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Story Codes: Teen male/Female, Incest, Mind Control, Oral Sex, Ass to Mouth, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism, Hot Wife, Cheating, Cuckolded, Breeding

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My friends’ eyes were on me as I made out with my mother. I was such a mama’s boy now. The perks were so worth it. I had just fucked my mom in the ass while my friends were playing Super Smash Bros. It had been so awesome.

I had lost my virginity today to my mother. I had fucked her in all her holes. I had even fucked Tim’s mom, too. He was too cool to be a mama’s boy. All my friends were. I knew that it was weird to think that. Sons shouldn’t fuck their mothers, but the world had gone insane since I put on my belt.

Mama’s Boy was written in cursive on the buckle. Now everyone didn’t think it was wrong for me to fuck my mother. My friends ragged on me for doing it, but not because it was illegal or fucked up. Just that it made me the type of boy who did everything his mother wanted.

It was so fucked up.

“Who wants cookies?” a bubbly voice asked.

Mom broke the kiss with me to glance to my right. Her arms still were wrapped around my body, her naked breasts piled into my chest. The newcomer was Mrs. Donovan, my friend Carl’s mom, She had just appeared with a tray of cookies she had clearly just finished baking.

“I’d love some,” said Eduardo.

“Yeah, sure,” Tim said. “Love your mom’s cookies.”

Carl shot him a look, feeling Tim was saying something else about Mrs. Donovan. She was a MILF, like my mother. A gorgeous and mature woman. We all had a thing for each other’s moms. Carl, Eduardo, James, and I would talk about how hot Tim’s mom was. Or Tim, Eduardo, James, and I would talk about how hot Mrs. Donovan was.

I was certain they talked about how hot my mom was behind my back. And she was hot. I saw that now. Hot and sexy and so much fun to fuck. I just wanted to make her happy. Do whatever she asked of me. If it meant getting embarrassed before my friends, so be it.

I was a mama’s boy.

“Well, I should get going,” Mom said. “I have to cook dinner.” She bent down and grabbed her discarded sun dress. “You have fun playing your game with your friends. I’ll see you for dinner.”

“Sure,” I said as she pulled on her sun dress while Mrs. Donovan glanced at me. At my naked cock. I blushed. I looked around for my clothes.

Carl’s mom set the cookies down on a coffee table. We were in the finished basement. It was the rec room. Big screen TV, the console systems, foosball table, lots of seating. I snagged my boxers and jeans.

“Oh, Brenda,” my mom said and snagged Mrs. Donovan’s arm. She leaned in and whispered something.

“Sure, sure, Rita,” Mrs. Donovan said. “I’d love to take care of your son for you.”

I froze as mom smiled at me and then headed up the stairs, pulling her sun dress over her naked body. Then Mrs. Donovan fell to her knees before me. She grabbed my cock, fresh from my mother’s ass, and sucked it into her mouth.

I gaped at what she was doing. So did my friends. Carl’s jaw dropped as his black-haired mother bobbed her mouth up and down my dirty dick. She sucked hard on me, her blue eyes staring up at me. My cock throbbed. Her tongue danced around my cock as she buffed my shaft clean of Mom’s ass. The pleasure shot down my shaft.

“What the fuck, Mom?” gasped Carl.

Mrs. Donovan popped her mouth off my cock. “I’m just helping out Mrs. Reynolds with her motherly duties. If you were a good boy, I’d be too busy taking care of you, but…”

The MILF engulfed my cock before her son. This wicked thrill shot through me. Carl’s stared at us stunned. His mother suckled with hunger on my dick. She nursed with passion. I groaned at the feel of the MILF cleaning off my mother’s asshole. It was so hot.

I slid my hands through her black hair, gripping a pair of handfuls. This was amazing to enjoy. My heart pounded, pumping hot blood through my veins.His mother nursed on me with passion. She suckled with hunger. It was fantastic to feel.

She bobbed her head, taking more and more and more of my cock. I groaned as she nursed with passion. Her blue eyes brimmed with such lust. She suckled with force, her cheeks hollowing. The pleasure rippled down my shaft.

“Damn, I knew your mom had cock-sucking lips,” James said.

“Shit, she’s just going to town on Jason’s dick,” Tim said. “God, your mom’s a whore.”

Mrs. Reynolds purred as if she took that to be a compliment. I almost blurted out, “So’s your Mom, Tim. She ate my cum out of my mom’s pussy as I fucked her from behind.” But I refrained.

I just enjoyed the envy of my friends and Carl’s annoyance. His shock. He was ragging on me, and now his mom was polishing my dick with hunger. She enjoyed the taste of my mom’s ass on my cock. She took more and more of me until my cock pressed at the back of her throat.

Then she swallowed me.

I groaned as I sank down her gullet. Her lips slid further down my shaft. Mrs. Donovan deep-throated my dick. Her lips nuzzled into my brown bush. I groaned as she moaned, her humming passion vibrating about the tip of my cock.

