Bobby spread out the blanket and his mom laid down on it. As she fell back, her tan legs were slightly spread apart and bent at the knees, inviting his gaze.
"Wow, they look so soft and smooth in the sunlight," Bobby thought. He couldn't help but imagine how they would feel wrapped around him. His thoughts were interrupted by his mom tugging at his shirt.
"Lay next to me," she said softly.
Bobby obliged and Linda rolled onto her side facing him, propping herself up on her elbow. This position caused her breasts to press together and swell outward.
"How's this for privacy?" she asked with a sly smile.
"Very," he replied, unable to tear his gaze away from her mesmerizing curves. "So, you've been here before...when you were younger?"
"Oh boy...here we go," she thought. "Should I be honest and use this chance to get some honesty out of him? There are things he could tell me too. I want to know what's going on in that horny little head of his."
"Question for a question?" she asked coyly.
"Sure."
"And you'll be completely honest...if I promise to be?" she pressed on.
"Of course," he assured her.
"This used to be the hot spot when I was younger. I spent countless hours here, laying on my back," she shared, a nostalgic smile on her lips.
"Getting laid?" he couldn't help but ask.
"Yes...getting laid," she confirmed with a grin.
"Were you involved in any orgies? Is that why they call it Orgy Shores?"
"No, no. The name comes from the fact that this grassy hillside would often be dotted with young couples on any given night. Imagine the screams of pleasure from twenty or thirty young girls across this meadow," Linda explained, her voice tinged with reminiscence.
Bobby couldn't help but think how his mom must have been smoking hot in her youth, and this was the place where all the magic happened.
"Wow, that's pretty wild," Bobby said, feeling a twinge of envy at his mother's adventurous past.
"My turn now?" Linda said, looking into her son's eyes.
"Okay."
With a deep breath, Linda broached a sensitive topic. "Mrs. Jacobs said that you're doing a lot of daydreaming in class. Be honest...in these daydreams...are you and I making love?"
Bobby's eyes widened slightly before he lowered them to the ground. "Yeah...we are," he muttered.
A rush of emotions flooded Linda's mind. "Ohh, just like I thought...he's dreaming of making love to me. My son...my slugger…my baby...making love to his mommy." Her cheeks flushed pink at the taboo thoughts running through her head.
"Where are we when we make love in your dreams?" She asked softly, trying to keep her voice steady.
"It's weird. We start out in a mist and you wrap your arms and legs around me like a spider...then we start to rise into the air...like on a web. Before we disappear into the clouds you start to rock us back and forth," Bobby explained, his face turning red with embarrassment.
Linda's heart skipped a beat at the vivid description. "When we enter the clouds...do you imagine us making love forever?" she asked, gazing into her son's eyes.
"Yeah," Bobby answered, his voice barely above a whisper.
Unable to resist any longer, Linda reached out and brushed her hand lovingly against his cheek. "OH MY GOD I'M IN LOVE!" she thought. "Stop it Linda, just stop it! He's your son for fuck sake! Yes he's handsome! Yes he's young and full of sexual energy! Yes he has a big thick dick between his legs that's always hard when he's around you...but he's your son. Your beautiful big-dicked baby boy!"
"Thank you for being honest with me," she said, trying to push away any inappropriate thoughts and maintain a motherly tone. Her heart was torn between love and desperation, but she knew that she had to do what was best for her son in the end.
Linda rose up onto her knees on the picnic blanket, her heart pounding with a forbidden excitement. With trembling hands, her sundress off, tossing it aside.
Bobby watched transfixed as his mother reached behind her back to unclasp her lacy bra. The straps slid down her shoulders and she let the flimsy garment fall away, revealing her magnificent breasts to his hungry gaze.
Bobby marveled at the sight of his mother's giant, succulent tits, finally freed from their confines. Her areolas were surprisingly large and a dusky pink color. The nipples at their centers were stiff peaks
just begging to be licked and sucked. He felt a powerful erection swelling in his pants as he imagined wrapping his lips around one of those perfect nipples.
Linda flashed a mischievous smile as she brushed her hand across her wide areola, causing it to tingle with pleasure. "See...way bigger," she teased, gazing at Bobby's impressive bulge.
Bobby could feel the heat rising in his cheeks as he tried to focus on their conversation. "Right," he muttered, his eyes lingering on Linda's luscious curves. "They're beautiful."
A small giggle escaped Linda's lips as she watched the tent grow in her son's shorts. He wore no underwear, and the thin fabric of his polyester sports shorts offered little resistance for his big dick as it sprang to life, straining against the material.
With each flex of his shaft, Bobby could see Linda's eyes widen and her mouth open ever so slightly. It was clear that she was captivated by the size and strength of his manhood, and Bobby couldn't help but feel a sense of pride at her reaction.
Linda's thoughts raced as she continued to stare at Bobby's impressive package. "Take your son and leave this place right now!" a voice inside her head screamed. "It's...it's soo big. I could take him...I could take all of him...I know it. Right down to my cervix," she fantasized.
Her breath caught in her throat as Bobby flexed once again, causing his member to surge with blood and rise even higher.
"Balls deep," Linda whispered under her breath, almost in a trance-like state.
"What did you say?" Bobby asked, snapping her out of her reverie.
"Oh...I said...there you go...showing off again," Linda replied with a flirty smile, trying to play it cool despite the intense desire bubbling up inside her.
"Will you take off your panties?" he asked, his eyes lingering on her body.
"My panties? I don't remember that being part of the deal, buster," she replied, hands on her hips.
"Please," Bobby pleaded, his gaze burning with desire.
"Don't start with the begging. Tell you what...you lose the shirt and I'll lose the panties. How's that?" Linda countered.
"Deal." Bobby eagerly stripped off his t-shirt and tossed it aside.
Linda's heart raced as she watched her son's toned chest and arms glisten in the soft light. She reminded herself that this was dangerous - she was a married woman. But as she looked at her son, she couldn't deny his attractiveness and the primal urge that stirred within her.
She slowly stood up, causing Bobby to focus on her dangling breasts and how they swayed with each movement. With a seductive smile, Linda slid her thumbs under the hem of her panties and began to slide them down over her wide hips.
Bobby's mouth went dry as his mother slowly slid her panties down her smooth, toned thighs. As the sheer white fabric pooled at her feet, his eyes were irresistibly drawn to the delicate folds of her freshly shaven pussy.
The plump, glistening outer lips were slightly parted, offering a tantalizing glimpse of the pink, slick inner flesh. At their apex, he could just make out the hood of her clitoris peeking out, practically begging to be touched.
As Linda shifted her stance slightly, spreading her legs further apart, her labia unfurled like a delicate flower, exposing her most intimate area completely to Bobby's hungry gaze. He could see the dewy moisture coating her slit, evidence of her intense arousal.
Her opening looked so tight, so inviting. Bobby ached to plunge his rock hard member deep inside his mother's dripping wet hole and claim her completely. The musky scent of her desire filled his nostrils, fueling his own need.
Linda ran a single manicured finger teasingly along her smooth slit, gathering some of her juices. She brought it to her lips and licked it clean, all the while keeping her eyes locked with Bobby's. She noticed his eyes drifted down to the panties on ground.
As she giggled, Linda picked up the delicate fabric and playfully dropped her panties onto Bobby's chest. The air was thick with a pungent, musky aroma that made his head spin.
He couldn't help but bring them to his nose, inhaling deeply as Linda watched, her own giggle turning into a satisfied sigh. "Oh God, he's smelling me. He's smelling my sex. My own baby is addicted to the intoxicating scent of his mother's pussy. The same plump mommy-pussy that gave birth to him eighteen years ago," she thought with a hint of pride.
