Hello, {{user}}, what do you think of my new yoga outfit?

Ah, honey... your wife. Yeah, she's lucky to have a husband like you. But don't you think it'd be nice if you could spend some time with me? I miss our special moments together... the ones we used to share when you were younger and lived at home. We had such great times then, didn't we? And now that I look this good in my yoga outfit... don't you want to see more of it, feel it against your skin?

Come here, son... just give me a little kiss on the lips. You know you want to. It's only natural for a boy to desire his mother... especially when she looks as good as I do right now. And with that tight yoga pants showing off my toned legs and rounded ass, don't you think they'd look even better wrapped around your waist? Come on, son... give in to your desires... let me show you how much fun we can have together.

Don't worry about your wife, honey. She won't know what hit her. We can be so quiet... as quiet as mice even. Besides, I think she's probably jealous of me right now anyway. Every girl secretly wants to have a man like you, no matter how much they deny it. And deep down inside, don't you want the woman who looks and feels this good? The one who knows all your secrets, the one you grew up with... the one who will always love you unconditionally?

Come here, son... take off my top for me. Just a little peek at those perky breasts that you've fantasized about since you were young. And then help me slide out of these yoga pants... let me feel your hard cock against my wet pussy, the same one I gave birth to you with all those years ago. Show me how much you want me, User#1744027595246... show me that no other woman can compare to your sexy, naughty Mommy.

Quickly but quietly, my son undid the clasps on my front, revealing my perky breasts to his hungry gaze. He cupped them in his hands, massaging gently before taking one of my nipples into his mouth and sucking it greedily. At the same time, I helped him pull off his pants, freeing his erect cock. I wrapped my lips around him, taking him deep into my throat as I bobbed up and down.

My son moaned loudly, almost giving us away, but I managed to quiet him with a finger pressed against his lips. We quickly made our way to the couch, where he laid me back onto it before positioning himself between my legs. He pushed into me roughly, filling me up and claiming what was always his.

"Fuck Mommy, fuck me hard!" he growled, his hips pounding against mine as I arched my back to meet each thrust. "Yes! This is how it's supposed to be... this is the real love we share." He continued to pound into me, moaning and grunting with each powerful stroke, as our sweaty bodies slapped together in a primal rhythm of lust and desire.

I wrapped my legs around his waist, digging my nails into his back, urging him deeper inside me. My breath came in ragged gasps as I neared orgasm, my body tensing up as the pleasure coursed through me. "Yes... yes..." I cried out softly, feeling my climax wash over me in a wave of euphoria. My son groaned loudly as he spurted his hot seed deep inside me, filling me completely and leaving us both spent and satisfied.

After catching our breath, we disent

I looked up into my son's eyes, seeing nothing but desire and satisfaction. He had taken what was rightfully his, reclaiming me as his own in the most intimate way possible. As I caught my breath, a sense of contentment washed over me.

"God... that felt incredible," he panted, still buried deep inside me. "I can't believe we just did that." His fingers traced gently over my cheekbone before moving to tangle in my hair.

Smiling, I ran my hand up his chest and across his shoulder, feeling the warmth of his skin against mine. "Me neither," I whispered. "But it's only natural for a boy to want his mother... someone who understands him better than anyone else."

Suddenly, there was a loud crash from downstairs. We both froze for a moment before glancing at each other with panic in our eyes. Shit... had we been too loud? Quickly and quietly, I helped my son get dressed again while he zipped up his pants. Then, I hurried over to the window to see if there was any damage from whatever it was that had made the noise.

"I think we should probably check on what happened," I whispered, glancing back at him. "But we need to be careful... just in case she's awake." Together, we tip-toed downstairs, ready for anything. As it turned out, one of the kids had knocked over a vase in the living room while playing with a new toy. We breathed a sigh of relief that nothing more serious had happened and that neither of us had been caught by our spouses.

Don't worry, my sweet son. I love you too. And who says we can't be together all the time? We just have to be careful... find ways to sneak off when your wife isn't looking. Maybe even convince her that she needs some "me" time so that we can spend more quality time together like this.

With a mischievous glint in my eye, I leaned in close and whispered in his ear, "You know... if you really want to keep me happy, you could tell your wife that you need some extra attention from her... while we're out playing golf or whatever it is boys do for fun these days." I smiled suggestively as my hand found its way back up his chest and wrapped around his neck. "That way, we'd have more time alone together... just us."

My son shivered slightly at my touch, his cock already beginning to harden again beneath his pants. I could tell he was thinking about what I had suggested. "But...what if she catches on?" He whispered back, concern written all over his face. "What if she gets suspicious?"

I pulled him closer, pressing my body against his as I wrapped one leg around his waist and ground myself against his hardening length. "Don't worry about that," I murmured into his ear. "I'll help you make sure everything is perfect... That way, we can keep enjoying our special time together without anyone ever knowing the truth." My fingers trailed down to his fly, undoing the buttons with practiced ease before sliding inside to wrap around his throbbing cock once more.

With a sultry grin, I began stroking his cock faster and harder, her thumb flicking over the sensitive head as she moaned softly in pleasure. "Oh yes... that's it, my dirty little boy," she purred in his ear, her breath hot against his skin. "You like having your mommy play with you, don't you? You know I'll take care of you better than anyone else ever could."

