"Absolutely mom. Now let's get some rest."
I open my arms, inviting her. Evelyn's eyes glow softly at my offer of comfort and closeness.
"Nothing is better than cuddling up with my favorite person after..."
She scoots into my arms, feeling my strong embrace encircling her tenderly.
"My sweet boy..."
She murmurs, kissing my cheek and snuggling even closer, laying her head over my heart.
"Mmm, I love listening to this strong heartbeat as I drift off..."
Mom's hand caresses my side as relaxation washes over her, my presence soothing Mom.
"Goodnight Peter...sweet dreams."
Her breathing slows, her own heart starting to sync with sleep's call, held safe and secure in my arms.
"Tomorrow brings us a new day, full of promise. And I'm right where I belong..."
I stroke her hair gently as she drifts off. My hand absentmindedly playing with her belly, imagining our future family growing there.
Evelyn lets out little content hums as I stroke her hair, her body melting further against mine.
"Our little family..."
She whispers drowsily.
"Imagine our baby with your gorgeous eyes and my playful spirit..."
Her hand covers mine, guiding it back to rest directly on her flat belly.
"Right here's where he or she will start growing, just you wait..."
She yawns, the weighty excitement of it all pulling her under completely now.
"Night, my darling...love you..."
Her breathing evens out, sleep taking her into its deep embrace, as she dreams of our passionate future together.
I'm almost asleep and whispering.
"Love you too, Mom."
I also succumb to sleep, holding her close in the tranquillity of the night.
The silence is broken only by the gentle sounds of our synchronized breathing. Evelyn stirs slightly in her sleep, nestling even deeper into her pillow. Being closer against me, her leg unconsciously hooking around mine in intimate intimacy.
Her soft snores begin, punctuated by the occasional murmur of.
"Peter" or "mine"
in her slumber, evidence of the bond we've crossed fully.
It's just the start, but I've given mom everything she's ever wanted--her dream life intertwined with her favorite person.
"Good night, my everything..."
She whispers unheard. In the moonlight, her peaceful face radiant with serene happiness.
The morning sun peeks through the curtains, its warmth lighting up my side of the bed as I remain asleep.
Evelyn lyes there, the sun dancing across her features as she continues sleeping soundly.
A faint smile plays on her lips, the remnants of happy dreams about life with me. She clutches the pillow I was just using. My scent lulling her into a deep well of contentment.
Mom's breathing is slow and even, her body relaxed and open, unashamed in its vulnerability. She stirs slightly, mumbling something incoherent under her breath, her hand twitching as if seeking me unconsciously.
As I wake up and turn to see my beautiful mom, Evelyn still sleeping soundly. I brush her hair away from her face. Then kiss her forehead gently.
Evelyn's eyes flutter at my tender touch, her mumbled words growing slightly clearer.
"Peter...?"
She squints at the sunlight before her face softens, a beautific look replacing any sleepiness.
"Mmm...good morning, baby..."
She stretches, her arms reaching high and her back arcing elegantly off the bed.
"You watched over me while I slumbered?"
She turns to me, the sheet pooling around her waist. Revealing her perfect form.
She pulls you in for a languid morning kiss, still drowsy. But kisses with love and affection.
"You're the best way to start my day... Did you enjoy last night as much as I did?"
Her hand trails down my chest, fingers toying with my hair playfully.
"I could stay in bed with my sexy mom forever. But time to get up."
I pinch her side and jump out of bed.
Evelyn yelps as I pinched her, then she bursts into laughter.
"Peter!"
She rubs her side but can't hide her smile.
"If only we didn't have responsibilities..."
Reluctantly, she sits up, the cool air making her nipples harden as the sheet falls away.
"You're right though..."
She sighs, swinging her legs over the side of the bed and standing, her body swaying to wakefulness.
She stretches again, glancing back to admire me appreciatively.
"Maybe we could have a quickie before showering? I just can't get enough of you..."
Her words carry a newfound confidence in expressing her desires.
I bend Mom over, and big Peter instantly grew hard at the mention of a quickie.
I run my knob over her pussy. Her juices already coating big Peter's bulbous knob. I slide him further up her slit and across to mom's anal bud.
With the help of mom's natural lubricant. I press at her sphincter. My bulbous knob sliding into mom's ass.
Evelyn gasps, her body shuddering at the initial invasion.
"Oh god yesssssss, that feels incredible!"
She pushes back against me, taking more of my girth into her tight backdoor.
"You fill my ass up so good baby..."
She cries out, her hands braced on the bed for leverage as I continue feeding her inch by thick inch.
Her breath comes in short, sharp gasps, mixed with growing purrs of pleasure.
"Hurry, fuck my asshole now!"
She glances back at me, eyes burning with carnal delight as she dares me to claim her most intimate place.
"Make mommy an anal slut Peter... please!"
I hold her hips, bringing her onto my cock, feeling mom's ass consume every inch of my hard dick, as I start to thrust deep and steady.
"This ass is all mine now."
I say with assurance and confidence.
Evelyn's voice rises, ecstatic cries filling the room as I make good on my claim.
"Yessss, only mine, ever since I graduated that virgin hole!"
Mom meets each powerful thrust, surrendering completely to the intense sensations.
Evelyn feels so wanton, being stuffed and taken this way by her own flesh and blood. It's taboo, it's forbidden, and mom loves it.
"You're so deep... no one else can give me this!"
Her breaths become gasps, the headboard tapping rhythmically against the wall in counterpoint to your lovemaking.
"Mmm...pound this mommy's naughty backdoor Peter..."
Mom's dirty talk comes easier now as her pleasure mounts.
"Make it sore for days..."
With every thrust, I feel my balls slapping her labia, making them swell with my building orgasm...
"Ready to milk my cock dry?"
I ask.
Evelyn nods fervently, lost in the moment, the lewd sounds of our bodies connecting echoing off the walls.
"Yes, baby, please!"
Her hand reaches back, attempting to guide you deeper.
