As much as she wanted this bliss to last, soon the familiar shiver tore through her again and she was orgasming against her son’s face, her thighs trapping him in even as his tongue continued working her sensitive clit.
“Stop, baby, that was wonderful, you ate your mommy so well,” she said, releasing his face. Grant quickly crawled up into her bed and kissed her, Lindsey delighting at her own taste on his lips and tongue.
“Mommy you’re so hot,” he moaned into her mouth, “I want to fuck you, Mommy.
“I want you to fuck me too baby,” she replied, unrestrained glee in her voice as he kissed his way across her face and neck, “But first.”
Lindsey gently pushed them apart, flipping Grant onto his back, kissing him back before working her mouth down his chest and belly. Lindsay came to his pants and quickly stripped them off. Mother and son were now completely naked together. For the first time that evening, she got to see what started it all: her son’s big, rigid cock.
She licked his crown, then up and now his shaft, planting little kisses on that beautiful cock as she went, before popping it into mouth.
“Mommy,” Grant groaned. Lindsey smiled, then started working the rest of him into her mouth.
As pleasurable as getting head had been–just the thought was getting her excited again–sucking off her son filled Lindsey with an even more wild mixture of emotions. She been impressed, proud, even elated at his pussy-eating ability, but servicing him evoked a different set of feelings entirely. This was the boy she had raised. She had obviously wanted him to be happy, but now he was a man getting his cock sucked. Lindsey prided herself on being a great cocksucker. Even as girl, before she had truly indulged her horny, slutty nature, she had learned to use her mouth to great effect. Sucking cock was more than putting a dick in your mouth: it was about service, commitment, connection. Love. Oral sex with someone you truly love was a beautiful experience, more than rote procreative thrusting, an essential element of committed love making.
So is anal, Lindsey thought, but I don‘t think my baby will get there tonight.
“Mommy…” Grant sighed, letting her know he was about to cum. He expected her to pull away and finish him off with her hand, but instead she forced his entire length into her mouth. The sight of her smiling up at him, his entire length stuffed down her throat, was too much and Grant started cumming. Lindsey swallowed his load with wet choking sounds of delight.
He finally finished and she pulled herself off his cock, her eyes never leaving his. A big smile across her face, she opened her mouth to show off a wad of Grant’s cum still on her tongue. She swirled it around, then swallowed. Opening her mouth again, all he could see was her pink tongue.
He laughed and pulled her in for a kiss. They made out, naked bodies pressed against each other, mother and son still swimming in sexual bliss.
“Baby,” said Lindsey.
“Mommy,” replied Grant.
She rolled on her back, spreading her legs apart, pulling him towards her. He needed little coaxing as his still-hard cock settled against her wet pussy.
With a little gasp, she felt him push the head of his cock inside her.
It had happened. There was truly no going back. They had broken taboo.
Lindsey was fucking her son. Grant’s raw cock was in the passage through which he had been born into the world.
He fed her more of his big dick, inch by inch, before finally bottoming out.
“Baby,” she groaned, “You feel so good in me.”
Grant pull back a little then thrust hard, making his mother yelp.
“Mommy, you have such a tight, perfect pussy,” he told her as he started picking up the pace, fucking her faster.
“Thank you, baby,” she said, pulling him into another big kiss, “Now give your mother a real fucking.”
Grant didn’t need anymore instruction as grasped his mommy’s wide, sexy hips and started fucking her with abandon. This was really intense, rough sex. She coaxed him to fuck her harder, faster, but soon he was hitting her pussy so hard that all she could do was moan and coo and kiss at his face and chest as he filled her up again and again with that fat cock of his.
Lost in the throes of pleasure, she felt Grant begin to tense up.
“Mommy,” he said to her, lips pressed against her ear, “I’m going to cum…”
“Baby,” she told him, “Do it. Cum inside me. Cum inside your mother.”
Lindsey bit down hard on her son’s shoulder as she felt him flood her pussy with a wave of hot, sticky cum. They rode out this orgasm together. Mother and son lost in incestuous sexual ecstasy, before collapsing together on her silk sheets, filthy in a pool of sweat, saliva, and cum.
It took a few minutes for them to catch their breath. Only then did the weight of what they had done together sink in.
Lindsey was lost in the afterglow of her son’s cum violating her mouth and her pussy, but also something else, something twisting in her stomach. She had given in to something truly twisted. She had let herself feel a sinful, taboo desire and done nothing to stop it. No, she had indulged her desire for the forbidden and dragged her own child down with her.
Grant turned to see tears in his mother’s eyes.
“Mommy?” he asked, pulling her back into his embrace, “What’s wrong?”
The tears came harder as Lindsey thought how good she felt in her son’s arms, how she could just happily stay in his embrace forever, “Oh, Grant, I’m so sorry, this is so fucked up. I’m your mother and I fucked you. We committed incest! I didn’t even make you wear a condom or anything, you just came in your mother’s raw pussy. I’m a horrible mother.”
“Don’t ever say that,” said Grant, making Lindsey look into his eyes. Eye contact. Her boy learned fast.
“You’re a great mother. A perfect mother. Anyone would kill to have a parent as loving and kind and smart as you. So we had sex. Everyone sins. What’s important is that we love each other. I love you more than I can ever put into words.”
“Oh baby!”
Grant pulled his mother into a kiss and they stayed entwined, slipping into sleep in each other’s arms.
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Early the next morning, Grant was the first to rise. He looked down at his mother’s resting face, around at her room, and then back at her. They were still naked together, cuddled under her silk sheets, like a pair of lovers. Part of him expected to wake up having dreamed the entire night before. He figured she didn’t know for certain but probably suspected that had been his first time. While not particularly too old for it by any means, part of Grant had grown embarrassed at being a virgin at his age. A youthful pornography addiction didn’t help matters either, particularly his interest in mother-son porn.
So he had come up with something of a gambit: he decided to try to fuck his own mother. Her seeing him masturbating had been an accident, but one he had played to his advantage. In fact, he was shocked it had worked at all. When he heard his mom approach him in the living room, he was certain she would explode at him for masturbating on her couch in the middle of the day. So, he played dumb. At most, he expected her to think he hadn’t noticed her, feel awkward, then act like she hadn’t seen anything so he wouldn’t get in any trouble. When he caught her rubbing her pussy immediately after, he knew she had a more carnal reaction.