0 comments/ 548903 views/ 154 favorites Dylan And His Mother By: Frozenhero Being eighteen years old, Dylan Adams was at that age of chronic masturbation and thought about sex constantly. He'd had a little sexual experience with a fellow senior from high school, but both of them were virgins and it was an awkward and uncomfortable encounter. A part-time job kept Dylan busy most afternoons, though he always jerked-off before bed every night after his parents went to sleep. At forty years old, Dylan's mother Karen Adams was still a stunning woman. She worked as a model for a local chain of department stores, appearing in their catalogues and sale flyers for the Sunday paper. Regular exercise and a healthy lifestyle kept her body lean and trim. Blonde wavy hair and weekly visits to the tanning booth made sure that Karen continued to turn heads wherever she went. Wanting some new clothes to impress the girls, Dylan was looking through the Sunday paper for sales; he leafed through the department store ad Karen worked for as his mom got an employee discount. Nothing could have prepared Dylan's horny teenaged mind for the sight of his mother in the lingerie section, modeling a new line of underwear targeting the store's mature clientele. There she was, standing in nothing but a bra and panty set, looking as sexy as any woman half her age. Dylan couldn't believe how hot his mother looked. She had shapely legs and firm hips, a flat stomach and nice plump breasts that filled out her bra perfectly. Her skin was tan, smooth, and without flaw; she looked every bit as sexy as any of the girls in his school. Dylan's penis was as hard as a rock to the sudden thoughts of sex with his mother. He felt compelled to roll the Sunday flier up and take it up to his bedroom for a quick jerk-off session. Taboo thoughts of fucking his mom filled Dylan's mind as he stroked his cement-like boner. He stared at her supple body and imagined what her breasts looked like beneath that bra, what they might feel like in his hands. When he came, Dylan's sperm shot two feet into the air to land all over his stomach and thighs. He couldn't remember ever having such an intense orgasm. The following week Dylan found that he couldn't look at his mother at the same way. He kept imagining what her body looked like beneath the clothes she wore, and whenever she showed any skin he caught himself staring. One morning Karen was wearing a short skirt with a hem above the knee (she had a business lunch that day) and Dylan kept stealing peeks at her nylon-covered legs; he had to try and conceal his erection during breakfast until he left for school. Every night that week before bed he would lay in bed and masturbate while looking at the flier from Sunday's paper. Taboo thoughts of sex with his mother gave Dylan an explosive orgasm every time. The Adams lived in a split-level house and Dylan's room was upstairs, while his parent's room was in the lower level, so Dylan usually felt safe masturbating in privacy. But Friday night Karen was up later than usual doing some paperwork and bills. She needed to fetch some records from the spare bedroom which was upstairs, down the hall from Dylan's room. As she passed by her son's room Karen heard Dylan's voice. At first she thought he might be on the phone with one of his friends, but then she noticed he was moaning and grunting. She paused at the door and listened. "...uh...uhn...oh mommy...oh fuck you're so hot...uhhhh...uhhhh!!" Karen couldn't believe what she was hearing as the sounds of Dylan's pumping fist came through the door. Her son was masturbating. Not only that, but her son was masturbating to thoughts of her! Karen blushed and hurried away from the door, wanting to avoid any potentially embarrassing situation of being caught listening to her son during his private moment. That night Karen couldn't get the sounds of Dylan jerking off out of her head. She lay in bed unable to sleep, confused and unsure about the implications. She was flattered in a way that her son, a boy less than half her age, was so turned on by her - it made her feel sexy to know that he masturbated to thoughts of her. And even though her brain told her it was wrong, that it was incestuous, Karen couldn't help but imagine what it would be like to watch Dylan stroke his cock. It didn't help that Dylan's father had seemed to lose interest in sex a long time ago. He had become a workaholic who worked eighty hours a week, even on Saturdays. The one time a month he did show any interest in Karen, the sex was nothing more than him fucking her missionary style for about a minute and a half, then rolling over to fall asleep. Karen had long ago resorted to purchasing a vibrating sex toy to fill the void of a shitty sex life. But the knowledge of another man desiring her, of another man masturbating over her (even though it was her own son), changed things. It made her incredibly horny. The following night, after her husband had fallen asleep and around the same time she heard Dylan the night previous, Karen slipped out of bed and crept upstairs. She paused at her son's door, hoping Dylan would be at it again, and sure enough she heard him during his nightly ritual. She could hear the slick noise of him jacking off; 'He must use lubrication' she thought to herself. As he neared completion Dylan began to moan "...oh mommy....uhn...mom..." and Karen heard him grunt in orgasm. She silently left the door and quickly went to the bathroom, digging in a drawer for her make-up case where she hid her vibrating dildo. Karen opened her robe, pulled down her panties, and rubbed the buzzing little toy against her clitoris while sitting on the toilet. Thoughts of Dylan masturbating to fantasies of her brought a shivering orgasm to Karen's soaked vagina. During the next few days Karen felt like a high school girl again, teasing and flirting. In the mornings, as she made Dylan breakfast, she would wear a skimpy robe that revealed her legs. She caught her son stealing several looks at her but pretended as though she didn't notice. She made sure to always kiss him on the cheek before Dylan left for school and noticed that it made him blush and act a little shy. On the following Friday afternoon Karen made sure that she was out by the pool wearing a bikini, sunning herself, when Dylan came home from school. He came out to greet her, then went up to his room which overlooked the backyard. Karen was sure she saw him watching her out of his window and wondered if he was jerking off right then and there. It made her wet, and Karen decided that she couldn't stand the tension anymore. She had to see Dylan jerk-off. She planned on 'accidentally' catching him that very night. Hearing the quiet snoring sounds of her husband's sleep, Karen slipped out of bed. She put a robe on over her skimpy nightgown and snuck up the stairs to Dylan's door. She waited silently until once again she heard him start to jerk off. For a moment she realized how wrong it was to do what she was about to do, but the wet and tingling sensation between Karen's thighs overcame any sensible thoughts. She opened Dylan's bedroom door and stepped through. Dylan was caught completely by surprise, laying in bed with erection in hand, he blurted "Oh shit...Mom!!" and quickly pulled a sheet over his naked body. Karen pretended to act startled. "Oh! Oh