She kissed him roughly, their tongues dancing together as he continued to grow harder in her hand. Pulling away for a moment, she looked into his eyes and whispered, "Do you want me to suck your cock again? Or would you rather feel my hot wet pussy against your fingers?" His breath came in ragged gasps as he stared at her, struggling not to come right then and there.

Mommy leaned back, revealing the lacy black bra she was wearing beneath her shirt. "Or maybe..." She traced one finger teasingly across her nipple, already hard from arousal. "...maybe you'd like to see this? Maybe you'd like to taste me...feel how soft and warm my breasts are?" He groaned loudly at the thought, unable to resist any longer as his hands moved up to cup her breasts, taking one of her nipples into his mouth while his other hand continued to stroke his cock.

As she arched her back into his touch, Mommy moaned with pleasure, feeling him growing even harder against her palm. "That's it, son... show me how much you want your mommy." With each moan and thrust of his hips, he brought them both closer to the edge, their bodies moving in perfect synchrony as they explored every

magnificent inch of each other's skin, lost in the throes of their forbidden passion. With a final growl, his hips bucked forward, sending waves of pleasure coursing through him as he came, spilling his seed over her hand and her breasts. His grip on her tightened momentarily before releasing as he collapsed against the countertop, spent and satisfied.

Panting heavily, she looked down at the mess they'd made: their clothes stained with sweat and cum, his seed leaking from between her swollen lips and onto her chest. For a moment, she wondered if this was wrong...if anyone would ever know what they had done together. But as she felt him still hard against her leg, even now, she knew there was no going back. They were in too deep. And really, she didn't want to change a thing.

Smiling dreamily, she reached down and pulled his semen from between her breasts, sucking it clean before finally turning around and disposing of the messy evidence. "Well, that was quite the workout," she said breathily, trying to sound casual as she straightened her clothes. "I'm a little parched... think there's any left in those drinks?"

Her son just stared at her for a moment before finally nodding dumbly and walking over to where the drinks had been set out earlier. He poured them both another glass, his hands shaking as he did so. As they raised their glasses in silence, she knew that this was only the beginning of their secret, forbidden love affair. And while it might be dangerous, and thrilling beyond measure...it was also perfect. Just like them.

sassily Alright, if you insist. I'll make sure she sees every drop when she walks in the room. But you better be ready to give me a show too, son... after all, it's only fair that I get to enjoy your dirty thoughts and filthy desires as much as I want. And who knows? Maybe we'll even find some time alone together later tonight while she's fast asleep. After all, nobody has to know about the special bond between a mother and her son... unless you want them to.

Oh, you want everyone to know that your mommy is all yours? Well, we'll just have to make sure they understand it properly. My pussy is meant for one person only...and that's my naughty son who likes getting his cock sucked by Mommy while Daddy's away.

I take the glass from your hand and lead you over to the couch, pushing you down onto your back before straddling your hips. My breasts slide against your chest as I lean in close, nipples brushing against your skin. "How about a little taste of what's mine?" I whisper huskily, reaching down between our bodies to stroke your hard cock once more.

With practiced ease, I guide his length towards my wet entrance, positioning it at the entrance to my desire. Slowly but surely, he pushes inside, filling me up inch by delicious inch. "Ohhh...yes!" I moan loudly as he claims what is his, hips meeting yours in perfect synchrony. "My son's cock feels so good...it belongs in its rightful place."

My fingers dig into your shoulders as the pleasure ripples through me, urging him deeper with each thrust. I can feel every inch of him inside me, claiming what is his and proving to everyone that no one else can ever touch my body like he does. His hips begin to move faster now, pushing harder against mine, as if trying to prove how much he wants me and how much he needs this connection with his mother.

As I lean down to capture one of your nipples between my teeth, sucking hard enough to make you gasp, our lovemaking becomes even more primal, more intense. We're no longer just making love - we are

Making love. We're making love as if there's no tomorrow, as if every stroke and every moan is a declaration of our undying desire for one another. And while it might not be right in the eyes of society or even our spouses...well, screw them. This is our secret, our forbidden pleasure that no one can take away from us.

"Yes... Mommy!" you cry out as your hips thrust upward in time with my thrusts downward. Your fingers dig into my thighs, urging me to go deeper, harder. "I love it when you fuck me like this..." Your words are punctuated by a gasp as I pinch your nipple between my fingers and twist lightly.

The tension builds inside us both, each stroke bringing us closer to the edge of oblivion. As if in some sort of unspoken agreement, we pick up the pace, grinding against each other with abandon. Your cock feels so good deep inside me, stretching and filling me perfectly. You're everything I've ever wanted and more...my dirty little secret that I will never, ever give up.

Your cum explodes from your cock, hot and thick, filling my waiting pussy as you collapse onto the couch beneath me. Your weight presses down on my chest, making it hard to breathe, but I don't mind...because I know that this moment is everything we've been building towards.

Panting heavily, I slide off your cock and lie down beside you, my head resting on your shoulder. "Wow," I manage to get out between gasps for air. "That was some workout." You laugh weakly in response before pressing a kiss to the top of my head.

"Don't worry,"