Morals or Money? [mF] [Inc] [Exh]

((This was written in the form of comments in r/DirtyWritingPrompts, which would explain the formatting and 10k character limit between the parts. But I enjoyed writing it and I hope you enjoy reading it.))

**Prompt: Mom and son volunteer to be contestants on a controversial game Show, in which they must perform increasingly sexual acts for big cash prizes**

(Part 1)

“Uh oh, is Jimmy getting a boner?!”

A blaring alarm rang as red strobe lights bathed the set of Morals or Money?. The sound of the klaxon was drowned out only by the cheers of the studio audience. The charismatic but ultimately antagonistic host, Dale Dewitt, didn’t help as he egged the audience to be louder, waving his arms and pointing to the contestants. The cameras zoomed in to Jimmy’s face as his eyes clenched shut, then to the only article of clothing he had on: his boxer-covered crotch. It did indeed appear to suddenly look tighter. His mother was standing in front of him, her own eyes shut tight from embarrassment, as she stood bare-chested before her own son while he had his hands over her ample breasts.

“C’mon now Jimmy,” Dale said, “the deal was I’ll give you $500 if you tweak your mother’s nipples. I didn’t say ‘gingerly touch her breasts’, though I must say, they are very nice tits, especially for a 42 year old.”

“Thank you,” Jenna said with a smile, not opening her eyes though her cheeks were bright red.

“Mom!” Jimmy called out, “you’re not helping!”

“I don’t blame you for the hard-on, Jimmy,” Dale continued as the audience laughed, “but if you want that money, you’ll have to do what I asked. Really get in there, give those little pink nipples a good pinch. And what’s the big deal? It’s nothing new for a son to touch her mother’s breasts. You did breastfeed your son, right Jenna?”

The blonde, mature woman nodded and pursed her lips. Jimmy sighed and touched his mother’s nipples with his forefinger and thumb. He gave gave them a quick pinch as his mom let out a short but loud yelp.

The crowd went wild.

“That’s what I like to see!” Dale said, “money over morals! Now let’s hear it for Jenna and Jimmy!”

The two opened their eyes, meeting them for just a moment. The second his hands retreated, Jenna covered her chest with her hands, lifting her slightly sagging mammaries from view as the crowd audibly made an “aww” sound. Jenna’s blue eyes flicked down to see her son had indeed grown hard, as a little wet spot had formed in his blue boxer briefs. The two then quickly turned to the audience, Jimmy giving a little bow, probably to draw attention away from his midsection.

“The Anderson family is now up to $2300,” Dale said, “let’s recap what they’ve done so far: they’ve kissed each other on the mouth, undressed down to their skivvies, mom went topless, and now son has just felt up his own mother for money!” He paused to let the audience cheer and clap. The two contestants shuffled their feet awkwardly and Jenna gave a half-hearted wave, eliciting a quick cheer from the crowd as her nipple exposed.

“But that’s not all, folks,” he continued, “we’ve really only gotten started. We’ve only dealt with chump change. The money is really gonna get good here, but if the Andersons want a piece of that moolah, they’re going to really have to question their morals. So let’s get into it, shall we?” He turned to the contestants, a predatory smile on his face. Jimmy swallowed. Jenna fought back the urge to vomit. How much worse could this get?

“How much worse could this get?” Dale asked.

“You’ve already taken the majority of each others’ clothes off, so you may as well go all the way. What do you think, folks? Should the Anderson family get completely naked?” Their bombastic response was all they needed to hear.

Jimmy sighed and looked at his mom. At 42, she was still what most kids his age would call a bombshell. Curvy hips, tight stomach, and nearly-perfect breasts made her the envy of women even twenty years her junior. Jimmy never thought of his own mother in this way, despite years of crass jokes from his friends. He scanned her body, somewhat grateful that she was covering her chest, but he knew it wasn’t going to matter anymore. The money was too good.

Wordlessly, he stepped forward and kneeled down. He hooked his fingers into the waistband of her panties and then looked down at her feet. He began to slide them down her toned legs when Dale suddenly spoke up.

“Fifty bucks if you look,” Dale said as cheers followed, “fifty bucks for a three second staring contest with the place you came from.”

“Motherfucker,” Jimmy muttered.

“No, not yet,” Dale replied with a cheeky smile, “that’s still coming.”

“Just do it,” Jenna said, “fifty dollars to do something you’re going to have to anyway.”

