A 14 year old boy comes home with a headache. His mom mistakenly gives him Viagra. Now mommy has to do everything she can to help her young boy.
"Mom, I think I'm dying," Jason groaned, pressing both palms against his temples as he staggered through the front door. His backpack hit the floor with a thud, and he barely made it to the staircase before doubling over.
Marlene dropped the dish towel she'd been folding and rushed to his side. "Jesus, baby, what's wrong?" Her fingers brushed against his forehead, hot, clammy. The school nurse had sent him home early, but this looked worse than just a headache.
Jason whimpered as she half-carried him upstairs, his legs wobbling like a newborn deer's. His bedroom smelled of stale socks and Axe body spray, the usual teenage musk, but now laced with something sharper, panic sweat. She practically dumped him onto the rumpled sheets, where he immediately curled into a fetal position, clutching his skull.
"Hold on, sweetheart." Marlene tore open his medicine cabinet looking for painkillers, knocking over acne creams and half-used deodorants. Nothing. Then she remembered the stash her husband kept, "for golf weekends," he always joked with a wink. The bedside drawer squeaked open. Three blue pills rattled in a foil pack. No label. She hesitated for half a second before grabbing them and a glass of water.
Jason didn't even look up when she pressed the pills into his palm. "Swallow these," she urged, helping him lift his head. His throat worked mechanically, gulping them down with desperate swallows. He collapsed back, dragging the comforter over his trembling body.
Marlene hovered, smoothing his damp hair. "Try to sleep, okay? Call if you..."
"I will," Jason mumbled into his pillow, already half-gone. She lingered in the doorway, watching his shallow breaths even out, then crept downstairs.
The kitchen clock ticked loudly. Marlene scrubbed last night's dishes, the sponge squeaking against plates. Something nagged at her, those pills. They'd been loose, unmarked. She shook her head. Probably just extra-strength Advil.
A whimper sliced through the house.
Marlene froze, soapy water dripping from her hands. That wasn't Jason's usual groan, it was choked, ragged. She bolted upstairs, her bare feet slapping against hardwood. The door banged open against the wall, revealing Jason sprawled on his back, sheets twisted around his waist. His chest rose and fell rapidly, sweat glistening on his flushed skin.
"Oh God, baby..." She rushed to his side, pressing her palm to his forehead. Heat radiated from him, unnatural, feverish. His pupils were blown wide, dark pools swallowing the blue. He clutched at her wrist with trembling fingers. "Mom, I feel... wrong," he gasped. His hips twitched involuntarily, and that's when she saw it, the unmistakable tent in his bedsheets, straining against the fabric like it might rip through.
Marlene recoiled instinctively. "Jason, what..."
His face burned crimson, eyes darting away. "I-I can't help it," he whined, thighs tensing as another shudder wracked his body. The sheet twitched obscenely, throbbing in time with his rapid pulse.
Marlene's lips pressed into a thin line. "Jason, stop this nonsense right now." Her voice cracked like she was scolding him for tracking mud indoors, not for the grotesque erection tenting his comforter. "If this is some... some disgusting joke..."
Jason's hips bucked involuntarily, the sheet slipping lower to reveal the flushed head of his cock peeking above his sheets. "Mom, please!" His fingers dug into the mattress, tendons standing out in his neck. "It feels like my skin's too tight everywhere and..." A gasp cut him off as another wave of heat rolled through him, his balls drawing up tight against his body. "I took those pills and now my dick won't stop... hnngh...won't stop aching!"
Marlene's breath hitched as she finally registered the blue tint of those pills. Those weren't painkillers. Her stomach dropped. She'd given her son three of her husband's smuggled Viagra tablets, probably extra strong doses judging by how his cock visibly pulsed under the thin fabric, the tip already glistening with pre-cum.
"Jason, sweetheart..." Her voice cracked. Three was reckless for a grown man, let alone a 14 year old teenage boy whose system had never processed these chemicals. His balls were painfully swollen beneath the sheet, tight as overfilled water balloons. The scent of sweat and something muskier thickened the air between them.
She hesitated, then gripped the sheet's edge. The cotton peeled away like unwrapping something forbidden. Jason's cock sprang up with an audible wet sound. A pearl of pre-cum trembled at the slit. The thing looked angry, veins standing out like cords, the flushed head shiny and impossibly engorged. It twitched violently, leaking another droplet across his thick shaft.
"Jesus, Jason..." she breathed. Her son's young teen cock wasn't just hard, it looked painful, straining upwards as if pulled by invisible strings. His balls drew up tight against his body, pulsing visibly. His thighs trembled, toes curling into the sheets. He whimpered, fingers scrabbling at the mattress. The scent hit her fully now, musky, ripe, like the locker room at his soccer games but richer, more primal.
Marlene swallowed hard. She'd changed his diapers, bathed him as a toddler, but this... this was different. The last time she'd seen him exposed, he'd been soft, small, innocent. Now his cock twitched in front of her, thick veins running along its length, flushed dark red at the tip. A droplet of pre-cum rolled down, glistening. Her mouth went dry.
"Jason, I..." Her voice cracked. "Those weren't painkillers." She gestured helplessly at his throbbing erection. "They were... your father's..." She couldn't say it. Her son's confused, glassy eyes stared up at her, his lips parted. His hips jerked involuntarily, making his erection bounce against his stomach with a wet slap. She noticed absently how the tip was darker than the rest, how the foreskin had pulled back taut.
Jason's breath hitched. "Dad's... what?" His fingers dug into his thighs, knuckles white. His cock twitched again, a fresh bead of pre-cum welling up. The scent thickened between them, salty, musky, something uniquely teenage and male that made her nostrils flare despite herself.
"Oh God, baby, I'm so sorry!" Marlene's hands fluttered uselessly near his hips. "They were, your father keeps Viagra in his drawer. For when he..." Her voice trailed off. When he what? They hadn't had sex in months. The realization stabbed her between the ribs, those little blue pills weren't for her. She pushed the thought away. "Jason, listen. The dose... three was too much. Your body can't..."
Jason's nails scraped against his thighs, leaving red marks. "Fuck! Mom!" His cock pulsed violently, twitching against his stomach with each rapid heartbeat. The head glistened obscenely, leaking steadily now. His voice cracked between anger and desperation. "Why would you... I can't even think straight!" His hips jerked involuntarily, thrusting into empty air. A string of pre-cum stretched from his tip to his navel before snapping.
Marlene's hands hovered uncertainly near his thighs. She could see the tension in every muscle,his abdomen clenched tight, his calves flexing against the sheets. His balls drew up tighter, the skin pulled taut. She swallowed hard. "Jason, you need to... touch yourself. Finish it off." Even as she said it, she knew how absurd that sounded, like telling someone with a broken leg to walk it off.
Jason groaned, his fingers twitching toward his cock before jerking away. "I can't... it's too much," he gasped. His hips lifted off the mattress involuntarily, the engorged head smearing pre-cum in a wet streak across his stomach. "Mom, please..." His voice cracked, desperate, helpless in a way that clawed at her instincts.
Marlene hesitated, then her hands moved before her brain could protest. Her fingers wrapped around his young shaft, hot and pulsing against her palm. Jason cried out, back arching off the bed. The skin was feverish, stretched tight over throbbing veins. She squeezed experimentally, and his cock jerked violently in her grip, another thick bead of pre-cum bubbling from the slit. The scent, musky, adolescent, flooded her nostrils.
Her rational mind screamed, this was wrong, insane, but her maternal instincts drowned it out. She'd poisoned him. She needed to fix this. Her hand moved in slow strokes, marveling despite herself at the sheer heat radiating from him. His hips bucked into her fist, desperate little thrusts. His breath came in ragged gasps, fingers twisted in the sheets. His eyes screwed shut, but she caught glimpses of blue beneath fluttering lashes,dark with arousal, glazed with drugs.
