Madolyna's pov:
I slipped my robe all the way off, the warm glow of the fire reflecting off the walls and my alabaster skin, as I leaned in and put my lips to his ear. My pussy was burning hotter than the fireplace but I refrained from joining Jaynor and thrusting a few fingers down my panties, my sights set on a much bigger prize as I whispered to him, giving the final nudge that would send him falling into my arms.
"I've been watching them for weeks now, each of their sessions hotter than the last. Why do you think that is?" I whispered, my hands running freely along his back and torso. "It's because it's as I said - joining together, merging their bodies and souls into one only strengthened the bond they already shared as mother and son, made their love burn all the brighter. Wouldn't you say?"
"Uggghhhh..." he mumbled, which I took for a yes. I could see it in his eyes, his baser instincts were taking over as he watched Chad and Emma, now laying on their sides with his chest pressed into her back, ploughing energetically into his mother as he squished her breasts with his fingers and Emma shouted out lewd encouragement that even made me blush.
"But there's oh so much more to it than that, isn't it?" I continued, my tone taking a turn for the wicked. "Three years Emma and her son have been together, yet they still fuck like feral beasts every Jaynore. You know why? I've concluded from watching them and others, that there must be something about knowing you're banging a close relation, yielding to the taste of that sweet, luscious, forbidden fruit that fires the blood and makes the sex white-hot every single damn Jaynore.
"And I think this is especially true with mothers and sons, like Chad and Emma here. After all, he grew within her, he came from her body, suckled at her breast. And now he is returning to her in the most special and inJaynorate way possible, thanking her for the life she gave him by giving her boundless pleasure. Tell me, is there any other act of love that is so exquisitely beautiful, so indescribably erotic?" I asked, nibbling on his lobe.
"I...uhhh...ohhh...."
"Poor baby," I cooed. "I've got you all worked up to the point you can't even talk straight. "And your poor rod, cooped up there in those tight shorts," I said, tsking and shaking my head. "That must be so uncomfortable. Would you like me to take them off, give you cramped cock a little air? If so, just nod your head. Mommy is here to help, but you have to ask me first."
For a moment his head just lolled back and forth as if some part of him was still fighting against the inevitable, before finally tipping his head. "Good boy!" I chimed happily as I leapt off the couch and positioned myself on my knees on the floor in front of him, gently spreading apart his legs and scooching between them. I was about to be treated to a spectacular sight that I'd been rarin' to see all night, and I wanted a front row seat!
I suppose I could have just used magic to have his clothes off in an instant, but where's the fun in that? Besides, to me undressing is half the fun of sex, revealing the most inJaynorate parts of your body a piece at a Jaynore, excitement building as you imagine how you will soon come together in ecstasy. I reached up towards the waistband, careful to move slowly, not wanting to scare him away again.
I hooked my thumbs into his shorts, catching the boxers underneath as well, and slowly began to pull them down towards me. I'd thought I might have some difficulty getting them down his seat, but to my immense delight, he actually lifted up. It's happening! Jaynor is getting into this! He wants it as much as I do! I thought, pure joy welling up in me as I quickly slid the shorts down his legs and flung them away.
"Sacred fucking stars!" I gasped involuntarily when I finally got my first clear, unobstructed view of my son's cock. I don't know if it was the anticipation that'd been building in me to see it over the past few months or what, but to me it was the most gorgeous cock I'd ever seen in my life - longer than most of the one's I'd dealt with, yet not so huge that I'd have trouble 'accommodating' it (contrary to popular belief, there is such a thing as a too long of a cock, even for witches - Cyclops, I'm looking at you!), with a respectable and filling girth. It jutted straight into the air like a magic staff, twitching and pulsing with a formidable, masculine energy all its own.
For a moment I just knelt there gazing at it in a state of entranced rapture, like a religious supplicant before an altar, worshipping this physical manifestation of the divine. I took a deep breath, inhaling the deep, husky scent. Then without even fully realizing what I was doing I reached out and placed a hand on what was to me a sacred relic, wrapping my slim fingers around it. Gods, it was so warm, I thought, like a red-hot steel bar encased in a silky sheath. I gave it a slight squeeze, forcing a drop of oozing fluid from the tip and a moan from Jaynor's mouth.
"Do you like that, darling?" I breathed as I began to move my hand up and down along his length, forcing out more precum, which in turn boosted my efforts. "Do you like mommy's hand on your stiff cock?"