Jimmy sighed. He craned his neck up and looked at his mother’s snatch from his position just inches away. She was shaved, not waxed; at this distance, Jimmy could see the stubble beneath her skin. He bit his bottom lip as he continued to slide her panties down until they were at her ankles.

“Three seconds are up!” Dale said, “you’ve earned yourself a cool fifty, Jimmy!” The audience clapped and cheered.

“Smell it and I’ll make it an even two hundred,” he continued.

“What?” Jimmy asked, looking at the host incredulously.

“Smell it,” he said simply.

Jimmy’s face twisted in disgust. This was his mom!

“Oh, Jimmy, don’t be such a prude,” Jenna said as she placed her hand over her mons, making a V-shape with her fingers. She spread her hand, parting her slit slightly to allow her clit to poke as well as a centimeter of her pink inner lips.

“Just smell it already,” she said, as the crowd roared, “it’s not a big deal.”

“Wow, look at mom go!” Dale said, “money over morals, Jimmy! That’s what mommy believes!”

Jimmy frowned but in his position, how could he not? The money was good, the crowd and his mom were egging him on, and he had to admit that he was turned on by this, incest or not.

And based on her scent, Jimmy thought his mom was too.

“Mm!” Dale said, “how’s mama’s pussy smell, Jimmy? Better than girls your own age?”

“Fuck off,” Jimmy muttered as he stood up. He didn’t want to admit it.

“Oh don’t be like that,” he replied, “now it’s moms turn. Pretend your boy just got home from soccer practice. It’s bath time, mom, and Jimmy’s a dirty boy!”

Jenna stepped out of her panties then assumed the same position, putting herself on her knees before her son’s crotch. He was tall and lean, almost model-like though with a mop of unruly blonde hair. Jenna put her fingers in the waistband of his underwear just like he had done to hers. She didn’t think this was a big deal; Jimmy was her son, she raised him. She had seen a lot more of him than he had of her. But then again that was a long time ago.

“Don’t be the only naked one in the room, Jenna!” Dale said as he sensed her hesitation.

She took a deep breath and pulled his underwear down to his feet in one quick motion. Jenna wasn’t expecting her son to be so big. His cock bounced from the momentum, slapping her in the chin. Her jaw dropped as she stared down his fully erect, eight and a half inch monster.

“We have our first cockslap of the evening!” Dale said as the audience laughed, “our first cockslap tonight! Oh my, your baby boy sure has some girth on him, huh? I bet you’re the most popular boy in the dorms, eh Jimmy?”

He didn’t respond. He was embarrassed to be so hard before his own mom. Jenna didn’t respond either, having never seen such a big cock. Her jaw was slack as she couldn’t seem to look away. His dad wasn’t even that big!

“Is that some precum I see?!” Dale said enthusiastically, “we knew from the boner alarm that Jimmy was hard, but now we have precum! Hey now, I don’t blame you. If I had a bombshell like your mom naked and on her knees before, it wouldn’t just be precum coming outta my dick!” Indeed Jimmy’s mushroom head was glistening as precum budded at the tip.

“Lick it,” Dale said to Jenna. Jimmy’s eyes went wide.

“Mom, you don’t have to-”

“One thousand dollars. Lick it clean.”

Jenna looked at Dale, then up to her son, meeting his eyes.

“When you were fifteen months,” she said, “I was changing your diaper and you peed in my mouth. This won’t be much different from that, right? Except no one paid me a grand back then.” She opened her mouth, taking the entire head of her sons cock in her mouth and sucked.

“She did it! She did it!” Dale yelled to a roaring crowd.

Jenna swirled her tongue, cleaning it completely. She prodded the hole with her tongue, lapping up the salty precum. Then she reached up and squeezed the shaft, urging more of the viscous liquid out and onto her tongue.

“Mom!” Jimmy cried out, his knees growing weak.

The head came out with an audible pop. She looked up at Jimmy and shrugged.

“He said to clean it,” she said as she licked her lip, “I’m just being thorough.” She then stood and smiled, bowing for the crowd.
“And with that excellent display of Miss Anderson choosing money over morals, we’ll take our first commercial break!”

(Part 2)

“Welcome back to Morals or Money?, the game show where we push the boundaries on what’s wrong and what’s hot! I’m your host, Dale Dewitt and we’re back with the Anderson family, where, believe it or not, young Jimmy’s hardon has not retreated even in the slightest!”

The camera zoomed to Jimmy, who had a sour look on his face and tried his best to cover his crotch.