She'd forgotten this, the weight of a cock in her palm, the way it pulsed against her grip. College memories flooded in unbidden: frat parties where she'd disappear with multiple guys in a night, the sticky vinyl of backseats sticking to her thighs, the way they'd gasp when she took them deep in her throat. She'd been insatiable before marriage sanded her edges into something respectable. Now, with her son's pre-cum slicking her fingers, her body remembered. Her nipples hardened against her bra.
Jason's balls drew up tighter under her exploring fingers, the skin surprisingly soft compared to his rigid shaft. They pulsed like overripe fruit, swollen with teenage seed. "Mom... oh God..." His hips stuttered against her fist, his cockhead glistening obscenely. The scent, God, the scent, musky, hormonal, distinctly him, made her mouth water.
Her fingers traced the thick vein running along his underside, marveling at how it throbbed under her touch. Fourteen? No. This cock belonged to a man, thick at the base tapering to a flushed, leaking head. His foreskin stretched taut, revealing a dark pink crown weeping steadily. She squeezed experimentally, watching his thighs tremble, his toes curling into the sheets. His breath hitched, his cock twitching violently in her grip.
"Just like this?" she murmured, more to herself than him, as her thumb swirled over his slick slit. The motion made his hips jerk off the mattress, his balls tightening visibly. A pearl of pre-cum rolled down her fingers, thicker than she remembered from college flings. Her wrist twisted on the upstroke, her fingers tightening around the base, old tricks resurfacing effortlessly. Jason gasped, his hands fisting the sheets, his cock pulsing against her palm.
Marlene leaned closer without realizing it, her breath hitching as she watched her own hand move. The rhythm was hypnotic, up, twist, down, squeeze, like riding a bike after decades. His groans grew louder, his thighs trembling. She adjusted her grip, her thumb pressing firmly along the swollen vein on the underside. Jason arched off the bed with a choked cry, his teen cock jerking violently. A thick string of pre-cum splattered across his stomach, glistening under the bedroom light.
"Almost there, baby," she murmured, her voice husky with something unrecognizable. Her wrist moved faster, her fingers slick with his fluids. His balls drew up impossibly tight, the skin stretched shiny. His hips pistoned erratically, chasing her hand. But then... nothing. His body locked up, his young cock twitching madly against her palm, but no release came. His groan turned desperate, frustrated.
Jason collapsed back onto the mattress, his chest heaving. His teenage cock stood rigid, flushed dark red now, the head swollen and shiny with pre-cum. His balls pulsed visibly beneath his shaft, full to bursting. "Mom... I can't," he gasped, his voice cracking. "It's right there... but it won't..." His fingers dug into her wrist, guiding her hand back to his cock as if she might find the missing piece. She stroked him harder, her fingers tightening around the base, thumb swirling over his leaking slit. His back arched beautifully, but still, no release.
Marlene bit her lip. Even in college, when she'd been the girl who could make any frat boy cry in under three minutes, she'd never encountered this, a cock so stubbornly, painfully hard. Her fingers ached, her wrist burned. She glanced up at Jason's face, sweat-slicked and twisted in frustrated agony. Maybe... maybe with her mouth. She'd never had a guy not cum from her expert blowjobs before. Without saying anything, she bent over towards his cock and kissed it, a soft, hesitant press of her lips against the swollen head.
Jason startled violently, his thigh muscles locking tight. "Mom...what are you..." His words dissolved into a choked groan as she licked a slow stripe from base to tip, her tongue catching the thick vein throbbing along his underside. The taste, salty, musky, distinctly adolescent,flooded her senses. Her nipples hardened further against her bra.
"I know how boys are," Marlene murmured against his weeping cockhead, her breath making him twitch. Her fingers worked the buttons of her blouse with practiced ease, the fabric gaping open to reveal the swell of her breasts straining against sensible beige lace. Jason's eyes locked onto the movement, his hips jerking involuntarily. "Especially teenage boys..." The bra unhooked with a practiced flick, her heavy tits spilling free with a soft jiggle that made Jason's breath hitch.
Her areolas were wide and dusky pink, the nipples thick and already stiffened despite the air conditioning. Jason made a strangled noise in his throat as she cupped them deliberately, squeezing until the flesh bulged between her fingers. "Mom, your... " His words dissolved into a gasp as she leaned forward, looking into his eyes as she licked his weeping cockhead, her own son's underage cock.
The taste exploded across her tongue, salt and musk and something uniquely Jason that sent an electric jolt straight to her clit. She moaned around him, vibrations making his thighs tremble. Memories surfaced, fraternity house bathrooms, sticky floors, her lips stretched around thick cocks while cheering echoed down the hall. The same rush flooded her now, her mouth watering as she traced the swollen ridge with her tongue, teasing the frenulum until his hips jerked violently.
Her fingers dug into his thighs, holding him down as she took him deeper, nostrils flaring at the musky scent of his pubic hair. Still sparse, still soft, her baby's first real arousal. The thought should've repulsed her. Instead, her adult pussy clenched as she hollowed her cheeks, sucking hard enough to make his toes curl. His precum flooded her throat, bitter and thick, triggering some primal part of her brain that remembered swallowing load after load in her wilder days.
Jason's hips bucked violently when she hit a rhythm, up, swirl, down, swallow, her lips stretching obscenely around his girth. His choked "Mom...!" sounded more like prayer than protest. She glanced up through her lashes to see him gripping the headboard, knuckles white, his abdomen flexing as he fought not to thrust. His balls tightened against her chin, pulsing with unreleased tension. Every slick noise echoed obscenely in the quiet bedroom, her saliva dripping down his shaft to soak the sheets beneath.
The realization hit her mid-suck: she was his first. A thought that should repulse her, but this revelation only made her suck harder. His virgin cock twitched against her tongue as if responding to the thought. Her nipples hardened further against her own thighs where she knelt, the sensation dragging a muffled moan from her throat that vibrated around him. His gasp sounded shattered. She hollowed her cheeks deliberately now, reveling in the way his hips stuttered, the veins along his shaft throbbing against her lips. His taste, musky, salty, laced with 14 year old teenage hormones, flooded her senses until she was drunk on it.
She pulled back just enough to swirl her tongue around the swollen head, catching the steady drip of pre-cum before diving back down, her nose pressing firmly into the sparse curls at his base. The scent there was overwhelming, laundry soap and boy sweat and something distinctly Jason that made her clench around nothing. Her fingers dug into his thighs as she swallowed around him, relishing his choked cry, the way his balls drew up tight against her chin. Still, no release came. His cock pulsed violently in her throat, his thighs trembling, but the Viagra held him mercilessly on that precipice.
Panting, Marlene let him slip from her lips with a wet pop. The sight of him, flushed and glistening, made her own body ache with need. Without thinking, she twisted onto her back beside him, her heavy breasts swaying as she scooted until her head hung off the mattress. The blood rushed to her skull.
"Fuck my mouth," she gasped, spreading her arms beneath her like a sacrifice, her braid unraveling against the carpet. "Use me, Jason. Just, just cum." The words tasted foreign, electric, dangerous on her tongue.
Jason stared down at her upside-down face, his cock twitching violently at the sight, her lips parted, her breasts pooling against her chest, her nipples stiff peaks in the air. His legs trembled as he slid off the bed, his erection bouncing obscenely as he stepped forward. The drugs made everything swim, his mother's flushed cheeks, the way her tongue darted out to wet her lips, the deep valley between her breasts glistening with sweat.
