Quickie

The next few days after having sex with his mother were awkward. It seemed they could never get a moment alone, either one of his siblings or dad was always in the house. There were a lot of longing glances from across the room, a few quick kissing on the stairs and a few gropings as they passed each other in the hall. Once, while the whole family was in the living room watching tv, she spread her legs just right to give him a peek straight up her gown, to where she wasn't wearing panties.

Of course that triggered his hardon problem so he had to make an excuse to slip off to his room to jerk off.

He had just laid down on the bed and slipped his shorts off when the door flew quickly open and shoot. He mother looked like she had been running.

"Oh good, you're ready," she said, eyeing his cock. "I said I was coming to check on you, so we have like five minutes. Do you have a condom?"

"No."

"Fuck. Just tell me when you're close."

With that his mother pulled up her night gown and straddled him. Barry's cock slid perfectly into her dripping wet pussy. Looking up at her he felt like he was looking up at a Goddess. He wrapped his hands around her hips as she started riding him.

This time around he didn't feel any guilt or hesitation about being inside his mother. She felt perfect. She felt right. Regardless of what society might think, they both wanted it and that was all he cared about. And he didn't sense any doubt or hesitation from her either as she road his big cock wildly.

She very quickly had Barry pushed to the edge. He was about to blow his load.