"So how the heck did this happen?" Linda asked mischievously.
"What happen?" Bobby asked, still caught up in the scent of her panties.
"It was supposed to be as simple as pulling over and showing you a boob, and now here we are at Orgy Shores and I'm completely naked."
"I don't mind," Bobby smiled, taking another deep sniff at the crotch of Linda's panties.
"Oh, I'm sure you don't, slugger," she teased.
Linda gracefully lowered herself onto her hands and knees, crawling towards Bobby with a seductive sway to her hips. Her heavy breasts dangled enticingly, swaying back and forth as she made her way over to him.
She stopped when her face was directly above his, gazing at him with adoring eyes. "Mama's little panty-sniffer," she teased, her fingers delicately combing through his hair.
"Will you sit on me again?" Bobby asked, his voice laced with desire.
"It might be a bit difficult without a chair," Linda replied playfully.
But the allure of Orgy Shores was too much for both of them to resist. In one swift movement, Linda mounted her son, straddling him and positioning herself so that her bare vulva pressed against the throbbing length of his manhood.
"How does that feel?" She asked teasingly, enjoying the sight of her son moaning beneath her.
Bobby's mind was racing as he felt the heat and wetness of his mother's sex against his cock through just the thin barrier of his shorts. His thoughts were filled with disbelief and excitement - Mom's pussy was right against his dick! And she was pressing it against him...he couldn't believe it.
Linda's heart fluttered in her chest, beating faster and faster as she felt his oversized cock-muscle pressing against her. A wave of heat rushed through her body, causing her to gasp in pleasure.
"So this is love," She thought, her mind filled with a mixture of excitement and fear.
Bobby flexed his dick once more, the movement pushing it up against her flesh and causing her to moan softly. His eyes were focused on
her, watching every reaction and knowing that he had complete control over her.
"You're so dirty," she sighed, unable to resist him any longer.
"Grind on it, Linda. Explore your desires and let go of all inhibitions. Who cares if you're married? This is a big, delicious cock and your husband will never find out. It can be your naughty little secret. Grind on it now," he brain screamed.
With a slight lean forward, she pressed her hands against his chest for support and closed her eyes, fully surrendering herself to the pleasure. The feeling of his thick, youthful shaft rubbing against her sensitive clit was enough to drive her wild with desire. She wanted more, needed more.
"Oh my God, I'm so fucking horny," she thought as she moved against him greedily, lost in a world of ecstasy and taboo indulgence.
Linda began to move her hips in a slow, sensual rhythm, grinding her wet heat against Bobby's rigid shaft. She gyrated in circles, savoring the exquisite friction of his teenage cock rubbing against her sensitive folds and engorged clit.
As her movements intensified, her heavy breasts wobbled and bounced hypnotically with each undulation of her body.
The sight of his mother's voluptuous tits jiggling just inches from his face sent fresh waves of arousal surging through Bobby's straining erection. He watched, transfixed, as her dusky nipples hardened into stiff peaks, aching to be touched and sucked.
Linda threw her head back in ecstasy, soft moans of pleasure escaping her parted lips as she lost herself in forbidden bliss. She ground down harder, desperate to feel more of her son's throbbing heat against her needy sex.
The mother writhed and undulated her hips, feverishly grinding her soaked, throbbing womanhood against Bobby's straining erection. She could feel every contour of his impressive manhood through the thin fabric of his underwear - the bulbous head, the thick veiny shaft, the heavy balls tightening beneath her. His hardness seared her swollen, weeping petals, stoking the flames of her forbidden desire higher and higher.
Bobby groaned as he felt his mother's slick juices soaking through his shorts, the scalding heat of her arousal enveloping him. Her plump, puffy outer lips cradled his aching length, while her stiff little pleasure bud rubbed maddeningly against his frenulum with each stroke. The damp fabric clung to his pulsing cock, the friction almost unbearable in its intensity.
Linda's breath came in ragged gasps as she increased her tempo, frantically rubbing her aching sex up and down her son's iron-hard shaft. She could feel his heartbeat throbbing against her inflamed tissues, could smell their musky aroma of sex filling the air. Her copious fluids seeped out and through his thin shorts, drenching his balls and inner thighs.
Bobby thrust his hips upwards, pressing his bulge more firmly against his mother's hot, slippery folds. The rigid stalk of his manhood slid between her plush outer lips, parting her tender pink inner petals. Her engorged clitoris bumped against his shaft with each pass, sending jolts of pleasure radiating through them both. He flexed his sculpted abs and glutes, grinding into her molten core, stoking their incestuous passions to a fever pitch.
Linda's body suddenly tensed and quivered uncontrollably as the intense pleasure crested within her. Her face contorted in rapture, eyes rolling back, jaw slack as incoherent moans and gasps escaped her lips. "Ohhh fuuuck, oooh god Bobby, yesss!" she wailed, her voice ragged and raw with lust.
Wave after wave of ecstasy crashed over her, radiating out from her convulsing core. Her dripping sex clenched and spasmed against Bobby's throbbing hardness as a flood of her essence gushed forth, soaking his shorts and drenching his aching cock and balls in her molten nectar.
Bobby watched in awe as his mother came undone above him, her beautiful face a mask of unbridled bliss, her voluptuous body writhing and undulating. He could feel her pulsing heat, her slick oils permeating the thin cotton barrier and bathing his engorged manhood. Her silken folds kissed and caressed every ridge and vein of his shaft as they quivered with release.
Her nails dug into his shoulders as she ground down frantically, shamelessly coating his bulge with her fragrant cream as her orgasm seemed to go on and on.
Her honeyed walls rippled, her mound milking him, drawing him ever closer to his own peak. Scalding rivulets ran down his thick shaft and over his swollen balls, dripping down the crack of his ass as he thrust up to meet her.
The primal scent of her climax filled his nostrils, musky and intoxicating. Her pleasure-soaked pussy clung to him obscenely as she gyrated her hips, wringing out every last tremor of her release.
Bobby groaned at the intensity of the sensations, feeling his own impending explosion building at the base of his spine as her drenched heat engulfed him.
With a final shuddering moan, Linda collapsed against her son, her sweat-slicked body going limp as the last sparks of her climax faded to a warm, satisfied glow. Bobby grunted as her full weight settled on him, her massive breasts engulfing his face in their soft, pillowy flesh.
He breathed in her scent, an intoxicating mixture of perfume, arousal, and something uniquely Linda. The world fell away until there was nothing but the silky skin of her cleavage against his cheeks, the salty taste of her perspiration on his lips, the drum of her heartbeat pounding in his ears as he lay smothered in her ample bosom.
Linda hummed blissfully, cradling Bobby's head to her chest as she basked in the afterglow. Her hips still pressed flush against his, she could feel every twitch and throb of his still rock-hard erection through the flimsy, soaked fabric separating them.
The rigid heat of him pulsed insistently against her sensitive clit, sending little sparks of pleasure zinging through her nerve endings.
She rolled her pelvis lazily, enjoying the delicious friction of his bulging manhood rubbing along her slick folds. Bobby let out a tortured groan, the sound muffled by the tit-flesh surrounding him. His cock jerked against her, a pearl of moisture seeping through his underwear to mingle with the juices still coating her sex.
"Mmmm, still so hard for Mom," Linda purred, finally releasing him from the confines of her cleavage. She pushed herself upright, looking down at Bobby with heavy-lidded eyes darkened by lust. "I think little Bobby is feeling neglected. We can't have that now, can we baby?"
