Alice and her son

Jack Harper stood in the evening sunlight, watching the dust kicked up by trucks disappearing down the middle of the road, their
screeching . Jack sighed deeply and turned to walk into his new home.

Two weeks earlier, Jack's father had received an appointment as
manager . Jack's father hadn't considered whether his family wanted to move; after all, Jack was only sixteen and
had little say in many matters. But Jack's mother had made her displeasure clear to Jack's father that
he hadn't consulted her beforehand. After several days of tense arguments, they moved anyway.

Jack went into the kitchen. Something about this new home felt off to him, and it wasn't just because they'd just moved in. A
week earlier, when they arrived, Jack had noticed an odd atmosphere in the house and pointed it out to his parents, but they
told him it was just his imagination. Perhaps, Jack thought. The house had previously served as a vacation home, and the
luxurious .

"Hi, sweetheart," a gentle female voice called from behind him. Jack turned to see his mother bending down to open
a box of cutlery.

Alice Harper was nearing forty, but her radiant face, long, curly black hair, and well-proportioned figure made her
look much younger. She was doing housework, and
the sheer boredom of simply looking at her new home and deciding how to decorate it completely consumed her. She smiled at her handsome son, thinking how quickly he had grown;
every time she saw him, he seemed to have grown taller, now even taller than his father. Alice estimated he was probably
over six feet tall.

Jack returned her smile, unable to resist admiring his mother's body. Her breasts, clearly
protruding beneath her thin cotton t-shirt, stirred with excitement as she bent down to retrieve some cutlery from the box at her feet, and his penis
twitched slightly. Although he knew it was wrong to have sexual desires for his mother, ever since he entered puberty a year ago, he
couldn't stop the little fantasies of having sex with her, thoughts that always made him feel incredibly hot.

"Hi Mom, where's Dad?" Jack said, walking to the refrigerator to get some orange juice.

"You know your father, Jack, he's always busy with his computer in his study."

"Yes, Dad's always like that. Do you need any help?" he asked. "

No, I can handle it. Thank you, son. But if you'd like, you could go look for Zeppelin; he disappeared an hour ago , and I haven't been able to find him." 　　Zeppelin was a house cat, and he seemed very unhappy about the move, constantly expressing his dissatisfaction in his cage with meows and hisses on the way here. 　　"Okay, Mom," Jack replied. He left the kitchen and went upstairs. 　　When Jack reached the top of the stairs, he heard Zeppelin meowing from the other side of the stairwell. Jack went to the corner and found the attic ladder was down. Ridiculous, he thought, who would go to that attic? Just as he was wondering, Zeppelin's meowing came again , this time he was sure it was coming from the attic. Damn it, the cat might be stuck in something, Jack thought, and he started climbing the ladder. 　　The attic was dark and very damp. Jack stood at the top of the ladder and reached out to pull the light switch, no effect. Jack pulled it again, still no response. 　　"Zepelin, come here!" Jack called, and waited a few seconds, but heard nothing. 　　Jack climbed into the attic and stood on the wood chips on the floor, then he heard a rustling sound coming from the shadows. Damn cat playing tricks on me, Jack thought. 　　"Zeppi, get over here! A ton of kittens want to take your place, if you..." Jack felt something crawl up his calf and into his pants. He could feel sharp claws digging into his skin. He hurriedly lifted his leg and swung it around a few times. Then he felt something's teeth dig into his flesh. He screamed, lost his balance, and fell to the floor. He felt the thing continue crawling up his thigh, finally stopping at his groin. Overwhelmed by fear, Jack lay there, too afraid to move an inch. After a while, a pair of sharp teeth bit into his scrotum. As the excruciating pain coursed through his body, Jack screamed again, then passed out. 　　Two hours later, Jack woke up. He was now lying in his new bed in his new bedroom, feeling slightly weak, his throat incredibly dry. 　　"Jack, are you alright?" It was his father, Carl, standing by the bed, bending down to look at his face. 　　Jack looked up at his father and gave him a weak smile. 　　"What happened? Your mother and I heard you scream and found you unconscious in the attic." 　　"I'm not quite sure, but something attacked me," 　　"Attacked you? Son, are you out of your mind?" Jack's father replied, starting to get angry. Carl always felt that Jack was a somewhat wild child, or just his mother's little boy. In fact, Carl harbored a vague, malicious thought that his son was a promiscuous boy, and Carl didn't really like his son. 　　"Out of your mind! Dad, something bit me, so I fell on the floor and hit my head." 　　"Then let me see your bite wound!" Carl demanded, feeling he should show Jack some concern. 　　"It's not very serious, Dad... really." Jack suddenly remembered that the bite wound was right on his scrotum, and the thought of showing to his father would be very embarrassing. 　　"Okay, that's fine then," Carl said, getting up and leaving the room. Jack felt a little tired, and he took off his clothes and lay down on the bed . Five minutes later, his mother knocked on the door and came in, carrying a wooden bowl full of hot water in one hand and some gauze and plasters in the other. 　　Jack watched his mother enter the room; she had changed out of her t-shirt and jeans and was wearing a summer dress. As she walked towards the bed...

