A Mother’s Work is Never Done! Chapter Two (Incest, Agegap, Oversized cock, Excessive cum, PregRisk)

Oh Tommy had left such a mess on her. But to be honest most of it was in her. He just came so much, and even though she was uncomfortably full, she also felt proud. Her boy was quite the stud. No doubt this much seed would impregnate an entire sorority of coeds. If he had the confidence to deal with them. Lord know’s that taking a look at his massive member would sway quite a few to give him a chance. She took a wet cloth to her face and breasts. Most of her makeup was truly ruined, and she frowned at that. She had to reapply every time he got a hold of her mouth, and she couldn’t get herself to say no when he wanted it. Plus… she still felt just a bit uneasy about letting him use her… other place. Uneasy, but also weak knee’d and light headed at the prospect.

But even unsteady on her feet the attentive mother did her best to correct herself. Wiping off saliva and thick cum, then the heavy tracks of mascara that had ran down her cheeks when she’d spent several seconds a bit out of breath… due to a throat full of cock. And finally she wiped her mouth clean, and reapplied a fresh coat of lip stick. She smiled into the mirror, a lovely display of matriarchal femininity. And with her robe closed up to just a bit of cleavage on display she left the restroom, then out of the master bedroom. She passed by the restroom with the shower running and called in to her son. “Breakfast will be ready shortly Tommy!” She could hear a muffled acknowledgement and went downstairs, a bounce in her step.

It was a shame she already had such a fully tummy, she was an excellent home cook. It was a wonder her boy was as skinny as he was! But she figured it all went to that monster between his legs, and the massive amount of splooge it could produce. And so tasty too, his mothers cooking had to be an influence there. She wondered occasionally about using it as a recipe… Just for her own consumption. Maybe to share with some friends or co-workers. And why did the thought of feeding other women her son’s baby batter just make her positively giddy?

These were the thoughts of the attentive mother as she prepared her son’s meal. A bounce in her step and a slosh in her belly. Tommy came down the stairs with a grin on his still rather youthful face. “Oh man that smells great mom!” She beamed at him and gestured for a chair, the boy took it and quickly dug in. She took a seat across from him, just sipping a bit of tea. “NOM NOM NO-… Uh… Mom, you’re not hungry at all?” He quirked a concerned eyebrow at his mother.

“Oh, no honey. I’m still full from earlier.” She smiled in a almost dreamy haze, but her son actually blushed a bit. “I uh… I guess I put out a lot huh?” She just nodded. The boy swallowed his next bite a bit rougher, looking at his mother’s distant but happy gaze. He noticed she’d cleaned her face, and her lipstick was fresh, glistening on her soft full mouth. His mother as sitting across from him, full… of his cum. He swallowed another bite, then grimaced just a bit. His cock was getting hard again, and straining at his shorts.

Of course she noticed the look. “Darling, whats the matter.” He looked away, bashful even now. “N-nothing mom, I’m good.” She answered this with a stern look, and the son’s face fell. “Mom… I’m hard again.” She blinked, mouth in a slight Oh of surprise. “I know, I know! You just helped me… but I was thinking about it… about your belly being just… full of my…”

“Of your jelly?” She said it with a slight smile, playful. He got a bit more red and nodded. Then spoke in a quiet huskier tone. “Yeah mom… I just filled you with it. All of it, and just for you mom. Its the best part of my day, even better than your cooking.” The woman was now blushing, the compliment meant a lot to her. “I dream about it, knowing my dreams will come true… well most of my dreams.” She frowned at that.

“Honey… I know you want to do more, but it wouldn’t be right. I’m your mother, I’m just here to… help you.” She frowned and stood up, she took his clear plate. Even now she was pleased by her son’s ability to always finish his plate, but she focused on the task and went to start cleaning it. Turning her back on her son.

He looked at her and grit his teeth. His mom was so pretty. Sweet and lovely, with amazing curves and massive perfect tits. But he wanted more. To break that last forbidden barrier. “Mom…” he said the word and his tone made her go stiff, but she didn’t turn around. Approaching from behind he put his hands on her shoulders. “I need it. I need you… Mom… I love you, and I know you’d do… just about anything for me.” She grimaced not looking back. He wasn’t wrong, and part of her hated herself for it. But even now she could feel the heat between her legs answering her sweet little boy’s yearning.