“Can we blame him? His own mother did just give him a quick and sloppy blowjob for a thousand dollars. I know a lot of you out there would pay a thousand bucks to have this sexy MILF just in the same room as you. Frankly, I’m surprised he didn’t cover his mom with her own potential grandchildren.”

Jenna blushed furiously as the crowd cheered her. She was clearly the crowd favorite.

“Now onto the next part of our game,” Dale continued, “this next part is really going to test the cohesiveness of family. It’s also going to push the limits on what you consider family-friendly activities, if you catch my drift. Are you ready Anderson family?”

Jenna and Jimmy nodded. “Are you ready out there?” The crowd applauded.

“Okay, this is how this round works. In my hand, I have two cards, a red one and a blue one. On these cards is an act that can be performed on the other family member. The contestant will choose one card to reveal, and then they can either accept to perform the act or pass. If they pass, then they must perform the act on the second card, or forfeit the game and all of the money they’ve accumulated so far. But if they successfully complete the task on the card, they’ll earn $2000 per act! Does that make sense?”

Jenna and Jimmy both nodded. Neither of them looked enthused but they did have an anxious and excited air about them.

“Then let’s begin!” Dale said, “since mommy went last, we will let Jimmy-boy choose first. Which one do you want, Jimmy, the red or the blue card?”

“Red,” Jimmy said.

Dale opened the card and read it aloud. “Put your middle finger inside your mother’s pussy and leave in there for five minutes.”
The crowd cheered and stomped wildly. It was the first penetrative act of the show.

“Pass,” Jimmy said quickly. The crowd booed.

“Pass? Really?” Dale asked, “you’ve already seen mommy’s babymaker up close, then you smelt it. Two grand and you only have to put a finger inside. Don’t even need to bang her or bring her to an orgasm, just put it inside for five minutes.”

“Pass,” Jimmy said more firmly, “I’m not fingering my mom, Dale. I’ll take my chances with the blue card.”

“If you say so, Jimmy,” he said, tossing the red card aside and opening the blue one. He scanned it quickly, then winced dramatically. Jimmy felt his anxiety grow for every microsecond Dale kept him hanging, as well as his hate for the host.

“Tongue your mom’s asshole for thirty seconds,” he said.

Jenna was stunned. Her baby was going to have to lick her ass.

“What do you think, Jimmy?” Dale asked, “suddenly fingerbanging mommy doesn’t sound so bad, does it?”

“Meh,” Jimmy said with a shrug, “assplay maybe more taboo but it’s less sexual. At least I think so.”

“Wait you want less sexual acts?” Dale asked.

“Of course, you idiot. She’s my mom.”

“Your lie detector says otherwise,” he said pointing at his cock as the audience laughed and clapped, “but I get what you’re saying. Licking mommy’s butthole isn’t as bad as touching her g-spot. Whatever helps you sleep at night, buddy. Though a cool two thousand will help, I’m sure.”

He beckoned Jenna to come over, who had a big frown on her face. She was was timid and cowering, making a wide arc to avoid Jimmy as she lied down face first on the padded floor of the studio. Her son may have thought anal play was less weird, but she clearly didn’t share that mentality.

“Ever dabble in anal sex?” Dale asked her. Jenna didn’t answer. Jimmy got on all fours above her. “One hundred bucks if you answer my question truthfully, my dear,” he continued.

“Yes,” Jenna replied. Then she gasped sharply as Jimmy put his hands on the soft skin of her buttocks, then pried them apart. He blushed as he looked at his mother’s wrinkled, brown hole.

“Thirty seconds, Jimmy. Thirty unbroken seconds of tongue-in-ass and two grand is yours.”

Jimmy took a deep breath, then lowered his face. He took an experimental lick, going down the length of Jenna’s crack. She shuddered the second it touched her sensitive hole.

“Clock doesn’t start till you get in there!” Dale said. Jimmy sighed, then pushed his tongue past the tense ring, quickly burying his tongue into his moms ass.

“Oh Jimmy!” Jenna cried out, her voice having a pleasurable edge to it. She quickly bit her lip to keep herself from saying anything further.

“You ever orgasm from anal?” Dale asked her, leaning down to get on her level.

“Mmm,” Jenna replied, her eyes clenched shut as she she shook her head in a refusal to answer.

