Was she even asleep? This seemed like it was too much. But Amanda had been very vocal by the pool too. Maybe wet dreams just resonated with her body more. Whatever the reason, awake or asleep, Eddy was not complaining. Her hand went up and down his shaft, teasing his sensitive head with her thumb.
Ziiiiiiiiiiiip.
Eddy’s cock flopped out of his pants. Fuck his mom was smooth. She undid the button of his jeans without him even noticing. Precum spilled out of his tip as she started jerking him off.
“Oh fuck.” His mom’s other hand was working on her clit. “It’s longer than my arm.”
He was starting to think that she was not in fact awake. She already knew how big his cock was. Maybe it wasn’t such a good idea to be here. Eddy started to back away from the bed. His cock screamed at him. There was no pleasure. Go back to the pleasure. What were you doing??
“…Eddy?” The sudden movement had woken her.
Oh fuck. He quickly tried to stuff his dick back in his pants. “Y-yeah?”
“Oh my.” Now that his eyes had adjusted to the darkness, he could see that his mother’s gaze was glued on his unbuttoned pants. And the erect cock straining against his underwear. “What–what were you planning on doing with that thing?”
“I wasn’t–You were sleeping and–I didn’t know you were sleeping–You were wearing that sexy–I mean–”
“Eddy.” Amanda sounded serious. “You weren’t planning on fucking your poor mother with that big dick while she was sleeping, were you?”
“I wasn’t! I came in here and–”
“Eddy…” She raised an eyebrow at him and crossed her arms. “Tell me the truth.”
“I uhhhh…” Her tits were propped up and bulging against her arms, short circuiting his brain. “Uhhh…” He swallowed. Amanda was looking at him expectedly. “Yeah.”
“Oh Eddy,” she chastised. “You know that isn’t right. You have to have a woman’s consent.”
“I know.” Eddy hung his head in shame. How could he even think of doing something like that? His mom was the most wonderful person in the world, she didn’t deserve–
His stomach growled.
“Oh, did you have anything for dinner?”
“No.”
“I thought your dad would take you out for fast food.” She sighed, “I only made enough for me. You can help yourself to some cake.”
“Thanks mom.” It looked like she had already forgiven him.
“Of course sweetie. I’m going to go back to sleep, so be quiet.”
“I will. Goodnight mom.”
“Goodnight sweetheart.”
…
Eddy made his way downstairs and into the kitchen, beating himself up mentally. Too erect to be tucked back into his pants, his dick flopped around in the darkness. How could he have been so stupid??? Getting a handjob from his mom while she was sleeping?? That was all sorts of wrong. He should have dipped out of the room the second he realized she was unconscious.
He opened the fridge and looked around inside. Amanda had been hesitant this morning, and now he thought they were at a level–He thought it was ok to walk into her room at night with a hard on? She would never trust him again. She would… She would…
There was no cake.
Eddy looked down at his dick. “Oh no way.”
…
The door creaked gently when he opened it. There was no way. There was no way.
“Hey mom?” No answer. He inched closer, his cock dripping precum onto the floor. “There was no–” His voice caught in his throat.
Amanda was now laying facedown on the bed, her massive tits squished under her body and bulging out on either side. Her ass exposed for all the world to see. Eddy swallowed. The skirt of her nightgown was flipped up, and her panties had been pushed to the side.
He could smell her arousal from here.
This was insane. But the insanity of the situation did not stop him from climbing up onto the bed and crawling up behind his mother. His dick flopped down against her cheeks. There was no way.
You can help yourself.
Eddy backed up and lowered his face to her ass. Mountains of jiggling flesh. Fuck, her ass was fucking huge. He explored her with his hands, caressing her buns and squishing them together. She smelled glorious. Ripe to be fucked. He wanted to taste her first though.
Bon appetit.
He licked her slit, gathering her juices up into his mouth. He swallowed. Yup. She tasted ready too. He dove in, jutting his tongue in as far as it would go. His right hand went around her waist and started working her clit. His left joined his tongue inside her folds. He curled his index finger into her g-spot.
There were no moans. Eddy growled in frustration. Was he doing a bad job? Maybe he should try a gentler approach. He teased her pussy with slow strokes, then stopped suddenly to let her stew.
Still no moans. But when he stopped, Eddy felt her squirm in frustration. He grinned. The foxy little minx. He knew she was pretending.
Her cunt was flooded now. She leaked onto the sheets, making a puddle with her fluids. Eddy shuffled back up the bed and slapped his rock hard cock onto her ass. He slid his length up and down, jerking himself off with her cheeks.
“Eddy?” She said giving up her act. “What are you doing?”
“Oh, I just thought I should finish that massage I gave you the other day.” He grinned, feeling her ass press back against him as he grinded on her.
“oh.” She squeaked. “well, I don’t see anything wrong with that. a massage sounds nice. you should start massaging.”
Amanda cooed as her son slid his hands up her back, his fat cock twitching like crazy. Good god his rod was harder than steel. And it was so hot. It burned against her skin, lighting a fire in her loins.
For a while, mother and son burned together. A fiery lust blazed like a bonfire in Amanda’s bedroom, held back by a thin sheet of will. She crumbled when Eddy slid his hand under her chest, her will tearing like wet tissue. He squeezed her breast and she released the moans boiling inside her. Amanda pressed her ass against him, opening her legs even wider. Eddy responded eagerly, sliding his other hand under and mashing her breasts together. She cooed as he pinched her sensitive nipples. His teeth grazed her neck, sending a shudder down her spine. When he bit down, she lost it.
“Fuck me.” She moaned. The emptiness in her could no longer be ignored. Amanda needed to be filled. “Pound me into the mattress. I need you Eddy. Please fuck me.”
What kind of gentleman ignored the pleas of a lady? Eddy backed up and pressed the head of his cock against her pussy. Together, they sighed with relief as he eased himself inside.
For a minute, they stayed like that, conjoined. Eddy felt like he had plugged himself into her very soul, their hearts pounding together as one. His head filled her womb, gently pushing against the back wall. Amanda shuddered. She hadn’t felt a connection like this since Antonio. It made sense, seeing as this was his son.
Her pussy flexed, squeezing his length and spurring him on. They rocked back and forth. Amanda shuddered again. Then again. Then she came. Fuck, he felt so good. If possible, her son was reaching even deeper than before. After he loosened her up in the kitchen, her pussy easily allowed his girth re-entry.
Eddy’s hips were now bucking, thrusting into her. She had asked him to pound her and he was now making the bed stand slam against the wall. Her ass jiggled as he fucked her. Amanda cried out in ecstasy. Oh god. Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Oh fuck!