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"Where are you headed?" she asked as I grabbed my keys.

"Just over to Matt's, Mom. He got the new Final Fantasy game, and I'm gonna go check it out with him," I answered, glancing at her. "What do you have going on today?"

"Nothing much; I'll probably just have a lazy Sunday afternoon watching stuff if you're not gonna be here."

"Oh, did you want to hang out today, Mom? I can totally break plans with Matt if you wanted to do something together," I added, heading her way.

"No, that's okay, you're eighteen now, so I know you don't want to spend your weekends with your mom. I'll be okay alone here."

"Are you sure? I mean, you only gave birth to me, so I guess I owe you."

"Damn right, you do," she giggled, coming to me. "I'm kidding, go meet Matt; I'll think of something fun to do," she assured me, before hugging me.

I hugged her back, but leaned away a few seconds later. "Mom, I love you to death, but your boobs are kind of out there."

"I'm sorry, son, you know I usually don't get dressed on Sundays, but you're right, you don't want to see those, even if I have a bra on, do you?" she asked, tying her robe.

"No, but you are beautiful, Mom," I complimented her, gently grabbing the sash. "That's why robes come with these so that you can tie them. Are you ever going to find someone else to be with now?"

"Well, I'm not in any hurry to give you some other guy that doesn't want to date someone with a kid. Not to turn it on you, Chuck, but what about you? When are you gonna bring someone home for me to meet? Or just maybe someone you need to fuck?"

"Mom, that's too much," I protested, backing away.

"I'm sorry, but let's face it, we both need someone to, be with if you get my drift."

I leaned over to her and pecked her forehead. "Mom, I love you, and I'll see you later."

"Bye, Chuck," she added, before I left.

I drove over to Matt's place and parked.

I just went in as he was my BFF. "Matt?"

I heard nothing back, though.

I walked through the living room to his bedroom. "Well, you live alone, so you're allowed to be a pig, Matt. Damn, you're messy," I whined, before heading back. "Huh, where the fuck are you? You said you'd be here today," I said, before I pulled out my phone.

I texted him and just waited for a response. "Okay, you're not here, but you didn't lock the door, and come to think of it," I said, walking to the door. "I don't see your car in the parking lot, and you're not answering your phone."

I waited another couple of minutes and patiently waited for him to respond.

"Oh, fuck it, I'm out of here," I bitched, before walking out the door and shutting it.

I had no idea what happened to him, but I had nothing else to do, so I just headed back home. I looked at my phone now and then over the fifteen-minute drive back, but I heard nothing from Matt.

So, I drove back home. "I guess I'll hang out with mom today; I got nothing else to do," I laughed, getting out of the car.

I went back in there and headed to the living room. "Well, Mom, I..." I said, before I halted. "Oh, you're not in here," I said, prior to going to the kitchen.

I grabbed a soda and opened it. I just stood there and drank it for a moment as I thought about Matt. I shrugged a few times, but I still had no clue WTF exactly.

"Well, I guess I'll go find her and see if she wants to do something together," I said, strolling towards the hallway.

I walked in there. "Well, her door is closed; maybe she's getting dressed," I noted, ambling towards my room that was right next to hers.

Although, as I got within a few feet of her door, I stopped. "Mom, is your bed creaking? Did you invite someone here, or are you pleasing yourself?"

I didn't know, but I began walking again as I licked my lips. Over a five-foot walk, I suddenly got a small thrill to go through my body, so I halted also.

"Oh, yes, just like that," she moaned.

I bit down on my bottom lip and scratched my head for a few seconds.

I just stood there for a moment as I had a crisis of cautiousness. "Damn, Mom, you've shown me yourself in your undergarments so many times, now that I know you're most likely naked and pleasing yourself," I muttered, before feeling my pecker. "Wow, it's hard too."

My feet tapped the floor numerous times, and I felt sweat coming down all over my body. I slathered my lips so much; they felt slicker than a block of ice. I even covered my face with both hands as I continued to hear her moan.