As she arrived, Jack could glimpse her beautiful thighs through the slit in her dress at the side, and he felt a surge of heat rising within him.

"Sweetheart, your father said you were bitten. Can I see the wound?" Alice asked with concern.

"Mom, it's really nothing, just a little itchy," Jack said.

Alice bent down to her son, placing her hand on his forehead to check if he had a fever.

"You might catch something from this, since you're trying to act like a typical man. Now let Mommy see."
Alice remembered reading in the newspaper about a young man in the neighborhood who had contracted a
strange illness months after being bitten by something, though she couldn't recall the specifics.

Jack could smell his mother's faint perfume, and when he took a deep breath, a lemony fragrance filled his nostrils.

“Mom, I’m a little embarrassed. Something climbed up my thigh and bit my… uh… scrotum. It makes
me uncomfortable to see that.”

“Jack, it hasn’t been long since I’ve seen you naked. I used to bathe you often, remember? Now,
if something bites you, it’s important to clean the wound.”

“But Mom, I…”

“Jack!” his mother said angrily.

Jack sighed loudly and slowly pulled back the covers, revealing his naked lower body.

Alice told herself that this was just her son, and that she had seen him naked before, but now he was all grown up. Despite
the thought that this was her son, she couldn’t help but glance at his manhood. She was quite surprised; he had fully grown
into a young man, his pubic hair thick and coarse, curly around his limp, enormous penis, and she could just see
the red glans peeking out from the foreskin at the tip.

“So where did you get bitten, sweetheart?” Alice asked, seeing no teeth marks.

Jack lifted his scrotum with his hand and turned it to the left, showing his mother the side of his scrotum, where two rows of clear,
deep red .

"Oh, my poor baby, Mommy will take good care of you," Alice muttered as she sat on the edge of the bed, soaked a piece of gauze
in hot water, and then reached down to her son's groin, supporting his scrotum as she began to clean the wound.

Jack's body twitched when the first drop of hot water touched the wound; there wasn't much blood, but it was very painful.
Jack smelled his mother's fragrance again, an intoxicatingly sensual scent, and he tried to think of something else to distract himself
from the small, exciting fantasy rising in his mind. He looked at his mother; as she sat on the edge of the bed, her clothes had been pulled up, revealing
half of her thighs, and Jack couldn't take his eyes off her taut, dark legs. He fantasized about his hand hardening and
moving up her thighs, all the way to his mother's panties… Unconsciously, Jack's penis began to erect.

Alice wiped her son's wound with the gauze one last time. It didn't look serious, just a minor scrape. She turned to
the bowl on the table next to Jack, took out a plaster from the gauze bag, and as she turned to apply it to Jack's wound, she
saw that Jack's penis was fully erect!

Alice gasped. Her son's penis was so hard, the shaft protruding from the pubic hair around the base
was incredibly thick, and she could see a blue vein running from the base to the tip. Now his glans was completely exposed from the foreskin
, the engorged, red glans trembling slightly. Alice could do nothing; she just watched her son lying there, his
erect penis only inches from her. Without realizing it, her tongue darted out and licked her lips.

Jack heard his mother's soft gasp and saw her looking down at his fully erect penis. He felt wonderful;
a to rise from his scrotum to his penis, causing it to tremble slightly, the blue veins completely
engorged. He couldn't decide what to do; he felt his face turn completely red.

"Oh," Alice said, "looks like someone's getting a little excited," she tried to sound like she was joking, but
it didn't seem to work. In her heart, she wanted to look away from her son's throbbing penis, which was inches away from her,
but she couldn't seem to manage it.

"Oh, Mom, I'm so sorry, it's just..."

"—Jack," Alice interrupted her son, "you don't need to apologize. I know young men like you get
excited easily, and you don't need to be ashamed of it. Perhaps it wasn't a wise decision for me to clean your wound; I think it's best if you
put this ointment on yourself." Alice handed the ointment to Jack and then began to pack her things to leave.

"Mom, you're not going to tell Dad, are you?" Jack asked worriedly.

"No, sweetheart, this will be a little secret between us," Alice replied, or, in her son's case, a
big secret, she thought.

Jack watched his mother leave, her hips swaying slightly beneath her thin cotton summer dress as she walked toward the bedroom door.
Jack 's eyes followed her hips, his penis throbbing wildly again, a few drops of pre-ejaculate spilling from his glans. He
had never been so excited before; his penis almost ached.