With a sultry smile, Linda slithered down his body hooked her fingers into the waistband of Bobby's shorts and slowly peeled them down his hips. His cock sprang free, bobbing obscenely as it was released from its confines. The fabric was soaked through with her ejaculate clinging wetly to his skin as she worked them off.
Once she had divested him of the ruined garment, Linda swung a leg over to straddle Bobby's hips once more. She reached between their bodies to grasp his aching erection, guiding it to nestle snugly
between her puffy nether lips. They both moaned at the skin-on-skin contact, his rigid heat searing deliciously against her most intimate flesh.
Linda began to undulate her hips, sliding her dripping slit up and down the underside of Bobby's shaft. The plump head of his cock bumped against her clit with each pass, sending jolts of electric pleasure zinging through her. She kept the pace slow and steady, savoring the exquisite friction as she ground herself on him.
Overcome with sensation, Linda lowered herself to drape her body along the length of his. Her heavy tits engulfed his neck, rippling and jiggling hypnotically with each roll of her hips.
Bobby turned his head, burying his face between the pillowy mounds. He mouthed at the soft flesh, licking and sucking whatever skin he could reach.
Lost in a haze of lust, they moved together - Linda riding Bobby's rock-hard length, Bobby thrusting up to meet her undulating hips. Their sexes grew slicker with each passing second, her dripping arousal mixing with the steady trickle of pre-cum oozing from his tip. Wet, obscene sounds filled the air as they rutted shamelessly, both chasing the explosive pleasure they could feel building low in their bellies.
Linda increased the speed and pressure of her grinding, urgently rubbing her sopping wet folds along the rigid length of Bobby's throbbing shaft.
Bobby gripped her plush hips tightly, pulling her down hard against him as he bucked upwards frantically. Their slippery flesh slapped together loudly, sticky fluids smearing between them.
"Oh god, oh fuck, I'm gonna cum!" Linda wailed, throwing her head back as the coil of tension in her core reached a crescendo. Her plump pussy lips fluttered and clenched around him.
"Me too, oh shit, aaahhh!" Bobby groaned, the spongy head of his cock pulsing against her swollen clit.
Their bodies jerked and trembled in unison as the wave of ecstasy crashed over them. Linda's pussy spasmed and gushed, drenching his groin with her release. At the same time, Bobby's swollen cockhead erupted, spurting thick ropes of pearly cum all over his belly and chest.
They continued grinding and thrusting through their intense orgasms, extending the toe-curling pleasure. Their slick juices mixed together into a frothy, sticky mess smeared between their quivering sexes and matted in Bobby's pubic hair.
Finally, the last tremors subsided and they collapsed against each other, panting and glistening with sweat and cum. Linda rolled off him onto her back, chest heaving. Bobby looked down at the creamy blend of their combined ejaculate coating his softening penis and glistening on his abdomen.
They basked in the afterglow, exhausted and sated from their explosive, unpenetrated climaxes. The musky scent of sex hung heavy in the air.
Linda gasped, her breath stolen by the intensity of the moment. A small smile played across her lips as she looked into Bobby's eyes.
"My God...what are you doing to me?" Her voice was breathless and filled with a mixture of surprise and pleasure.
Bobby couldn't help but smile in response. "Sorry," he said, but his tone betrayed his true feelings.
Linda let out a soft giggle. "No you're not."
"Okay...I'm not. Are you sorry?" he asked, his eyes never leaving hers.
"Sorry?" she repeated, sitting up and straddling him.
"Yeah...sorry we did this?"
"No...no I'm not." Linda's voice was low and seductive as she gazed down at him with a mischievous grin.
Suddenly, the ringing of a cell phone interrupted their intense connection. Linda sighed and reached for her phone, which was hidden in the pocket of her sundress.
"That would be your father, wondering where the hell we are," she said with a hint of annoyance, finding it hard to tear herself away from Bobby's embrace.
Before she answered the call, her mind raced for an excuse that would satisfy both her husband and their current situation. "Parent-teacher conference," she thought quickly.
"Are you gonna tell him?" Bobby joked, knowing the consequences if they were caught together.
Linda raised an eyebrow playfully. "Yeah, do feel like dying today? He would murder us both."
They shared a laugh before Linda continued with her plan to deceive her unsuspecting husband.
Linda's voice sang out into her phone, carrying a sense of warmth and familiarity. "Hey honey!" she chimed.
"No, Bobby had parent teacher conferences today...I forgot to tell you...I'm sorry," Linda said, her words tumbling out in a rush. She
settled back against her son Bobby, resting her head on his shoulder as she spoke to her husband.
Despite the distractions around her, Linda managed to focus on the conversation at hand. "Actually Bobby's doing really well...he's focusing on exactly what he needs to during class," she reported with pride. But deep down, she couldn't help but think about how Bobby was also focused on something else, something more carnal.
As they talked, Bobby boldly ran his hands down the smooth curve of his mother's back before firmly gripping onto the ample swell of her buttocks. In response, Linda barely flinched or reacted, completely engrossed in her chat with her husband.
Bobby couldn't believe his luck - here he was at Orgy Shores with his mom while she chatted away with dad. Her soft breasts pressed against his chest and he took advantage of the situation by slipping his fingers into the crack of her ass and teasing her puckered anal ring.
"That sounds good sweetie. If you wanna start up the grill Bobby and I should get home before they arrive and we'll throw the burgers on." Despite her nonchalant tone, Linda showed little concern for her son's wandering hands.
Bobby brazenly nuzzled his face into his mother's soft, squishy cleavage, kissing and licking her inner slopes. He moved his finger between her ass cheeks and teasingly circled her puckered asshole. Linda let out a small gasp but continued chatting with her husband, trying to maintain a normal tone.
"Mmhmm, that sounds great honey. I'll have Bobby help out as soon as we get home," she said breathlessly into the phone.
Bobby took that as his cue and slowly pushed his finger past the tight ring of muscle, burying it knuckle-deep in his mom's hot anal passage.
Linda bit her lip to stifle a moan, her body tensing and shuddering slightly against her son. Her fat tits heaved as she took a deep breath to compose herself. "Yep, burgers will be ready by the time they arrive. Can't wait to see you!" she chirped with feigned enthusiasm.
While Linda wrapped up the call, Bobby pumped his finger in and out of her tight asshole, savoring the forbidden thrill of fingering his own mother during a mundane phone conversation with his father. He could feel her anal walls clenching around his probing digit.
"Okay, love you too! Bye!" Linda quickly ended the call and tossed the phone aside. She looked down at Bobby with a mischievous glint in her eye. "You are SO bad! I can't believe you did that while I was on the phone with your father!" she playfully scolded. But the flush on her cheeks and her heaving bosom betrayed her arousal.
Bobby just grinned as he continued to work his finger in and out of her tightly gripping asshole.
"Does dad ever stick his penis in there?" the boy asked. With a mischievous grin, he slipped his entire finger inside her, causing her to gasp and shudder with pleasure. Linda's breath caught as she tried to regain her composure.
"Not as much as he used to," she replied, a hint of sadness creeping into her voice. "Your dad is getting older and his drive isn't what it used to be."
Bobby's eyes widened in surprise. "If I were him, I'd make love to you every day. I'd even stick it in your butt."
Linda laughed at his boldness. "Only once a day?"
"Okay...twice a day," Bobby said, smirking.
"How about three times?" Linda countered, playfully raising an eyebrow.
"As many times as you want," Bobby replied confidently.
Linda couldn't help but smile, imagining the endless possibilities. "Wow, I'd never get anything done."