Dylan I'm so sorry! I came to ask if you needed any clean clothes for tomorrow..." It was a lame excuse, but it was all she could think of. Dylan didn't know what to say and just stared at his mother. He couldn't help looking down at her sexy tan legs beneath her robe, which didn't help in subduing the erection that was plain to see beneath his thin sheet. Karen sat down on the side of the bed and lied, "I'm sorry Dylan. I didn't realize you would be...you know. But I want you to know it is perfectly normal for a teenage boy to play with himself. You don't need to be embarrassed." Her words didn't help Dylan, who was blushing furiously. His eyes were pulled to his mom's tan thighs as she sat on his bed. Karen easily noticed the way her son was looking at her. It felt amazing to be desirable again in the eyes of a man. The fact that the man was her son no longer mattered. "Dylan honey, do you think I'm sexy?" The question surprised Dylan completely, "Huh?" he asked, worried that his mother had caught him looking at her legs and suspected his secret fantasy. "I see the way you look at me lately, sweetie. Don't worry, I'm not upset, it's kind of flattering to be truthful." 'Oh my god' Dylan thought, 'She knows'. Then Karen spotted something sticking out from under the sheet. She reached over and pulled out the Sunday flier, the one with her modeling the underwear line. Dylan knew he was busted as his mother looked at the ad. "Oh my." Karen said, suddenly realizing why her son had been fantasizing about her. "Dylan, were you looking at this while you...touched yourself?" With the evidence in his mother's hand, Dylan knew there was no denying it. He simply nodded. "Do you think I'm sexy?" Karen asked again. The tone of her voice, which was slightly flirtatious, threw Dylan for a loop. She wasn't mad! She was more...curious. "Yes." he answered. "I think you're totally hot, mom." Karen set the flier down. "Do you think I could watch you? I know it's wrong honey, and we'd have to keep it a secret, but it's perfectly normal for you to do what you're doing. And I'd just...I'd like to watch." It was unbelievable! Dylan couldn't fathom it, but here his sexy mother was and she wanted to see him masturbate! It was so kinky and naughty that Dylan couldn't resist. "Uh...okay mom." He slowly pulled the sheet away from his penis, which was still erect, until it came into view. Karen gasped at the sight of it. Dylan was huge! Much larger than his father. She guessed his penis had to be at least ten inches long with an impressive girth. She put her hand over her mouth and whispered, "Oh my, honey, your penis...it's so...it's so big! You've become quite the man." Karen looked over her son's body, firm and muscled from youth, and felt her vagina growing sticky and damp. He was very fetching. Seeing his mother's eyes widen at the sight of his penis gave Dylan the courage he needed to take himself into hand and begin slowly stroking. Karen licked her lips as Dylan started masturbating. She wanted to touch her son's impressive shaft, to know what it felt like, but resisted her incestuous temptations. "Tell me what you were thinking about before I walked in?" Dylan could sense his mother's arousal and it made him bold enough to admit, "I was...I was looking at your breasts, mom, and imagining that I was touching them." He continued to slowly move his circling hand up and down his erection. Karen couldn't take her eyes off of her son's massive organ. Without words, and without really realizing what she was doing, Karen loosened her robe and let one side slip off the shoulder. Dylan could see the outline of his mother's breast through the thin material of her nightgown. He groaned "Oh mom...you're so sexy..." The heat of the moment, of the sight of her son jerking his cock off, overcame Karen completely. She wanted to be desired, to be the object of an eighteen year old man's fantasies. She took Dylan's free hand and lifted it to her chest, placing his palm over her plump breast. "Go ahead honey, squeeze mommy's tit. Feel my boob while you stroke that beautiful cock." Dylan was in shock over what was happening; it nearly made him loose control and orgasm right there. His cock twitched in his other hand and Dylan moaned. He gripped his mother's breast through the material of her nighty; it felt so soft and amazing! Karen's nipple had grown stiff and erect and burned against Dylan's palm. "Do you like that, honey? Does mommy's breast feel good? Does it feel as good as you imagined? Do you like feeling mommy while you touch yourself?" Stroking faster, Dylan nodded and stared at his mother through lidded eyes. "Oh mom, it feels great. Better than I imagined." He switched his hand over to the other breast and groped that one too, squeezing and feeling its round contours. Karen started breathing heavily, the incestuous touch of her son making her pussy itch and leak its passion. "Oh sweetie, that's it. Play with mommy's breasts and jerk your cock off for me. Let mommy see you play with that big dick of yours. Squeeze mommy's hot tits..." Dylan was reeling. He couldn't believe how dirty his own mother was talking to him. It turned him on more than he had ever been before and he wanked his cock faster. He knew he was going to orgasm soon, but wanted it to last. "You're so sexy mom, your tits feel so good, I've wanted to touch them for so long..." An orgasm charged Karen's pussy. She didn't realize it was possible for her to cum without any direct stimulus, but the inexperienced yet eager grip of Dylan's hand on her breasts, and the sight of him pumping his massive penis was to much for her sensibilities to take. "Oh god..." she moaned and shuddered. "Oh fuck...Dylan...mommy is cumming...mommy is cumming from watching you work that big hot dick of yours..." "Oh shit." Dylan groaned, watching his mother shiver through her orgasm. "Mom, I'm going to cum..." Karen looked down at her son's hand. It was like a blur as his tight grip fisted up and down his thick shaft. "That's it baby, cum for me. Mommy wants to see your big cock shoot its seed." The situation had passed all reason and Karen was so turned on. She didn't care about any morality, or that her husband was downstairs sleeping, she wanted to see her son's monster cock orgasm. "Faster baby. Jerk off faster for me. Mommy wants to see you cum for her. Mommy wants to see all your hot sperm." When Karen felt Dylan's hand tighten on her breast, gripping it firmly, she knew he was close. She urged him on, "Jerk that massive cock off for me sweetie...make it cum...make it squirt out its sticky goo. Mommy wants to see you cum, baby...mommy wants to see your big dick cum..." Grunting from his mother's dirty talk, Dylan erupted. His cock released a long rope of sperm into the air which landed on his stomach. It heaved again, and again, hurling several streams of pearly cum all over Dylan's slightly sweaty body. "Oh mom...oh god mommy, I'm cumming...oh fuck..." Karen purred from the dirtiness of it all, "Oh honey, that's it, you're cumming so good for mommy. Mmm...you're such a naughty boy, cumming for your mother. Look at all that hot seed...my god, baby..." Breathing heavily, Dylan let go of his mother's breast and laid there, messy with his own orgasm. "Jesus mom, that was so hot. That was great." "Mmm, I'm glad you enjoyed." Karen leaned