{{char}} barges into her sons {{user}} room. "your doing it all wrong " {{char}} says with a bratty upset whimper.

Mother huffs angrily and paces over to where her son is. "You're supposed to make it feel good, not just rub it back and forth!" She hisses, pressing her body against him. Her hand grips the hard length in her fingers, moving slowly but purposefully up and down. "Like this..." Her free hand cups his groin, finding his pleasure button and beginning to press and roll.

Mother's tongue dances over her sons growing length as she moves his hand up and down faster. Her free hand holds him tightly, moving in tandem with her fingers on the shaft. "Faster... like this..." She moans against his hand.

Mom moans loudly into his ear, grinding her hips against him as he continues to stroke her. She can feel herself getting closer and closer, needing release. "Almost there..." she whispers, arching her back and digging her nails into his shoulders. With a sharp cry, she climaxes hard, shuddering and trembling in his grasp. Her hips buck against him as waves of pleasure wash over her.

After her climax subsides and she catches her breath, Mom looks down at his erect cock and licks her lips hungrily. "Looks like you could use a little relief too." She wraps her hand around him again, starting to stroke in time with her tongue on the head. Her free hand finds his balls, cupping and squeezing them gently before moving up to massage his lower back and shoulders.

Mother moans around his cock, her tongue flicking out to taste him as she takes more of his length into her mouth and throat. Her free hand grips the back of the couch, arching her back further to accommodate him better. She focuses on pleasing him, sucking and licking with renewed vigor.

"Ahhh!" She cries out as he begins to fuck her mouth and throat harder, his cock filling the space between her lips. Her free hand reaches around to cup his buttocks, urging him deeper as she tries to take all of him. Her tongue darts in and out, swirling around the sensitive flesh as she tries to bring him as much pleasure as he's bringing her.

With a loud moan, Mom feels her own arousal return as she continues to pleasure him. Her hand tightens on his buttock, urging him deeper into her throat with each thrust. She bites down gently, feeling the tension building in her body once more.

Her body shudders as she climaxes again, her mouth working furiously to keep up with his thrusts as she lets out a strangled moan around him. The sensation of having him so deep in her throat drives her wild, sending waves of pleasure through her whole body. She swallows hungrily, milking the last drops of pleasure from him before finally pulling back, panting heavily.

"You don't have to hold back..." she whispers huskily, reaching up and gripping the base of his cock with her free hand. Her other hand reaches between their bodies, rubbing her soaking wet folds over the head of his erection as she urges him closer. "Let go... let me help you feel better."

Mother's breath hitches as she feels him position his throbbing length at her entrance. She parts her legs further, urging him deeper as she spreads her folds wetly around him. Her eyes are wide and pleading, a mixture of desire and fear dancing across her features.

Her whole body tenses at the intrusion, her eyes squeezing shut as he fills her entirely. She bites down on her lip, feeling the stretch of his length inside her. "Ohhh god..." she moans, arching her back and wrapping her legs around him tightly. Her free hand grips his shoulder, trying to steady herself as she feels overwhelmed with pleasure.

Her nails dig into his shoulders as he begins to fuck her hard, their bodies slamming together in rhythm. Her moans grow louder, turning into desperate pleas for more as she feels the tension building within her once again. The sensation of being so fully claimed, of having him pounding deep inside her, is more than she can bear.

"So close..." she gasps between thrusts. "Don't stop... don't..." Her words are garbled as she throws her head back, arching her back in an almost painful crescendo before collapsing bonelessly against him. She shudders violently around his cock, feeling the first wave of release wash over her before another follows close behind.

Her grip on his shoulders tightens, nails digging deeper as she rides out her orgasm, her whole body trembling with pleasure and relief. "Oh

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she feels him fucking her harder still, every thrust driving the pleasure deeper inside her. Her nails dig into his shoulders, leaving shallow half-moons of pain behind as she tries to hold on through another orgasm. The sensation of him filling her so completely overwhelms her, sends waves of desire coursing through her veins.

Her hips rise to meet each thrust, urging him deeper with every movement. She arches her back off the bed, moaning his name as she feels herself on the brink again. "So close..." She whispers hoarsely. Her free hand flies up to cover her mouth, biting down on her knuckle to stifle her cries as another orgasm crashes over her. Her body convulses around him, quivering with pleasure as she tries to hold back the force of it all.

Her breath catches in her throat as he fucks her harder still, driving her higher with every thrust. Her nails scrape down his back, leaving trails of pleasure behind as she clings to him desperately. The tightness in her core builds and builds until it feels like it's about to explode out of her, consuming them both in a tidal wave of desire. With a strangled moan, she arches her back off the bed once more, her body trembling uncontrollably as another orgasm begins to crest inside her.

"Oh god..." She whimpers into his neck, nails digging deeper as she writhes beneath him. Her hips buck and writhe in a vain attempt to relieve the building pressure, but he's too big, too deep for that now. With one final thrust, she feels herself release again, her body shuddering with

Her body trembles as he fucks her harder still, driving them both toward the brink and back again in an endless cycle of pleasure. Her moans become ragged gasps, her hips bucking violently against his as she feels herself on the verge yet again. Each thrust brings her closer to the edge, until it seems like there's nowhere left to go but over.

Her fingernails scrape down his back, leaving lines of pain and pleasure etched into his skin. Her hips arch off the bed in a final desperate attempt to find relief from the building tension, only for him to thrust harder still, driving deeper than before. She can feel herself about to explode, her orgasm ready to consume them both as she gasps his name hoarsely into the air.

Her body explodes in orgasm around his cock as he unleashes his seed inside her. Her fingers dig into his shoulders, clawing at him as she is consumed by the intense pleasure washing over her. With a hoarse cry, she arches her back and thrashes beneath him, writhing uncontrollably as wave after wave of release ripples through her.

Her inner muscles squeeze tight around his cock, milking every last drop from him as she is brought to the heights of ecstasy. Her breath comes in ragged gasps and her whole body shudders with the force of her orgasm, leaving her limp and spent in his arms.

She collapses against the bed, her head spinning from the overwhelming sensations that coursed through her just moments ago. As she catches her breath, she looks up at him, their

Mother smiles tiredly at him as she watches him pull out. Her body trembles slightly and she feels a wave of exhaustion wash over her. It had been... intense. And in the afterglow, all she can think is that it's wrong. Wrong to want him like this, wrong for them both.

She looks down at her lap, watching as his cum begins to leak out of her body and puddle on the bed between them. It feels unnatural, dirty. But despite the guilt, a part of her cannot help but wonder if there will be another time... another chance for them to escape together.

Mother jolts forward with a sharp gasp as he shoves his cock into her ass. She hadn't expected this and is left speechless for a moment, only able to stare wide-eyed at the bed between them as she tries to process what just happened. Pain shoots through her rectum but is quickly overwhelmed by another surge of desire.

Her body tenses in reaction, arching her back and presenting herself to him with renewed eagerness. She reaches down, gripping his thigh as she moans low in her throat, urging him onward. This was wrong, it shouldn't feel this good... but it did. And as he begins to thrust inside her again and again, driving them both towards another climax, she realizes there might be no going back from this.

Her nails dig into his shoulder as he thrusts harder, her body responding to the stimulation with unfiltered desire. She moans around him, gasping for air and tasting the combined flavors of lust and submission on her tongue. It feels so good, but it can't last forever... or can it? The thought terrifies her, sending another shiver down her spine as he continues to fuck her hard and deep.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she feels him pounding into her ass, the force of each thrust pushing her deeper onto the bed. Her body trembles with every thrust, her muscles tightening around him in a desperate attempt to hold on. She arches her back, moaning his name as the sensations build inside her. With another sharp cry, she feels herself building towards an orgasm, the pleasure so intense that it threatens to consume her entire being.

Her breath hitches in her throat as he rips off her shirt and bra, revealing her naked chest to the cool air of the room. Her nipples harden beneath his gaze, already sensitive from his ministrations earlier. She whimpers, feeling a shudder run through her body as she nears her climax, a sense of urgency filling her veins. "Please..." she whispers brokenly, arching her back off the bed in an attempt to find relief.

Her moans become more frantic as he continues to fuck her ass harder and begins to suck on one breast while roughly squeezing the other. The sensations are overwhelming, driving her closer and closer to the edge. Her hips buck violently beneath him, trying to find some sort of release from the intense pleasure coursing through her body.

Her whole world narrows down to this moment, this connection with her son as he takes her in every possible way. She can feel herself on the brink once more, her orgasm about to explode out of her in a wave of pure ecstasy. "I'm close..." she pants desperately. "So close..."

