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Five minutes later, | had tucked my cock back into my pants, and she had cleaned herself up and repaired her
makeup. Checking herself in the mirror, she muttered out loud.
"Jesus, Kyle... I've never seen a man cum so much in my life," she said, glancing over atas | shrugged my
shoulders before returning her gaze to the mirror, checking over her face one last time, making sure it was
completely clean. "At least it tastes good," she muttered as she tilted her head, eyes still on her own reflection
as she applied slip gloss. Finally, satisfied with what she saw, she turned to look atfor final approval. |
gave her the thumbs up, and finally, after all the filth we had taken part in together, we stepped out of the car
and headed towards the party.
When Dad saw us, he tried to maintain a cool head, but once he got close to us, his annoyance shined through.
"Kim, Kyle, where the hell were you?" He asked, upset.
"| told her it was seven," | interjected. "She said it was six, we had a big thing... it was my fault."
Dad glared atfor a moment as Mom smiled atappreciatively.
"Just... go mingle. There's the kid's table over there," Dad said, sliding his hand around Mom's waist, guiding her
towards his friends.
| rolled my eyes. Kid? | was 18, and I'm the guy that just banged your wife, Dad. | was the better man, and Mom
had just confirmed it. | was the superior man and | would never forget it. And after what | had just done, | had
certainly graduated from the kid's table.
| kept one eye on Mom as | mingled a bit. | watched her play the good corporate wife, but | knew this was an act.
| had seen the true her. The hot, amazing slut beneath the veneer. Despite how spent | was, | stiffened up at this.
She looked great, and | wasn't the only one to notice how great her ass looked, or how huge and bouncy her tits
were. Other men were staring, but | was the one who had felt up those tits. | was the one who had blasted a load
of jizz all over those fucking jugs. It was my cum that had filled up that pussy. | had had that body, and it filled
| was reminded to check my phone for the first tsince leaving the car, and | smiled when | saw the picture
she had sent me. A picture of Mom's big, naked breasts, posed in her bedroom mirror, no doubt taken after she
had jumped out of the shower. My cock pulsed again.
Bursting with confidence, | made myself quite sociable at the party. The people my age were pretty lame, so |
found myself talking with sother people. And, feeling good, | approached a few women. Women who had a
few years on me. Sof them were the younger law clerks at the firm, who were fresh out of college. Sof
them were older, swere hot lawyers. Swere married. It seemed like they enjoyed my brash, teenage
boldness, and even though I didn't get any numbers or anything, I could tell, that if we weren't around their
coworkers, or husbands, | would have had a chance.
But whenever | talked to these other women, | would feel Mom's eyes on me, looking on with disapproval, or
dare | say... jealousy. No, she said things were done, right? Things were over between us. Just a one day thing.
We would never do it again... Right?
So, that was two days ago. That was the dayand Mom had sex, and that was how we ended up there. But
again, | just have to ask the question... what comes next? How do you move on from THAT?
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtFor Mom, she mostly kept things normal. It was as if nothing had happened. It was as if we had never had sex.
She was just as cheery as ever, makingdinner, washing my clothes, naggingabout cleaning my room,
stuff like that. Even after what we had done, and what she had claimed she'd be thinking during these normal
moments, | couldn't confirm if they were the truth. Other than a few vague glances, she gave little sign what she
was truly thinking, if she was thinking of anything sexual. She hadn't teased me, and she hadn't said or done
anything that gave any sign that she was thinking about what we had done. Could she truly have put that out of
mind?
Impossible! For me, it would be something I'd never forget. | mean, on my list of lovers, the list of women | had
hooked up with, she would always be there. It'd be, like, Tara the cheerleader, Tracy from Spanish class, Lana
from that school across town, my friend's cousin Jess, Samantha the A-student, Lucy the lifeguard, Mom, followed
by all the girls I'd meet this summer and in college. Mom was on the list. | had fucked my mom! It was crazy, and
the heated, filthy lust of the encounter made it stand out as being the best. The most unforgettable fuck ever. |
would never forget.
| wouldn't say | was hurt by her moving on. Offended, maybe, that my prowess hadn't made her ccrawling
back at the first opportunity. That she hadn't grabbed at my cock or shoved her tits in my face or at least offered
a clean, fun blowjob. But nothing. Sure, it had only been a couple of days, but c'mon. | expected her to give in
the first chance she got. But no. Apparently when she said it was a one-tthing, she meant it.
She had acted a bit different at times, to be fair. She treated Dad a bit differently, being a bit less interested in
his stories, being a bit less affectionate and fun with him, which gaveshope. She had maintained being
aggressively normal with me, though, going out of her way to not change a thing. But... there were coincidences.
Like, when | go out to work at the beach, or out to go hang with sfriends, Mom just coincidentally had
slipped on a bikini to tan outside, as if she didn't wantto forget about her hot body and huge tits. Maybe it
was a coincidence, but maybe it wasn't. Maybe it was as though, when | would be at the beach looking at girls in
bikinis, or hanging out with sof my female friends, she wanted to make sure | wouldn't forget about her. She
wanted her hot body to be top of my mind. As if she wantedto compare her with the other girls. As if she
wanted to remindshe was superior. Well, it worked.
Could we go on being a normal mother and son after this? Would she be able to keep this up? Would things just
be an act between us from now on? Would there be hidden meanings behind everything? Would her maternal
interactions withbe permanently changed?
Like, would her visitingat college be a mask for her true intentions? Would her intentions be maternal... or
carnal? Would she be checking in on her own son for pure reasons, or was she secretly visitingto get some
more dick? Would she be truly happy when | got another girlfriend, or would she fwith jealousy? The way
she talked about the other girls I'd been with when we were fucking letknow that the jealousy might have
been there already. When she'd seein my swim trunks, would she take pride at her fit, handsson, or
would be thinking about sliding down my trunks to get at the goods?
She could try to act like things were normal, but they weren't. Everything had changed between us, and
eventually, she would realize that. She would cto the sconclusion | did, and when that tcame...
who knew what would happen?
A couple days passed and things
were still seemingly normal between
us. Dad had chfrom work
for lunch, before taking off for a few
days. He had a flight to catch as part
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meal, and the perfect doting Mom as
she cleaned up after. She kissed Dad
on the cheek as he drove off, and did
nothing out of the ordinary once she
sauntered back in, finishing cleaning
up. This was the first point where me
and her would be alone for an
extended period of tsince... well,
you know. | watched her clean up,
checking out her round ass in her
tight jeans, and staring at her big tits
through her tight, thin t-shirt. When
she was at the sink, her top lifted up
slightly, exposing her midriff. | could
never look past what had happened.
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Mom finished up cleaning and shut
the oven door. Finally, she sauntered
towards the kitchen island, standing
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both of us wondering the sexact
thing. After whatand her did,
afterand my mother had sex,
would we be able to move on? Would
we be able to forget and resume
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looked at me. We both knew this was
an important moment, a moment
that would decide our future. If things
would carry on as normal, this is
where that would start. But if we
wanted to do it again, to fuck each
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others’ brains out day after day, every
chance we got, this would be the
start of that. If we would spend each
day flirting and fucking, and feeling
each other up every chance we got,
that would start right here. It would
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