Incest/Taboo Lambs of Lust

Like Father Like Son

The silence in her large, empty master bedroom drove her insane. Clutching her soft pillow Amber tried desperately to come to terms with or forget what she had just done that evening. For what had felt like an eternity she lay there in her bed still naked and leaking with her son's cum. But in reality, it had only been barely an hour since their encounter in the living room.

The images of her son on top of her on the couch played over and over as her bare legs squirmed in the bed. What had she done? The regret had certainly washed over her as she lay sleepless. Her heart raced as she recollected every word they had said to each other that evening, every action she had taken up until the point they did the deed, and the proposition she left him with when they parted. Without a doubt she had instigated a sexual encounter with Andrew, baring everything to her son who simply was feeling down about girls at school.

She could only imagine that he was in his room now trying to come to terms with this incredibly awkward situation. As she wrestled with herself in the bed her conscious plagued her with all the possibilities that would happen now. Maybe he felt taken advantage of and would leave her? Their relationship forever ruined by her taboo instigation. Would he tell someone? Her inlaws? Christ if that were to happen the world would know, and what would happen to her? What would Abigail, her daughter, think?

Writhing above the sheets of her bed she fought with herself. Each horrible possibility played through her mind as the silence of the night and their house carried on. Usually, she could faintly hear the sound of Andrew's game station at this hour. She knew If he was not doing that then there must be something wrong.

Of course, there was the worst feeling between her legs, the constant feeling of dribbling cum sliding out of her mature pussy. It was a cursed reminder that her son had left his seed inside of her and how much she enjoyed the act and feeling. As her hand gripped the pillow in frustration and anger with herself, she recalled how good it felt to be fucked by him. His cock was perfect, just like his father's was, if not better. Even now she could imagine the feeling of him quickly and haphazardly fucking her. Andrew had not lasted long on the couch, but it was a memorable few moments.

It sickened her how memorable they were.

What was worse was the horrifying reality that she was not on any birth control. Her son cumming inside her was a whole other problem she would have to discreetly solve tomorrow.

More and more her mind betrayed her as she crumbled under the weight of guilt there in her bed. Her naked body was nearly in sweats as she was not sure how her life would change because of this.

"Mom."

The sound of Andrew's voice made her heart stop. Her grown son standing in the doorway to her room like a shadow as she wrestled with the thoughts of what she had done to him.

"Andrew, I... I..." Amber stammered, trying to find the words to apologize to her son for what she had done, trying to reassure him it was not his fault.

But before she could complete a sentence Andrew had made for the bed, and in the faint light of the hallway, she could see his hardened cock swinging between his legs.

Swiftly he climbed into the bed near her, positioning himself above her legs. His hands grabbed her topmost legs, feeling her thick motherly thigh up and down before pulling it upwards to expose her sex. It still leaked with his seed as he positioned his hungry cock at her lips, eagerly pushing his tip to enter like a ravenous dog.

Amber was so stunned she froze, her leg held up as her son mounted her once more.

"Andrew, Andrew, Andrew, I'm not wet just wai- haaaaaaahhhh." Amber wailed as her son thrust his large cock into her dry pussy forcefully. There was little patience as he skewered her, beginning his rabbit-like thrusts while his hands rubbed her cute mom pooch on her stomach.

"Ohhhh mom." He moaned while fucking her, his eyes were so wide and scary, Amber realized how good this felt, and how much she felt redeemed. Lovingly she watched his eyes drink her in again, his hands roughly playing with her large tits. She even moaned in return as he struck up a rhythm in his thrusts.

"Gentle sweetie... gentle.." the sharp pains of a dry cock in her cunt beginning to subside as she let herself enjoy this. After all the pain and doubt she cast upon herself, this was the affirmation that she needed, the guilt seemed to wash away as she watched Andrew enjoy himself in her.

"Oh baby.... Oh baby just like that!" Amber whined as her son took elongated upward strokes into her. His thick cock was tickling just the right spot.

