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Amanda lived alone with her teenage son, Chance. Like so many parents, she had decided the best way to ‘protect’ her child was to make sure he never had one bit of privacy or agency until he was legally an adult. So, when she got him a smartphone she had it cloned to a spy app. Ostensibly she could see every digital move he made but she had yet to get the hang of using it.
Amanda was sex-starved but still had no sympathy for her pubescent son, whom she demanded act as if he didn’t have a growing, powerful sex drive. She did everything she could figure out to restrict his access to porn and made it as uncomfortable as possible for him to masturbate in his own home. Mainly because of a discomfort she felt with the idea, but she never considered that, definitely never interrogated its source.
One Friday night, Amanda’s secret spying app intercepted a text exchange between Chance and his girlfriend, Jess. She learned he intended to sneak out, go to a house party and sneak his girlfriend back into her house to have sex. All things Amanda had explicitly forbidden him to do.
She went to his room before the time he had texted he would sneak out, intending to catch him in the act but he had already gone. The app was supposed to be able to tell her his location but she couldn’t figure that out. Normally she’d ask her son for help with that kind of thing. She decided she’d wait around and catch him sneaking Jess in; at least she could stop that.
Laying on top of his bedspread in her nighty she tried to figure out how to do more spying through her app, to pass the time. She found her way into his sent photos and a wall of dick pics filled her screen. “Oh, ew.” she said to herself. Even so she didn’t hesitate to start looking at each individually. In almost all of them he was hard, in many he was leaking precum and holding his shaft. He was big. “When did he get so big?” she thought. She didn’t want to admit it but she found it to be a gorgeous cock. She felt deeply confused when she found a video he’d sent Jess of him stroking it, his hard body writhing in pleasure while he moaned and oozed. She’d like to say she was disgusted but she kept watching and her wetting pussy told her how she really felt.
Chance was having a great time at the party, tipsy as fuck on two beers and grinding on Jess to pop music. He took a POV video of her ass rubbing on his dick, visibly hard in his jeans and another of his hands groping her curvy body through her clothes, which he posted to a backup social media he kept secret from his mother.
Amanda’s spy app dinged an alert at her, revealing the secret account. She watched, feeling strange about knowing exactly how horny her son was. Unwilling to admit that she felt some envy. She went back to watching the cumshot vids she’d found in the sent folder. She reached into her panties to play with herself, her self loathing dwarfed by her lust, forgetting her mission.
When the party started to die, Chance walked home. Jess knew the host and lagged behind to say more goodbyes but promised to meet in his room as they had planned. She’d snuck in many times and could do it easily alone.
Chance climbed in through his bedroom window with impressive stealth. His masturbating mother was concealed in darkness on the bed. She locked her phone before he could see it and waited for Jess to show so she could make the maximum bust and heap punishments on her son.
Jess wasn’t right behind him though. He stripped and she watched his silhouette, hating herself as she zeroed in on his semihard cock flopping out of his briefs.
Chance jumped into his bed to feel his girlfriend already there next to him. “You beat me?!” He said and rolled toward her.
Amanda turned away. She knew she ought to end this incidental ruse but she felt her boy caressing her thigh while his hardening cock poked her ass, grinding through her satin nightgown. Instead she said, “Mhm!” in her best Jess impression.
Chance was already lifting her nighty and slipping his dick under her panties to rub directly on her ass. She could feel him leaking precum, and heard the pleasure in his breaths. He reached around to fondle her boobs through the satin.
“You took off your bra already? Nice. I didn’t notice your dress was so soft earlier…” If he weren’t so tipsy and horny he might have thought about the fact that these tits were bigger than his girlfriend’s. He reached into the nighty to pull one out and play with the nipple.
Chance pulled his mom’s panties to the side and slipped between her thighs to rub his tip along her vulva.
“Fuuuuck, you’re so wet!” he whispered.
She resisted the impulse to rebuke him for cursing and let him fuck her thighs, coating his cock with her pussy. Little moans escaped her as he brushed her clit, she tried to keep them high pitched as she assumed Jess’s would be.
Usually at this point Jess would insist that Chance put on a condom. He was thrilled that she didn’t; what he wanted most in the world was to try raw pussy. He poked the tip at his mother’s vagina, not willing to ask permission and ruin it for himself but still wanting to give Jess a chance to stop him.
