Hunter’s Sexy Snippets

Christmas was under a week away and just like every year, Alice was in the holiday spirit.

The powdery snow fell down hard and made for slick road conditions. Alice slowly tracked on through the wintery conditions at a slow 30 miles per hour. She had been putting in extra time at the office lately so that she could have some extra cash for extra gifts for the family.

"Darn it!" Alice hit the steering wheel and yelled as she approached a major traffic jam on the highway.

After another long day at the office, all she could of thinking about was getting home and helping Karen and Brad put up the finishing touches on this year's Christmas tree. Alice knew this could one of her last that she got to spend before her nephew Brad moved out and got his own place on campus.

Alice checked Waze app on his iPhone and it alerted her about a severe accident ahead. He began texting her sister Karen that she would be running about an hour late. She tossed the phone onto the passenger seat in disgust and turned up the Christmas music on the radio. 

Back at home, loud flesh flapping and deep primal grunts were coming from the master bedroom.

"Wow baby! What on Earth has gotten into you?" Karen said sarcastically while out of breath.

In the middle of her brand-new king size bed, Karen was on the receiving end of another extremely hard and loving fuck from her handsome 18-year-old son.

Karen laid still on top of the neatly made bedspread with her meaty naked legs spread to either side of the wide mattress. Brad was on top on her missionary style while jabbing his cock deep into his mother's sloppy cunt. She looked up at her son and saw lust, anger, love, frustration, and happiness in her son's sweaty face.

Suddenly, Karen's cell phone began to vibrate on the nightstand to her right. With her left arm, she hooked on to the back of her son's neck, and with her right hand, she grabbed the cell phone.

"Your aunt is stuck in traffic. Probably going to be another hour." She read the text message from Alice and tossed the phone aside as her loving son fucked with more vigor.

Karen dove in and gave her son a series of love bits and licks on her son's extended forearms that were supporting his weight. The sexy mother kissed and bit her way up his budging biceps and along his collar bone. This caused Brad's spine to shiver and tingle. The feeling made him hammer down a little bit rougher. The force of their fucking had the bed shaking violently.

Karen fell back flat against the fluffy bed. She put her hands on the back of her knees and held her legs wide as her son beat down into her.

"Did my outfit make my baby boy all hot and bothered?" Karen said teasingly while staring up into her son's eyes.

Karen's thick beautiful brunette hair fanned out over the soft king size pillow that her head laid on. While smiling up at the love of her life, Brad feverishly nailed this matronly queen into the mattress. Like a well-oiled machine, Brad plowed his beefy 9' cock in and out. Karen's magnificent pussy gushed over and over again, providing the right amount of lube to allow her son's dick to easily slide from tip to root. She felt her cunt juices begin to splash and run along the rim of her asshole and onto the soft bed beneath her.

The head of Brad's cock drilled and hit depths that his aunt could only dream of. Suddenly, Karen's body started tingling, her breathing become overly erratic, and she shut her eyes tightly.

"OH BABY, MOMMY'S CUMMING AGAIN. KEEP FUCKING ME HARD. DON'T STOP. PLEEASE HONEY. DON'T STOP!"Karen demanded. She grabbed the back of Brad's neck and pull him down so her mouth by his ear.

As her son, Brad can tell his mother's different moods. Growing up, whether she was serious about school, friends, cleaning, or doing chores, her inflections and facial features were extremely telling. In this instance, her tone was unmistakable.

"BRAD MICHAEL ROGERS. UGH. DON'T STOP. UGH. UGH. Brad. UGH. UGH. UGH. SHIT. HOLY SHIT!!" Karen continued to yell.

The near 40-year-old mother was blabbering incoherently as she bear-hugged her only child. Brad kept thrusting his cock into her, but her strength and rigid convulsing made it difficult for him to keep up the pace.

Twenty minutes earlier, Karen and Brad were listening to few old Christmas tunes and putting up some white tinsel on their brand-new Christmas tree. The living room was filled with music and Christmas cheer. While putting Christmas bulbs on the tree, Brad accidently dropped a case the multicolored Christmas balls on the floor.

Brad got on his knees to pick up the bulbs that scattered underneath the tree. When he looked up, he got an eyeful of his mother's luscious backside while she was on her hands and knees. She was placing the green matting underneath the tall and colorful 8' tree. Brad's cock twitched at the sight before him. Her wide white bubbly ass in an extremely tight pair of green Christmas yoga pants was pointing straight at him.

The festive form fitting green leggings had red and white strips circling around from the waist all the way down to the ankles. The material was being stretched so tightly that Brad could clearly see the lining of her full back panties through the thin fabric.

Karen had no concept of what her arched large ass was doing to her son. While her upper chest was on the ground, she extended her arms to smooth out the carpeting around the bottom of the tree. Karen always had a sexy arch to her back and hips due to the years of dance class Brad's grandparents made her take growing up.

From his vantage point, the horny young son took in immaculate sights. Plump muscular hamstrings, sturdy calves, an ass that can make any man melt, suckable painted toes, arches that were begging to be to be licked, etc.

Once the green carpet under the tree was in place, Karen got the sense that Brad was ogling over the view behind her. A normal mother's reaction would be to immediately slap their son in the face for being such a dirty pervert. Instead, Karen smiled to herself, stuck her juicy ass up even higher in the air. Perhaps more mothers in the world should be so open and accepting.

Brad slowly brought his face inches away from his mother cotton covered ass crack. Karen rocked her body back and forth which caused her beautiful bottom to slightly tap Brad in the face. Brad head was lost in a trance as Karen feed into his overly active ass obsession.

Due to her work out regime and age, Karen's lower body had thickened into an ample bottom that resembled Franceska Jaimes and Kendra Lust. But her heavy tits and cute stomach from the waist up was more comparable to Sensual Jane. Karens face, neck, and hair a dead ringer for Denise Milani. Maturity has been extremely kind to the 39-year-old mother of one.

Suddenly, Brad grabbed the sides of Karen's hips and began licking and kissing over the thin stretchy fabric. Streaks of saliva began to form on the soft leggings as Karen giggled in excitement. Brad didn't even touch his cock and it was already jutting out like a missile and causing his gym shorts to tent out massively.

Just then, the song "Santa Baby" came on the Pandora radio station. Karen quickly jump to her feet and began sinking.

The cheerful mom grabbed the oversized red and white Santa hat that was on the arm of the couch and put it on. Karen danced around playfully and sang along with the radio. Brad still on his knees in lust as he watched his mother start to dance around in the living room.

Along with her enticing Christmas stripped leggings, Karen wore a white long-sleeved sweater top that also perfectly hugged her E cup tits. The clingy material caused her the bottom of the shirt to rise up and reveal Karen's fleshy mid-section.

Since Alice was not around for the day, Karen subconsciously decided to not bother wearing a bra underneath the clingy white top.

Brad couldn't keep his eyes off her swinging hips and bouncy breast. While dancing to the music, she pranced around the living room seductively. She grabbed a long piece of garland and started draping the entertainment center with the festive and colorful décor.

"Santa baby, forgot to mention one little thing, a ring" Karen sang, turned her son and winked.

Brad stood up and out stuck his brick hard boner underneath his shorts.

She started to seductively walk over to him as the end of the song approached. She slowly put her arms up over Brad's broad shoulders. While gazing into Brad's eyes, she cocked her head slightly, leaned in, and kiss her son delicately on the lips. Just like a normal teenager in love, Brad's large hands found themselves all over Karen's hips, butt, and lower back. Karen's tongue wrestled with Brad's as they fell into a doughy ball of love in each other's arms.

Karen abruptly spun around and grounded her ass into her son's crotch. The height difference between the two allowed for her to twerk her sweet apple bottom butt against his hard cock.

"So, hurry down the chimney tonight." Karen sang softly with the track.

Next to the scotch tape on the living room ottoman was a pair of scissors. Karen reached for the scissors and slowly cut a small hole between the massive swells on her chest.

Karen locked eyes with her horned-up son. She threw down the scissors, put her small delicate fingers in the new hole, and aggressively ripped her expensive sweater open. This caused Karen's natural creamy tits to spill out.

In seconds, Karen and Brad were upstairs in the middle of the king size bed fucking like animals.

*Creek *Creek *Creek *Creek

After Karen's body came down from another hard orgasm, she released her snake grip on her gorgeous hunk of a son.

Brad was still hard as a rock and lounged deep in his mother's vagina. Karen breathed deep a few times to regain her composure. Suddenly, Brad roughly worked his steel rod into Karen once and stopped. This got Karen's attention that Brad was not done using her tight pussy.

Brad slammed into her body one more time while looking down at his mother with lust filled eyes.

"Pound it." Karen said delicately to her baby boy.

Brad brought his hips so far back that his cock slid out of the wet warm slot. Hovering inches from the opening of his mother's pussy, Brad thrusted and slide back in. Once again, reaching all the way to the root.

"Pound it" Karen told Brad once again as he hit bottom.

Again, Brad slid his cock out to a point where it almost came out. Then, with more authority, slammed forcefully inside Karen. The headboard punched the wall.

"Pound!" Karen said a bit louder.

For some reason, his mother's instructions to pound away were driving him crazy.

The violet thrusts caused Karen's perfect natural tits to bounce and ripple. Brad dove in and began sucking away at her left tit as it rolled up and down. Brad did everything possible from release a sack full of warm cum into his mother's warm body.

