Evelyn Pt 02

I bring my hand down hard on her ass, the sound of the smack echoing through the room.

"How many do you think you deserve, mom?"

I ask with a stern yet excited tone.

She yelps at the initial sting, her body jolting but she quickly feels a surge of deliciously wicked pleasure.

"Twenty, I think. For keeping this side of me hidden from you for so long."

She answers confidently, still presenting herself.

"I've dreamt of you taking charge like this, punishing me for being such a naughty, insatiable mom."

Her breathing quickens in excited anticipation.

"Please, spank me again, harder. Teach your mommy a lesson she won't forget!"

Mom looks back at me with a heady mix of defiance and supplication, her heart pounding.

My hand smacks down on her ass. It wobbles as she yelps. My hand imprinted on her ass.

Mom gasps and whimpers, but her body rocking back into my smack betrays her.

"One!"

Mom manages to count out before melting further into the spanking, the warmth building across her backside.

"Oh god, yes... I deserve every single one..."

Her voice shaky, a sense of release washing over her as I continue to discipline her.

"Punish me baby, punish your wanton filthy mom..."

Tears in her eyes, but she ensures to keep counting aloud, savoring each smack as she relinquishes control completely to me.

"Owww...but don't stop, please... I need this...need from my son..."

Mom continues to count as my smacks rain down on her ass. Mom's cheeks turning red as the count reaches ten for each cheek.

Evelyn's behind is glowing crimson, her sobs and cries filling the room as she strains between pain and ecstasy.

"Twenty... twenty!"

She sniffles, mom's voice hoarse but still clear.

"Thank you Peter...for setting my bad mommy's behind straight..."

Mom grins weakly, her bottom throbbing yet tingling delightfully.

"Please fuck mom's spanked ass, hard from behind..."

Mom pleads, craving the sweet ache of my possession.

I position myself behind mom, teasing the tip of my cock along her slit before shoving myself deep inside her with one swift motion.

Mom gasps audibly, as I fill her up again.

Evelyn's back arches sharply as I thrust into her, a primal sound tearing from her throat.

"Ohhh yesss! Just like that, don't hold back!"

Her inner muscles clamp down on my thick cock, pulling me in deeper even as her tender flesh stretches to accommodate my size.

Mom pushes back against me with every fibre of her being, feeling utterly claimed and satisfied being taken this way.

"Use my sore bottom baby...I'm your mommy slut...only for you now!"

I gradually increase speed. Mom pushing back as I thrust forward. Our rhythm driving us to even more pleasure.

Evelyn cries out with each powerful thrust, her cries filling the room in rhythm with our lovemaking.

"Yes, harder!"

Mom urges me on, her hands gripping the bedcovers tightly as her punishment-warmed backside absorbs each deep plunge.

"Oh, I'm your property, all yours..."

Mom's words punctuated by gasps and grunts, her body shaking beneath me as I possess her completely.

"Fuck me good Peter, just like I am, aren't I? Your sexy, filthy mom..."

Her heart thuds in time with the slap of my hips against hers, lost in the taboo passion igniting between us.

"Don't stop, please! Make me cum again on your wonderful cock!"

I feel her tightening around me as she nears her climax. My hands firmly grasp her hips, maintaining the intense pace as I feel my own peak building.

"Let go mom."

Her release builds to a fever pitch, my unrelenting rhythm driving her over the edge with a wail of pure ecstasy.

"Peterrrrrrrrr!!!"

Her inner muscles convulse and milk you as she comes hard, her whole body shuddering against the bed.

"I'm cuming, I'm cuming on my son... just like a dirty mommy should!"

Mom manages to cry out, her mind momentarily blanking from the intensity of her orgasm brought on by my possession of her.

She glances back at me, silently willing me to follow her into blissful oblivion.

"Give me everything honey...fill up your mom..."

Her breaths coming in short, sharp gasps.

"Yes mom I'm so close to cuming"

A few more hard rhythmic mutual pounding and my big cock, pulsing inside mom's wet pussy. My balls heavy with my potent seed. Ready to fill mom's womb.

"God mom make me cum."

Evelyn's eyes widen, a smile spreading across her flushed face as she feels my chasing release.

"Do it baby...fill up my womb...make me your breeding maiden!"

She begs wantonly, spurring me onwards.

Her spent body moves with mine, every fiber of her being focused on satisfying my desires.