“Fuck, Mrs. Donovan,” I groaned.

“Damn, Carl,” Eduardo said. “Your mom just deep-throated him.”

“Such a whore,” Tim chortled.

“Fuck you,” Carl snarled. “She’s not a whore. She’s just… God, Mom, what are you doing?”

His mother just ignored him, her tongue buffing my shaft clean. She grabbed my hips, holding on as she kept my cock buried down her throat. She moaned about me, the humming sound massaging my dick. I came closer and closer to cumming. This felt amazing. I couldn’t believe how great this felt. My cock twitched and throbbed. My face contorted.

Damn, this was amazing. This was just excellent. I shuddered, my face contorting from the delight of this moment. It was awesome to have my cock buried down her throat. My cock drank in the humming delight of her moans. My heart pounded in my chest. The heat rippled through me.

“Fuck, Mrs. Donovan,” I groaned. “Oh, fuck, that’s good. That’s real good. Jesus.”

Then she drew back up me. She had polished my cock and now slid up it. My dick twitched in her throat. I popped out of her gullet and her tongue swept around the crown. The pleasure shot down to my balls. They tightened.

I groaned, my fingers gripping her hair. I came closer and closer to that need to cum. I shuddered, so ready to erupt into her mouth. To fire every drop of cum I had. I would baste her with my jizz. It would be incredible.

“Mrs. Donovan,” I groaned. “I’m going to… To… Yes!”

I erupted into her mouth.

She squealed in delight as I pumped blast after blast of my jizz into her mouth. The pleasure slammed into my mind. Rapture pummeled my thoughts with every blast of my spunk that fired out of my cock. I groaned as I basted her mouth.

She gulped it down. She swallowed it with obvious hunger. James and Tim were chortling while Eduardo flashed me a thumb’s up. Carl glowered as his mother sucked down my spunk. She guzzled down all my seed with hunger.

“Oh, damn, Mrs. Donovan,” I groaned. “Thanks. That was amazing.”

She suckled hard as she slid her mouth up my cock. Her lips plopped off, drool spilling down my cock. “Oh, it was my pleasure to help your mother out. You’re such a good boy, Jason. That deserves to be rewarded.”

She stood up and peeled off the t-shirt she wore. I blinked at that. She smiled at me, her hands pulling off the sports bra next. Her large breasts spilled out. I shuddered as I grabbed them. Tim, James, and Eduardo all watched on in envy.

“Mom!” Carl gasped.

“Oh, just play your video game, honey,” she moaned, my hands kneading her tits. “I’m just cuddling naked with your friend. Like his mom would. But she has dinner to make. Us moms help each other out.”

“You don’t need to be helping out this way,” Carl said, his face red. “God, this is humiliating. What if Dad finds out?”

“He’ll understand,” she said and then peeled off her jeans while I kept squeezing those breasts. She had to bend over, but that didn’t stop me from fondling her tits. She stepped out of her jeans and then worked off her panties.

She had a nice, thick, black bush that dripped with her juices. Once naked, she pushed me back onto the loveseat and cuddled up against me. I liked that. Having a MILF against me was hot. Her breasts rubbed in my arm as I took the game controller.

Carl glowered while Tim, James, and Eduardo kept glancing over.

Eduardo kept sneaking peeks of Mrs. Donovan, that I kicked his ass with Adult Link, my preferred character. Mom wasn’t around to make me play Jigglypuff. Then I defeated Tim. He, too, was just staring at those naked tits.

If they were just good mama boys like me, they’d have seen their own mother’s tits.

I couldn’t believe I thought that. This strange magic on the belt I wasn’t even wearing, I was as naked as the MILF, was so bizarre. How could it affect so many people? Why did it even happen? Did my mother make it? Had she some incestuous lust for me from before the world changed?

Was she a witch or something?

I was in the middle of my match with James when Mrs. Donovan whispered in my ear, “Would you be a good boy and eat my pussy out for me, Jason.”

“Hell, yeah,” I groaned and tossed the controller to Carl. “You won. I got business to attend to.”

“Mmm, you do,” Mrs. Donovan purred. “Ooh, I need my pussy devoured. Make me cum hard. I need a good cum.”

“Mom!” Carl gasped.

“Oh, cumming is natural, Carl,” she said as she shifted over and sat on the arm rest of the love seat. The wall was right behind her. She leaned against it and spread her legs, throwing one up on the top of the love seat. Her black bush was right there.

MILF hair pie.

“Mmm, if your father did it more, or if you did it, I wouldn’t need Jason,” purred the MILF. “Mmm, you are such a sexy, young man. Your mother is lucky to have such a good and loving boy.”

“Your mom is totally into Jason,” said Tim. “Fuck, why not me?”

I just grinned. After all the shit they gave me for being a mama’s boy, I was going to enjoy this. Especially how Carl fumed. It humiliated him. It was like I was cuckolding him and not his dad. In this new world, it should be his job to take care of his mother, but he wasn’t doing it. He was being a rebellious, asshole teenager. A fifteen-year-old idiot.