I couldn't help, but picture my mom in her undergarments again. All the while, my ear still heard her loud and clear. I wasn't sure what to make of my feelings all of a sudden, but I certainly did know they were there.

I hit my hand a few times. "What am I supposed to do now? Go in there and tell her I think I might have a crush on her? She's stunning, but she's my mom."

My whole body shook like I was having a small seizure because all of a sudden, I saw my mom as a woman to get with, possibly, and not just my mom. Even after ten minutes, I still couldn't make a move, and she kept going too.

Then I calmly moved to the door. "Oh, fuck it," I moaned, before grabbing the doorknob.

Even then, I couldn't twist it just yet. I shook it, but it didn't seem that she noticed. I wasn't sure if she ultimately did or not, but I didn't hear anything from her. I closed my eyes again, even pictured her taking off her bra and underwear.

I bit down on my bottom lip, but smiled just a tad as I saw her nude body in my mind anyway. I wasn't sure if I truly wanted her, or just the idea of getting with her seemed hot at that moment, but I knew there was something about her turning on my pleasure centers.

"Oh, you're smoking hot, Simone," I heard a male voice say.

My eye immediately opened. "That wasn't Matt's voice, was it?"

I didn't know, but I sure couldn't let that go. If my BFF was actually involved with my mom, I needed to know. Although, once again, I couldn't just act. I didn't hear any more actual words, but I could make out more than one different moan.

"I've never heard Matt moan before, so I can't confirm it's him, but it sounded like him. He wouldn't do it with mom, would he? Well, he wasn't at his apartment, but shit, I have to be sure," I justified myself, before I cracked open the door.

I immediately closed it. "You son of a bitch, Matt, you're doing my mom cowgirl style," I groaned, pushing my back on the wall.

I continued to hear them go at it, and I couldn't just leave. I still had my weird crush, but I was still rather angry about them. I felt my crotch again, and my wood was still quite stiff.

"Lie down, Matt, and watch my flopping tits," my mom moaned.

That caught my attention most definitely. "And if he's on his back, I can see her boobs," I whispered, glancing at the door.

Once again, I fought with myself on what I wanted to do. I was in some situation, and I didn't know what to do exactly. I couldn't just make myself walk away, so I stood there for a moment to decide what to do.

Although, I rubbed my lips after another minute. "Screw it," I muttered, before gently opening the door.

From one second to the next, I got sight of my Mom's MILF breasts for the first time ever. I couldn't see Matt's head, but I saw my Mom's face too as she was looking at him as he fucked her cowgirl style.

'Yes, your breasts are flopping around, Mom. Holy shit, they and you are beyond sexy. Whether I want to or not, I can't look away from you; you're drop-dead sexy.'

Neither of them paid attention to the door, but I didn't push and opened the door even more. Within a minute, I was sure I had a crush on her. I felt my crotch yet again and felt it going nuts.

Even though it was clear to me, I had a weird attraction; I still didn't know what to make of everything. Needless to say, I bit down on my bottom lip, and my hand never vacated my crotch either. My eyes indeed went all over what I could see.

"I can barely see his cock going in and out, but you have a bush too, Mom, that's pretty sexy too. Even though you showed me your nearly nude figure so many times, but shit, you were hiding your beauty, that's for sure. You're forty-five, but you have the body of a mature thirty-five-year-old, I guess."

I watched them go at it for a few more minutes, but neither of them spoke any actual words. They just fucked each other and seemingly got past the point that they shouldn't be together. He was my BFF, and she was my mom, so it wasn't cool.

I didn't even know if I'd say something about this to either of them, but of course, I still couldn't walk away. My mouth opened up a bit, and she managed to woo me more and more by the second.

"Oh, I think I want to fuck you, Mom," I muttered, pulling out my pecker.

I calmly began stroking my rod ever so slowly. I made sure not to peek at Matt's cock, even though I couldn't see much of it. I let go of my weird feeling blocking me from truly seeing her as a woman to do it with and just jacked off.

I moved my hand ever so slowly and twitched a bit too. I let my johnson off its leash and ran with it, so to speak. Even though I further opened myself to getting caught, but I felt the thrill outweighed the risk.

