Push her away.

This is wrong...especially because it feels so right. It takes everything you have in you, and a lot you don't know where it comes from, but you manage to softly push her away. "We can't do this. It's...wrong?" You barely believe it yourself, but somehow you know you have to stand firm. Even though "standing firm" is making that much harder to say "no".

Your mom blushes beautifully, furrows her brow fetchingly, and chews on her lower lip so cutely that you are sorely tempted to take her in your arms. Instead you watch as she lowers her eyes, mumbles..."I'm going to take a shower...I feel so dirty all of a sudden." You see tears welling in her eyes as she turns to go, and you want to stop her, to tell her everything is alright, but you don't trust yourself not to bury your face in her breasts if you do.

You turn your attention back to the tv, but the blond getting railed so hard she goes cross eyed looks disturbingly similar to your mother. Your cock throbs against the soft material of your tights and you turn off the tv frustrated, confused, and frighteningly horny. You decide the best bet is to head upstairs, jerk off to teenie porn online, and try to remain scarce the rest of the night. You don't want your mom to worry, so you peek your head into the Master Bedroom to tell her you are "studying".

No one is in the room, but her dress and lingerie are strewn about the floor. You see her bathroom door is open a crack and you can feel the heat from her shower wafting into the room with the smell of her sweet body wash. Maybe it's the smell, maybe it's seeing her sheer panties lying on the floor, maybe it's the boner draining all the blood from your brain, but despite knowing it's really obviously a shit idea, you slowly sneak towards the open door and peek through the crack.

You see your mother in all her glory. Her hair slicked back under the hot spray and her face flush and vibrant...you imagine kissing the tiny beads of water off her plump, shiny lips. You try to shake the image from your head, but it's burned on your brain. Worse, the images flooding your mind are increasingly intense...and treacherously tempting. The ravishing rivulets tracing the comely curves of her breasts. Her hard, puffy nipples looking so swollen and suckable. Her slender waist and thick hips...perfect to squeeze you tight. Her plump ass so thick and yet so toned...you could bury your face in there...your face...and other things. Her soft hand stroking her thick...hard...cock?!

What the fuck?! Your mom has a dick?! Your mom has a thick hard dick?! Your mom has a thick hard dick almost three times the size of yours?! Your mom...is your daddy?! Why the fuck is this making my dick drool?! Why can't I stop staring?! Why do I want to touch it?! The questions flood your mind. Before you find any answers, mommy starts moaning out loud and you have a much more pressing question...

"Oooooh, Brian, be a good boi and suck Mommy's fat cock. You've been teasing Mommy too long with that pretty face and plump ass. Let Mommy fill you with her creamy cum!" You can't believe your ears. Your "Mommy" wants to turn you into her little cum dump? Why does that sound so fucking hot?!

Your cock feels ready to burst, and your mom is lost in her stroking and fantasizing. Surely you have a few seconds to crank one out and make a fast retreat? But...should you really be jerking off to your big dicked mommy? Maybe you should stick to your original plan?