I responded, rising to him. "But you've already made me so good emotionally, Jack. You're my son, and you've shown me more love just in the last half hour than your father has in the past year. There's no one on the planet who could possibly love me more than you. Just let me know if you need to cum," I told him, prior to taking his rod into my mouth.

"Holy shit, Mom," he moaned, lying down. "My dick is in your mouth."

I giggled and let my lips thrust a little bit. I knew I wasn't supposed to love it either, but I knew even before i did it that the ship had sailed. I officially crossed that line with him and made him feel good again.

I didn't look his way because he lied down, but I was already having too much fun sucking his wood. He asked me about it before, so I knew he wanted me to, so I didn't tease him, and just did it for him.

His prick was shorter and thinner than his father's, but I didn't give a flying fuck. He proved that he loved me more than he should, and I wanted to return the favor. So, I blew my own son, and had his veins going haywire after 30 seconds.

He just came, but I wasn't gonna believe he wouldn't gain so soon. I wanted him to feel my head, but he was in shock. He shook nonstop again, and moaned like mad.So, it was msuci to my eyes and ears.

I kept my hands down at the base of his member, and let my lips go all the way down too. I knew that incrased the chance of him losing it, but maybe I wanted him to, though. In any event, I cherished getting close to my son, he did the same for me.

"Wow, Mom, that feels so good. You're... awesome."

I chuckled again, and released his schlong. "Does that mean you like me sucking your dick, son? I know i'm not supposed to, but here we are."

He forced himself to arch his back. "I love it, Mom, but it's still wrong. I want to fuck you in eery way possible, but does that make me a bad person?"

"Yes, and no, I guess," I confessed, leaning to him. "Obviously, it's wrong to cheat, but you're my son, and you do love me more than you should," I reminded him, rubbing the head on my nipple. "That's been established, but I know one thing: I'm gonnah ave sex with the mane that loves me most, and wake up next to him in the morning. Do you like the sound of that?"

"yes, but I shouldn't."

"I know," I told him, before kissing him. "I wasn't supposed to love you shooting me either, but I did," I admitted, going back to his wood. "Watch me this time, your mom wants intimacy, but you don't have to be perfect for me," I let him know, prior to taking it back into my mouth.

I watched him that time and saw the results of him feeling good. I let my lips thrust in smaller movements, but I got to see him feel good that way. He kept his palms on the bed, but managed to see me.

I planted my palms at the base again and ate up all the eye candy I could get from him. I forgot how much I loved giving head, and obviously, I loved it even more on my son. Yet, I didn't push him too far, too fast.

I didn't pressure his cock too much and kept it in small strokes then. Even then, I witnessed him losing faster than anyone else. With him sitting on the bed, I had perfect access to his prick, but for how long, I didn't know.

I still massaged it a bit too, so it was a lot to take in, no matter what, for him. For me, he was up for the challenge. Although, he still wanted to prove how much he loved me by pulling me up to him.

He kissed me and felt me up in the process. "Are you gonna divorce dad?"

"I'm not planning on it, no, but I do need something more to be happy?"

"What, me?"

"We don't need to discuss this now, just enjoy me," I told him, before taking his rod back into my mouth.

I could tell he was conflicted, but he let the pleasure win then. I sucked a little harder and waited for him ot lose it again. He had to angle his head back again and shed a few tears, too. I heard the sniffles, but I didn't ask about it.

I just cherished our time together, and felt more than gitty for his dick to get into my cunt. Nevertheless, I was still enjoying myself then. I breathed steadily through my nose and focused myself the best I could.

All the while, it was just a waiting game for him to shoot, and I intended on making him cum as much as possible. He managed to stay upright, but he couldn't look at me. I understood and just waited.

I had to push him a bit, but in a good way. The situation still ended happily, even if I was cheating. He needed to jerk around more and more as time went on, and again, I had to relish that. Still, I tried to walk a fine line, making him feel good without going too far.

Then he finally closed his eyes and felt his face. "I gotta cum, Mom."

I released his schlong and pointed at my boobs. "Then splatter my hooters, son."