"That's it keep going!" She begged him as her mouth fell open. It was an amazing feeling, her son was about to make her climax, an event she never thought she would encounter in her life. Nor was it an event that she thought she needed until now. His large tip rubbed along the top of her tunnel, warming her to the point she bit down on her pillow for fear of waking the neighbors to their incestuous encounter. She couldn't dare call out his name, as much as she wanted to scream it.

"Keep going... keep going... I'm almost....."

It was without a doubt a huge explosion within her, just not the one she was looking for. A massive burst of her son's cum crashed against her womb as he planted himself in her. Andrew let out a loud moan almost like a roar as his sack pulsed against her thigh and he released himself fully with unabashed confidence.

Of course, Amber was once again left without climax, her lips pulsing as Andrew exited her and fell next to her on the bed with a deeply content sigh.

Amber leaked all over her thigh and sheets once again as she narrowed her eyes at her son. All the pain and doubt just moments ago in her mind were buried inside her now. This encounter solidified that now something would be different between them.

"You know sweetie... you're gonna have to learn to make momma cum... that is if you want to learn to make women cum." She timidly finished.

Panting her son looked at her with a wide smile, unlike any she had seen from him. His head rested on the pillow adjacent to hers, staring deeply into her eyes.

"I'm sorry mom." He said between labored breaths. His body seemed to melt into the mattress, but he made one last effort to lift his head and bring it to Ambers. He caught his mother off guard, his lips finding hers in a deep and passionate kiss. Their lips smacked for a long moment as they shared something very unique.

"I'd... I'd love to learn how to." He said as his head rest back into the pillow. His eyes were fluttering closed as the fatigue of the evening set in.

"I love you mom." His lips managed to whisper before he faded to sleep.

Amber was left flabbergasted, fearful, and feeling like a young girl again as she lay next to Andrew. There were feelings that he was bringing out in her that she had not felt in a long while. But of course, they had a long road ahead, and a small bit of fear made her wonder what the morning would bring.

In the meantime, she was left to finish herself once again. A task she quickly set to as her son lay peacefully sleeping next to her.

Amber could hardly sleep a wink that night, even after making herself orgasm and cleaning herself up some she could not find rest. She envied her son who lay so peacefully next to her, his naked body so relieved. It was all she could do but stare at him all night, thinking about what they had done, and what they would do. Gone were the guilt and the terror she felt before he intruded on her, she knew at the very least he wanted what she gave him. But there was still a scariness to it all, this new territory in their relationship would have to be charted carefully.

It was but a few hours before daybreak that she finally fell asleep. Once the daylight began to tickle her eyelids she woke with little hope for more rest. Her whole body was sore from the action of the previous evening. Since it had been so long she would have to ease her way into sex once again. Grasping her hairy muff she felt so raw, Andrew's advances were unrelenting and not gentle. It was expected for a boy his age though, young men were after all so filled with sexual aggression. Of course, for a woman her age sexual desire was almost amplified as she reached her peak. Staring at his limp cock her mind raced about how they would fulfill each other's base needs. But as she shook her head she realized this was still about him. It was her job as a mother to meet his needs first and foremost.

Amber figured she should not get used to it anyways, after all, he would eventually find a pussy his age to ravage, lucky girl. Her eyes examined just how thick he was, it was a wonder he could hide that thing away from her for so long.

A few hours after daybreak, Andrew finally stirred. His head launched up as if he had awoken from a startling dream. No doubt the whole of their activities last night felt like a dream to him. Amber just hoped as he found himself in her bed that it would not turn into a nightmare.

"Mom?!..." his eyes were wide, drifting across the bed sheet that only covered her from the top of her chest to her upper thigh. Her long legs spread out on the bed as her arm held the sheet against her chest.

"Hi sweetie..." she looked at him deadpan, knowing it might be a surprise to wake up next to his naked mother.

"I uh... I uh..." his eyes grew large as he saw on his mother's face the truth of it. But there was no sense he wanted to run from the bed either, simply he was gobstruck.

"Had a dream?..." Amber questioned as she sat up some, still holding the sheet against her large chest, though a bare hip slipped from under the covers.

"I don't think it was a dream..." Andrew looked at her in awe.