"Mom, I..." His voice cracked as he swayed, his cockhead bumping against her chin. The contact sent sparks up his spine, his hips jerking instinctively. She caught him with both hands on his trembling thighs, her fingers digging in. "Shhh," she murmured, tilting her head back further until her lips brushed the weeping slit of his cock. "Just use me. It's okay." Her breath ghosted over his sensitive skin, making him whimper.
He nudged forward tentatively. The warm wetness of her mouth engulfed him inch by inch, her throat fluttering around the intrusion. A choked moan escaped him as she swallowed deliberately around him, her nose pressing into his aching balls. The angle forced him deeper than before, the tight heat overwhelming. His hips stuttered forward uncontrollably, his cock sliding completely into her tight throat.
Jason's hands fumbled for purchase, landing on the soft swell of her breasts. They filled his palms completely, the weight foreign yet electrifying. Her nipples hardened against his fingers as he kneaded clumsily, his thrusts growing more erratic. Marlene gagged around him, tears welling in her eyes, but she didn't push him away, her fingers dug into his thighs encouragingly instead. The vibrations of her choked moans traveled straight to his cock.
Pre-cum flooded her throat in thick pulses as Jason's hips jerked forward instinctively. The sensation was overwhelming, her tongue pressing along the top of his young cock, the tight suction of her throat muscles massaging his swollen head. He could feel every ridge of her palate as he fucked into her, the wet heat unlike anything he'd ever felt with his own hand. His balls slapped against her nose with each thrust, the sound obscenely loud in the quiet room.
Marlene's fingers clawed at his thighs, her eyes watering, her throat convulsing around him. She couldn't breathe, but she didn't want to, not when her son's cock was stretching her so perfectly, not when his ragged moans vibrated through her entire body. Her neglected pussy clenched around nothing, aching to be filled. She'd spent years using only her fingers, imagining faceless men from her past. Now, here was her own son, using her throat like a common slut, and she'd never been more aroused in her life.
Jason's hips pistoned wildly, spurred on by her muffled whimpers. The Viagra burned through his veins, obliterating any hesitation, only raw, primal need remained. His balls tightened impossibly close, slapping wetly against her nose with each thrust. The pressure built and built but still wouldn't break.
Marlene's hand moved of its own accord, slipping past the waistband of her jeans. Her fingers brushed damp cotton and she whimpered around his cock, the vibrations making his thighs quake. Two fingers slid beneath the fabric, finding her clit swollen and throbbing in time with Jason's thrusts. She circled it roughly, her hips jerking against her own hand as she swallowed around him again.
Jason saw the movement through his Viagra-hazed vision, his mom's wrist twisting inside her jeans while she choked on his cock. Before rational thought could stop him, he bent forward, his thrusts never slowing as his free hand dove into her jeans after hers. Their fingers tangled in the humid heat between her legs, both finding her soaked panties simultaneously. Marlene's muffled scream vibrated around him as he pushed past the cotton, his adolescent fingers meeting hers against her swollen folds.
She should've slapped his hand away. Should've ended this madness right there. Instead, her own fingers guided his, pressing his middle finger firmly against her throbbing clit through the slick fabric. Jason groaned at the contact, his hips stuttering as he rubbed clumsy circles that sent electric jolts up her spine. His fingernails scraped her accidentally, too rough, unpracticed, but the pain only sharpened the pleasure radiating through her pelvis.
Marlene arched off the mattress, her throat convulsing around his cock as his fingers fumbled lower, tracing the soaked seam of her panties blindly. His fingertip caught on the edge of the fabric, slipping beneath to brush against bare, swollen flesh. Jason froze mid-thrust, her wetness was hotter than he'd imagined, slicker than anything his adolescent mind could've conjured during late-night fantasies. He expected resistance, tightness, not this yielding heat that clung to his fingers like molten silk.
"Mom..." His voice cracked as he pressed deeper experimentally, his knuckles bumping against denim. Marlene's thighs clenched around his wrist, her muffled moan vibrating around his cock. The sensation short-circuited his teenage brain, his mother's pussy was gripping his fingers the way his cock throbbed in her throat, pulsing in time with her choked whimpers. He withdrew slightly, dragging his fingertip up through her folds until he found a firm little nub that made her entire body jerk.
Suddenly Marlene pushed Jason away and sat up straight on his bed, gasping for air. Her lips glistened with spit and pre-cum, her braid completely undone now, dark strands sticking to her flushed cheeks. She looked at him with wild eyes, her massive breasts swaying with each ragged breath. "Still not close?" she asked rhetorically, her voice wrecked from throat-fucking as she started to undo her jeans with trembling fingers. The button popped open audibly, the zipper's rasp loud in the charged silence between them.
Jason watched, transfixed, as his mother wriggled her hips to push the denim down her thick thighs. Her fingers caught the waistband of her soaked panties, simple white cotton, now transparent with arousal, and peeled them down slowly, letting them catch momentarily on her knees before kicking them off completely with a wet slap against the floorboards. The scent of her hit him immediately, musky and ripe, filling his Viagra-heightened senses completely.
Her pussy glistened under the bedroom light, swollen lips parted slightly, revealing slick pink folds that pulsed visibly with her heartbeat. The neatly trimmed triangle of dark hair above looked almost incongruous against her otherwise smooth skin, too precise, too cared for in a marriage where her husband hadn't glanced between her legs in years. Jason's cock throbbed violently at the sight, pre-cum dribbling down his shaft as he took an involuntary step forward.
Marlene sank down on the bed, laying on her back with her legs splayed wide. "Look at me," Marlene breathed, hooking two fingers into herself, spreading wider until her tight hole fluttered open obscenely. Milky arousal dripped down her perineum, soaking the sheets beneath. Her hips rolled upward instinctively, chasing nothing, her clit standing stiff and red against the hood. "Fuck your first pussy, baby. Fuck mommy's pussy." Her voice cracked on the last word, her thighs trembling as she held herself open for him. Her arousal reaching new heights while exposing herself like this to her own underage son, inviting him inside of her.
Jason's cock twitched violently at the sight, beads of precum splattering against Marlene's inner thigh. The scent of her, musky, primal, unmistakably his mother, sent his teenage brain into overdrive. He crawled between her legs, his knees sinking into the mattress, his cockhead bobbing inches from her glistening folds. The difference in color stunned him, his flushed red erection poised against her pink, swollen entrance, her juices coating his tip already.
"Easy," Marlene whispered, guiding his hips with trembling hands. The first press of his young cock against her sent sparks up her spine, impossibly young. He fumbled, the swollen head catching against her outer lips before slipping lower, smearing precum across her clit by accident. Her hips jerked involuntarily at the contact, her fingernails digging into his thighs. "There," she gasped when he finally found her entrance, her hole fluttering around nothing, visibly pulsing with need.
Jason whimpered as he pushed forward, the slick heat of her swallowing just the tip of his cock in one tight, wet suck. His thighs shook violently, she was softer than he'd imagined, warmer, the yielding pressure unlike anything his adolescent fantasies had conjured. Marlene's breath hitched as she felt herself stretch around him, the unfamiliar thickness making her walls clench reflexively. Her body screamed, even as her hips tilted greedily upward, demanding more.
Suddenly Marlene gasped, her hands flying to Jason's hips to stop him. "Wait...wait..." Her voice cracked with panic, her eyes widening as a terrible realization struck her. Her husband's vasectomy meant she hadn't touched birth control in years. The condoms they kept for occasional duty sex had expired last winter. Jason's cock pulsed inside her entrance, dripping precum that mixed obscenely with her own slick, the sheer fertility of him hitting her like a freight train. Fourteen and virile, his balls tight with youth, his cum undoubtedly potent, she'd be knocked up within minutes.