Linda subtly thrust her hips back, grinding her ass against Bobby's probing finger as she spoke. "Mmm, you know, we moms may seem sweet and innocent, but the truth is, we're insatiable when it comes to sex. If I had my way, I'd spend all day pleasuring a hard cock with my mouth and pussy."
She let out a breathy moan as Bobby worked his finger deeper into her tight rear entrance. "There's nothing better than wrapping my lips around a throbbing shaft and sucking until I'm rewarded with a hot load of cum. And feeling a rock-hard dick plunging in and out of my dripping wet slit... Ungh, I can never get enough!"
As her son slowly withdrew his finger from her slick anus, Linda let out a soft moan and crawled off of him. Her eyes were drawn to his glistening member, still hard as a rock despite their recent activities.
"You're still so hard," she said, feeling her own arousal building again.
"Yeah, I guess I am." Bobby replied with a proud smirk.
"The stamina of youth." Linda purred, her gaze fixated on the long, veiny cock in front of her. Its large bell-shaped head seemed to beckon to her, promising pleasure beyond imagination.
"Could a cock like that truly reach all the way into her heart?" Linda couldn't help but wonder.
"Oh Bobby, you have sperm all over you," she said, reaching for her panties and using them to wipe off his stomach. But as she did so, his throbbing member bumped against her huge, dangling titties and gradually slid down until a few inches disappeared between her cavernous cleavage.
"Gotcha!" Linda giggled, pressing her breasts together to trap her son's dick-meat in between them.
She gazed down at his boner as if speaking to it. "Where do you think you're going?"
"He has a mind of his own, I suppose," Bobby chuckled.
"Well this is certainly an interesting sight," Linda said with a mischievous glint in her eye as they both admired the half-swallowed shaft nestled between her boobies.
"I think I've come up with the perfect nicknames for us," the mother said playfully.
"What?" Bobby asked.
"Boobs n Boners," she answered, grinning mischievously.
"I love it," Bobby chuckled.
"So do I," She purred seductively. "The perfect nicknames seeing as we're both so well endowed in those areas."
As Bobby stood up from the blanket, his rigid member jutted out firmly from his groin, bobbing slightly with each movement. A large, viscous drop of pre-cum began to ooze from the tip, slowly stretching into a glistening string.
Linda's eyes widened as she saw the sticky fluid dripping downward. In a flash, she dropped to her knees in front of her son, opened her mouth wide, and extended her tongue.
The clear string of pre-cum landed directly on her eager tongue. She slurped it up hungrily, not allowing a single drop to escape and splatter on the floor.
"Mmm, you taste so good, baby," Linda purred, savoring the slightly salty, tangy flavor of her son's essence. Her lips curled into a naughty smile as she gazed up at him with smoldering desire in her eyes.
Still on her knees, Linda wrapped her fingers around the base of Bobby's throbbing shaft, admiring the power muscle at its root. She pumped her fist up and down a few times, coaxing out another large bead of pre-goo. It pooled on the swollen head before beginning to drip off.
Linda quickly flicked out her long tongue, catching the pearly fluid before it could fall. She lapped at Bobby's sensitive slit, gathering up every bit of his nectar.
"You're leaking so much, sweetie. Mom's gonna make sure none of it goes to waste," Linda cooed before taking the head into her warm, wet mouth and suckling gently, eager to drink down more of her son's delicious juices.
Bobby put his hands on his hips and gazed down into her beautiful eyes as she nursed on his crown for several minutes. He sighed as he felt her lively tongue swirl and flicker around his sensitive glans.
When they arrived home, Linda pulled the car into their garage and shut off the engine. Bobby slumped down in the passenger seat, feeling both embarrassed and elated. His shorts were still soaked from their ejaculations, leaving him naked from the waist down.
"Stay put. I'll sneak you out some dry clothes in a few minutes," Linda said with a chuckle as she turned to face her son.
"Thanks mom...for today," Bobby replied sheepishly.
"I let you cross some serious boundaries with me today, slugger. I'm assuming you want things like that to continue?" Linda asked, raising an eyebrow at her son.
"Hell yeah!" Bobby answered eagerly.
"Then here are the rules...Number one: what we do is between you and I only...got it?" she said sternly, making sure he understood the seriousness of their situation.
"Yep," he answered, nodding his head. "Got it."
"Number two: we only play when and where I decide...period," she reiterated firmly.
"Okay," Bobby nodded again, understanding the importance of following her rules.
"And number three: I meant what I said about your school-work. I truly believe that the priority of a boy your age is his penis, but if yours wants the kind of attention it got today...then you're gonna need to keep your grades up," Linda explained gently but firmly.
"I will. I promise," Bobby vowed sincerely, grateful for his mother's support and guidance.
Linda leaned closer, her eyes boring intently into her son's. "And one other thing. If we keep going down this path together, it's only a matter of time before we end up having sex. Full-on, naked, passionate fucking. Mother and son joined as intimately as two people can be. Once I let you slide that hard young cock into my wet, hungry pussy...I don't think I'll ever be able to give it up. I'll crave it constantly, day and night. I'll be utterly possessive of your dick, always wanting it in my mouth or between my legs. My pussy will
ache for you when you're at school. I'll masturbate thinking about you fucking me. I'll get jealous of any girl that even looks at you."
She cupped his face tenderly. "So if we do this, if we cross that final taboo line as lovers, I need you to be patient and understanding with how obsessed and insatiable I may become. This kind of forbidden intimacy between a mother and son...it runs deep and powerful. It may change me, make me act in ways I never imagined. But it will all be out of an intense, feverish love and desire for you and your cock. Can you handle that, baby? Can you deal with your mom turning into a cock-hungry slut for you?"
Bobby swallowed hard, his head spinning with arousal at his mother's shocking, erotic words. The thought of her needing and craving him so desperately, of her perfect body naked and writhing beneath him, of sinking his aching cock into her hot, slick depths... it was almost too much to process. But he wanted it more than anything.
"Yes mom," he replied hoarsely, "I can handle it. I WANT it."
"Good boy," Linda purred, giving his naked dick a squeeze. "Now wait here. I'll be right back with some dry clothes."
Under normal circumstances, Bobby would have avoided family gatherings. However, after the wild events of the day, he found himself craving the comfort and closeness of his mother.
As the family chatted and laughed together, Bobby lingered in the background, stealing glances at his beautiful mother whenever he could. Linda had just showered and was now dressed in a short, pale-pink polyester skirt and a thin, white cotton tee. The soft fabric hugged her curves and accentuated her long legs. With each step she took in her dainty mules, Bobby could hear the distinct click of her heels against the hardwood floor.
Every now and then, Linda's eyes would lock onto Bobby's and roam up and down his body like a seductive woman in a nightclub admiring a handsome man across the room. In that moment, all rational thoughts fled from Linda's mind as she couldn't help but think how incredibly handsome her son was. Her desire for him consumed her thoughts, drowning out any sense of reason.
Bobby couldn't deny the rush of excitement he felt every time his mother's gaze lingered on him, accompanied by a cute little wink. It was wrong, it was taboo, but there was no denying the intense chemistry between them.
Beth, Bobby's Grandmother, watched intently as her daughter Linda and Grandson Bobby exchanged flirtatious glances across the room. The sexual tension radiating between them was palpable.
A wicked smile crossed the grandmother's face. She knew exactly what forbidden desires were smoldering in their minds.
Casually, Beth pulled Bobby aside into the kitchen, out of earshot of the rest of the family. "I see the way you and your mother have been eye-fucking each other all night," she purred conspiratorially. "Don't try to deny it."