He couldn't turn me down even if he wanted to then. So, I milked him for all he was worth and got 4 more small streams on my rack. I didn't even look, I just moved his member a little bit and felt the results.

I jolted again as I felt it, and cherished every second of it. I knew it was wrong, but still so right. I knew I loved my son before, but actually getting intimate with him was a game-changer. I not only loved it, but he did too.

"Thank you, son. You've given me some 'Mommy' gifts before, but shit."

"I love you, Mom."

"Then kiss me."

He couldn't turn me down, so we made out ever so slowly for a couple of minutes. I kept my hands down on his dick, and he felt my butt.

It was romantic feeling and spontaneous, but I did add in one thing. "Come on, wipeoff your seed and feel my tits, or even my snatch down there, son. It won't bite, I promise."

"You're crazy, Mom."

"Like a fox that loves her son."

He grabbed the blanket and cleaned off my rack for a moment. Then he leered at it again and shimmered. He proved over and over again that he was attracted to me, and maybe it just took him seeing me for him to realize it.

In any event, he felt my bundles of joy again. "Wow, Mom, Dad gets to have sex with you, and still neglects you?"

"It's a real dumbass move, huh?" I asked, covering his palms wth mine.

"How are we gonna keep this from him?"

"By not telling him, and he's been keeping himself a little scarce lately; so it won't be that hard. Are you afraid you can't face him?"

"Um, yes."

"No, you're proving to be a strong-skinned man, you'll be okay. If something is important enough to you, you'll protect it. You love your mom in a way you shouldn't, and you want to get with me again, correct?"

He nodded.

I kissed him and lied down on the bed. "Feel your mom's cherry, son. with your hands, face, or  dick. Just make me feel good."

"Um, are you on the pill?"

"No, do you think you can control yourself?"

"No, I can't."

"I'll take the morning-after pill tomorrow."

He nodded and shook like he was about to have a seizure. I knew he was nervous, so I made a move and brought his hand to my cunt. He convulsed again, and I was driving him crazy, it appeared.

"Stick your fingers in there."

He followed my suggestion and let them in there a bit. He got my juice flowing, and I grabbed my moneymakers too. He shot is load twice already, but I could never be sure if he'd need to cum again so soon.

"Oh, you're a fine MILF, Mom."

"I hope you think so in the morning when you wake up next to me. When you're ready, get on top of me, and guide your dick to my pussy. Then make love to me. We can work up to the hot MILF porn I know you've seen."

"You're not mad, are you?"

"No, just your father and Claire at the moment."

He let his fingers thrust for a few more minutes, and eyefucked me the whole time. I made sure to uncover my jugs, and he certainly relished them.

Although, then he calmly got on top of me. "Oh, screw dad, he fucked up big time," he made clear, grabbing his rod.

He got it right at my entrance down there and peeked at me again. "I haven't pushed it in there yet, Mom, but I want to have sex again."

"I figured you would and that can be arranged," I replied, feeling his upper back. "Now make sweet love to me."

He nodded again and pushed it in there. "Holy shit, I'm fucking my mom," he moaned, angling his head back.

I let him have his moment, and I reveled in it like nothing else. I knew he must've been feeling the purest joy he could imagine then, so I let him enjoy it. Yet, he made sure to look back at me. He stayed in his position for a moment and then kissed me.

After that, he began thrusting his wood ever so slowly. I was certain he'd cum at any second, but until then, I eyeballed him like I had never ever done before. His prick wasn't big, but still more than enough for my beaver.

He gained points for being my son, but he didn't rest on that. He knew he was doing something bad, so he wasn't about to go about this with his eyes closed. He made sure to please me even if he had never had sex before then.

He let my boobs rub on his chest, and I knew that tipped his scales. Yet, I was a special woman to him, regardless of whether he was a virgin or he fucked 10 different women. He let his cock move slowly, but my slit was lubed up for some good fucking.

I smiled at him nonstop, but he couldn't do the same. He was feeling something big, and had to deal with it. He made sure to kiss me numerous times and to mutter those 4 words I loved hearing from him.

"I love you, Mom. I'll try not to cum inside you."