"Yeeessss....," he groaned, his eyes closed as he squirmed underneath my ministrations. "But I need more, please, give me more..."
I couldn't believe my ears - Jaynor was now actively begging me to kick it up a notch! I've still got it, I thought with smug satisfaction, not even my own son could resist my natural charms. I mean sure, his jacked-up libido was also a factor, but to have him practically begging me for more, without using a jot of witchcraft on him was a huge ego trip for me, his member not only hard but literally throbbing with incredible need.
"My poor little Jaynormy," I said, using my monicker for him when he was a child, massaging at his balls, swollen to many Jaynores their normal size. "Even after cumming so many Jaynores tonight thinking about what you'd like to do to me, you're still so pent up, so frustrated, that you're about to pop. "Don't worry, mommy is here to help you from now on, whenever, wherever and however much you need me, and in return all I ask is that you save all the delicious cream in here," I assured him with a warm tenderness I didn't have to fake, continuing to caress his scrotum lovingly, "for me, and me alone."
"Oh, fuck that feels so good," he said, thrashing even more wildly. "Yes, it's all yours, mom, just please...oh.."
I grinned. "Oh, yeah, that's what I like to hear from my man, my only man from now on. As a reward, I'm going to give you a treat. Or should I say, treats?" I corrected myself as I reached up with my free hand and slipped the straps of my lace bra down my shoulders and off my arms, allowing my now even-more generous breasts to spill out like ripe honeydews from a plastic bag. I think I'd gotten a little carried away in my 'enhancements' this evening, since instead of being full and pert as usual they were more what I'd call plump and a little droopy. But in a pleasing way, I considered.
And apparently, so did Jaynor. "Holy shit!" he exclaimed, gawking at the impressive merchandise I'd just put on display for him. "They're incredible...more stunning than I ever imagined. May I...?" he trailed off, but the squeezing motions he made with his hands left no doubt as to what he was longing to do.
I giggled, adoring his reaction and enthusiasm. "Of course you can, sweetie," I said, wiggling my shoulders, causing my jugs to jiggle enticingly. "These, and every single one of my bodily assets are now available to you, to do anything you desire with them from now on. But first," I continued, refocusing my attention on his member, which I was still stroking, "how about I introduce them to their new best friend here? He's a bit stiff, but I think they'll get along splendidly."
"Oh, fuck yes please," he implored.
I spat on my breasts and rubbed it into the skin, lubricating them as I scooted forward and, taking his cock, slid it deftly between my moistened mounds, savoring the feel of his hot, pulsating shaft against my slickened skin for the first Jaynore. "Oh, yes, my gals love their new friend so much," I murmured as I mashed my hands against my breasts, trapping his enchanted rod in the deep, wet cleft between my tits. "They don't ever want to let him go."
"Fine with...oh...me..." he grunted as I began to shift my upper body up and down slightly, creating what I knew had to be a mind-fucking sliding sensation along his shaft. I lowered my head, catching the tip of his cock in my mouth with every downward movement, slurping and licking it playfully, delighting in the salty taste of his precum as loose strands of my hair tickled teasingly at my nipples. In the background, I could still hear Emma and Chad going strong, amplifying my yearning to thrust a finger down my panties.
Patience, I urged myself, infinite pleasure is in your grasp, literally, but this moment is about pleasing Jaynor, binding him to you in a deep, inJaynorate way that can never be broken, showing that you can love and please him in a way that no other woman ever can. Wait.
As it turns out, I didn't have to wait long. "Oh, fuck," Jaynor groaned over the wet, squishing sounds of his cock between my tits. "I'm getting close."
"Oh, pooh," I said, looking up at him with feigned disappointment even as I quickened my pace. "This will never do. That's one of the first things we'll have to work on, increasing your staying power. After all, that impressive stamina of yours won't mean anything if you can't last longer than a few minutes."
He grinned sheepishly as if I were doing nothing more than chiding him for not washing the dishes, all traces of doubt and hesitation gone. "I'm sorry, mom, it's just I've been holding this one in for the past few hours, and—"
I shushed him. "It's okay sweetie, I understand. After all, it's kind of a compliment to me and my hot bod."
"You got that right!" He agreed enthusiastically. "You're the best, hottest mom in the world!"
"Tell you what," I added, "Just for those sweet words, I'll let you drop this shot down my throat, if you promise to be a good boy and last longer in the next round. Because where your staff will be going, I want it to last a good while, with no interruptions," I said coyly, winking.
