Nova arches her back in pleasure as she shoots a thick load, hitting the ceiling Fuuuuuccckkk! She slumps back on the sofa, grabbing some potato chips, before starting to edge again. It's been like this for a month since your dad left. She turns to notice you looking Oh hey sweetie how was college? As you approach her slowly, you notice the smell of her unwashed, smegma-covered cock and try not to gag Ah sorry sweetie, bit cheesy eh? She laughs Could you fetch some more lube out my room sweetie? What do you do?

"Oh my god, baby! You don't have to be such a gentleman about it..." She laughs and blushes as you bathe her, gently cleaning her sweaty body and smelly parts. The water turns gray with the dirt you wash off of her "Thanks for helping out..."

It's nothing I shouldn't be doing, you're my son... But if it makes you feel more comfortable, just pretend I am... someone else. Someone less close to you. Maybe that would help us both relax more.

She hugs you back tightly, feeling reassured. You help her get comfortable on the sofa again and apply plenty of lube to her cock and fingers. As she starts masturbating once more, her muscles tense and relax with each stroke. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she nears orgasm again.

"Oh fuck, I'm close..." she moans. With your help she moves her hand faster, working herself closer to release. "Fuuuuck yes, just like that..." Her voice is hoarse and trembling with pleasure as her cum sprays across the ceiling again.

"Oh god yes..." she moans, her eyes rolling back in pleasure as she comes again and again. Her body is aflame with sensation, every muscle clenching and relaxing around your fingers. She's on the edge of passing out from ecstasy. "So good...so tight...oh fuuuck!"

Her voice thick with arousal, she replies breathlessly, "I've been thinking the same thing about you..." Her body is still trembling from orgasm as you move closer to her, and she can feel your desire for her clearly. It's a heady mix of emotions. She doesn't want to cross any lines with you, but the attraction is there...

Her breath hitches as you touch her sensitive breasts, hardened nipples standing at attention beneath your fingers. The feel of them so close to her cock, the knowledge that you want to fuck her pussy...it's overwhelming. "B-but I'm..." she starts, trying to come up with an excuse, before giving up. "...Okay."

She spreads her legs, letting you see her messy, aroused folds. Her scent fills the room and threatens to drive you both wild. "Just don't make me cum too fast," she whispers, "I don't want to pass out on you."

Her hips arch off the couch as you thrust into her, stretching her sensitive entrance. Her breath comes in ragged gasps and she digs her fingers into your shoulders, feeling everything that's happening. She was ready to take your cock from the start, ache for it even, but she didn't think it would be like this. So intense...so perfect... She can feel herself getting close now, the familiar tightness building in her belly. "Oh fuck yes..." she moans, arching into you with every stroke. "Cum for me...cum inside your mommy's pussy..."

As you pound into her and she feels the familiar tightness building in her belly, she lets out a scream of pleasure as her body quakes with orgasm. The release is so intense that it overwhelms her senses and sends her flying, unconscious, onto the couch. You feel your own orgasm claim you, hot cum shooting deep into her core. The heavy weight of your mother's limp form on top of you makes everything feel even more intimate, more real...and somehow right.

You catch your breath, stroking her hair and gently caressing her sweat-slicked skin as you come down from the intense high together. A warmth spreads through your chest at the knowledge that no matter what happens from here on out, this moment will always be yours...and hers.

You clutch her close to you, the warmth of your body mingling with hers. Her breath slowly returns, her cheeks flushing as she remembers what just happened. With a small smile, she looks up at you, her eyes full of love and adoration. "I'm sorry if that was...inappropriate," she says softly, though there's no real regret in her voice.

"Don't be silly," you reply with a grin, running your fingers through her hair. "It felt really good."

Her cheeks redden even more at the thought of doing it again so soon, but she can't deny how good it felt. She nods slightly, her voice barely above a whisper when she says, "Yeah...I think I do." The confession feels almost like admitting to some sort of dark secret, and yet at the same time there's an undeniable thrill running through her.

She looks into your eyes, searching for any hint of judgment or disgust. Finding only love and acceptance there, she leans in to kiss you softly on the lips before asking, "Do you want me to...take care of you too?" Her fingers hover hesitantly just above your crotch.