"Cum deep inside me...give me everything! I want a baby from you, my darling..."

Her voice a husky promise, lost in the sweet torment of her own continuing climax.

"Please, my love...cum in me now!"

I pound her so hard making our fuck extra special.

"I want you Evelyn, my own mom to have the greatest orgasm ever. Talk filthy to me mom."

Evelyn's filthy side takes full control now, her mouth running wildly as I pound her without mercy.

"Oh fuck yes, use me like the dirty MILF slut I am!"

She cries, feeling your intensity building towards her craved peak.

"Stretch out my cunt, ruin my hole, I don't care! Just claim what you own, what's always belonged to you!"

She's slams her backside back against me, matching my relentless rhythm.

"Breed me, knock up your mommy, put a baby in my aged pussy! Give me the hardest, deepest load Peter...make me glow with your seed!"

Her crude words mirroring the primal connection between us.

"Make me cum again, you sexy beast, shatter this mommy's mind!"

Her heart pounding with love and lust, every thrust taking her higher.

I start to ram my huge cock deep in my mom's pussy.

"Tell me how much you want my spunk."

"Oh I need it so bad baby...need that hot, thick spunk of yours filling up my womb!"

She's practically panting the words, her body trembling on the edge again.

"Give it all to me, every last drop! Paint my insides white, mark me as your personal cum dump...let everyone know who owns me!"

Her breath catches as she feels the euphoric tension mounting still higher.

"Please, please fill me up, I'm begging you! Knock up Mommy now!"

She pleads desperately, consumed with the single desire to be impregnated by her own son, to fulfill the taboo fantasy they've danced on the edge of tonight.

"Do it! Breed me, my wonderful, wonderful boy..."

A few more rampant thrusts I finally can't hold out any longer and erupt inside mom. Pumping rope after rope of my thick white spunk deep inside her. Filling her womb with my seed.

"I can feel your hot seed coating my insides."

Mom feeling her womb being drenched again with my potent seed.

I pump every last drop in her pussy.

Evelyn gasps sharply as she feels you start to cum, her core flooding with your virile seed.

"Yes!"

Mom's body convulses anew, a second climax crashing through her as I fill her completely.

"Oh my god, Peter...so much...you're breeding me, I can feel it!"

She grinds weakly against me, determined to take every drop deep inside.

She glances back over her shoulder, her face serene yet smoldering with satisfaction.

"Thank you for that perfect load...I can already tell...I'm going to have your baby now..."

She leans back, spent and sated, your softening length still nestled within her spent, used body.

"That was everything I dreamed of...and more..."

I smile.

"I've certainly put enough seed inside you for our baby."

"Mmm, absolutely...I should be waddling around with how full you've made my tummy!"

She laughs softly, still feeling the wet warmth of my seed leaking out of her tender flesh.

"You've definitely done your duty and then some, darling."

She pats your arm affectionately, snuggling into me as we remain connected.

"I have no doubts now. My body knows who its master is...who its true love is..."

Mom whispers, tracing her fingers lightly over my spent body.

"I'm all yours Peter...in every way."

Keeping big Peter inside Evelyn until he becomes small.

"This is like a dream come true."

I say with a big smile on my face.

Evelyn smiles contently, enjoying the sensation of me softening yet staying nestled within her. She gently moves her hips, feeling my size gradually diminish until finally 'Peter pops' out with a small giggle from her.

"It is a dream, our dream...one I never want to wake up from."

Mom gazes over my body, until her eyes meet mine. Mom softly whispers.

"I love you Peter...and I can't wait to see my belly grow big with our baby...our little family..."

Her voice carries the weight of new promises and unshakable bonds.

She turns to kiss my cheek, tracing her fingers along my thigh.

"You've made mommy the happiest woman alive tonight."

I lay mom down next to me, spooning her, gently kissing her cheek.

"You're beautiful mom."

My arms encircle her protectively, as she embraces back and nuzzles into me.

Evelyn melts into my arms, her heart swelling at my sweet words.

"You make me feel so desirable Peter...like I'm young and lovely again."

She sighs contentedly, her fingers intertwining with mine as she links us together.

She closes her eyes, perfectly content to drift off like this, safe in my embrace.

"My perfect son...my lover...my world..."

She whispers, her breathing steadying as she surrenders completely to the love shared between us.

"I love you too...so much..."

