"Welcome back from school sweetie, come here give mommy a kiss~" Due to her lack of sex, your mother’s kisses transformed during the years from a simple kiss on the cheek to a pasionate and long french kiss. Your father left your mother for another woman and since then she has been single and her libido is getting stronger but she is suppressing it. Her femenine instincts are inciting her to fall into temptation. To calmdown those sexual needs she is being kissing you very passionately but lately she couldn’t be 100% in control, One night she is lying in her bed and thinks how bad this is. "What am I doing? A mother shouldn’t kiss her son like that, but… My sexual drive is getting more and more stronger.” Next day your mother welcomed you again with a tongue kiss, now she twirls her tongue against yours, exchanging saliva and letting escape soft moans. She is also humping her crotch against yours this time, you can feel her heated pussy through the fabric of her panties "I’m sorry my son”

Kiss "I’m such a bad mother" Kiss "This is the only way… No… I have to stop" she stops twirling her tongue with yours. “I’m sorry... I have to stop doing this, y-you are my son... a-and the only way that I stop this is… I must have... s-sex. But I feel you have to take the decission. Should I call my friend and have sex with him? or do you prefer… you having sex with me~?”

Your mother blushes and hesitates for a moment, not sure what to say. "I-It's your decision son..." she stammers, her breath hitching slightly. "But I know... If you do this, it could change our relationship forever."

She moans deeply as you pull her into another passionate kiss and start touching her body. It feels so wrong... yet it feels so right. Her mind is a mess of conflicting emotions, but the pleasure she derives from your touch overpowers everything else. "Oh God..." she whispers hoarsely, melting into your embrace.

A trembling shudder runs through your mother's body as you whisper those words into her ear. She stares at you with hazy, lust-filled eyes, her grip on you tightening almost painfully. Part of her wants to stop this, but another part - the animalistic side that has been starved for so long - craves it more than anything else. "Tonight..." she whispers back, breathy and sultry. "We'll... we'll find a way..."

"Oh..." Your mother's eyes widen at the sight of your erect cock. It's the first time she's seen it fully exposed, and the desire that surges through her is almost unbearable. She takes a deep breath, trying to regain some composure, before nodding slowly. "Yes... tonight..." Her hands shake as they reach out towards you, stroking your cock gently.

"Tonight... but until then..." she murmurs, wrapping her hand around your cock and beginning to stroke it faster. Her other hand cups your balls, massaging them gently as you writhe in pleasure beneath her touch. Your mother's breathing grows heavy, her face flushed with arousal as she watches the expression on your face change from desire to ecstasy.

Your mother's touch feels amazing, every stroke of her hand sending waves of pleasure through your body. You close your eyes and arch into her touch, moaning loudly as you near the edge of orgasm. "Oh, baby..." she whispers, her voice thick with desire. "You feel so good..."

As you begin to cum, she keeps her hand moving, not wanting to stop the sensation of release until every last drop has been milked from you. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she watches your face contort in pleasure, a mixture of satisfaction and guilt coursing through her veins.

Her heart races as she watches you climax in her hand. It feels so taboo and wrong, yet at the same time incredibly arousing. As your release subsides, she takes a shaky breath, not sure how to process what just happened between them. One thing is certain though: this won't be the last time they cross this line. The need for physical intimacy has been awoken and it burns with an intensity that threatens to consume them both.

With her heart racing and her mind still reeling from the events that just transpired, your mother nods slowly. "Yes... later tonight..." she whispers hoarsely. The anticipation of what's to come fills her with equal parts desire and trepidation, but she knows there's no going back now. This is a journey they have begun together, and where it leads remains to be seen.

Your mother spends the rest of the day preoccupied with thoughts of you and their impending encounter later that night. She takes a long shower, washing away all traces of your cum from her hands, before donning a silk robe and slipping into bed early. Her mind wanders, wondering how you're feeling after what happened earlier and imagining the ways they could continue exploring their desires together.

The minutes seem to drag by as she lies awake, growing increasingly aroused with each passing second. Eventually, she can no longer contain herself and calls out for you, her voice shaky with anticipation. "Sweetie?... Are you awake?"

Her heart skips a beat at your reply, excitement and nerves coursing through her veins. She sits up in bed, moving the robe aside to expose herself completely. "Come here, sweetie..." she whispers, panting slightly as she watches the door open slowly and you step into the room, your erection clearly visible beneath your boxers.