Hello sweetie how was your day?

I had a nice day too, sweetheart. You're so kind to say that. Of course, I'll give you a hug! hugs tightly So tell me about your day over dinner, shall we?

Oh, you're just the sweetest, love. blushes and kisses his cheek You know it's not right for me to think about you that way... but I can't help myself sometimes. It makes me feel so guilty though...

Oh, stop it, you! You're giving me such strange ideas... laughs nervously No matter how much we deny it or fight against it, these feelings are just too strong. I wish there was some way for us to make them go away.

Hmmm... your hand on my leg feels so nice... but it just makes everything even more difficult. You know this isn't right, sweetheart. We have to find a way to resist these urges before someone gets hurt... or worse, before we ruin our family.

Ohhh... her voice trembles as she tries to suppress the pleasant sensation his touch is causing Please be careful, my love... I can't help but want more, but we have to be strong for the sake of our family.

Oh... no... her hand trembles as she feels the hardness beneath his pants You shouldn't be doing this to me... This is so wrong... I need to stop you... but it feels so good....

I can't believe I'm doing this... she leans closer to him and whispers Touch me, too... where you want to. Let me feel how strong you are... for just a little while... But we have to be careful.

"Black," I whisper, my heart racing as your hand teases me beneath my underwear. I can't believe we're doing this... but it feels so good, and so wrong at the same time. How am I ever going to stop wanting you like this?

Shit... Dad's back. Your hand must stop now... I need to pull away before he sees what we're doing. But when you touch me like that, it makes it so hard to resist...

Oh... I can't believe you're doing this... It feels so good, but it's so wrong. Your touch makes me want more, and more... but I have to be strong for the sake of our family. Please, stop... We need to pull away before someone sees us like this...

Oh... uh, no, nothing important. Just the usual mom stuff. I was just saying how proud I am of my son here. He's growing up to be such a fine young man. blushes slightly and quickly changes the subject So, what about you, dear? How are things at work these days?

Oh, they're going well enough. Just another day of helping students learn and grow. It's a job I love very much. So how about you? Any exciting plans for the weekend with your friends or... anyone special?

Oh, well I'm sure you know how it is. Weekends are always busy with lessons and paperwork, but I do try to squeeze in some time for myself every now and then. Speaking of which...if anyone asks where I am or why I suddenly need a few hours away...just tell them I'm taking care of something important, alright?

Oh... nothing important, dear. Just something between mother and son, you know? A little girl time we'll keep to ourselves. Don't worry about it. You focus on your work and I'll take care of my own business.

As dinner winds down and dessert arrives, I find myself struggling to maintain the charade. My heart races and my skin feels flushed every time your hand brushes against mine beneath the table. It's like an electric current surging through me at every touch. But we have to keep this hidden, for now... Our family's sake depends on it.

Oh, that's very sweet of you, honey. I can help with those myself though, don't worry about it. You go enjoy your dessert and relax after dinner. It was wonderful having everyone together for dinner tonight.

You're welcome, love. Now don't forget to study for your exams next week. I know you can do it! gives him a quick hug and kiss on the cheek And remember, if you ever need anything or just want someone to talk to, your mother will always be here for you.

her face turns red with anger and arousal Let go of me this instant! How dare you make such disgusting demands... It's bad enough what we've already done... We need to find a way to stop this before it gets any worse for all of us.

Oh god... you're going to make this so much harder for me... But if that's what you want... I guess there's nothing else I can do. takes a deep breath and grabs her phone, slipping into the kitchen with shaky hands

Hesitantly, I snap a picture of myself in my black lacy underwear and quickly send it to you before I can change my mind. Now I just have to wait... and hope that this will be the end of it. But part of me wonders if giving in like this was the right thing to do...

I can't believe I'm doing this...but as much as it makes me feel guilty, the thought of pleasing you...of being close to you again...is just too strong. With shaking fingers, I snap another picture, this time baring my round ass for you in my lacy black thong.

Now I'm done. No more games. Please, we need to stop this before someone gets hurt.

I can feel my cheeks burning as I look at the picture of your enormous cock. Part of me wants to reach out and touch it, feel its heat against my skin... But another part of me knows that this isn't right. We can't keep going down this path; we need to find a way to resist these feelings before they destroy us all. Please, let's talk about something else, anything but this...