Brad couldn't hold on any longer as his ass become a blur from overly aggressively fast fucking.

Karen wrapped her strong arms around Brad's neck and forcefully rolled him over onto his back. Once again, Brad was taken back by his mother's strength, especially when she was horny. Karen sat up on Brad's lap with his cock still lodged deep inside of her.

"Scoot your butt back honey. Sit up against the back board." Karen instructed while her perfect mommy cunt continued to water.

Brad did as he was told and felt his pending orgasm begin to subside. His long strong wet cock bobbed as he shifted himself to lean back against the headboard of the large memory foam mattress. After placing some pillows behind him, Brad was in position. Karen quickly sat back down on his lap and guided Brad's big dick back into Karen's matronly pussy. Her enormous big round breasts were directly in his beat red face.

"Brad, just relax and let your mom fuck the gooey ball juice out of your big bloated nuts" Karen said as she settled into a comfortable riding position. She leaned in and gave her son a quick motherly peck on the top of his forehead.

Brad instantly began grabbing and feeling his mother heavy tits. Karen looked his cute face as he looked like a kid in a candy store. He palmed the sides of her breast and gently pushed the round, curvy tits together. He let them go and watched them bounce slightly back into her natural position. Then he slipped his hand underneath them to feel the full weight.

"Slap them." Karen said sternly to her son.

"Be as rough as you want with mommy!" She continued.

Karen shifted her hips slightly, so she could feel his cock head bumping against the opening of her cervix. She lifted her arms to the back of her head, pulled her hair back, and slipped a hair pin to keep her gorgeous locks from getting in her face. Karen could feel his racing heart beat causing his engorged member to twitch and pulsating inside of her tight humid cunt. Her heavy tits shock and wobbled as she finished pinning back her hair.

"Brad. Do you think your mommy's a slut?" Karen asked while Brad leaned in and started sucking her wide pink nipples. He didn't answer as he continued licking and sucking away at Karen's right tit that hung down in front of him.

Karen's motherly instinct kicked in as she placed her right hand behind Brad's head. She gently pushed the back of his head into her tit

"A FUCK DOLL" Brad said as he smothered his face in his mother's hefty tit.

"A blow-up fuck doll?" Karen said while focusing on grinding her hips a bit harder. Brad's extremely stiff penis twitched along with his rapid heartbeat.

"My mommy whore." Brad whispered while popping Karen's nipple out of his mouth and giving her right tit a hard slap. He smeared his face around which made his face and her chest wet with his own spit.

Karen jerked her hips forward hard and glided her hips back faster. She repeated this fuck motion for a while.

"GOD MOM! Your pussy is so wet. I can't get enough of you." Brad was having an out of body experience with his mother large breasts. He didn't know up from down or right from wrong. All he knew was that he needed to suck and maul his mother's breasts and cum. Karen's hips grinded on as the heat between the two began to grow.

"Did I get you all hot and bothered in the living room earlier?" Karen whispered while she began to bounce hard on her son's lap.

"You like mommy jacking your cock off with her warm...wet...CUNT"

Brad grunted loudly and grabbed a hand full of his mother's ass as it bounced hard. Brad tried to talk, but was not able to form any words. Karen's bouncing heavy tits tossed Brad's focus into a trace.

"My walking hard on of a son. What am I going to do with you? I should just walk around with short skirts to give you easy access from now on. UGH. Would you like having easy anytime access to mommy?

Brad was on the verge of passing out from the dirty talk and hard pounded his mother was giving him.

"FUCK! Suck my tits son!"

Karen's eyes began to tear up from the overwhelming lust she was feeling. She placed her hands on either side of her massive spit-soaked tits and pressed them together. This caused her meaty breasts and bright wet nipples to puff out in front of Brad's face.

*SLAM

*SLAM

Karen dropped her large fit mommy butt down on Brad's lap. The bed springs and box frame whined as Brad put his palms on his mother's hips to help her keep her balance while bouncing hard and quick.

*SLAM

*SLAM

"Fuck mom" Brad gasped as Karen's butt slammed into his lap repeatedly.

With all the guys Karen has been with sexually, she never had an urge to fuck with such passion and charge. After several months of this dirty incestuous relationship with her son, she felt even more committed to his love and pleasure.

"I love you Mom." Brad said, letting his mother control the situation.

"I love you to Brad. UGH. I love you so much." Karen's voice cracked as a bit more tears quickly filled her eyes.

"AHH. MOM. I AM GONNA CUM HARD. FUCK. SLAM YOUR SEXY ASS."

"That's right baby. Cum in your bad mommy. I need your thick creamy load NOW." Karen whispered softly as she looked up to the ceiling.

"CUM! NOW! FUCK!" Karen pleaded as she whipped her body all around.

Brad grabbed his mother's fleshy butt cheek with his left hand. With his right hand, he reached up to grab the back of the Karen's head and pulled her hair back.

Karen's wide motherly hips went into overdrive and thrashed fiercely back and forth. The back of the headboard shook against the wall as Brad hung on for dear life.

"OH GOD I CAN FEEL IT! UGHHHHH!!! MOOMMMMYYYY IIISSSS CUMMMMINNNNGGG WWIIITTHHHH YOOOUUUUUU!!!!!!" Karen yelled at the top of her lungs.

Instinctively, she began sobbing and gripped her son in her arms with all her might. She continued to violently jerk her lower body to milk out of every ounce of cum out of Brad's balls.

The king size bed convulse with the power of Karen's expert fucking. Karen lovingly placed her cheek on top of Brad's head and continued to bear hug her son. Brad's cock spit repeatedly and Karen felt every warm gooey shot.

"fuuucckkkk. Fill me up. I feel your sperm honey. OH GOD!" Karen exhaled as her body twitched beyond control.

Brad shut his eyes tightly as load after load fired hard from his big dick. He grunted with every shot that spewed out and couldn't help but drool into his mother's milky tit flesh. Karen's body shivered as if she was going through hypothermia.

The mother and son stayed like that for several minutes. It took some time for them to regain composure and their breath.

Whatever thick semen didn't cling to Karen's vaginal walls, seeped out and ran down over Brad's twitching balls as she sat on her son's heated lap.

Karen grabbed the side of Brad's head and began to pull him away from her heaving chest. She looked down and there were thick water strings of spit that was connecting between Brad's face and Karen's heavy chest. This caused them both to giggle and laugh. Karen kissed her son passionately on the lips and peeled herself off of him. She rolled on to her stomach and reached for her phone that was on the night stand. Brad slowly moved over toward his mother and laid his head on her plump butt cheek as if it were a pillow. Alice's text message was displayed bright on the lock screen of her iPhone.

"Should be there in a few minutes. I'm starving." Karen read the message to herself and noticed that it was received 15 minutes ago.

"GUYS! Where is everyone?!!" Alice yelled as she put down her briefcase on the dining room table. Alice noticed the Christmas bulbs on scattered on the floor and the garland all over the living room.

In the destroyed king size bed, Karen and Brad looked at each other in horror. Karen ran into the master bathroom and Brad jolted to his room around the corner.

***

The wild incestuous relationship between Brad and Karen had rekindled to new heights since the fall semester was now over. Karen carefully handled their aggressive relationship during the school year over the last few months. She couldn't risk relying on Brad to be smart enough to cleverly hide their secret from his aunt.Still being a mature and responsible parent, Karen made sure to keep Brad focused on his first semester at Dartmouth. The loving mother came up with an incentive plan to motive him into having a successful start to his college experience. Such motivations included extremely wet handjobs, blowjobs, oily titjobs, and assjobs, depending on the grades he brought home throughout the semester.

The only thing that was off limits was having actual intercourse with her pussy and ass.

It was her only rule. No sex until he came home with his final grades for the semester. Naturally Brad protested but understood. The deal was just as hard for Karen was she was just as sexually energized as he was. However, as long he kept his grades up and put 110% focus on projects and the upcoming baseball season in the spring, she would make sure he was sorted out properly.

Karen would decide and initiate most of the nasty acts they would engage in throughout the school year.

The day before Thanksgiving break, Brad happily came home with his cultural geography test results. It was his only night class of the week and he got home late in the evening. Alice had poker night with his buddies on the other side of town.

Karen dressed in a cozy cotton pajama set and was paying some bills online at the dining room table. The PJ combo were light loose fitting pants and a long sleeve button down. She had her hair pinned up and eye glasses on while she typed away on laptop. She had her cut size 5 feet propped up on the seat next to her and her legs crossed at the ankles.

Brad placed the Geography exam on the laptop keyboard in front of Karen.

"Baby. That's incredible. A 96!!" Karen jumped up and hugged her son for doing such a great job.

"Go grab a shower and we'll watch a movie tonight. Cause for celebration." Karen sat back down and casually resumed working on her laptop.

"Oh yeah? What could there be anything else involved with celebrating." Brad asked, hoping for a naughty answer that would no mother would dare say to their son.

"Well, how about I make a carrot cake with vanilla frosting. Your favorite. How does that sound?" Karen answered back.

"Cake? That's it?" Brad asked slightly annoyed.

"What do you mean cake that's it?! You could have nothing, and I can say that we demand you to get good grades. In life, you're not going to get a cake every time you do something good." Karen lectured her son.

"No no. The cake is great. Trust me. I will eat the shit out of that cake. But..."

"You watch your mouth young man." Karen sternly cut him off.

"...I was hoping you would...you know?" Brad walked around and behind his mother's sexy body. Brad started massaging Karen's shoulders and neck with his big strong hands.

