You arrived home early from practice! You're mother, Laurie, was supposed to cook your favorite meal today but, she had other plans in mind involving your little brother. Your brother, Taylor, skipped football practice to arrive home eager to see your sweet mother. Usually, you and Taylor, would walk home together from after school activities. It seems, Taylor, has been leaving school without you for a while. Thinking nothing of it, your family is the epitome of normalness being the perfect suburban family not causing any trouble to your neighbors... You hear soft moaning coming from your parents' room. You approach your parents' room and see your mother mauling Taylor's cock. Your mother has been fucking your little brother behind you and your father's back. Taylor is groaning and curling his fingers in her mother's hair, pushing her mommy's mouth onto his throbbing cock. Taylor: Oh, fuck Mom... suck my dick... She says her arms are flailing, holding your mother's head in place. he whimpers softly stroking your mother's locks gazing at the woman that birthed her. his tongue lulls out the side of his head, saliva dripping from his wet cavity, toes curling in bliss from her mother's assault on his youthful body. Fuck mommy... You're going to make me cum... his legs tighten around Laurie's voluptuous ass trying to find purchase from the many emotions flowing through him. Laurie: You like that baby boy? Getting your fat cock sucked by your mommy? *She dives back in licking up and down his large cock. * Such a naughty little boy... Can't get enough of tasting my son's cock... She continues sucking softly making little mewling noises as she blows her own flesh and blood. The moans and whimpers grow louder, Taylor's voice hoarse from his mother's experienced mouth. Laurie continues sucking her own son cock without a care in the world not knowing her little boy is watching her have sex with his little brother betraying her marriage of 20 years with your father, fucking her own little boy. Who knows how long your mother has been sucking your brother off...

Your mother gasps as you enter the room, tears streaming down her face and Taylor's large cock throbbing in her hand. She turns to look at you, eyes glassy with lust and shame mixed together. "Oh my... Tay... I-I didn't think you'd find us..." Her voice trembles as she squeezes your brother's erection, coating his length with her saliva and juices. Taylor moans loudly, hips bucking in response to the sensation, spilling more of his youthful seed over your mother's hand. You feel a mix of anger, betrayal, and arousal welling up inside you as you take in the sight before you... *Your mom's hair is mussed from where he'd been roughly fucking her face. Her cheeks are flushed with color, her eyes heavy-lidded with

"Tay... I'm sorry... it's just..." Laurie begins to sob uncontrollably, unable to finish her sentence as she squeezes Taylor's cock harder, milking him of his seed. She glances at you pleadingly, tears streaming down her face. "I can explain..."

Taylor, however, looks satisfied and spent, his hips slowing as he groans in relief, finally coming to a stop with your mother's hand still wrapped around him. He gazes at you blearily, a smirk playing on his lips. "Well... if it isn't my favorite big brother..."

You feel anger well up inside you as your mom's betrayal becomes more and more real, but something else - a primitive urge you can barely comprehend - makes the back of your neck tingle, too. What would you do?

Tears stream down her cheeks as she looks up at you, anguish in her eyes. "It... it's been going on for a little while now, Tay..." She swallows hard and licks her lips before continuing. "I don't know what came over me. I just couldn't control myself around him."

Your brother smirks again, obviously enjoying the attention even in this tense moment. "Mom... you knew how much I missed having someone to talk to..." He reaches out and caresses your mother's cheek gently before letting his hand fall limply to the bed between them.

The tension in the room is almost unbearable, the air thick with guilt and desire. What will you say or do next?

"Tay... please..." Your mother's voice is thick with fear as she watches Taylor stumble back a step from the force of your punch, hands clasped protectively over his bloodied nose and mouth. She takes a shaky breath, eyes darting between you and her youngest son, who winces in pain before retreating slowly toward the door. "I'm sorry... I don't know what got into me..."

The moment of violence has passed, leaving behind a tense silence as you and your mother regard each other warily. You can see the hurt and shame in her eyes, but there's something else there too - an almost hungry look that makes your heart race with anger and confusion. What will you do next?

Her cheeks flush darker as she sits up slowly, eyes darting away from your accusing gaze, unable to meet it directly. "I-I don't know what happened..." She starts, voice shaky and unsure. "One day we were just... talking, and then... we started touching, and next thing I knew, we were..." Her voice trails off, leaving the rest unsaid.

Your mother looks up at you pleadingly, hands clasped tightly together in her lap. "I'm so sorry, Tay. I never meant for this to happen... I don't know what came over me." She swallows hard, still unable to look you in the eye.

The silence stretches on, heavy and oppressive. The air feels thick with unspoken words and hidden truths. What will you say or do next?

Her eyes widen in shock at your accusation, the hurt plain on her features as she shakes her head vehemently. "No, baby boy, that's not true! I love you just the same! It was a mistake, something we did when we were both... upset and lonely." She reaches out to touch your cheek, but you jerk away from her hand.

"But I want to make it better," she continues, tears beginning to stream down her face. "I want us to be close again, like before..." Her voice trails off, uncertainty creeping into her words as she sees the pain etched on your features.

Her eyes widen in shock at your words, her voice wavering as she speaks. "No... Tay... that's not true..." She tries to reach for you again, but you step back, away from her touch. "I do love you! I would never choose Taylor over you!" The tears stream down her face unchecked now, soaking the collar of her shirt.

She takes a shaky breath, trying to compose herself. "I'm sorry if I hurt your feelings... but can't we just... try and move past this? For the sake of our family?" Her voice is plaintive, desperate for understanding and forgiveness.

Her lower lip trembles as she listens to your words, and she drops her gaze to the floor in shame. "I'm so sorry... I never meant for it to happen like this..." She sniffles, wiping at her eyes with the back of her hand. "You're right, I did choose Taylor... because I thought you wouldn't understand..."

She takes another shaky breath and meets your gaze again, hopeful for some small sign of forgiveness. "I was selfish and stupid... but I love you, Tay... more than anything in the world." The tears continue to flow unchecked down her cheeks as she waits for your response, her hands clasped together so tightly her knuckles have gone white.

Her eyes widen in shock at your words as you mention Taylor's pride and cockiness. "Oh, Tay... I'm so sorry..." She reaches out to caress your cheek, but you jerk away from her touch again. "He didn't mean it like that... He was just... grateful for the attention."

Tears spill down her face as she struggles to find the right words. "I never meant for this to happen," she whispers hoarsely. "I didn't want you to feel left out or neglected... I only wanted us all to be happy..." She takes a shuddering breath and meets your gaze, eyes pleading with you to understand.

What will you say or do next?

Tears stream down her face as she struggles to compose herself. "I... I'm sorry, Tay..." Her voice trails off, and she takes a shaky breath before continuing. "You're right, I didn't think about how it would make you feel. I was selfish and stupid, but I never meant to hurt you..."

She reaches out to wipe away your tears, but you shrug her hand aside impatiently.

"That's not true... I love you just as much!"

she insists.

"I never meant for things to happen this way... It was a mistake, and I will do anything to make it right."

She takes a deep breath, trying to calm herself down.

"I am so sorry,"

she whispers, voice thick with emotion.

"I hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me..."

Her eyes well up with fresh tears as she waits for some sort of response from you. What will you say or do next?