The next morning, Jack woke up a little late. Sunlight streamed in through the window, and he felt something was wrong. Something
strange ; he was sweating profusely, and his skin was itchy. He scratched his chest a few times, then suddenly remembered the bite wound from the day before.
He pulled back the covers, lifted his scrotum, and peeled off the ointment. He saw a strange green showing through the wound. He could
feel a strong, throbbing sensation on his limp penis, and he had to admit it felt good; he was now experiencing
intense desire. He removed his hand from his scrotum, grasped his penis, and began pulling at his foreskin back and forth, his penis almost instantly becoming
erect.

"Sweet Jack, are you awake? Are you feeling alright? May I come in?" Jack's mother gently knocked on his bedroom door and asked.

"Wait a minute, Mom," Jack replied, pulling the blanket up over himself again.

"Okay."

Alice opened the door to her son's room, bringing with her a bowl of hot water and some gauze. She was wearing a pink bathrobe, tied at the
waist , which accentuated her perfectly shaped breasts. She smiled sweetly at her son as she walked to
his bedside.

"Good morning, sleepyhead. How are you feeling today, baby?" Alice asked her son.

"I feel fine, Mom," Jack lied, not wanting to worry his mother. He looked up at her with a weak smile.

Alice sat down on the edge of Jack's bed.

"Hi, the wound needs to be cleaned again. After what happened yesterday, I think you'd better do it yourself," Alice said, handing
her son the bowl, but it slipped from her hands and fell onto the blanket, immediately soaking it with hot water.

"Jesus!" Jack cried out as some hot water splashed onto his neck and face, and he jumped quickly from the bed.

"Oh God! Jack, are you alright?" Alice rushed to her naked son, who was wiping the water off himself with a towel.

“Yes, Mom, I’m alive.”

“Oh baby, I’m so happy…” Alice suddenly realized her son was standing there naked, and she couldn’t help but
look at his penis. She saw his erection again, his penis seemed even bigger than the night before, his shaft pointing
at her, swaying like a snake.

Jack followed his mother’s gaze and realized she was staring at his hard penis. He could only smile helplessly.
The strange sensation from his bite wound made him incredibly hot. He felt a slight throbbing in his stomach, and a
strong . He knew exactly what he wanted to do right now.

“I guess I’m getting a little excited again, ha!” Jack said, his gaze shifting over his mother’s body. At such close range, he
could see her nipples standing erect under her bathrobe. Jack wasn’t sure, but he felt his mother might be a little excited herself.

Alice looked at her son’s face, his burning gaze fixed on her eyes.

“I think Mommy should leave now. Get you dressed, Sweetie. Breakfast will be ready in ten minutes,” Alice said, turning
to leave.

“I don’t think cereal is what I want most this morning, Mom,” Jack said with a hint of wickedness, his burning desire
preventing him from rationally considering what to say to his mother.

Alice stopped. She wasn’t entirely sure what her son meant. She turned and smiled at him again. He remained standing there,
staring at her with a fiery gaze, his eyes bloodshot. Her gaze wasn’t entirely fixed on him; she could see the desire deep within him in his eyes.

“Would you like eggs and bacon instead? I made some pancakes, but your father
ate them this morning before he went to see his new office.”

“Isn’t Daddy home? When is he coming back?” Jack asked. He realized he was now alone in the house with his beautiful, sexy mother
.

"He's only been gone for less than an hour, he might not be back for another hour or longer. Why don't you go out to town and see what's going on?
I heard the shops here are..." Alice stopped as Jack approached her; his eyes told her
what .

Jack couldn't stop himself; he was now completely consumed by desire. His heart pounded, and sweat beaded on his
skin as he walked toward his mother...

Alice began to slowly back away. She now knew what her son wanted for breakfast—it was her. His actions reminded her that it was wrong for
a son to want his mother; they couldn't have sex. It was wrong, so wrong. But as she thought this,
she felt a slight twitch in her vagina, which startled her. Was she having the
urge ? No, she told herself, it was just a coincidence.

“Jack, perhaps you should take a shower first, clear your head, and then have breakfast,”

Alice said slowly and steadily, backing away towards the door, with Jack following her.

“If you want me to talk, I don’t want to talk, I just want to do,” Jack replied, his hard penis swaying slightly as he moved forward, its
engorged red head pointing towards his sexy mother, a small drop of pre-ejaculate spilling from his urethra onto the carpet. He had never felt such
intense desire before; he felt a fire burning in his genitals, the throbbing of his penis growing stronger.

