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Melanie Travers woke up to the sound of birds chirping on a warm summer morning. She stretched, threw the blankets off of her nude body and walked downstairs to begin making breakfast for herself and her son. She filled the coffee pot with water and set about breakfast, hoping her son would be up soon. She giggled to herself as she thought about her son and the interesting change their relationship had taken in the last few months. It had been three months since she had began in incestuous relationship with her son, and it had all been precipitated by a life-altering decision by her to live a textile-free life with her son, which meant that they would not be wearing clothes as much as they could help it. This had quickly led to a progression towards a new level of intimacy between them that both of them would have only hoped to dream being possible. What a joy the last three months had been! Since they wore no clothes, they could gaze upon each other's naked bodies anytime they desired, which fueled a desire for sex at almost all waking hours of the day. Melanie laughed at the thought of their ravenous libidos and all the passionate sex it led to.
Melanie had presently finished breakfast and set it out on the table, then poured herself a cup of coffee and stood over the sink, looking aimlessly out the back window as she thought of one such sexual incident between them. She became so engrossed in her memory that she hadn't heard her son Max come down the stairs and sneak up behind her. She gasped loudly when she was forcibly bent over the sink at an angle, while simultaneously feeling her son's hard cock shoving up her wet pussy, which had reached such a state from her previous lusty thoughts.
"Good morning sweetie." she gasped haltingly as she felt his cock begin thrusting in and out of her wet cunt at a steady pace. "How did you sleep?"
"I slept wonderfully mother, especially after the fun we had before we went to sleep." her son said with a chuckles. Melanie groaned at the thought of their sexual antics last night and felt herself get hotter as Max began thrusting into her harder and then reached around her to play with her tits, caressing them and pulling and pinching her nipples. "Baby, we need to hurry and eat breakfast so we can get on the road to Aunt Rachel's." Melanie warned breathily. "We'll get there in a minute. There's something at hand that we need to finish first." Max said cheekily as he began thrusting even harder and moved one hand from her breast to her clit to rub and pinch it. Melanie moaned with lust and sighed as she thought about how Max's behavior had changed in the three months of their relationship, particularly towards sex.
As their relationship had developed, Max had become increasingly more confident and secure about their relationship and things had even reached a point where Max had become quite commanding about their relationship. While they didn't have a strict dominant/submissive relationship, it had become accepted that Max's commanding behavior would shape their relationship. It was normal now for him to take her hand in his in public or kiss her fully on the lips when he thought no one was looking. He would get very bold with his intimate touching, going as far as to grope and slap her ass in public when no one was around and even rub and squeeze her tits in public when they were alone. He would even push things towards public sex, asking her to wear skimpy clothes with no underwear and then putting his hand up her shirt to rub her tits or shove his hand up her skirt and rub her bare ass or shove his fingers up her usually hot, wet pussy. He especially loved to catch her in a position where she was bending over in a short skirt and no panties because he would be so bold that he would unzip his pants and free his throbbing erection and, being free of any underwear himself, would proceed to shove his cock into her wet cunt and thrust away into her. She would always protest about getting caught, but that only seemed to spur him on further. He would always put them in the position where they would almost get caught, but just narrowly escape such an event. At home, things were much the same way. Whenever he got the urge, he would simply put her in the desired position and have his way with her. She eventually acquiesced to his controlling ways because it honestly thrilled her to let him behave like this. She was usually always ready for him because she got such a rush out of both his controlling ways and potentially getting caught doing something sexual in a public environment.
Presently, she felt her orgasm beginning to grow and began thrusting back onto her rutting son. Max's hand on her breast began kneading her breasts and nipples harder and the hand on her clit began pulling and pinching harder as well. Melanie began crying out for Max to give it her harder and shoot his cum into her. Max, in his lust-filled haze, began spanking Melanie's clit, which sent Melanie over the edge as she wailed in orgasm. Melanie's contracting pussy was enough to send Max over the edge as well as he came with a loud grunt and began shooting his hot cum into her.
When Max removed himself from his mother, she turned and kissed him hard on the lips. "Thank you for the morning fun, but we need to hurry up and get going or else we'll never make it to your Aunt Rachel's in time for lunch." They sat down to eat their breakfast, which had mostly gone cold, and hurriedly shoveled in their fill of food. As they stood up, Max pointed to Melanie's legs and said "Damn that's hot." Melanie looked down to see what Max was talking about and saw his come flowing from her cunt and down her legs. She looked up and saw Max's cock begin to stiffen slightly. "Ok mister," Melanie said in a stern voice " you go up to your own bathroom and finish getting ready while I get these dishes put away and get cleaned up and ready to go. If we get carried away again, we'll never make it in time." Max made an exasperated face but dutifully did what he was told to do.
