"My beautiful, slutty Mom, youâre such a freak. How about we do this every day? Iâll make sure youâre feeling so good you wonât even have the energy to look at another man. What do you think?" He wanted to make sure she was truly okay with their new "arrangement."
With the fire somewhat dimmed after her release, her normal personality started to peek back through. She was comfortable being with him as lovers, but the mother-son aspect still felt a bit "off" to her. She blushed deep red.
"Hmph... youâre so thick-skinned... who wants to do this every day? Youâre shameless... sigh... but youâve already had your way with me... so I guess... itâs up to you. Lovers or mother and son... I canât leave you anyway."
Despite her words, she felt a strange, inexplicable excitement beneath the awkwardness.
"Mom... donât worry... Iâll love you right... and Iâll use this cock you gave me to âhonorâ you properly. Tell the truth, donât you love being honored like this?"
She closed her eyes, unable to look at him, and wiggled her shoulders playfully. "Shut up... why does it have to be so big? It feels too good... youâre a bad son... youâre wicked... and your cock is wicked too..."
She pulled him into another passionate, spicy kiss. Wang Yue looked at her stunning bodyâher jade-like skin and the tempting sight between her legs. She looked totally vulnerable and ready for him, eyes closed and hands modestly covering herself.
He gently moved her hands away, admiring her breasts and her smooth form. He started teasing her again, kissing and sucking his way across her body.
It didnât take long before she was panting again, her "slut mode" switching back on as she began to leak more wetness onto the bed.
Wang Yue timed it perfectly. He moved over her, nudged her legs apart with his knees, and whispered in her ear, "Mama... your sonâs big cock is coming back home..." before kissing her deeply.
"Yes... put it in... I want you... fuck me hard... I need to feel this... ah..." She wrapped her arms around him, her hips lifting automatically. The taboo didnât matter anymoreâshe just wanted the pleasure only he could give her.
He teased the entrance for a second before sliding all the way back in with a wet squelch.
"Ah... itâs so big... fuck..." She shuddered, her lips trembling as she took deep breaths, nearly fainting from the sensation of him bottoming out against her "flower core."
Instead of slamming into her, he started grinding slowly against that sensitive spot. The teasing pace drove her crazy with a deep itch only he could scratch, forcing her to grind her hips against him to get the friction she craved.
Feeling her move, he started a steady, rhythmic pace. When he saw her getting into it, he started "plowing" for real, hitting her sweet spot with every single thrust. She started wailing with pleasure. "Baby... it feels so good... ah... youâre so good at this... your cock is so big and hard... oh... itâs perfect... I love it... fuck me... fuck me to death... I love you so much... faster... do it faster... ah... ah!"
The room was filled with the wet, rhythmic sounds of their bodies. Wang Yue was lost in the feeling of her tight, warm walls and her intoxicating scent. She kissed him back fiercely, her tongue dancing with his. "So good... ah... my son... youâre incredible... more... hit me harder... deeper... oh god... itâs amazing..."
Seeing her so into it, he increased the intensity. Every time he pulled back, her labia followed his exit before clamping down again as he dove back in. She lifted her hips higher and higher, chasing the peak. "Yue... ah... your cock... itâs so good... itâs killing me... yes... give it to me... oh, youâre so strong... Iâm so happy... mmm... yeah... like that!"
With a massive convulsion, she hit another peak, her bodyâs release being met by his own powerful spray.
Wang Yue saw she was about to pass out from the intensity, so he slowed down, holding her waist and gently massaging her breasts. She lay there, still joined to him, her hair messy on the pillow and her face flushed. She was still mumbling in a daze, clearly relishing the afterglow.
After a while, she opened her eyes and stroked his chest, her face full of affection. "Hey Mom, did I do a good job?"
She just gave a soft "mmm" and pulled him down for another long, lingering kiss.
"Mom, your body is so mature and beautiful," he whispered. "I could never get tired of this."
She wiggled shyly under him. "Youâre such a brat... if I knew you were going to grow up to be a little monster who wanted to fuck his own mom, I might not have had you!"
"But if you hadnât," he laughed, pinching her backside and kissing her neck, "who would be making you feel this good right now?"
She couldnât handle the teasing. Her face turned red again, and she started squirming with renewed desire. He went back to work, and soon the room was filled once again with the sounds of their "soul-stirring" duet. He pulled out all the stops, sending her to a place where her soul felt like it was leaving her body.
She was reaching a state of total madness, tossing her hips and drenched in sweat. Wang Yue fought harder, his thrusts getting heavier and heavier.
"Oh... Yue... hurry... fuck me... Iâm gonna lose it... mmm... itâs so beautiful... youâre hitting the spot... harder... deeper... ah... ah!"
He didnât hold back, driving into her as deep as he could go. Her "flower core" was being hammered, and she was shaking, her walls gripping him tight. She was screaming now, her body arching and her breasts bouncing wildly with the force of his movements.
Wang Yue reached out to grab her, kneading her firmly as he watched her lose control. "Mom... good Mom... youâre so tight... this is incredible..."