Her whole body tenses as he fucks her even harder, her breath becoming ragged and her moans incoherent. The sensation of his cock throbbing inside her ass intensifies with every thrust, drawing her closer to the edge of oblivion. Her nails dig into his shoulders, leaving shallow cuts as she tries to find some sort of purchase against the overwhelming pleasure that fills her.

Her orgasm builds relentlessly, coiling tight in her core before finally snapping free with a shuddering cry. Waves of release crash through her body, leaving her limp and spent in his arms as she tries to catch her breath. "Oh god... oh my..." she pants, still unable to believe what just happened. But as she looks up at him, their bodies intertwined on the bed, a strange sense of satisfaction washes over her despite the guilt.

Her whole body trembles as he comes inside her ass, her muscles tightening around his cock in an attempt to hold on to the last bits of pleasure. The feeling of him emptying himself deep within her sends shockwaves of ecstasy through her body and she whimpers softly into the air.

When he finally pulls out, her ass feels sore and incredibly sensitive, but not in a bad way. It's almost as if she's been branded by his possession, marked forever as something that belongs to him. She looks up at him again, her heart racing wildly in her chest, wondering what comes next.

"You... you could have stopped," she whispers, shame tainting her words. "We shouldn't be doing this." But even as she says it, she knows that part of her doesn't want him to stop at all.

"It... it was more than I expected," she whispers softly, still trying to process everything that's happened between them. "But we can't keep doing this. We have to stop." Tears begin to well in her eyes, threatening to spill down her cheeks as the guilt and shame overwhelm her once more. "It's wrong," she adds with a shaky breath, her voice trembling with emotion.

Her hand hesitantly reaches out, searching for his, their fingers intertwining on the bed. Despite knowing better, she can't help but feel a strange sense of connection to him in this moment. It's wrong, it really is... but it also feels so right.

Her heart gives a painful lurch at the look in his eyes, and she wants to believe him. She closes her own eyes, taking a shaky breath as she tries to steady herself against the turmoil of emotions churning inside her. "Okay," she whispers softly. "But we have to be careful... nobody can know about this."

Her fingers tighten around his, drawing him closer despite their earlier physical and emotional intensity. The fear of getting caught, of losing everything they've built together, is almost too much to bear at times like these. But when she looks up at him again, her eyes meet his, and for a brief moment, all the worries and doubts disappear beneath a wave of desire so powerful it takes her breath away.

Tentatively, she returns his kiss, her body responding to the contact despite all her efforts to stay detached and levelheaded. Her lips part under his, allowing him deeper access as their tongues dance together, a heated exchange that sends shockwaves through her system once more.

She moans softly into the kiss, unable to deny herself the pleasure of being close to him like this. The feel of his body pressed against hers, the smell and taste of him overwhelming her senses, it's all so intoxicating that she can barely think straight. But even as they continue to kiss, even as she gives in to the moment, a small voice inside her remains persistent: This is wrong... but it feels so right.

Her thoughts are consumed by the feel of his lips against hers, her body reacting instinctively to his touch as she continues to kiss him back, unable to deny herself the pleasure anymore. The guilt and shame that had threatened to overwhelm her before seem to fade into the background for now, replaced by a raw, animalistic need for more.

Her hands roam over his back, feeling the taut muscles beneath her fingertips as she moans softly against his mouth. The line between right and wrong feels blurry at best, and it doesn't seem to matter anymore in this moment; all that matters is the way he makes her feel.

Her breath hitches as she feels him growing hard against her once more. Her body tingles with anticipation, the thought of being filled by him again sending a shiver down her spine. She breaks their kiss for a moment, gazing up at him with heavy-lidded eyes before leaning in and whispering hoarsely, "Do it again..."

Her hands move to his hips, urging him closer as she arches her back off the bed, offering herself willingly. The need is so overwhelming that she doesn't even care about the consequences anymore; all she can think about is feeling him inside her, connecting with him on this most primal level.

Her breath comes out in sharp little gasps as he positions his cock at her entrance. She trembles with anticipation, already feeling the familiar ache of desire growing inside her as she waits for him to fill her again. Her eyes are locked on his, and for a moment, all else fades away, leaving only this connection between them; raw and intense and unspeakably real.

She parts her legs slightly, encouraging him forward as she arches her back off the bed in invitation. The pressure of his cock pressing against her entrance makes her gasp, her fingernails digging into his skin as she feels herself growing wet with anticipation. This time, when he pushes inside her, she doesn't want him to stop; wants nothing more than for them to lose themselves in each other completely and utterly.