Jason whimpered in protest, his hips twitching forward instinctively despite her resistance. "Mom, please..." His voice broke, pupils blown wide with Viagra and desperation, his cockhead already buried inside of her, leaking his fertile precum.
Marlene sat up abruptly, wrapping her legs around his waist in a vise-like grip to stop him from pushing deeper. Her hands trembled as she cupped his feverish cheeks. "I'm sorry, baby...I can't, not there. But..." Her breath hitched as she shifted beneath him, rolling them both sideways until she lay on her stomach, her thick ass raised in offering. "Take mommy's other hole," she breathed, spreading her cheeks wide to reveal her puckered asshole already glistening with her arousal. "Mommy was the campus anal queen, I can take you raw here." The confession spilled out, filthy and honest, her neglected pussy dripping onto the sheets beneath her.
Jason hesitated, staring at the tight pucker presented to him, so different from the wet heat he'd just touched. His cock twitched violently, smearing precum across her ass crack. Marlene reached back, spreading herself wider, her thumb circling her hole in a practiced motion before pressing inside. "See?" she panted, fucking herself shallowly on her own digit. "It's safe here." Her hips bucked when Jason's cockhead bumped against her thumb, her body welcoming him instinctively despite the deception. Jason was still a virgin, had never fucked a girl before, and now he was about to have anal sex, with his own mother.
Her breath hitched as Jason pushed forward blindly, the blunt head catching against her rim. She forced herself to relax, just as she had for countless frat boys decades ago. "Easy, baby," she gasped, though her fingers dug trenches in the sheets. This wasn't about her, she reminded herself sharply. This was medicine, a mother's duty to relieve her son's suffering. The way her neglected cunt clenched around nothing at the thought was purely physiological. Had to be.
Slowly he pushed the head of his teen cock against her tight rim, pushing through. Her experienced sphincter instinctively relaxed, letting the intruder slide through. His tip popped beyond her tight ring of muscle with a loud slurp. Jason's hips jerked instinctively, driving the first thick inch inside. Marlene's muffled scream vibrated through the mattress, it had been years since she'd taken anything this big without prep. The burn radiated up her spine, deliciously punishing, exactly like her wildest dorm room memories. Only now it was her son's cock stretching her, her son's ragged breathing filling the room, her son's precum leaking inside her ass to mix with her own slick. The realization should have horrified her. Instead, her pussy gushed.
Jason froze, overwhelmed by the impossible tightness engulfing his cock. Hotter than he'd imagined, tighter than any online video could convey, and now it was his mother's body squeezing him. His hips stuttered forward of their own accord, sinking another inch into her clenching heat. Marlene's fingers twisted in the sheets, her moan muffled against the mattress as she forced herself to relax around him. "Easy baby," she gasped, though her thighs trembled violently. "Mommy can take it."
The scent of her arousal mixed with something muskier now, an earthy, intimate smell that made his cock pulse inside her. Jason glanced down in disbelief at where they connected,his flushed cock disappearing into her ass, her dark pink pussy glistening just below, dripping onto his sheets. Reality fractured around him, this wasn't porn, wasn't fantasy, this was his mother's body stretched around his cock, her hips rolling back to take him deeper.
Marlene shuddered as he bottomed out, his pubic bone pressing flush against her swollen cheeks, the stretch borderline painful. She remembered this burn from college, the way her ass would ache deliciously for days after a particularly rough session. But this was different, her son's cock filled her more completely than she'd anticipated, the angle pressing against sensitive spots untouched for years. A strangled moan escaped her as he pulled back, her rim clinging obscenely to his shaft before he slammed home again.
Jason's fingers dug into her soft flesh, kneading the pliant globes as his hips pistoned faster. The wet slap of skin-on-skin filled the room, punctuated by Marlene's ragged gasps each time he buried himself to the hilt. Her pussy dripped onto his thighs, her neglected clit throbbing against nothing as she took his cock like a seasoned slut. The realization that she was getting off on her own son fucking her ass should have broken her. Instead, she arched her back further, presenting herself like a bitch in heat.
The Viagra turned Jason's teenage stamina into something monstrous, his balls slapping against her dripping folds with every thrust, his teen cock pulsing violently inside her clutching heat. Marlene reached back with one trembling hand, spreading her cheeks wider, her thumb brushing against where they joined. The stretched rim of her ass clung to his shaft obscenely, sucking him back in each time he pulled out. "God yes," she moaned, her voice wrecked, "Mommy's ass was made for your cock." The filthy words tumbled out before she could stop them, her hips meeting his thrusts with practiced precision.
Jason's vision whited out when Marlene suddenly clenched around him, her inner muscles rippling in waves that milked his cock with terrifying expertise. The sensation ripped a guttural sound from his throat, half sob, half snarl, as his thrusts turned erratic. His mother's body was a living, pulsing glove around him, her asshole massaging his shaft in ways he hadn't known were possible. Pre-cum flooded her depths, the slickness allowing him to piston into her with brutal force, her fleshy cheeks jiggling with each impact.
Marlene's scream tore through the room, her fingers clawing at the sheets as her orgasm detonated without warning. Years of pent-up frustration erupted through her in seismic waves, her neglected pussy squirting clear fluid onto the mattress beneath them. The force of her climax made her asshole spasm violently around Jason's cock, milking him with involuntary contractions that bordered on painful. "Ohgodohgod..." she babbled incoherently, her thighs quaking, her back arching like a bowstring. Tears leaked from her scrunched eyes as pleasure short-circuited her higher brain functions. She's cumming on her son's underage cock inside of her asshole, a thought that made her orgasm even more intense.
Jason gasped as her body clamped down on him, the sudden tightness, he could feel it, the rhythmic pulsing of her inner muscles gripping him like a velvet fist, the wet heat of her squirting against his thighs, the way her entire body trembled beneath him. His hips stuttered, losing their rhythm as her climax overwhelmed him. The scent of her arousal thickened the air, musky and primal, unmistakably his mother's. His cock throbbed inside her, veins standing out starkly against the flushed skin, his balls drawing up tight against his body.
Marlene collapsed forward onto the mattress with a broken moan, Jason's cock slipping free from her stretched asshole with an obscene pop. Her legs shook violently from the aftershocks, her thighs slick with a mix of her own juices and his pre-cum. She panted hard, her chest heaving as she turned her head to look up at him with glazed eyes. "Baby," she rasped, her voice wrecked, "are you close?" Her fingers twitched against the damp sheets, still clutching them weakly from the intensity of her orgasm.
Jason whimpered in frustration, his cock bobbing angrily in the air, flushed a deep red and veined with desperation. He could feel the pressure building like a tsunami at the base of his spine, could feel his balls drawing up tight against his body,but the release just wouldn't come. "Mom, I..." His voice cracked, his fingers digging into his own thighs. "It's right there but it won't..." He shuddered violently, his hips jerking forward uselessly into empty air.
Marlene surged upward with sudden determination, her maternal instincts warring with something far darker as she grabbed his hips. Without warning, she took his cock straight into her mouth, the musky taste of her own ass still clinging to his shaft flooding her senses. The familiarity of it, that tang of sweat and salt and forbidden musk, sent a jolt through her. How many frat boys had she serviced just like this back in college? Licking her own juices off their cocks before swallowing them whole? But this wasn't some random alpha, this was her 14-year-old son, his precum bitter with youth and Viagra on her tongue. The realization should have made her recoil. Instead, she moaned around him, her lips stretching obscenely around his young girth.
