Bedwetting

With his feet poking out from underneath his blanket and his tail curled on his lap, Max snored away in peace, the 6 year old dragon's snout occasionally twitching as the quickly approaching thunderstorm crept ever closer, every crack of lighting growing louder as dark clouds began blanketing out the moon, leaving only the light from the street lamps to wash over the cub's room. Having always been a rather light sleeper, it didn't take long for Max to snap awake from his slumber as the thundering roars boomed across the house, the boy's startled yelp mixing in with the lighting as he quickly sat up, glancing around his dark bedroom as he clutched his tail and pulled his blanket up. The dragon was never fond of waking up in the middle of the night, since he was rather afraid of the dark, but he especially didn't like waking up in the middle of a thunderstorm, knowing full well that he could never get back to sleep while constantly anticipating another bolt with his fingers in his ears, at least not if he had to sleep all alone. Pushing his covers aside and hopping out of bed, the tiny reptile walked slowly out of his room and into the hall, his claws clicking against the floor as he waddled, his pastel blue pyjamas blending in with his light blue scales, his whole body flinching slightly as another bolt of lighting lit up the whole house for just a split second. Stopping in front of the door to his mother's bedroom, he hesitated for a few seconds before softly knocking on it, waiting patiently with his ear to the door as he heard some muffled sighing and shuffling coming from within. A few moments later, his mom, Yvonne, opened the door and greeted him with a small yet tired smile. Her hide was almost pure white, a few small red markings etched across her body, her choice of sleepwear being a simple t-shirt and a pair of red panties. Yvonne scratched her neck as she yawned, 
"Something wrong, Max?" 
"Yeah… umm… I… I can't sleep…" 
"Did the thunder startle you again?" 
The cub nodded meekly, his adorable look making her heart melt as she sighed and shook her head, smirking to herself. She had been trying to get Max a little bit more self-reliant in the last few months, hoping that he'd start to slowly wean off of constantly sleeping with her instead of in his own bed, but there was no way that she could say no to the tiny youngling's puppy dog eyes. She finally stepped out of the way and let her son inside, chuckling at his big smile as the pair both climbed into bed, cuddling together underneath the same blanket and laying their heads on the same pillow, quickly falling asleep in each other's arms. 

With his muzzle buried in his mother's bosom, Max slept like a baby for a few hours, barely even moving until she turned around in her sleep, leaving him pressed against her back. His nap didn't last for much longer however, as the storm only got closer and closer to the pair until it was right overhead of the house, the windows shaking slightly as a loud boom forced the cub back into the world of the awake. Slightly confused after waking up somewhere other than his own bed right in the middle of a dream, he lifted his head up slightly and looked around, quickly remembering the night's event as another crack of lighting made him jolt gently. The windows in Yvonne's bedroom faced a large street, letting in much more of the light from the street lamps than the boy's room, letting him quickly adjust to the darkness as he stared at the wall, trying to fall back asleep. Hoping that the warmth of his mother would help, he cuddled against her back, nuzzling close with a small huff, suddenly feeling something wet poking against his knee. Peeking under the blanket, the cub's eyes widened and his jaw dropped down as he spotted that Yvonne's panties had accidentally gotten pulled off to the slide slightly during all of the tossing and turning she had been doing, exposing most of her slit and showing off a little bit of her flank, her wet mound glistening in the night. Max could feel his tapered manhood starting to slither out from his genital slit, poking again the front of his pyjama pants and shoving them out of the way, lifting up the band of the pair as he continued staring at his mom's pussy, freezing still for almost a minute before quickly glancing at her head. He could see that she was fast asleep, in no danger of waking up anytime soon, giving him ample time to take a slightly closer look at her. 