Suddenly, Jack moved forward quickly and grabbed Alice, seizing the edge of her bathrobe beside her shoulders and forcefully tearing it open.
Jack could see her naked body hidden beneath the robe, which intensified his lust.

“Jack!” Alice was somewhat shocked, looking down at her exposed, firm, round breasts, her red nipples
fully erect. She felt the cold air on her labia, and regardless, she had to admit that her vagina
was still somewhat wet despite being in this state.

"Don't worry, Mom, I won't hurt you… just fuck you," Jack muttered, pulling his mother's bathrobe quickly
off her shoulders and letting it fall to the floor. Now his sexy mother stood completely naked before him.

"No, sweetheart, we can't… this isn't right," Alice said, rushing to her son's bedside and grabbing the blanket to cover
herself.

"Oh, Mom, stop teasing me. You know you want this too. Now let's cross those high moral boundaries and do
something dirty."

Alice was shocked; she had never seen her son behave or speak like this before, perhaps due to the stress of moving,
she thought.

"Jack, please stop. I know what you're trying to do, but I'm your mother. What we're doing is wrong, it's inappropriate and
obscene ."

"Mom, we've said too much but done too little." Jack grabbed his mother again, forcefully pushing her onto
the bed. He easily pulled the blanket she was clutching and threw it behind her, revealing his mother's naked body once more.
He pushed her back, placing his hands on either side of her body, pressing her down onto the bed with his sweaty, hot body.

Alice looked up at her son and saw the burning desire in his eyes. God, she thought, he's about to fuck me, which
made her vagina twitch again—this time it wasn't accidental.

Jack lowered his head and bit down on his mother's right nipple with his teeth.

"Oh!" Alice whimpered, unable to suppress her desire; her nipple was hard and extremely sensitive.

As a wave of intense sexual pleasure washed over her, Alice closed her eyes. Then she looked down at her son
licking and sucking her right nipple, unable to truly believe it was happening. She knew her son wouldn't stop, at least not until his semen
was inside her.

"Jack, please don't, we can't... um,"
Alice his fingers twisting her left nipple as his tongue played with her right nipple.

"Let... let me go... stop... this..." Alice whimpered, feeling her son's very hard penis pressing against
the inside of her left thigh, pre-ejaculate already clinging to her skin.

Jack's head began to move downwards from his mother's body, his mouth working as it moved towards her vulva, gently
biting , his tongue licking from below her navel to the edge of her sparse pubic hair.

Alice felt his hot, wet tongue move all the way to her vulva, then her moist labia felt his hot breath, and
she looked down to see her son extending his long tongue into her vagina, her legs opening to accommodate him.

Ike pressed his face against his mother's vulva, placing his lips on her labia, and then slowly licked the small folds covering her
vulva . He immediately tasted the sticky, slippery fluid flowing from her soaking wet vagina,
then placed the tip of his tongue between her thick labia and began to penetrate her vagina.

"Oh God!" Alice groaned loudly; she couldn't remember the last time her vagina had been licked and sucked. Carl certainly
didn't like doing this, but it was clear her son loved it. As sexual pleasure surged through her body again, she arched her back forcefully,
gripping the mattress with both hands, writhing against the edge of the bed.

Jack began to delve deeper into his mother's wet vagina, a
small patch of pubic hair rubbing against his upper lip as he pressed his face tightly against her vulva. His mother's vagina was very tight, which surprised him somewhat, but now what Jack really wanted to do
was find his mother's clitoris.

"Oh...uh...yes!!" Alice screamed as she felt her son's tongue press hard against her clitoris.
She gripped the mattress so tightly that her knuckles turned white. Her head swayed from side to side, and she
closed her eyes tightly. As she felt every subtle movement of her son's tongue inside her vagina, she felt an orgasm
building within her.

Jack realized that his mother's reaction was mainly because he had just licked her hard clitoris. He moved his tongue back and forth, giving
the small lump more attention. He could feel more fluid flowing onto his
tongue , knowing that his mother's orgasm was imminent. This was the first thought that came to his mind.

"Ugh, Jack!!...more, lick it...lick it more." Alice moaned as Jack continued to tease her clitoris.
The orgasm building in her lower abdomen was about to be released. She moved her hands down to her son's head, pushing his face deeper into
her vagina.

Jack slowed his licking of his mother's clitoris, trying to prolong her sexual pleasure.

But for Alice, it was too late.

"Oh...uh...yes...yes!!" The climax surged through her body, and Alice screamed, pulling her head back forcefully,
her body writhing wildly on the bed. She had never experienced such an intense orgasm before; she felt her vaginal fluids almost burst forth,
pleasure coursing through her spine, the muscles in her back trembling violently. Her lower body arched upwards,
lifting her only son for a moment with her hips.

