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The next morning, Mom and I sat at the kitchen table, the aroma of freshly brewed coffee filling the air as they indulged in our usual breakfast routine. Mom seemed her regular cheerful self, humming as she poured a steaming cup of coffee and prepared her toast.
"Mom," I began tentatively, my voice breaking through the comfortable silence. "I don't know how to say this, but are you on birth control?"
Mom paused mid-bite, her fork frozen in mid-air as she turned to look at me, surprise flickering in her eyes. "No, why do you ask?" she replied, her tone laced with curiosity.
I hesitated, unsure how to articulate my concerns without causing Mom any distress. "You do remember what happened last night, right?"
Mom's expression softened as she realized the source of my worry. "Oh, honey, I'm sorry for the confusion. I should have clarified that first thing in the morning. I'm not on birth control because I don't need to."
My worry deepened at Mom's admission, my mind racing with all the potential risks and consequences. "But Mom, what if something happens? What if you get pregnant?"
"Haha, I don't even remember the last time I ever took birth control pills," she replied.
"How about the morning-after pill, just in case?" I asked.
Mom smiled reassuringly, squeezing my hand gently. "I understand your concerns, Son. But I've shared this with you before. I adopted you because I couldn't have children of my own."
"Ohh yes. You're right," I replied.
"I guess we'll just have to be extra careful from now on," she said.
"I'm sorry Mom. I should have controlled myself," I apologize.
"It wasn't your first time though?" she replied.
"Mom, I'm really sorry. I got used to living with girls and I do such things without realizing it," I explained.
"I understand. That's why I wanted to move," Mom said with a straight face.
"Mom, are you mad at me?" I asked.
"You tell me. Should I be?" she asked back.
"I guess you have every right to be," I admitted, feeling a pang of guilt. "I just didn't think about how my behavior might affect you."
Mom sighed, her expression softening slightly. "It's okay, honey. I know it's been an adjustment for both of us since your dad and I got divorced. We're still figuring things out."
"I promise I'll try to be more mindful," I assured her earnestly. "I don't want to make you uncomfortable."
"But I have to admit you really became a lady's man," Mom teased.
"Haha, now you're teasing me to make me feel good," I replied.
Mom grinned mischievously. "Oh, come on, don't be modest. Now I know why those girls screamed at your dad's house knowing your parents were home," she teased.
"Mom, stop," I was blushing.
"Just one question. Why did you put your fingers in my mouth?" she asked with a sneaky smile.
"You hated it?" I asked back.
"I loved it but I'm pretty sure there was a reason behind it and it's not about making me feel good," she replied. "So what was it?"
"You really want to talk about that?" I asked.
"Now you're embarrassed?" Mom said with raised brows.
"Alright. I did it because I didn't want you to scream," I replied.
"How did you know that I'll scream?" she asked.
"Experience I guess" I replied with a grin.
"So you do this with every girl you meet? And later ask them if they are on birth control or not?" she asked.
"No, of course not," I replied softly. "You're different. You're special to me. Please don't compare yourself to anyone else. What we have is unique and meaningful."
"Wow. Then you really wanted me for a long time," she teased.
"Mom, now you're putting me in a difficult position," I replied.
"If you can master that position we tried last night, then I'm convinced there's no position you can't handle. It was unlike anything I've experienced before. My body just responds to you in ways it hasn't with anyone else," she exclaimed.
"Let me guess, they always blamed your phat ass?" I asked.
"Phat ass? Excuse me? Who said you could talk like that in front of your mother?" Mom exclaimed, her tone stern before a playful chuckle followed. "Just kidding, darling. You do know how to keep things interesting. Tell me, why am I not surprised? But it's true they always blamed my ass. Son, am I fat?"
"Fat? No way. You're everything I crave. Every curve, every inch of you drives me wild." My voice lowered, filled with desire. "You're not just perfect, you're irresistible." Leaning closer, I whispered huskily, "And I can't get enough of you."
Mom felt the intensity of my words wash over her, igniting a passionate flame within. With a soft smile, she leaned in closer, her voice a sultry whisper, "Show me then, how much you can't get enough of me."
With a swift motion, I sit up, pulling Mom close, and I kissed her so fucking deeply. I bent down to kiss her neck and it sent shivers down her spine. It was all so fucking fast and so fucking hot. I groped her big breasts through her tank top as I plunged my tongue deep into her hot wet mouth. Mom moaned through my deep kisses as she felt a hand slide over her panties and started stroking her sopping wet pussy.
"Mmm, I am in heaven," Mom exclaimed. "It seems like you know exactly where and when to touch my thick full body."
"You're enjoying it?" I asked while kissing her.
"Yes, ummh. You are making me yours and I want you to," Mom moaned.
I grabbed two handfuls of her big mommy butt and told her to work my thick cock. Mom quickly grabbed a hold of my big cock through my shorts.
"Oh my, It is the biggest cock I've ever held," Mom was surprised.
I kissed Mom even harder with my wet tongue as she ran her hand up and down my fat throbbing cock.
"I can feel a wet spot of precum seeping through your pants right where the giant head of your cock is," Mom exclaimed.
"You like it?" I asked.
"It is making me really fucking horny. I needed to see it right now," she replied. "Let's move to the couch."
I sat down on our couch and Mom soon followed. She dropped to her knees. Then she followed by pulling up her tank top to let out the beautiful boobies I was craving for a while.
"Get it out..." Mom managed to say it.
"I want you to get it out, Mom," I said with a devious smile.
I didn't have to tell her twice. Was this really happening? My heart was racing as she started pulling my shorts down. She was really excited that she pulled down my shorts in one pull and my cock sprang out.
As her eyes land on my cock, her breath catches in her throat, and her hands tremble with excitement. Shocked and delighted.
"Is this real?" she gasps, her voice trembling with incredulity.
I nodded, unable to contain my own excitement as I watched Mom's reaction. Her hand eagerly reached toward her son's cock...then she finally grasped the long throbbing massive rod.
"It's unreal, Son. I've never seen a cock this big. Look at your huge cock veins. I was wondering how you were scratching my inside so well last night," she exclaimed. "Your big thick cock is truly magnificent. Your scent filled my nostrils, it made me feel like I'm in heat."