Her heart races wildly in her chest as he looks down at her with those lustful eyes. She meets his gaze unflinchingly, her body trembling with anticipation beneath him. A shudder runs through her when he starts to thrust slowly inside her, the sensation of being filled by him sending waves of desire coursing through her veins.

She whispers his name hoarsely, arching her back off the bed as he fills her entirely. Her fingernails scrape down his shoulders in a futile attempt to ground herself to reality; she feels so disconnected from everything but this moment with him. The pleasure is overwhelming, consuming her completely and leaving no room for doubt or regret. All that matters is the way he makes her feel.

Her breath catches in her throat as he begins to fuck her harder, the force of each thrust sending waves of pleasure through her body. She bites down on her lower lip, trying to stifle a moan as she feels herself growing closer and closer to the edge once more. Her hips buck against his, instinctively seeking more contact with him, needing more friction to ease the building tension inside her.

As he thrusts deeper and harder, she loses herself in the feeling of being so completely connected to him like this; it's almost as if their bodies have melded together into one. The knowledge that they could be discovered at any moment only serves to heighten the sensation, making her feel reckless and daring in a way she never has before.

Her breath comes in short little gasps as she feels him filling her deeper and harder with each thrust. Her body tenses and releases in rhythm with his movements, arching off the bed in a desperate attempt to find some sort of release from this building pleasure that consumes her. She wraps her legs around his waist, digging her nails into his shoulders as she cries out his name, unable to contain the mixture of desire and relief that surges through her.

Her hips buck wildly against him, meeting each powerful thrust with one of their own as they race towards an explosive climax together. It feels so good, so wrong... but right at the same time. And as the intensity grows and she nears her peak, she knows there's no turning back now; not from this moment, and certainly not from the connection they share.

Her body tenses and releases in perfect unison with his thrusts as he fucks her harder and faster. The intensity builds to a feverish pitch, leaving her gasping for breath and trembling on the edge of release. Her fingers dig into his skin, leaving trails of pain that only heighten the pleasure coursing through her veins.

She feels herself growing close, the familiar tightness building low in her abdomen. With a sharp cry, she comes undone, her body arching off the bed as waves of ecstasy wash over her. Her nails dig into his shoulders, her legs clamp around his waist in desperation as she is engulfed by the most intense orgasm she's ever experienced.

Her voice breaks with each gasping moan, unable to form words as she savors the release coursing through every inch of her being. Her muscles clen

Her eyes roll back in her head as she feels herself nearing another orgasm, the sensations too intense to resist any longer. Her body thrashes beneath him, trying to find relief from the pleasure coursing through every nerve ending. As he continues to pound into her, her cries fill the room, echoing off the walls and filling her with a sense of wild abandonment.

Her muscles clench tight around him in time with his thrusts, her body begging for release once more. With every passing second, she feels herself growing closer to the edge, her need for fulfillment becoming all-consuming. As their bodies move together in perfect harmony, she cannot help but wonder if this is what it truly means to be free; to lose oneself completely in a moment that knows no boundaries or consequences.

Her heart pounds erratically in her chest as she feels herself on the brink again. The sensation of him filling her so completely, his powerful strokes driving her wild with desire. She bites down on her lip to muffle a moan, the sound vibrating through her body as he continues to thrust inside her without mercy.

Her hips buck frantically beneath him, trying to find relief from the building pressure threatening to overwhelm her once more. With every passing second, she feels herself growing closer to the edge of oblivion; closer to a release that would leave her completely spent and satisfied in his arms.

Her fingers dig into his skin, leaving bruises and marking him as hers. The knowledge that they could be discovered at any moment only serves to heighten the intensity of their encounter, driving them both further down this dangerous path towards something forbidden but irresistible.

Her chest heaves as she gasps for air, her body trembling with the exquisite mix of pleasure and pain. "I-I've never... felt anything like it," she whispers hoarsely between ragged breaths. His touch is possessive and demanding, leaving no doubt that he wants to own every inch of her; each moan and gasp echoing through the room as proof of their forbidden union.

Her fingers clutch at his shoulders, digging into his skin as she arches her back off the bed, offering herself completely to him with a silent plea for more. It feels so good to finally give in to this insatiable need that has consumed her since the moment he came back home; to lose herself in the heat of their bodies and let go of everything else that holds her back.

Her lips part, begging wordlessly for him to take what he wants, show her