"Uh...God!...yes...yes..." When the climax finally subsided, Alice could only utter these words. She
closed her eyes and remained still, panting heavily like a dog, sweat dripping from her body.

As Alice climaxed, Jack continued to lick and suck his mother's vagina. Her juices flowed from her vagina, covering his face and
now dripping down his chin. He slowly withdrew his tongue from his mother's vagina, making soft sucking sounds.
He moved his hand to his face and wiped away the salty fluid.

"I think you're really enjoying this, aren't you, Mom?" Jack asked in an innocent tone.

Before Alice could answer, they could hear a car pulling into the driveway.

"Oh no!" Alice screamed, jumping out of bed and rushing to the window, her firm buttocks jiggling. She looked out
and saw her husband park the car in front of the house. She turned and looked at the clock beside her son's bed; it was 12:05
PM.

"Jesus!" Alice screamed as she ran to pick up her bathrobe. Jack watched his sexy mother run across the room, her breasts
swaying up and down as she moved, her hips bobbing from side to side. His penis remained hard and erect, yearning to
release his pent-up desire, but his father interrupted his plans.

Alice put on her bathrobe, quickly washing up
before her husband entered the room.

Jack lay back on the bed, having no other choice but to grasp his long, erect penis and begin to stroke it up and down.

Several hours later, Jack finally emerged from his bedroom after a long masturbation session. He took
a shower and went downstairs, finding his father sitting at the dining table, organizing some documents.

"Hi, Dad, where's Mom?"

"Hey son, your mother went for a walk. She wanted some fresh air."

Jack was surprised that his mother could go anywhere after he had licked her vagina earlier.

Jack's father stood up and gathered the documents into his briefcase.

"Son, I have to go back to work now. Could you look after your mother? She seemed a little strange this afternoon. She needs
some help to adjust to this place as quickly as possible."

"Of course, Dad. Anyway, I think Mom really needs my help with some things,"

Jack replied with a smile.

Thirty minutes after Carl left, Jack's mother returned. She went to the local store, actually trying to forget
what had happened that morning. She still couldn't quite believe that she had orgasmed from her son's licking. It felt wonderful, but it was all so
wrong. Alice put the grocery bag on the table and started to open it when she heard a sound behind her. She turned around and saw her son
standing against the doorframe with a slightly wicked smile on his face, like a cat that had just received a treat. This annoyed Alice
.

“Jack, I want to explain what happened this morning. You’ve seen I’m a little…”

“—A little sexually aroused, I guess that’s what you’re going to say, Mom. Oh, I’m a little aroused myself right now,”

Jack said, walking toward his mother. She was wearing a bright summer dress with two thin straps at the shoulders, the cinched waist
highlighting her beautiful, slender waist and full breasts.

“Jack! Jesus, if you’ll let me finish, I want to say I never want to repeat what happened this morning,” Alice said
sternly , but Jack still walked toward her, his bright eyes burning with desire.

“God, baby, no, we can’t, we just can’t…” She stopped speaking when Jack stood in front of Alice.

Jack placed his hand on his mother's left cheek, stroking down her face, down her neck, and finally reaching
above her breasts. He grabbed the front of her dress and yanked the thin fabric towards himself. The small straps at the top of the dress
easily snapped, and the dress fell into his hands, revealing his mother's perfect, firm, and rounded breasts.

"Oh!" Alice gasped as her son violently ripped open the top of her dress.

Jack placed his hand on his mother's right breast until the nipple hardened, then he used his left hand to pull down her dress,
his right hand moving down her body, his fingers gently touching her skin.

Alice closed her eyes, leaning back against the table, a wave of sexual pleasure coursing
through her as her son's fingertips danced across her skin.

Jack ripped his mother's dress down to her hips, letting it slide to the floor around Alice's ankles. Jack admired his
mother's mature body, now only wearing a pair of white panties clinging to her crotch. He once again smelled the fresh, lemony scent emanating from her body that he had smelled
earlier . Jack lowered his head and began to suckle his mother's
left breast, his hands sliding to the edge of her panties.

"Mmm... Mmm—." Alice began to moan as her son skillfully teased her nipple, her hands gripping
the edge of the wooden table. She could do nothing to resist her son now; it was too late. Whatever he wanted,
she would let him do, and she knew she would thoroughly enjoy it.

Jack inserted his fingers into his mother's panties and slowly pulled them down her thighs, releasing them only when they reached her knees.
Then he grabbed his mother's buttocks with both hands, quickly lifting her off the ground and placing her back on the hard table. The table
shook , causing his mother's breasts to bounce up and down in front of his face.

"Oh!" Alice gasped as her son lifted her onto the table, her buttocks landing firmly on the cold surface.
She leaned back, spreading her legs to allow her son access to her vulva; all that remained was for his large, hard penis to enter her.