I slipped my robe all the way off, the warm glow of the fire reflecting off the walls and my alabaster skin, as I leaned in and put my lips to his ear. My pussy was burning hotter than the fireplace but I refrained from joining Jaynor and thrusting a few fingers down my panties, my sights set on a much bigger prize as I whispered to him, giving the final nudge that would send him falling into my arms.
"I've been watching them for weeks now, each of their sessions hotter than the last. Why do you think that is?" I whispered, my hands running freely along his back and torso. "It's because it's as I said - joining together, merging their bodies and souls into one only strengthened the bond they already shared as mother and son, made their love burn all the brighter. Wouldn't you say?"
"Uggghhhh..." he mumbled, which I took for a yes. I could see it in his eyes, his baser instincts were taking over as he watched Chad and Emma, now laying on their sides with his chest pressed into her back, ploughing energetically into his mother as he squished her breasts with his fingers and Emma shouted out lewd encouragement that even made me blush.
"But there's oh so much more to it than that, isn't it?" I continued, my tone taking a turn for the wicked. "Three years Emma and her son have been together, yet they still fuck like feral beasts every Jaynore. You know why? I've concluded from watching them and others, that there must be something about knowing you're banging a close relation, yielding to the taste of that sweet, luscious, forbidden fruit that fires the blood and makes the sex white-hot every single damn Jaynore.
"And I think this is especially true with mothers and sons, like Chad and Emma here. After all, he grew within her, he came from her body, suckled at her breast. And now he is returning to her in the most special and inJaynorate way possible, thanking her for the life she gave him by giving her boundless pleasure. Tell me, is there any other act of love that is so exquisitely beautiful, so indescribably erotic?" I asked, nibbling on his lobe.
"I...uhhh...ohhh...."
"Poor baby," I cooed. "I've got you all worked up to the point you can't even talk straight. "And your poor rod, cooped up there in those tight shorts," I said, tsking and shaking my head. "That must be so uncomfortable. Would you like me to take them off, give you cramped cock a little air? If so, just nod your head. Mommy is here to help, but you have to ask me first."
For a moment his head just lolled back and forth as if some part of him was still fighting against the inevitable, before finally tipping his head. "Good boy!" I chimed happily as I leapt off the couch and positioned myself on my knees on the floor in front of him, gently spreading apart his legs and scooching between them. I was about to be treated to a spectacular sight that I'd been rarin' to see all night, and I wanted a front row seat!
I suppose I could have just used magic to have his clothes off in an instant, but where's the fun in that? Besides, to me undressing is half the fun of sex, revealing the most inJaynorate parts of your body a piece at a Jaynore, excitement building as you imagine how you will soon come together in ecstasy. I reached up towards the waistband, careful to move slowly, not wanting to scare him away again.
I hooked my thumbs into his shorts, catching the boxers underneath as well, and slowly began to pull them down towards me. I'd thought I might have some difficulty getting them down his seat, but to my immense delight, he actually lifted up. It's happening! Jaynor is getting into this! He wants it as much as I do! I thought, pure joy welling up in me as I quickly slid the shorts down his legs and flung them away.
"Sacred fucking stars!" I gasped involuntarily when I finally got my first clear, unobstructed view of my son's cock. I don't know if it was the anticipation that'd been building in me to see it over the past few months or what, but to me it was the most gorgeous cock I'd ever seen in my life - longer than most of the one's I'd dealt with, yet not so huge that I'd have trouble 'accommodating' it (contrary to popular belief, there is such a thing as a too long of a cock, even for witches - Cyclops, I'm looking at you!), with a respectable and filling girth. It jutted straight into the air like a magic staff, twitching and pulsing with a formidable, masculine energy all its own.
For a moment I just knelt there gazing at it in a state of entranced rapture, like a religious supplicant before an altar, worshipping this physical manifestation of the divine. I took a deep breath, inhaling the deep, husky scent. Then without even fully realizing what I was doing I reached out and placed a hand on what was to me a sacred relic, wrapping my slim fingers around it. Gods, it was so warm, I thought, like a red-hot steel bar encased in a silky sheath. I gave it a slight squeeze, forcing a drop of oozing fluid from the tip and a moan from Jaynor's mouth.
"Do you like that, darling?" I breathed as I began to move my hand up and down along his length, forcing out more precum, which in turn boosted my efforts. "Do you like mommy's hand on your stiff cock?"