"I hope it wasn't a nightmare..." she playfully pushed out her bottom lip flirtatiously.

"Not at all..." Her son's head shook as his hand reached out for the sheet covering his mother. As he grabbed at it she tussled for just a second, Amber reluctant to reveal herself so easily. But it didn't take much insisting for her to relent and let him peel away the covers. Her large breasts now hung there in the open. Amber looked at him straight-faced, her son making to grope her but retracting when he saw her expression.

"Sorry I just like... I like them... I like you... your uh... body." Andrew began to stammer.

"Good." That was all she said as she cupped his cheek in her hand. "I want you to like them... enjoy them."

Andrew made to grab them as she was closer, but her glare made him second guess.

"But... I don't want them to be a distraction from your school." Amber had a knowing expression as she waited for it to click in Andrew's mind.

For a long moment, his eyes were on her large areolas, but suddenly he picked up what his mother was putting down.

"Shit..." he shot up from bed, thick member half erect and swinging around as he ran towards the door. Despite his tardiness from college classes that morning, he took a long pause at the door. Looking back to his mother, who had covered herself once more with the bedsheet and gave him a coy smile.

"Can I see... one last time." His tongue ran across his lips as he thirsted for his mother's body.

Amber shook her head, biting her lower lip as she held the sheet even tighter.

"Now you need to use your confidence on girls at school."

"Right... but... you'll still be there for me... right?" His voice sounded hesitant, wondering if last night was the only taste he would get.

Amber let the sheet slip down ever so slightly, the very top of her light pink nipple slipping past. Her son's breathing was heavy and the mere sight of part of her nipple, and if Amber was honest, she felt a bit of warmth in her core as well.

"You better get going sweetie... have a good day at school." The bedsheet rose to the base of her neck as she covered her entirety in the white linen.

Andrew smiled before dashing to his room to throw on clothes and grab his things.

Several short moments later the front door to the house slammed shut as he dashed to school, leaving Amber alone once again. The silent house was deafening to her ears. Laying back down with a huff she contemplated what was next, and what he needed to learn. As much as she wanted to make this about him, there were certain needs he would need to meet.

The campus of the local community college was nothing more than a repurposed complex of business offices from the 1970s that had been partially renovated, added on to, and hardly aesthetically updated since their formative years. Thick white paint was slathered on the walls in layers innumerable, and posters dating back decades hung on the wall featuring movie stars people forgot the names of with mundane captions such as "Read". Despite its dated appearance, there was a considerable student body, each darting between classes, cafeteria, student lounge, and the library. It was a constant stream of focused young individuals.

Andrew Lamb could not be counted amongst the focused of his peers. Sitting on a low wall watching a fountain in the distant retention pond, his mind contemplated the night's activities and the new reality he had woken up to in his mother's bed. The thought of her breasts in her hands, the smell of her sweat, the feel of her lips around his cock. It was all circling his mind insatiably. He had hardly taken a single note in class that day, though it was not often he did anyway. Checking his watch frequently he counted down the time till his last class, with half a mind to skip it. Though somehow he figured his mother would not be happy if he did. She might even withhold activities if he did not dedicate himself to his studies.

But one unfocused day wouldn't hurt that. He just needed another taste of her, to feel the warmth of her mature body against his. Shifting in his seat on the wall he felt his ass go numb, but his manhood tingled as he remembered slipping into his mother's hairy muff. His thoughts were so focused on it that he nearly drooled just in time for the sudden appearance of one of his classmates next to him.

"Hey... Andrew right?" A russet-brown-skinned girl stood below him on the wall. Andrew adjusted himself so any growing bulge would be hidden from her sight. The girl was simply looking up at him with a bright smile. She was a cute Desi girl, with dark black hair and bright eyes. It was not the girl Andrew had been stalking on social media the night before when his mother caught him, but she had caught his eye once or twice.

"Yeah, that's right... uhh Anisa isn't it?" He looked her in the eye. He was astonished that he was able to respond. Though it was the first girl to directly come up to him. He couldn't imagine the paralysis he would usually encounter, or the fact the lesson with his mother gave him confidence enough. But as he looked down at her it was not the same, he wasn't afraid of her.