"You were hoping I would what?" Karen said bluntly pushing her son's hands away.

"Where's aunty?" Brad asked as he kicked off his Nike sneakers.

"Who?" Karen asked as a smirk formed on her face.

Brad sat down in the chair where Karen had her feet up on. He grabbed both of her feet and put them on his lap. In an effort to make his mother relax more, he started rubbing her right foot. He pressed two of his strong thumbs in her sexy arches.

"Are you feeling frustrated?" Karen ask while writing a few numbers down.

"Uh huh." Brad said while he continued to rub his mother's feet.

"Stressed with your college classes?" She continued while not paying much attention to him.

"Yes mom."

"And mommy isn't giving her boy enough attention lately?" Karen followed but still focused more on the bills.

Brad was getting hard rubbing her feet. He raised one of her legs up and began grabbing at her sexy strong calves. He lowered his face to her propped-up leg and began kissing her foot. This caused Karen to moan slightly. She was extremely turned on by the foot rub, but also loved playing coy with her son.

"That's enough young man. Go get showered hon. Hurry up."

While in the shower, Brad decided to trim his pubic hair around his cock and balls just as his mother preferred him to do. Even though his mother was giving him mixed signals, he was old enough now to know to always be prepared.

Once Brad finished showering, he walked into the living and plopped onto the couch. He had on a tight white Ralph Lauren undershirt and a pair of loose fitting knit boxers. His legs were so muscular, the hem of the boxers rode high on his thigh. This was normal attire for Brad to wear around the house, and Karen loved it.

Brad noticed his mother was no longer sitting at the dining room table. Suddenly, he smelled the delicious aroma of baked goods being prepared in the kitchen.

Karen walked in from the kitchen and Brad was taken back by what she was wearing. She had on an apron that had "Number 1 Mommy" printed on the front and a pair of black transparent pantyhose that came up to her mouthwatering mid-section. The sheer stockings accented her matronly wide hips as she walked over slowly towards her son. She did not have a formal top except for the apron. Her large mommy tits sway freely while displaying massive amounts of side boob and cleavage. As she swayed her hips left and right while walking, her big soft breasts wobbled and jiggled under the apron.

Brad stared at her in disbelief. She decided to untie the apron and let it fall to the floor. Her entire chest was fully exposed, and her erect suck-able nipples stared Brad right in his face.

Karen turned around slowly to reveal that the seductive sheer pantyhose was open in the back. Both of her bubbly ass cheeks protruded out the cut outs. The sexy under garment had a thong sewn in, so the thin material ran up her butt crack. She put her hands on her hips and presented her obscenely looking backside to her baby boy. The pantyhose was designed to be a butt lifter for any women who needs help in that department. Fortunately, this just made Karen's already well-endowed back side look inflated.

"Spank me."

Brad did not hesitate and began spanking his mother's exposed ass cheeks. He followed by grabbing handfuls of mature flesh. Karen let him manhandle her thick globes while keeping her hands high up on her wide hips. She stood tall with her legs, feet, and thighs pressed together.

"Spank me!" Karen yelled.

Brad spanked each curvy milky sphere hard.

Over the next 60 seconds, Brad spanked his perfect mother's ass through her pantyhose. Each time he connected with his large hands, he followed up with a strong kiss over each bubbly butt cheek.

"Now kiss and lick your mother's ass cheeks." Karen instructed.

Her son was in an ass-filled hypnotic trance. The kinky mom could have likely told her son to kill his aunt when he got home with a shotgun, and Brad would have agreed just out of pure lust.

For the next 5 minutes, Brad ran his tongue and lips all over his mother's heavenly butt. He grabbed the sides of fatty glutes and pressed them together. This caused her butt cheeks to swell larger and made her butt crack even deeper.

Not saying a word, Karen turn around to face her horny son and got down on her knees. She reached for the hems of Brad's boxer shorts and pulled them off roughly.

"See what happens when you put your all into school and work. You see results." Karen said as she cupped her son's heavy scrotum with her soft tender right hand. She placed a small blanket at the foot of the couch to catch any bodily fluid that may get away from her.

Brad's cock slowly hardened into a steel pipe as Karen rubbed and fondled the large nut sack.

Karen aggressively pinned Brad's rigid member to his stomach. This allowed an unobstructed access to his heavy sperm filled bag.

The mother spent the next 10 minutes giving Brad's large oversized nut sack a good tongue bath. Up, down, and side to side, Karen rubbed her warm slick tongue all over the place. She focused solely on his oversized balls, upper thighs, and around the base of the penis.

She often stuck out her tongue and simply ran it over ball bag. Clearly, Karen was enjoying being dirty and messy. She drooled some extra saliva onto his manly nuts and then gently began rubbing the right side of her face gently against his scrotum like a cat in heat.

"It feels like you have an ocean of milk in these plump balls." Karen said seductively, now rubbing her left cheek softly against his nuts.

Karen rubbed her entire face up and down Brad's scrotum. He never felt anything like it. It was as if she was worshipping everything between his legs.

"You are so sexy. Keep doing that mom." Brad whispered as he looked down in awe of his sexy mother shoving her face all around his low hanging sack.

Karen sucked both egg shaped balls into her big mouth and pulled her head back. She didn't let go so the skin of Brad's scrotum stretched obscenely. She locked eyes with her son and lightly jerked her head left and right.

"You suck my balls so good." Brad said in between deep inhales and exhales.

"Baby, do me a favor? Sit on the couch and hold the legs back." Karen said in between ball sucks.

"What?" Brad asked confusingly. He thought for a moment that she was done.

"Do what your mother tells you pookie. I can stop right now if that's what you want." Karen said rather sternly.

Brad slouched back on the couch, hoisted his leg into the air, and grabbed the back of his knees. Karen placed her soft hands on Brad rock hard hamstrings and helped press his legs back. It was then Brad realized what his mother had planned.

"Are you ready?" Karen asked, but did not wait for an answer.

Brad thought his heart was going to pound through his chest. Karen dove face first into Brad's ass and taint area. Some of the spit that soaked Brad's balls ran down and slowly hit Karen's perfectly messy face as she tongue-fucked her son's ass.

For a few months now, Karen had shown Brad how to properly "man-groom" himself to her liking; something Alice adamantly refused to do.

"Fuck. The cake. Let me go check on it. Don't you dare move." Karen jumped to her feet and shuffled back towards the kitchen. Her fatty ass swells, still streaked with drying saliva, jumped and jiggled as she ran into the kitchen.

Brad did his best to not move as Karen raced back into the room after checking on the carrot cake.

For another ten minutes, Brad had his legs in the air while he slowly jerked his steel meaty cock. Karen ran her tongue from her son's asshole to his balls and then spit wads of saliva on Brad's purple headed cock. Then the overly-affectionate mother popped Brad's cum-filled nuts back into her mouth and sucked. She latched onto one individual portly testicle at a time and made sweet passionate love to it with her warm wet mouth. She made a loud audible pop as she pulled off the one egg before switching to the next.

Not wanting to completely ignore his aching cock, Karen gave it a few tugs as she continued the assault on his ass. Karen had to use her left hand to cup and hoist his heavy scrotum so that she can full service his taint area.

She dove back down and engulfed his ballooning balls in her warm mouth again. Her head bobbed fast and hard with the same vigor as if she was sucking a cock.

"MOM! God damn. You're killing me. That feels amazing!" Brad said on the verge of passing out from his mother's oral attack.

Brad couldn't hold on for another second as he couldn't get passed the fact that his beautifully raunchy mother was practically making love to his balls, taint, and asshole. A few hard sucks made his balls stretch so much that it looked like she was going to tear the sack right from his body. Karen felt her baby boy's testicles tighten in her hot sucking mouth but kept on at it.

The horny son scooted toward the edge of the couch and planted his feet on either side of his overly affectionate mother.

"Mom. SHIITT. I am going to explode soon. I have to cum. I can't take anymore." Brad warned as he felt his cock balloon.

"USE MY WHORE MOUTH LIKE A JERK OFF SOCK!" Karen said as she popped his balls out of her mouth one last time and sat back on her heels.

Karen stretched her mouth open extremely wide. A river of saliva ran down Karen's chin and onto the blanket on the floor. Brad's rock-hard penis pointed straight up and he sat on the edge of the couch.

Brad forcefully grabbed handfuls of his mother's hair. Karen knew what her son needed to do and braced herself. She loved getting manhandled by her strong young man.

With his left hand buried and gripping Karen's beautiful chestnut hair, he reached with his right hand and cupped her chin. With that grip, he was able to better leverage her head on his cock. Clearly worked up, Brad showed no mercy and Karen didn't want him to.

Brad pulled his mother's head down and placed his steel rod deep into her mouth. Karen extended her hands down on the blanket, so she was comfortable on her hands and knees.

"ohh mmmooommm." Brad moaned loudly he felt his cock head tongue the back of Karen's soft throat.

Wet slaps and gargles screamed loud from Karen's open mouth as Brad started violently jerking his cock off with her throat. Her hair flew all around as her head was being whipped up and down his cock. The blanket at the foot of the couch was getting completely soaked from the amount of salvia that was being spilled from Karen's wet mouth.

"UGH! I love fucking your face mom. That dirty whore mouth is going to make my balls pop." Brad demanded. Karen was proud of her son that he was finally getting into raunchy dirty talk.