She released him with a wet pop, panting. "Lay back, baby," she commanded, her voice husky with arousal, and something else. Something possessive. Her fingers dug into his thighs as she straddled him, her thick thighs trembling with anticipation. Her neglected pussy dripped onto his stomach as she positioned herself over him, the swollen lips brushing his throbbing cock. Her fully grown adult body dwarfing his child-like body. Jason whimpered beneath her, his hands fluttering uncertainly at her waist.
Marlene reached behind herself, guiding his slick cockhead to her stretched asshole with practiced precision. "Mommy's gonna ride you now," she murmured, her voice dripping with filthy promise. Her breath hitched as she sank down slowly, her tight ring fluttering around him in reluctant surrender. The stretch burned deliciously, her body resisting even as her hips rolled instinctively to take him deeper. Jason gasped beneath her, his fingers digging into her soft flesh, so much softer than he'd imagined, so much warmer.
Her dark hair tumbled loose from its braid now, wild strands sticking to her sweat-slicked skin as she threw her head back. The dim afternoon light caught the glint of saliva still shining on her swollen lips, the flush spreading down her chest between her heaving breasts. She looked nothing like the composed mother who'd served him breakfast this morning, this was some primal version of Marlene, her pupils blown wide with need, her movements jerky with barely restrained hunger.
Jason watched, mesmerized, as his mother's thick thighs flexed beneath her soft belly, her hips rolling in obscene circles that massaged every inch of his trapped cock. Her ass,god, her ass, clenched rhythmically around him, the plush globes bouncing with each downward thrust. The way her body swallowed him whole, the wet heat of her ass gripping him tighter than any fantasy, the lewd squelch of her stretched hole taking him deeper, it shattered every remaining boundary between mother and sexual woman.
Marlene pinched her own nipples hard, the sharp jolt of pleasure-pain making her moan as she lifted herself almost entirely off his cock, just to slam back down with all her weight. Jason gasped as her tight ring stretched obscenely around him, her inner muscles fluttering in protest before yielding completely. "Look baby," she panted, rolling her hips in slow, filthy circles, "watch mommy take every inch of her little boy." The visual was obscene, her dark pink hole straining around his flushed erection, his balls slapping against her fleshy cheeks with each bounce, her thick thighs trembling with effort.
Jason's fingers dug into the soft flesh of her ass as she rode him with shameless abandon, her breasts bouncing wildly with each downward thrust. Marlene arched her back, presenting her chest to him, the pink areolas puckered tight under his hungry gaze. "Touch them," she commanded breathlessly, her voice ragged, "squeeze mommy's tits while she milks your cock." His hands flew to her chest obediently, his thumbs brushing over her stiff nipples, she gasped, her cunt clenching around nothing, dripping onto his stomach. The realization that her own son's innocent touch could electrify her so completely sent another gush of wetness between her thighs.
Marlene lifted slightly, her asshole gripping him like a vise as she slid one hand down her sweat-slicked body. Her fingers parted her swollen lips with practiced ease, the swollen pink flesh glistening obscenely in the dim light. "Look baby," she panted, circling her clit with two fingers, "look at mommy's pussy, so wet for you." Jason whimpered beneath her, his young teen cock twitching violently inside her ass at the sight. She spread herself wider, displaying the flushed, dripping entrance that should never have been an option today. "See how empty mommy is?" she moaned, plunging two fingers into her cunt suddenly, "Wanted to fuck me here instead, didn't you?" Her walls fluttered around her fingers, the lewd squelch of her arousal mingling with the slap of flesh as she bounced on his cock.
The scent of her, musky, fertile, unmistakably female, flooded Jason's senses as he obediently stared at where her fingers disappeared into her own body. His hands kneaded her breasts clumsily, thumbs brushing her stiff nipples in time with her frantic riding. Marlene's head fell back as she fucked herself with her fingers while simultaneously impaling her ass on his 14-year-old cock, the dual stimulation making her thighs quake. "Oh god," she gasped, her rhythm faltering as pleasure crested, "mommy's gonna..." Her words dissolved into a broken scream as another orgasm ripped through her, her cunt clenching around her fingers while her ass milked his cock in erratic pulses.
Jason watched, transfixed, as his mother's body betrayed her completely, her breasts bouncing wildly, her stomach muscles contracting visibly, her thighs trembling violently around him. Her orgasm seemed endless, her body wringing itself out around his trapped erection until finally, she collapsed forward onto his chest with a shuddering gasp. Her fingers slid free from her pussy with a wet sound, strands of her arousal connecting her digits to her flushed lips obscenely.
Their faces were suddenly inches apart, her breath hot and ragged against his lips, her dilated pupils swallowing him whole. Marlene hesitated for just a fraction of a second, mother and teenage son staring into each other's eyes, the reality of what they were doing crashing over them, before hunger won out. She crushed her mouth against his in a desperate, sloppy kiss, their teeth clacking together painfully in their urgency. Jason gasped against her lips as her tongue invaded his mouth, the taste of her own juices startlingly bitter on her tongue as she thrust it against his.
Marlene moaned into the kiss, her hips never stopping their frantic bouncing, her asshole clenching rhythmically around his cock as if trying to suck the orgasm directly from his balls. She could feel his precum leaking inside her in thick pulses, could feel his young body trembling beneath her like a live wire. Her hands tangled in his hair, pulling him closer still as their tongues tangled wetly, the kiss devolving into something primal and messy, all teeth and spit and muffled whimpers.
With a sudden growl, Marlene broke the kiss, her swollen lips glistening with saliva as she lifted herself off his cock with an obscene pop. Jason whimpered at the loss, his hands fluttering uselessly at her waist as she slid down his sweat-slicked body, her breasts dragging across his chest. Without hesitation, she took his cock straight from her ass into her mouth, her tongue swirling around the swollen head to taste herself on him. The bitter musk of her own hole mixed with his precum flooded her senses, her eyelids fluttering as she moaned around his shaft.
Jason arched beneath her with a strangled cry, his fingers knotting in her tangled hair as she swallowed him down to the root. She gagged slightly, her throat fluttering around him before relaxing, her nose pressed against his pubic bone. The stretch of her lips around him, the heat of her mouth after the tight clench of her ass, it was too much. His hips jerked upward instinctively, driving deeper into her throat as she let out a muffled whimper of pleasure. Marlene pulled back slowly, her lips forming a tight seal around his cock as she dragged her tongue along the throbbing vein underneath, savoring every inch.
Her own juices mixed with the musky sweat from their bodies coated her tongue, the taste strangely addictive, something forbidden that should repulse her but instead sent another flood of wetness between her thighs. She swirled her tongue around the swollen head before plunging back down, her fingers digging into his trembling thighs. The way his breath hitched above her, the way his young muscles tensed and flexed beneath her touch, she'd never felt this kind of power before. Not with faceless frat boys, not with her indifferent husband. Only here, with her son's cock pulsing against her tongue, did she feel truly worshipped.
Jason's fingers clenched in her hair, his hips lifting instinctively as she hollowed her cheeks around him. "M-mom," he gasped, his voice cracking mid-word, that adolescent break sending another jolt of arousal straight to her cunt. She released him with a wet pop and looked up through her lashes, watching his flushed face contort in frustrated pleasure. "We're gonna fix this," she purred, licking a thick stripe from base to tip, savoring the way his cock twitched violently in response. "Mommy's got one more trick."
Before he could protest, Marlene grabbed his trembling thighs and shoved them upward toward his shoulders with startling strength. Jason yelped as his legs folded nearly double, his exposed asshole clenching instinctively in the cool air. "Hold them like this," she commanded, her voice dropping an octave as she positioned herself between his spread legs. Jason hesitated, his arms shaking as he gripped his own knees, the position leaving nothing to the imagination, his tight pink hole winking obscenely at her.