She was cute and seemed to be interested, but he wasn't interested at all.

"Yeah, we share a chemistry class I think." Anisa hoisted the strap of her bag high on her shoulder.

"Say, a few of us from the Chemistry class were going to get together tonight to study. Maybe hang out and have a few drinks too. You interested?"

For the first time in his life, a girl invited him to something. But the prospect of what would happen tonight outweighed anything Anisa could offer him. Looking at her subtly he noted her features. She was thin, with small hips, a petite frame, and nearly a flat chest. It was nothing like his mother who while petite in the right areas had hips to hold on to, legs that were warm to wrap around him, and breasts he could bury his face in.

Andrew's lust for his mother was a far higher priority than a group study session with a cute Indian girl from school.

"Oh uh, cool thanks." Andrew scratched the back of his head nervously. He was still not the best socially, even if he didn't freeze up. But he couldn't hide the lack of interest plastered over his face as he answered.

"I actually do kinda already have plans tonight, with my mo-" He stopped mid-sentence as he realized he was being too truthful. Anisa looked at him curiously, as if she wasn't quite sure she heard him correctly.

"Mo-uhhhhhh-motor elective... yeah there is uh, a big project due for that." He stammered as his sentence concluded with a semi-sensical result. Anisa seemed to buy it partially, looking rather confused as she wondered what a Motor Elective was.

"Motor elective... huh." Her brown eyes looked sad and disappointed at the rejection.

"Yeah you know, pistons, airbags, thrust..." He carried on, his true thoughts blending with the lie.

"Well, I hope that goes well. Maybe I can give you my number and we can do it another time?" She tried to extend another opportunity.

Andrew's mind wandered to thoughts of his mother's ass leaving the living room last night, but a sudden click of realization Anisa was waiting on him to take her number hit him and he scrambled to take his phone out of his pocket.

He came off more than a little cocky to Anisa, but whether she liked that or was trying to be understanding despite how little he put into their interaction was not clear.

Andrew fumbled through adding her to his contacts, entering her name as "Anska chem" and taking her phone number down as swiftly as she relayed it. His classmate soon said her goodbyes and carried on, leaving Andrew to nearly forget about the whole interaction as his thoughts wandered straight back between his mother's legs.

Hours later Andrew's final class was over, and he was the first to run from the classroom before his teacher could even finish an additional thought about this week's homework. Eagerness propelled him swiftly as he headed for the front parking lot, his mother had texted that she would pick him up today.

His pace was quick enough that a few stood out of his way, even the girl he was so obsessed with the night before was not even a target in his vision as he passed her. No spare thought was given to her as he pressed through the double doors at the front of the college and looked into the distance to see his mother waiting in the SUV.

"Bye Andrew! Good luck on your Motor Elective tonight!" Anisa called across the front lawn of the college with a smile and wave. Andrew hardly batted an eye as he grabbed the door handle of the car, his hand giving her his own partial wave.

Slipping into the passenger seat, his eyes instantly thirsted over his mother's body.

Amber had done some purposeful shopping that day. Among many outfits and fittings, she had gathered she now wore a pair of jean shorts that were the highest she could dare. They came to just below the cheeks of her ass. Additionally, her blue tank top was low cut enough that her cleavage was front and center, even the topmost edge of a beige lace bra could be seen. It was a size smaller than what she usually would wear, it hugged to her abdomen tightly, slipping upwards as she sat in the driver seat and exposing the skin of her hip.

More than a few co-eds had caught sight of her as she waited in the parking lot. A few boys Andrew's age even called out to her as they passed. Andrew certainly had similar feelings. To say he was gobstruck, was an understatement. He feasted in the moment and was hardly able to buckle himself as Amber began to drive away from the front of the college.

"Hello to you too sweetie." She smiled, knowing what she was doing to the boy. It was just the beginning of a bit of fun she would have with him, taking advantage of untapped, unreciprocated, and pent-up lust within her son. She reminded herself again that this was all for him, even if she felt an electric charge within her soul.