"You do you, stud, your mom isn't gonna judge you, just love you."

"No matter what?"

I nodded and blew him a kiss.

Then he pulled out, got beside me, and hauled me up with him. "Mom, I want to kiss you," he muttered, prior to pasting his lips to mine.

We made out like lovers for a few minutes, and we both couldn't resist feeling one another's genitals again. I grabbed his cock and stroked it slowly, and he stuck his whole palm on my twat. He even grabbed onto it a bit, so he was making me feel extra good.

Then he calmly parted his lips. "Wow, you're super sexy."

I smiled and lied down on my side. He followed me down, and I grabbed his rod. I guided it into my psusy again, and we both wrapped our arms around each other.

"Fuck your mommy, son. She's been a bad wife, so punish her."

He nodded yet again and kept his member going in and out ever so slowly. My hooters came  onto his chest again and dragged on it. Our faces stayed even closer that time, and he kissed me so many times, I knew he might be in love with me.

I felt his cock going nuts, and he was going toflood my vagina soon. Until then, he kept his pecker moving in and out, and making me want to cry. He even reached over to my butt for leverage. That way, he managed to fuck me a bit harder.

His chest was practically hitting my knockers, but in a good way. I grabbed his thighs and held them tight to give him more leverage. That got him to smile at me and even drop a giggle. Yet, that didn't throw him off his game.

He attacked me with his breath, but I didn't mind. By then, he could do anything to me and I'd still love him more than life itself. He even caressed my buttcheeks too so he could cherish them even more.

My boobs were squished that way, but I loved it that way. I loved that my son crossed the line with me and accepted me as I did for him. He increased his speed as time went on, and I still didn't feel his seed blast out yet.

Yet, nothing was impossible, and I couldn't wait for him to show me his love once again. He saw the tears on my face, but he didn't say anything. He was certain I was enjoying myself like him. So, he fucked me as hard as he could and made it count.

Then he suddenly pulled out and pushed me down to my back. "I want to feel your moneymakers some more, Mom," he muttered, before going to them.

He snatched both of them and laid a string of kisses all over them. Eventually, he arrived at my left tit and looked at me. I placed my palms on his head and watched him as he let his tongue out.

"Oh, yes, dear son," I moaned, fondling his head. "Lick your mommy's nipples, and titillate her. Make her feel dumb for not letting you see them before."

"No, Mom, you're married, you should've done that before," he whined, before blinking a few times. "I just mean..."'

"Are you flustered?"

"Oh, fuck it," he groaned, before kissing me and going back to my jugs.

He slathered both of my nipples and proved once again he was more than conflicted, but having a moral mindfuck. Yet, we both knew what was winning. His love and newfound lust for me took down a moral dilemma he had.

He looked right into my eyes as he let his tongue all over both of my nipples. I had to fight the urge not ot scream, even though no one else was home. I just took his pleasure with a grain of salt and attacked him with my breath.

He fought through that and made me feel good. Again, I was biased, but he was something to make me feel so good. He even sucked them into his mouth and got me to break eye contact. I pressured his head, but made sure he could get away if need be.

He was still well satisfied and looking for more. With his father out of the house for the night, I was gonna let him have me in any way he wanted. I jolted more and more and cried again at the thought of him making me feel so good.

"I know I never got with Claire, but am I making you feel good?"

"Yes, very good, in fact. You're right, your father is a dumbass."

Then he kissed me yet again and took my entire left nipple into his mouth.

"Oh, now that's the real pleasure, son," I moaned, moving back and forth. "Yes, provide that grand suction like your mouth is a vacuum."

He laughed, but kept sucking on it like he'd die if he didn't. I couldn't keep eye contact with him, but he didn't mind. He kept going on me and didn't look back. He was into me, and it showed more than he could ever tell me.

He let out his moans like mad, too, and showed he'd need to pop. So, finally, he rose a bit and grabbed his cock. He aimed it at my rack and let his seed loose. He didn't even feel the need to ask for permission.

He just gave me a cumshot all over my tits. He had been shortchanged a bit, but it was still hot as hell. I enjoyed it once again, and he wasted no time getting back down with me that time. Even with his seed on me, he wrapped his arms around me and kissed me.

