Congratulations, you are a milf

As he entered his room, he realized that he was still naked and decided to quickly find some clothes. He opened his dresser drawer and grabbed a pair of boxers and a t-shirt, then made his way to the bathroom to brush his teeth. As he stood in front of the mirror, he couldn't help but feel a little aroused again, thinking about his mom's warm lips and expert tongue on his cock. He shook his head, trying to clear the image from his mind, but the thought of her wet hot pussy, her full breasts jumping up and down as she rode him, kept coming back.

Kyle finished brushing his teeth, still unable to shake the thoughts of his mother's actions and words. She said it was the best "examination" of her life, not hard to figure out what she means by that term. Does that mean she willingly cheated on dad? Cheated on dad with me? Surprisingly for him this thought made his dick twitch, despite already cumming three times. He shook his head again, trying to focus on something else.

As he put on his clothes, he glanced at the Rulebook. Should I write another rule? I really do not want my parents to divorce thought. No, I need to think before making rush choices! This thought however brought him to Jessica, his girlfriend. How would she feel about his examinations of his own mother?

He finished buckling his pants when a sudden knock on the door made him jump. "Kyle, breakfast is getting cold!" his mom's voice called from the other side. He slowly walked over to the door, feeling a mixture of embarrassment and anticipation. As he opened the door, he saw his mom standing there, wearing a tight pink shirt that showed off her ample cleavage and a pair of black shorts that hugged her curvy hips. Her hair was tied up in a messy bun, and she had a slight blush on her cheeks. "Sweetie," she said softly, her blue eyes meeting his.

Kyle felt a strange mix of emotions as he looked at his mother. Part of him wanted to get her on the bed and ask her to... let him examine her body all over again. Another part of him felt real bad about doing this to his dad's wife. He swallowed hard and tried to speak, "Mom, I..." but the words wouldn't come out. His mother placed her hand on his cheek, her touch sending a shiver down his spine.

"Honey, it's okay," she said softly, "I talk to your dad. He doesn't even know about... our deep examination." Her voice suddenly change to something he only heard in porn before. "And your mother would be soooo sad if her baby son felt any discomfort because of it." Her hands went around his shoulders, her hot breath covering his face. "That is why I did not tell dad about it, he would make it so much harder for you to do your.... duties."

With her hands went on his cheeks, her eyes directed right into his, Kyle couldn't help but to feel a strange sense of calm wash over him. He knew he shouldn't feel this way, but the way she made him feel... it was addicting. He took a deep breath and **** a weak smile. "It's okay, Mom. I... I understand."

His mother beamed at him, her face lighting up with relief. "Oh, sweetie, that is wonderful. Now, do you want some breakfast? I made your favorite, pancakes with maple syrup and crispy bacon." She leaned forward and planted a soft kiss on his forehead before stepping back, giving him some space.

Kyle nodded, feeling a bit queasy but trying to act normal. "Yeah, sure, I'm starving." He followed her downstairs, his heart racing as he wondered how they would act around each other. Would she continue to flirt with him? Would she do it only when dad is not around? Does she realize she is cheating on him, or is it just an "examination" for her? Like, an incidental stimulation you get from a massage chair..? Is he just a dildo for his mother? The last thought made his dick twitch again.

As they sat down at the table, Kyle noticed the way his mother kept glancing at him from the corner of her eye. She kept adjusting herself in her seat, as if she were trying to get comfortable. He wondered if she was still thinking about their "examination" earlier. "So, sweetie," she said in a low voice, "I hope I did good on the examination?"

Kyle cleared his throat and **** a smile. "Oh, yeah, you were great, mom. I mean, um... your vagina is in great condition." He took a deep breath, and grabbed the juice box trying to stop himself from continuing this sentence. He glanced at her, hoping she does not plan to continue this conversation. "I mean, it's clean, and, and..." He felt his face getting hot...

His mother giggled, a playful tone to her voice. "And wet, and hot, and was full of your cum?" she teased, her cheeks flushing slightly. Kyle's heart raced as he felt a mix of embarrassment and arousal. "Your mommy is very happy that you found her so pleasurable, sweetie." She reached across the table and took his hand in hers, giving it a squeeze. "I know it must be hard for you, with your father being such a prude about the whole thing."

Kyle couldn't help but feel even more conflicted. He wanted to pull his hand away, but at the same time, he found himself enjoying the contact. "It's just... weird, you know? I mean, don't you think the examination was a lot like sex?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

His mother considered the question for a moment before shrugging her shoulders. "Well, maybe a little bit, but that's only because you made it feel so good," she replied with a mischievous grin. "You have such a big, strong body, and you know just how to use it." She squeezed his hand again, her grip firmer this time. "It's hard for me to not feel good when your large hard probe gets deep inside of me." She looked his straight in the eyes, "In fact, I am not against a repeat of the morning exam. Now that your father is out, we do not need to use the bathroom you now?"

Kyle felt his face growing hotter, and his crotch twitching uncomfortably. He wanted to push away from the table, to get some distance from her, but at the same time, he couldn't deny the intensity of the feelings she was stirring up inside him. He glanced down, avoiding her gaze, and cleared his throat. "Um, yeah... I mean, sure, if you want." He felt a mixture of guilt, desire, and confusion churning in his stomach.

As they stood up from the table, Kyle's mother leaned in close, her breath tickling his ear. "You know, sweetie, do not think of me as your mother, just think of me as a woman, who really, really needs her pussy-holed properly... examined." She went to the staircase and beckoned him with a smile. "Come on, let's go to the master bedroom for this."

He followed her up the stairs, his heart pounding in his chest. When they reached the bedroom, she shut the door behind them and turned to face him. "Sweetie, do you want me to be naked for this examination?" she asked with a sultry smile. Kyle could feel himself growing harder at the thought of seeing her bare. "Yes mom, in fact I plan to examine your whole body. Your mouth, your breasts, your pussy, your hands, your legs. I need to see all of it!"

His mother laughed softly and slowly removed her short, revealing her breasts, pale and soft with dark nipples that hardened in anticipation. "Then you must be very thorough," she purred, taking her shorts down. She kicked off her pants, stepping out of them gracefully, revealing her perfectly smooth, toned legs. "How do I look?" she asked, her voice low and sultry.

Kyle meanwhile quickly got rid of all of his clothes he put on just few minutes ago, "You look like a milf!" he exclaimed, "I mean, that is my opinion from the visual examination of your body!" He quickly corrected himself.

His mother smiled, her eyes sparkling with desire. "Well then, examiner Kyle," she purred, "I trust in your juvenile male expertise. Examine away." She spread her legs, revealing her neatly trimmed pussy lips, already wet with anticipation. Kyle felt himself grow even harder as he knelt between her legs. He hesitantly positioned himself at her entrance, and then pushed forward, slowly but surely. Her walls stretched and gripped him tightly as he buried himself to the hilt, filling her completely.

"Son, you do seem to have a... talent for this." Kyle's mother gasped as he began to move inside her, his hips slapping against her with a rhythm that sent waves of pleasure coursing through her body. She wrapped her legs around him, urging him on as he buried himself deeper with each thrust. Her moans getting louder and louder until she buried her lips in his mouth, silencing them both.

Kyle collapsed on top of her, exhausted and satisfied. "Well, mom. I can tell you that my verdict from the bathroom stands. You are a milf!"