Andrew sat back in his seat with a huff as his hand landed on Amber's bare thigh. It began to come around to the inside as he rubbed it, feeling the length of what leg she was showing off.

"So tell me about that cute Indian girl that waved to you." She hummed as his hand gracefully teased at the skin showing on her abdomen.

"Oh... just a classmate, from chemistry," Andrew mumbled, his free hand fumbling with his crotch as he rubbed an ever-growing bulge.

"Just a classmate?" Amber sounded disappointed as she gave a pouty lip. "What was her name?"

"Anikia or Anisa or something..." Andrew got a bit flustered at the line of questioning. His focus was more so on the bounce of Amber's tits as they went over the speed bumps a the college entrance.

"Ohhhh she sounds cute." Amber teased the hand on her thigh with her index finger.

"Yeah... she wanted me to go to a study group with her tonight. I told her I was busy."

"You said no?!" Amber's astonishment turned into her jerking the wheel some, Andrew's hand bracing against her breast.

"Yes... I don't want to go out tonight." His tone was incredibly serious, eyes piercing her own as he looked at her to gauge her response. Amber fumbled with a thought, but she also didn't want Andrew anywhere else but home that night.

"Fine. But next time you better accept."

"Fine..." Andrew didn't want to talk about Anisa anymore, his hand now undoing his belt buckle and unzipping his fly as Amber drove down the road.

"Andrew?!" She looked at him with a wry smile as he brought his achingly stiff cock to the forefront. It took no time for him to bear it and begin stroking there in the passenger seat. If they had been in a sedan that sat lower all the passers-by would be able to see her son masturbating to his mother's tight tank top.

"It's been a long day." He said pitifully as his thick rod made her bite her bottom lip. It was already so excited and erect, lewdness in her son's eyes just because of the little outfit she just bought to attract him. It seemed to meet its intended purpose well. So much so she was afraid of what the other things she bought would do to him.

"Oh my gosh..." she laughed some and smiled, eyes moving between the road and his cock as she rested her head in her hand.

"Could you... please take off your top mom?" He licked his lips while cautiously inquiring.

"Andrew!!" Amber instinctively covered her chest with her arm. There was such little hesitation with him and this arrangement, and zero inhibitions. He had driven past the experimental stage and right into kink territory, wishing his mother to be exposed in public.

"I'm driving, people will see!" She flirtatiously tried to fend off the suggestion. Any sort of guilt she felt that she had pushed her son into something he didn't want was not based on reality. Andrew had dove head first into this relationship.

"Take a back road then!" He blurted out, his stroking got harder and more deliberate.

"Please... You said if I needed anything..."

Amber didn't respond at first, weaving between a few cars as if she was in a hurry to get home and let her son burn off a bit of his energy with her. But at the upcoming intersection, she whipped the car into a right turn. She took a street that was far longer than normal and went through the woods near home rather than the busy main streets of their town.

Knowing what she had done, Andrew smiled. His fingers even pulled the fabric of her tank top upwards some.

"Hold the wheel." She slowed the speed of the car as Andrew kept it straight. Her hands pulled her new blue tank top up over her body, the tightness of the cloth was a new struggle she didn't have with her normal looser-fitting clothes. Soon a brand new beige lace bra was in full view, complete with a small pink bow in the front.

Looking around at the road Amber blushed fiercely. Nervous yet excited someone would see her indecent. Worse if someone recognized she was topless in the car with her son. There were only a few cars on this road, so the risk was small as Andrew continued to beat off.

"Can you take them out?" Andrew pushed the boundaries.

"Aren't you worried someone will see?!" Amber couldn't believe how reckless her son's lust was and how far it would carry them. Yet she was beaming with a bright smile of sexual excitement that she had not worn for years.

"There is hardly anyone out here. If one or two people see... who cares?" His legs spread apart as he leaned back in the chair and stroked.

Amber glared at him some, but could hardly maintain a serious face.

Andrew on the other hand silently pleaded with her, sad eyes begging to view her maternal bosom as he slowly stroked himself. His lips mouthed the words please softly as he smiled at her.

