All pretenses aside, the boy returned his drooling cock to where it had been before he had initiated his little gambit.
“Here I come mom,” he whispered before slowly pushing his way into her.
Helen’s eyes rolled back into her eye sockets as she felt that familiar, wonderful, and unbelievable sensation of being stretched just before the point of pain. She encouragingly stroked her son’s thighs as he slowly went deeper and deeper into her.
Given how well his plans were going, the boy decided to push his luck. Less than halfway, he quickly withdrew his cock until popped back out, now somewhat shiny from his mother’s juices.
“No-no, don’t stop! Keep going! Pleassee…”
He returned within her, restarting his penetration at an even slower, torturous pace, “I’ve been wondering… if you’re so desperate for it deep, why not ask dad?”
The housewife looked at her spawn with disbelief, “W-what?”
“Well, I was wondering if you’re willing to give up so much just for a deep fucking, how come you don’t just ask your husband to do it for you?”
Helen was furious, “How dare you? I’m not going to answer a question like that.”
The boy only smiled in response as he paused his insertion and began evacuating.
“No!” she whined.
Still withdrawing, the cocky teen asserted, “If you want me, you’re gonna have to be honest.”
“D-damn you… I… I… have! He just can’t… do it!”
Jason paused, maintaining his current depth, “Why not?”
“No! Pleaaaase… please don’t make me…” the conflicted housewife moaned as tears ran down her face.
The teen began massaging her pleasure nub, his cock not moving a centimeter.
The need to intense, Helen finally snapped, “IT’S BECAUSE HIS COCK IS TOO SMALL AND HE CAN’T FUCK WORTH SHIT. I FEEL NOTHING WITH HIM ANYMORE. I CAN ONLY COME WITH YOUR BIG COCK.”
“That’s all I wanted to hear,” Jason said, forcefully driving his cock all the way inside her.
Helen screamed as the anger and guilt within her was washed away by the cool relief of an intense, epileptic orgasm.
For the next three hours, the teenage stud fucked his mother with unprecedented vigor and ferocity as the primal drive to impregnating a mate overtook him for the first time in his life. Sweat poured off his glistening, taut muscles and the boy grunted like an animal as he plowed his partner’s sacred garden implacably. Helen only had seconds during her brief resolution phase after a climax to feel incredible anger at her son for his ploy and incredible guilt at herself for betraying her husband. Before long, her body began trembling and her consciousness faded as she was lost in the youth’s obdurate passion.
Finally, the teen gritted his teeth as his orgasm inevitably approached, “Arrghhhh… I can’t hold on… gonna come inside you!”
Helen’s long nails dug into his shoulders as she held on, “Oh g-god m-me too!”
“AUGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!”
Jason’s urethra yawned as a massive stream of baby batter shot against the pink, slimy ring before it. He yelled obscenely as he nailed his lover to the bed.
As an unprecedented orgasm overtook her, Helen’s mouth popped open, but no sound came out. Although her eyes were wide-open, she saw nothing but big pink hearts as she grunted and spasmed. The fire in her womb seemed to be completely smothered by the seemingly gallon of thick, creamy fluid that filled her passageway.