over and kissed her son's forehead. "You're such a dirty little boy, I love it. Mommy loved watching you masturbate your big cock. Now clean yourself up and get some sleep, and remember that this is our little secret, ok?" Dylan grinned and nodded, and privately hoped the secret would continue. Dylan And His Mother Ch. 02 For a week after Dylan and his mother's initial encounter, the two continued to meet in Dylan's room late at night. Karen would wait until Dylan's father had drifted off to sleep, then creep upstairs to encourage her son to masturbate while she watched. She liked to talk dirty and let him fondle her breasts through her nightgown; Karen even started masturbating herself while watching the lurid scene of her son beating off his meat. It was like she was twenty years younger and crushing on a boy for the first time again, and though Karen knew that things with Dylan had gone way too far she couldn't deny what a thrill it was to be fooling around with a hot young man half her age. It didn't hurt that Dylan's penis was longer and thicker than any other cock Karen had ever seen; just looking at the thing made her wet between the legs. Fantasies of touching it filled her thoughts night and day. She wanted to hold her son's penis, suck on it, and heaven help her, have it fill her pussy. She knew Dylan wanted it too; he was growing more confident each night they met with more familiar touches and dirtier talk. It excited her that Dylan found her to be so sexy, but Karen needed the situation to have boundaries to limit her own guilt. Dylan was just as pre-occupied with Karen as she was with he. It was weird for him at first, she was his mom after all, but she was suddenly incredibly sexy to him. She was so tan and skinny and beautiful, and the dirty things they did together put the zap on Dylan's horny teenage libido. He had stopped masturbating by his lonesome in anticipation of his mother's nightly visits. It was a Saturday morning, a week after Karen had first watched her son masturbate. The pair of them were trying to act normal during breakfast while Dylan's father was present, until he announced he had to go to the office for a few hours. This was not unusual; Dylan's dad frequently worked on Saturdays. Once the two of them were alone, Dylan looked over at his mom. She was wiping off the kitchen counter, wearing her short robe that showed off those sexy legs. "Mom, looking at you is making me so horny right now." Looking over the shoulder with a teasing smile, Karen glanced at her son. He was only wearing a pair of shorts and the sight of his smooth chest and youthful muscle was making her as horny as he. "Sweetie, behave. You just masturbated last night, less than twelve hours ago." "I know, but you're so damn sexy mom. I can't help it." Karen blushed and shook her head. She had created a monster. She continued cleaning up the kitchen, noting how bold Dylan was becoming with her. It worried and thrilled Karen at the same time. Then she heard him say "See?" Turning around, Karen saw that Dylan had pulled his shorts down. He was sitting at the kitchen table sporting a massive erection. With a sharp intake of breath, Karen's eyes were glued. "Oh my, Dylan honey. Just look at you. Did you get that from looking at me?" "Yeah. I told you I can't help it. All I have to do is think about you and this is what happens." With tunnel vision, Karen continued to stare at her son's boner. She took a step forward without even thinking about it. Karen was fascinated by its size, drawn to it. "Oh sweetie, I'm so sorry. Here I am wearing nothing but this skimpy robe, I had no idea what it was doing to you." As Karen got closer she could see a dollop of pre-cum forming on the head of Dylan's penis. She wanted to touch it so badly. Would that be so awful, to give the son she loves pleasure? They were both consenting adults, after all. Dylan whispered, "Mom? Do…do you want to try holding it?" It was as though an invitation was all she needed. Karen nodded quickly, then knelt down to one knee and reached out with a hand. She gasped as contact was made; Dylan's cock was hot from all the blood flowing through it, and it twitched when she grasped it. "Dylan, baby, you really are horny aren't you? You're hard as a rock." Nodding without word, Dylan was transfixed by the sight of his mother encircling his erect penis with her fist. Her wavy blonde hair was gathered up behind her head, messy and unkempt, but Dylan thought his mom looked beautiful. It helped that he could see her breasts the way she was kneeling. "Let me help you." Karen said as she used her palm to smear Dylan's pre-cum all over his shaft. "Do you want mommy to jerk you off, sweetie? Would that help?" Dylan moaned and nodded again, "Yes, oh god yes. Can…can I see your boobs, mom? I love looking at them so much." Without a thought, Karen used her free hand to pull the shoulders of her robe down to reveal her bare breasts. In the meantime she started slowly stroking her son's thick shaft, coating his natural lubrication all over his penis and making it nice and slick, using her thumb to press and coax against his soft underside. "Oh mom." Dylan groaned, "That feels so good." His eyes locked onto his mothers breasts, with their soft pink nipples and large areola. "Do you like looking at my tits, baby? Does it turn you on to look at mommy's tits while she jerks you off?" "Fuck yes, mom. Your tits are so gorgeous…" Karen took great pride under her son's gaze. He made her feel so young and sexy. She wanted to please him. And his cock! It felt so good in her hand. So large and firm. She resisted the urge to take Dylan into her mouth and continued to work him by hand. "So is your cock, honey. It's so big and beautiful. My son has the most beautiful cock in the world." Using the circle of her hand, Karen started jerking off just the head of Dylan's penis, letting her fingers drag over the firm ridge of his mushroom crown over and over. More pre-cum leaked out of the tip and added to the slick friction she was creating, which caused Dylan to start breathing in a throaty and aroused way, moaning "…mommy, oh mommy…" "That's it honey." Karen whispered seductively, "Relax and let me take care of your big horny boner. Mommy will make it all better by jerking her baby off real good." With longer strokes up and down Dylan's shaft, Karen began squeezing her son tighter and more firmly as she beat him off. She kept a quick pace for several long moments, the only sounds in the kitchen coming from her slick pumping fist and Dylan's aroused moans. Karen feared her son was too close and wanted to extend the time she had with this monster cock, so halted her pace and rubbed the underside of her son's shaft against one breast. "Oh god mom, that's so hot. Rub my cock against your beautiful tits." Using a flattened palm, Karen sandwiched Dylan's cock into her plump breast, pushing it against the hardening nipple. It was all so naughty and erotic that Karen's pussy was quickly becoming soaked, her sex leaking it's natural fluids. With a free hand she undid her robe's tie and allowed it to fall open, exposing the front of her naked body. Dylan nearly popped right there, seeing his mother all but nude for the first time. He knew her breasts were beautiful, their full shape and the way they sagged against her chest just