I couldn't be positive, but I made a choice and ran with it. I felt the weird passion and let it take over; it seemed. I couldn't let go of my new weird fascination with my mom, and she not only infected my sexual ego, but took it over.

"How have I never seen her in this light?"

I had no idea, but for the first time, I had sweat coming down my body and my hand on my schlong as my eyes were on my mom's naked body. For whatever reason, I invested in those feelings and didn't look back.

"Oh, shit, Simone, I must cum," he moaned, before she got him.

"And you have to soil the sexy memory, damn it," I groaned, letting go of my pecker.

"At least do it in the condom," she said, standing on the floor.

"And you have some amazing body, Mom," I muttered, before grazing my dick again.

"I'm sorry, but I'm not willing to risk getting pregnant, especially since you're you. I can't do that to Chuck," she made clear, prior to turning to him.

"I understand."

"What did you tell him? When you told him, you wouldn't be at your place?"

He just had a worried face.

"Shit, you didn't text him? What the fuck do you think he's gonna do when you're not there, text you," she answered, before going to his phone. "Yes, you have messages from him. What if he's coming back and sees your car?"

"I parked down the street, so calm down, Simone," he added, getting up with her.

"Oh, shit," I let out.

"Chuck, is that you?" she asked.

"Fuck," I muttered, shutting the door.

My hands went down to my crotch, and I couldn't even put my cock away. I looked down at it and just froze.

After a few seconds, my mom opened the door. "Chuck, were you watching us?"

I bit down on my bottom lip.

"I'm sorry, Chuck, I didn't mean for you to find out about this. Please don't be mad; I love you."

I couldn't add anything, but Matt didn't come out of there. I didn't know what to say, because I still couldn't manage to put my schlong away, but she was undoubtedly worried though. I couldn't resist, but to angle my head up after a moment, but she was covering her private parts. Even with my pecker out, she didn't mention it, but obviously, we'd have to talk about it.

"I'm sorry, please don't get upset, are you, though?"

I put my johnson away then. "Yes, why are you doing it with my best friend, Mom? Couldn't you find someone else closer to your age to fuck? You had to do it with him?" I asked, before I peeked into the bedroom. "And what the hell is with you, dude? You don't do it with your BFF's mom; that's like rule number one."

"Oh, come on, if my mom were single and you got the chance, you'd do it with my mom too," he whined, coming towards me.

"Cover your junk, man," I complained, putting my hand up. "This is bullshit, and you know it, Matt. You'd rip my head off if I got involved with your mom."

"No, I wouldn't."

"You're just saying that because you've been caught red-handed. You just deny it, and that's not helping your case. I'll ask again, what the hell?"

"Your mom is a sexy lady, and it just happened a few weeks ago. It's not my fault she is so hot; we both just wanted some from each other, simple as that. There's no need to fly off the handle, and did she ask if you were watching us? Were you getting your jollies off me doing your mom? Now that's sick, man."

"Shut the fuck up," I whined, pushing him down. "You know it's not okay to fuck your best friend's mom, and you can't even own up to that."

"Hey, hey, hey," she interjected, getting in the middle of us. "Yes, there really is no excuse for this, Chuck, but I'm still a grown woman with needs, and he's right; it just happened. Neither of us sought each other out, and we both happened to be horny, so it happened, that's all, dude. I still love you, and I don't want you to be mad. Please don't be; I'm sorry, but we're still two consenting adults, and we decided to have sex. I understand you're mad, but don't kill him or your friendship; it's not worth it."

I let out a deep breath and peeked at her again. I saw her crying a bit, so I hugged her even though she was naked.

"Simone, you're nude. Can't you put some clothes on first?"

"Dude, shut up; I'm having a moment with my son," she fussed, turning us around.

I couldn't see him, but that felt good, so I knew he shot her a dirty look.

After a moment, she let go of me. "Will you forgive me please? I'll stop seeing him if you truly want me to, but give it a shot."

I closed my eyes and took in another deep breath.