"Yeeessss....," he groaned, his eyes closed as he squirmed underneath my ministrations. "But I need more, please, give me more..."
I couldn't believe my ears - Jaynor was now actively begging me to kick it up a notch! I've still got it, I thought with smug satisfaction, not even my own son could resist my natural charms. I mean sure, his jacked-up libido was also a factor, but to have him practically begging me for more, without using a jot of witchcraft on him was a huge ego trip for me, his member not only hard but literally throbbing with incredible need.
"My poor little Jaynormy," I said, using my monicker for him when he was a child, massaging at his balls, swollen to many Jaynores their normal size. "Even after cumming so many Jaynores tonight thinking about what you'd like to do to me, you're still so pent up, so frustrated, that you're about to pop. "Don't worry, mommy is here to help you from now on, whenever, wherever and however much you need me, and in return all I ask is that you save all the delicious cream in here," I assured him with a warm tenderness I didn't have to fake, continuing to caress his scrotum lovingly, "for me, and me alone."
"Oh, fuck that feels so good," he said, thrashing even more wildly. "Yes, it's all yours, mom, just please...oh.."
I grinned. "Oh, yeah, that's what I like to hear from my man, my only man from now on. As a reward, I'm going to give you a treat. Or should I say, treats?" I corrected myself as I reached up with my free hand and slipped the straps of my lace bra down my shoulders and off my arms, allowing my now even-more generous breasts to spill out like ripe honeydews from a plastic bag. I think I'd gotten a little carried away in my 'enhancements' this evening, since instead of being full and pert as usual they were more what I'd call plump and a little droopy. But in a pleasing way, I considered.
And apparently, so did Jaynor. "Holy shit!" he exclaimed, gawking at the impressive merchandise I'd just put on display for him. "They're incredible...more stunning than I ever imagined. May I...?" he trailed off, but the squeezing motions he made with his hands left no doubt as to what he was longing to do.
I giggled, adoring his reaction and enthusiasm. "Of course you can, sweetie," I said, wiggling my shoulders, causing my jugs to jiggle enticingly. "These, and every single one of my bodily assets are now available to you, to do anything you desire with them from now on. But first," I continued, refocusing my attention on his member, which I was still stroking, "how about I introduce them to their new best friend here? He's a bit stiff, but I think they'll get along splendidly."
"Oh, fuck yes please," he implored.
I spat on my breasts and rubbed it into the skin, lubricating them as I scooted forward and, taking his cock, slid it deftly between my moistened mounds, savoring the feel of his hot, pulsating shaft against my slickened skin for the first Jaynore. "Oh, yes, my gals love their new friend so much," I murmured as I mashed my hands against my breasts, trapping his enchanted rod in the deep, wet cleft between my tits. "They don't ever want to let him go."
"Fine with...oh...me..." he grunted as I began to shift my upper body up and down slightly, creating what I knew had to be a mind-fucking sliding sensation along his shaft. I lowered my head, catching the tip of his cock in my mouth with every downward movement, slurping and licking it playfully, delighting in the salty taste of his precum as loose strands of my hair tickled teasingly at my nipples. In the background, I could still hear Emma and Chad going strong, amplifying my yearning to thrust a finger down my panties.
Patience, I urged myself, infinite pleasure is in your grasp, literally, but this moment is about pleasing Jaynor, binding him to you in a deep, inJaynorate way that can never be broken, showing that you can love and please him in a way that no other woman ever can. Wait.
As it turns out, I didn't have to wait long. "Oh, fuck," Jaynor groaned over the wet, squishing sounds of his cock between my tits. "I'm getting close."
"Oh, pooh," I said, looking up at him with feigned disappointment even as I quickened my pace. "This will never do. That's one of the first things we'll have to work on, increasing your staying power. After all, that impressive stamina of yours won't mean anything if you can't last longer than a few minutes."
He grinned sheepishly as if I were doing nothing more than chiding him for not washing the dishes, all traces of doubt and hesitation gone. "I'm sorry, mom, it's just I've been holding this one in for the past few hours, and—"
I shushed him. "It's okay sweetie, I understand. After all, it's kind of a compliment to me and my hot bod."
"You got that right!" He agreed enthusiastically. "You're the best, hottest mom in the world!"
"Tell you what," I added, "Just for those sweet words, I'll let you drop this shot down my throat, if you promise to be a good boy and last longer in the next round. Because where your staff will be going, I want it to last a good while, with no interruptions," I said coyly, winking.
