Kevin, an 18 year old with a strict mother.

Kevin frowned: he was just wide awake enough to know that he would soon be nagged by his mother to clean his room, or do the laundry, or something so boring.

"Kevin." the voice said "Kevin!" It got louder.

Kevin got up with a groan.

"Come down here right now!" Kevin quickly replied, knowing better than to piss off his impatient mother. He then threw on some boxers and went downstairs.

Kevin finally turned the corner to see his mother lying on the couch wearing... Nothing‽

Kevin blinked twice, but no matter how many times he looked, his mother was definitely wearing nothing.

"Ah! I'm glad to see you've finally turned up, now let's see you get those stupid boxer shorts off." commanded his mother

Yet more blinking from Kevin. "COME ON!" she shouted. Making it clear he'd best not disobey. Normally he'd be mortified to be seen naked by his mother, but right now he was more afraid of the consequences of disobeying. He swiftly puled them down, hoping his mother wouldn't mind his morning wood.

"There we go. that wasn't so hard was it? Now that you've got those stupid boxers out of the way so you can fuck me." Ordered his mother. Kevin simply blinked, unable to believe what was happening. Had you asked him before today, he would have denied wanting to fuck that mother of his, with her oh so graceful feminine figure. No, he wouldn't, as that would be wrong. Even now he wasn't going to give into the temptation of her succulent pussy, perfectly framed by neatly trimmed pubic hair...

"Snap out of it! If that cock isn't in my cunt on the count of three, you are grounded for three weeks. Do you hear? Three." Kevin immediately rushed over not wanting to get grounded "Two" Kevin had his hips thrust beneath her ready to put it in, his arms on the armrest on either side of her head for stability. "One!" Kevin desperately poked around trying to find the vaginal opening quickly. "You know I would say zero, but it seems you are struggling to find it." She reaches out with her hand to guide it in. "There we go. Now I don't want that thing out of me until you cum. You know how to do that right?"

"Urm... Yes mother."

"Good, I should hope a boy your age has at least masturbated before. Now. Go on, rub it back and forth. You know what to do."

He didn't hesitate any further. Although his initial movements were awkward, he soon got into a decent rhythm. When he felt himself nearly ready to cum, he almost panicked before he remembered she said that he was not supposed to take it out until he had cum. "Urm, You said to cum in you right?" He asked, more for confirmation.

"In a way I suppose I did. Why are you nearly there?" Kevin merely responded by grunting as he came anyway.

"You know, I'm disappointed in you. You could have felt my tits, my ass, my thighs even. But no, you just had your hands on the couch. Then again I suppose I didn't ask you do those things. I really do wish you'd show some initiative someday. Well, there always will be a next time. Once you have recovered, I will have another job for you." Said his mother thoughtfully.