Before I could open my eyes again, I heard the bed creak and stomps on the floor. "Oh, fuck this, Simone. You're a grown woman; who cares how old he is? All you had to do was put your foot down, that's all," he grumbled, grabbing his clothes. "For either of you, when you want to talk again, call me," he said, before leaving.

Neither of us said a word until we heard the front door slam.

"I love you, Chuck," she sobbed, wrapping her arms around my neck. "Please tell me I didn't just massively fuck it up with you."

I bit down on my bottom lip for a moment, but hugged her. "I love you too, Mom."

"Thank you," she said, backing away. "I never meant for you to find out; I know that's no excuse for doing it, but were you masturbating, Chuck?" she asked before a gap. "Were you looking at me, sweetie?"

I sat down on the bed and covered my face with both hands. I didn't know what to say, but of course, I kind of answered her question. So, she sat next to me, giggled just a tad. I didn't uncover my face, though, and I even felt her wrap her arms around me too.

She laid a string of pecks on my neck and head. "So, may I ask you something, son?"

"Yes, Mom?" I asked, peeking at her.

"Were you mad that he was with me, or were you upset that you found out you might like your flesh and blood mom in that way, and I was just suddenly unavailable? Did you ever think I was sexy, therefore, you wanted to do it with me and just never got the courage to tell me?"

"No, Mom, I never thought about it until I heard you moaning. I didn't know you were with anyone until I heard him mutter something."

"Shit, I'm sorry, Chuck, but may I make it up to you?"

"How, Mom?"

She calmly let her hand over to my crotch as she licked her lips. She rubbed it slowly for a moment as neither of us spoke, and once again, I was speechless.

"Do you want to have sex with your mommy, Chuck? You can be honest with me; it's just you and me here now. Did you get a good look at my breasts from the door? Would you like to feel them now?"

I peeked up at her face, and she pushed up my head. "There's nothing I won't do for you, Chuck," she made clear, before kissing me. "I love you, now and forever," she added, before placing my hands on her tits. "Feel what you lust after, whether you understand why you do or not," she added, covering my hands. "Would you like to have sex, son?"

"Are you serious, Mom?"

"Just as serious when I tell you these melons are completely real, not that you ever had a reason to think they weren't," she said, before leaning towards me. "Would you like to kiss your mom?"

I licked my lips for a few seconds, but I did push my lips onto hers after a few seconds. We got in roughly ten seconds before my mom gently parted her lips from mine. I felt dazed and speechless, and she smiled at me.

Then she undid my shorts and dug into them. All the while, my mouth stayed open, and from one second to the next, I had her feeling my cock. Even as her hands stayed inside my boxers with it, I certainly felt more than horny.

"Is it just me, or do you like this, son? So, it's true; you have a crush on your mommy?"

"Yes, Mom."

"It's okay to feel that way if you really do. I wouldn't want you to say such a thing to get out of a relationship, but I feel a pretty stiff piece of lumber in your shorts. Is that because of me, Chuck?" she pondered, stroking it.

I covered my face with both hands and even lied down.

"Oh, you must be feeling good now if you need to lie down while you jiggle around. Would it be okay if I pulled out your pecker?"

"Yes, that's fine by me, Mom."

"I love you, son," she laughed, pulling off my shorts and boxers. "Wow, that's big, and it's all because of me?"

"I guess, Mom."

Then she got on the bed with me and lied next to me. She gently pushed my face in her direction and kissed me, too, before she grabbed my schlong. We glared at each other. My hands stayed at my sides, and she gave me a slow handjob.

"Well, you could brag to Matt that you fucked his ex-girlfriend."

"You considered him your boyfriend, Mom?"

"Well, I guess not, but it loses thunder if you subtract the girlfriend part," she added, laying her head on my shoulder. "Now, be a good son and envelope your arms around me."

I did that and felt to be on top of the world as I felt her hand go up and down ever so slowly. I felt her nude body on mine, even though I still had my t-shirt on as well.

"React the way you need to, Chuck, shake around, but tell me you love me."