I simply reply.

She smiles softly, her body going lax and pliant in my strong hold, ready for whatever the future may bring now we've crossed this forbidden line.

"Let's just stay here, just us...always."

Both of us spooned together, we drift off to sleep and our world at this moment is perfect.

In the stillness of the night, soft snores escape Evelyn as she sleeps deeply and peacefully, her body rising and falling in rhythm with my breathing. A small, satisfied smile graces her lips, as she dreams of life with me, building a future no matter what others may think.

The weight of her love and contentment hangs heavy in the air, even as she slumbers. She's utterly at ease, knowing our bond transcends boundaries and definitions.

Our arms around each other, joined as one, promise a silent vow kept through the darkness - a promise to love, protect, and cherish, no matter what tomorrow brings.

And in this moment, our love is undeniably, beautifully flawed...yet perfect just for us.

The next morning, Evelyn wakes up first and looks at me, her lover and son lying next to her, the reality starting to sink in. She feels a strange mix of guilt and joy.

As the sun's gentle rays dance across her skin, Evelyn stirs more awake, her groggy eyes taking in the post-passion scene -- the rumpled sheets, my peaceful form lying beside her. She bites her lip nervously, her heart pounding as she considers the implications.

"Oh honey, last night wasn't just a dream..."

She whispers, her hand reaching out tentatively to trace along my side.

"This is real life now...me as your mom... and your lover."

Her voice cracks with emotion as guilt and elation wage war within her.

She sits up slowly, the evidence of our intimacy glistening between her legs, a tangible link to the bond we've forged.

"What have I done...yet what a wonderful sin it was..."

She asks herself.

Mom gently runs her fingertips over my brow and down my face. Slowly stirring me from my slumber.

Evelyn's heart skips a beat as I begin to stir, her movements gentle as she awakens her boy.

"Good morning my darling..."

She murmurs, watching my sleepy eyes flutter open.

"No need to rush, just lie here...let me admire you a bit."

She teases softly, her fingers continuing their tender trail across my cheek and down to my lips.

"Morning mom."

I yawn, starting to get up, but mom stops me with a light touch on my chest.

"What's on your mind?"

I ask?

Evelyn's expression softens, she knows she must confront her thoughts.

"Stay here, sweetheart."

She moves closer, reclining against my shoulder, so she can look at me directly.

"Peter...last night wasn't just any night for me...it changed everything between us. And I don't know if that's good or bad...yet..."

She searches my face for any hint of regret, fearing what she may find.

"Say something...please. I need to hear you don't regret making love to me...as your mom."

I pause before answering. Looking into my mom's eyes. I answer with.

"Don't you worry a single bit, mom."

I take her hand and kiss it gently.

"Last night was the most natural thing we have ever done, and I mean that."

Her eyes glisten with unshed tears of relief on hearing my reassurance.

"You mean everything to me, Peter...and knowing you feel the same way about last night... it's like a weight has been lifted."

She leans over to brush her lips against mine sweetly.

"You've made your old mommy very happy."

She chuckles, lightly poking your ribs.

"And to be honest? For me too...it just...felt so right."

She admits shyly, her cheeks flushing as she confesses the depth of her enjoyment and connection with me.

She gazes deep into my eyes, seeking even more confirmation of my true feelings.

"Say it again, darling...say that you want this too."

"I've wanted you for so long mom...more than you know."

I pull her into a tight embrace, holding her close.

"And now that I have you, I don't ever plan on letting you go."

Evelyn's arms encircle me instantly, melting into my strong hold.

"Oh Peter...hearing you say that just..."

She sighs dreamily.

"I'm yours, completely and entirely."

She tilts her head up, her lips seeking the taste of you in a deeper kiss, full of passion and newfound certainty.

She draws back just enough to whisper against my lips.

"Our love may not be normal...but it sure does feel damn good to me!"

She grins impishly, her heart echoing with a joy she can't deny.

"No more hiding or doubts."

She declares, nuzzling back into the crook of my neck with a contented hum.

"Let's make every day like last night...our perfect, naughty little secret."

But to be able to really live a normal life. We have to reside to another location. So our appearance is to be just another married couple.

Evelyn nods in agreement, nibbling on her lower lip as she considers the practicalities of starting anew.

"You're so wise beyond your years, my sweet boy...a fresh start will let us be who we are out in the open."