Seeing his mother's actions, Jack smiled. He thought he would have to use some force to get her, but she seemed
to want him to fuck her too. Now his mother lay before him with her legs wide open, staring at her sexy body, able to see her pink
labia and the triangular cluster of black, curly pubic hair around them. Jack quickly pulled down his athletic shorts, his hard penis sprang from his
pants , its red head gleaming in the bright kitchen light. He moved toward his naked, slightly panting mother.

Alice watched as her son moved toward her, his enormous male symbol swaying before him. She could see his taut
scrotum below, and she could see the wound on it, now appearing a faint green, as if it were congenital.

Jack grasped the upper part of his mother's firm buttocks, his fingers pressing deep into her tender flesh as he prepared to enter her. His
glans rubbed against her inner thighs as he slowly guided his penis toward her vagina.

Alice quickly pulled off her son's shirt, letting it fall to the floor. He now stood naked before her, his young, taut
body perfectly proportioned, somewhat thin, which made his large penis appear disproportionate to the rest of his body. As she watched her
son penis touch the outer edge of her labia, a drop of milky white pre-ejaculate oozed out. She felt a throbbing in her vagina,
and Alice could no longer wait. Her only desire now was for her son's penis to fill her vagina.

"Are you going to fuck me now?" Alice asked, her voice tinged with urgency.

"If you insist, Mom," Jack replied, pulling his mother toward him as his penis slid into her wet, taut
vagina.

"Oh—!" Alice groaned as she felt her child insert his penis into her.

Jack pushed more of his penis into Alice's vagina, which felt wonderfully tight and taut,
the walls squeezing his shaft.

The amazing sensation of her son's strong penis entering her almost made Alice faint. She
lay completely on the table, raising her legs to wrap around her son's hips, locking them behind him, and then she pulled herself forward to allow
his penis to fully penetrate her.

"Oh... God!" Alice screamed as Jack's penis fully entered her slit.

After a while, Jack and his mother did nothing, both panting heavily, sweat beading on their foreheads. Jack
looked at his mother with a mischievous smile, leaned down and gave her a French kiss, quickly
withdrawing her wet vagina, then thrusting it back in rapidly, his shaft rubbing against the muscles inside her vagina.

"Yes... Oh... Yes!!" Alice's scream interrupted their kiss as her son began to fuck her, his penis making soft sounds as it went in and out of her
wet vagina.

The table began to creak as Jack thrust his penis in and out of his mother's taut vagina. He grabbed her buttocks and pulled them forcefully
towards his crotch. He glanced at his mother's face; her eyes were closed, her head tilted back. Their intercourse grew more
intense , electric currents of pleasure coursing through Alice's body. Her long, curly hair fell back, her forehead beaded with sweat.

"Mmm...mmm...oh...yes...yes!" Jack's enormous penis thrust in and out, Alice letting out cries.

"Do you like...uh...this, Mommy?" Jack asked, increasing the pace of his thrusts, pushing his penis forward violently.

"Yes...oh...uh...Mommy likes this..." Alice gasped, managing to answer him. Her back was completely pressed
against the table, her hands gripping the edge, sliding her body back and forth on the smooth surface.

As Jack entered his mother again, causing her to gasp with excitement, he placed his hands on either side of her body, leaning down to press
himself even closer to her. Their sweaty, fiery bodies, united by their connection, became a forbidden
union.

Jack lowered his head and began to lick and suck his mother's left nipple. He felt his semen gathering in his scrotum, knowing
he would soon ejaculate.

"Oh...yes...faster, baby...faster..." Alice urged.

Jack obeyed his mother's command, his penis entering her faster, gurgling like an animal as he continued to thrust into
his naked mother.

Alice could no longer hold back; her orgasm erupted within her.

"Oh...God...yes...yes!!" Alice screamed, her entire hips lifting off
the table , writhing wildly, her legs pressed tightly against her son's thighs.

As his mother began to ejaculate, Jack continued thrusting a few more times. As the vaginal walls around his penis tightened and he began
to ejaculate , he forcefully pushed his hips upward, spraying hot, sticky semen into his mother's vagina. He closed his eyes tightly, letting out
a loud groan, savoring the pleasure of ejaculation.

A few minutes later, Alice and her son still lay quietly, both breathing heavily, sweat
dripping onto the table. Jack looked down at his mother; her eyes were still closed, savoring the afterglow of her orgasm. Jack smiled,
then withdrew his penis from her, his shaft covered in his mother's smooth vaginal fluid, some dripping onto the clothes at her
feet .