"I love you, Mom, you're awesome. Holy shit, your hand is soft too."

She giggled again and even kissed my neck a few times. I wasn't sure if I was actually gonna get to have sex with my mom, but it seemed that way. I felt my heart growing, and indeed that resulted in my heartbeat going off like hell.

After a couple more minutes, she leaned her head towards mine again. "So, when you were watching us earlier, did you ever cum, Chuck?"

"No, Mom."

"Would you like to give me your seed, son? Just because you love me?"

"Yes, Mom, I love you," I moaned, quivering nonstop.

She giggled yet again, but I couldn't let out any actual words. My body felt to be baking in an oven, so she got what she wanted indeed.

"Oh, there's that white stuff, son, yes, give it all to me."

I couldn't watch, but I felt it vividly, so I saw it all in my mind. I couldn't believe it was happening, yet it was. My body got even hotter, and I applied a lot more pressure on her too. Nevertheless, she didn't seem to mind and moaned a bit herself.

"Wow, son," she admired me, rising to her butt. "You doused my hand."

"Am I supposed to apologize?"

"No, quite the opposite," she answered, before wiping her hand and pulling me up with her.

She took off my shirt as well and pulled me to her yet again.

She wrapped her arms around me. "I love you, Chuck, and I'm sorry I had sex with Matt, but you mean a hell of a lot more to me than getting laid. Maybe I can still kill two birds with one stone, and get so much closer to you too, so three birds."

"Okay, Mom, I love you too."

She pasted her lips to mine, and we made out unlike a mother and son ever should. She proved that we had chemistry, even if we had no idea, we had it before. I felt her tits a hell of a lot more and loved it more than I thought. Oddly enough, it wasn't weird, but it was what it was.

We got so much closer than we were already, and it seemed like there was only one direction to go in most definitely. It was just a matter of how far we'd go, and she had me more than curious to find out too. After five minutes, she parted her lips and smiled. Then she calmly got off the bed and pulled me towards the edge while on her knees.

She grabbed onto my schlong again and smiled at me. "I never gave him head, but would you like to feel it from your mommy, Chucky?" she pondered, stroking it.

"You haven't called me that since I was a kid."

"And you've grown up into a man with a big dick. How many different mouths has this been inside?"

"None, just inside one pussy."

"Oh, that's it? I thought for sure it'd be more than that. I mean, at your age, I was only with your father, but I thought a handsome man like you in college now would be getting women all over the place."

"I guess not, Mom."

"There's no need to be so tense, son; we already got over the awkward part. We love each other, and I think we can both come to terms that maybe there can be something more between us. It's nothing to be ashamed of, I promise," she explained, before taking my schlong into her mouth.

"Holy shit, Mom," I moaned, falling back.

Then I actually had my mom blowing me. I couldn't watch her to save my life, but of course, it was for the best reason in the world. For whatever reason, my head made me want to fuck my mom, and she proved herself to be a wonderful mom and reciprocated those feelings.

I felt her palms on my legs, and she began thrusting her lips ever so slowly. Needless to say, I felt wonderful when she gave me a hand job, but as she sucked my cock, she jumped up a shit ton of levels, and I felt her sucking me into herself, so to speak.

I felt more than connected to her as we actually had sex as mother and son, not anything else. I kept my hands on my stomach and just tried to fight the urge to cum down her throat. I surely knew if she did this for me, I certainly had some room for error, though.

"I never measured my dick, but I hope it's long enough for you, Mom."

She released it. "I'm plenty satisfied, Chuck. You're my son, so you do not need to worry, but feel free to look at me when I give you oral sex," she let me know, before taking it back in there.

I grabbed a pillow and propped my head up to view and commit the felony known as incest. I surely could never truly understand why, but it didn't matter. She looked right back at me and kept her lips moving lazily with her head slanted back a tad.

I couldn't make my hands go onto her head, but I desired to have them there. I pictured it, even with my eyes open, but I couldn't make it happen. I got more than choked up by her actions. She rose so many levels in my mind; she brought me into her own personal heaven, it seemed.

