Shocked

"I'm just so proud of you!" She finally said.

"I know I- wait what?" John fumbled.

Jen's massive tits bounced obscenely as she ran towards her son. They squished and pressed against his naked chest as her arms enveloped him in a tight full body hug. His Long hard dick had slipped under her shirt when she lifted her arms to hug him and was now pressing firmly into her soft warm fleshy tummy. He could feel her exposed nipple poking into his chest.

"I just can't believe it" She said lifting her head off his shoulder.

"I'm confused" John admitted.

Jen kissed him on the cheek. Then again the other cheek. Then again. Soon she was covering his face with quick little pecks like she used to when he was a toddler.

"I'm just so *kiss* proud of *kiss* the fact that I raised *kiss* such a sweet and respectful young man!" She finished it of with a kiss on the lips. Each kiss cause her body to move ever so slightly and rub against John's hard dick.

"Respectful? Mom I came on her face!" John whispered. His face instantly reddening.

"I can see that honey" she joked. "But that's all you did!"

John starred at her confused.

"Look, I know how it feels to be your age, hormones like a thousand little voices in your head constantly screaming for you to put your big fat cock in every hole you can. And then the universe provides you with the perfect girl," She motions to Emily and John looks over to her. Jen stands on her toes to whisper in his ear, causing her stomach to grind against his rock hard dick. "And their she is, with no clothes on, but passed out. But you big dick doesn't care about that, it only cares about fucking. And she's passed out, who would ever know? But with all that all you did was splatter her pretty face with a gallon of hot creamy jizz. You didn't **** her, you didn't sink that thick piece of steel hard horse cock in her tiny, tight, hot, wet, virgin pussy." She whispered, lips practically touching John's ears.

"Fuck!" John could no longer hold back. He didn't even realize he was unconsciously rubbing up against his mom but starring at Emily while his mom whispered those words to him painted a picture too perfect in his mind and he started cumming.

"What's that?" Jen asked in a naive tone as she felt the first rope of cum splash against her skin, she pulled away slightly only to be immediately grabbed by John. He slapped his hands on her ass and pulled her tight against him as he humped into her tummy, grabbing and groping her ass.

"ImsorryImsorryImsorry" John endlessly streamed.

"Shhh it's okay honey." Jen said realizing what was happening. "Just ride it out. That's it. Just power through it. Good boy. Get it all out of your system."

"Fuck" John exhaled as he released his grip on his moms fat ass and stepped back. Jen's shirt was drenched in her son's cum.

"My goodness!" Jen said looking down at her shirt. "If it weren't for all the fresh cum on Emily's face and what I saw the other morning I would have guessed it's been days since you last came. Do you sling this much cock sauce out of that fuck rod of yours every time you jerk it?"

"No" John felt embarrassed. "Sorry, I didn't mean to ruin-"

"John, You have to stop apologizing for this. Ejaculating is completely natural. Although this top does need to be washed now." With that she raised the shirt over her head, freeing her massive jiggling breasts. "Good lord just look at all this cum!"

"I am" John whispered in amazement.

"Geez, you even got it under my left tit!" She pointed out as she lifted her breast and wiped away the rope of cum with her already soiled shirt. Her breast jiggled as she used the shirt to wipe the rest of her son's cum off her skin, then she threw it in the hamper.

"You feeling better now sweetie?"

John just looked at his feet, but the fact that his cock was still hard made it look like he was starring at it.

"Honey, you mustn't feel bad about this"

"But I do! I mean I just like Emily so much and I feel like what I did to her was-"

"You have a big hard dick, baby."

"What?"

"Look at it. You just came two times in less than two minutes and right now your mom is in front of you with her saggy tits hanging out. There's no reason for you to be hard."

John's face reddened as felt he was somehow caught for something other than what he did to Emily.

"But you are hard, hard as a rock. Because hormones don't care about those sorts of things. Like the other morning when I walked in on you, we were making eye contact when you came. You were looking deep into the eyes of your own mother, but your hormones didn't care. And you couldn't stop it. But you stopped yourself tonight. You didn't put that thing inside of her. That's why I'm so proud of you!"

"Thanks I guess. I just wish she didn't pass out."

"Don't worry honey. It's not like tonight was your only chance. Tonight happened because she has feelings for you. Those feelings will still be there in the morning."

"You think she'll want to have sex in the morning?" John asked excitedly.

"No, honey" she laughed, "Well maybe. Actually she might feel like she has to after she finds out she passed out on you. But not if she wakes up with cum on her face." She laughed again. "No, what I meant was that you two feel the same about each other, so you don't have to worry about how you're going to 'make it happen' just be yourself and it will happen on it's own."

"Thanks. I think I'm going to clean up Em and take a shower."

"Don't waste fresh cum on a shower drain."

"What?"

"Look, you're still hard as ever, we both know you're going to jerk off again before you go to bed. Just do it on Emily again."

"Really?"

"Why not? It's better than you clogging my drain with it." She joked. "So just dump another hot load on her, and I'll clean it up while you're in the shower."

"God you're the coolest mom ever!" John said as his hand shot to his dick and started pumping.

"Whoa easy there champ. You don't have to worry about getting caught this time so take your time and enjoy it. I suggest fucking her tits."

John just starred at his mom in amazement, which she mistook for confusion.

"Do you know what tit-fucking is?" She asked.

"Of course! I just didn't ever think you would know what it is!"

"Please baby," she scoffed. "This tits were made for fucking." She lifted and dropped her breasts as she walked over to Emily. "And you're in luck, freshly squeezed cum makes the best lube." She said as she scooped cum off Emily's face and began smearing it on her breasts.

"Really?" John asked.

"Trust me, I know from experience. Though I've never met a man with enough stamina to use his own cum for lube instead of someone else's." John stepped beside his mother and climbed on top off Emily. Straddling her torso he grabbed her breasts and squeezed them around his hard dick and started humping. "See what I mean? Here I am reminiscing about my old gang bang days and your hormones don't even care."