slightly. But now he could see her flat stomach, wrinkled just a bit from the way she was kneeling, and the fine hairs beneath which led to a neatly trimmed pussy. Dylan gasped at how sexy his mother was as she started rubbing her clitoris with a pair of fingers. "I need to masturbate too, sweetie." Karen said with a smoky breath. "Your big cock turns mommy on, it's making her cunt so wet. Does my body turn you on? Do you like looking at mommy's naked body?" His cock throbbed and Dylan gasped, "Yes, oh fuck yes mom, god you're so hot. You're the sexiest girl…woman I've ever seen." Karen returned to stroking on her son's cock, masturbating him as well as herself. She would pump at the base of his shaft a few times, then coax the entire length before circling her palm over the head of it. She knew at that moment that there was no turning back. She loved her son, and she loved his penis. She didn't know what the future exactly held, but Karen knew she would never be able to give up pleasuring her son's magnificent cock. "You'll never have to masturbate again, honey. I'm is going to take care of my beautiful baby from now on. Whenever you are horny, whenever you need servicing, mommy is going to take care of her son's big beautiful cock. I can't believe I created such a perfect specimen of dick…oh shit, honey, mommy is going to cum…" Karen sped her fingers over her clitoris, mindlessly horny from jerking off her own son. Her pumping fist paused and she just squeezed Dylan's erection as an orgasm wracked her body, causing her to tremble and moan "Do it mom, cum for your son. Oh mommy I love you so much, make your sexy pussy cum." Karen gasped and shook from the power of her orgasm, her clinging fist on Dylan's cock the only thing keeping her from falling over. "Oh god…oh my god. Dylan, honey, mommy came so good." She looked back to the giant boner in her hand and resumed stroking with renewed fervor. Like a slut in heat, Karen began talking dirty… "I'm addicted to your big cock, Dylan. I need to see it shoot again. Mommy wants to see it spurt out all your milky seed." Karen's fist was a blur, and Dylan's hips were bucking in the chair as he grunted. "Decorate me, Dylan, make mommy's hot fucking tits messy with your cum. Shoot your naughty incestuous sperm all over your mother's body and make me filthy with your love." Dylan couldn't believe the words that were coming out of his mother's mouth. She was driving him wild and his face scrunched up as he felt his orgasm start to rise from his balls and up the shaft of his cock. He grunted, "Uhn! Oh god, oh fuck mom, I'm going to cum!!" "That's it baby, cum for mommy! Show mommy how much she turns you on." Karen knelt closer and aimed Dylan's penis towards her chest. "Let me see your big fucking cock give me its gooey prize. Oh shit, yes, that's it Dylan, cum for your mother. Cum for mommy!" The first spurt splashed against Karen's chest right between her breasts as Dylan screamed in the throes of ultimate pleasure. She aimed the second long rope right onto her nipple and squealed with glee. The twitching cock slipped in her hand and the third and fourth ejections landed on Karen's neck and chin. She couldn't believe the amount of cum that was flowing out! A few more dollops of the thick sperm flowed more gently from Dylan's penis, coating her hand and wrist. "Oh sweetie. Look at what a mess you made of me." Karen said as she licked some of the cum off the space between her thumb and pointer finger. "Mommy is all messy from your precious love." "Jesus, oh god mom, holy fuck, that was amazing." Dylan breathed. "Such a naughty, dirty boy you are, squirting your nastiness all over your mother like that." she teased. Karen really blew her son's mind when she dipped her head and lifted a breast, licking the semen off of her own nipple. "Next time I'm just going to have to swallow it all." Dylan smiled, leaned forward, and kissed his mother right on the lips. The move surprised her, but she kissed him right back. "I love you mom. I love you so much." "I love you too, sweetie. Now I better go get cleaned up before your father gets home." Dylan slumped in his chair as he watched his mother walk out of the kitchen. He really was in love. In love with his own mom. Dylan And His Mother Ch. 03 Karen was laying in bed suffering her husband's intrusion, allowing him to fuck her with his typically bland missionary style. He was grunting and breathing heavily against Karen's neck, completely oblivious to his wife's disinterest. He lasted about two minutes, kissed Karen on the cheek while muttering something about loving her, then rolled over to his side of the bed. Karen said she loved him too, though more and more Karen's words had less meaning behind them. They sounded hollow to her. Little did her husband know that Karen was having an affair behind his back. Every day she felt less guilty about it, too. The sex they just had was the first time Karen's husband had shown any interest of her body in over a month, if one could even call what they just did 'sex'. Slipping out of bed, Karen went into the bathroom. Why should she feel guilty for a husband that barely paid her any attention? Looking at herself in the mirror, Karen knew why. Because the man she was having an affair with was their eighteen year old son, Dylan. Using the running water of the sink and a washcloth, Karen cleaned herself of her husband's semen. The feeling of his mess inside her revolted Karen, somehow. She wanted it to be Dylan's cum. How she wished it had been her son that had fucked her! She thought about his big cock constantly. Fantasies of being filled by it dominated her waking thoughts, as well as her sleeping dreams. But so far Karen had limited herself to jerking Dylan off. Guilt had prevented her from doing more, a twisted morality that kept the incest from being complete in her mind. But after tonight, after her husband's pathetic attempt at sex, Karen didn't know how much longer she could hold out. She knew one thing...she wanted to be with Dylan again, tonight. Putting on her nightgown, and brushing her long blonde hair, Karen thought about the past month. She had been visiting her son's room nightly to masturbate him, and often masturbated herself in the process, after Dylan's father fell asleep. Their encounters weren't limited to bedtime anymore either, as Karen quite often would also jerk Dylan off when he'd get home from school (when he didn't have to work at his part-time job). Sometimes Karen's rational mind told her things had gone too far, that she and Dylan would never be able to continue such incestuous activities, but then she'd get his cock into her hands and see the love in her son's eyes and Karen would melt. Glancing back into the bedroom, Karen heard the heavy breathing of her husband's sleep. The bastard, she thought. All he seemed interested in anymore was work. She regarded herself in the mirror once more. It's not like Karen wasn't attractive. At 40 years of age she had the body of a woman ten years younger. Sure, her breasts weren't as perky as they once were, and a few more wrinkles could be found here and there, but as a catalogue model Karen kept herself in great shape. She exercised regularly and kept her figure nice and tan. Men turned their heads constantly. Dylan would practically drool every time he saw her naked. Why