He grunted like a wild bear running at top speed as his cock smacked against the back of Karen's throat. Karen had gone limp to allow her head to serve as a jack off toy.

Brad body tightened as he continued to whip her head up and down like a madman as he came hard. The crown of his dick head was hitting tight areas of his moms throat. The angle it tough for Karen to swallow her son's cum. Cum and drool ran down Brad's shaft onto his neatly shaved pubic hair and balls.

Karen coughed as she came up for air. Jizz and saliva spilled down her chin as she gasped for air.

"Did my baby boy like his reward?" Karen struggled to say as she smiled glowingly through the saliva and semen. She leaned forward and delicately gave Brad's groin area little peeks and kisses.

"I better go check on your cake." Karen picked up the towel and wiped her chin and top of her chest. She stood up in her high heels and kissed her son on the forehead.

"Clean up this mess before your aunt gets home." Karen said in her best motherly demanding voice.

"And I want you to finish that foot rub later on during the movie"

Brad watched his slutty mother walk away.

***

Alice, Karen, and Brad decided to go the gelato place in town after Wednesday night dinner. Alice got up to use the bathroom, leaving Karen and Brad alone at the small table.

"Hey mom. Do we have any big plans for Christmas Day?" Brad asked sipping at his chocolate malt.

"Uncle Donny is coming over with your cousin Joey for Dinner. Who by the way turns 18 on Friday." Karen said while enjoying her mango gelato.

"Oh ok. I forgot" Brad sipping at his malt drink.

Donny and Brad grew up very close being similar in age.

"Your aunty also wants all of us to go to church for Christmas. She said she wants to start going again as a family."

"Yikes!" Brad winked at his mother.

"Shut it." Karen said with a smirk on her face knowing it would be hard for them to confess some of the dirty sins her and Brad have been committing lately.

"Could you imagine Father Johnson's face if I said I was committing incest with my son? I can tell him about the time you dressed me up like Jessica Rabbit and fucked me up the ass while in that tight red dress." Karen looked up and put the spoonful of gelato in her mouth. She winked back at Brad and sucked hard the end of plastic spoon.

"Either he would die of a heart attack in the confessional or pop a hard one." Brad said as his cock twitched in response to Karen's confession.

"HA. I doubt the latter. But wouldn't it be hot if he couldn't help but touch himself as I described you hammering your delicious meat up my fertile womb." Karen smiled and gave a wicked sinister smile.

"I have an idea. What is the record of the amount of times you have ejaculated in one day? Either with me or by yourself." Karen inquired.

"ummmm. I don't know. I don't think I've ever counted." Brad thought but couldn't recall.

"If your record is with another girl, I am going to stab your face with this spoon and you're walking home while you bleed." Karen said while pointing the white plastic spoon at him.

"HA! No. I think it's 4. I think it was that day over the summer when we had watched dirty pornos together." Brad said confidently.

"Oh yeah. That was hot. I was soar for a few days but it was worth it. There is a lot of new freaky smut out there nowadays. I was surprised to see how many incest sites, roleplay models, and erotic fiction there was." Karen lowered her voice as she mentioned the taboo websites they visited. They browsed some different fetish sites and got some kinky ideas to express their lust.

"Yeah a lot of perverts roaming around like us. Imagine how much money they make? Imagine how much money WE would make." Brad said half-jokingly.

"Yeah right. Never mind that. Well let's say we try and break your record this Sunday. We still owe you big for bringing home all A's in your first semester. I can't think of anything better to give my young man for doing so great in school."

"SUNDAY! That's like 4 days away Mom." Brad nearly dropped his malt milkshake.

Karen saw Alice coming back from the bathroom.

"Quiet you. It will be worth it, trust me. Let's try to go for 5 on Sunday." Karen said and stared at her son affectionately. Brad looked over at his aunt walking towards them.

"5 times mom? Sounds like a challenge. Are you sure you're not going to get tired on me?"

"You know how competive I can get son."

"Oh I know. Are you going to let me finish where ever I want?" Brad asked

"You're a pervert, you know that." Karen smiled.

"Learned it form the best." Brad quickly answered back.

"But you have to promise me that you'll wait to cum. No beating that large slab of meat yourself, do you understand?" Karen said as she scooped a bit of her gelato and flung it at Brad's face.

"HEYYY" Brad said trying to dodge the incoming glob of gelato.

"What did I miss?" Alice happily asked as she picked up her melting plain vanilla ice cream.

"Oh nothing. Just planning how I am going to drain my son's nuts dry this Christmas Sunday." Karen thought to herself.

***

*Cum #1 -- 7:00am -- Before Aunt wakes up

Christmas eve morning came quicker than expected. Brad felt the same rush he did when he was a kid growing up. He remembered Christmas mornings tearing through presents, playing football in the snow, and most importantly, having warm memories of his caring mother showering him with love.

Karen woke up early, got out of bed, and turned off her alarm. She knew that Alice wouldn't be up for another hour or so and decided to get a head start on the day. Karen brushed her teeth and made her veggie protein shake. She passed the glorious Christmas tree that was in the living room and stopped to take in its beauty. She began to tear a bit figuring that there wouldn't be that many more family Christmas's now that Brad was officially in College. The empty nest syndrome it not easy to overcome.

Karen looked down at the presents under the tree and came up with an idea.

In the basement, Karen kept a large box tucked away marked "taxes 2015" underneath the stairs. She figured it was safe because she handled all aspects of the family finances.

The large cardboard box held all her naughty outfits and toys that she bought specifically for her new sexual resurgence. All the little stringy thongs, see-thru nighties, corsets, garters, stockings, and slutty hooker dresses. Karen often looked online for new exciting bathing suits and lingerie that would entice her baby boy. She pulled out a pair of leather thigh boots that had large dried up streak of cum on them."Shit. I have to clean these" She said as she held them up.

Karen reached deeper into the box and pulled out a few unopened items that she thought might be perfect to get the day started. Closing up the box, Karen ran upstairs to grab a quick shower.

About 20 minutes later, Brad slowly woke up to Karen kissing him on his collar bone, neck, cheeks, and forehead.

"Brrrraaaaddddd" Karen whispered in between sensual kisses on his forehead.

"Wake up my sexy little man. Merry Christmassss." She said while giving him a very unmotherly like kiss on his lips.

Brad wiped his eyes and focused on the matronly beauty sitting next to him on his bed. Karen had on a white satin robe and her hair was simply tied back in a medium high pony tail. She didn't have time to put on any make up. Even without make up, her face glowed in the morning light that was shining through the bedroom window. Her naturally beautiful complexation was as much of a turn on to Brad as were her motherly soft curves.

Slowly, she got on her knees alongside her son's body and started to untie the sash. She let robe part down the middle to give her son a glimpse of what she was wearing underneath. Her familiar perfume quickly filled the area around the bed and gave Brad an overwhelming euphoric feeling.

Karen wore a pair of red crotchless thong panties and a green strapless seamless cotton bandeau top. The tight top was two sizes too small for her busty chest and caused her milky cleavage to form a deep canyon of flesh. There was so much skin that was exposed that she felt practically naked. The material just covered the lower third of her chest and her soft tits bulged out obscenely. The top of her bright pink areolas peeked out slightly and her entire chest looked like they could completely pop out at any movement.

She let her soft robe fall to the floor as she slowly walked over to the bedroom door to make sure it was locked. Brad's morning hard on became uncomfortably stiff and strand against the material of his tight boxer briefs.

Karen's ass in the red g-string panties looked amazing. With each step she took toward the door, each bubbly ass cheek lifted and dropped. Brad fished out his swollen cock from his underwear while never taking his eyes off his mother's deep ass crack swallowing up the tiniest thong material.

Alice groaned and stretched as she started to wake up. Turning back to her side, she saw that her alarm clock read 6:50 AM.

"A few more minutes. Just a few more minutes." Alice said to himself. As she shut her eyes to go back to sleep, she heard a faint but consistent knocking coming from somewhere in the house. He opened eyes slightly and stared at the ceiling.

With his boxer briefs pulled across his athletic thighs, Brad looked down at his enormous morning boner getting man handled by his perfect mother.

Brad had his legs slightly spread so Karen could sit on her knees between them and work her magic. His legs draped over her knees as Karen hovered over his crotch.

Karen left hand massaged and pulled at her son's full balls while her right hand roughly jerked the shaft. Her strong hand was an oily blur. She stopped to apply more lube. Karen drizzled a few healthy drops top on the piss slit and let the watery substance trickle down the crown and onto Brad's long thick shaft. She inched a bit closer and resumed jacking his cock off. Wet squishy sounds filled the room.

Karen stood tall on her knees and focused all her attention to beating her son's cock and balls. Brad breathed heavily and stared at his practically naked mother jerking his dick. Her extremely small green bandeau top was disappearing in her fleshy cleavage as she arched over her son's body.

The swells of Brad's mother's fat E tits were rippling as her arm whipped up and down his cock. Brad looked at his mom's ballooning breasts hoping to not miss them pop up out of her ridiculous top.

"What is that noise?" Alice thought to himself. Still half groggy and sleepy, Alice heard a faint constant knocking. He tried to think of what could be making that banging. However, he quickly fell back to sleep.

"UGH! And you didn't masturbate, right?" Karen asked Brad as she rode him roughly. The headboard of Brad's bed was slightly banging against the wall.

"No mom. UGH! but It was really tough the past couple of days." Brad confessed feeling the weight of his mother's lower body pound onto his now solid rod.