Marlene moaned low in her throat as she bent forward, her tongue flicking out to trace teasing circles around his clenched entrance. "God, I love my sweet little boy," she murmured against his sensitive skin, the vibrations making him shudder violently. She's actually doing it, licking her own underage son's asshole. Her spit-slick fingers wrapped around his cock in a tight grip, her thumb swiping over the leaking head as she simultaneously pressed her tongue flat against his hole. The dual assault made his vision blur, the rough jerk of her hand contrasting sharply with the wet, teasing press of her tongue.
Jason's fingers dug into his own thighs as his mother's tongue probed deeper, the hot, wet muscle breaching him slowly. She worked him open with practiced precision, her tongue fucking into him in shallow thrusts while her hand twisted around his cock in time with each movement. The scent of sweat and musk filled the air as she buried her face deeper between his cheeks, her nose pressing against his perineum while her lips sealed around his twitching hole. The slurping sounds mingled with Jason's ragged breathing, the obscene wetness of her mouth on his most private place sending sparks of pleasure up his spine.
"Mmm, my perfect boy," Marlene moaned against his skin, the vibrations making him jerk in her grip. She pulled back just enough to watch his reaction as she dragged her tongue slowly upward, tracing the sensitive crease between his ass and thigh before diving back in. Her fingers tightened around his cock, squeezing the swollen head just shy of painful as she whispered, "Mommy loves tasting you everywhere." Jason whimpered, his hips lifting instinctively toward her mouth, his entire body trembling with overstimulation. The sight of her, his prim mother with smeared lipstick and wild eyes, tonguing his asshole like a starved woman sent another thick bead of precum oozing down his shaft.
Her fingertip pressed against his loosened entrance, the initial resistance giving way with a slick pop as she worked the first knuckle inside. Jason gasped, his thighs twitching violently around her head as she simultaneously took the head of his cock into her mouth. The dual sensation, her tongue swirling around his shaft while her finger crooked upward inside him, short-circuited his ability to think. Marlene moaned around him, the vibrations traveling straight to his swollen balls as she worked deeper, her fingertip brushing against something that made his vision whiten momentarily. "There it is," she murmured against his wet skin, her free hand gripping his hip possessively. "Mommy found your sweet spot."
She alternated between sucking him greedily and fucking him open with her finger, her tongue lapping at the salty precum leaking from his tip each time she pulled off. The obscene squelch of her finger moving inside him synced perfectly with the wet noises her mouth made around his teen cock. Jason's breath came in ragged pants, his fingers scrabbling at the sheets as she suddenly added a second finger alongside the first, stretching him wider. The burn mixed dizzyingly with pleasure, his cock pulsing against her tongue as she scissored her fingers inside him. "Feel how tight you are," she breathed, her lips glossy with spit and precum. "So hot inside... mommy could stay here forever."
Her own thighs rubbed together restlessly, the slickness between them undeniable as she imagined herself from his perspective this wild-eyed woman with ruined lipstick and messy hair buried between her underage son's legs. The depravity sent another violent twitch through her neglected pussy, her clit throbbing in time with each thrust of her fingers inside him. She crooked them sharply upward again, pressing relentlessly against that spongy spot inside him while hollowing her cheeks around his shaft. Jason's entire body bowed off the bed, a broken scream tearing from his throat as pleasure spiked through him violently.
His young teen cock surged in her mouth, the veins standing out starkly beneath flushed skin, twitching against her tongue in frantic, uneven pulses. Marlene moaned around him, the vibration sending another tremor through his frame as she worked him mercilessly. She could feel it, the tight coil in his belly, the way his thighs trembled against her shoulders, the erratic flutter of his hole around her fingers. He was balanced precariously on that edge, his breath coming in sharp, panicked gasps as the pressure built impossibly higher. Drool dripped from the corners of her stretched lips, her jaw aching from maintaining this relentless rhythm, but she refused to relent. Not when he was this close.
Jason's fingers scrabbled at the sheets, his hips jerking erratically as he fought for release. The sensation of her fingers pressing deep inside him, rubbing against that spot with deliberate precision while her mouth milked his cock, was unbearable. It was too much, not enoug, the conflicting signals short-circuiting his ability to think beyond the desperate need to cum. "P-please," he begged, his voice cracking under the strain. His cock throbbed violently in response, another thick strand of precum spilling over Marlene's lips as she pulled back to watch him unravel.
Marlene's own breathing was ragged, her chest heaving as she stared up at her son's flushed face. The sight of him, her 14-year-old son, his teen cock twitching angrily against his stomach, his thighs trembling around her shoulders, his hole clenching rhythmically around her fingers, was almost too much to bear. She'd never seen anything so beautifully obscene. With a sudden smirk, she twisted her fingers inside him, pressing harder against his prostate as she leaned forward to lap at the swollen head of his cock. The bitter-salt taste of his precum flooded her mouth as she swirled her tongue around the slit, teasing out another thick bead.
Jason's fingers clawed at the sheets, his spine arching off the bed as he let out a desperate whimper. "Mommy," he gasped, his voice cracking under the strain. "I-I can't..." His words dissolved into a choked moan as she rubbed her thumb over the leaking tip of his cock while simultaneously curling her fingers inside him. The dual stimulation sent sparks dancing behind his eyelids, his entire body trembling on the precipice of release, yet frustratingly unable to tip over the edge. Tears pricked at the corners of his eyes as he looked down at his mother's flushed face, her lips swollen and shiny with spit, her eyes dark with arousal. "Please," he begged, his voice barely above a whisper. "I need to cum so bad."
Marlene pulled her fingers free with a wet pop, watching his hole flutter helplessly at the sudden emptiness. She licked her glistening fingers clean before crawling up his trembling body, her breasts dragging across his sweat-slicked skin. "Shh, baby," she murmured, pressing a kiss to his frantic pulse point. Her free hand trailed down to squeeze his swollen balls, drawing another choked gasp from him. "Mommy knows what her big boy needs." She nipped at his earlobe, her breath hot against his skin as she whispered, "You want to fuck mommy's tight asshole again? Pound it like you own it?"
Jason whimpered, his hips jerking upward involuntarily as her fingers traced the base of his cock. His mind was a haze of desperate need, every nerve ending alight with frustrated arousal. "Y-yes," he stuttered, his voice cracking under the strain. His fingers dug into her hips, blunt nails leaving crescent marks in her soft flesh as he pulled her closer. "Please, mom... I need..." His words dissolved into a groan as she ground against his thigh, her wetness smearing across his skin.
Marlene rolled them over with surprising strength, her back hitting the mattress as she pulled him atop her. Her legs spread obscenely wide, her dripping cunt on full display, the same swollen lips that had pushed him screaming into this world fourteen years prior. Jason hesitated, his cock twitching violently against her thigh as he stared down at her glistening mom pussy. The scent of her arousal hit him like a physical blow, musk and salt and something distinctly female that made his mouth water. He reached down with trembling fingers, gripping his aching shaft as he dragged the swollen head through her slick folds.
"Oh fuck," Marlene hissed, her hips jerking upward as his hot skin brushed her oversensitive clit. Her fingers dug into his shoulders, blunt nails leaving crescent marks as she fought the instinct to impale herself on him. The wet slide of his precum mixing with her juices sent tremors through her thighs, her neglected pussy clenching around nothing. She could feel the thick vein along his shaft catch against her swollen lips with each pass, the sensation bordering on painful in its intensity. "Baby, wait..." she gasped, her voice strangled as his hips began moving instinctively.