We made out for over 4 minutes, and we both felt the grand passion again. I knew it was fucked up in every sense of the word, but we couldn't care about it. After those 4 minutes, he yanked his lips off mine.

He quickly got off the bed, and I feared h was freaked out, but then he pulled me towards the side of the bed. He had my crotch right at the side, and stuck his schlng back into my cunt. He grabbed my legs and began thrusting into me yet again.

"Now I get to see your shaking moneymakers, Mom. You are a superb MILF, I swear. I want to do it with you every single day. You're married to dad, but shit, but you are so beautiful, and now I lost my virginity to you. I can't see how I could possibly only get with you once, hiding it from dad, but shit, we'll have to, won't we? Wait, if we have sex again, won't you be having an affair?"

"With my own son, yes."

He jerked again and sped up his thrusts a little bit. He made my boobs shake some more, but  he was locking his eyes with mine. So, he did not just see me as a hot MILF that would let him fuck her, but a woman he lusted after and loved dearly.

I never felt as sexy then asI did with him wanting to fuck me right then. He held my thighs somewhat tightly and made the fucking count. Even if he never did it before, he must have masturbated thinking about it.

I couldn't imagine him being this good his first time without doing some prepping. In any event, I felt my pussy aching, but I didn't care. I just wanted himto keep going until he couldn't take it for another second.

He proved he could give good cumshots, and I desired to have more. I was more than willing to wait for it, though, and lust after him even more in the process. I loved my son a whole lot because he was an only child, but this was more than special.

I showed him my body, and the results came instantly: he wanted me, and I had to let him have me with his father flaking on me. Eventually, he had to see my shaking hooters because they got the better of him in due time.

"Mom, may I feel your boobs?"

"Dude, you're already fucking me, you may feel me up."

He reached over to them, and his jaw nearly dropped. "Again, Dad is a dumbass."

"I know," I agreed, covering his hands with mine. "This is gonna be a night I'm never gonna forget. The night I had sex with the man that loves me more than my husband. Your dad gets to see me naked all the time, it's like he's seeing me wearing a burlap sack, you see me once, and you eye me like you'll die if you don't."

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to disrespect you, Mom."

"Don't worry about it," I assured him, arching my back. "Neither of us is perfect, but we love each other. You don't know why you liked seeing me naked, and no one is grilling you about it. Do you want to have an affair with me?"

"No, Mom, it's wrong. Doing it once is wrong enough; if we have an affair, that's really wrong."

"I know, but the fact of the matter is that I need some love, both mentally and physically. If you want to give it to me, then I'm gonna have to accept it. Although, you're not gonna just yank this grand sensation away for me now, are you?"

"No, mom, I can't say no to you."

"No, you can, son," I told him, pushing his wood out. "I already told you, I'm not gonna judge you, just love you. I'd love to get into my panties again, all right under your dad's nose, too. He's been my husband for 20 years, but he's been phoning in his husbandly duties. How is that fair to me? I'm not saying I'm perfect, but I've tried being romantic with him, but I'm always second to his job. How much time have you spent with me in the past year? Probably more than double him. I'm not including the simple act of sleeping in the same bed. You like to talk and spend quality time with me, well, when you're not with Claire."

"Well, she's not even in the picture now."

"Very true," I added, turning around. "Now fuck me from behind, son, and make it count."

He couldn't turn me down, so he got his dick in his hands again and aligned it with my slit. 

He wasted no time sticking it back in there. "Yes, yes, yes, Mom, you're the sexiest woman in the world. Yes, I want to have an affair with you even if it's wrong. You're so hot and loving, and I want you badly. If dad ever finds out, then we'll pay for it, won't we? Well, shit, we can have one another in some way, can't we?"

"Yes, son, now keep that dick moving in and out. Push it in there so far that I feel the skin on both sides of your prick. Do it while you hold my buttcheeks."

He followed my instructions again and fucked me hard. I took it all with a grain of salt, but it was all getting to be a little much. I was high as hell on the whole incest thing with my son, but I didn't want him to stop.