“N-no Tommy.” She spoke in a voice that was quavering more than a little. Behind her, unknown to her, he pushed shorts down and let them fall. “Mom… let me just… help you with that.” She looked up and started to turn her head, but he was already reaching around her. His long and strong young arms reached under her own arms to take a plate, a cloth… and scrub them. She couldn’t quite help but smile, “Oh Tommy…-Ugh! W-what?!” That was when she felt it, his hard length pressing against your plump ass from behind. She had on a robe, her body was covered. He still wanted her fiercely. And as she was distracted he put down the plate and cloth, and his soaking wet hands grabbed at her chest. He yanked her robe open and her son’s firm hands groped her chest with a almost desperate need. He moaned into the back of her neck. “Mooommmmmy…” She let out an answering moan at that word. He didn’t call her that, not anymore. She loved it. And she let him keep fondling her large chest. Till finally he let go, gripped her robe and pulled it back roughly. He pulled it off her shoulders, down her arms, and yanked it aside before tossing it back on the kitchen counter.

And then she really felt it. His hot, hard, massive girth pressing between her legs. Her thick meaty thighs had no thigh gap to speak of at her age, and he ground his cock between them in a ecstatic frenzy. “UNNNG! Oh baby.. this is so…” She finally got some self control. She pushed him back some and whirled. The boy coming face to face with his naked mother.

Her heavy full breast hung down, sprinkled with freckles. Her hips were wide and rounded perfectly, ready to bear a child, or take a thorough and deep breeding. Her stomach was soft with a bit of pudge normally, she hated it. But he loved it, and now it was even more apparent, just a bit distended by his earlier cumshot. And between her legs was the soft bush of her sex, and she knew it was wetter than it appeared now, as she worked hard to resist the urge to push a finger into herself… she really wanted something else, something much larger. And he was equally on display. Her son was like a more perfect form of the husband she had lost years ago. He was on the thin side, skinny with a wiry strength. But that cock… it was like something she’d fantasized about in her darkest most depraved moments. A long thick cock of immense proportions and girth. Thick and long with a fat swollen head of a pink and dark purple hue. And even now it was so hard it angled up to brush against her stomach, thick globs of precum began to push out of the tip and smeared on her smooth belly.

“Oh god… Tommy, how bout- just let me use my mouth baby!” She said it with a hint of desperation, and started to drop to her knees. She wanted it bad, she wanted it in her mouth, between her tits, and feeding her more. She wanted to love and worship that cock. But he shocked her by grabbing her arms stiffly. “Uh uh… Mom… no. I do want your mouth though.” She teared her mouth up from his cock to look into his eyes in the moment before her own son pressed his mouth to hers. Her red lips pushed against his, and they both opened and tongues came to taste each other. His hands groped her body as he did, as was his right. He fondled her fat tits, and squeezed her round ass. And all the while his fat needy cock ground between them.

It might seem silly, a mother who was not so long ago wrapping her lips around her little man’s big shaft, but this kiss was so taboo. She had managed to see herself as just the needed help. Her poor socially crippled son had great needs! And great full sloshing balls… She couldn’t let him be in pain, don’t even mention prostate health! So if she, as a loving mother needed to drain his balls… If she needed to put on some more risque make up to help him relax. Or perhaps wear less clothing so as to not make a mess of it. Oh, her panties? Well, she made a mess of those by herself everything she wrapped her lips around his tool

But this kiss was too far! Her son’s tongue in her mouth was too far… His shaft, getting wetter and slicker as it ground against her mound was… “Hnnnng…” The kiss broke, a string of saliva connecting their lips. She remembered seeing a similar connection going out from her mouth to his tip earlier. She watched her son lick his lips, and smile at his mother. He looked very different there, so much more confident. A part of her caught on that, maybe this… was very good for him. Maybe mommy could help him grow confident this way? Or maybe her cock drunk mind was just searching desperately for any half decent excuse to give in. “Mom… I want this, and I know you want this, Ung!” he finished with a grunt and thrust and his cock ground hard against her, the milfs eyes rolling back in her head.

She kept her eyes up, staring at the ceiling as her will evaporated. “Call… Call me mommy… and put it in side me baby.” She looked down to meet his eyes, a quiet desperation in her eyes. He met her with a look of honest shock and wonder. His head started to bob loosely, then sped up in a rapid nod. “M-mom…” He swallowed, and grinned widely, “Mommy, ok. How bout this.” His hands grabbed at her hips, and he grunted as he spread his legs and lifted. The milf gave a small squawk of surprises as her son lifted her onto the counter behind her and spread her legs. He actually took a step back and just looked at her.