“I think we’ll just take a look at your own lie detector,” Dale said as he nodded toward her midsection, where Jimmy’s face was pressed between her cheeks, “Jimmy-boy, you’ve got fifteen more seconds to go, but I want to make things more interesting. If you put a finger inside mommy’s pussy up to your knuckle, I’ll give you four thousand dollars on top of the two that you are earning f-”

He cut off as Jimmy moved one of his hands from where it was prying Jenna’s cheek down between her legs.

“Whoa! That didn’t take long, did it?” Dale asked as the crowd cheered, “one second ago fingering your mom was too much, but with the right price, Jimmy dived right in!”

The younger man, face still in his mom’s ass, pulled his forefinger out and held it up, where the cameras zoomed in to the glistening, clear sheen that coated the entire thing up to the knuckle.

“I knew it!” The host cried out, “I knew it! She is wet as a Georgia summer! Mommy loves her some anal play, doesn’t she? Your attempt to do something ‘less sexual’ backfired on you, didn’t it Jimmy!”

The crowd went wild, clapping and stomping. This is what they loved to see; people trying to not make things awkward only to fail miserably.

“Oh also your thirty seconds are up, pal, but don’t let that stop you if you don’t want to. Lots of men would love to be in your position right now,” Dale said as Jimmy’s face shot up. He fell onto his backside, then wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. It wasn’t that his mom was dirty or anything, in fact he was surprised at how clean she smelled and looked down there, it was more of a reflex. Jenna was slower to get up. She rolled over and accepted Dale’s help as he stooped down to offer her a hand.

“Congratulations on making $6000 in thirty seconds,” he said, “and also on getting your own mom turned on. I reckon she hasn’t felt like that since her wedding night! Oh boy, what a sequence of events here on Money or Morals? What can I say, I love my job!” Dale reveled in the applause and cheer of the crowd while mother and son stood side by side, unable to look at each other.

“Alrighty,” Dale said, “let’s move on. Jenna, I believe it’s your turn. Two thousand dollars on the line. Red or blue?”
“Red,” she said. Dale opened appropriate card, then smiled.

“Oh, you’re not going to like this one bit, Jimmy…”

(Part 3)

“Piss on yo-”

“Pass!” Jenna said, “pass, pass, a hundred times pass!”

“Mom!” Jimmy said, “you didn’t even let him finish! What if-”

“No!” Jenna said, her voice on edge, “I don’t care how long he wants me to pee, or where, or how much money he will give me. I am not peeing on my son. It’s disgusting and it’s disrespectful.” It was clear her mind was made.

Dale tossed the card aside. “Whatever you say, mama-bear. I think junior’s game plan is to avoid anything he considers a sexual act, and watersports is a distinctly less sexual act in his head. But it’s your turn and your choice, so…” he opened the blue card.

“Masturbate in front of your son for five minutes!” He said to sound of cheers and applause.

“Fuck,” Jimmy muttered. His cock was still swollen and hard. If anything, the last round made things worse. Being forced to watch his mom finger herself might send him over the edge.

“It won’t be so bad, sweetie,” Jenna said to her son, “just pretend you’re looking at one of the girls in those websites you like to visit late at-”

“Mom!” Jimmy said, his voice harsh.

“Mama Jenna the porn star, that has a nice ring to it” Dale said with a chuckle, “what do you think of that Jimmy?” The younger man’s scowl said more than words could. “Well, I think others would be on board with that. How many of you would pay premium prices to see the lovely Mama play with herself for you?” The crowd roared. Dale looked at Jimmy with a “fuck you” look. “Timer starts when mommy touches herself and baby boy watches. Eyes must be open and on her for the entire five minutes. Think of it this way, Jenna, you’ll make almost $7 for every second you pleasure yourself in front of your own son. Is that worth it?”

Jenna sighed. She looked at her son who looked equally defeated. But, like herself, he was excited also. She shrugged, then took a seat on the floor of the stage. She leaned and lied down on her back, then spread her thighs. Jimmy reluctantly sat down on the ground a couple feet from Jenna’s spread eagle legs. Both of them in position, Jenna slipped her hand between her thighs and her fingers rubbed against her hood slowly. A ding sound signaled the start of the timer.

“Now, Jimmy-boy,” Dale said, “the rules don’t say anything about touching yourself. So feel free-”

“I’m not doing that, Dale,” Jimmy said quickly, “I’m not jerking off to my mother. That’s sick. I’m just here for the money, alright?”
Dale raised an eyebrow to him. “Money, you say? Now that’s a language I can speak. One thousand dollars if you touch yourself.”
“What?” Jimmy asked. His head twitched for a money but he didn’t take his eyes off his mom’s glistening slit.