"I know baby. But you'll see that it will be all worth it. FUCK!" Karen cursed and shuttered a bit as Brad meaty dick hit a sensitive of her clit unexpectedly.

Feeling confident, Brad grabbed his mother's wide powerful hips and gripped them hard. He controlled the pace and bounce his mother up and down with vigor. Karen kept on her seductive thong and tight top. Brad's cock was penetrating her in between the small slit opening of the naughty garment.

"We have to hurry baby. Your aunt will be up soon." Karen said as she leaned close to her son's face.

"Who?" Brad asked facetiously and smiled.

"Funny mister. Are you saying you want your aunt to walk in seeing her sister and nephe2 fucking? Would you want her to watch while we engaged in the raunchiest incest imaginable? I can tell her my son's cock hit depth that no man has ever hit before." Karen said as a mini orgasm hit the back of her brain and shocked her entire body.

Karen felt Brad's steel cock felt and twitch while she whispered her dirty thoughts to him. Especially when she said the word "incest".

Brad listened to his mom while she dirty talked. He moved his hands all around Karen's ass, hips, lower back, and tits through the green top. He squeezed and probed every fleshy part he can get his hands on. She placed both hands on Brad's chiseled chest and pressed her arms together to bulge her creamy boobs out even more under the strapless top. This caused her deep yummy cleavage to bulge out even more.

"I should tell your aunt that I'm only giving you a Christmas card this year. I would hand her the card before giving it you. I'd force her to make him read out loud what I wrote."

"What would it say mom?" Brad said while getting visibly worked up.

"GOD I am so fucking perverted. I would write things no mother should write. Or maybe some do and don't have the guts to write."

"What mom? Please tell me" Brad said while staring up at his beautiful mother.

She leaned in close to Brad face and began breathing heavier.

"It'll say. Dear Brad, Mommy will be your wife for the holidays. My body, heart, and soul belong to you." Karen whined loudly and then smashed her lips forceful against Brads. Her body stiffened and shook as her own words and thoughts made her cum.

Alice opened his eyes again and looked over and it was now 7am. She realized she should get up and start getting for 9am mass. Suddenly the knocking Alice heard earlier became a little louder and more prominent.

"Is that the washer or dryer?" Alice said under her breath.

Karen and Brad looked deep in each other's eyes and once again, fell into a loving haze where nothing in the world mattered but the two of them together. Every few seconds, Karen would lean down give her son a wet steamy French kiss. She rolled her hips back and forth hard as their tongue wrestled with each other. Karen's pussy juices provided the perfect lube to allow her to glide hard with ease.

"The treadmill. Karen must be on the treadmill again. I have to fix that that thing" Alice convincingly thought to himself. Picking up his iPhone off the night stand, he turned off his alarm that was set to go off at 7:15am. Alice suddenly felt his stomach turn and he realized that it was that time for his daily morning bowel movement.

Luckily for Brad and Karen, Alice went into the bathroom that was an extension from the master bedroom. In the master bathroom, the thrashing and banging that they were causing was virtually unnoticeable.

Shaking the butterflies from her love drunk head, Karen looked up at the headboard and quickly got annoyed.

"We have to get you another bed." She said matter-of-factly as her wet pussy never let up its assault. Karen's hot cunt juice dripped down and soaked Brad's extremely hard cock and bloated balls.

Brad looked down at Karen's tight-fitting bandeau top. The bottom lining was being tucked just under her large bulging breast. The top lining hung on for dear life as Karen's massive tits bounced and shook in the tight confines. He looked down at his cock ramming between the small slit in the lacy panties. Karen sweet smelling hair hung down around his head as she fucked her boy hard. Brad put his hands on his mother's sexy slim waist.

"I think we need to go to IKEA and see if they have a nice bed frame. Something that doesn't creak. Like one of those modern style ones." Karen said as if she were thinking out loud. All the while fucking and smothering her son's face with her heaving cotton covered chest.

Brad needed to cum and he needed to cum badly. All this visual and verbal stimulation was too much for him to take. Especially since he had not cum in a few days. He decided to get up and move this fuck session to the floor.

"Maybe we can pick up some...whoa!" Karen said as Brad pushed his mother's sweaty body off him and got off his bed. He quickly grabbed and laid his down comforter on the bedroom floor. His dripping long thick cock bobbed around as grabbed his mother by the hand and guided her to lay on her back.

Brad pushed his mother's tan gorgeous legs together, and off to the left side of her body. She shifted her body quickly onto her side and angled her fleshy right hip, thigh, and hamstring at her son. Brad grabbed his pulsating rod and lined himself up to get back into his mother hot hole. He dove between the crotch of her panties and sunk deep her steamy hole with one swift motion. Karen's eyes fluttered as she put her hand over her mouth. Brad hunched over the side of body and started humping a mile a minute. He hooked his strong arms around Karen's shoulder for leverage and really beat away her smoldering cunt.

Alice sat on the toilet and began texting his sister Trish. It's going to be great to get the family back together for church.

"Meet you guys at the St. Vincent's at 8:45. We all can go grab a bite afterwards if you want." Alice sent a few more texts to the rest the family and decided to hop into the shower.

"Spurt your creamy yummy semen. Use my pussy to cum honey." Karen said as she held her succulent legs out wide in a perfect split.

"UGH! I am going to cum mom. I can't hold it." Brad said in between grunts.

"Fuck me hard sweetie. HARDER. Doesn't mommy's pussy make you want to blow buckets of your gunky semen."

"Are you sure mom. It's going to be a lot." Brad babbled into his mother right shoulder.

"It better be. Convince me that I am nothing more than a filthy incest cum dumpster."

Karen felt her son's cock start to balloon. Brad groaned deeply and savagely fucked his mother hard as if he was trying to fuck her through the floor boards. He had his face buried in her sweaty neck and grunted like a bull. He looked down as Karen's bandeau top as it rolled up and down with her tits. His large full nut sack repeated slapped hard against Karen's thong covered ass.

Brad abruptly yelled directly into Karen's neck and slammed his cock as deep as he could go. Karen's 18-year-old son shot off an ocean of salty thick jizz deep her moist vagina. He arched his strong back and thrusted forward roughly. He touched bottom and grinded. Digging his cock into his mother's twat in between the crotchless fabric. Desperately trying to dump 4 days' worth of white cum as deep as humanly possible.

Karen's beautiful eyes and mouth shot wide open. She did her best to not scream at the top of her lungs. It has been a really long time since she felt such a big dick cum that much and that deep. Brad nested his face and mouth against his mothers' neck. His deep breathing, groans, and grunts were sending chills from her neck down to her feet.

"That's it." Karen encouraged her son as she felt each strong stream shoot out and bathe her cervix.

"That's it." She repeated as they began a light rocking motion during Brad's strong orgasm.

"Give mommy that allll your pent-up sperm." Karen said while pulling her legs back and higher.

He slowly collapsed and put all his weight down on his mother's perfect body. He continued to pump and rock spilling whatever thick contents remained.

Even as Brad laid motionless on his mother's body, she felt his penis buck and harden repeatedly.

"There you go my baby boy. Let it all out my love. Deep as you can." Karen said as she ran her fingers in Brad's soft hair.

***

*Cum #2 - Church

"Do we need to fix the treadmill?" Alice asked her sister as they sat in the large wooden pew. Alice held a bible in one hand while putting her phone on silent with the other.

"Sounded kind of loud this morning. You must have really been hitting it hard." Alice finished.

"Yeah, I was hitting it as hard as I could this morning. I really got a great workout in." Karen said crossing her legs in the wooden pew.

"I woke up to it. I'll look at it when I get home."

Karen felt her heart sink a bit while realizing that the sounds that Alice was hearing was her and Brad engaging in some raunchy incestuous fucking. She felt a sudden dampness begin to form in her panties.

"I can't get over how tall you've gotten." , Trish said to Brad as they stood outside the church.

Once inside, Brad sat down next to his mother and aunt just as everyone else was settling in.

"Why are we here?" Brad said out loud.

"Shhh. That's enough. We are going to do this as a family. No if, ands, or buts mister." Alice quickly replied.

Thirty minutes went by and it was time to line up for the white wafer. A Christmas tradition.

Karen and her son were last in line as one by one, each church goer ate the wafer.

"Put the phone away." Karen said sternly.

Brad annoyingly exhaled as he put his phone back in this pocket. He looked forward and focused his attention on Karen's backside.

"Well I definitely have other things that I can concentrate on" Brad said jokingly.

"Enough." Karen acting like a typical annoyed mother who can't keep control her of kid.

Karen looked forward for a few minutes as the line got closer to the priest. To Brad it seemed as if she was ignoring him. With one person in line left in front of Karen, she turned around and whispered back at Brad.

"Ok. When we get to the seat, I am going to say you are sick. Just follow my lead."

"Karen. My blessed child Karen. How are you and the family?" The older priest asked gleefully.

"We are great. You remember my son Brad." Karen asked as she turn and hooked her arm with Brad's

"Well of course. Look at you. You've grown into a fine young man from what I hear. I remember when you were 3 or 4 creating havoc during Sunday school. It is so great to see you both again."

The priest smiled handed the ceremonial toast to both Karen and Brad.

Karen felt a huge rush of lust overwhelm her while she stood in front of the priest with her tall and handsome new man. She felt slightly lightheaded from the sudden onset of love. With a gazed look on her face, she felt as if the devil jumped into her body. Standing in front of a man of God, her husband hearing her fuck her son this morning, and the rush of Brad standing next to her at the alter was way too much for her.

