Of course, protein is an important part of a balanced diet.

Adam was unable to keep sitting while the source of his torment was so close. Getting up shakily, he fixed his mother with a stare that was smoldering with need. Monica stared back and swallowed her mouthful of bacon.

"Sweetie, are you alright?" she asked, worried that her poor baby was about to collapse. But the only thing that had crumbled was Adam's self-control. Step after staggering step, he moved around the table, his throat dry and his heart racing. He knew what this would do to him, but his desire to be filled by his mother's throbbing cock was too strong. Adam was beyond caring for anything but satisfying the aching desire between his legs. As he inched around the table, his mother realized what was going on.

"Adam, this is wrong, we... we can't, you'll..." Monica protested weakly, but the throbbing between her legs made thinking increasingly hard. Her cock felt like it would rip through her yoga pants, every little movement dragging its head along the table from below. Every time, burning hot pleasure raced down her twitching cock, through her groin and back up into her head where it seemed to explode in a shower of sparks that threatened to wipe away her moral barriers. She pushed her chair back, trying to get away from the situation, but the stimulation of her cock sliding free was too much for her and her brain shorted out for a moment. Her engorged cock sprung up from below the table and slung a drop of the pre that had oozed through her pants - right on Adam's face, just to the left of his nose.

With that, any chance for him to recover was gone. The smell hit his nostrils and his knees buckled. Falling forwards, he caught himself on his mother's thighs with both hands, her precum-spurting cock inches from his face. Shuddering with desire, he stuck out his tongue and inched closer, but caught himself right before his mouth touched Monica's dick. His mother groaned, feeling his hot breath wash over her buzzing prick, and grabbed the sides of her seat hard to keep herself from moving. She felt as if cock would explode if she as much as twitched.

But Adam had not come to his senses. Instead, he had realized that if he sucked his mother's cock, she'd pretty soon blow her load into his mouth. And then his drooling pussy would remain unfilled for who knew how long. And he couldn't wait any longer. Eagerly, he shoved down his pants and panties, stepping only one foot out to save time and then freed Monica's throbbing member from her yoga pants, earning another spurt of pre-cum.

"Mmmnoooh, don't... Adam, you don't... uuugh... you don't want this!" she groaned, near delirious with pleasure and need. But still, she knew what would happen and she couldn't let her poor baby change any more! But she was still near-paralyzed by the white-hot lance between her legs and Adam did not give her time to compose herself.

"Like hell! I! Don't!" Adam ground out, straddling his mother's lap and shoving her turgid cock home with one hand.

"Hnnnghh.." "...aaaah!"

Their moans blending together, both climaxed simultaneously, Adam arching his back on top of his mother and holding on to her shoulders as if for dear life, Monica bucking her hips into her son, spurt after spurt of hot jizz shooting into his snatch. The hot cum inside of him only elevated Adam's bliss and he kept gyrating his hips back and forth, riding out the orgasm like a bucking rodeo horse. But when the feeling had waned to be less earth-shattering, he found he didn't want for the feeling in his snatch to end. Adam wanted more!

Miraculously, his mother was still hard. The velvety slickness around her previously virgin cock was just too heavenly to become flaccid anytime soon. Monica embraced her son, burying her face in his tiny breasts. Adam wrapped his hands around her head, drawing her closer to his rapidly beating heart and began rocking his hips on her dick slowly, savoring the feel of her meat sliding in and out of him.

"Ooooh, mom, you're so... hnnnh... big inside me..."

"Yeah, sweetie, you're... gnnnh... so tight, I don't know how long..." Monica mumbled into Adam's cleavage, eyes closed in bliss.

"Please... haaah... please hold onnnnh... I wanna... ah! Come again."

"I'll try, but... Ah! Oh god, you're getting bigger!"

Buried between his tits, Monica was bound to notice the beginning growth first: With every thrust of his hips, a bit more boobflesh was added to his front. Adam looked down and a dopey grin spread on his face - seeing his mother's head slowly getting enveloped by his expanding bustline was pretty fun to see, and the nice warm feeling spreading through his chest mingled with the pleasure radiating through his whole body made him forget that as a guy, he wasn't even supposed to have breasts, let alone the massive tits he was growing.

"Mmmh, baby, they're so soft... haah... you're getting bigger than mommy!" Monica groaned, voice more and more muffled by Adam's increasingly jiggly assets. They were already big enough to slightly stretch his borrowed shirt, nipples and even his areolas visible through the fabric. Every movement made Adam's boobs quiver, sensitive flesh rubbing against his mother's head.

"Ooooh, I think I... ah! So close... CUMMING!"

The increased stimulation from his chest intensified Adam's bliss and quickly sent him over the edge. He threw his head back, eyes half closed in bliss and drew his mother closer to his chest. His gasps made his newly grown tits shake and tremble, Monica planting kisses on the soft flesh through the fabric of his shirt. Adam's twitching pussy kneaded her cock in a vice-like grip, making Monica's eyes roll up in pleasure and her tongue loll out of her mouth, drooling spit on her son's tits but she wasn't cumming yet. Her previous orgasm was just too recent.

But she was unable to hold back to reach the next as soon as she could. Grabbing Adam's ass for leverage, she noticed that his tits weren't the only swelling bodypart. His second orgasm seemed to have triggered another surge of growth, this time down below. Adam felt Monica's fingers sinking into his butt, flesh slowly bulging out more and more between the digits. The warm feeling spread through his ass and thighs, the proximity to his stuffed pussy multiplying his arousal.

"Awww yeah, mom, fuck me!"

That was all the encouragement Monica needed. Bucking her hips rapidly, she railed Adam's squelching pussy, making him squeal and moan.

"Yes! Yes! Give it to me! Ah!"

"Oh god, baby, I'm cu... I'm cu... I'm cumming!"

With a mighty thrust that almost threw them bodily from the chair, Monica rammed her veiny rod deep inside Adam and unloaded violently. Her hips bucked uncontrollably, face contorted in a grimace of bliss.

"Ah, so much... so hot..." Adam cooed, feeling his mother's jizz squirt inside of him. Warmth was spreading through his whole body, making him giddy and happy. He stroked his shuddering mother's hair, making soft encouraging noises and relished the feeling of her twitching dick inside of him. After what felt like minutes of spurting cum inside him, Monica's cock slowly softened. Smiling contentedly, Adam moved a bit to make it slide out of him, a few big globs of cum following it and soiling his mother's pants and the chair.

Panting from the exertion, mother and son sat and embraced each other in a wholly different kind of love than yesterday.