I wanted to crash, so to speak. We had the house all to ourselves for the night, so I wasn't worried about getting caught. I just wanted to milk that night for all it was worth and more. I certainly felt his skin hitting mine, too, so he was in it to win it.

He won me over as I could never imagine, and he didn't even gloat much about it. In fact, he didn't want it considering I was married, but in any event, he wanted me, and i shared the feeling. I l kept my face out of sight for the first few minutes, but I made sure to give him some eye contact.

He showed me he could be absolutely crazy about me, and love me as his mom as well. He even spanked me a few times, and caressed my buttcheeks too. So, he knew how to treat me as his mom and sexual lover.

I had my boobs on the bed; so they couldn't shake, but I didn't have to use as much energy that way. So, I could take more of his cock. I took it all I could and more if I could. So, I moved a little bit back and forth to cope with it, but I wasn't gonna last forever.

Until then, I felt my heart beating like mad for more reasons than one. I was his mom, but I felt more love and lust for him than I ever did for his father. I couldn't get him to fuck me like that to save my life.

My son was willing to do it on his open Saturday night, and he wasn't regretting it at all. In fact, he seemed steamed that he didn't get to fuck me before then. Judging from how hard he was ramming me then, he wanted to get me back when he was 15 if need be.

Even if that was more than wrong, we both made it right to some extent. Even after 5 full minutes, he couldn't slow down too much. He wanted to woo me as much as could even if he was inexperienced.

We both knew he watched porn, so he could pick up something, but nevertheless, this was something big, and he couldn't fully prepare himself. Altough he had plenty of experience kissing me and breaking out the 'L' word.

So, he eventually pulled out and had me turn over. "I'm gonna make love to you now, Mom,"  he moaned, before getting on top of me. "I want to boink you every single night for the rest of your life. Well, until you can't take it anymore. You're my sexy mom, and I can't help, but be attracted to you now. The cat is out of the bag now, or the toothpaste won't go back into the tube. Whatever works."

"They both work fine, dude, now kiss me and remember how much you love me. I have to stay married ot yor father, but we'll know how much we adore one another."

"Okay, Mom," he muttered, before kissing me. "I love you."

"I love you too, Jack. I love you to the sun and back, and feeling your dick inside me is quite the treat too. Yes, I feel the taboo edge, it's too good to just do once, I'm gonna want your schlong inside me a whole lot in the future. Claire is missing out."

"I just wonder what she'd say anout this."

"I don't know, but I want you to stain my body with your seed, so if you hold a black light to me, you'll see your cum marks all over me."

"Mom, I love you, but you're a freak."

"Again, your dad is a dumbass."

"You have no idea how badly I want to deck him right now. It might be a real pain in the ass not to, Mom. You better keep an eye on me when we're not having sex."

"Is that so?" I giggled.

"Oh, yes, I'm feeling your nude body, and it feels so smooth on mine. Your boobs and snatch are to die for, I swear. I don't know how much I've came from masturbating, but I think you've made me shoot even more than combined just tonight."

"I guess that does make me a MILF."

"Yes, Mom," he moaned, pulling out.

He got over me right above my moneymakers, and let his seed come out again. He submerged them again, and made me jiggle nonstop the whole time. I didn't look at his face, just my rack as it all landed down there.

Once again, he wasn't shy about feeling his seed on me. He got right on top of me again and pasted his lips to mine. We made out as passionately as we could, and once again, I felt the taboo love flowing out like a waterfall, and I was standing there for it to hit.

After 20 minutes, I calmly got off the bed. "Well, I'm all sweaty now, so I think I need to take another shower. Care to join me?"

"Yes, Mom," he muttered, getting up with me. "I don't have any money, but I'm gonna take you out."

"Oh, are you?" I asked, wrapping my arms around him. "You saw your mommy naked, and you wanted to fuck her. You fucked her, and now you want to date her. Do I have that right?"

"Yes, Mom, you are the sexiest woman alive. How could I not want you and desire to take you out?"

"Ask your father," I told him, before turning around and taking his hand. "Don't be afaird to look me naked."