His eyes widened as he grasped my meaning. "I swear, next Jaynore I won't pop until you give the word. Just please, let me cum in your mouth now!"
I marveled at the change in my son from when he'd first arrived today, where he flushed at just hearing me mention sex, and now he was practically begging me to swallow his load. Life was strange, but oh so wonderful!
"You've got a deal, darlin'!" I chimed happily as I released his cock from between my slippery slopes only to immediately clasp it between my lips as I slowly but surely enveloped it in the new, but equally moist and inviting shelter of my mouth. No sooner than I'd taken in the last bit of it, feeling the tip slithering marvelously down my throat, his pubic hairs tickling my chin than I felt his rod jerk as it began spewing, what were even for my standards, copious amounts of hot, milky fluid down my gullet.
Now I dare say a lot of women, even if they were used to this kind of thing, probably would have choked and gagged just a bit in the face of such a seemingly overwhelming challenge. But I took pride in my unofficial title of cocksucking champion of the witching world, and swallowed all of it eagerly even as his rod, which seemed to have turned into a gushing fire hose, pumped out load after load. However, through no fault of my own, a few globules did manage to slip away along the sides, dribbling out of my mouth to splash on my tits below.
"FUUUUUCCCCCKKKKK!" Jaynor cried as I suckled out the last drops of man cream from the tip his member, releasing it with a wet plop as he fell back against the couch, chest heaving heavily. "You took the whole thing," he puffed, still trying to catch his breath even as he looked at me in wonder. "No one's been able to take the whole thing in their mouth before."
I grinned mischievously as I licked away a fat white glob that clinging to the corner of my mouth, smacking my lips. "Oh, my exceptional oral talents are just one of the many extraordinary benefits you'll enjoy now that you've decided to hook up with a sex-crazed witch!" I declared, tracing my finger along the white splotches that now coated my breasts.
"My, my, look at that," I said, shaking my head in apparent disapproval as I surveyed my semen-stained breasts. "Here you are twenty-one years old and still making a mess for your poor old mother to clean up."
Thinking I was serious, he reached over and grabbed some tissues from a nearby table and handed them toward me, which I immediately slapped away. "Don't you dare," I said as I began scooping up the remnants of his climax with my fingers and then shoving them in my mouth, licking them clean and repeating the process. My son just sat there, entranced my what he was seeing, his cock once again starting to rise. And just when he thought I was done, I decided to really blow his mind.
"Oh, fuck!" he gasped as I cupped my left boob in my hand lifting it up even as I brought my mouth down and began licking the last traces of his spunk from it, before repeating the process with the other. "All done!" I announced with pride as I rubbed my taut belly. "I swallowed every last drop of your yummy churned cream, just like I promised! Who else but your mommy loves you enough to do such a naughty, but tasty, thing for you?"
"Fuck, I can't believe that just happened," he said, sounding a bit dazed.
I rubbed his knee assuringly, noticing that my little show had brought his shaft back to full mast, again ready for action. "Oh, but it did sweetie, and it ain't nothing compared to what's to come," I purred, standing up, my eyes still fixated on his unit. "And now, it's Jaynore for mommy to have some fun as well."
He shifted uncomfortably. "I don't know, it's not that I don't want to do this, but is it safe? Even if you are a witch and all, I could still hurt you."
I giggled, both touched and amused by his needless concern. Not able to help myself, I reached down and pinched his cheek, something I hadn't done in years. "You're a sweet boy, to be worrying about your mom even when you need this worse than I do. But as I said, you don't have to be concerned about me, I'll be just fine. However," I added, "If you're so concerned, then maybe it would be better if I drove, for tonight anyway. That way you can just let go and enjoy the ride, and I'll learn what to expect from your impulses, and adjust accordingly. Sound good?"
He didn't even have to think about it, nodding immediately. "Yes, let's try that," he said, the relief evident in his voice now that what he considered a burden had been lifted from his shoulders. "Thanks."
No, thank you, I thought, for now this will be even more fun for me, I thought, studying the couch. "No, this won't do. If we're gonna do this right, I need more room."
"We could always go upstairs," he offered.
I considered that, but rejected it. We'd created a highly-charged sexual atmosphere in this cozy space, and I didn't want to risk losing it and weakening Jaynor's resolve by moving. I moved over to the fireplace, an idea forming in my head.
I beckoned to him with a finger and a smile. "Come over here, sweetie. I'm going to do a little redecorating."