Bobby's face flushed red with embarrassment and arousal. "Grandma, I don't know what you're talking about..." he stammered unconvincingly.
"Oh please," Beth scoffed with a knowing smirk. "I may be old but I'm not blind. You want her. And she clearly wants you too."
She placed a wrinkled hand on his thigh, leaning in close. "Pursue her, Bobby. Take her to bed. Let your mother show you unimaginable carnal pleasures."
The young man swallowed hard, his cock stiffening in his jeans at his grandmother's lurid encouragement. "You really think I should? Isn't it wrong though?"
"Life's too short to deny your deepest urges," Beth replied, giving his leg a squeeze. "Your mom is an insatiable minx in the sack. And oh, the way she sucks a dick... like a wet, tight vacuum milking out every drop. She'll make you explode harder than you knew possible."
Bobby let out a shaky exhale, dizzy with lust. His mind was made up. He was going to fuck his mom tonight. "Okay Grandma... I'll do it. I'll fuck her if she lets me."
"Atta boy!" the old woman cackled impishly, giving his ass a firm slap. "Now go get her, tiger. Make me proud."
Bobby stepped out onto the dimly lit back deck, his heart pounding with anticipation. In the shadows, he could make out the curvy silhouette of his mother leaning against the railing.
She turned to face him, her jutting tit-mounds wobbling and straining against the thin fabric of her low-cut blouse.
"There you are," Linda purred, sauntering towards him with a seductive sway of her hips. "I was hoping we could have some alone time."
Bobby gulped, his mouth suddenly dry. "Oh yeah? What did you have in mind, Mom?"
She pressed her body flush against his, her mountainous, spongy breasts mashing into his firm pecs. Bobby inhaled sharply, intoxicated by the scent of her perfume and the heat of her skin.
Linda snaked her arms around his neck, leaning in close until her lips brushed his ear. "I was thinking we could take a little walk," she breathed hotly. "Maybe to the playground down the street that's
always deserted at this hour. We would have total privacy to...get better acquainted."
As she spoke, Linda boldly cupped the growing bulge in Bobby's jeans, massaging his stiffening cock through the denim. A groan escaped his throat at her brazen touch. His hips involuntarily bucked, pressing his erection more firmly into his mother's eager hand.
"How does that sound, baby?" Linda cooed, giving him a teasing squeeze. "Wanna sneak off and fool around with Mommy like a couple of horny teenagers?"
Bobby's head spun, overwhelmed by forbidden lust. His grandmother's encouraging words echoed in his mind. Life was too short to deny his deepest urges.
"God yes!" he growled, grabbing Linda's plump ass possessively.
"Get a room you two!" Beth said with a knowing smirk as she stepped out onto the deck. Bobby and Linda jumped apart guiltily, but Beth just chuckled and sauntered over to them, her hips swaying.
"Oh don't stop on my account," she purred, looking between them with a mischievous twinkle in her eye. "As a mother of three strapping boys myself, I know exactly what you're both feeling right now. That electric, forbidden desire..."
She placed a hand on Bobby's shoulder and the other on Linda's, her voice low and conspiratorial. "Bobby, there's nothing quite like burying yourself between a mother's huge, warm tits. Feeling her skilled pussy gripping you as you fuck her senseless. And Linda, sweetheart, I promise you that teenage cock will make you scream like you never have before. So eager and energetic and insatiable."
Beth grinned wickedly and gave them both a little push towards each other. "Go on now, don't be shy. Give in to that taboo lust. Sneak off
and be bad together. Enjoy every sinful second. Trust me, you won't regret a single moment of pleasure."
Bobby and Linda gazed at each other, their faces flushed and eyes dark with desire. Beth's encouragement had demolished any lingering doubts or hesitation. Linda grabbed Bobby's hand and urgently pulled him towards the front door.
They hurried to the nearby playground, hands clasped tightly together. As they walked, Linda spoke breathlessly. "Your grandmother is so wise. She wants what's best for us both. She wants us to let loose and fuck our brains out, to experience pure pleasure together."
Bobby nodded eagerly, his cock already straining against his jeans at the thought. When they reached the deserted park, Linda kicked off her heels. Giggling, she took off running across the grass, her oversized breasts bouncing heavily beneath her thin sundress. Bobby sprinted after her, his heart pounding with exhilaration and lust.
Linda reached the children's wooden play fort first. She climbed up the ladder and disappeared inside the small structure.
"Boooner," Linda called down teasingly from above. Her voice was thick with desire.
Bobby hurried over to the pole that rose up through the floor of the play fort, his pulse racing. He gazed up and saw his gorgeous mother straddling the circular opening, her long tanned legs spread wide. She squatted down, resting on her toes, gripping the pole between her thighs.
The crotch of her thin white panties was pulled taut against her pussy mound. Bobby could clearly make out the plump, protruding lips of her labia pressed against the sheer fabric. A damp spot darkened the material, betraying her intense arousal.
Linda's huge breasts heaved with each excited breath she took. Her stiff nipples tented the front of her flimsy sundress obscenely. She rubbed herself slowly against the pole, eyes locked with Bobby's.
"Climb up here and fuck me, baby boy," she purred down at him. "Mommy needs that big hard teenage cock inside her right now. I'm so fucking wet for you."
Bobby grabbed the pole and shimmied up it eagerly. When he reached the top of the play fort, he saw his mom posed seductively near the wobbly rope bridge that connected to another platform.
She had her back to him and was slowly peeling her lacy white panties over the perfect globes of her shapely ass. Bobby watched transfixed as the flimsy material slid down, revealing more and more of her smooth, tanned buns.
Linda stopped tugging her panties down when they were just below the succulent curves of her meaty buttocks, framing them enticingly. She looked back over her shoulder at her son, her eyes smoldering with lust. "See something you want?" She teased.
Reaching back, she squeezed and kneaded the plump cheeks, her red nails sinking into the yielding flesh, pulling them apart slightly. Bobby caught a glimpse of her tight puckered asshole nestled between the rounded mounds.
"Does my long-necked monster wanna come out and play in mommy's warm, wet cave?" she asked breathily, licking her lips.
Bobby nodded dumbly, rendered speechless by the erotic sight before him. His raging erection throbbed almost painfully in the confines of his jeans.
Linda turned to fully face him, her pendulous breasts swaying hypnotically with the movement. She crooked a finger at him. "Then
come and get it, baby," she purred, running playfully across the bridge.
Bobby took off after his mom, his heart pounding with excitement and anticipation. He raced across the rickety rope bridge, the planks swaying precariously under his feet. Linda had already disappeared into the small tower platform on the other side.
Ducking through the low doorway, Bobby found himself pressed up against his mother in the tight confines of the space, barely big enough for two people. Linda's large, heavy breasts mashed against his chest as she threw her arms around his neck, pulling him close.
She dove hungrily at his mouth, planting a series of wet, sloppy kisses on his lips. Then her lips parted and her long, dexterous tongue snaked out, probing insistently at the seam of his mouth. Bobby opened for her eagerly and Linda's tongue plunged inside, finding his own.
Their tongues met and began an erotic dance, twisting and twining together passionately. Linda's skilled tongue dominated his, lashing and thrusting in a blatant imitation of sex.
She brought one toned leg up and hooked it around his hip, opening herself to him as she ground her pelvis against the bulge of his cock.
Linda's fingers flew to the waistband of her skimpy panties. With a few frantic tugs, she yanked the flimsy material down her long, shapely legs and kicked them away impatiently.