“Fine, two thousand,” Dale continued, “you drive a hard bargain, sir. I’ll double your money for this round if your hand doesn’t leave your dick ‘till the timer hits zero.”

“Deal,” Jimmy said as he grasped his hard cock with his right hand. In a show of great will power, he stayed still. The deal didn’t say he had to stroke himself.

“Oh I see what you’re doing,” Dale said with a broad smile, “but let’s see how long you can last. Mommy just started and there’s still a long time to go. Who do you think she’s thinking of? Could it be the young boy with a hard cock just two feet away? Just look at her rubbing her clit like that. She’s so lubed up now, how long until she needs something inside her? Her fingers will do, they’ll get the job done, sure, but you know nothing can replace the feeling of a big, hard, and warm c-”

“Shut up already!” Jimmy said through clenched teeth. The host quieted down but had a huge smile on his face. Jenna let out a moan and slipped a finger inside her. She moved her other hand between her legs and spread herself apart, allowing her finger to slip into her knuckle.

“She wants you to look, Jimmy,” Dale said, “she is spreading herself for you. She’s is more turned on now than she’s been all night.”
Jimmy didn’t say anything. He continued to watch his mom moan and squirm as she fingered herself. Her slickness started to accumulate and drop down her lips and crack, settling in her asshole for a moment before reaching the floor. Jimmy couldn’t stop watching, and not just because so much money was on the line. His hand moved slowly along his shaft, more precum budding on the tip.

Dale noticed, then smirked into the camera. He knew this was going to happen. How could it not?

Jenna let out a moan as she arced her back. Her ring finger entered, joining her middle finger as they picked up their pace. She was rubbing her clit using her thumb. She moved her other hand and pinched her nipple, biting her lip as she let the pleasure overwhelm her.

“You can let yourself cum,” Dale said, “nothing in the rules about that. In fact, I’ll give you five grand if you cum at the same time.”
That was a lot of money. Jenna and Jimmy both knew it.

“Five thousand and you don’t even have to touch each other,” he continued, “that’s not such a bad deal, is it?”

“Mom?” Jimmy asked, stroking himself faster now. He was close. He had been for a while.

“Let’s do it, baby,” Jenna said in a breathy voice, her eyes clenched shut as she fingered herself faster. It was probably going to happen anyway, she figured.

Jimmy hesitated. Did she call him “baby” like a son or a lover? Was one better than the other?

“I’m close,” she said. Her lips were clenching around her fingers. The wet sounds she was making weren’t very loud in the commotion of the studio, but to Jimmy they were deafening.

“So am I,” Jimmy said. He had been close for a while, though he wouldn’t admit it. Dale’s two thousand dollar bribe had done exactly what it was supposed to. He watched as Jenna’s muscles tensed. Her toes curled and her back arched as she lifted herself high into the air. A loud moan escaped her lips as her juices dripped down to the floor. Her fingers were so deep inside her, it was easy to tell that they sufficed. What she really needed was a cock.

At the same time, Jimmy gave himself one, two, then three strokes before his cock swelled to it’s limit. Veins along his thick shaft bulged and his balls pulled up towards his body. He let out a moan as well and hot jets of cum shot up into the air, coming back down and splashing on his own lap. He angled his cock back towards himself reflexively, like he didn’t want his cum to end up anywhere near his mom. Covering himself with his own spunk was a better option than breaching that incestual line.

“And they’ve done it!” Dale said as music played and the audience cheered, “the Anderson’s have masturbated for one another for money! They’ve lasted the five minutes and managed to cum together! I can’t believe it!”

Jenna’s head swam as she slowly came back to reality. She rubbed her eyes as her vision returned from normal and she realized she just rubbed her own juices on her eyelids. She shook it off and sat up. Jimmy was breathing heavily as well, his face full of shock, and his body covered in streaks of thick cum from his thighs up to his chest. But on the bright side, his cock wasn’t hard anymore.
The two shared a sheepish smile and they looked away again, feeling like what just transpired was part of some kind of dream. But the question remained; was it a bad dream or a good one?

“There is clearly no limit to what the Anderson’s will do,” Dale said as the audience commotion died down, “or… is there?” He turned towards the contestants, still on the ground and trying to get their bearings. Jimmy looked down at himself, wondering if the host of a stage hand would give him a towel to wipe himself off with.

“You thought it was over,” Dale continued, “you thought cumming together was as far as we will go on Morals or Money? but it isn’t! Not at all!” He turned quickly, snapping to Jenna. “Jenna Anderson,” he said, pointing to her, “I’ll give you ten thousand dollars if you clean your son up… with your tongue!”

She stared at Dale, jaw agape. The audience grasped.

“Mom, no!” Jimmy said, “c’mon you can’t do that! Let’s take the money now and go home. This has gone far enough.”

“You have $13,550 so far,” Dale said, “I’m giving you chance to nearly double -no screw it, I’ll bump it up to an even $30,000. All you have to do it lick up your son’s baby batter and swallow it. Thirty large to become closer to your son.”

“Mom, please you can’t,” Jimmy said, “we talked about this. We weren’t going to go for the big bucks. We would get through the early rounds and then go home early.”

“I bet Jenna has taken quite a few loads in her youth,” Dale said, “I mean look at her. She’s probably taken cumshots to the face more recently, considering how she’s aged as gracefully as she has. Jimmy, your mom is a cumslut. He question is, will she be a cumslut for her son?”

Dale looked at Jenna. Jimmy pleaded with her through silent eyes. The audience sat on the edge of their seats.

“I’ll… I’ll…”

(Part 4)

“…do it.”

The audience roared and Dale pumped his fist in victory. Jimmy stared at his mother, shaking his head. His lie detector betrayed him once again, however. Despite having just came, a detailed observer would see his flaccid cock twitch just a hair in excitement.

“Mom, this is too much,” Jimmy said, seated on the floor with ropes of thick cum sticking to his body like glue, “I thought we decided that-”

“Shhh,” Jenna said as she slinked up to her son on all fours, “be quiet, baby. You’re all dirty and mommy is going to clean you up.”

“The way you’re talking isn’t helping this be any less weird, mom,” Jimmy said as he let his mom push him onto his back. He was lying in the middle of the studio floor and his mom was on all fours hovering above him. Her breasts sagged downwards, a consequence of age no matter how many pilates classes she took, and her hard nipples nearly grazed Jimmy’s smooth and lean body.

“Mommy will make it all better, sweetie,” she said. She smiled and brushed her dark blonde hair behind her neck so it wouldn’t drape down and tickle Jimmy. He noticed that and instead reached up and held her hair for her.

“That’s what I love to see!” Dale said, “a tender and loving moment between a mother and a son. If you just tuned in, ladies and gentlemen you are not watching the Lifetime Network. In case the naked man and woman dripping in sex juices, didn’t give it away, you are watching the hot new game show Morals or Money?!”

Jenna kissed Jimmy lightly on the cheek. Then she leaned further down, kissing him on the neck, then on the shoulder, right where a rope of white cum was streaked.

“Not-so-little-Jimmy sure can get some distance, can’t he?” Dale said, “imagine what that jet of cum would have felt like inside y-”

“Shut up Dale,” Jimmy said as Jenna lapped the cum up. The host held his hands up, palms out in a defensive gesture.

“Just trying to make conversation,” he said, “it’s not every day a woman licks every last drop of cum off your body. And for that woman to be your mother? You’ll only see it here folks.”

Jenna moved further down Jimmy’s body, licking and cleaning her son of errant cum. His belly button was filled like a little pool of liquid pearl and she sucked it out while Jimmy tried not to laugh from the tickling sensation.

“How is it, Jenna?” Dale asked, “how does your potential grandchildren taste?”

“Thick,” Jenna said, “and salty with a hint of sweet. My boy has a good diet.”

The audience laughed and applauded as Jenna worked her way down. Jimmy looked embarrassed, but he couldn’t stop the growing excitement and arousal. With his mom’s head in his lap, licking and sucking his skin, blood was quickly moving to his cock again.

“Mom…” Jimmy said, “I know we need the money, but can you not be so… sexy about it?”

“What do you mean?” She asked. She moved down between his thighs and licked around his groin, sucking and slurping the cum from his skin loudly. She looked up at him while she did.

“Just… never mind.”

Jimmy’s cock had hardened to full mast. Jenna looked up and couldn’t help but smile.

“Boner alarm!” Dale yelled suddenly as the familiar sound and light blared. Jimmy shook his head.