"Ugh fine...." She rolled her eyes. Her non-driving hand pulled her bra downwards, so she could at least pull it back up fast enough if need be. The lace fabric soon was under her large tits, off pink nipples now visible as she took a deep nervous breath.

Reaching over to his cock she gave him a few tugs as she looked him in the eye and smiled.

"You need to cum quick so I can get dressed again, sweetie." Her hand squeezed his thick manhood as she blushed bright red and bit her lip. It was a poorly kept secret that she was enjoying this little game of exhibition as well.

The boy in the passenger seat groaned as his mother's hand gilded so skillfully over his rod. It was infinitely better to feel her fingers wrap around his rod than his own. She even rubbed his tip, collecting the precum leaking from it and rubbing it down his shaft. The feeling was amazing like he was actually fucking his mother's wet juicy pussy. But it was not the same thing, there was no substitute.

This went on for half a mile through the wooded side road. Both mother and son panted as they performed such lewd acts in public. However, soon Amber would slow the SUV, pulling off onto the bumpy shoulder of the road.

"Mom?" Andrew looked out the window curiously as she drove the SUV down a dirt path into the woods. The ruts in the road were rough, causing the SUV to rattle side to side, almost precluding the need for Amber to put any effort into stroking him.

"Just relax hun, I just remembered a place your father and I used to go." Amber took her hand off his cock for a moment to navigate the rougher road. Andrew pined now at his cock, eyes fixated on Amber who amazed him more and more as she led him on these sexual adventures. Seeing as they were in the middle of the woods now he let his hand attack the bra around his mother's tits. He pulled at it more to try and move it further away from her unladen breasts.

Amber giggled and leaned forward, letting him have access to the buckle on the back of her bra. Her son's fingers found it in no time, but as they fumbled with the metal clips he had little luck in unbuckling them, frustration in his face evident as he furrowed his brows.

"Mmmm seems like momma still has a lot to teach you." The SUV came to a stop in a clearing a couple of hundred meters deep into the forest. Putting it in park Amber unbuckled her seat belt and turned her back to her son.

"Watch." She said as she reached backward and swatted her son's hands away. She deftly grabbed the back strap of her bra and looked over her shoulder.

"The more excited you are, the harder it is to remove." Her hands pulled at the buckle, showing the slow motion of hooks on the right unclipping from loops on the left.

"See?"

Andrew nodded feverishly as he saw his mother's bra undone. Wasting no time he batted her hands away, a bit of playful wrestling for control as the pair laughed and enjoyed the moment. But ultimately, if not by design, Andrew prevailed. He yanked the bra away from her body and threw it in the back seat, Amber whining a bit as it was out of her reach.

"How am I supposed to get that now-ah!" Amber was unsanctimoniously turned around and pushed against the driver's side door. There she was topless, Son's hands at her shoulders pushing her back as he took in the naked sight of her body.

"I don't want you to wear a bra anymore." His tone was incredibly commanding. If this was a normal mother/son relationship it was a poor tone to strike with his parent. But given the circumstances, it made Amber hot in certain places. Though be it instinct or

teasing Amber shot him a serious look as if he crossed a line.

"I mean... please maybe not wear one?" The boy who held his mother against the driver's side door begged.

"I hope you don't talk to all girls this way..." her eyes looked at him judgmentally, remembering he still had a lot to learn about women.

"You have to be suave... charming." Her tongue whipped at him.

"Suave..." the term seemed to be lost of the shut-in nerd she had raised. Perhaps this lesson could wait... there had to be other ways to teach him how to talk to women. Right now the warmth in her body was already convinced to give "it" up.

Amber's serious face slowly grew into a roguish smile.

"When it's appropriate, maybe I won't wear anything at all." She winked. "But sometimes I do have to wear one... you know." She waved her hand as if they were in public.

"Fine." Andrew huffed, his head diving into her tits as he buried it between their bouncy flesh. Amber puffed as he kissed her soft mounds, his lips, and tongue traveling through her valley and across each peak. When visiting the temples atop her mounds he would playfully nip at them, feeling the nub between his lips and teeth.