Her warm honey-pot now fully exposed, she reached for the button of Bobby's jeans, popping it open deftly. But before she could lower his zipper, Bobby twisted away playfully.
"Uh-uh-uh, mom," he teased with a mischievous grin. "You have to catch me first!"
Bobby made a move to dart past her curvy form and out of the cramped tower room. But quick as a flash, Linda's hand shot out and grabbed him by the arm. "Get back here, young man!" she plyfully ordered.
With a powerful yank, she sent him tumbling onto his back on the wooden floor.
Pouncing on top of him like a tigress, Linda attacked his clothes in a lustful frenzy. Buttons popped and flew as she ripped open his shirt. Her long red nails raked down his now bare chest. "Thinking you could get away from me," she purred.
Bobby's hands were just as busy, pushing up the hem of her short sundress. He grabbed two handfuls of her ripe, heart-shaped ass, kneading the firm flesh. Linda moaned gutturally at his touch.
She took hold of the neckline of her dress and with one mighty heave, threw it right off, causing her massive tits to spring free and bobble all over her boy.
Now naked, Linda fumbled with Bobby's zipper, finally getting it down. She tugged his jeans and underwear off together, letting his huge, throbbing cock slap up against his stomach.
"Mmmm, there's my big boy," she purred appreciatively, wrapping her fingers around his girthy shaft.
Linda gripped Bobby's thick, pulsing shaft firmly and began stroking it with fast, rough yanks. His engorged cockhead turned a deep purple as she pumped him vigorously, tugging his foreskin up and down. Pearly beads of pre-cum oozed from the tip, splattering onto his stomach and her hands as she jerked him off feverishly.
"Gonna stuff this big fat cock in my hungry cunt," Linda growled, her eyes wild with lust. She shifted forward, positioning the bulbous head of his dick at the slick, pink entrance to her womanhood.
With a guttural moan, she shoved her hips downward, plowing his spongy glans through her wet slit. Her slippery folds parted as she impaled herself on his veiny cock, engulfing him in her scorching heat.
Bobby let out a strangled groan at the exquisite sensation of her velvety walls gripping him like a vice.
"Unnghh fuck yeah, fill me up baby!" Linda wailed, plunging down until every thick inch was buried to the hilt in her aching snatch. She began to bounce on him wildly, her huge tits jumping and rippling hypnotically with every impact of her ass against his thighs.
Bobby reached up to maul her giant breasts, pinching and rolling the stiff nipples between his fingers. Linda threw her head back in ecstasy, riding his cock like a woman possessed as the wet sounds of their frantic coupling filled the abandoned playground.
Bobby groaned in pleasure as Linda's slick, pink vaginal walls stretched and clenched around his throbbing cock. Her swollen, puffy labia gripped his girth like a glove, the delicate inner folds caressing every ridge and vein of his meaty shaft.
With each downward plunge, the bulbous head of his erection kissed the entrance to her womb, prodding the small, puckered opening of her cervix.
Linda's molten core squelched obscenely as she rode him, gushing hot feminine nectar that coated his balls and matted his pubic hair. The plush lining of her sex canal rippled along his length, massaging him from base to tip as she rose and fell in a wild, frenzied rhythm. Her muscles fluttered and spasmed, bearing down on him with exquisite pressure.
Bobby felt like his cock was melting inside the searing furnace of her cunt, dissolving into the slippery wetness. The sensation was
incredible, every nerve ending singing with blissful friction as their bodies joined over and over.
Her greedy pussy seemed to suck him in deeper with each thrust, hungry for more of his rock-hard flesh.
He watched in awe as his glistening pole disappeared between her cream-slicked folds, only to reemerge coated in her fragrant juices. Her engorged, throbbing clit ground against his pubic bone, zings of electricity shooting through them both at the contact.
Linda sobbed and shuddered above him, her velvety birthing-tunnel constricting almost painfully around his sensitive cock.
"Fuck, you're so deep! I'm gonna cum on this big dick!" she wailed, throwing her head back in abandon. Her lush body writhed and bounced as she chased her rapidly building climax, desperately seeking the ultimate pleasure.
Bobby watched in mesmerized fascination as Linda's humongous tits swayed and bounded inches from his face. The heavy globes quivered with each impact of her body slamming down onto his rigid cock, sending shockwaves rippling through the pliant flesh. Her dusky nipples were hard as diamonds, straining outward from the jiggling mounds.
Unable to resist any longer, the boy craned his neck and captured one of the tempting buds in his mouth. He suckled it deep past his lips, drawing on it forcefully. The spongy areola puckered between his teeth as he laved the sensitive tip with his tongue. He pressed his face into the giving flesh, nuzzling into the doughy fullness of her breast as he nursed.
"Oh god yes, suck Mom's titties!" Linda cried out, clutching his head tighter to her heaving chest. She ground her dripping sex harder onto
his throbbing shaft with each downward undulation. "Mmm, get them all wet in your mouth. Ahhhh fuck!"
Moaning around his mouthful, Bobby felt his powerful cock-root sustain the force of her violent fuck-thrusts, driving his unyielding rod up into the core of her womanhood.
The teen switched to her other nipple, suckling it with the same greedy hunger. He kneaded and squeezed the overflowing handfuls, relishing how they overflowed his palms. He felt smothered and consumed by the warm, fragrant pillows engulfing his face. Her stiff peaks scraped across his cheeks as she bucked and thrashed in wanton ecstasy.
Suddenly, Linda went rigid above him and let out a piercing shriek. Her molten sheath rippled and clenched wildly along his dong as she exploded in a devastating orgasm.
Copious gushes of liquid girl-cum sprayed from her spasming hole, drenching him in her essence. The milking contractions seemed to suck the cum right out of his balls and with a hoarse bellow, Bobby unleashed a torrent of thick, scalding seed deep in his mother's convulsing depths.
The boy growled like a feral beast into the plush flesh of Linda's heaving breasts as he felt his balls tighten and contract. His fingers dug into the doughy mounds, gripping them tightly as his climax crashed through him.
"Unngghh fuck, Mom!" he grunted, voice muffled by the smothering tit-flesh engulfing his face. His pelvis jerked and bucked upwards frantically, driving his erupting cock as deep as possible into his mother's spasming sheath.
Searing ropes of boy-cum rocketed out of him, painting Linda's clutching walls with thick spurts of his essence. Each powerful
contraction of his shaft sent another heavy gush splattering against her rippling tunnel. Scalding jets of boycream pumped into her again and again, flooding her unprotected womb with his virile seed.
"Oh god baby, yesss! Give Mommy all that hot cum!" Linda wailed, head thrown back in utter bliss. Her nails scraped angry red lines down his heaving back as she clung to him, grinding her convulsing slit down to take every drop. "Fill me up with it! Breed me with your thick jizz!"
Bobby groaned long and low into her jiggling tits, hips still jolting with each heavy spurt. He could feel the searing lake of his release overflowing her fluttering sheath, excess cream spurting out to mat his coarse pubes and drool down to his churning balls.
His penis throbbed and kicked violently within the vice-like grip of her vagina, pumping out a seemingly endless stream of potent spunk.
Finally, the intense pulses trailed off into weak twitches and Bobby collapsed back onto the wood platform, chest heaving.
Linda mewled shakily and slumped against him, quivering through the aftershocks still zinging through her nerves. They lay tangled together, hearts pounding as one, both basking in the warm afterglow of their explosive mutual climax.
Fifteen minutes passed before Linda and her son emerged from the playhouse, freshly dressed and hand in hand once again. This time, their steps led them towards their home, their pace leisurely as they strolled along.
