Nothing for right now

You know this is wrong, that your mom isn't acting normal and that you should stop before it goes too far but as her lips brush against yours all rational thought is pushed aside and you find yourself returning her kiss. At first it is a gentle kiss, tentative and exploratory, but as you continue to press your lips together the passion builds, the kiss deepening as your mother opens her mouth for your tongue.

Her hands explore your torso, tracing the contours of your chest through your shirt as your hands continue to grope her ample bosom, her nipples hard against your palms as her fingers grip your shirt, pulling it up to run her hands across your bare back. Her fingernails scratch lightly across your skin as she pushes your shirt up, her mouth pressed hungrily against yours as your tongues wrestle with each other.

"Mom?" You gasp breathlessly as your mouths part, looking down at her in astonishment as she pulls your shirt up, working it off over your head.

"Shhh,John," she almost giggles, her speech slurred and her gaze distant as if she were drunk or high on something. "Don't speak," she slurs as she pulls your shirt off, her eyes lighting up in delight as she gazes at your bare chest, "just relax and enjoy yourself."