[Incest][M/F][Mom/Son] Mommy Creampied While Caring For Injured Virgin Son

“Here you go, honey, a nice hot cup of tea,” I said to my son as I leaned down to put it on his desk.

I thought I accidentally nudged his shoulder with my breasts, which would have been embarrassing, but either I was mistaken or my son was too polite to say anything.

“Thanks, Mom. You’re the best,” Daniel said, smiling at me before looking back to whatever show he was watching on his computer.

I knew he was probably supposed to be doing his college work remotely, but he was injured, so I wasn’t going to give him any trouble for enjoying his show while he was recovering.

Knowing that my son was suffering with the pain of his broken wrist hurt me just as much as it hurt him, I was sure. Even though he was all grown up now, nineteen years old, he would always be my baby boy.

I looked down at the plaster cast and wished I could make it all better for him. He said it happened while he was “goofing around with some buddies” whatever the hell that meant, but boys will be boys.

“Okay baby, I’ll be back up to check on you in a couple hours, or you can let me know if you need anything before then.”

He turned to face me and I thought for a second he glanced at my chest. But that couldn’t be right. Perhaps I did nudge him earlier and he was feeling awkward about it. But why did catching him looking make my heart rate spike a little?

“Honestly Mom, it’s just a fracture, really. The doc said it’ll be fine, you don’t need to worry so much.”

“That’s my job, Danny. I’m your mother. I worry about you and I take care of you, whatever the issue is, whatever you need.”

He smiled at me, and I kissed him on the forehead before leaving his room. When I got back down into the kitchen, I saw the plate of cookies I’d fixed for him and forgot to take up, so I grabbed them and made to head back upstairs.

“My lunch ready yet?” My husband shouted from the living room.

“No, I forgot to take Daniel his cookies. Feel free to make it yourself,” I said as I rolled my eyes.

Daniel’s father really could be an ass sometimes, and so lazy, so I didn’t mind making him wait.

“Sorry, sweetie, I forgot to bring you these,” I said, pushing my way through my son’s bedroom door.

The response I got back wasn’t from my son though. I heard the noises of a woman moaning and grunting.

“Fuck me harder!” The voice screamed out.

Daniel was scrambling to fight with his computer and close out of the source of the sinful audio. For some reason, intrigue took over my body and I found myself hurrying forward to see what he was watching.

His right hand, the injured one, accidentally knocked his computer mouse on the floor as I got closer and closer. ‘Young son creampies hot MILF’ was the title of the video playing on the screen. I couldn’t believe that’s what my son was into.

When I got close enough, I looked down to see my son’s hard cock sticking out of his pants. And wow was it big. Why was I even thinking something like that? And why was it so difficult to look away? His left hand was trying to stuff his considerable cock back into his pants, and his injured right hand was fumbling with the buttons to turn off his screen.

“Shit, Mom,” my son began in a panic stricken voice, “I’m so sorry, you said you wouldn’t be back for a couple of hours.”

I swallowed hard and didn’t know what to say. I kept looking back and forth between my son’s thick, meaty cock, which his hand could barely contain as he tried to hide it away, and the screen. The mature woman was on her hands and knees, while an attractive, younger, muscular man slammed into her again and again.

My blood felt like it got a few degrees hotter, and I could physically feel it rushing through every blood vessel in my body. The heat didn’t stop there though. It was most prominent between my legs, and I felt so ashamed. I knew it was so fucking wrong, the most wrong thing imaginable.

“I, um…” I mumbled.

I didn’t know what the hell I was supposed to say. Watching the woman get pounded by her supposed on-screen son was incredible. He fucked her with the vigor and passion of youth, and I thought about how I hadn’t been fucked like that in years. Or possibly ever.

The thought of being with a young man, and not just any young man, but my own son, made me so wet for reasons I couldn’t explain. It made me feel so dirty, so naughty, but I liked it. I knew I shouldn’t, but there was no denying that I was incredibly turned on.

“I can’t do anything with this damn thing on!” Daniel lamented as he continued struggling to turn off his screen.

I reached out, and placed my hand on his cast. “Leave it playing.”

He looked up at me, beyond shocked, which is exactly how I felt about my own words. They came from a sinful place inside me that wouldn’t be ignored.

“M-Mom?”

I noticed too that his hand froze on his cock, which still stood hard and proud. He didn’t know how to react and I didn’t either. I felt like I was operating on pure adrenaline and lust.

“So you like this?” I said, nodding towards the video on the screen.

They’d switched positions and now the woman was riding her son, her large breasts bouncing wildly with the effort.

“I… what are you-”

“Keep stroking,” I interrupted.

My pussy pulsed and got even wetter as the bold words left my mouth. Saying something so forbidden was an incredible rush like none I’d ever experienced.