Jason's breath came in ragged pants, his adolescent muscles trembling with the effort of restraint. His cock dragged through her folds again, the swollen head catching at her entrance momentarily before sliding upward. The sight of his own mother spread wide beneath him, her folds glistening with need, her inner thighs already sticky with their combined fluids, burned into his retinas. His mother's scent surrounded him, warm skin, arousal, the faintest hint of laundry detergent clinging to her hair where it splayed across his rumpled sheets. His hips stuttered forward involuntarily, the blunt head of his cock pressing insistently against her soaked opening.
"Jason..." Marlene gasped, her fingers flying to his hips to stop his momentum. Her nails bit into his skin as she fought her own instincts to pull him deeper. The veins stood out starkly along her throat as she swallowed hard, her pulse visible beneath flushed skin. "We...we can't," she whispered hoarsely, though her thighs trembled around his waist, her body arching upward in silent contradiction to her words. Her pussy fluttered visibly around nothing, her swollen clit throbbing against the underside of his cock where it rested against her mound. Droplets of her arousal clung to his shaft, glistening in the dim light filtering through his bedroom curtains.
Jason's hips jerked forward instinctively, an inch disappearing inside her with a slick pop. His breath hitched at the sensation, hotter than her mouth, tighter than her ass, a velvet vice that made his balls tighten instantly. His fingers dug bruises into her soft thighs as he fought the urge to thrust fully inside. The Viagra-fueled ache in his cock pulsed in time with her heartbeat, her slick walls twitching around his intrusion. Every nerve ending screamed for completion, his teenage body trembling with the effort of restraint. "Mom..." he groaned, the word cracking under the strain.
Marlene's breath came in shallow pants, her fingers fluttering against his chest. She could feel every ridge of his young cock stretching her, the blunt head pressing against sensitive spots untouched in years. Rational thought dissolved beneath the primal need to be filled completely. Her hips arched upward, taking another inch with a wet gasp. "Just...just the tip," she lied to herself, her voice barely recognizable. His precum mixed with her arousal, the scent of their taboo coupling thick in the air.
Jason's fingers trembled where they gripped her thighs, his adolescent muscles straining with restraint. The heat radiating from her core was unlike anything he'd imagined, her inner muscles fluttered around him like a heartbeat, drawing him deeper with each pulse. His hips moved instinctively, another fraction slipping inside as her legs tightened around his waist. The stretch burned beautifully, her wetness easing the way even as her walls resisted. Droplets of sweat dripped from his forehead onto her heaving breasts, mingling with the flush creeping across her chest.
Marlene's hands slid from his hips to his ass, fingers digging into firm young flesh as she pulled him forward. A ragged moan tore from her throat when the thick ridge of his cockhead caught against some long-neglected spot inside her. The friction dragged sparks through her womb, her neglected muscles clamping down greedily. She could feel every throb of his teenage erection inside her, the way his shaft twitched when her inner walls squeezed tight. "Oh God," she gasped, her thighs shaking around him, "you're... nngh... so big baby." The lie tasted sweet on her tongue, he wasn't big, just perfectly hers.
Jason's breath hitched when her nails raked down his back, her hips lifting to take him deeper still. His mother's wet heat surrounded him completely, the rhythmic pulses of her cunt massaging his aching cock with terrifying intimacy. He could feel her heartbeat through where they were joined, the frantic flutter of her walls betraying her struggle against total surrender. The scent of her arousal, musky and thick with decades of denied hunger,flooded his senses as she arched beneath him. His own sweat dripped onto her collarbones, tracing the hollow of her throat before disappearing between her heaving breasts.
Marlene's hands slid limply from his shoulders, her fingers twitching against the damp sheets. Her thighs fell open wider in silent invitation, her knees trembling where they bracketed his hips. The stretch burned beautifully, not just his cock filling her, but the impossible rightness of his weight pressing her into the mattress where she'd once read him bedtime stories. Her womb ached with sudden emptiness, her body instinctively trying to draw him deeper still. Her whispered "baby" dissolved into a moan when he shifted, the angle shifting his cockhead against a spot that hadn't been touched since his conception.
Jason's entire cock was swallowed by his mother's pussy, the heat of her swallowing him whole in a way no fantasy had prepared him for. His breath stuttered when her inner muscles fluttered around him like a pulse, each contraction pulling him impossibly deeper. The intimate slide of skin on skin was dizzying, no condom, no barriers, just his mother's slick folds parting for her own underage son's cock. Her wetness dripped down his balls when he bottomed out, the coarse hair at the base of his shaft catching on her swollen lips with each shallow thrust.
Marlene arched off the bed with a strangled cry, her thighs clamping around his hips as she pulled him flush against her. "Fuck me," she gasped against his lips, her breath hot with desperation. Her fingers clawed at his back, blunt nails scraping red trails as she fought to get closer still. "Make me yours, baby. Fuck your mommy's pussy raw." The words spilled from her mouth without filter, years of pent-up filth pouring out as she rolled her hips to take him deeper. Her cunt pulsed around him, greedily milking his cock as if trying to coax out the cum that had been denied for so long.
Jason's hips snapped forward with brutal force, his young muscles straining with untamed energy. Every thrust buried him to the hilt, his balls slapping wetly against her ass as he pistoned in and out. The wet slap of flesh on flesh echoed through the room, mingling with their ragged breathing and the creak of the bedsprings. He couldn't think anymore, couldn't remember this was his mother beneath him, couldn't process the taboo of his cock plunging into the same hole that had birthed him. There was only heat and tightness and the overwhelming need to cum, his vision tunneling until all he could see was her flushed face, her parted lips, her wild eyes watching him with undisguised hunger.
Marlene came immediately, even harder this time. Her back arched off the bed violently, her scream tearing through the air as her orgasm ripped through her without warning. "FUCK!" she shrieked, her fingers clawing at his bare shoulders as her pussy clamped down on his cock with devastating force. Her thighs trembled around his waist, her entire body convulsing as wave after wave of pleasure crashed through her. She couldn't believe this was happening, couldn't believe her 14-year-old son's cock was buried deep inside her, couldn't believe how much better it felt than anything she'd experienced in decades. The realization that she was cumming on her own child's cock, his underage, fertile, teenage cock, only made the orgasm more intense, her juices gushing around his shaft as she milked him desperately.
Jason gasped as her walls fluttered around him, the sudden tightness almost painful in its intensity. His mother's pussy pulsed rhythmically, each contraction pulling him deeper still as she writhed beneath him. Her fingernails dug into his skin hard enough to draw blood, her thighs clamping around his waist like a vise as she rode out the longest orgasm of her life. He could feel her hot cum dripping down his balls, could hear the obscene squelching as his cock pistoned in and out of her now-sloppy hole. The sight of her like this, her face twisted in ecstasy, her tits bouncing wildly with each thrust, her cunt stretched obscenely around his young teen cock, was almost enough to send him over the edge himself.
Jason clawed at her massive breasts, his fingers sinking into the soft flesh as he bent forward and latched onto one of her thick nipples. He sucked greedily, just like he had as a baby, but now with his cock buried to the hilt inside her. The contrast was dizzying, the familiar taste of her skin mixed with the salt of her sweat, the same warmth he'd known since infancy now wrapped around his throbbing erection. Marlene moaned brokenly, her fingers tangling in his hair as she arched her back, pressing her tit deeper into his mouth. "Oh God, baby," she gasped, her voice wrecked, "just like... nngh... just like when you were little." The words sent a fresh wave of heat through him, his hips stuttering as he fucked her harder, his cock sliding effortlessly through her drenched folds.