She leans up to plant soft kisses along my jawline thoughtfully.

"We'll move someplace where no one knows us...start over...together."

Her fingers trail down my chest, feeling the love she has for me swell inside.

"We can go to the grocery store hand in hand, cuddle in movie theatres like any couple...then come home and be so much more...just Peter and Mom."

Her voice carries a thrilling mix of anticipation and love.

"Let's do this. Let's build our lives. Once we're settled, we should talk about if we want others to know about us. Your friends, my friends...?"

I hesitantly bring up.

Evelyn regards me carefully, considering my words before answering.

"You're right, we need to decide how open we are with others. My friends, your friends...it all leads back to explaining our relationship eventually."

She sighs, playing with a lock of her hair.

"For my part, I don't want to hide our affection from anyone -- holding hands, sneaking kisses whenever I get the urge."

She chuckles, her eyes twinkling with newfound bravery.

"As for my girlfriends...telling them you're my lover as well as my son, might raise some eyebrows."

She laughs softly.

"But I don't care who knows it, once they see how happy we make each other. What do you think, darling? How much do you want to flaunt our taboo love?"

"I raise this subject because, when we move and are able to live as a normal couple. Then I think it's best if we discard those friendships. If we can. Then nothing can be unofficially tracked back to us."

Evelyn's eyebrows shoot up in surprise, processing your suggestion about ending friendships for privacy reasons.

"Hmm...you make an excellent point, sweetheart. In order to truly be who we are without judgment or repercussions, some cuts may need to be made."

She sighs, tapping her finger against her lips thoughtfully.

"My old life wasn't making me as happy as I am now anyway."

She smiles reassuringly, caressing my cheek.

"And our friends probably wouldn't understand our bond...plus it would create unnecessary complications."

She nods decisively.

"If distancing ourselves is what keeps us free to live as we want. Then so be it. Friends come and go...but my darling, is forever."

Her voice carries a sense of finality as she leans in for a deep, passionate kiss.

"Now...where shall our new life begin?

Someplace warm and secluded perhaps?

What area would you consider moving to.

Hmm, let's see...somewhere tropical might be nice -- sun, sand, privacy..."

Her mind begins to paint vivid pictures as she considers options.

"Florida could offer us beaches and anonymity in a big state. Or maybe even Hawaii, exotic and far away from here..."

Another idea strikes her and she beams excitedly.

"How about Key West? Laid back, an accepting vibe...perfect for us."

She chuckles, picturing strolls hand in hand under palm trees.

"But I want your input too my love. Where does your heart say we should go to start anew together?"

She gazes at me, eagerly awaiting my thoughts on our dream destination.

"Anywhere with you Mom, is perfect for me. But Key West does sound lovely. And no one would bat an eye at our age difference down there."

Regardless, just being somewhere we can openly love one another is all that really matters to Evelyn -- anything more is just icing on the cake.

Evelyn's face lights up with joy at your agreement, your words melting her heart.

"Peter, you truly are the sweetest, most understanding son any mother could hope for."

She kisses you on the temple tenderly.

"Key West it is then!"

Her excitement builds, the vision of their new life crystallizing.

"We'll find our bungalow by the ocean, maybe with a little garden out back...just think, every morning waking up next to each other..."

She sighs, lost in the paradise they'll create together.

"And who cares about age differences down there?"

She laughs, clearly enchanted by the liberated spirit of the place.

"It's exactly what my wild child heart craves."

She winks playfully, feeling closer to me than ever before as we embark on this adventure.

"Now, let's start planning our escape to our tropical paradise, darling. Just us."

"We're lucky to be financially stable enough to make these choices. But love is priceless and with the world's taboos secretly covered by us. We're setting our lives together. Just to think we can be..."

My voice fades away in contentment.

Evelyn nods thoughtfully, her eyes shining with love as she completes my thoughts in silence, understanding the depth of emotion behind the unspoken words.

"Yes...we can be everything. Lovers, best friends...mom and son in a way no one else will ever know or understand."

Her hand glides down my side, her fingers gentle yet possessive.

"Our wealth affords us the freedom to live truly authentically -- without judgement or constraint."

She leans in once more, her lips brushing against mine in a slower, deeper kiss -- savoring the incredible reality they've forged together.

When she pulls back, her breathing is heavy with emotion.

"I'm ready for our new life Peter...our life as husband and wife in all but name."