I knelt on the couch, lowered my head, and pressed my face into Mrs. Donovan’s thick bush. Her sweet musk filled my nose a moment before her curls spilled over my lips. I nuzzled into her cunt and then licked her. My tongue danced through her folds.

She gasped as I did that. Her face contorted with delight. She moaned and shuddered as my tongue slid through her petals. Her sweet cream coated my tongue. I moaned at how amazing she tasted, watching her big boobs jiggle.

“Oh, Jason, yes, yes,” she moaned. “Ooh, eat my cunt. I need to cum so hard.”

“Yes, Mrs. Donovan,” I groaned, loving the flavor of her. “Damn, Carl, your mom tastes great.”

“Go fuck yourself!” Carl hissed.

“Carl!” moaned Mrs. Donovan. “When I’m done fucking your friend, we’re going to talk, young man!”

I loved this. It was so hot. My dick was so hard. She said fuck. It wasn’t just pussy licking. I was going to slide into her MILF pussy. I would enjoy the hell out of her cunt. I slid my hands up and down her thighs as I lapped at her with hunger. I caressed her twat with everything that I had.

She moaned, her boobs jiggling as my tongue fluttered through her folds. Her big boobs heaved in that exciting way. Her juices dribbled over my chin. My tongue brushed her clit. I loved the way she jumped and shuddered.

Her hands grabbed fistfuls of my hair. She held me to her hair pie. Her silky curls rubbed on my face as I thrust my tongue to the depths of her cunt. I buried in deep. I fluttered about in her. My tongue danced around in circles. I loved the flavor of her cum. I stroked her walls, drinking in her sweet musk.

“Yes, yes, yes,” she moaned, her body shuddering. “Oh, Jason, yes, yes! Such a good pussy licker! Your mother must be so proud of you!”

“So proud,” I moaned and flicked my tongue to her clit.

“Jason!” she squealed.

I fluttered my tongue around her clit, caressing that naughty bud. I knew how much my mother loved it when I did this. She was such a fan of me licking and lapping at her pearl. I danced my tongue around Mrs. Donovan’s as she trembled there.

I suckled on it and thrust a pair of fingers into her snatch. Her hot pussy gripped my digits. My cock throbbed, eager to be buried in her. She moaned, her head tossing, black hair dancing. Her big boobs rose and fell.

“That’s it,” she moaned. “Ooh, Jason, churn up my pussy. Yes, yes, I’m going to cum.”

“Yeah, you are, Mrs. Donovan,” Tim called. “Wow, your mom’s a dirty whore.”

“So’s your mom!” Carl hissed back. “I bet she’s fucked Jason, too. She’s always over at his house hanging out with his mom.”

“No way,” Tim gasped.

I just smiled and suckled hard on Mrs. Donovan’s clit. I had cuckolded both of my friends. I nursed, my lips nibbling on her pearl. Her pussy clamped down on my fingers. Her juices grew hotter and hotter as I churned her up.

Her moans grew louder and louder. She trembled. Her boobs smacked together. Jammed my fingers in deep and suckled with all my might on her clit. Her body bucked. She gasped in delight, her whimpers feeling the air.

“Jason!” she squealed.

Her pussy convulsed around my digits. Juices gushed out, bathing my hand. I wanted to drink that MILF delight. I ripped my fingers out of her cunt and moved my lips down. Her passion spilled into my mouth.

I swallowed her pussy juices. Her sweet delight poured down my throat. And my chin. A flood gushed out of her. I reveled in it while she moaned out her pleasure. Her big boobs heaved as she shuddered, her silky bush rubbing on my face.

“Oh, Jason,” she moaned, tightening her grip on my hair. She lifted my face from her pussy. “That was amazing. I haven’t cum that good in years and… You have such a big dick. I have to enjoy it.”

I leaned back on the love seat, my back resting on the other armrest. I grabbed my cock and shook it. “Why don’t you go for a ride.”

“Mom!” Carl groaned.

My other friends whooped as Mrs. Donovan crawled over me. Her big boobs would be facing them as she rode me. I still couldn’t see them, my eyes locked on those huge tits anyways, but they would. Those breasts would heave as she rode me.

She grabbed my cock and stroked me. She lowered her cunt to my dick. Her black curls tickled the tip. A shiver ran through me. Then she sank down my cock. I shuddered as she swallowed my dick with her hot pussy.

She sank lower and lower down my cock. I groaned at that. It was fantastic to feel. She took my dick to the hilt. I groaned, loving the way that her pussy engulfed my cock. It was such a delight. My face contorted.

“Fuck,” I groaned, savoring her pussy about my cock. “Oh, fuck, that’s good. That’s so fucking good. Yes, yes, I love it!”

“Mmm, of course you do,” purred Mrs. Donovan. “You’re such a good boy with such a big dick. Ooh, I’m so lucky to take care of you for your mom.”