The edge crept up on him suddenly, a pressure building at the base of his spine that made his balls tighten unbearably. But this time it didn't recede, it kept growing, an unstoppable tide that had his thrusts turning erratic, his grip on her breast tightening until she whimpered. His mother's pussy clenched around him rhythmically, as if her body knew what was coming and was trying to coax it out of him. Her inner muscles massaged his shaft with each penetration, milking him relentlessly, her soft cries of "yes yes yes" spurring him on.
Jason's vision whited out as the first spurt erupted from his cock, his hips jerking forward uncontrollably as he buried himself to the hilt inside her. The orgasm tore through him violently, his young body convulsing as rope after rope of thick, fertile cum shot deep into his mother's unprotected womb. He could feel each pulse traveling up his shaft, could feel her pussy fluttering around him greedily as she came again from the sensation of being filled so completely. His fingers dug into the soft flesh of her hips hard enough to leave bruises, his moans mingling with her own as he emptied himself inside her.
Marlene's mouth fell open in a silent scream as the first hot flood of teen cum hit her cervix, her body arching off the bed as another orgasm crashed through her. She could feel every throb of his cock inside her, could feel the way her son's cum painted her insides with each pulse, could feel it dripping from her stretched entrance where their bodies were joined. Her womb ached with sudden fullness, her neglected muscles clamping down instinctively around his shaft as if trying to wring out every last drop. The realization that she was being bred by her own child, that his teenage sperm was flooding her most sacred place, sent another violent shudder through her already spent body.
Jason gasped against her sweaty skin, his hips jerking uncontrollably as his orgasm continued to rip through him. His vision blurred at the edges, his entire world narrowing to the sensation of his mother's pussy milking him dry. Rope after rope of cum surged from his balls, each spurt hotter than the last, his young body giving her everything it had. The wet squelching sounds of their joining grew louder as his thrusts grew erratic, his young cock still twitching inside her as the last of his cum leaked out.
Marlene's thighs trembled around his waist, her body still clenching rhythmically around his underage cock. She clung to him like a lifeline, her fingers tracing absentminded circles on his damp back. His cum was already leaking from her stretched entrance, dripping onto the sheets beneath them in thick, white rivulets. The sheer volume of it shocked her, she hadn't expected her teenage son to have such virile potency. The thought made her womb flutter again, a fresh wave of her own fluids mixing with his seed inside her.
Jason's breath came in ragged gasps against her neck, his lips brushing the same spot they'd sought comfort from since he was a toddler. His fingers still clutched at her skin, blunt nails leaving crescent-shaped indents along her hips. His mind was hazy, thoughts scattering like leaves in a storm, part of him wanted to recoil, to scramble away from the taboo intimacy, but his limbs felt heavy, his body sated in a way he'd never experienced before. The warm cradle of his mother's body beneath him was too familiar, too comforting to leave just yet.
Marlene's hands traced slow circles over his damp back, her fingertips counting each knob of his spine like she used to when he was small enough to curl entirely against her chest. Her womb ached with the weight of his seed inside her, a deep pulsing awareness that should have horrified her. Instead, she found herself pressing her thighs together instinctively, as if trying to keep every drop inside where it belonged. The scent of sex and sweat hung thick in the air, mingling with the faint citrus of his adolescent deodorant and the floral shampoo she'd bought him last week.
Jason's softening cock slipped from her with a wet sound that made them both shiver, followed by an obscene gush of cum leaking onto the sheets beneath them. He whimpered against her collarbone, half from overstmulation, half from some unnameable emotion, as her fingers carded through his sweat-damp hair. The same fingers that had parted it for picture day in third grade now sticky with their shared fluids.
Marlene's breath hitched as another warm trickle escaped her pussy, her inner muscles fluttering weakly around nothing. Her thighs trembled where they bracketed his hips, the aftershocks still rolling through her in slow pulses. The smell of sex was overwhelming, teenage musk layered with her own arousal and the tang of fresh semen, yet she found herself tilting her pelvis upward, chasing the fading sensation of being filled.
Jason groaned into the damp hollow of her throat, his eyelashes fluttering against her collarbone as exhaustion pulled at him. His softening cock twitched against her thigh, oversensitive and sticky with their fluids, yet his fingers still flexed instinctively against the curve of her waist. Every exhale from his mother's parted lips sent a tremor through him, her heartbeat echoing against his ribs where their bodies pressed together, closer than they'd been since she'd nursed him. After everything they did, everything they tried for his release, to save him from the hold that the overdose of viagra held on him, it was his mother's pussy that freed him, that finally wrung his release from his overstimulated young teenage cock.
Marlene's fingers tightened in his hair when his breathing slowed, his weight settling heavier against her. The reality of what they'd done, the desperate, filthy acts they'd performed, should have sent her scrambling away. Instead, her thighs shifted wider beneath him, knees bumping against his as she cradled him closer. A thin string of his cum stretched between her inner thigh and his softening length when he twitched in his half-asleep state. She swallowed hard, feeling another pearl of white seep from her well-used hole to join the mess beneath them.
Jason's eyelashes fluttered against her damp collarbone, his breath evening out in warm puffs. The last remnants of Viagra-fueled tension drained from his limbs, leaving him pliant against her body. Marlene couldn't stop her hips from lifting slightly, chasing the fading pressure of him inside her. The movement squeezed another trickle from her gaping entrance, the wet sound loud in the quiet room.
She drifted off to the rhythm of his breathing, her fingers still tangled in his hair. The scent of sex clung to them both, teenage musk layered with her own arousal and the metallic tang of drying semen. Their bare legs twined together on top of the ruined sheets, Jason's softening cock nestled against her thigh like it belonged there.
A sharp creak of hinges shattered the stillness.
Jason jolted awake to the sensation of cold air hitting his sweat-dried skin, his mother's gasp vibrating against where his cheek still pressed against her collarbone. His limbs tangled with hers in a drowsy panic, her knee hooked over his hip, his softening cock still nestled against her damp thigh, their bodies fused together by cooling fluids and the unmistakable stench of sex. The overhead light blinded him momentarily, casting their nakedness into stark relief against the cum-stained sheets.
His father's silhouette filled the doorway, rigid as a statue, the grocery bags in his hands slipping to the floor with a dull thud. Apples rolled across the hardwood, one bouncing off Jason's discarded school sneaker. The silence stretched like a wire about to snap, his father's eyes locked onto where Marlene's thick thigh still cradled Jason's hip, the glistening mess between her legs, the hickey blooming dark on her left breast.
Marlene's shriek turned into a choked gasp as she instinctively rolled Jason onto his back, only realizing too late that the motion spread her legs wider, exposing the obscene trickle of white sliding down her inner thigh to pool beneath her on the sheets. Jason's spent cock twitched against his stomach, still glistening with her slick. The scent of sex hit his father like a physical blow, his nostrils flared, his fingers flexing at his sides.
Jason's father didn't move, didn't breathe, his eyes fixed on the mess between his wife's thighs where his son's cum still oozed from her stretched hole. The string of white connecting Marlene's pussy lips snapped as she scrambled upright, only serving to smear more of Jason's release across her trembling thighs.
Jason opened his mouth, no sound came out. His fingers twitched toward the sheet, but it lay tangled around their ankles, soaked through with sweat and semen. His erection had softened, but the angry red imprint of Marlene's thighs still marked his hips. The overhead light buzzed, casting their sweat-slicked bodies in cruel fluorescence.
Marlene's breath hitched. "Robert, I..." The bedroom door clicked shut before she could form another syllable. The silence pressed down like a physical weight, broken only by Jason's shallow gasps and the drip of cum sliding off the mattress onto the hardwood below. His father's footsteps receded down the hall, too measured, too controlled, before the front door slammed hard enough to rattle the framed Little League photos on the wall