His mom was soft and plump in the best way. He knew she lacked confidence but he always saw her as a wonder. An ideal woman, and the focus of almost every wet dream he’d had since he was learning to ride a bike. Her heavy full breasts, the soft stomach that even now was full of his cum, and her wide hips down to thick thighs. And between the bush covered her pussy. His eyes focused on her entrance, and his mother, she reached down with two fingers and spread herself for him. The woman was panting hard as he pressed the swollen leaking tip of his cock to her entrance. He should have gone a bit slower, but he did not have the self control for that. And with a lusty grunt the young man drove himself into his own mother.

“UNG-Oh god!” Margery cried out as she grabbed onto his shoulders and clung. She hadn’t been with a man in years, and her son was much, much larger than his father. The only time she’d had anything bigger pass through that area it had been- She looked at her son, and a part of her melted at how overwhelmingly taboo, yet fitting it felt. “Oh, you’re back honey…” The words came out in a hazy light headed voice. Tommy answered with panting moans and thrust in deeper before beginning to fuck his mother in a almost mindless frenzy. She also was fairly sure she just took her son’s virginity, and looking down, past her bouncing jiggling tits, she could see less and less of his cock as it pushed into her.

“Oh mmmmommy… Mommy!” He was surprised she wanted to be called that, but now he couldn’t stop. And as he said it her face lifted up, a silly drunk smile on her face. She held her son’s shoulders, and took his cock again and again. It was big and it hurt more than a little, but she’d gagged to the point of almost passing out on it. She could breath clearly and take a little vaginal abuse because her son was feeling soooo goood… For him? For her? Yes. YES. “YESS! FUCK ME BABY! Ung, HNNNG! Fuck your mommy!” She actually teared up a bit as her son sunk all the way in. Her bottom pushed to the edge of the counter and his balls actually hitting it slightly as he drove in and felt her legs wrap around him.

Her words faded into just moans and whimpers as her plunged her depths. She knew she’d be incredibly sore later, but it was worth it. And also she knew her son’s cock well enough now to know it was going to end soon. Oh my, she knew knew her son’s cock that well? That drifting thought hit her and her pussy clenched around him as she slammed into her first orgasm in… Oh god, she didn’t know how many years.

Her nails dug into his shoulder, his back unthinkingly. Tommy grunted, reset his feet, then went even faster. His mothers mouth went open as he hit her from a different angle her orgasm rolled into another one. He watched her struggle to stay looking at him, her eyes kept rolling back. The young man was breathing hard through a wide grin, he was doing it, he was fucking his mother, and making her cum her brains out! She let out a cry and he felt his own orgasm cumming rapidly. “Ung, ung, ung HNNNG!” His wordless grunts as his shaft rammed home, balls tightening, and with a cry of “M-mommy! Oh Gawd!” His cum rocketed into her.

The eager milfs eyes went wide, she could feel it. Oh Jesus, she could feel his cum, so hot, flooding her insides. Her mouth hung open and a bit of drool ran down her chin. His cock ran home in a a couple short staggered thrusts as his orgasm took over and made his entire body shake. Some of that last thrusting was less that, and more just hip spasms. Excess cum flooded her tunnel and leaked out around his cock. It dribbled down his balls and and started to join the pussy juice his sack has dribbled across the cupboard and floor. Finally he just stayed still, breathing hard as his cock softened inside her.

“Mommy… that was… really good.” He leaned close and kissed her. Her mouth kissed back, but she was in a truly cock drunk state. “Oh… Oh baby… You filled me up… Unnng…” She looked at him in a daze, and he smiled at her before slowly pulled out. The mess of thick gooey cum that slid out onto the floor quickly made a puddle. Margery just looked down at it with a lazy smile on face. “So much… Oh my little stud…” She knew that so much more of that cream was inside of her.

She… was not on any birth control of any kind. “Oh my…” She looked up at her smiling proud boy, and gave him a slightly weaker smile. One hand caressed her stomach and her legs finally closed. She winced a bit, sore and tender. She loved her son but wasn’t sure she’d be able to handle him using her like that on the regular… maybe with some practice. But there was no way she’d be able to convince him to just let her use her mouth! Oh, it would be a problem, but the bigger one was the idea of a middle aged woman pregnant with her own grandchild. She swallowed hard, and decided not to worry about all those things, because her son was smiling and leaning in for another kiss. Right now, she just felt good. She’d figure out the rest later.

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