Gulping and slowly sliding down the bed until he was almost face to face with his mother's cunt, Max took a deep breath, inhaling her wonderful musk, the scent only getting the young boy even harder than before. Erections were still quite unfamiliar to the cub, though he had managed to accidentally discover masturbation all on his own a few weeks back, suddenly realising how tingly and wonderful it felt when he was idly playing around and grinding his hips down against his bed. From there, the youngling had masturbated a few more times, humping his bed as well as a few of his pillows, stopping completely a handful of days ago after getting startled when he had his first orgasm, a slow dribble of cum leaking out as he panicked about what had just happened. Yvonne's naked form quickly pushed his caution aside however, the need to stuff his shaft into something completely taking over, a few beads of sweat rolling down his face as he shuffled back up from under the blanket, carefully shifting around until his body was lined up with his mother's, the heat from her nethers teasing his tip as he pushed his pyjama pants down with his thumb. Max was completely obvious to sex or what the meaning of it was, but his prior experiments with humping his stuffed toys at least gave him some direction, his male nature and instincts leading him the rest of the way. Gently grabbing the larger woman's waist, the cub held his breath before very slowly pushing his hips forwards, sliding his hard length right into her opening. A wet squelch broke the silence of the room as Max whimpered, unable to keep his muzzle shut as her steaming hot folds enveloped his cock, swallowing him up without much difficulty, his eyes rolling back and his grip on Yvonne tightening in tandem with her grip on his shaft. The cub saw her stirring slightly in response to his more intimate cuddling, still facing away from him as she snorted quietly and adjusted her position, his legs trembling as he struggled to stay completely still while buried halfway in her slit, a tiny constant whine coming from his clenched muzzle. 

Waiting desperately for almost ten minutes before gathering up his courage enough to start moving again, Max let out a deep and shuddering exhale as he pushed deeper into his mother, inching closer and closer to her, moving his hands from her hips so that he was hugging her, his arms wrapped around the much bigger woman's waist as best as he could. Slotting his tapered cock balls deep into Yvonne, the cub stayed hilted in her for a few blissful moments, panting as his tail curled up. Desiring more, he began slowly pushing in and out of his mom, gingerly rocking his body back and forth as he moaned under his breath, letting out the occasional gasp as her tight tunnel squeezed him just right. The sounds of the pair's lovemaking were just barely louder than the slight rumble coming from the storm outside, the wet slaps and squishes only making him hornier than before, hungry for more of his mother. Max began pumping his cock into her slightly faster, still moving at a very gentle pace but unable to fully keep himself in line, a few tiny squeaks coming from the bed as he heaved his weight around, shifting between holding his breath and puffing like a steam train. Trying to bury his bone even deeper, the cub pulled Yvonne against his crotch, giving her a small yank whenever he thrusted inside of his mom as he embraced her, his head planted in the back of her neck, his lips occasionally giving her a tender kiss. Bucking into her harder and harder, Max eventually felt the sensation he had felt before growing in his loins, a sensation as if he couldn't hold his bladder for a moment longer. Trusting his instincts, he didn't stop but continued humping Yvonne's mound, finally cumming deep inside of her as he hugged her tight, an out of breath moan escaping his mouth as his whole body arched and his senses lit up. Though he was still a little boy, his loads were rather generous, spilling through her cervix and invading her womb, filling her to the brim as the spurts continued, a few thin lines of the seed oozing from her pussy lips as her fallopian tubes were flooded with her son's sperm, immediately surrounding and struggling to penetrate the eggs within. Unaware of what was happening in his mother's womb, the sleepy and exhausted boy nuzzled up against her back, still embedded in her as he closed his eyes, the exercise helping to tire him out enough to get him asleep as soon as he laid his head down. 