Amanda was excited, she couldn’t wait to take the cock she’d been admiring. The fact that this was so absolutely wrong soaked her pussy even more. She pushed back against her son and slipped his glans inside her. They both gasped.
Chance pushed hungrily into what he thought was Jess’ silky hole, overtaken by ecstasy. “Oh my gooood you feel so good, babe.” He rolled with her so he was straddling her thighs and started to prone bone. He sat up and played with her ass cheeks until he couldn’t resist going faster and fell forward onto her to start fucking hard and biting her neck.
Amanda forgot to disguise her moans as her son’s new position made him poke at her g-spot and the neck biting made her pussy flood. She came on her son’s cock, quivering underneath him.
Chance put the change in his girlfriend’s moans down to doing it raw, or perhaps the beers. His cock felt too good to think or ask questions; he couldn’t care less right now as long as he could keep stroking his dick with this cunt. He switched to nibbling his mom’s earlobe while he slammed into her, clapping against her ass and savoring the feeling of her orgasms. He failed to notice her ears weren’t pierced, but Jess’ are.
Chance got close to cumming and stopped. He pulled out, flipped his mom over and blindly took off her nighty and panties before he grabbed her ankles and pushed back into her. She reached out to feel his pecs and abs, soaking his cock even more in her pussy. He started rubbing her clit and noticed she had a lot more bush to grab than he was used to. It had been a while since he and Jess fooled around, so he just thought it had grown. With his other hand he grabbed a tit while he fucked his mom hard and fast, practically splashing in her cunt and moaning uncontrollably.
Amanda was having the time of her life getting railed by her son. He lowered his hips to fuck up into her g-spot, still working her clit, and she had the best orgasm she'd ever had on his cock. Groaning low, animalistically, she shook and dribbled squirt on her son’s shaft with every thrust. She didn’t even know she could be made to squirt.
Chance moaned, “Hooooooly fuck…” and made sure to keep doing exactly what he was doing. Her orgasmic convulsions felt incredible and the hot squirt multiplied it. He felt like a fertility god, making his mom cum several times in a row.
Amanda pulled her son close to start making out sloppily, wrapping her legs around him. They moaned into each other’s mouths and she felt him getting harder inside her.
His cock felt better than he’d imagined possible, on the edge of cumming from plunging into his mom’s squirting cunt. He moaned, “I’m gonna… I’m gonna cum…”
“Cum inside me.” His mom said into his ear.
He tried to say, ‘Mom?!’ but he was already spurting inside her and he literally couldn’t believe how good it felt. He instinctively pushed as deep into her cunt as possible, moaning, “maaaaaaaaaahhhhhh… ahh… Mom… Ohhh my god… Fuck… Mom…” The sensation totally overcame his revulsion. He reached under her back to hold her tight and started making out with her again while he softly fucked his cum into her cervix. She grabbed his ass and felt it flex in time with his pulsating cock and heaving balls. They traded spit until he went soft and popped out of her. No cum flowed out; he had gotten it in deep.
Chance held on tight, speechless from the powerful afterglow radiating through his body from his glans, and savored the feel of all his mom’s skin against his. He started to fall asleep on top of her, but jerked awake before he could.
“Oh my god, Jess…” he snatched up his mom’s phone, thinking it was his, and pressed the lock button. His jerk off video played on the screen. “Huh?” He assumed he was looking at his own album and pressed the home button. “This background isn’t mine…” His mom grabbed her phone from him.
“Uh, what the fuck, Mom?”
“Language!”
“Am I wrong?”
He got up to grab his phone from his pants pocket and saw that Jess had texted, “Sooo sorry! I have to go straight home or my sister’s gonna tell on me. :( don’t get 🔵🔵!!!” He breathed a sigh of relief and looked back to his mom.
“Well… I might have cloned your cell phone. And I might have been waiting to catch you sneaking Jess in, and I saw those videos, and things just sort of happened like that…”
“I’d say I can’t believe you’d spy on me like that, but I totally can…”
She stood up and put her panties and nighty back on, gravity started to help her son’s cum spill out. “It’s for your own good.” She said decisively, switching back to severe mom mode. “Chance, is Jess on birth control?”
He averted his eyes, “No… Are you?!”
“I cannot believe you! I’m not going to answer that right now. It’s what you deserve for having such risky sex. Now go to bed, we can talk more tomorrow.”
She thought that would be a good punishment but instead Chance felt a thrill over how fucked up it was and lucid dreamed of fucking his mom all night.