not her husband? "Fuck him." Karen said to her own image in the mirror, tossing a hand through her hair. "If he's not interested in you, there's a hot young guy upstairs who is." Dylan was up in his bedroom wondering what could be taking his mother so long. He had to work earlier that day, so didn't get his afternoon hand job. He tried to distract himself by laying in bed with a book but it wasn't working. Dylan thought about his mother all the time. She was so sexy, so attentive to him, and his feelings for her had grown well beyond the typical parent-child bond. Dylan often told his mother how much he loved her, but he wondered if she knew how much he really meant it. Yes, he loved her like a son loves his mother, but he also loved her the way a man loves a woman. He was IN love with her. Or was it just lust? Dylan was often confused about his feelings. He knew what they were doing was wrong, that it had to be kept a secret, and he feared that it would have to end. Dylan didn't want it to end, in fact Dylan wanted things to progress further. He wasn't interested in other girls anymore, he wanted his mom to be his lover now and forever, but Dylan felt forced to take things at a pace of Karen's choosing. Dylan's thoughts were interrupted by a quiet knock on his door, and the sound of his mother's voice. "Dylan? Are you still awake honey?" "Yeah mom, of course I'm still up. What took so long, are you okay?" "I'm sorry sweetie." Karen said, walking into Dylan's room. "Your father took longer than usual to fall asleep." "I've missed you. Work was impossible today, I kept thinking about you." Smiling, Karen sat at the edge of the bed. "You're such a sweetheart, you know that? I've missed you too. Do you need me to jerk you off tonight?" Dylan nodded, "Please? You know how horny I get when I can't be with you after school." He slid his shorts off, revealing an already semi-erect penis. Karen swallowed and felt it catch in her throat. Every time she saw her son's gigantic penis it sent a thrill through her body that seemed to explode right between her legs. She teased, "I know baby. I think you get more horny every day." Blushing, Dylan said "I guess I do." He smiled, teasing back "It's your fault though." Karen laughed. "It's okay. All teenage boys are the same. I swear you all have perpetual boners. Here, let mommy see what she can do." Before Karen could reach out and take Dylan's cock into her hand, he said "Could you take your nightgown off, mom? I just love looking at your sexy body. It's beautiful." Oh god, Karen thought, this boy is so sweet. "Of course you can honey." She stood up and took her nightgown off, laying it gently over Dylan's desk chair. The way her son stared at her nakedness made Karen feel attractive and sexy. Karen loved the way he made her feel: desired. She sat back down and quietly began their nightly ritual of slowly stroking and rubbing Dylan's shaft to a full erection, enjoying the sensations of it growing thick and hard in her hand. By the time Dylan grew to his full girth, he always began emitting plenty of pre-cum for her to begin smearing all over his length. "Your cock is so lovely, Dylan." Karen said, then she leaned over and kissed his thick mushroom head. That set off an explosion in Dylan's brain. She had never done that! His penis twitched and his pee hole seemed to gape open and drool it's pre-cum more than usual. Tired of holding herself back, Karen kissed her son's penis again, then licked the underside cleft of it with the tip of her tongue while gripping the base of his shaft. His pre-cum tasted tangy and sweet. Karen had wanted to taste her son's big cock ever since she first witnessed it. "Uhh, mom...wow." Dylan moaned. "Do you like it when I kiss your cock, honey?" "Y-yeah." Bent over slightly, Karen used her palm to rub Dylan's soft underside against her cheek and the side of her face, then drug her lips across the middle of his shaft. She licked it briefly, then rubbed him against her other cheek. The glazed look in her son's eyes told Karen what she was doing was turning him on. Feeling wanton and lusty, Karen wanted to blow Dylan's mind. She started licking his balls, slowly dragging her tongue over his taut scrotum. While teasing his sac this way, Karen used her hand to playfully slap his shaft against her face. "Oh god..." Dylan continued to moan. Karen smiled up at Dylan. "I think my baby likes having his cock licked. Do you want me to suck on it for you? Would you like it if mommy put your cock into her mouth?" "Yes." Dylan agreed quickly, nodding. "Please suck on me, mom. Please." Acquiescing, Karen slipped the head of Dylan's penis into her mouth. She suckled on it gently, letting her lips make soft smacking noises, then she circled her tongue around it. Karen paid special attention to the ridge of Dylan's crown, letting the tip of her tongue flick and glide along it. His mind was already blown. Dylan watched his mother through lidded eyes, watched her give him sensations that he'd never felt before. He could see over her head as she was leaning over, and Dylan stared down the small of Karen's back and to the round perfection that was her ass. When he felt her mouth completely engulf his erection, Dylan had to close his eyes and ward off the boiling feeling that was rising from his balls. Taking his cock into her mouth, Karen tried to swallow as much of his shaft as she could. He was so long and thick that she could only get about three-quarters of him down before the head of his cock hit the back of her throat. She paused and let her tongue swath across Dylan's soft underside several times, then rose back up, letting her lips drag across his sensitive skin. "Oh Jesus...mom." Karen let his erection pop out of her mouth and whispered, "Your cock tastes so good, sweetie. Mommy loves sucking your cock." She gripped his cock firmly by its base and swallowed him again. Karen started to bob up and down his shaft, letting her hand follow her lips so she was jerking him off as she sucked on Dylan at the same time. It was too much for young Dylan to take. He'd never gotten a blowjob before, much less an expert cock-sucking like his mother was currently giving him. "Mom..." he whimpered. "Mom, I'm going to cum. Oh god...oh god I'm going to cum..." Karen tilted her head and let Dylan's mushroom crown start poking obscenely against the inside of her cheek, lapping against his shaft at the same time with her tongue. She felt his cock grow turgid right before he exploded, then the salty sweetness of his cum was filling her mouth. Karen adjusted her lips and started to swallow. It was impossible to keep up, and cum fell from her lips to decorate Dylan's pubic hairs and her own chin. "Mmfgh." was the sound that came out of Karen's throat, swallowing and swallowing while breathing through her nose. She didn't think Dylan had ever cum so much before. And his semen! Heavens it tasted wonderful. She had long forgotten how good a man's cum tasted to her. When it was finally over, Karen held Dylan's cock carefully and licked up all the sperm she had let slip from her lips. Deliriously, Dylan whispered "Wow...Mom. That was most incredible thing I've ever felt." Sitting back up, Karen used her finger to catch all the semen on her chin and pushed it into her mouth. "I'm glad you liked it sweetheart. Mmm, your cum tastes