“Enjoy,” I groaned.

“I will!” she cooed and slid up my cock, her tight cunt gripping me.

Carl groaned in disgust while my other friends were clapping and cheering on Mrs. Donovan.
“Ride that cock!” groaned James.

“Your tits are amazing bouncing up and down, Mrs. Donovan!” panted Tim.

“Fuck, you’re so hot, Mrs. Donovan!” Eduardo groaned.

“Oh, boys,” the MILF moaned, her cheeks going red. “Aren’t you all sweet?”

“Just like your pussy, Mrs. Donovan,” I groaned as her cunt worked up and down my cock.

She winked a blue eye down at me. “You would know, Jason.”

I licked my lips and nodded, savoring her pussy sliding up and down my cock. She held me tight. Her pussy felt so amazing about my dick. It was fantastic to enjoy. I shuddered, her pussy gripping me. She held me tight in that wonderful embrace. I groaned, loving every moment of her working her cunt up and down my cock. She rode me with such passion. It was awesome to enjoy her twat’s embrace.

Her boobs heaved magnificently. I just lay there, savoring the sight as her pussy worked up and down my cock. Carl’s mom had such a tight cunt. I groaned, my balls tightening. I would pump so much cum into her pussy. Just flood her with everything that I had.

Her hands planted on my chest. She moaned, staring down at me with such hot eyes and her pussy clenching about my cock as she slid up me. Her fingernails scratched at me. Her twat melted around my cock.

“Oh, yes, yes, this cock, Jason!” she groaned. “Oh, this cock is amazing. Ooh, that’s so good. Yes, yes, that’s amazing. Oh, god, I love your dick. So big. I’m going to cum so hard on your cock.”

“I can’t wait, Mrs. Donovan,” I groaned.

“And you’re going to spurt all your seed in me,” she moaned, her boobs bouncing. “Just erupting over and over into my pussy.” She leaned over me. “I’m not on the pill. My husband’s had a vasectomy.”

“Shit, Jason’s going to breed your mom!” groaned James.

“What?” gasped Carl. “Mom!”

“Oh, honey, it’s your loss for not being a good boy like Jason!” She squeezed her pussy as she slid up my cock. “You could breed your mother, too. Mmm, but Jason’s a mama’s boy, aren’t you?”

“Fuck, yes!” I moaned. If my mom cast a spell or made a wish or something to make my belt buckle, I was thrilled. I would do whatever it took to make her happy if I had moments like this. “I’m going to breed you, Mrs. Donovan!”

Her pussy squeezed hot around my dick. She massaged me as she worked her twat up my cock. I groaned at how amazing that felt. My face contorted from the bliss. The heat swelled in me. I would have such a huge burst of pleasure. A mighty burst of ecstasy.

It would be incredible to breed her.

I shuddered, savoring that delight of her hot pussy working up and down my dick. My friends watched on as Mrs. Donovan’s boobs heaved. Her head tossed, black hair dancing as she enjoyed my cock. She loved it. I could tell.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I moaned, savoring her twat clenching down on me. She held me tight. She gripped me with that wonderful twat. “Mrs. Donovan!”

“Ooh, yes, yes, I’m getting there,” she moaned, slamming her snatch down my dick. “I’m so close. Breed me, Jason. Put a good boy in my womb. A son who will be my mama’s boy.”

“Yes!” I gasped, my dick throbbing at that thought. It was wild. Her pussy slammed down my cock, taking every inch of me. “Mrs. Donovan! I’m going to flood you with cum!”

“Fuck,” Carl muttered.

“You’re going to have a new brother,” chortled James. “Damn, this is hot. I’m so jacking it to your boobs, Mrs. Donovan.”

“Enjoy!” the MILF moaned, her fingernails scratching my chest. Her blue eyes smoldered. “Oh, I’m so ready to have another baby. Your baby, Jason. Oh, yes, yes, breed me!”

My dick throbbed in her pussy. She impaled her cunt down my cock. It was incredible to have her riding me. I groaned. Savoring her snatch slamming down my shaft before rising back to my pinnacle. She massaged my crown.

My toes curled and my balls tightened. I had all that semen in my balls ready to flood her womb. I just needed to feell her pussy going wild on me. The best chance to breed a woman, I heard, was to spurt in her while she was climaxing.

“Oh, Jason, yes!” she gasped, her pussy slamming down my cock. “I want to feel you cumming in me. I’m so close.”

“Then explode on my dick, Mrs. Donovan!” I shot my hands up and grabbed her breasts. I squeezed her tits. “Let me feel your pussy rippling and writhing around my cock. Just sucking out all my cum!”

“Yes!” She impaled her pussy down my dick, her hot flesh engulfing every inch. “Jason!”

Her pussy convulsed. Her married twat rippled and writhed around me. The hot MILF bucked, her hair dancing around her face. I squeezed her heaving boobs as her pussy rippled and writhed around my cock. It was incredible to feel her suckling at me.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” I moaned.

