Aldulthood

Time passed quickly. Today was your 18th birthday, and you decided to officially set out on a journey to defeat the Demon King.

You have asked Heiter to join and he agreed.

The only thing left to do was to say goodbye to your adopted mother.

When you returned home, your mother was already waiting at the dining table.

"Mom, I..."

But your mother placed her finger on your lips and said: "You don't need to say anything. I'll always support your decision. Go to the journey that your heart leads you to."

You two hugged each other. That's when your mother sniffed a strange smell. Just smelling it made her lower abdomen feel warm. She pushed you out and said:

"I'm already hungry. Let's eat."

However, no matter how much she ate, the ravenous sensation in her belly didn't decrease. It even spread more like a wildfire. She felt her blood rushing into her head, her skin sweated as if she were submerging in a hot spring.

"Mom, your face is red. Is it a fever?"

"No... I'm fine. Don't worry about me."

Your hand accidentally touched hers. Both of you quicked retracted the hand, as if touching something charged with electricity.

Your mother wanted to change the atmosphere: "Son, do you want to know your origin?"

You opened your mouth but couldn't think of anything to say.

"You should have figured this out long ago but don't want to make me feel sad. Yes, I'm not your birth mother..."

She stopped for a moment as if trying to recollect her memories.

"Eighteen years ago, a mage appeared at our door. She wore a hood cloak that covered most of her body and face, but I could tell from her voice that she was an elf. She handed a baby to us, giving us a bag full of gold and asking us to raise the child..."

"That was me?"

"Yes. At that time, I and my husband were trying to have a child to no avail. I even thought that I was barren. So we happily accepted you as our son. If he was still alive, he would be proud of you..."

She suddenly stopped. Your thought that your adopted father's **** still shocked her, so you quickly finished the meal, cleaning the table and giving her private time.

When you finished washing the plates and were about to go to bed, a pair of slender arms hugged you from behind.

"Mom, what are you...?"

You couldn't finish that sentence, because you saw that your mother was wearing nothing.

She smiled: "I suddenly feel so hot tonight..."

"Eh, but that doesn't mean you should take off your clothes so casually. Let me find you something to wear." You tried to leave the room.

But she pulled you back: "Don't worry about that. Let's have an intimate mom-son conservation."

With your strength, you could easily break out of her grip, but you didn't want to hurt her.

Your mother caressed your cheek: "In my eyes, you are still my little baby. I never realized you had grown up to be such a true man..."

Her hands slid down from your face to your neck, your chest... until it reached the bulge in your pants.

You blushed, but she giggled: "I take back what I just said. You still had the shyness of a boy."

Then suddenly she unbuttoned your pants, splaying them open and revealing your manhood.

"Mom, you..."

"Oh come on, I have bathed you countless times before. What haven't I ever seen?"

But that was a lie. She hasn't ever seen such a cock before. Your rod was almost twice in length compared to her late husband, and much thicker. She could not help but kneel down, looking up to you like you were a deity brought to life.

Before you knew it, you felt the warmth of her mouth wrap around your cock. Her tongue fluttered around the tip of your shaft, trying to suck your cum out.

You tried to pull out before this went too far, but you were a little late: The moment your cock left your mother's mouth, it sprayed a hot squirt of semen all over her face. But she didn't seem to mind at all.

"Mom, I... I need to go to sleep. I'm going to have a journey tomorrow."

"The night is still young. And my son, you aren't ready to have a journey. Not when you still have premature ejaculations."

She tossed herself onto your bed and said: "Come on son, let me teach you how to please a woman."

Normally, you would immediately back down from an incestual relationship. But after you cum the first time, there was something awakened in you. An instinct that was engraved into your DNA. You silently unbuttoned your shirt, while your mother was staring at your lower half, brow wrinkled, mouth slightly open in helpless arousal.

Things happened naturally. You positioned yourself above her. Your mother lowered her back, instinctively ready to accept you.

And when your cock entered her, your mother couldn’t help but cry out. It filled her to the limit and she heaved out a low moan, feeling her internal trying to expand to fit.

You growled. “Mom, you are so tight.”

“Please… fuck me…”

The words tumbled out of her. Before today, she had only viewed you as a son. Now, she saw you as a man who was about to pound her like a whore.

You placed your hands on the bed and began to thrust. Her pussy flexed to take your shaft, which was big enough to swell into every inch; deep enough to nudge against her cervix. Your thighs rubbed against your mother’s legs. Her fingers clamped onto your flesh. With every motion your mother was aware of her juices escaping, crawling out of her pussy.

“You’re so… hard….” She groaned.

Your mother’s taut ass was mashed with every new ****. Her legs bent ever so slightly to allow you to plunge yourself even further.

Oh God! I have nothing to teach him, he is a genius! He was stimulating those areas in the walls of my pussy that my husband always struggled to find, at least with his dick. He ramped so fast and rough without breaking a sweat. And his scent aroused me so much.

She felt that familiar tightening in her stomach, signaling the beginning of an orgasm.

Your mother’s heart pounded in her chest. At that moment she forgot why she had even had sex with you. It didn’t matter.

The pleasure was overwhelming. She just wanted to get fucked.

And the orgasm began to bloom. She was sure she was going to cum. She could sense that familiar, climbing rapture taking hold. On the other hand, you continued to fuck her faster and harder, showing no sign to stop.

The orgasm, more intense than any of her experiences with her late husband, nevertheless twisted through her body, and she cried out, planting a hand on the back of your head, letting the wave of ecstasy flow through her. She was so wet that your groin and pubic hair were shining with her juices.

“Fuck!” She exclaimed, "That's the best thing I ever felt."

Noting that your cock was still rock-hard inside her, she smiled: "Now it's my turn to make you feel good."

She was true to her word. It was, as before, a flowering of pleasure that took hold of her whole body. But she had more control this time and was able to keep your cock from escaping the very spot that was giving her the most intense pleasure, rubbing back and forth in small movements as her climax flourished, throat burning as she issued a rasping wail. In turn, this squeezing and fidgeting movement also seemed to push you to the limit, and your mother suddenly became aware of the small trembling that ran over your spine.

“You’re going to cum?”

She didn't actually need to ask. Your cock was convulsing. She could feel it hardening inside her. She knew during the course of her orgasm her pussy had spasmed, tightening around your shaft. Her late husband had always come in those moments.

For a long time, your mother and her late husband have tried for a baby. They shared countless nights in bed, some of which were very passionate. But somehow, today was different. This was the first time in her life she could visualize that she would gain a big, round belly in which life was growing.

As if a mysterious voice whispering in her ears: Just let him cum inside you. This is how your life-long dream is fulfilled.

“Himmel, give it all me to me!”

The first time in the night, your mother called you by your name. She wrapped her legs around your hips, pulling over to make you bury even deeper into her.

And then it happened.

When you came, your mother released the loudest moan ever because she was aware of that flood of warmth inside her uterus. She embraced you tighter, making sure your balls were expelling the last of its seed, until eventually you were flopping out of her, spent and breathing hard. Then both of you fell asleep from tiredness.