Jeremy gulped. His throat felt dry. His face felt hot. His skin felt too tight for his own body. His eyes were drawn, as if by a magnetic force, to his mother's body as she sprawled on his bed, lit only by the warm, buttery glow of his bedside lamp.
Her shoulders, graceful and slightly athletic, decorated by winding, bright red tribal tattoos that were stark against her pale white skin. Her full breasts, perkier than he'd have ever expected, tipped with rosy red nipples that themselves were lewdly pierced by glittering barbells that shone invitingly under the lamplight. Her belly had just enough muscle and cush to make the path from her breasts to her belly button to her thighs to her pelvic region a delightful one -- and there was a bright red triangular tattoo that pointed directly at the cleft of her absolutely soaked pussy.
"Right," Jeremy said. "Talk."
Mom slid along her side, showing her body off with her languid motions as she crooked her arm underneath her, putting her palm against her cheek. Her eyes glittered as she licked her lips again -- wetting them down.
"I've heard a lot of things about your little study group with your sisters," Mom said.
"Y-Yeah..." Jeremy said, stepping back slightly -- but the door behind him was closed. And he was pretty sure it was locked. Because of course it was. Dragons. His heart beat faster and faster as Mom caressed her finger in slow circles on the bed.
"You can, uh, sit down next to me," she said, her voice a soft purr. "I don't bite. Much."
"Okay," Jeremy stepped closer. His cock was achingly hard. In fact, he was pretty sure that he had never been this aroused in his life -- though, he had thought that so often that he was pretty sure that it was down to a five way tie between multiple points in his life. He sat on the bed, and his Mother pressed against his side, her movement sinuous and quick. Her palm pressed against his thigh, her other hand caressed his chest, and her breath was warm in his ear.
"I know you fuck your sisters, Jeremy."
Jeremy's cheeks heated harder.
"I can explain-"
"About the dragons?" Mom's teeth nibbled his ear and Jeremy gasped. Her palm slid along his belly, down to his crotch. "Yeah, Morgan told me everything." Her finger traced the throbbing erection of him. "G-God, you're huge, honey."
"T-Thanks," Jeremy whispered.
"I also happen to know from Morgan that you can lose your control sometimes," Mom murmured, her voice soft. "You can be quite dominant when you put your mind to it." She shivered, then pressed her breasts against the curve of his shoulder blade. Her achingly hard nipples were two hard points against his muscle and Jeremy's throat felt so dry. His head was swimming. His eyes were misted over with a faint haze of raw lust -- so burningly fierce that making words, let alone understanding them, was getting harder and harder by the second. Mom's crooning voice in his ear stoked the flames hotter and hotter with every word. "You've been nothing but a good son and good provider to our family. And I've kept every sinful thing I did secret from you. But you know. And I know. We both know that we
want
this so badly. So, please...please..." She bit his neck, then growled against him, her teeth releasing him as her finger unzipping his cock. "Take your big fat dick out and
slam
your Mom so hard she can't fucking walk, son!"
Jeremy felt what was left of his brain
crack, snap,
and
pop
.
He wasn't sure how he had gotten from sitting with his hands on his thighs to pinning his mom on her back, his mouth pressed to her lips, his tongue thrusting between her lips and against her tongue. She was clearly not sure how either because she squirmed under him -- pressing against him in shock. Jeremy shoved her hands above her head, pinning her there as his cock sprang free from his jeans. His clothes felt too tight and too close -- and when he broke the kiss, Mom gasped out: "J-Jeremy!"
Jeremy grabbed his shirt, ripping it off his body. Cloth tore and tattered and his mother gaped up at him as he exposed his taut, toned body. Then he grabbed her thighs, shoved her knees up against her breasts and
slammed
into her. He gave her no time to prepare, took no time to ready her. He simply hilted himself inside of the pussy that had given birth to him -- returning to the womb in a quite literal sense as his cocktip prodded against her deepest parts. His balls clapped against her ass, jiggling her rump with every impact as he grunted, low and fierce in his throat, and Mom...Mom arched her back, tightened her cunt, and grabbed onto the headboard of his bed.
The bedsprings squeaked.
The frame creaked.
And Mom
filled
the air with her pleasure.
"Hnnn! Yes! Yes! Yes! Ah! Fuck mommy! Fuck me hard, fuck my brains out you
motherfucker
!" She gasped out. "Ah! Your mom's a big fat fucking slut, and she loves getting dicked by her own son! Fuck!"
Jeremy felt the feral strength of her lewd words -- pushing him harder and faster. He growled and then put his hands on her shoulders, looming over her as he looked down into her eyes. He snarled out: "How many times did you touch yourself, thinking of me?"
"Never," she gasped out. "Until I...saw you fucking your slutty little sisters!"
She moaned. Her eyes went hazy. Her cunt clenched on him -- and Jeremy realized that his mother had just cum on his dick. His own flesh and blood...cumming on his prick as he thrust into her with a wild abandon. He wasn't wearing a condom and he didn't give a fuck if the draconic working applied or not. He just knew that he needed to claim her...and so...
He thrust once more and snarled low in his throat. His balls clenched and his mother cried out, raggedly, her knuckles going pale white as she gripped the headboard. Her whole body quivered as she panted and gasped, her eyes fluttering half shut as she mewled. "Yes...yes...yes..." She whispered -- as Jeremy slid his dick from her. He watched the pussy that had given birth to him and his sisters...drip with his thick, white incestuous cum. He heard his mother's groaning voice as she whispered: "Oh god, oh god, oh god, it's so fucking warm and delicious..."
Jeremy realized something.
His dick, soaked as it was by his own cum and his mother's pussy juices?
It was still
rock hard
.
"Mmmrrr...you think you're done, Mom?"
"Huh?" Her face looked shocked as she blinked up at him.
Jeremy grabbed her hips, rolled, grabbed, then slammed back into her. She threw her head back, then planted it forward against the silken sheets, her hands balling up on the sheets as she started to rock back against him. Jeremy looked down at the sleek curve of her spine, grinning wickedly as he thrust into her again and again, doggy style. The sway of her breasts, the slap of her ass cheeks...the way his eyes lighted on the tattoo above her ass, the glittering cursive words proclaiming to the world:
