It gets complicated

You were still struggling with the words when your mother rose to her feet and like Venus rising from the ocean she approached you with swaying hips. You were stunned and in that moment she grabbed your hand and dragged you aside into the kitchen’s expansive pantry room, throwing the door shut behind you.

Despite the size, you were still somewhat confined with your mom, painfully aware of her nude form, with the heat of her body radiating onto you.

“You wanted to talk?” She asked in a voice that hinted at something sultry, “let’s have a nice looong chat…”

You felt your throat run dry. A thousand confusing and contradicting thoughts were at war within you at that moment. Rationally, you knew this was your mom, the same old caring, nurturing parent who brought you into this world.

But standing so close to her, inhaling the intoxicating scent of her lust, feeling her warmth. Watching the way her new tits rose and fell with every breath, the way beads of sweat rolled down the soft and yet athletic form of her naked flesh down to the welcoming moisture of her womanhood… she looked like the perfect sculpture of an ancient love goddess. It was maddening.

And the way she looked at you, that expression of…what, exactly? There was maternal love, of course, but also naked desire. She looked you dead in the eye and you could tell you were the thing she desired most in the whole world.

Drinking all that in, you could honestly say you had never been more aroused in your life. And the implications of that scared you in a really confronting way.

It took a collosal **** of will, but you were able to focus on the matter at hand. “Mom, this is all really crazy and I know you’re struggling with this...whatever it is, but I really need you to help me.”

She never broke her stare, simply tilted her head to the side quizzically. “What do you need baby?” She ran a hand up your arm. “I’m always ready to help my boy...”

Despite the tingle that her sultry voice caused, you chose to ignore it. “It’s about Jackie,” you explained, “I need you to help me find Jackie. She’s lost out there. Have you seen her? Do you know which direction she went, who she might have been with?”

“I think she...” she winced a little, deep thought a struggle with the overwhelming lust that was just barely kept below the surface. “She ran outside, and...” a sudden frown crossed her features, her eyes began to dilate, “can’t ...think...”

Though she had been brought to orgasm earlier, it seemed that whatever clarity that brought was fleeting compared to a proper fucking.

“Mom?” You asked in concern, “finish that thought, what happened with Ja-MPH”

You were silenced by your mom crushing her mouth against yours, her tongue slithering through and beginning to caress ever inch of your own.

Her hands had already snuck down and got to work freeing your achingly hard cock. You stumbled back against stacks of food, boxes of cereal falling around as you both collapsed onto the ground. With the sensation of her tongue down your throat, her breasts pushed against you, her hands caressing and coaxing your cock, all thought went out the window.

You watched half in horror and half in awe as your Mom straddled you, grasping your cock tightly and lowered herself down. Your protests died in your throat as a sudden warmth began to caress against your shaft.

“Ohhhh fuck, yes!” Your Mom howled, throwing her head back, “you feel so good inside mommy, so fucking good!”

Her hips gyrated maddeningly, all of her inner muscles working to squeeze and press against every inch of your cock.

You stared at the sight of your joined sexes. It had happened, you had crossed the point of no return and found yourself in an incestuous coupling. Your heart beat in synch with the pulse of your dick as it began to disappear inside your mom’s warm depths.

Every rational part of you demanded you throw her off, run away as far as you could and bleach the memory from your brain. But you couldn’t deny the pleasure you felt as she began to bounce away at your cock, her hips rolling every now and then in a teasing manner before slamming herself down.

Besides, a little voice in the back of your head whispered, if you fuck her she can help you with Jackie. You want to save Jackie don’t you?

Overcome by the lust and madness of it all you grabbed her hips and began to meet her with equal ****, slamming yourself up and into her.

“FUCK YES!” She shrieked like a banshee, eyes wide and feral, “BE A MAN AND FUCK ME! BREED ME! HELP ME GIVE YOU MORE SISTERS!”

Her words and the grasping velvety tightness of her pussy drove you crazy, and you suddenly leaned forth and began to suck at her magnificent breasts, mauling them in an Oedipal act of lust.

“Oh fuuck,” she gasped, “that’s it, suck my tits baby…

There was an excruciating moment of pleasure and your mom began wriggle and squirm on your cock frantically as she exploded in orgasm, bathing your cock in her juices.

It was too much, the wet vice around your dick, the sight of your mother with her new and improved body, the guttural and lewd sounds she was making…you thrust harder and harder until finally your balls surged and you shot a thick load of cum up into your mom’s womb.

You lay there in the tiny pantry, cramped, sweaty and in deep shock over what had just happened. There was the adultery you had committed, but the course of the day that was becoming less of an issue for you given the circumstances, but the fact that you had done so with your own mother. On an instinctual level you knew you had crossed a line that should t have been crossed.

But what truly terrified you was that as you sat there, feeling your mother’s panting, naked form pressed against you, cock still very much inside her…you secretly felt glad. You felt a kind of animal dominance and triumph for having claimed this woman, even knowing her relationship to you.

She stirred and pressed an adoring kiss to your lips that was anything but maternal. “Mmm, I always knew you were my favourite, my baby boy. But you’re more than that now aren’t you? You’re my man, and we can fuck all day and night, whenever you want.”

The words were intoxicating, but they couldn’t fully dispel the hints of shame you felt.

You were still wrestling with your emotions and with a struggle you detached your mom’s naked body from you, hitched your pants up and went over to open the pantry door. You inhaled sharply as you felt your mom press her full tits against your back, embracing you from behind. She wasn’t about to leave your side.

You weren’t entirely sure how you felt, but before you could verbalise anything a loud voice and harsh banging drew your attention.

“HELP! SOMEONE! PLEASE HELP!”

Instinctively you rushed back into the kitchen to see what was going on, your mom still clinging to you all the while.

The girls were intertwined in a sapphic foursome, scissoring and eating each other out. Alan and Mrs Harris were still locked together, though you noticed that something had drawn Alan’s attention away from the gilf beneath him.

You followed his gaze to the back door and spotted your old biology teacher Mr Robbins banging at the the window and instantly felt a pang of sympathy. For a gay man like him this event must have been a living nightmare. But then you spotted the gaggle of girls who you vaguely recognised as Tori’s teammates on the local swim team, all of them snarling and growling with lust as they rushed closer.

Alan looked up at you. “Dude, what do we do?”