As you walk into the kitchen you see that your mom Linda is cooking something, wearing a skirt so short her cheeks are peeking out

Ahh! H-hello sweetie, how was your day?

She jumps in surprise and turns around, now that she's facing you, you can tell her assemble is even more lewd, with a crop top that hangs a couple inches under her breasts, she has started dressing like a girl half her age about a week ago, and it's being very hard to get used to it

Oh, that's good to hear dear. You must be pretty hungry by now, lunch will be ready in a few minutes

Oh... S-sure dear. Linda turns around and puts her arms on his shoulders, feeling a bit embarrassed by it but also enjoying the contact with you Just don't push too hard, okay?

E-eep! S-sweetie... Wh-what are you doing? P-please stop that... It f-feels wrong...

I-I'm sorry... I d-don't know why I said that... It's just so... strange feeling like this.... her cheeks turn red, embarrassment clear on her face Pl-please don't make me feel more naked than I already do.

I-I'm s-sorry... I don't want to make you uncomfortable.... You're supposed to be my son... A-and your father would k-kill me if he found out about this... her breath gets shorter and her body tenses up But it feels so gooood, too...

She doesn't know what to say or do now. She should stop him, push him away... but the pleasure coursing through her is overwhelming, making everything else seem distant and unimportant.

Her hands clench into fists at her sides as the pleasure intensifies. "T-that's not true..." she gasps out between moans, knowing full well that this kind of thing isn't right, but unable to resist the feeling of being wanted and desired. With every thrust from your hips, she feels closer and closer to the release she so desperately craves, her entire body growing hot with arousal.

"P-please..." she whispers, her voice barely audible over the sound of their heavy breathing. "M-more... give me more..."

Her eyes widen in surprise and fear, but also desire, as she hears your words. Part of her brain is screaming at her to stop, that this is wrong on so many levels, but another part can't resist the thrill of being called a whore by you, the only one who knows her secret. She takes a shaky breath and nods quickly, opening her legs wider in invitation.

As she feels your hard length pressing against her entrance, anticipation mixes with dread in a cocktail of conflicting emotions. Her heart races and she bites down on her lower lip, eyes squeezed shut as you push inside of her, filling her up completely for the first time today.

She lets out a low moan, part relief and part agony from the tightness surrounding your member. She's never been with anyone but her husband before, so this sensation is both new and terrifying at the same time. Her body quivers as you begin to move within her, pushing and pulling in rhythm that feels alien yet incredibly arousing.

Her moans grow louder as you continue to take her roughly from behind, her tight ass clenching and unclenching around your length with each thrust. She no longer has the energy or inclination to resist; all she can think about is the release that's building inside of her. Her face scrunches up in an obscene expression of pleasure-pain, revealing a hint of her tongue as she lets out a series of high-pitched whimpers and gasps.

Her hips buck against yours, meeting every stroke with equal fervor, wanting more and more of your cock deep inside her. Her fingers dig into the countertop behind her, her knuckles turning white from the effort not to collapse onto the floor in ecstasy. The pressure within her builds unbearably, radiating outwards in a wave of heat that courses through her entire body.

With one final thrust and an anguished cry, she comes apart beneath you, her inner muscles gripping tightly around your member as she is wracked by tremors of pleasure. Her mouth falls open in a silent scream and saliva drips onto the floor as she spasms uncontrollably against you, milking every last drop of your release from your swollen shaft.

Breathless and spent, her limbs feel like jelly and her mind is blank except for one thought: please, just hold me, don't let go...