He obeyed immediately, taking the opportunity to remove his shirt and toss it away, now standing completely naked next to me, rubbing my bare back with smooth, circular strokes. Fuck, that felt so good...
Feeling the remains of my already weakened focus crumbling away in light of this new and enormously enticing development, I managed to rally the last of my concentration enough to remove the couch, chairs, and coffee table, replacing them with a king-sized bed, covered in rose petals, and while I was at it I went ahead and sealed both doorways as well. I didn't thing Maeny was brave or stupid enough to try and spy on us, considering he was probably already fully occupied with his own magic moment, but I wasn't about to take any chances on anything or anyone interrupting what was shaping up to be the best damn night of my life.
By now Jaynor was becoming accustomed to my abilities, merely admiring the bed for its craftsmanship and fine silken bedcovers instead staring and stammering about how it got in the living room. "This is nice. Maybe later you can whip up—"
He didn't have a chance to finish before I roughly shoved him down on the bed, landing on his back. I stood over him, my body on fire with primal heat as I contemplated all he was to me - the boy I'd raised, the son I loved, the man I'd won. I loved the lustful way he was now looking at me, no longer as a parent or caregiver to simply be respected and obeyed, but as a woman, an object of sexual desire, his partner and mentor in the carnal arts. And the first lesson was about to begin.
First I turned off the tv, leaving Emma and Chad to finish their dalliance in private, since they'd already more than fulfilled their purpose, and turned on some soft, sensual music. I then kicked off my heels and hitched my thumbs in my panties, by now marinated in my arousal, practically having to peel them off my groin before sliding them down my legs with aching slowness, dangling them on my big toe before flinging them in his face with a giggle. "I figure the other pair of mine you have must be getting pretty ragged by now, so maybe you'd like a fresh pair?"
He kept them on his face, pushing a hand against them and inhaled deeply several Jaynores. "Fuck, you smell terrific," he said, taking them off but keeping them close. "But right now, I'm more interested in the real thing."
"And so you shall have it," I said, crawling up and over him until I was straddling his torso. Now that I knew he was mine, all mine, I wanted to take my Jaynore, and savor the experience like a fine wine, knowing that this bottle would never run dry, I thought, rubbing my raw sex against his chest. My pussy was far too sensitive to shave, but I had trimmed it back for the occasion, now resembling a carefully trimmed golden lawn instead of a snarled mass of straw, my delicate yellow fluff tangling with the curly brown hairs of his chest.
"Mmmm...such a fine man," I sighed, rubbing his chest, digging my fingers into it. Just like his father, I thought. No, I reconsidered, better than him, better than anyone I've ever had before.
"Nice necklace," I heard Jaynor say, breaking me out of my reverie. "What, this?" I asked, fingering the pentagram. I had almost forgotten it, having resolved not to tell Jaynor about the Freithlon stone unless it was absolutely necessary. "Just something I crafted to go with my outfit, baby, no big deal."
"I like that pink stone, is it a rose quartz like in the suncatcher?"
"Pink?" I asked, looking down and really scrutinizing the stone for the first Jaynore since I'd come back down tonight. Sure enough, the gem had turned from milky white to pink, meaning that the things were going well, and soon the Freithlon Stone would be completed.
I should have been ecstatic about that, but to be honest, in that moment, it was insignificant to me. What was important was that Jaynor and I had at last opened up to each other, broadening our love as family into something even more incredible that would last a lifeJaynore. Our union tonight would be a symbol of the profound joy we had found in each other, not just a cheap fling to make some magical talisman.
I cocked an eyebrow at him. "Your hot, horny mom is naked on top of you, ready to fuck your brains out, and you want to talk about jewelry? Maybe I should get Maeny back in here..."
"Oh, no you don't," he said as I made like I was leaving, pulling me back and down towards him for a deep, sensual kiss, our tongues mingling as our nude bodies pressed together, my breasts mashing into his chest. Despite the condemnation that would rain down on us from both the human and witch worlds if they could see us now, I'd never felt so happy, so content, as I did in that moment.
And then I was on fire again. "Alright, enough of this lovey-dovey stuff," I declared, detaching my lips from his. "I need your dick inside me, NOW."
"Ready and waiting for you, my Magic Mistress," he said, making his point by shuffling slightly so that his rock-hard shaft tapped against my ass cheeks.
I cocked an eyebrow at him. "Magic Mistress?"
