Teen Sons Forbidden Lust for His Mother: A Taboo Romance My Mom's The Best! [Pt. 2] February 15th, 2009 I woke up to a huge shaking sensation, Mom was trying to get my dick out of her cum-filled ass. It made me want to shoot another load into her, but I somehow managed to hold off, just for a bit longer. When she finally managed to separate us, I quickly went into the shower, and as I was starting to rub my cock to the feeling of what we did last night, she knocked on the door. "Joey, can I come in?" She asked, souding like a shy schoolgirl meeting her crush. "Uh, sure..." I said, hoping she would just pee and leave. "I thought since we actually did that last night, that we might as well shower together, you know, like a couple." My soft dick immediatly went hard after hearing those last few words. Are we going to do that again? Will she be less hesitant when-if we do? DOES she really mean it, or is she just confused and doesn't mean a thing? "Joey, Can I come in?" She asked. "You are in." I replied. "No, I mean in the shower?" "Oh- Urg- Um Yeah, sure, come on in." I said, tripping over my words. "Are you still hard?" She asked, staring at my rock hard shaft. "No- I- Thats- You see- Uhh.." I didn't know what to say. Mom just stood there, thinking. She started to say something and stopped, she repeated this for a few minutes before she finally spat it out. "Joey, we can't do this anymore." She jumped out of the shower and ran out the bathroom door, down the hall. "But- I- We- Please-" I said so softly, I could barely hear it. I finished scraping all of my dry sperm off of my balls and my thighs, and quickly ran to my room, gabbing a few clothes that were in the dresser, and I headed out to find Mom. If she enjoyed last night so much, then maybe, just maybe I can get her to do it with me just one more time. Mom was sitting on the couch, staring at the coffee table, sitting cross-legged in the middle of the couch. "Mom I-" "Please don't talk to me right now." She spat. Things went like this for weeks well months, we didn't really speak much, I popped out a few questions about that night, and if we could do it again. Nothing changed until the Friday of May 29th, the last day of school. "I'm home! …the next moment changed everything
