Creampie

"I'm not on the pill, you had better-"

That was all Barry's mother managed to get out before his cock exploded deep inside of her. He came inside of ber with so much **** that they both practically screamed. He was was suddenly light headed, and when he was finally spent he slumped to the bed beside her.

"What have we done?" his mother asked sounding as if she were about to cry.

"Mom, don't," he said, wrapping an arm around her naked body and pulling her into a spooning position. "We love each other and we just had the best sex that either of us has ever had."

"But I can still get pregnant..."

"Shhh," he said, kissing her on the neck. "Worry about that later. Right now you are a sexual goddess and I just want to feel you in my arms."

"That really was amazing sex," she admitted, wiping tears away. "I never would have imagined that you'd grow up to have such a magical penis. You should be beating the girls off left and right."

"Maybe i just needed to find the right woman," he said. "Just wait until next time."

"Next time?" she asked, sounding shocked. He held her tighter. "Barry, I am your mother. Having sex once was a mistake. We can't keep doing this. Its wrong."

"Did it feel wrong?"

"No."

He knew it was partially the after glow of an amazing orgasm, but he realized then that he was in love with her. Not like a son loves a mother, but like a husband loves a wife. He wanted her for himself. He was jealous of all the years his small dicked father had had this goddess to himself and not treated her the way she deserved to be treated.

He wished they could run away together. Find a house somewhere on a beach where nobody knew them and start over as a couple. Have amazing sex all the time.

But it was just a dream, right?

"We'll figure it out," he promised.