The veins in my cock were going off like mad, and she had only been sucking on my pecker for a minute. I clenched my fists as hard as I could and felt tenser than ever. Even if she didn't judge me, I still wanted to please her, and last for a few minutes.

I shot a massive load on her hand and the bed, but I surely knew I had a lot more still stored up for her. I wanted to give her more, but still wanted to keep it quite memorable for her too. She said everything with the lustiest look I could imagine with her eyes.

She just kept her lips moving and didn't let it out for a few minutes. I couldn't keep my eyes on her the whole time, but I made sure to look at her from time to time because she deserved intimacy. As her son, I wanted to give it to her more than anything.

I had my stunning mom giving me probably the best gift she could, and had me loving it more than anything. I shook around with my crotch being the source of all the convulsing. I hit the bed with my fists several times and surely showed her how much I loved her thrilling me.

She still couldn't force herself to stop to comment on that; she just kept thrusting her lips in roughly two-inch gaps and made me feel light as rain. With every thrust, I felt myself losing it more, and more and I began kicking the bed too.

I heard her giggle a bit, but nothing was going to get her to stop blowing me. I could only figure she honestly liked it too, so she ran with it. She still didn't push my limits further than she was. She did, however, move her hands down to my crotch and held it tight.

That alone made the top half of my body rise a tad for a second, so I made sure she could dance in the endzone even before I needed to shoot again. As I knew that was happening, I made myself rise with her.

Then I set one hand on her head and viewed her suck on my johnson ever so slowly as she looked right back at me. I caressed her head with on hand and supported myself with the other. Weirdly enough, as I got such a close look at her, I felt my defenses go down more.

Nevertheless, I realized that the position I was in at that moment was probably the best one in the world. I let my hand on a small section of the back of her head as we maintained eye contact the whole time.

Even as I needed to jerk my head around a bit, I made sure not to look away from her thoroughly. I was playing with fire, but I definitely wanted to burn me inside and out with the sexual and incestuous persona she had going right then.

"Holy crap, I love you, Mom; you're a wonderful woman and deserve to fuck anyone you want. I'm sorry I didn't like it, but I couldn't love you more than I do right now."

Even after that, she still didn't let my wood out and even slanted her head forward so she could take more of it into her mouth. I tensed up my body, even more, to force myself to stay upright, so I had to grab some of her hair as well.

That way, I couldn't move it anymore, but she didn't seem to mind. I felt her pressure my schlong a bit more, which intensified the thrills and made me pull her hair a bit. I was sure it hurt at least a tad, but she didn't respond.

She went further and further on my pecker and indeed made my body feel ice cold inside, but burned on the outside. No matter what, I forced myself to stay up if only to please her that much more. It felt so good that it hurt, and I loved that fact.

"Oh, Mom, you're amazing, I swear. I love you."

She finally did release my schlong. "I love you too, son," she replied, rubbing the head on her tits. "So, you really just felt feelings for me when you heard me moaning?"

"Yes, even after I saw you were with him."

"So, if I were any other woman, you would've been turned off?"

"I don't know, Mom, maybe."

"Just to be clear, did you just want to have sex with me once and never have it happen again?"

"I didn't think that far ahead, Mom."

"I'd love to have sex with you as long as you want, Chuck; I just love you that much," she stated, before taking my pecker into her mouth.

"Good to know, Mom and your hooters feel even better with that part of my body."

She nodded and held the base as tightly as she could. My whole body vibrated, and I grabbed the end of the bed so tightly, my wrists began hurting. I made the entire bed quake, even when she planted her elbows down on the bed quite hard.

I was so on edge; I had no idea how long I'd be able to last. Going second by second, I couldn't figure out how much longer I'd last. Whether I'd last another minute, or five, I was in heaven. She switched on and off between giving me eye contact, but I could feel her head again after our last exchange.

I moved around so much, I was sure my heart needed a break, but she pushed over my limit. "Mom, I have to shoot now."

She released it and then stroked it in front of her bosoms. "Then cum all over them, son."