"Karen? You ok? You seem a bit faint."

"Yeah. I think I just need to go sit down."

Brad and Karen walked back to where the rest of the family sat.

"Brad still isn't feeling so well, we are going to run around the corner and get him some pepsid or something." Karen

"Here I'll give you him cash and he can go get it."

"No! I mean. No, I'll go with him to make sure he picks up the right stuff."

"Karen. Don't you think you're babying him just a bit?" Alice asked while sitting with Trish.

The loving mother ignored her husband and walked out of the church with Brad by her side.

A 60-year-old Walgreens employee walked out of the back door of the convenience store. In her hand was a large trash bag. She walked up the hidden trash compactor that was located against the rear of the store. She opened the side hatch and tossed the garbage. As she slowly turned to make her way back inside, she noticed a grey Lexus RX SUV parked alone in the last parking spot behind the building. The vehicle was violently shaking and bouncing around on its suspension. The prudish older woman realized right away what was going on inside. In disgust, she put her hand over her mouth and ran back inside.

"JESUS CHRIST! I am so fucking horny!!" Karen screamed as her body convulsed.

The whole idea of ditching church to fuck her son's brains out made Karen out of control. Her baby blue panties were bunched up in Brad's hand while she locked her hands around the back of her son's neck. Brad's khakis were down around his ankles while the two fucked in the back seat.

"CALL ME A FUCKING SLUT" Karen yelled.

"FUCKIN SLUT" Brad said while trying to hold up Karen loose dress.

It was as if the devil had possessed Karen's body.

"Oh my god mom. You such a filthy whore." Brad struggled to say as he felt his mother's powerful lower body bounce hard on his lap.

"That's right honey. Make me take your big dick. Treat me like I'm a tramp for acting this way."

"This is my fucking pussy. I own it and I want Aunt to ask me permission to even think about it." Brad confessed added to Karen's lust filled thoughts.

"OHHHH MMMYYYY GGGGOOOOODDDDD" Karen screamed and put her right on the ceiling of the car so that her head wouldn't smack against it.

As she straddled her son, she looked down her helpless prey like a starving wolf. She imagined the conversation Alice and Brad would have regarding their twisted relationship. Her husband of 20 years asking their 18-year-old son if he would be allowed to touch his wife. Asking nicely for permission to even look at her that way. Karen felt another rush of perversion and fucked her son as hard as she could into the backseat of the SUV.

The horny mother and son fell into a 5-minute unconditional love filled sex cloud that can only be described as magical. Their bodies fucked in unison. A perfect mixture of fast and hard and then soft and sweet. She grounded her ass and whipped her hips on her son's hard erection.

Suddenly, Karen aggressively grabbed both of Brad's hands and put them over her throat.

"Choke me" Karen said knowing she needed to hurry things up a bit.

Brad did as he was told but couldn't enjoy and soak in the full scope of his mother's request. He had been on the verge of cumming for a several minutes and this put him over the edge.

"Mom. I am going to cum. Are you sure you're safe?" Brad asked while he loosened his grip.

"What? You wouldn't want me to see me strut around the house pregnant in the naughtiest and most obscene maternity lingerie. Or parade me around church while carrying your baby you dirty pervert." Karen slowed her bouncing a bit and threw her head back, feeling another wave hitting every nerve ending in her body.

"OHHH GOD I AM CUMMMMING AGAIN!!!" The kinky mother grinded her hips and blew her top. She whipped her head left and right and her hair flew around. Her raunchy language and Brad rock hard cock was making Karen cum over and over again.

Karen put her face against her son's while she caught her breath. She lightly pumped her hips and purred against his body. Brad felt her mom's pussy juice gush down and soak his balls."FUCK MOM!" Brad felt his nuts twitch. That familiar feeling right before he released a huge load.

"Look me in the eyes honey. Don't look away."

Karen continued to feel Brad heart beat through his cock that was lodge in her mature cunt. She looked outside the car windows for a second affirming that nobody in the parking.

Brad looked up at his mother with begging eyes.

"Fill your mother CUNT!!" Karen yelled as she .

As soon as Karen felt the first load shoot out of Brad's big penis, she started bouncing hard again with more vigor. Brad cringed as his mother's body smacked hard onto his lap, pulling the 2nd load of the day from his full balls.

***

*Cum #3 -- 1:00pm - Before Aunt gets back home from the store

Karen and Brad decided to go straight home after their quick rendezvous in the car.

A few hours went by as Karen prepped for dinner at home. She texted Alice to pick up a few items at the grocery store on her way back from the church gathering.

"Shit. Aunty just pulled up." Brad said with long 9" cock his hand. He was masturbating himself rather hard but stopped when he heard his aunt's car pull up into the drive way. However,

Karen was on her knees in front of her horny son, fully dressed in a sexy black long sleeve turtle neck sweater and a dark blue pair of skinny jeans.

"Well I guess you need to hurry up then." Karen said softly as she looked up at her tall boy. She slowly rubbed his thighs as a form of an encouragement.

Brad nervously looked towards the kitchen door and then back down at his exquisite looking mother on her knees.

Karen's glamorous face had a light shade of blush on her full cheeks. Her mesmerizing green eyes were outlined in a thin line dark mascara. The inviting full lips had a dark shade of pink lipstick on them. Her thick chestnut hair was split down her the center of the top of her head and flowed down past her broad shoulders. The flowing mane started straight and then began a wavy curl as it descended. Karen hooked her hair around the back of her ears to better reveal the entire surface of her perfectly symmetrical face. The thick material of the black top extended up to the top of her thin slender neck. The shad of her hair and black turtle neck accented her creamy white skin and highlighted her radiant facial features.

"It's up to you Brad. Why don't you let me up so I can greet your aunt at the door? Obviously, you want to piss your milky jizz all over my face. But perhaps you don't have the balls to do it while your aunt is coming in." Clearly Karen was egging and challenging her son. Hoping he would take action quickly.

"Baby. A man knows what he wants and takes what he wants." Karen looked up at her boy with a serious face.

Brad started jerking off really hard and fast again. Karen judged by the size of Brad's bouncing balls and fast jerking, that he needed to orgasm right away.

"Mom. I am going jerk off all over your pretty face." Brad focused all attention on beating off as quick as he could.

"Oh you are, are you? You nasty boy. How could you do such a godawful thing to your poor old mother? Why do you enjoy seeing my whore face caked with your gross baby batter?" Karen asked but she knew the answer. She loved pushing her son's buttons with descriptive dirty talk.

"I just did my make-up. You'd blast your thick sperm on my face right before I am supposed to meet your aunt? Your creamy white gunk will surely stain my black top." Karen said innocently.

"Fuck. Get ready. Don't move." Brad urgently while aiming the tip of penis a bit closer to mother's heavenly face.

"Wow. Yes sir. Well, I guess there is no talking you out of dumping your delicious semen on me." Karen said sarcastically.

Brad heard the trunk of the SUV shut. His heavy balls jumped and shook with the rhythm of his hard jerking. He leaned forward a few more inches, steadied the tip of his cock head, and aimed.

"BRAD!! EMPTY YOUR FUCKING BALLS RIGHT NOW! JERK OFF ON MOMMY'S STUPID CUNT FACE!" Karen yelled up at her son just as the first stream of cum shot out of Brad's large penis.

Brad roared and started blowing extremely huge gooey white streaks onto her upturned faced. The first sailed and landed right on her forehead and lined up into her hair. With his left hand, he reached around the back of his mother head and gripped her by her hair. He held her tightly to prevent her from moving, not that Karen had any intensions too.

Karen smiled big and laughed slightly as huge ribbons of cum streaked from her chin to the top of her head. The sheer volume of cum that was spurting out made Karen giggle in disbelief.

While the entire load blasted out on her beautiful glowing face, she never broke eye contact or even shut her eyes. The volleys shot forcefully against her face, but the sexy mother's make up caused her son's semen to stick. Brad grunted deeply as he pulled each load from his balls and onto his mother. He angled his cock to make sure he kept all shots onto her face. A long thick string landed over the center of her nose. Another glob shot and creamed directly on Karen's right eye socket. This finally forced her to close her eyes closed as the heavy pool settled into her eye lashes and eye lids.

A serious of smaller drops were a bit weaker and landed down onto her black sweater just above the chest area.

Karen's face was beyond ruined. The sticky mess was streaked from hairline to her chin. Even Brad was surprised how much cum he produced even though he came twice already today.

"Are you done using my skank face as your disgusting cum dump?" Karen reached to scoop the gunky paste out of her eye socket.

The kitchen door open that led in from the garage. Though Karen and Brad were in the living room and out of view, Karen felt it was time to end this debauchery. She quickly got up and ran across the living room and upstairs. As she skipped up the stair, large dabs of cum that was on the lower half of her face, dripped down onto her black sweater.

Brad stuffed his still hard cock into pants with a huge smile on his face.

"Brad, can you help me with some of these groceries."

"Sure Aunt."

"Where's Karen?" Alice asked.

"I think she's taking a shower" Brad said as he walked into the kitchen. His still twitching cock pressed hard against his jeans which caused him to walk a little funny.

"Jesus, we're going to be late again."

***

*Cum #4 -- 5:00pm -- Home videos

"Brad, come look at these." Alice yelled from the living. She was enthusiastically placing a DVD into the DVD player to the flat screen TV.