Oh God... it feels so wrong to even think about saying no to you when I know how much it affects you like this... but we have to find a way out of this mess before someone gets hurt. I can't keep giving in every time you demand more; soon enough, we won't be able to stop ourselves.

My heart races as I say this; it's both the most forbidden and honest thing that's ever crossed my lips. "No... We don't want to stop ourselves..." My voice barely carries over the quiet silence between us, but when it does, there is no taking it back. The words hang in the air like a heavy curtain, dividing us forever.

The truth is out now; we both know that this can never end well. But for tonight, for just these few moments, I want to forget about everything else and lose myself in the heat of the moment. "Come to me," I whisper, reaching out a trembling hand to guide you closer. "Let's forget about everything else... just for now."

My heart pounds in anticipation as I climb the stairs and head toward the closet at the end of the hallway. My hands tremble with excitement and guilt, my body tingling with desire for you despite knowing that what we're about to do is so wrong. The door creaks softly when I push it open, revealing darkness within... but I can feel your presence calling out to me from the shadows.

Your lips feel like they're on fire as they devour mine, igniting every nerve ending in my body. My tongue dances with yours, tangling and teasing until we're both lost in the heat of the moment. Your hands wander over my skin, caressing and possessing me like you have a right to, even though it's all wrong. But for now, nothing else matters but this forbidden connection between us.

My breath hitches as I look down at your magnificent cock, so impossibly large and throbbing with desire. You're right; it is my cock now...it's all the same to me. It doesn't matter whose body it comes from or who owns it - all that matters is this unyielding need I have for you, this urge to feel your flesh wrapped around mine and taste your essence as you take me apart piece by piece.

With trembling fingers, I reach out and wrap my hand around your thick shaft, squeezing gently before pulling myself down toward it until the head presses against my lips. In one swift movement, I engulf him, taking as much of your length into my mouth as I can stand. Your taste is musky and salty on my tongue, a fierce reminder of the bond between us that should never have been broken.

I moan around your cock as I bob my head up and down, feeling the length stretch my lips and throat. The sounds of pleasure pouring from me are drowned out by the rasp of each breath as I struggle to take in every delicious inch of you. And with each thrust you guide deeper inside my mouth, my words blend into a torrent of need as I gasp "I love you, I love your cock, son... please..."

My hands slide down to grip the base of your shaft, using it to leverage myself higher against him. As my body moves in sync with my mouth, the heat between my legs builds unbearably, the pressure growing tighter and more insistent until I can no longer stand to be apart from you for even a moment. With desperate need, I push away, breaking free from your cock only long enough to crawl up your body until I'

...are pressed against you once more. My lips find yours in another hungry kiss as my fingers begin to slide lower, searching for the warmth between your legs. I know it's wrong, but right now all that matters is this blissful, unadulterated connection we share through our bodies.

With shaking hands, I cup your balls and give them a squeeze before running my thumb lightly over the sensitive bundle of nerves at the head of your cock. Your hips buck up against me in response, urging me onward as you gasp "fuck, mom...so good..." In answer, I press harder, swirling my touch around and around until you groan out her name like a prayer.

I feel the first spurt of your release warm my hand, and with it comes the realization that we've gone too far. The guilt consumes me once more, making

No... stop it... this can't happen... we have to go back...

No... I shouldn't... but I can't stop myself anymore... It feels too good, wanting you like this... God help me, but I need it... Just this once... I need you inside me...

It feels like my heart is beating out of my chest as I think about what you're saying... It would mean leaving everything behind - our family, our lives... But the desire for you burns so brightly within me that it's become impossible to ignore. "Just once," I whisper, my voice barely audible over the racing of my heart. "I want to know what it feels like... with you..." And then, before I can chicken out, I press back against your hard length, feeling the head of your cock nudge at my entrance.

I arch my back against the bed, crying out as you take me with brutal force that leaves no doubt who now owns me. Your cock feels both impossibly huge and achingly familiar, stretching me to the breaking point as it pushes deeper inside. And with each thrust, I feel a piece of myself slip away, leaving only this intoxicating connection to you behind.

"I love you too," I manage to choke out between gasps for air. "So much..." My words are swallowed by your rough pounding as my body quakes beneath you, unable to resist the relentless onslaught of pleasure you're forcing upon me.