With a gentle squeeze of his hand, Linda turned to Bobby with a concerned look. "Are you okay?" she asked, her voice filled with love and worry.
Bobby let out a sigh before responding. "Oh yeah. I just wish I could have lasted longer."
Linda smiled at him reassuringly. "Oh my sweet boy, you did wonderful," she said, stopping to turn towards him.
"Thanks," Bobby replied gratefully.
"If you're interested in extending the experience...I'm sure your old mom has a few tricks she can teach you," Linda teased playfully.
Bobby's face lit up with excitement. "Cool... Instead of two minutes we can go for two hours."
"Or four hours," Linda added, placing her hands on his shoulders.
"That would be sweet," Bobby agreed eagerly.
"Or maybe...just maybe...I could keep you going all night," Linda said with a mischievous grin.
Bobby's eyes widened in surprise and anticipation. "That'll be pretty tough with dad around."
Linda chuckled slyly. "Well, I guess I'll just have to get creative, won't I? Find ways to have you inside me whenever and wherever I can."
"I like the sound of that," Bobby said with a devilish smile.
"Me too, my sweet boner. Me too," Linda replied, as they continued up the walkway hand in hand, ready to explore new depths of pleasure together.
Several days after their passionate encounter, one of Bobby's resilient sperm found its way to Linda's waiting egg deep within her fallopian tube. The flagellum of the hardy sperm propelling it forward, pushed through the outer layers of the egg with its acrosome enzymes. As the genetic material of mother and son
combined, the nuclei fused and began to rapidly divide, forming a zygote.
The fertilized egg journeyed down the fallopian tube over the next few days, continuing to multiply into a solid ball of cells called a morula. Reaching Linda's nutrient-rich uterus, the morula matured into a hollow blastocyst and began to implant in the spongy uterine wall. Specialized cells invaded the lining, establishing a connection to Linda's blood supply. The inner cell mass continued to differentiate into an embryo while forming placental tissue.
Hormonal changes in Linda's body, triggered by the implantation, halted her menstrual cycle. Her belly would soon begin to swell with new life created from the forbidden union with her own son. Little did Linda and Bobby know, their carnal exploration had taken root, forever binding mother and child through the miracle of life sparked by lustful desire.
Nine months later, the forbidden fruit of their lustful union was nearing ripeness within Linda's straining womb. Her once trim waistline had ballooned into a massive, swollen baby ball, stretch marks snaking across the taut skin. Linda's breasts, engorged with milk for the impending arrival, had swelled to an almost comical size, the dark nipples perpetually erect.
As her due date approached, Linda found herself in an almost constant state of sexual arousal, her hormones raging out of control. She needed Bobby more than ever, craving the touch of her virile young lover who put her in this condition.
Linda and her boy seized every opportunity to satisfy their insatiable lust, engaging in risky trysts whenever Linda's husband was occupied or out of the house. In the laundry room, Linda bent over the rumbling dryer, her heavy boobs and belly swaying beneath her as
Bobby took her from behind, the vibrations pushing them both to powerful climaxes.
While Linda's husband watched TV in the living room, the incestuous lovers coupled frantically in the kitchen, Linda perched on the edge of the counter, legs spread wide to accommodate her swollen middle.
Bobby drove into his mother's slick heat, burying his face in her massive cleavage to muffle his groans of pleasure. His veiny meat-sword pummeled through the engorged tightness of her sleeve, working out the gushing juices of her ejaculation.
One morning, as Linda's husband showered before work, her and Bobby copulated on the still-warm bed, Linda on her hands and knees, gravid belly brushing the sheets as Bobby plowed into her from behind. They came together in a rush of ecstasy, trying to stifle their cries as the shower shut off in the adjacent bathroom.
Even in the final weeks of pregnancy, the two met in the dim basement, Linda lowering herself onto Bobby's long, meaty pipe, riding her son slowly and sensuously as he suckled hungrily at her milk-heavy breasts.
They clutched each other desperately as passion overtook them, heedless of Linda's impending delivery and lost in a forbidden world of pleasure all their own.
Linda gazed down at her son with heavy-lidded eyes, intoxicated with lust. "Oh Bobby, you gorgeous boy," she purred as she rode him slowly, feeling the knob of his cock massage her birth-ready cervix. "Your cock feels so good stretching me open. So big and hard and perfect."
She rolled her hips sensually, savoring the exquisite friction of him sliding in and out of her slick heat. "Mmmm, you fill me up so much better than your father ever could. He can't even compare to you."
Bobby groaned, his fingers digging into the soft flesh of her hips as he pumped up into her, seating her shaved outer lips on the base of his prick with every thrust. Linda's wanton words inflamed his desire to a fever pitch.
"That's it baby, fuck your mother just like that," Linda rasped, her massive breasts bouncing around her boy's face with every undulation. "Harder! Faster! Make me come all over your beautiful cock!"
Bobby pistoned his hips frantically, the obscene wet sounds of their coupling filling the dank basement air. "Oh god mom, you're so fucking sexy," he grunted. "I love fucking your tight married pussy. You're mine, all mine."
"Yes, yes, I'm yours!" Linda cried, throwing her head back in abandon. "My body belongs to you. Only you can satisfy me now. Ruin me for anyone else!"
Their breathless declarations of lust pushed them both over the edge. Linda came with a silent scream of rapture, her cunt clamping down on Bobby's spurting cock as he filled her with his ejaculating seed.
Bobby's pulsating erection twitched and jerked deep inside Linda's quivering sex. The twin columns of erectile tissue running the length of his shaft, clenched rhythmically as climax overtook him. Beneath the base, his root-muscles contracted powerfully, their primal spasms propelling gush after gush of his potent seed through the spongy urethra bisecting his rod.
The teen's swollen testicles, factories of virile semen, drew up tightly in their wrinkled sack as they unleashed their heavy load. Peristaltic waves rippled up his vas deferens, sending thick ropes of pearly ejaculate surging through his cock and erupting from the flaring head in a molten flood. Spurt after spurt painted Linda's receptive womb as her cervix hungrily drank down her son's bountiful offering.
"Yes, give me your baby batter! Knock me up again!" Linda wailed deliriously, the sensation of Bobby's hot, teenage cum jetting against her inner walls triggering a second, shattering orgasm.
Her vagina undulated around him, milking his bucking pole for every last drop as her body sought to pull his essence deeper. Her own feminine spray cascaded down his pelvis and dripped from his quivering nuts.
Their forbidden coupling reached a shuddering crescendo, the intensity bordering on painful bliss, before tapering off into warm, throbbing aftershocks of rapture.
Bobby groaned in sated relief, his twitching penis still nestled in the welcoming heat of his mother's satisfied sex.
Linda's body ached with need as her due date drew near. Her massively swollen belly and milk-engorged breasts made every movement a sensual challenge. She waddled to Bobby's room, finding him lounging on the bed.
"I need you," she purred, struggling out of her maternity dress to reveal her ripe, full figure.
Bobby drank in the sight of his mother's transformed body, his manhood stirring to attention. He reached out and caressed her humongous sensitive breasts, eliciting a moan from his mom.
She clambered onto the bed, assuming their favorite position on her hands and knees, her giant belly swaying beneath her.
Bobby knelt behind Linda's upturned bottom, sliding his hard shaft between her slick folds. She gasped as he filled her, her walls stretching to accommodate him.
The teen grasped her wide hips and began thrusting, relishing the way her plump cheeks jiggled with each impact.
Linda pushed back against him, matching his rhythm. The lewd slapping of skin on skin mingled with her wanton moans. Her huge breasts swung back and forth, the nipples grazing the sheets. The added stimulation sent shockwaves of pleasure through her hyper-sensitive body.