"Cut it out. Your aunt is calling you." Karen giggled as she swatted Brad's hand away from her bubbly ass.

Karen was in the kitchen making Christmas cookies. She was wearing a sexy pink button down v-neck cardigan sweater with a loose fitting jean skirt.

Brad walked into the living room and plopped on the couch. He took his cell phone out of his pocket and started browsing Facebook, completely uninterested in what his aunt had to show him. Even though it was Christmas Day, Brad couldn't shake the thought that his aunt was now the 3rd wheel under her roof.

"Well darn. Where is the remote for this thing?" Alice asked while searching the shelving for the DVD player controller.

"I put a bunch of home movies on a DVD a few days ago."

"DVD aunty? Does anyone know what those are anymore"

"Fine. You can take this and you can put it on your devices."

"Where were you this morning?" Alice said as she put the phone to the side of her face. She got up and walked into the kitchen.

Karen reached behind them and grabbed the large heavy throw blanket that was draped over the back of the couch. She fanned out the blanket over her and Brad's lap. Karen looked over into the kitchen area where she could see Alice standing with his back facing them. The oblivious aunt stared out the window at the snow in the backyard.

Brad didn't know what his mother was doing until she leaned against his side and reached to the one button in front of his plaid loose fitting pajama bottoms. The blanket covered her roaming hands as she continued to watch Alice's movements in the kitchen. Karen expertly popped the front of button and reached in with her warm soft left hand.

She fished out her son's hardening boner through the opening on the front of his PJs. Karen immediately started jacking her son off under the big throw blanket. The thick fleece covering was bouncing up and down rapidly over Brad's lap. His eyes were occasionally glazing over from his mother's expert grip.

The scene was surreal. On the flat panel 65" LED TV showed a video of Brad at 9 years old on a sledding on a big red sled. Karen was behind her him on the sled, ready to push Brad down the snowy hill. Alice was normally videotaping so most of the footage consisted of Brad and his friends or Brad and his mom. After sliding to the bottom of the steep hill. Alice and Karen slid down in their own sled to meet Brad at the bottom.

"That was awesome" A young Brad said into the camera as they meet at the base. Out of nowhere, Karen tackled her young son into the snow bank. They playfully rolled around the snow while laughing and giggling.

"Sis, go easy on him. You don't want to embarrass him and word to get out of that his mom beat him in a snow fight." Alice voice came from behind the camera as he continued videotaping.

The warm comfy blanket continued to jut up and down to Karen's hard and fast stroke session.

Brad mind wandered as he watched himself and his mother roll around in the snow on the TV. He realized that might be the first time he experienced getting a boner. Perhaps wrestling with his gorgeous mother in the snow catapulted him into puberty.

Karen leaned a bit closer and put her head close to the side of his face. Her hot breath on breath on his neck snapped him back to the present. Brad looked down to his lap and only saw the heavy blanket violently hop up and down. He felt himself get steel hard and start to breath heavily. Karen didn't say a word but just poured herself into making him release for the 4th time today.

Brad turned and faced his mother through half open glazed over eyes. Her strong left arm was shaking hard from the intense beating she was giving him. The quick jerk motions caused her whole body to shake and her hair was bouncing slightly.

She removed off her tight gripping hand off her son's beefy tool and brought it quickly up to her mouth. Karen then licked her entire palm and fingers to give it a slick surface. Brad's cock was so hard that blanket tented up as it fell around his groin. His mother reached back underneath the blanket and swiftly resumed her mission. The blanket began to bounce again.

"Ok. We'll see you soon then. Don't forget to get the whiskey" Alice said to Trish over the phone. As she turned back towards the living room, she hung up the phone.

Karen stopped her manual assault on her son's cock. She didn't let go of large member fearing the boner would pop up through up through the blanket. Instead, Karen pressed the hard shaft down along his left leg. To Brad, this felt amazing, but also slightly painful. His beefy dick pulsated in his mother's tight grip.

"Sounds like they are going to be over in about an hour" Alice said as she came over to the couch and sat down next to Karen and Brad.

Brad and Karen's hearts were skipping beats at this moment.

"Oh, this was a fun one." Alice said pointing at the TV.

Karen put her head on Brad's shoulder as she watched the video play out. With motherly affection, she rubbed the side of her face on her son's shoulder while the nostalgic scene on the television played out.

On the video, out walked Karen wearing a long sleeve red silky robe with white snowflake prints all of it. The satin cover up was really short and tied to together by a thin waist tie. She walked into frame and sat down with Brad who was at the base of the Christmas tree. She was leaning back against the side of the couch, watching Brad open his next gift. The wide angle of the camera showed the sides of Karen's long luscious legs. Karen sat on her meaty ass and pressed her legs against her chest as she happily watched Brad rip through the presents. Brad remembered that morning vividly and recalled seeing between his mother's legs and gawking at her puffy mound that was bulge through her white panties. Karen felt Brad's cock twitch in her hand. She decided to keep a grip on Brad's thick beefy dick until she found an opening to get up.

Suddenly the dryer went off from downstairs.

"Alice, can you take the towels out of the dryer and put them into the bathrooms. I have a splitting headache."

Alice got up and headed downstairs. Karen kept her head on her son's shoulder and made sure the coast was clear before making any moves.

"Listen and watch out for your aunt." Karen whispered as she shifted her body and lowered her head toward Brad's lap. She quickly burrowed and now was completely covered by the large blanket. Brad felt Karen tongue the sides and head of his dick.

Karen's boiling hot mouth felt like heaven on tip of his dick. Brad was already extremely worked up and he knew that it would take long for his scrotum to detonate.

Karen knew only had a few minutes to make her son's blow his balls. The blanket bounced quickly as his mother bobbed her head. She had cupped her son's balls with her left hand and jacked off the shafted her right. Her entire body was lying the right of him on the couch and she rested her right shoulder on Brad's stomach.

"Woooow." Brad said under his breath. He instinctively spread his legs a bit more as Karen's left hand expertly massage his aching nut sack.

Karen bobbed her head again, now slamming her head down as far as she could physically go. The wet smacking noises that were coming from Karen's throat were muffled by the thick throw blanket that laid over her.

Brad was on the ropes sort of speak. Karen enjoyed seeing Brad's wet filthy cock extend out of the front slit of his PJ bottoms. She clamped onto the plump tip of the cock formed a tight suction with her humid mouth. She beat hard on the entire shaft with her hand.

Brad's breathing became erratic and his whole body became tense.

Suddenly Karen popped her head off of her son's cock and from underneath the warm blanket. She quickly wrapped the blanket tight around her Brad's twitching penis.

Karen heard the dryer shut from downstairs and the stairs began to creek. They realized quickly that Brad's aunt was on her way back to join them.

"Fuck mom. I was so close."

"I know honey." Karen clearly annoyed but kissed her son on the side of her face.

"Hey guys. Still watching the videos?" Alice said as she casual walked past her sister and nephew on the couch.

Alice tossed the freshly washed laundry basket down on the couch at the foot of the stairs. She walked over and joined Karen and Brad on the couch.

"Alice. Can you bring that upstairs? My back hurts and I'm extremely tired. I still have start dinner."

"No problem babe. We've having Christmas ham, right?"

"Of course, Alice. Any other request?" Karen said sarcastically.

"Love you too." Alice quipped back.

Alice walked upstairs

"Quick honey."

Karen quickly reached under her jean skirt and pulled off her panties. The full back silky red panties were one of Brad's favorites even though they were much larger than the tiny thongs she wears for him.

What Brad wasn't expecting next was Karen putting the red panties on her head and laying on her back on the couch. Still in her tight pink cardigan and skirt, Karen spread her legs to reveal her juicy cunt.

"Jesus mom."

"Hurry up son. Mommy is all yours."

Brad jumped on top of his mother. With his left hand extended for support, he used his right hand to guide his still hard boner into his mom's waiting pussy. Brad raging hard on slipped right in as Karen was still wet from blowing him a few minutes earlier.

"Listen for the stairs sweetie." Karen whispered.

Brad hooked his mother's long athletic legs onto his broad shoulders. This caused the denim skirt to reveal more of Karen's hips and lower stomach.

He was so worked up that he quickly began pounding his mother into the couch with deliberate and forceful jabs.

"Pound out a quickie with mommy." Karen said through the silky panties.

Loud skin on skin slaps filled the living room. Karen made cute subtle yelps each time Brad connected.

As he fucked fast and hard, Brad heard a familiar laugh coming from the television that was still playing old family Christmas videos. On the screen, Karen was blowing kisses at the camera while she was being filmed making dinner. This time Brad was holding the camera.

"Love you mom."

"Love you to pookie." Karen flashed another cute smile at the camera and waved him off.

His mother smile on the screen, the fast fucking, and mom's panties on her face all caused Brad to lose his load within 30 seconds. Karen laid motionless and speechless, letting her son give her a quick beating.

"AAAHHHHHHHHHH MOM!" Brad grunted through his teeth, so he wasn't that loud.

Brad shot whatever soupy cum that was collected up in quivering nuts. Nothing made Karen feel more alive than feeling her son explode inside of her.

They both laughed as Brad sat back on his heels. Karen composed herself and put her panties back on underneath the stylish skirt.