“Christ, your mom is cumming on Jason’s dick,” Eduardo said.

“Yeah, she is!” Tim added.

“I am!” moaned Mrs. Donovan, her pussy massaging my cock, sucking at the tip of my dick. “Oh, Jason, spurt your seed into me. Breed me!”

“Shit, yes!” I gasped, the pressure bursting at the pinnacle of my cock. I erupted.

I fired blast after blast of my cum into her pussy. I basted her cervix and flooded her womb with my seed. The ecstasy barreled through my body and crashed into my mind. Sparks flared across my vision. Across her face twisting in rapture.

“Jason!” she moaned. “Yes, yes, give me your son! My good mama’s boy!”

I pumped her full of my cum. Spurt after spurt of my jizz flooded her. I groaned, savoring that delight. It was amazing to baste her twat with all my spunk. I shuddered, my face contorting with bliss. It was so awesome to erupt in her. To breed the MILF.

I pumped all my cum into her pussy. She worked me dry. I shuddered, savoring that delight. I groaned, my heart pumping bliss through my veins. She whimpered, a big smile on her face. She rubbed at my chest and then leaned over and kissed me.

Her breast piled into my chest as our tongues danced. Her lips were so sweet on mine. Did she taste her pussy juices lingering on my mouth? I hoped so. My hands grabbed her ass as my cock twitched in her pussy.

“Mmm,” she purred, breaking the kiss. “If you boys are staying for dinner, I’ll be making fish sticks. I know you have to get home to your mom.”

“Yeah,” I said.

Then she slid off of me and the couch. “And Carl,” she said, moving before him. Her black bush dripped with my pearly cum. “If you want to be a brat and not fuck me like a good boy, fine. But don’t you sit there and curse and throw a fit like a baby because your friend is stepping up to take care of me. He has his own mother to love, but he’s giving me some of his cum. You should be thanking him instead of being such an ungrateful brat.”

“S-sorry, Mom,” Carl said.

“Now, if you ever want to be a good boy and fuck me, you let me now.” She snagged her clothes and marched to the stairs. “Dinner’s in twenty minutes. Wash up.”

She marched up the stairs with angry steps. No one said anything for a moment. I started gathering my clothes. Then my friends began making excuses about why they had to leave. Carl sat on the couch, his face so red.

I wanted to say he should have been a mama’s boy like me, but it was hot fucking his mother. I was glad he was being defiant. I hoped my other friends were, too. Their mothers might need me, too. I could be all their good boys.

I dressed and headed up the stairs with them. We found Mrs. Donovan in the kitchen, dressed again, a big smile on her face. She waved at us and winked at me. There was such promise in that wink. I had to come over here more often.

If Mom would let me.

Outside, James said, “I can’t believe you fuck your own mom, but I get Mrs. Donovan. I’d love to have her ride me.”

“I’d be her good boy,” Tim said. “Damn, she’s hot.”

“So’s your Mom,” I said. “Hot and tight.”

“Oh, damn, he has fucked your mom,” Eduardo said. “Right?”

I just wore a huge grin and shrugged my shoulders, my dick so hard in my boxers and jeans.

“No way, Jason,” Tim said. “You didn’t fuck my mom, did you? God, did you breed her, too? Dude, that’s so fucked up. Carl’s mom is one thing, but mine is off-limits.”

“I’m not saying I had a threesome with my mom and yours before coming over here,” I said. “And it had nothing to do with why I was so late. I certainly didn’t fuck your mom while she ate out the creampie I left in my mom.”

“MILF on MILF action,” groaned Eduardo. “Fuck, maybe there is something to being a mama’s boy.”

“Yeah,” Eduardo said. “You are the man, Jason. Mrs. Best and Mrs. Reynolds in one day!” He held up his hand and we exchanged high fives.

I grinned, enjoying the praise.

“Fucking assholes,” Tim snarled and hurried off, having the same reaction as Carl had.

“I really think I should see if my mom wants me to fuck her,” James said, glancing at me. “Before you get your dick in her.”

Eduardo nodded.

“Good luck,” I said. “You’ll enjoy it.”

I broke from my friends. I meant it. There was nothing like being cock-deep in my mother. Mrs. Donovan and Mrs. Best had been amazing fucks, but that taboo delight of sliding into the pussy that had birthed me was like nothing else. It was sublime in how wrong it was.

The fact no one else thought it was wrong outside of some teenage boys who didn’t want to be mothered any longer. It was so strange. I ran a finger over the belt buckle, tracing the cursive letters, and wondered where Mom had gotten it. I was so curious.

Dad was just getting home when I did, a carton of milk in his hand. He nodded to me as I joined him heading up to the door. We opened it to the scent of lemon and chicken, something boiling in the kitchen.

Mom turned and beamed at us. “There are my boys.”