He still didn’t move, so I extended my hand, pushed his out of the way, and wrapped my fingers around the thick meat of his shaft. The moment my skin made contact with his hot manhood, I practically felt sparks shooting up my fingertips. My breaths were pounding hard in my chest, and I slowly pulled my hand from the base of his cock to the crown.

“Mom, you shouldn’t…” Daniel’s voice trailed off into a soft moan as I stroked him again.

He was right of course. I shouldn’t be stroking his cock, that’s not what mothers did, was it? But all I ever wanted to do was take care of him, and what better way to make him feel better than that? It certainly seemed to be working for the pair on the screen, and I wanted to give my son that same joy.

He turned towards me, and with the way I was leaning over him, my tits were hanging right in front of his face, and I could see him staring intently.

“You like these?” I asked him, shimmying to jiggle them.

I wasn’t wearing a bra, so they swayed nicely in the air, and Daniel swallowed hard. It seemed like he couldn’t quite bring himself to speak, but he nodded almost violently.

I straightened up and pulled my t-shirt up and over my body, letting my breasts spill free for my son’s enjoyment. The smile on his face was broader than I’d seen for weeks. As much as he tried to act like the injury didn’t bother him, I knew he’d been upset and more than a little bored without the use of his hand.

I grabbed his swivel chair and turned it to face me, and dropped down to my knees. My son’s bright blue eyes pierced mine as he stared at me, contemplating what was about to happen. The connection between us was almost palpable as I gazed back at him, his thick cock throbbing in the air between us while the sounds of his dirty video filled the air.

When I grabbed the waistband of his pants, he lifted himself out of his seat so I could pull them down properly. He wanted this just as much as I did, no matter how taboo we knew it was.

“I haven’t jerked off properly in weeks,” he admitted. “I normally use my right hand, and my left just feels awkward.”

I smiled at him and wrapped my hand around his cock. “Mommy will take care of you, baby.”

Pulling his cock forward towards me, I leaned in and spread my lips wide to take his incestuous shaft in my mouth. He groaned as my tongue swirled around the rim of his smooth, swollen head.

“Does that feel good baby?” I lifted his cock up and lowered my head to suckle on his balls, and then I licked my way slowly up the length of him. “Does Mommy’s tongue feel good on your cock?”

“Yeah, Mom, it feels great. But we really shouldn’t be doing this. I mean, isn’t Dad downstairs?”

I grinned at him and sucked the head of his cock again. “He is, but that lazy bastard won’t move from his chair for anything. Just relax honey.”

Somehow, it excited me every time he reminded me how wrong this all was. Even as I pushed my head lower to take my son’s cock all the way to the back of my throat, I delighted in the fact that it was so taboo. Breaking the rules was exciting, and I needed more excitement in my life. And I knew it was all for the good cause of taking care of my son, and I would have done anything for him.

The woman on the computer screamed her pleasure, but I still was able to hear my sweet son groan his own satisfaction. His whole body relaxed, I could tell, and I looked up to meet his eyes as I throated his cock.

I gagged on my son’s big cock until I couldn’t any more. “This must feel so good after not being able to take care of yourself,” I said as I pumped his slick cock with my hand.

“It’s fucking amazing, Mom, it’s…” he went quiet, and looked away.

“What is it, son? You can tell Mommy anything.”

“It’s actually my first blowjob ever. I’m… a virgin.”

My eyebrows arched, and my heart melted. “Oh my sweet son. Don’t you worry about all that.”

I dived in deep and sucked his hot shaft into my mouth as my hands played with his full balls. He groaned and rested his hand on the top of my head, encouraging me to stay in place.

“Fuck, that feels good,” he sighed breathlessly.

I pulled away from him and stood up. “All that cum you haven’t been able to release,” I began, unbuttoning my jeans and lowering them. “Mommy wants it in her pussy.”

His eyes went wider than I thought possible, and his jaw literally dropped. I couldn’t help but to bite my lip and smirk at him. I loved the effect I had. It made me feel sexier and more appreciated than I had in… forever, really.

Pulling my jeans all the way off, I turned around so my son could see my ass in my black panties, and then I slowly removed those for him, too. I could hear his heavy, excited breathing, even over the sounds of that woman on the screen getting railed, and I knew I’d be making the same noises soon enough.

“Are you ready, baby?” I asked as I turned to face him, completely naked now. “You wanna fuck Mommy’s pussy?”

He shot out of his chair, and tried to tear his shirt from his body, but it was clumsy with the cast. I helped him out of it, and kissed him deeply as I pressed my body into his. My tongue guided his, leading him in a passionate kiss, as my large tits pressed against his chest, and I felt his cock trapped between us.

I stepped back, placed my hand around his throbbing manhood, and led him to the bed. I bent over it, and spread my sinful legs. Turning back to face him, I gave him my best bedroom eyes.

“Fill me up, baby. I’m so happy I get to be your first.”

His Adam’s apple bounced hard in his throat, and I heard the gulping noise of his swallow.

“Me too, Mom.”