"Fuck me; you are so hot, Mom, I love you."

"I love you too," she got out before I needed to spew my first stream.

I jolted with each one, which made her pull on my schlong a bit, but I didn't care. She pushed my pleasure centers way off the charts and made sure I couldn't possibly love her more. Even though I was already there, she superglued my beliefs there.

I shot my load all over her breasts, and I couldn't imagine it being better. I forced myself to watch every single second, and each one was better than the last. She wooed so well, I felt like she was on Earth, and she hit me all the way to Pluto.

I lasted for more than twenty seconds, and when I was done, she calmly checked out her boobs. "Wow, son, you submerged my tits like a garden hose. I hope you meant to do that," she added, before leaning to me.

I kissed her. "I guess so, Mom."

She grabbed her blanket and wiped herself off again as I tried to catch my breath. Then she pulled me more onto the bed and snatched my rod also. She brought my other hand to her slit and pushed it on there too.

She wrapped her other arm around me and pecked my cheek. "Feel your mother's twat, too; it won't bite. Rub it all around and get that juice too; you'll love it, just as I love your seed too. Turn your face so I can kiss you again."

I did that, and we began making out yet again. I couldn't move my fingers much, but feeling her down there was quite the sensation alone. She continued to graze my wood and certainly petrify it more than ever.

We stayed right next to each other, but didn't speak for a while, whether we kissed or not. I could tell how Matt was so attracted to her, but for me, I was still clueless because she was my mom. I wasn't supposed to have some feelings, and she wasn't supposed to relay the feelings back.

After a few minutes, I actually got onto my knees, and she did the same, so she faced me as neither of us let our hands off each other. She brought her other hand to my member, and then I reached up to her knockers again.

I grasped them hard. "Wow, these are awesome, Mom."

"Thank you, and your johnson here isn't so bad either; I'm so glad you let me see it earlier. I wasn't curious before, but after knowing you might want to have sex with me, I certainly didn't hate the idea, considering how much I already loved. If I fucked your best friend, then there was room for improvement, right?"

"I don't know; I don't want you to be mad."

"I'm not, I promise, you may speak your mind and do whatever you desire with me, son. I'm no judge, so feel free to use up whatever supply of seed you have stored up in there. Now would you like to stick your cock inside my pussy, my MILF one? You have had this cock inside a slit before, right?"

"Would it make it more special if I hadn't?"

"Yes."

"I'm sorry then."

"Don't be," she made clear, pushing me back a bit climbing up my lap. "Is it okay if we fuck the same way I was doing it with him?" she inquired, grabbing my shoulders.

"It doesn't make a difference, Mom."

"You're just happy with having sex with your gorgeous mom?" she asked, grabbing my rod.

"What about a condom, Mom?"

"I'm on the pill, son. I didn't tell Matt that because I didn't want his seed on me or in me at all," she added, guiding it to her cherry. "Are you ready to screw your mom, Chuck?"

"Yes, Mom."

She got in one more peck before she calmly let my hard pecker into the foreign land known as her vagina. Once again, I let out a huge deep breath and tried to keep myself together.

She saw that, so she came to me and kissed me again. "If you gotta cum, then cum, I won't slap you, son, you're not him," she made clear, thrusting her twat off my schlong. "Now hold onto my jugs, or grab my thighs or something else, just hold on, dude."

"Okay, Mom," I whispered, before grabbing her thighs. "You have an amazing body. You're perfect for me."

"Thank you."

"Your welcome."

I couldn't move because she wooed me beyond my control. I leaned back somewhat, but managed to stay close to her. She had better leverage to move back and forth with her on her knees as she came forward and backward a bit.

She held onto my neck, too, so she was golden. I let my eyes go all over the front half of her figure. Her tits flopped a bit, and seeing her pussy lips stay apart because of my dick were excellent perks to go along with it.

I felt her thighs and clutched them a bit every time I feared we'd fall. That just made her smile at me, but she didn't speak to that. She kept her eyes on mine and jiggled us both the most she could. I managed not to cum too soon, even with what she said earlier.