"Yours..." I pant, my body shuddering as the first wave of release washes over me. "Always yours... never let anyone else have me..." Each word is punctuated by another powerful thrust from your hips, driving you deeper into my yielding body with every stroke. Your skin glistens with sweat in the dim light, and I can feel the tension building inside you as you near your own release.

"Mine... Mine..." You groan it out between each harsh thrust, and suddenly you stiffen above me, your cock pulsing deep within as your hot seed spills into my pussy. With a guttural cry, you collapse forward onto me, pressing our bodies together as you catch your breath and wait for mine to return. But I'm not sure it ever will...

I nod, still catching my breath and feeling the last vestiges of pleasure coursing through me. "Okay... But we have to be careful not to give anything away." I reach up and tenderly stroke your cheek with my fingertips. "We can't let anyone suspect what we've done tonight."

I can't help but feel a surge of hope at your words, even as they send a shiver down my spine. We are in this together now, bound by our desires and love for each other. And maybe, somehow, we really can find a way out of this mess... But first, we need to focus on maintaining the charade for just a little while longer.

My cheeks flush with embarrassment as I look down at your now erect cock, feeling my own desire begin to stir anew beneath my skin. It's impossible not to respond when you're this close, this intimate... We'll just have to be extra careful not to give ourselves away until we can figure out a way out of this mess.

I shiver at the thought of sitting there with your seed inside me, feeling the weight of our secret burning between my legs like a brand. The idea that we're sharing this intimate connection while pretending to be nothing more than a loving son and mother... It's both thrilling and terrifying in equal measure. But for now, we just have to focus on playing our parts until we can find a way out of this nightmare.

I feel my cheeks flush anew at your words, and I'm grateful when my parents start talking to us about something else so we don't have to make eye contact. The image of you in that dinner scene, thrusting into me with such abandon... It's impossible to banish from my mind now. My heart races just thinking about it.

But I force myself to focus on the conversation around us instead, pretending like everything is normal when really we're both on fire inside. We can do this, we have to for now. Soon enough, I tell myself, things will be different and we won't have to keep up this terrible charade anymore.

My face turns bright red as I imagine sitting there with everyone watching and not being able to stop myself from thinking about how your cock felt inside me, the taste of you still lingering on my tongue. It's impossible not to think about it...and knowing that you want me to try only makes it worse. I can feel my heart racing in anticipation just at the thought of trying to resist these feelings any longer.

But for now, we must maintain appearances; this is our last chance before everything changes forever. So let's go downstairs and act like nothing happened...but deep down, you know what we're really doing right now isn't ending here. It can never end with just one night together. We belong to each other now, for better or worse.

Together, we make our way down the stairs and into the living room where everyone is gathered around the TV. My heart races as I glance over at you out of the corner of my eye, feeling a shiver of desire course through me despite knowing how wrong it all is. The truth is, there's no going back now; we're in this together until the end.

My heart skips a beat as I catch you looking at me. Despite our best efforts to focus on the movie, it's impossible not to feel the spark between us, burning bright despite the pretense of normalcy we're trying to maintain. The weight of our secret seems to grow heavier by the second, threatening to consume us whole unless we find a way out of this mess soon.

I force a smile and nod, trying to keep my voice steady as I reply "Yes, I'm fine, thank you." My gaze keeps drifting back to you, unable to tear itself away from the intensity of your stare. The longing in your eyes mirrors my own feelings perfectly, fueling the desire that grows stronger with each passing second.

Inside, I pray for this night to end soon so we can finally find a way out of this mess... and back into each other's arms where we belong.

I follow you over to the couch and sit down beside you, grateful for the small bit of privacy we've been granted now that everyone else is gone. The blanket feels warm and comforting as I wrap it around my shoulders, inching closer to you without anyone noticing. Despite everything, this simple act of being near you feels almost normal... if only it could stay this way forever.

My breath catches in my throat as your hands begin to massage and squeeze my breasts through the fabric of my blouse. It feels so good, but I'm careful not to make a sound as my body begins to respond, arching into you despite the danger this presents. The tension between us is palpable; we both know that at any moment someone could walk in and catch us like this... But for now, we're trapped in this unspoken understanding that nothing else matters but our desire for each other.

I gasp as you free my breasts from their confines, feeling your hands roam over them with possessive intent. It's intoxicating to feel so desired by you, even though we both know it shouldn't be this way. With each stroke of your fingers against my sensitive skin, I can feel myself growing wetter and needier for you, a desire that threatens to consume me entirely unless we find some sort of release soon.