"Ow!" She jerked her body as he was a little too playful. She couldn't push him off as he was too strong, but she did give him a stern look.

"Sorry..." he grimaced.

"It's fine hun." She pecked his cheek. Andrew, now redeemed, dove back in albeit more carefully. His wet and warm tongue ran across her breasts over and over as they bounced with each fondle. Amber's shallow breaths were becoming more and more labored as she squirmed at the feeling.

"Andrew..." she whispered between panting.

"Yeah, mom?"

"Lay back in your seat." She took a long breath as her son released her shoulders. He obediently sat back in the passenger seat, looking over at her topless form as she took long deep breaths. They were both getting very excited, feeding off one another's energy.

Amber sat up, gathering her brown hair together behind her head and picking a hair tie from the many hung around the gear shift. Soon she was neatly put away in a bun, her eyes burning with passion as she looked down at Andrew's cock. With a quick look at their surroundings she confirmed they were still alone in the woods, then she grabbed him and gave him a few tight, long strokes.

"Ok hun.... Here's the deal." Her eyes were sultry as she looked into his. Andrew had an expression of wonder as his mother brought out more and more fiery lust in him. One moment he would think he couldn't get any hornier, and the next his mother would bring him to a new level.

"I want you to cum for me, just so you calm your cute little sex drive till we get home, ok?" she squeezed him harder in her soft caring hand as she worked him. Amber, like any good mother, was putting all her experience into how she took care of her son. Only this experience was sexual, Amber had been a rather promiscuous girl in her day.

"Ok." Andrew was the one with shallow breaths now.

"Good." Amber leaned over, bringing her mouth down to his tip. She took his mushroom into her lips, swishing it around along with her tongue. It was wet now with her saliva, her tongue tickling its underside as she looked up at him.

"But one more thing..." she lifted her head, much to his dissatisfaction and carnal whine of Andrew.

"Yea?" His tone was annoyed, cock aching, mother content to tease him.

"Tonight. You're gonna learn how to properly make a woman cum."

"Learn to..." he stuttered

"Yes, momma needs to cum too." She lowered her head and kissed his tip. "And I'd much rather do it on your cock."

"Right..." he imagined how that would feel. "Ok."

"Good... now don't hold back." The mother dove back in, this time taking nearly his full length in her throat. She gagged more than once but felt that her full potential was returning to her each time she did it. Back in her day, she could take a good-sized cock in without a wince. For her son's benefit, she hoped to give that to him again.

Andrew groaned as she bobbed up and down on his rod, his thick trunk disappearing beneath his mother's lips time and time again. Soon she scoot forward, adding a bit of extra spice to the exchange as she brought her tits against his cock and nestled it between them. Looking up and taking a breath for a second she smiled, up and down she rubbed him between her breasts. Andrew was frozen in awe, never imagining he would see his mother in this way, or feel her in this way.

Soon she engulfed his manhood in her mouth while squeezing it between her breasts, traversing his length in a rhythmic pace. It was one of the most amazing sensations he had felt in his life. Instinctively his hand found the top of Amber's head, pressing down on it as if to force more of himself into her throat. Amber for her part obliged, knowing her boy had a need.

This passionate act of love went on for several minutes, none of which Amber ever falter or lose her pace. Each time she lifted her head up and squeezed her breasts around his length was an affirmation of her love. Each time she plunged herself down, letting his overly thick cock run against her tonsils was a commitment to give him everything he needed.

A spirited Amber revealed in this sort of interaction, unlocking parts of herself she hadn't felt since before she was married. To that end she didn't tire, only grew more eager between her thighs. She hoped Andrew was up for the challenge later. His father certainly had taught her a thing or two, so deep inside his lack of social skills and unconfident personality, there was an assertive and suave version of his father.

Amber just needed to bring it out.

As she lifted her head the hundredth time just as passionately as she did the first, his rod began to jerk. A splattering of cum doused her eye as it slipped from her lips. But quickly she recovered, taking his length deep into her mouth to let him unload. Between the first two interactions they had last night and this morning, she thought he would be empty. Instead ceaseless ropes of sperm filled her mouth and throat, almost enough to break her promise to swallow everything he had. He was certainly pent up.