Staying deep in Yvonne the whole time, Max slept for a few hours before he was woken up once more, though this time the culprit wasn't the thunder that had already passed the house, but his own body instead. The cub opened one eye with a slight sigh, initially confused as to why he had been awakened but quickly feeling a sharp pinch in his bladder, doubling over slightly as he let out a small whimper, suddenly regretting all of the soda that he had chugged shortly before going to bed. As he squirmed around, his sensitive shaft was treated to another massage from his mom's snug slit, kept half hard through his sleep by her slight clenches and grinding, a few drops of his cum leaking down all over her thighs as the girth that had kept her creampied hole plugged up stirred his load around, pushing a few more drops into her womb to work its magic on her eggs. Max groaned and glanced at the bedroom door before looking at the sleeping Yvonne, annoyed at his desperate need for a tinkle ruining a perfect moment, unwilling to leave the comfy and warm embrace of the blanket and his mother. He thought about it for a minute as his issue only worsened, his overfilled bladder threatening to give out at any second, his legs squeezed together as he tried to come up with any solution that wouldn't require him running all the way to the other end of the house to use the toilet. He thought about slipping to the balcony and making it rain on the backyard lawn or watering the plant that Yvonne had sitting in a pot in the corner of the room, but the boy rejected all of the plans that came to his mind, knowing them to be far too risky. 

Still trying to decide, Max's body finally made the decision for him, his eyes going wide in panic as he lost control of his bladder and felt the near orgasmic tingle of release as a small squirt of urine rushed from his tip and into his mother's pussy, the small taste of relief quickly followed by an agonising sensation as he forced the trickle to stop, grunting and panting. He peeked down to see a few drops of his piss seeping from Yvonne's slit, soaking into the bedsheets underneath the duo. The boy knew that he couldn't keep the dam for bursting from much longer, doubting that he'd even be able to make it out of the room before his bladder would give out once more and ruining the carpet, forcing him to make a very difficult decision in his half-asleep state of mind. Squeezing his eyes closed and getting right against his mother's back, the cub relaxed his lower half and opened the tap again, allowing his pee to stream freely. He could hear the strong hissing as the golden liquid cascaded from his tip, rushing into Yvonne's already packed cunt, flushing out her womb with his son's piss. A warmth began spreading out all over Max's legs and butt as his urine leaked out, the quiet splashing and tinkling of his golden surprise making him shiver, an expression of pure relief painted on his face as he emptied his entire bladder inside of his mom. The pale nectar spilling from the woman's mound was mixed with the cum that had been pumped into her a few hours earlier, most of the evidence of her kid's incestual experimentation washed out in the process, though the seed had already done its job well before that point. Moaning and whimpering, Max's shaft quivered for almost a minute straight before the stream finally began dying down, his cock pulling out of her with an audible pop, letting the remainder of his pee spill out at once with a splash. Sighing and rolling onto his back, feeling the sizable wet spot underneath him while pulling his pyjama pants back on, the cub didn't have the energy to get up and try to clean things up, thinking that he'd just get a few minutes of shut eye before attempting to fix his mistake, falling back asleep almost instantly. 

The boy's plan of waking up to take care of the mess didn't entirely work, with him simply snoozing all the way into the morning and past his mother's awakening, her tail twitching slightly as her head rose up from the pillow that the pair shared, yawning and smiling as she basked in the warm sunlight pouring through the windows. She turned onto her back, tucking her son under her arm and giving the still sleeping cub a soft kiss on the forehead, about to settle down for a few extra minutes of sleep when she suddenly felt the wet spot in the bedsheets. She rolled the blanket off of both her and Max, spotting the stain stretching out right underneath her crotch, her face going pink from shame as she assumed that she had been the source of the nighttime leak, dipping a few fingers to feel her still damp pussy lips to confirm her theory. Unable to even remember the last time that she had wet her bed, Yvonne facepalmed and slipped off of the urine soaked mattress, silently checking in on her son after she tossed her soiled panties into the laundry basket. She noticed that the accident had also left his pyjama pants thoroughly wet, gently rolling them off of him, careful not to wake him up, smirking slightly at the sight of the young dragon's genital slit, about half of his pink manhood poking out from it as he slept through his morning wood. The mother threw the pants into the laundry as well before gingerly grabbing Max, carrying the boy into his room and laying him in his own bed, wanting to let him snooze in peace while she cleaned up in her bedroom. She lingered at his bedside for a few moments, looking down at the adorable cub, completely unaware that his potent seed was hard at work in her womb, his sperm racing to see which would be the first to fertilise her eggs.