After the intense orgasm had completely subsided, a feeling of guilt rose within Alice. She had slept with her own son, her own
flesh and blood , and she had enjoyed it so much, even willingly accepted it—but it was so wrong. She looked up at Jack; he smiled back
at her, his gaze lingering on her body. She looked down at his penis, seeing it begin to swell again, becoming hard.
Alice felt a pang of fear. She knew that if her son wanted to sleep with her again, she wouldn't be able to resist. She hurriedly got up, picked up her
clothes from the floor, pushed her son away, and rushed out of the room.

Jack turned and watched his sexy mother leave the kitchen, her hip muscles jiggling as she rushed towards the door. Jack's penis hardened
again , and he thought once more about the illicit sex he had just experienced, but it didn't bother him; he still wanted to fuck
her again.

A few hours later, Jack's father returned home. He and Alice had enjoyed a delicious dinner, and Carl noticed his wife was rather
quiet, as if lost in thought.

"Are you alright, sweetheart?" Carl asked with concern.

"Yes, I'm just a little tired. It's been a really busy day, you know. Right now, all I want to do is take a shower," Alice replied,
trying not to let her voice betray that she was hiding something.

"Go ahead and shower. Don't worry about cleaning up the dishes, I'll take care of that," Carl said with a smile to his beautiful wife.

Alice turned on the faucet and began to undress. She hadn't seen her fiery son for hours and wondered
where he had gone. She felt incredibly guilty about what had happened in the kitchen earlier; she had to explain to Jack
how wrong they had been.

Just as Alice was about to take off her bra and panties, there was a knock at the bathroom door. Thinking it was Carl wanting to ask her something,
she went to unlock the door and opened it. Standing outside was Jack, his eyes burning into her. He was only wearing athletic shorts, and Alice
glanced down at his groin; she could see his large bulge bulging in the front of his shorts. Before Alice could do anything, Jack
had already forced his way into the bathroom, slamming the door shut behind him.

Hot water flowed from the tap, filling the bathroom with steam. Jack felt an overwhelming surge of desire again; he felt his penis
was about to explode. The only woman he could and wanted to have right now was his own mother. He didn't care that his father was downstairs and
might hear what was about to happen.

“Jack! Sweetheart, whatever you’re thinking, you can’t let it happen. What happened before was a mistake. I know I didn’t
try to stop you, that’s wrong, but you should understand how wrong we were,” Alice carefully told her son.
She could tell he wanted to have sex with her again, and now she just happened to be in control. Her eyes swept over the
obscene , and Alice knew that if she didn’t get her son out of the bathroom in the next few seconds, she would experience another
lewd ordeal.

Jack stood there listening to his mother’s words, but what he was really doing was admiring his mother’s sexy body. She was wearing a white…
The strangely colored bra lifted her breasts inward and upward, and he could see her nipples pushing against the thin material. Her panties
were small and tight, and had been pulled down a little, as some curly pubic hair peeked out from the top. He licked his lips;
his penis was already aching from pressing against the front of his athletic shorts.

"So, ready to go to bed again, Mom?" Jack asked politely, moving closer before his mother could answer
.

Alice knew it was too late; she couldn't resist her son and his large penis.

Jack grabbed the front of his mother's bra and ripped it off her body with a snapping sound. He
had to act quickly now; there was no time for foreplay. As he watched his mother's breasts heave violently against her chest, her large, deep red
nipples hard and erect, he almost roared.

Alice moved her hands down to her thighs, the damp heat making her sweat profusely. She felt her vagina begin to twitch,
the impending event filling her with intense excitement.

Jack knelt down and licked the front of his mother's panties, his tongue tracing the throbbing of Alice's genitals. Then his hand
moved to the elastic band and quickly pulled it up to her ankles. He took a deep breath, inhaling the fragrance emanating from his mother's aroused
vulva , and then stood up again.

Alice reached for her son's athletic shorts and began to pull them down. Her son's penis sprang out,
hard and thick, the head pointing directly at her, awaiting her attention. Alice couldn't resist grabbing Jack's penis, kneeling
down and shoving it into her mouth, her lips moving over the long shaft. Jack placed his hands behind his mother's head, pressing her against his penis. He felt his mother's wet tongue lick the underside