"Wow..." Andrew released his mother's head and let him fall back. Below him, Amber struggled to swallow the last ounce of his seed.

"Was that good sweetie?" She lifted her mouth, licking a few drops from his tip before sitting back up. She had a puddle of cum between her nose and eye, her eyelid cutely clenched shut. Amber smiled at him and gave him a loving parting stroke.

"It was amazing..." he would gasp for air.

Amber simply smiled, leaning over into the back seat to try and grab her shirt. As she leaned there her breasts hung low over the center console of the car, Andrew gave them a few squeezes as they bounced around, his hand traveling to her abdomen as he felt her warmth, then running to her hip and back, across her covered ass.

Shirt finally in hand after a prolonged struggle to retrieve it from the place Andrew threw it, Amber wiped her face clean. A brand new cum stain on her brand new shirt. Though she had to laugh, when she bought these new clothes she had a feeling they would be fated to be covered in cum.

"I love you." Andrew said in a far more involved way than he ever had.

Amber simply smiled, letting him watch her wipe her breasts of cum and saliva as the stained blue shirt was used as a rag.

"I love you too sweetie... how about we get home?" Her eyes looked at him suggestively.

"Yeah... let's." He could hardly pick up his head, the scrawny boy so spent from the load he dropped down his mother's throat. Andrew never smiled the way he did now, at least before they explored this new part of their relationship. Amber took that as an affirmation that she was indeed giving her son what he needed, the tender love of a woman.

Amber remained topless for the course of their drive through the forest on their way home. The lustful thoughts they shared were distracting as Amber seemingly drove too slow for one large truck that came up behind. The two-lane road wasn't used much, so before she could notice said truck was passing in the opposite lane. The angry driver seemingly wanted to exchange words as he came alongside.

The sudden sight of the topless woman quenched such anger as a smile crossed his face. Amber didn't notice till her son mentioned him staring, the middle-aged woman daintily covering her breasts just with a hand as she laughed. Mother and son shared a rather sexual moment with a stranger, Amber feeling a bit exhilarated to be exposed and lusted after once more. For Andrew, the sexualized image of his mother amplified as another man partook in her naked image

"He seems to like you as well," Andrew mentioned suggestively.

"You're not jealous that another man is looking at what is meant for you?" Amber looked at her son curiously.

"No... I don't think I am." He scratched his chin as he pondered the feeling. "It's sort of exciting." He smiled.

Amber huffed, wondering what this boy was about, and what sort of trouble he was going to get her into. Amber uncovered her breasts to let the stranger see once more, passing him a wink as Andrew excitedly chuckled and waved to the man.

Father and son certainly shared more than one fetish.

As for the fellow motorist, at least they didn't know him. The moment finally passed as fast as oncoming traffic made him merge. But not before he took a long last look at Amber, both Andrew and he savoring her.

A few minutes later they pulled into their neighborhood, where people would certainly notice the impropriety of a topless mother in the SUV with her son. The most Amber could do was drape her cum stained tank top over her breasts and drive swiftly. She executed the fastest turn into their garage that she could conceive. Andrew hung on to the handlebar as the SUV whipped around.

Once in the garage with the door closing, both mother and son took a deep sigh of relief. The exhilaration of exposure certainly only applied to strangers, the thought of a neighbor seeing her was just terrifying. Mother and son sat in the front seat for a moment as the silence took them, both imagining what was in store.

"Mom."

"Yes?" Amber turned her head on the headrest, her tank top still hiding her indecency.

"What would happen if someone we knew saw you... saw us... like that?"

Amber looked out the front windshield at the dark garage, the knowledge they were doing something incredibly taboo seemed to be settling into her son's mind.

"Well... we can't let that happen..." Amber replied gravely.

"Oh..."

"We have to be careful if this is what you want to do." Amber bit her lip, praying that her son did want to do this. Perhaps she began to realize this was as much for her as it was for him.​