“Yes I do,” she said, then she dropped her weight, taking her son’s cock deep inside her wet pussy.
It only took a second, one luxurious slide down his pole and she took all of him to the root. Evelyn’s eyes went wide, mouth agape as she wrestled with the waves of pain and pleasure from her suddenly stuffed vagina. She trembled, and Aiden felt it, the pressure of her vaginal walls squeezing him, her warmth, her fire, her heat. Even the thin membrane of the latex did little to dissipate the sensation of feeling her temperature from within.
He was inside his mother.
Her son was inside her.
“Aiden! Fuck, you’re big,” she barely breathed, breath raspy. Her cunt spasmed, squeezing her son and causing them both to moan in pleasure. “One second, let me… just give me a moment.”
Aiden nodded being at a loss for words. His naked mother in his lap with his cock fully embedded in her womb. His hands rubbed her legs, up her sides, then rested on the round curves of her ass. Her skin was silky smooth, and now he was touching her in places and ways he only dared imagine in the darkest recesses of his fantasies. But this was real, and this woman writhing beneath his hands wanted him as much as he desired her.
“Okay. Okay.” Her breath kept catching with each small shudder, but the pain was gone, replaced with an ungodly amount of pleasure. Cautiously, she rolled her hips, letting barely an inch of his cock escape her velvety grasp before she eased him back inside, lubricating his penis with the moist walls of her vagina.
Over and over she repeated these movements, over and over. Each rocking of the hips, each downward thrust elicited a shared moan between mother and son. Her chest rose and fell, mesmerizing her son who stared as if hypnotized by the bounce of her breasts.
“I… Wow. You’re so beautiful,” Aiden said.
Evelyn felt her heart melt and her pussy flood.
“Thank you, Baby,” she said.
Their rhythm increased, shallow breaths turned to pants as he squeezed the cheeks of her ass, gently lifting his hips to meet her movements. Evelyn moaned deeply as she rode his length, every single inch of him now sliding in and out of her with ease.
“God. You feel so good,” he said.
Aiden felt her slow and he changed his tempo to match. She held his head in her hand, fingers entwined in his hair as she looked at him lovingly, lips pursed as she blew in and out in time with her movements. Her eyes darted back and forth between his, searching for something. She bit her lip and sighed.
“Aiden, my love, stop,” she said as she ceased her rocking in his lap. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I can’t do this.”
He watched with confusion, fighting off the feeling of rejection as his mother suddenly pulled off, his wet cock slapping against his stomach completely covered in her juices. Just as he was about to move, she grabbed his dick with both hands and pulled the condom off completely, tossing the spent rubber on the table behind them where it landed with a splat.
“If we are doing this, we are doing this right,” she said.