of his glans . 　　Alice didn't mind giving her son oral sex. She grabbed his penis with her right hand and began to suck . Her tongue danced along the underside of his penis, and she felt the swollen glans pressing against the inside of her mouth. She licked and sucked harder . 　　"Oh... God, Mom, this feels so good," Jack muttered, looking down and smiling as he watched his own mother lick his penis . 　　When most of her son's penis was inside her, Alice's head began to move up and down, her lips pressed against his thick penis . Although she didn't want him to ejaculate now, she wanted him to stay hard so he could fuck her vagina again. 　　Jack felt his scrotum begin to tighten, and his penis grew even thicker as his mother's wet mouth sucked. He felt her hot, wet tongue licking the underside. He ran his hands through his mother's damp hair. The bathroom was now completely filled with steam, and he was drenched in sweat. 　　Alice felt the throbbing of her son's penis. She opened her mouth and released it, then stood up again, took her son 's hand, and led him into the bathroom. 　　Jack followed his fiery mother into the bathroom; the warm water began to wash away their sweat, but it couldn't quell their lust. Jack grabbed his mother's legs and lifted her up, leaning her against the bathroom partition. Then he lowered her body, aligning her vaginal opening with his penis, and let her slowly descend. 　　"Oh... mmm..." Alice groaned as her son's stiff penis pierced her. Seeing Jack's penis disappear , she wrapped her legs around her son's buttocks and slowly rose and then fell back down. As Jack's penis slid in again, her taut vaginal walls made it feel every inch of his penis, and she tilted her head back and groaned. 　　"Oh...!!" Alice cried out as Jack's penis explored her vagina deeply. She slowly moved her body back and forth in response to each of her son's thrusts, hot water splashing onto their intertwined bodies. 　　Jack gripped his mother's thighs tightly, letting her slide down as he pushed his penis inside her, then lifting her up slightly before letting her fall again. His penis moved in and out of his mother's wet passage with ease, the intense stimulation making him feel he couldn't go on much longer. 　　"Oh...fuck me, baby...mmm...fuck me...faster, faster!!" Alice urged. She would never tell her husband to fuck her faster, but she told her son exactly how to fuck her. 　　"Harder...oh...that's it...mmm...harder...oh," Alice cried out, forgetting that her husband was downstairs. She was completely lost in the erotic act, gripping her son's buttocks tightly, her fingertips digging into his flesh, pushing him to make his penis penetrate her body more powerfully. 　　"Oh God!!" Alice screamed, her mouth filled with hot water, which she sprayed onto her son. She felt her vagina begin to convulse wildly as her son continued to penetrate her, another intense orgasm forming within her. 　　"Faster, fuck me, fuck Mommy," Alice uttered words she never thought she would say, her breasts rubbing against her son 's chest, their bodies pressed together in the intense stimulation. 　　Alice closed her eyes, biting her lower lip, knowing her orgasm was imminent. 　　Hearing his mother's lewd words, Jack grew even hotter. He had never heard her say such things before. He looked at his mother's beautiful face, a stream of fluid flowing through her body, her lower lip clenched tightly. He watched as the fluid flowed down her breasts, her deep red nipples hard and erect. Their bodies remained pressed tightly together, Jack thrusting his penis deep into his mother again and again. As his climax approached, he felt his penis almost explode, his hips thrashing wildly forward, his penis swelling even more and convulsing inside his mother's vagina. 　　As his hot semen began to ejaculate, Alice felt her son's penis swelling and convulsing inside her vagina. She felt her vagina burst, and her own orgasm began. 　　"Oh God...yes...yes...yes!!" Alice screamed as loudly as she could, feeling her whole body begin to tremble wildly. Her vagina gripped her son's penis tightly as his hot semen continued to flow into her...

As the semen gushed into her vagina, she felt an even stronger sexual pleasure. She closed her eyes tightly, feeling the incredible sexual ecstasy wash over
her body.

"Oh baby!!" Alice murmured, her vaginal fluids covering her son's penis. She pressed her body tightly against
her child, the excitement of her final orgasm coursing through her throbbing vagina.

As Jack's last drop of sticky semen sprayed into his mother's vagina, his penis continued to thrust into her, and he felt he
could almost fuck his mother again. Then, there was a knock on the bathroom door.

"Alice, are you alright?" Carl asked, having heard the commotion downstairs. He worried that his wife might have hurt
herself .

Hearing Carl's voice, Alice panicked. She was so engrossed in the intense intercourse that she had forgotten Carl
was downstairs. She pushed her son away, letting his penis slide out of her wet vagina, and then ran out of the bathroom.

"Yes, sweetheart, I'm fine," Alice replied.

“But I think I heard you scream just now,” Carl said with concern.

“No, I was just singing, nothing,” Alice lied, hoping her husband would believe her.

“Oh, okay. I’m going to bed now.”

“Okay, sweetheart, I’ll be in the bedroom in a few minutes.” Alice breathed a sigh of relief.

“From now on, I’ll make you sing like this every day, Mom,” Jack said behind his mother, his hand slipping under her
buttocks, then he moved his fingers between her legs and began rubbing her labia.

“Mmm… sure, sure,” Alice said with a smile, feeling her son’s fingers rubbing against her labia, and she began to get wet again as the sexual
stimulation caused her vagina to twitch.

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