A scream's distraction

The almost skin-ship touching of both your bodies; one lithe, voluptuous and oozing sex. The other, bulging with muscles and a potent, fuck stick. Drew a highly contrasting picture.

If any sane person was present, they wouldn't think that these two people were family, nevermind mother and son. Maybe it was having another kind in such close proximity, but it heightened the sexual tension.

Your meaty cock, betrayed your true feelings, such was it's ardent throbbing. Viscious, muscus-like cum bubbled forth, staining the glass strewn carpet underfoot.

Through the desire, you could still form thoughts. You wanted to see how your mother was responding. Taking a look, the only thing that resembled somewhat normalcy, was her calm face. Even though it was more angular, with two horns to boot, you could still see familiar traits. It made you release a pent up breathe, that you didn't know you were holding.

"It's okay," Through fanged lips, she saw your concern for her. Some clarity had taken when she saw your expression.

With motions of a gentle mother, she placed one hand each on your shoulder and stomach. A soft gasp of surprise came unbidden from you, as you felt her hand brush your cock, "Ohhhh!~".

Maybe realising her mistake, she went in for a hug. "Sshhh! Let me take care of you and this will all... Be over, shortly."

An electrified jolt ran through your body, as you felt her fleshy contours tease you with their incessant tautness. This wasn't how a mother was supposed to feel like! Just then, you felt like you'd crossed some sort of barrier. Your mind screamed danger.

Drowning out the incubus, who was playing loudly in the background, you strangely focused on your mother. "Should we?," two words that couldn't be simpler, but now contained many hidden meanings, burst forth from your unwilling lips.

Maybe it was easier with you two hugging, not exactly looking at each other. But the next second, her hand grabbed your engorged cock. You felt her waist dodge to the side, giving a clear view for the incubus see. No doubt, to make sure she was getting on with the show.

Even though you'd experienced far more than this throughout the night, it just hit different, being that it was someone close. The virus seemed to enhance lustful desires, preying on both the physical side and the mental. It was little wonder there was chaos en masse.

"Good good!", Words came unbidden from the incubus who started all this. Sloppy wet sounds, drifted into your ears, and no doubt your mother's. Looking over, he was skull fucking one of the succubus underneath him, as he watched you two perform.

Slapping sounds echoed, one from the incubus's balls hitting the chin of the succubus from the rough fucking. And the other, was from your mother's hand hitting your giant balls, as she jerked you off silently. Hurried breathing sounded out. Who could've it been, but you and your mother? It was the speed of her hand's incestuous actions.

Just as she was getting into a rhythm, and you on verge of exploding, a scream echoed out, interrupting everything.