She slowly, but indeed got under my defenses and made a burst from the inside to speak. That made me have to breathe more heavily, and my heart made its feelings clear as well. I loved my mom beyond any limit I ever had before, and that was that.

I leaned back more and more and made her rely on the leverage she had on my neck, but she also made sure to tip forward to me as well. She got in several kisses to me and kept her cherry, driving my cock perfectly.

I suddenly leaned back to her, wrapped my arms around her, and pasted our lips together too. She giggled and still kept her crotch moving as well. Feeling her magnificent jugs on my chest raised the hotness too.

Although, after a minute, she pushed my lips off hers pushed my face to her melons. "Feel those now, son. Feel them and make them tickle with your light facial hair too," she ordered me, pushing my face back and forth a bit. "You want to feel me, then feel me if that's what you desire. I'm only your mom, the one woman that loves you more than life itself. And don't be afraid to taste my titties too, son. I haven't tasted them myself, but I'm sure you'll love them."

I managed to grab each of them and stop my head on her right tit. I felt a little lite headed, but I was good enough to taste that nipple, and it did taste wonderful. We looked at each other again, and she caressed my head.

"Oh, mother/son incest seems to be sweeter than cherries. Yes, lick that soft nipple for your mommy; I hope you don't think they're too old."

I shook my head no, but I also vibrated a bit more as I discovered even more of my ravishing mom. I grabbed both of her hooters hard, but not too hard. I found them to be firm, but still relatively cushy too as I had my head on them.

I felt my systems going haywire and cemented my love for her even more profound. I couldn't even keep track of how much I loved her by then. Every time I thought I hit the ceiling, she broke through it and had me on her hook even more.

Even as I had her boobs in my hands, she still managed to shake them both back and forth too. I always followed her hooter that I was licking and even made her quiver a bit herself. So, she attacked me with her breath as well.

"Yes, just like that, son, please your mommy, whom you love so much. She's not gonna judge you, just root you on, I promise," she assured me, letting her hands over my head. "And cum inside me, son, I want to feel it oozing around in my slit."

I nodded and switched nipples. My mom maintained a small distance, so I had enough room to get her melons and look back up at her too. Neither of us stopped moving altogether, but we did look at each other in a way we never did before, indeed.

All the while, I licked her nipples slowly and made her tingle like she had an orgasm. I felt her juice coming all over my pubes and onto my legs too. That sensation alone made me shiver in pure joy, but her loving it was the cherry on top of the cake.

Then I yanked my head back. "Oh, I'm shooting, Mom," I moaned, lying back.

"Give it to me, son."

I even felt her clench up her pussy a bit to please my schlong some more. Therefore, she milked me and grabbed my hands. I jolted quite a bit from the insane pleasure and let out another four shots directly into her twat at that time.

She applied a lot of pressure to my hands, but didn't break them. Nevertheless, she definitely made it clear how much she loved that. I couldn't last too long, but she didn't seem to mind. She let her hand back there and felt my cock and her lips a bit again for a moment.

"Thank you for that, son. Don't worry; I can make you last longer if you like, that is," she offered, getting off me.

"I'd like that, Mom."

"Good to know," she added, pulling me up with her. "Because I don't think I need Matt anymore, I've got my handsome son. I've got nothing going on, and you're certainly not gonna be hanging out with Matt today, right?"

"Yes, Mom."

"Do you promise you're not upset with me?"

"Yes, Mom, I swear," I made clear, before kissing her.

"Would you like to have sex again? There's still more sexy stuff we could do together."

"Yes, Mom."

"And before we start," she added, wrapping her arms around my neck. "If you want to get into my MILF underwear again, you can just tell me," she made clear, taking us both down, so she was on her back. "Now, make love to me."

I did just that before I kissed her yet again. "If you need to get laid, then you can just come to me too then; it doesn't have to be a one-way street," I let her know, grabbing her thighs.

"Dually noted, when you have to cum again, pull out and shoot me."

"I will, but because I want to, got it?"

"Yes," she giggled.

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