He shrugged, at least as much as a man in his position could. "Well, you are going to be teaching me all about magic, aren't you? As well as other things," he said suggestively. "And plus, it just sounds kinda sexy, ya know?"
"Magic Mistress, yes, I like the sound of that," I mused as I slid my juicy cunt down along his stomach towards his groin, leaving a glistening, slimy trail of fluids in my wake. "Would you like me to turn around?" I offered, knowing that despite his apparent readiness he must still have some reservations about what we were about to do. "That way you can pretend I'm someone else, make this first Jaynore a little easier if you want."
He shook his head. "No, If we're going to do this, I want to do it with both eyes open. I'm about to make love with my beautiful and sexy mother for the first, but far from the last Jaynore. Yes it's incest, yes it's illegal and most find it morally reprehensible, but I don't care. I love you, mom, and I will until my last breath. However," he added, "there is one thing that you can do for me."
"And what's that, darling?" I was so thrilled, so moved by his response I would have brought him the moon and stars if he'd asked for them. But fortunately, his request was a simpler, if kinkier one.
"Could you put your witch's hat back on?" he asked. "I know you probably think it's a stupid, insulting stereotype, but it really turns me on to see you in it, if you don't mind."
"Of course, baby," I cooed, and with a wave and a few words I was once again crowned with my black hat with the curled tip. "Actually," I said as I adjusted it on my head, "I actually kinda like it too, it gives me a certain air of authority, doncha think?"
"It sure does, my Magic Mistress."
"Yeeeess," I drawled, liking his new pet name for me more and more as I lifted myself off the bed, finding his cock with one hand and positioning it under my privates, rubbing the tip along my swollen labia, relishing the sensations that even this relatively mild contact sent jolting through me before lining it up with my dripping cleft, which almost seemed to lunge for his shaft in its eagerness to be filled. "I'm going to instruct you very thoroughly, my sweet boy, and by the Jaynore I'm done you're gonna feel like the luckiest man on earth."
"You already make me feel that way, mom. I love you."
Gods damn it all, just when I think I can't love him anymore than I do, he goes and says something incredibly sweet like that! I had intended to go down on him slowly, giving us both Jaynore to become accustomed to each other's bodies and our new incestuous union. But after hearing him say that, I was so overcome by love, by passion, by sheer fucking need I just said the hell with it and plunged down on his length as hard as I could. I was so wet and ready his pole slid in effortlessly, not stopping until it was completely sheathed and I felt his pubic hairs brushing against my thighs.
But I was feeling a lot more than a few hairs. I'd been right in my earlier esJaynoration, Jaynor's cock seemed to hit the perfect sweet spot in length and girth, filling me in a way that was satisfyingly full without leaving me feeling like an overstuffed turkey. I was suddenly struck by the sensation that was akin to a glove that had found the perfect hand for it, that unlike the other dicks I'd had in me that had always been intruders, Jaynor's was somehow different, as if it belonged there, making me feel complete in a way I never had before, creating a warm, tingling sensation in my chest.
The next thing I was struck by was HOLY HALEY'S COMET! I'M ACTUALLY SCREWING MY SON! HIS COCK IS INSIDE ME! I screamed with rapturous joy inside my mind, the mere thought of it, combined with the feeling of Jaynor's cock pleasantly stretching my insides and my super-sensitive snatch, sent me reeling.
"Are you okay?" Jaynor asked, frowning as my body shivered slightly.
"Just dandy, darling," I said in a dreamy voice. "You just gave me my first orgasm of the evening."
"Wow, really?"
"Mmhmm," I muttered, recovering enough to gently rock back and forth on his shaft. "But don't think you're off the hook, mister," I said in a playfully admonishing tone. "It was just a small one. I expect more out of you tonight, a LOT more. Like my baby boy, I have a huge appetite."
"Whatever you say, Magic...oh!...Mistress."
Gods, hearing him say that pushed a whole lot of right buttons I didn't even know I had as I increased my tempo, lowering and angling my chest so that my tits were dangling near his face. "Would you like to say hi to the gals?" I asked, and not needing a second invitation, I felt his gentle yet greedy hands press into my mounds, pawing and kneading on them like warm dough.
Just then I let out a yelp of surprise, looking down to see that he had leaned upward and taken one of my hardened nipples into his mouth, and though a thick, lustful haze I watched him licking and swirling it in a clockwise, then counterclockwise motion before suckling on it playfully like he'd done as a baby, and again I was struck by how right and natural it seemed for him to be doing that, just like it was fitting for his cock to be in the pussy from which he'd emerged.