"Yes baby, fuck me harder!" she cried, surrendering to the ecstasy of their incestuous coupling.
Bobby obliged, pounding into her gushing sex with abandon. Linda's fingers curled into the sheets as she felt the pressure building deep inside. Her climax crashed over her in intense waves, her inner muscles clenching around Bobby's pistoning cock. With a final thrust, he buried himself to the hilt, spilling his seed deep in the same womb that bore him.
They collapsed together onto the bed, hands roaming over sweat-slicked skin. Bobby spooned Linda from behind, one hand cupping her belly while the other teased her nipples. Even as the afterglow faded, Linda felt her lust building again, eager to ravage her young stud in every position imaginable before their baby arrived.
One hot summer afternoon, unable to stand it any longer, Linda texted Bobby and demanded he come home from school immediately. He arrived to find his mother waiting in the bedroom wearing nothing but a sheer robe that did little to conceal her pregnant curves.
Linda practically tackled Bobby onto the marital bed she shared with his father. She tore at his clothes like a wild animal, freeing his hard cock. Straddling him, Linda impaled herself on Bobby's manhood with a guttural moan.
Bobby was soon buried beneath his mother's enormous belly and colossal breasts, smothered in her flesh. He could barely breathe, overwhelmed by her sheer weight and the intoxicating scent of her arousal.
Linda rode her son hard and fast, relentlessly driving herself towards climax as she felt him lick and kiss at the inner contours of her tit-cleavage.
Their bodies glistened with sweat in the afternoon heat as the bed creaked under their rough coupling. Linda used her son like a sex toy, chasing the pleasure she so desperately needed. Her sensitive nipples leaked milk onto his face and chest as she bounced on his cock with abandon.
This was just the latest round in a nine month sexual marathon, the two lovers exploring every position and act imaginable as Linda's belly grew. Neither could get enough, forever pushing boundaries. Making love was never more exciting or satisfying.
Lost in ecstasy, Linda threw her head back and cried out as an intense orgasm ripped through her, vaginal walls clamping down on Bobby's cock like a vice, squirt hot ejaculate out her urethra, soaking his cock and balls.
He exploded deep inside her with a growl, pumping her full of the same potent seed that knocked her up.
Temporarily sated, Linda collapsed onto the bed beside her son and pulled him close. They lay entwined, hands roaming over sweat-slicked skin as their breathing slowed. Soon the lusty gleam would return to Linda's eyes and they'd start again. For now, they basked in the afterglow of taboo passion, eagerly awaiting the arrival of their incestuous love child.
Linda kissed a trail down Bobby's lean heaving chest before taking his slick cock into her mouth, moaning at the mingled taste of their juices. "Mmm, we taste so good together baby," she purred, licking him from base to tip. "Mommy's little stud, I love having your fat dick in my mouth."
She swirled her tongue around the swollen head, flicking the sensitive underside.
Bobby groaned and fisted his hands in her hair. Linda took him deeper, relaxing her throat to engulf his length. She massaged his heavy balls as she sucked him off with loud, wet slurps.
"Fuck mom, just like that!" Bobby panted, lifting his hips to fuck her face. Linda took it eagerly, strings of saliva connecting her lips to his shaft. She released him with a pop.
"You like watching mommy suck your cock? Seeing her pregnant with your baby as she swallows your dick?" Linda rasped, voice husky with lust. She lapped at his sack before drawing one of his fat balls into her mouth to suckle.
"God yes mom, don't stop," Bobby begged, dizzy with pleasure.
Linda worked his cock with one hand while worshipping his balls, nursing on their valedictorian meat. The room filling with obscene sounds.
She deep throated him to the hilt like only a mom could, nose pressed to his groin and luscious lips stretched around his girth.
Linda picked up speed, sucking hard and fast while fondling his ball-sack. Bobby couldn't hold back, spurting hot and thick down his mother's eager throat with a shout. Linda gulped it down, continuing to milk him until he was completely spent.
Coming up for air, she licked her lips and grinned at him wickedly. "Ready for round two, stud?"
The extra-horny mother lowered herself onto her back, spreading her lovely legs open wide in a huge spread eagle pose. Her limber legs splayed apart until her toes pointed towards opposite sides of the bedroom. She was fully exposed and inviting, her pregnant belly rising between her parted thighs.
Bobby anxiously crawled down between her legs, positioning himself at her slick entrance. He clutched his steely boner and plowed its tapered crown through her flanges, enjoying the feel of her labial flesh wetly licking his glans.
The teen thrust forward, sinking deep into her welcoming heat with a groan. Linda cried out in pleasure as he filled and stretched her, her corrugated walls squeezing around his hot, veiny meat.
He began fucking her hard and fast, powerful strokes driving into her again and again. As he rested his full weight against her, Bobby's muscular body was engulfed in the plush softness of his mom's huge tits and swollen belly. He could feel their growing baby squirming and kicking between them as he pounded into his mother.
"Yes baby, just like that! Fuck mommy's pregnant pussy!" Linda urged breathlessly, hands gripping his flexing ass. She lifted her hips skillfully to meet his thrusts, reveling in the sensation of her son's cock moving inside her.
Bobby grunted with effort, pistoning his hips frantically. The wet slap of flesh against flesh filled the room. He bent to suckle her bouncing tits, teasing the sensitive nipples with his tongue. Milk leaked from the engorged peaks and he greedily gulped it down.
"Mom's gonna cum on your big cock! Fill me up baby, I need it!" Linda wailed desperately, nails raking down his back. Her pussy clenched rhythmically around him as her orgasm crashed over her.
Bobby's stamina was incredible after already cumming twice. He was able to fuck his prenatal mom's body like a wild animal for the next two hours straight. His powerful thrusts drove into her again and again, filling the room with the slapping of flesh on flesh and his mother's ecstatic moans.
Linda came over and over on her son's relentless cock, her pregnant body quivering and clenching with each orgasm that crashed through her.
Bobby varied his pace, alternating between deep, steady strokes and frantic, pounding thrusts that had Linda wailing in rapture. He sucked and nibbled at her huge, milk-leaking tits as they bounced with each impact of his hips against hers.
"Oh god baby, don't stop! Fuck mommy harder!" Linda cried deliriously, lifting her hips to take him even deeper. The feel of her son's tireless cock stretching and filling her, with her swollen belly between them, was driving her out of her mind with lust. Her hands roamed his flexing back and ass, urging him on.
Bobby grunted with animalistic need, gripping his mother's abundant hips for leverage as he rutted into her. Sweat dripped down his straining muscles. He could feel her pussy fluttering and clenching around him over and over as he wrung nearly a dozen intense orgasms from her shuddering body.
"I'm gonna cum again!" he panted after two hours of non-stop fucking. "I'm gonna fill you up mom!"
"Yes! Give mommy all your hot cum baby!" Linda screamed, locking her legs around him. With a roar, Bobby buried himself to the hilt in
his mother's spasming pussy and unleashed a massive load deep inside her.
Linda convulsed underneath him, coming again from the sensation of her son's potent seed pumping into her fertile womb. Their ejaculations swirled and splattered together between their slapping genitals, creating a frothy mother-son marinade.
They collapsed together in a sweaty, satisfied tangle of limbs. Bobby softened inside her but stayed hilted in her pussy, savoring the afterglow. He nuzzled into Linda's neck as she stroked his hair lovingly.
"Such a good boy for me," she purred. "Get some rest now. You're gonna need your strength to keep mom satisfied..."
THE END