Raking her finger nails down his back she growled, “Fuck me like you mean it,”
Grunting he raised up until he was once more on his feet, then reached behind his back and unclasped her locked ankles. Bringing her feet around he held her ankles out, forcing her legs to open wider. Glancing down he watched as he pulled his cock back, the shaft slick with her juices. Then savagely he thrust forward burying the entire length inside her dripping cunt. Repeatedly he slammed into her, the force of his penetrations causing her small tits to bounce up and down on her chest.
“YES! YES! YES! FUCK YOUR MOTHER!” she wailed as her son’s cock touched places she’d never had touched before.
“Oh God, Mom, I don’t think I can last much longer,” he groaned through clenched teeth.
“Almost there baby,” she cried out, almost pleading with him to keep going.
Faster and faster he plowed into her sopping wet pussy, the sound of his balls slapping against her upturned ass filling the room. Sweat poured from his brow as he worked to take her over the edge. With his breath coming in ragged gulps, he released one of her ankles and reached down until his thumb was on her clit. Instantly her pussy clamped down around his slick shaft and her bucking grew erratic.
“UUUUUUGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHH!” she let out an earth-shattering scream as the most powerful orgasm of her life rocked her very soul.
Releasing her other ankle her grabbed her by the hips and slammed his cock in as deep as he could get it then just held it there.
“OH SHIT! OH MY GOD! MOOOOMMMMMMMM!” he roared as his balls unleashed a tidal wave of cum into her contracting cunt.
The force of his orgasm caused his legs to wobble. Once his cock quit twitching he used the last of his strength to pull out, then sat on the bed next to her, his upper body falling back onto the bed. Both lay there with their legs hanging over the side of the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling, desperately trying to catch their breath. It was several minutes before either could speak.
“My God, that was unbelievable,” Lauren huffed.
“I’ve never felt anything that good,” Mark chimed in.
The room went silent for a bit until Mark looked over at his mother and said, “How messed up is this, Mom.”
She looked at him and replied, “So messed up.”
Both went back to staring at the ceiling, each caught up in their own thoughts. Several minutes passed then Lauren scooted up onto the bed, so her legs weren’t dangling over. Mark followed her lead, but instead of lying on his back he lay on his side facing her. Reaching out he let his fingertips glide over her breasts then down to the thatch of pubic hair on her mound.
Finally he asked, “So what do we do now?”
“We turn the page and get on with our lives. You’ve freed me from myself, but now I have a bigger problem,” she told him.
“What sort of problem?” he asked, his fingertips slowly drawing circles near her bellybutton.
Turning her head so she could look into his eyes, she replied, “You’ve spoiled me for other men.”
“Does that mean you want to be with me?” he asked, a devilish gleam in his eyes.