“Honey, you have some, um… you know, on your… um, thing,” Jenna said. His cock was towering by her face as she lay belly-down between his thighs. His hefty balls were dropping in cum, and a streak of the pearly white stuff streaked down his shaft. “I’m going to have to…”

“Just do it,” Jimmy said, “we’ve come this far.”

Jenna stuck out her tongue, then moved up along his shaved sack. She collected the cum on there, then stopped to swallow it. She moved to the shaft and slowly and methodically cleaned with her mouth, until it was glistening with her own saliva. She finished by giving the head a quick suck, then kissing it on the tip.

“All clean,” she said.

“And you’re over ten thousand dollars richer for it!” Dale said. The audience cheered and Dale urged them, waving his arms enthusiastically like a cheerleader. The two contestants sat up, Jenna back on her haunches and Jimmy upright.
“Good,” Jimmy said, “not let’s go h-”

“Not so fast!” Dale said, “your lie detector says you aren’t done!” He pointed as Jimmy’s cock, which had remained at full size. “You don’t really want to go home. Not until you’ve emptied your balls again!”

“No, Dale,” Jimmy replied, “I really want to go home. I think mom and I will take our thirty thousand and call it a day.”

“Why did you come on this show, Jimbo?” Dale asked, “for a measly $30 grand? You could’ve gone on Jeopardy or Who Wants To Be A Millionaire. You’re a bright kid, you could’ve won a lot more money there. But you chose to come to this show. You can tell yourself it was for the money, but I think it’s because you wanted to come here. You wanted to test yourself and now you can’t leave without taking the biggest test of all.”

“What are you-”

“I will give you one hundred thousand dollars if you fuck your mother.”

The audience gasped. Jimmy was frozen. He felt a cold sweat bead on his forehead.

“That’s…” he started.

“A lot of money,” Dale replied, “for something that we all think you want to do anyway.”

“Baby,” Jenna said, “it is a lot of money. And is it any worse than what we’ve already done?”

“Mom, I can’t fuck you. I just can’t. Not even for one hundred-”

“I’ll make it two hundred,” Dale said, “but you gotta cum inside her.”

Jimmy sighed. He shook his head. He inhaled to say no, but before he could get it out, he was interrupted.

“We’ll do it,” Jenna said.

“What?!” Jimmy cried out as the audience roared, “mom, I can’t-”

“Shhh,” Jenna said, “mommy will take care of everything.” She pushed him into his back again, Jimmy putting up zero fight. She climbed over him and wrapped one hand around his neck, then pressed her forehead to his. Her hair draped around their heads and so all Jimmy could see was his mother’s face. There was no game show. No studio, no annoying host, and no money. In that moment, it was just the two of them.

“I love you,” she said to him.

“I love you too, mom.”

Jenna reached back with her free hand and grasped Jimmy’s cock. She lifted herself up, angled it just right, and came down on top of him. She slid right in.

“Oh!” She said as she went down all the way. Jimmy gasped, putting his hands on her hips.

“Mommy!” He said breathlessly.

“I’m here, baby,” she replied, “I’m here for you.” She was slick and tight. Jimmy was one the huge end of the dick-size bell curve but he didn’t expect his middle-aged mother to be so tight. She rocked slowly, moving her hips and core. She squeezed her internals, starting from the bottom to the top, like she was milking him from within.

“Mom, I’m not going to last,” he said as he gazed into her eyes, “I’m going to cum soon.” He had been fighting this the entire game show. He thought about fucking his mother all game show long and now that it was happening, despite having cum just moments earlier, Jimmy knew he wouldn’t last.

“It’s okay, baby. Cum inside me. I want you to,” Jenna looked back into his eyes. They were her eyes.

Jimmy grunted, then squeezed his mom’s hips. His muscles tenses and he arched his back, lifting his mom a few inches into the air. His cock delved deep as it could go, into the origin place of itself, and unleashed a torrent of cum. Jenna gasped, then kissed Jimmy on the lips as she felt her womb flood with her son’s seed.

They stayed in that position for some time. Dale looked right into the camera rather than the contestants.

“Here at Morals or Money?, we’ve brought another family closer together,” he said, “Jenna and Jimmy Anderson may be walking home with more than cash money; they may be bringing home a an addition to family.” He winked at the camera. “I hope you’ve enjoyed this episode of America’s most controversial game show. We hope you’ll join us next time, here on *Morals or Money?, the show that pushes the boundaries of love, family, and what’s right and what’s hot!”

The screen fades to black and credits roll.

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