She hurried over and cupped my face, kissing me on the lips with passion. Her tongue slipped into my mouth. I shuddered as she broke the kiss. Then she took the milk from dad and gave him a quick peck on the lips.

“Thanks, honey,” she said, hurrying back to the kitchen, her ass swaying in her sundress. “Dinner will be ready in ten minutes. Can you set the table, Jason?”

“Of course, Mom!” I said.

Dad nodded in approval. “Glad to see you’re not talking back. She even texted me that you fucked her in the ass before your friends. Weren’t embarrassed at all.”

I certainly was embarrassed now. This was so surreal. “Yeah, Dad.”

“Good lad.” He ruffled my hair, smiling with filial pride.

I headed to the kitchen and started gathering the plates and silverware. I glanced at Mom. She was working on the stove with a noodle dish that smelled garlicky. “Uh, Mom, this belt you bought me. Where did you get it.”

“Target,” she said. “Just saw it and had to buy it.”

“Right, right,” I said, swallowing. “So, uh, did you put like a spell on it.”

“What?” She sounded incredulous. “A spell. Do you think I’m a witch or something? I know my cooking has been described as magical.”

“Did you make a wish so that we could, you know… fuck.” I glanced at her.

“Well, doesn’t every mother want to have a mama’s boy that will make love to her and breed her?” She put a hand to her stomach. “So many boys won’t do it these days, but I’m glad you do.”

It was then that I realized she was under the belt’s spell like everyone else. I couldn’t believe the old her would have wished that. But I was the only one that seemed to know what the old way of doing things was like.

I set the table, grabbed a beer for Dad and sodas for Mom and me. Diet Dr. Pepper for her and a Mountain Dew for me. I pulled out my phone and started googling to see if anything was out of the ordinary. I found articles about mothers complaining about how their sons wouldn’t have sex with them. News reports about the global decline in mother-son intimate relationships.

“The crisis in motherhood,” it was called. I scanned the headlines.

“Jesus, what the hell happened to the world when I put on the belt buckle?” I muttered.

“Dinner,” Mom called and brought the plate of chicken over. “Can you grab the noodles and the salad, Jason?”

“I’d love to, Mom,” that urge to make her happy gripping me. It utterly controlled me. Just like it had changed the world.

We sat down to eat. Dad joined us. Grace was said and then we piled the food on our plates. The lemon chicken breasts were delicious, moist and tender. The noodles had parmesan and garlic on them. It was simple but delicious. Mom’s homemade vinaigrette went great with the salad.

“Honey,” Mom said to dad. “Can you sleep in the guest bedroom tonight?”

“Oh?” Dad asked, looking up at Mom.

“It’s just I want to spend the night making love to our son.” She glanced over at me and winked. “It’s going to be wild. You’re not going to get much sleep, honey, and you have to work early. Jason’s bed is just too small for the ideas I have.”

“Sure, sure,” Dad said. “I get it. You’re finally having sex with Jason.” He glanced at me. “You should have been nailing your mother a year ago. She should have had your child by now. But, I’m glad you came to your senses. She was so worried she’d be like most mothers these days.”

“Yeah,” I said, shaking my head. It was so bizarre. He just accepted it as normal. The world had gone insane, but that was okay. Mother-son incest was allowed. Not any other type that I could tell. But just the type that mattered.

I helped mom with the dishes. She washed while I rinsed and put them in the dishwasher. She had this big smile on her lips as we did it. She asked me how good Mrs. Donovan was. When I said, “Not nearly as good as your pussy, Mom,” she beamed at me and kissed me.

Dad was settled down in the living room watching college foosball as Mom and I finished cleaning up the kitchen. It was spotless when we were done. Instead of going up to my room, I came out to watch TV with them.

Mom’s kindle was in its usual spot. She liked to read as Dad watched Fox Sports. But with me sitting beside her, it wasn’t long before she was rubbing at my cock through my jeans. I groaned as she did that.

“Mmm, so you fucked and bred Mrs. Donovan, huh?” she asked, her fingers popping the fastener of my jeans.

“Yeah,” I said, glancing over at Dad. “Uh, maybe we should go upstairs. You know, go to bed.”

“It’s too early for that,” she said and shoved her hand into my pants, the zipper rasping down.

“Don’t you think Dad might mind?” I asked as she pulled out my cock, her hands stroking it.

“Oh, honey, just try not to be so loud,” she purred and then ducked her head down and swallowed the tip of my dick.

I groaned as she did that. Her lips slid over my cock. I closed my eyes, hoping the sweet flavor of Mrs. Donovan’s pussy cream lingered on my dick. Mom moaned with hunger, sucking hard on my dick with such passion. I shuddered, my cock twitching.

A commercial came on. My parents still watched normal cable. Dad could have just gotten the game results from YouTube or something. Plenty of commentators out there, but he sat through the commercials. I just half-watched the car ad as my mom worked her mouth up and down my dick.