I swayed my ass in the air, inviting him to take what I was giving him. I could see the hunger in his eyes as they scanned my body, and my pussy was so wet and needy for my son’s cock.

He stepped into position, and used his good hand to grip his cock and tease it up and down my sopping wet slit. We both groaned at the first contact, and my pussy spasmed with need. Placing his tip at my hole, he began pushing forward slowly. My tight lips stretched open to fit him in, and I was immediately filled with surging pleasure throughout my entire body.

A long groan of relief escaped my lungs, and I felt like I’d exhaled a breath I’d been holding my entire life. Years of need and sexual neglect were being exorcised from my body by my son’s forbidden, incestuous cock. And we were only just getting started.

“Oh, Danny,” I moaned out for him, loving the way his name felt on my lips in such an intimate moment. “Your big cock feels incredible.”

His good hand smoothed its way over the curves of my hip, and then my ass, as he treated himself to a firm squeeze before smacking it. I loved his boldness, how he was really embracing the moment and taking me like the amazing man he’d grown to become.

He gripped me hard, his strength digging into my flesh, and then pushed himself all the way inside me. Stretching out my tight tunnel with his thick shaft made me almost delirious with pleasure, and my knees went weak and if I didn’t have the bed for support I surely would have collapsed, a ruined mess on the floor.

But that’s exactly what I craved.

“Harder, Danny. Fuck me harder!” I said, echoing the naughty words I first heard when I caught my son jerking off.

I loved knowing that I’d made his fantasy come true, that I was helping him recreate the porn he enjoyed pleasuring himself to. When he pulled himself out me, I felt every incestuous inch sliding against my inner walls, the friction shooting sensory euphoria through my body. And then he plunged back into me, hitting me hard and deep just like I wanted.

“Oh my god, Mom,” he sighed out. “I know this is so wrong but it feels amazing.”

His hushed breathy words mirrored my own feelings, and he finished them by slamming into me again and again, building his pace.

“Louder, baby,” I challenged, wanting him to compete with the movie on his computer. “Tell Mommy how much you love fucking her!”

“I-” he sighed. “I love your tight pussy, Mom! You like taking this big dick?”

I grinned and hummed out an excited purr of pleasure. “Yes, baby! Mommy loves your big dick!”

I loved the way he talked dirty to me, and his naughty words animated my hips with a renewed life, and I found myself twisting them and pushing back into him, working his cock as much as he was working my pussy, driving into me forcefully, hitting home with every stroke.

The pleasure was overwhelming all my senses, and I couldn’t get enough. Supporting myself on one hand as I got thrust against the bed over and over, I used my free hand to play with my tits and pull at my nipples, enjoying how the sensitive buds heightened my already immense satisfaction.

My strong son maintained his grip on me as he pounded into my slick pussy, filling it up like I’d never felt before. I never would have expected that I’d have sex this good, and certainly not with my own son. The forbidden fruit truly was the sweetest, and I loved feeling like such a dirty little slut for my son. Our sinful secret.

Rising like a tidal wave, I felt my orgasm about to consume me. “Mommy’s cumming, baby!” I wondered if he even knew how much of an accomplishment it was for his virgin cock to make me cum, especially as hard as I knew it would be. “I want you to cum with me, sweetie. Pump your seed into Mommy’s pussy!”

He grunted as he somehow found the strength to fuck me harder and faster, which I didn’t even think was possible. “Yes! I’m about to explode inside you, Mom!”

He impaled me on his cock with a few more frantic, hard thrusts, threatening to split me in two with the size and force. I felt my climax spreading and twisting through me, and then it burst in an eruption of pleasure. Closing my eyes hard, I saw fireworks popping behind my eyelids, and felt their power ripple through me.

Then, accompanied by his almighty roar, I felt my son’s seed spurting from his cock and filling me up. Load after load burst into my pussy, so much I felt it creeping out of my tight lips, and he still didn’t stop. My body trembled, and my pussy clenched and squeezed out every drop of his sticky love that he was capable of giving me.

When he was completely spent, he eventually pulled out of me, and the first thing I did was find my panties to put them on to catch any of my son’s cum that leaked out, and keep it close to my pussy. I loved the idea of spending the whole day with such a filthy, forbidden secret in my underwear.

“You were so good, baby,” I said to my son, returning to him with a kiss as he lay exhausted on the bed.

“Thanks, Mom. You really do take such good care of me.”

I smiled so hard my cheeks hurt. Those words were all I ever wanted to hear.

“I’m glad I could help, honey. Now, I have to go make your father’s lunch.”

“Maybe while he’s busy eating it, we could…”

I nodded at him. “What, baby? What do you need from Mommy?”

“Maybe we should go shower together.” He held up his injured wrist in my direction. “I really struggle in there, trying to keep this damn cast dry.”

I closed the distance between us and kissed him again. “Of course, baby. Mommy will always take care of your every need.”

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