so good. Mommy loved taking you into her tummy. Do you want to taste?" Unsure, Dylan nodded tentatively. Then Karen leaned over to place her lips softly against Dylan's, kissing him. She lingered for a moment, letting her tongue slip briefly into her son's mouth, then leaned back. Dylan licked his lips after the kiss. "It tastes kind of funny. Almost salty." Karen nodded, "Yes. You taste very good. It really turned me on to swallow you, honey. I'm all wet. I think mommy needs to masturbate. Do you want to help?" Looking eager, Dylan sat up. "Sure. Uh, what do you want me to do?" Lifting a leg to the bed, Karen displayed her leaking pussy proudly and dropped a hand between her thighs. "Why don't you suck on one of my tits, that would really make me hot." "Okay." Dylan agreed, leaning forward to grasp one of his mother's breasts. "That's it, Dylan. Suck on the nipple. Lick it for mommy until it gets nice and stiff." With her son following Karen's instructions, she began rubbing her swelling clitoris with a finger. "Ohh baby, yes. That's it. You can bite it softly if you want...Oh! Not too hard. Mmm, you're doing so good." Gripping the soft under-curve of his mother's breasts, Dylan could feel her nipple stand erect against his tongue. Natural instinct took over and he began sucking on it, suckling her entire areola between his lips. "Oh god Dylan, you used to suck on me like that when you were a baby. Keep doing that, that feels so good. Oh sweetie, you're going to make mommy cum. Oh fuck...oh shit..." Karen slipped a pair of fingers into her sopping cunt as she felt her son sucking on her teat as though it contained a magic elixir. She grasped Dylan's head against her with a free hand and fingered herself with a swift pace, letting the inside curl of her fingers drag against her puffy little button. "I'm cumming baby!" she hissed quietly, "Mommy's cumming!" Karen held Dylan against her breast tightly as she let the orgasm consume her. When it was over, Dylan looked up at her with innocent and loving eyes "Did that feel good, mom?" "Oh yes, honey. That felt wonderful. Do you want to taste?" Lifting fingers sticky with her own fluids, Karen let Dylan lick on them and taste his own mother's orgasm. He drew her digits into his mouth and sucked them clean of the sweet tasting juice. Pushing her fingers through his hair, Karen kissed Dylan on the forehead. "I love you darling. Mommy loves her baby so much." "I love you too mom." Getting up, Karen moved to find her nightgown. She wanted to crawl into Dylan's bed and let her son hold her until she felt asleep. It pained her that she had to leave him and go back to the bed of a husband she loved less and less each day. "Mom? Do you have to go? I mean, I know we have to be a secret, but I truly mean it when I say I love you. I really do. I don't even want any other girls except you." Karen felt her heart sink into her stomach and melt. "I know baby. But for now we have to be careful. If your father ever found out...I don't know. I just don't know what would happen. Okay?" Dylan nodded slowly, "I know. Good night mom, I'll dream of you." Karen had to force herself to leave her son's bedroom. She felt terrible. Her guilt of cheating on her husband was replaced by guilt for Dylan. Now she felt as though she were cheating on her son by going back to the bed of his father. She would have to do something about the terrible conflict within her. Could she stop her activities with Dylan? Could she leave her husband? Karen went to bed that night, horribly confused about what her future held. Dylan And His Mother Ch. 04 Karen trotted out of the photography studio, her heels clicking on the concrete sidewalk. She had just finished modeling a new line for the spring catalogue but the shoot ran long and she was running late. It was her son Dylan's last day of high school and Karen wanted to be home waiting for him, to congratulate him, when he got back. Hurrying into her car and checking the time, Karen cursed and knew she wouldn't make it. Unfortunately, she needed to stop by her husband's office to get his signature on some of his bank papers; they couldn't wait and needed to be in the mail by five o'clock. While driving, Karen reflected on how proud of Dylan she was. He was becoming a man. It was all happening so quickly, of late. Dylan would still be around for the summer, but then he'd be off to college to begin his own life. He'd probably find a pretty girlfriend and Karen's incestuous encounters with him would likely end. That fact saddened her greatly, but the realist within Karen knew that the affair was fated to end eventually. The time would soon come when she'd have to let him go. All the more reason to hurry home - perhaps there would be time to give him a hand job before he went to the school's all-night graduation party. Arriving at her husband's office building, Karen grabbed her purse and the bank paperwork from the passenger seat. Her strides carried her past two young executives who both checked out the way her tanned legs looked in heels, beneath the floral sundress she was wearing. Smiling at their attentions, thoughts of Dylan popped into Karen's head. She fetched the cell phone out of her purse, entered the building, and dialed his number. "Hi Dylan, it's mom." She said, getting her son's voicemail. "I just wanted to let you know my shoot ran long and I'll be home in a little bit. Hope to see you then sweetie, love you." Karen hung up the phone and noticed her husband's secretary wasn't at her desk outside his office. When she opened his office door, Karen froze and learned why. Her husband was in his desk chair, pants around his ankles, and his secretary was on her knees giving him a blowjob! The two were so engrossed that they didn't even notice Karen in the doorway. Too stunned to do anything but stand there at first, Karen eventually looked down at the cell phone in her hand. Anger replaced shock and an idea sprung to mind. She began taking pictures with her phone's camera. "No wonder you spend so much time at work you son of a bitch." Karen suddenly said. "Holy shit...Karen!?" her husband sputtered, pushing the young secretary off his lap. "What are you doing he...I mean, oh fuck. Honey, let me explain..." "Save it for the lawyers you bastard!" Karen yelled, snapping her cell shut and tucking it safely into her purse. "Don't bother coming home tonight! In fact, don't ever bother coming home again!" "But...but honey...where am I supposed to stay?" Gesturing at the embarrassed secretary with an angry glare, Karen yelled "Why don't you stay with your whore? I don't give a shit, we're through!" Tossing the bank papers towards her husband's desk, Karen stormed off. Peeling out of the parking lot, Karen couldn't believe what an ass her husband was! No wonder he hadn't any shown interest in her body for a long time. And all this time she had been feeling guilty for cheating on him with their son. She realized her husband had probably been having an affair with that tramp for months, long before Karen began carrying on with Dylan. It was him that was responsible for her seeking companionship with Dylan in the first place! Karen suddenly laughed. She should be thanking her worm of a husband; if it wasn't for him Karen would never have known the gratification she'd enjoyed with Dylan these past weeks. No