“On Sixty Minutes Sunday Night, we talk with Mothers for Incest Love and Fucking Sons, a new organization that seeks to promote sex between mothers and sons and change the dismal trend of that special relationship being broke,” the ad said, a stopwatch ticking away. “M.I.L.F.S. seeks to change that.”

“Good for them,” Dad said, nodding to me.

“Yeah,” I panted, Mom working her mouth up and down my dick with such hunger. She suckled with passion. I shuddered, my balls tightening from the joy of Mom’s sucking. “Damn, Mom knows how to suck a dick.”

“She’s is good,” he said, nodding.

It was so hot having Mom blow me while Dad watched the game. Her hot mouth worked up and down my dick. Her curly, brown hair swayed around her face while her green eyes stared right up at me. They burned with her delight.

Mom enjoyed sucking my dick. That was such a rush I couldn’t believe how much I loved it. It was fantastic to have her working her mouth up and down my dick. She suckled on me with such passion. I groaned, my face contorting with the delight of this moment.

I shuddered, her mouth bobbing faster and faster. My fingers dug into her hair. I held her tight, loving the feel of her hot mouth. The ache built and built at the tip of my dick. She moaned as she moved me.

“That’s it, Mom,” I hissed, trying to be quiet.

Dad leaned forward in his chair, watching the play.

“Oh, Mom, you’re going to get a mouthful of my cum.”

She winked a green eye at me.

I shuddered as she kept suckling. It felt so good. My balls tensed as she nursed on me. She worked her mouth faster and faster up and down my dick. It was such an excellent delight. My heart pumped such exhilaration through my veins.

The ache swelled at the tip. Every time she slid up my cock, the suction she created was intense. Titanic. Her cheeks hollowed. Such wicked and wet noises came from her mouth as she loved my cock.

My mom was awesome.

I loved being her mama’s boy.

“I’m going to cum, Mom,” I groaned.

She purred with such hunger, sucking even harder. She bobbed her head and danced her tongue. She caressed me in all the right spots. She knew how to make me feel so amazing. I would just explode with rapture.

“Mom,” I groaned, Dad cheering on the game. “Oh, Mom, yes!”

I erupted into her mouth. Hot blasts of cum fired out of my dick and pumped into her mouth. Stars burst across my vision. I shuddered, my legs kicking. My face contorted as I basted her mouth with every drop of cum that I had in my balls.

She gulped down my seed with such relish. Her green eyes stared up at me as she drank my cum. It was such a magnificent delight. I groaned as the pleasure slammed through my body and into my mind.

I panted as I fired that last blast of cum into my mother’s mouth. She slid her lips off my cock and smiled at me. She glanced at Dad and then peeled off her sundress, cum and drool running down her chin. She dropped her dress on the floor, her naked flesh exposed. Her curly, brown hair swayed about her face. Her bush dripped with pussy cream.

“Just remember to be quiet,” she said, glancing at Dad. He was into the game.

“Come on, defense! Defense!” He pounded his fist on the armrest. “Dammit.”

He didn’t care one bit that mom was naked and straddling me. Her big breasts jiggled before me. She grabbed my cock with her fingers, her green eyes so hot. She lowered the pussy that had birthed me. That incestuous hole came nearer and nearer to my cock. Her silky pubic hairs engulfed the tip.

Then her hot cuntlips kissed my cock.

I groaned at that, her boobs jiggling before my face. She whimpered as she sank down and down my cock. Her back arched, her breasts thrusting at me. They heaved. Her pussy devoured my dick. I loved the feel of her forbidden flesh around me. It was wonderful to be back in her.

“Oh, Jason, I love your big dick in me,” she moaned. “You’re so much bigger than your father.”

“Rita, honey, the game,” Dad said, not fazed at all that his wife just praised my dick as better than his.

“Sorry.” She winked at me. “Mmm, it is bigger. I am so glad you stopped being so rebellious. It’s such an epidemic.”

“Yeah. But James and Eduardo are going home to fuck their mothers.”

“Good for them.” Her pussy clenched on my cock. Then she slid her arms around my neck and pulled me to her breast. “Just suck on Mommy’s nipple. That will keep you quiet.”

I grinned and slid my lips over her nipple. I nursed on her nub, wishing so desperately that there would be milk. I grabbed her ass, squeezing her rump. Her pussy clamped down on my cock every time I suckled. I was in incestuous heaven.

I pulled on her ass, lifting her hips. She slid up my cock, her pussy clinging to my dick. My tip drank in the silky glide of her snatch. She moaned softly as Dad cheered on the game. Then she slammed her cunt down my dick.

“Going to get a beer,” Dad said as the commercials started. “Want anything, Rita?”
“Oh, Jason’s giving me everything I need, Mike,” Mom moaned, slamming her pussy down my cock. “Mmm, his big dick in me is all I need.”

“Good, good,” Dad said absently.