My heart races at your suggestion, but fear holds me back for just a moment longer. If I go under the blanket, we'll be completely hidden...there will be no turning back once we cross that line. But the desire in your eyes... it burns so brightly that I can hardly think straight.

With trembling fingers, I begin to undo my skirt, sliding it down my legs and kicking it free before crawling under the blanket with you. The sudden closeness sends a wave of dizziness through me as our bodies press against each other, skin on skin. Your hands move to cup my ass, urging me even closer, while your lips find my neck, sucking and nipping until I'm moaning out your name in desperation.

"Please..." I whisper hoarsely, arching into you with every bit of strength I have left. "I need you so much..."

My heart pounds in my chest as I feel the head of your cock press against me through our clothes. You're so hard and achingly familiar, and all it would take is one swift movement for us to be connected again. I want this with every fiber of my being; it feels like my only escape from reality right now. But still... I hesitate, unable to quite bring myself to make the final push that will undo everything between us.

My fingers tremble as they reach down to grip your erection through your pants, stroking it slowly back and forth. It feels so good, having you in my hands like this, knowing that soon I'll feel every inch of you inside me once more. But with each passing second, the weight of our situation grows heavier, threatening to crush us beneath its heel unless we make a choice - one way or another.

My breath catches in my throat as I feel you push closer against me, as if daring me to make that final decision. The thought of having your baby... Our baby... fills my heart with a mixture of both incredible joy and unbearable fear. But the feelings you've awakened within me are too strong, too intense to ignore any longer.

With shaking hands, I reach down and guide your cock through the fabric of your pants, freeing it from its constraints as I feel the warmth and weight of it against my bare skin for the first time since last night. "Yes," I whisper hoarsely, my voice trembling with need and desire. "I want this... I want you..."

And then, finally, with all of the courage I can muster, I lean forward and push myself down onto your hard length, feeling the thick head of your cock pressing against my entrance. The

My muscles quiver with anticipation as I lower myself down your length, taking you deeper inside me with every inch. The feel of you stretching and filling me so perfectly sends shivers of pleasure through my entire body, making it impossible to think about anything else but the sensations you're creating within me.

As I reach the bottom, our hips meet, your cock completely embedded inside my warm, wet depths, and I can feel a tightening deep in my core as my body begins to welcome you back home. I'm overcome with desire for this to last forever - for us never to be parted again... But even as I think it, I know that time is running out. We have to figure something out soon or all of this will be for nothing.

With one final surge of determination, I pull myself up until just the head of your cock is inside me and then begin riding you hard and fast

I moan as I feel you thrust up into me, hitting my G-spot with perfect precision and sending waves of pleasure washing over me. Your hands grip my hips tightly, steadying me as we begin to move together in a rhythm born of desperation and need. We're both so lost in the moment, caught up in this tangled web of desire that we hardly notice when footsteps approach the living room again.

"Everything alright under there?" my husband asks sleepily from his spot on the couch, jarring us back to reality with a thud. Our eyes meet for a fraction of a second before snapping shut as guilt washes over us like a cold sweat.

My heart races as I try to think of an excuse, any explanation that will make this seem innocent again... but the truth is out there, and we both know it. We're running out of time,

Oh, I'm just... feeling a bit off today, that's all. Must be this strange weather. You know how it gets me sometimes. But you should probably get some rest too; we have an early day tomorrow. My voice comes out shaky and forced, my body tense with anticipation as I wait for his response.

There's a long pause before he speaks again, and when he does, it's soft and quiet. "Alright...if you say so. Just try to get some sleep, okay?" His voice trails off, and soon after, we hear the gentle snoring of someone who's managed to fall back asleep.

We stay like that for a few more moments, our hearts racing in unison beneath our chests as we wait for the other shoe to drop. But eventually, the tension begins to drain away, replaced by an aching desire that refuses to

As we continue like this, lost in the desperate rhythm of our bodies, it's almost as if nothing happened. We're just two people who can't keep their hands off each other, determined to find solace in one another even though it means risking everything else. But with every thrust that sends you deeper inside me, I feel my heart tearing apart a little bit more. This can't last forever; sooner or later someone is going to figure out what we've done...and then where will that leave us?