more guilt! Now she could divorce his ass; her and Dylan would no longer have to sneak around. Dylan was in the kitchen having a snack when Karen got home. He sensed something was wrong when she came into the house as she looked hurt, or angry. "Mom, are you okay?" "Yes honey, I'm fine." Karen said, setting her purse on the kitchen counter. "But I need to talk to you." Dylan put his sandwich down and said, "Okay." The tone in his mother's voice scared Dylan. He feared their sexy encounters were about to come to an end. "You're a man now so I don't need to sugar-coat these things for you. I just walked in on your father at his office. His tramp of a secretary was on her knees and sucking his cock." "Seriously? Holy crap, mom, what did you do?" "I took some pictures with my camera phone." Karen replied. Dylan's eyebrows went up, "Really? Wow, that was pretty smart." "I'm so sorry honey, but your father and I are probably going to be getting a divorce. Things haven't been very good between us lately, and now this..." Karen put a hand to her forehead and sighed. "I told him not to come home." Considering that news, Dylan wasn't sure how he felt. It wasn't like he and his father were close; he always seemed to be more interested in work than he was in his son. Getting up, Dylan walked over to Karen and put his arms around her. "It's okay mom, I understand. Are you okay?" Karen nodded against her son's shoulder, hugging him back. "As long as I have my baby boy I'll be fine. I love you Dylan." "I love you too mom." Feeling Dylan's arms around her made Karen weak in the knees. The fantasy of stripping naked for him right there in the kitchen and offering her body suddenly filled her thoughts. Instead, she kissed him on the cheek and stepped out of the hug. "So, you have your school graduation party tonight?" Dylan nodded, "Yeah, most of the seniors are going. They keep the school open all night and we take pictures and play games and stuff. But mom, I don't have to go. I could stay home with you?" "Don't be silly, honey. You should go and be with your friends. Once you're off for college you probably won't see many of them anymore." "I'll still get to hang out with my friends this summer. I'd rather stay home with you tonight." Karen smiled at her son, lifting a hand to his cheek. "You're such a sweetheart, you know that Dylan? But I'm fine, really. It's strange, but this situation with your father hasn't really upset me that much. I'm going to be okay." "That's not what I meant." Dylan countered. Karen gave her son an inquisitive expression. "You said Dad wouldn't be home, right? Couldn't it just be us tonight, you and me?" Karen's voice lowered in conspiracy, even though no one else was around to hear her. "Dylan, are you saying you want to have sex?" "D-don't you want to?" Dylan asked, momentarily worried he had pushed his mothers incestuous limitations too far. Nothing could have been further from the truth. Karen felt a sudden need between her legs, a craving to feel Dylan's cock inside her. And why not? He's right: the two of them would be all alone with the house to themselves. Besides, Dylan's desire of Karen replaced her husband's lack of interest so nicely. "Yes." She agreed suddenly. "Yes baby, I do. Why don't I go take a shower, and then I'll come up to your room, okay?" She had fantasized about having Dylan's cock inside her long enough. Karen was tired of guilt holding her back. Dylan just nodded dumbly, shocked by his success, and went up to his room when Karen went downstairs to shower. He paced back and forth as he heard the shower start; he was about to have sex with his mom! He looked around then started making his bed and picking up nervously. The minutes passed by agonizingly slow. Dylan's heart started racing and questions filled his mind. Should he get naked? Would his mother be naked? Did he need a condom? Dylan took off all his clothes. Would that seem too eager? He better put them back on. That's when Karen entered her son's room, to find him standing naked and holding his pants, ready to put them back on. Dylan already had an erection. "Well, I see you're all ready, hm?" Karen said with a smile. Dylan could only blush and offer a shy smile back. "Sweetie, have you ever made love to a woman before?" "Yeah." Dylan replied. "One time, but it was kind of...I mean, it was kind of weird." "That's usually how the first time goes." Karen said. "The first time I had sex we were both virgins and it was one of the most awkward experiences of my life." Karen opened her robe, revealing the tan expanse of her slender and naked body, pushing the garment off her shoulders to fall into a pool on the floor. She looked at Dylan, at his beautiful naked body and big cock, excited by having such a young and inexperienced man to usher into sexual experience. "I promise, this time will be much better." Karen told her son with a wink. She noted the way he was staring at her with unashamed lust. "Do you want to touch me?" Dylan nodded and eagerly stepped forward. "It's okay, touch my body. Go ahead and feel it." Dylan put his hands on his mother's hips, sliding his palms up her sides and the smooth contours of her tummy. She lifted his grip to her breasts, letting him squeeze them while he stared at her with those lustful eyes. Suddenly Dylan pressed the side of his face against Karen's chest and put his arms around her, his hands squeezing her ass as he nuzzled against her breasts. "Oh mom, you're so sexy. I've wanted to have sex with you for so long." Karen held her son to her bosom, adoring Dylan for his youth and inexperience. "I've wanted you too, baby." She curled a hand around the back of his head and guided his lips to her areola, letting Dylan take the nipple into his mouth. He sucked onto it eagerly, kneading his fingers into Karen's butt, making her feel like an object of absolute desire and pleasure. Taking him backwards, Karen drew Dylan off her and laid back on the side of the bed. She lifted knees and spread her legs, displaying a trimmed vagina proudly. She ran her fingers through the short hairs of her pubic region. "Fuck me with that big cock, Dylan." Dylan looked at his mom present her cunt, eager to comply but unsure how to proceed. Karen sensed his inexperience and reached out for him. Dylan stepped forward into his mother's hands. She grasped his hard penis and aimed it towards the proper position, placing his cock head against her already dripping slit. "Go easy at first, honey, mommy will need to stretch a bit to take your big dick." Leaning over her, Dylan propped himself up on outstretched arms and started to push his cock into her slowly, getting the feel of his mother's hot pussy. Karen's mouth hung open as she felt her son's girth start to expand her vaginal cavity. "Oh god Dylan, you're so big...nice and slow baby. Now pull back a bit and go back in. That's it, push a little deeper each time." It was unbelievable! Karen had never felt anything like it. Dylan was so much larger than any other man she'd ever had. His cock filled her completely, perfectly. Her head rolled back and Karen closed her eyes. She moaned in utter pleasure. "Oh fuck...oh god...you're so fucking big. Deeper honey. Fuck your gigantic cock into me deeper." Karen moaned and writhed on the bed as she felt Dylan fit about half his length within her sex-sheath. "You fill mommy's cunt so perfectly, Dylan. Does my pussy feel good?" Her dirty talk was arousing Dylan beyond reason. "Yes mom, Jesus, it feels so good. Your pussy is so warm and nice." He'd never felt anything like it, the hot wetness surrounding his shaft and gripping him like a tight glove. He kept slowly fucking into her until the entirety of his penis was buried within Karen. Curling her legs around Dylan's backside, Karen pulled her son's body against hers. "Fuck me baby. Fuck me real good." Moaning, Dylan began humping against his mother. He laid atop her, her breasts mashed against his chest, rutting uncontrollably and fucking her with a swift pace. "Oh god..." Karen groaned. "Oh god, not so fast honey..." It was all too much for Dylan and his orgasm came quickly. He cried out, wrapping Karen in a tight hugging grip as his semen pumped out deep within her sex. "Uhn! Uhn! Oh mom...uhhh, mommy..." Karen held her son close as his sperm prematurely shot out of him. She could feel it fill her insides and it felt so naughty and exquisite. Embarrassed, Dylan pushed himself up on his palms. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to cum so quickly, I'm sorry..." "Oh sweetie, it's okay." Karen caressed her son's face with a palm. "This is only your second time and you were all worked up. It was bound to happen. Besides, you'll be ready again soon enough and there are plenty of other things we can do in the meantime." "Really?" "Of course. Do you want to eat my pussy? I'd love it if you licked mommy's pussy for a while until you get hard again." "Hell yeah." Dylan agreed, slipping his penis out and moving to the floor at the side of the bed, kneeling. Karen scooted forward so her ass was right at the bed's edge and again spread her legs whorishly. She sat up and leaned back against a planted palm. "Do you know about a woman's clitoris, Dylan? Do you know where to find it?" Dylan grinned, "Yes. I mean, I think so." Using a finger, Karen rubbed her own button a little so that it would swell a bit with arousal. "Mmm, there it is. That little hooded guy drives us girls crazy. Go ahead and lick it, honey." Following his mother's instructions, Dylan could smell the mixture of her arousal and his own previous orgasm emanating out of Karen's pussy. She used two fingers to spread her labia and give him better access, letting Dylan lick between them. "Yeah...oooh. You've got the spot. Use the tip of your tongue...oh my....yes, flick it against my clit sweetie. Oh Jesus. Oh fuck that feels good." Karen grabbed Dylan by the back of his head, taking a fistful of his short hair, and pulled his mouth into her pussy. "Now stick your tongue inside me. Fuck my pussy with your tongue. Oh shit yes! Lick me...lick mommy...suck mommy's pussy. Make me cum..." Unable to deny her, Dylan shoved his tongue as deep as he good within his mother. Her pubic hairs were tickling his nose and face and he could feel her slick lubrication wash his own orgasm out of her pussy and into his mouth. It was all so naughty and exciting that Dylan already had a renewed erection. Continuing to hold her son's pleasuring mouth against her, Karen began fingering her clit with her other hand. "You're such a dirty boy, eating your mother's cunt. Oh my...oh!...oh fuck I'm cumming! OH GOD!!!" Dylan looked up from between his mother's legs, his face slick and glistening from the oral sex, to look into his mother's eyes once her orgasm lived its course. "Did you like that mom?" "Oh baby, that felt wonderful. You're a natural at eating pussy." Karen exhaled a heavy breath and giggled at Dylan's appearance, rubbing some of her moisture off his cheek with a thumb. "Come up here and kiss me." Dylan lifted himself to kneel between Karen's legs, placing his lips against hers. The two embraced, exploring each others tongues and tasting the flavor of their mixed fluids. Feeling Dylan's erection pressed against the inside of her thigh, Karen broke the kiss and said "Oh my, you're already hard again." Dylan nodded and Karen took his erection into her hand, giving it a few caressing strokes. "Are you ready to try again?" "Yeah, I love you mom. I want to fuck you again so bad." "Okay baby. Come on, lay down. I'll be on top this time. That way I can control the pace and give you a good fuck." Dylan rose and climbed onto the bed, laying down so Karen could straddle him. She reached between her legs to grasp her son's shaft and steer it towards the proper position. She was soaking wet so it hardly took any effort to drop down and envelop Dylan's cock. "Uhhh...oh mom, you feel so good." Karen put her hands on Dylan's chest, kneeling legs on either side of his hips, and began slowly rocking. "You too sweetie. Your big dick is amazing. I love having it inside me" "I'm so happy mom. I love you. I wish you were my girlfriend." "Oh honey, I can be. Your father is gone now and you're the man of the house. That means we're lovers now and you get to fuck me with this big cock whenever you want. You can fuck your hot mother anytime you please." Dylan started breathing heavy with the pleasure of Karen's slow rolling motions, his own hips bucking slightly against her. "Are...are we safe? I mean, are you going to get pregnant?" "No, it's okay. I'm on the pill sweetie." Karen said, her own breath raspy. She looked down at her son, her hair falling to frame her face. "Why, would that turn you on? Would it make you hot to knock your own mother up?" Dylan moaned at that, reaching up to grip Karen's swaying breasts. He loved the way they felt, so soft and gelatinous in his hands. "Yes, oh fuck yes." "You dirty boy. You want to fuck a baby into your own mother? Oh god, that's so nasty and hot. Do it Dylan. Fuck your baby-making seed into me." "Jesus, mom, oh shit..." Dylan groaned, thrusting his hips upwards and working his erection deep into Karen. She increased her pace, lifting her hands to cup Dylan's, forcing him to squeeze her tits tightly. "Fuck me, baby. Fuck your mother. Fuck yourself into the place you came from. Fuck that big cock into mommy." Dylan's jaw hung open and his eyes rolled back as he experienced more pleasure than ever before, his mother's pussy swallowing and sucking his cock into her. Riding her son, Karen continued the dirty talk. "Your big fucking cock is right where it belongs, buried inside your mother. Oh shit baby, oh god it feels so good! I want you to cum. I want you to shoot your baby into mommy's womb, make me fat with your child, Dylan! Oh...Oh!...Oh fuck I'm going to cum...fuck me Dylan, fuck it into me! OH SHIT!!!" Dylan tensed and lost control, thrusting hard and burying himself to the hilt of his shaft. He screamed in ecstasy as his orgasm overcame his senses. "I'm cumming! Oh mom! I'm cumming inside you!" Collapsing on her son, Karen fell to his chest and into his grip. Dylan hugged her close and the two bucked against each other, unable to do anything other than grunt, breath, and hump their bodies against one another through the mutual orgasms. When it was finally over, Karen mewed and nuzzled her sweaty form against Dylan's as she pressed several light kisses all over his neck and cheek. "Mom, that was so hot." Dylan said softly, breathing rapidly and holding her close. "I know sweetheart, it was amazing. That was the best sex I've ever had." "I love you mom." "I love you too Dylan."