I squeezed her rump, lifting her cunt up my cock only to enjoy her impaling her twat down my dick again. It was incredible feeling her swallowing my cock. Just fantastic. I shuddered, savoring that delight. She felt so amazing about me. Just wonderful. She undulated her hips, stirring her cunt around my cock as she rode me.

Dad returned and cracked open his beer. I moaned around Mom’s nipple, suckling hard on her nub. She whimpered, her curly, brown hair dancing around her face. She stared at me with her green eyes. They sparkled with her delight.

I nibbled with hunger on her nub. My fingers squeezed her rump. I would fire so much cum into her snatch. Just baste her with everything that I had. It would be incredible. Her pussy impaled down my cock over and over again. She swallowed every inch of my dick. I loved it. I loved every moment of her riding my shaft.

“That’s it,” she cooed, keeping her voice soft. “Mmm, that’s so good. Your big dick is going to breed me. If you haven’t already.”

I groaned, my fingers digging into her rump. She slammed down my cunt. Her pussy clung to my dick. My arms flexed as I guided her. The ache built and built at the tip of my cock. That explosive burst that would shower my mother’s cunt in all my cum. I would baste her with my jizz.

She squeezed her twat around my dick, her pussy gripping me with such delight. It was amazing. I loved every moment of her riding me. I built and built towards my orgasm. I would have such a huge one. Just a big burst of pleasure.

“Oh, yes, yes, Jason,” she whimpered.

“Come on,” Dad groaned. I knew he was cheering on his team, but I felt like he was cheering me on. “You can do it. Yes! First down!”

She squeezed her cunt around my dick. She held me tight, gripping me with that wonderful cunt. I loved it. Savored it. I wanted to spurt all my cum into her snatch. Just baste her twat with all that wonderful spunk. I would give her a baby. I would breed my mother.

Her cunt slammed down me. Her pussy squeezed about my cock and then she slid up me again. I was getting so close to cumming. So close to erupting in her cunt. My fingers dug into her ass while the commercials played.

“Fathers, you have an important role to play in your son’s lives,” a motherly woman said. “Encourage them to be men and step up to fuck your wives. Studies show that mothers who have sex with their sons are 70% happier and 90% more fulfilled sexually. Be the man of the house, and encourage your son to screw your wife.”

“This message has been paid for by Mothers for Incest Love and Fucking Sons.”

“Yes, yes, yes,” Mom moaned. “That’s so true. I’m so sexually fulfilled now.”

“Game’s back on,” Dad said.

Mom slammed her cunt down my dick. I moaned around her nipple. My dick throbbed, the ache throbbing at the tip. I wanted to cum in her. I shuddered as she slid up me. I suckled hard on her nub, aching for her to convulse around my cock. To climax on me.

She slammed her incestuous pussy down my dick. I groaned, my eyes squeezing shut. My balls boiled. I had to cum. I sucked on her nipple, fighting that urge as she slid her juicy cunt back up my cock. She massaged me the entire way. She whimpered and impaled her twat down my shaft.

Her pussy went wild.

“That’s it!” Dad cried. “Come on. Yes, yes, that’s it. TOUCHDOWN!”

“Yes, yes, yes!” Mom howled as my cum fired into her fertile pussy.

I pumped blast after blast of cum into her snatch. Stars burst across my vision as I unloaded in her twat. Her pussy rippled and writhed around my dick. It was incredible to feel her cunt spasming and milking me.

Dad cheered his team and Mom cried out her rapture as I bred her. She bucked on me. I ripped my mouth off her nipple, my head arching back. I added my groans of delight as I pumped blast after blast of my cum into her snatch.

“Mom!” I gasped. “Oh, Mom, yes, yes, this is amazing!”

“It is!” Mom groaned. “Oh, god, yes, yes, this is.”

Her pussy milked me. She drew out every drop of spunk. It was incredible feeling the last of my jizz firing into her pussy. I panted there, dizzy with the lust of this moment. It was fantastic to enjoy. I felt so good. A big smile spread on my lips.

“Mom,” I groaned.

“Mmm,” she purred. “I’m ready for bed. How about you?”

I nodded eagerly.

Mom slid her pussy off my cock and slid off me. She headed over and gave Dad a quick kiss on the lips goodnight then sauntered naked past me, running the tips of her fingers across my cock. I shuddered and bolted to my feet.

“Every woman craves the feel of her son in her pussy,” the motherly woman on the commercial purred. “That bonding moment of uniting with her son. But so many mothers go lacking. We need all your help. Mothers for Incest Love and Fucking Sons is asking for your pledge to help spread the awareness of the benefits of mother/son relationships. Please, consider donating to M.I.L.F.S. with time or money.”

“We should help them,” Mom said. “Other mothers and sons need to have what we have.”

“Of course, Mom,” I said, so eager to be a good mama’s boy as I followed her naked rump up the stairs. “Can I fuck you in the ass again, Mom?”

She laughed in delight. “Of course. You can do whatever you want to me tonight.”

Yes, I was glad that the belt buckle had changed the world.

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