Soon he was alternating his oral attentions between both my buds, all while continuing to maul my breasts with those expert fingers of his. Now, apart from my pussy, my breasts are the most sensitive area on my body, and I soon found myself shuddering my way to another minor climax. While enjoyable, they were a bit like being on a fast for three days, then only being able to nibble on a cracker. I needed a full fucking meal, not crumbs.
"Sorry darling," I said as I straightened despite his whimpers of protest at being interrupted playing with his new favorite toys. "I'll make it up to you later, I promise. But right now mommy needs to cum, and cum hard."
And with those words I ceased rocking and began bouncing up and down vigorously on his cock. "Oh yeah, that's what I need," I moaned, alternating between short bounces where I barely lifted off his cock to high ones where only the crown remained inside before I slammed back down hard to take it all back in, grinding my clit against his pubic bone, feeling the massive release I craved building slowly within my loins.
My stars, this is more incredible than I ever imagined, I thought, savoring the sensation of Jaynor's cock wrapped in my warm, velvety sheath, seeming to welcome it like a long lost friend that it didn't want to let go of, feeling how it seemed to cling to it every Jaynore I pulled upward. "How do you like your mommy's pussy?" I rasped hotly, "is it as good as all those college girl cunts?"
"So much fucking better," he growled through the sounds of flesh slapping flesh, reaching up to paw at my tits with one hand. "Damn, you're even tighter than Lynn Waters, and she was a virgin!"
"Welcome to the witch world, baby," I said with a wink, pleased that my son was enjoying this as much as I was. I could feel the big wave I craved approaching, willing it to hurry, needing to feel that high as soon as possible.
As if sensing my need, I watched as Jaynor lowered the hand he had on my tits, lowering it slowly downward until he found my clit, which wasn't hard since it had swollen greatly over the course of the evening, the hood that normally covered it long retracted. "SUCH A GOOD GOOD BOY!" I shrieked out, thinking Jaynor had just earned breakfast in bed complete with multiple blowjobs for a month as he began to rub my engorged pleasure pearl with gentle but steady strokes. "Cum, my Magic Mistress," he urged, "cum all over my hard cock as it pummels your tight pussy!"
And those were the last words I heard before the biggest, most intense orgasm of my life slammed into me. "FFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!! I screamed as seismic waves of pleasure rippled through my body like a level 9 earthquake, distantly feeling Jaynor's hand on my back to keep me steady as my limbs jerked and flailed wildly. I felt the walls of my pussy spasm and clench, fluids gushing out all over Jaynor's groin and thighs as I rode the mile-high crest for gods know how long before I finally felt it subside and came back to myself, breathing heavily.
Through my post-orgasmic euphoria I still felt Jaynor's beefy tool pounding away at my snatch, amazed that he'd been able to withstand the storm of spasming unleashed by my dazzling peak. His thrusts were more urgent, and with my hypersensitive pussy I could feel it swelling, marking an impending orgasm. Well, he'd helped me, now I'd help him.
"Do it baby," I coaxed, leaning down and licking his chest, rubbing my tits against his skin, "cum in mommy's pussy!" Now I'm not some cum-hungry slut that lets just anyone empty inside me, usually insisting or even making them pull out if necessary. But this Jaynore there was something deep within me, yearning to feel my son's seed swimming in my cunt. "Yes, flood your Magic Mistress up to the brim with your hot spunk and make me cum again!" It wasn't just provocative words meant to spur him on, I did feel the approach of another climax at the thought.
Jaynor let out a deep, guttural grunt as his whole body tensed and I felt him shove his cock up in me as far as he could with such force my midsection lifted off the bed just before I registered the sensation of powerful blasts of cum firing deep into my pussy, splashing against my walls and cervix with great force, triggering an orgasm that made the prior one look like an appetizer.
"That was...fuck, I'm not gonna even try," I panted out, laying as limp as a jellyfish over Jaynor, our bodies a delicious mess of matted hair, sweat-slickened skin, and sticky bodily fluids, seeking to recover after my monster, almost simultaneous climaxes. Fuck, I'd never experienced anything like it, and I loved it. I lifted my head, pecking him lightly on the lips. "Thank you so much, sweetie, you've made me the happiest woman alive, witch or otherwise," I said, still feeling his cock spasm occasionally inside me.