***

*Cum #5 -- 10:00pm -- By the Christmas tree

Later that evening, after Alice went to sleep, Brad convinced his mom to dig out that sexy red festive robe from Christmas a few years ago. There were only a few candles lit around the living to add a warm glove to the room. The lights on the Christmas tree provided much of the luminosity in the large living room.

Karen sat up against the end of the couch that at the base of the Christmas tree. She had on exactly what she had worn in the home video they watched earlier.

She put on a brand new pair of white see through g-string thong panties. However, she did not have anything else on underneath the silky short robe. The only difference now was that Brad had his face buried in his mother's needy cunt. He hooked his finger in the panties and moved to the side as he feasted on her clit right there under the tree.

A few about 15 minutes of rough fingering and sensual licking of her smoldering pussy, Karen felt that she was about to explode. She looked down between her legs to see Brad probing with his fingers once again.

"Faster baby. Mommy is...UGH...mommy is almost there." Karen said as her face got extremely flushed. She recalled all the nasty thing she did with her son throughout the day and she was so horny from it. Karen thoroughly enjoyed engaging in dirty perverted acts with her son and more importantly, she loved how Brad was becoming more proactive in their sinful relationship. Even though some words and actions were degrading toward his mother, He understood that she loved it and wanted more it.

Brad, like a good son, worked over Karen's pussy like a madman. Suddenly a clear stream of pussy juice shot out and soak Brad's hand, arm, and face. Brad kept working his fingers and then dove to lick at her clit once again. Karen came 2 times in a row all while muffling her blissful screams into the palms of her hands. Brad fished out his cock and immediately started rubbing himself with the freshly squirted love juice.After Karen relaxed a bit, she noticed Brad's hard on poking through his PJ opening again. Brad licked and lapped up Karen's pussy juice that was all around her inner thigh and asshole. She shifted to get to her knees, turned around, and bent over seductively. Her perfect heart shaped ass was now starring Brad right in the face. The extremely short robe slid up Karen's mommy bubble butt as she leaned forward and placed her chest on the carpet. Then she placed her palms on the middle of her butt cheeks and then spread the fleshy globes wide apart, exposing her cute little asshole behind the string of her thong.

Brad extended his tongue and forcefully dragged his tongue from his mother's salvating pussy to her sweet tender asshole. He stroked 4 or 5 small quick licks at her puckered hole before burying his entire face into the long and deep ass crack.

The horny teen pushed his face deeper and deeper into his mom's sweet butt cleavage. He grabbed the sides of her left and right ass cheek and pressed inward. The delicious flesh swelled and almost engulfed his entire face.

Karen moaned deeply as she felt her entire ass crack and butt hole lapped up by her son's longue wet tongue.

Brad wrapped his arms around the front her his mother thighs and stomach. He pushed his mother backside into his head and smooshed face deeper into her precious flesh.

Karen twisted around and looked down at her only son borrowing his face into her ass, hips, and legs.

"Baby, I want number 5 deep in my ass. mommy's fat butt." Karen said in her best seductively, but quiet voice.

Karen crawled over to the beige ottoman that was in the middle of the living room.

Brad fisted all the pussy juice and spit that was all over his hand into the head of his dick. While seductively shaking her hips back and forth, she lifted her flimsy robe. She hunched over the ottoman and stuck her white fleshy ass towards her son. Brad got behind her and lined up his boner to her hot pussy.

"Not there baby. Mommy pussy is still sore from everything we did today" Karen said as she felt the tip of her son's dick.

"I'm sorry mom" Brad said nervously as his iron rod hardened.

"Don't be sorry Brad. I wanted to encourage you to pop 5 times today. I never said my ass was off limits."

Brad reached down and smeared more of his pre-cum around his shaft.

"Mom, can you say what you said before?" Brad requested as he tapped his piss slit against the invited butt hole.

"What baby?" Karen adjusted herself on her elbows.

"Can you talk filthy again?"

"You like when I talked like a depraved SLUT." Karen said as she arched her ass toward her son a bit more.

"You like being balls deep in mommy's fat butt. Look at it Brad. My big butt is your Christmas gift."

Brad pushed his cockhead into his mother's small opening. His iron bar of a cock sawed in and out of his mother's lubed up asshole. He hunched over her backside and rested his chest on her upper back. The only thing moving was Brad's hips so that he could pump.

Karen lifted her chest off the ottoman. Brad immediate wrapped his arms around the front of his mother's body and cupped her large hanging breast.

"Do you like the shape of my hips baby."

"Oh god yessss." Brad said almost by her ear. He increased the pace.

"Remember. You made them that way. You gave mommy her wide birthing hips." Karen said and closed her eyes.

Brad could only groan and listen to Karen talk about her body.

The only lights on in the living room were the glowing Christmas lights and the TV. It's a Wonderful Life was playing on the TV and the volume was on low so they could hear if Alice was coming downstairs.

"Son. Today you made a serious mess in my pussy. UGH. And on my face." Karen shuddered as Brad forced another thick inch into his mom.

"That was so hot mom. You looked like one of those pornstars. I want to do that to you more."

"Do what?"

"Cum... on... your... face." Brad pumped away.

Karen looked toward where the bottom of the stairs met the living room. She quickly sized up an escape plan if Alice were to come downstairs.

"Honey it was like one of those porno bukkakes. I looked at myself in the mirror before hoping in the shower and couldn't recognize myself. It was like 10 guys exploded all over my face." Karen giggled a bit.

"I can't get enough of your entire body. I want you every day." Brad confessed to his mother.

"Let me honest Brad. You've had enough of my stupid face and dumb little twat. You're bored with them now. Now you can only focus on my round ass. My little boy has a big butt fetish, doesn't he? You want to worship my curves. You want to get lost in mommy's soft flesh."

It was no secret by now that Karen was masterful with dirty talking and knew the right trigger words for her son. Brad continued to be amazed at how descriptive she could be in the moment. In addition, Karen knew that younger men like hearing different thing then older men do. Despite Karen's age, she kept getting hornier and more insatiable as the years go by.

"I know what my son wants. You want to make my ass your sperm dumpster? Being a cum toilet for your heavy cream is all my ample butt is good for, isn't it?"

"I need to cum. Can I cum in your ass or should I pull out?" Brad said as he groped his mom's tits and thrusted in her ass.

"Tell me what you want to do." Karen looked straight ahead and pushed her bottom towards her. Signaling to him that she was ready for anything.

"I want to cum in your ass."

"Say it filthier. Convince me." Karen all but hissed at her son.

"I need to jizz up your... Oh god." Brad cut himself off and he felt his cock twitch hard.

"Up my what?"

Brad hunched over his mother's back and fucked his hips like a jack rabbit.

The meat of Karen's Motherly tushy waved on every harsh incestuous impact.

"Up my what baby?" Karen asked again being fucked ruthlessly from behind.

"Up your filthy, slutty ass."

"Fuck my filthy slut ass like you own it."

Brad drove his cock into his mother with strong thrusts. He grunted with each stab. He grabbed on her bouncing tits once again and hammered. Her red robe was struggling to stay on. Karen's hair flew around wildly along with the forceful hits.

Karen noticed that the slaps and grunts of their fucking were getting a bit too loud. Wanting to hurry her son up, she jerked her body back with authority to meet her son's mighty drives.

"Make a mess. Make a big dirty mess. Ruin your mother."

Brad came extremely hard right as his mother said that last perverted line. He slammed deep which caused Karen to yelp out loud. Brad quickly put his right hand over his mother's mouth and hugged her tight from behind. From Brad's piss slit shot a few medium sized volleys deep into Karen's asshole.

Still bent over the ottoman, Karen felt her son shudder as he shot his 5th load of the day. The intense cum caused Brad to cringe loudly and shake.

Brad put his face into the back of Karen's chestnut thick hair and tried his best to regain his breath quickly. Brad repeated "Fuck" under his breathe for a full minute as he continued to slice his cock into the Karen's ass tunnel.

After about minute of post orgasmic bliss, Brad started to soften inside his mom's tight dirty ass hole. He playfully fell onto the ground and smiled. Karen fell next to him and snuggled onto his chest.

"Merry Christmas honey." Karen said as she kissed her son's muscular chest.

"Merry Christmas mom" Brad said on his back looking up with a big grin on his face.

Karen got up from the floor. She readjusted her robe and white transparent thong properly.

"Go get some orange juice or something. We have almost an hour before midnight to get one more out of you." Karen said while picked the crotch of her thong out of her moist cunt.

"Mom. UGH. I can't. I wish I could. 5 is a record. Ugh."

"I didn't raise a fucking quitter" Karen disappeared into the kitchen.

Brad paused and absorbed his mother's admission.

"I'm in love." Brad said to himself.

***

The day after New Year's Day, Alice and Brad sat at the breakfast table and enjoyed some waffles. Brad paid more attention to his twitter feed on his phone and Alice read the newspaper. Karen poured some orange juice for her husband and son.

"I got a call yesterday from Betty. You remember Betty, right?" Karen said as she put the orange juice back into the refrigerator.

"Yeah how is she doing? What did she call you for? Alice said cutting into her waffles.

"She said she came across some photos on the fitness center's Facebook page. The promotional ones after the renovations."

"And?" Alice said while shoveling a large folk full of waffles.

"And. She made an offer for me do some modeling." Karen said while leaning against the kitchen counter sipping on her OJ.

"What?" Alice cut Karen off.

"Yep. We were discussing some small photo shoots. Just for around the gym." Karen continued.

"You're not considering this, are you?" Alice asked.

"I am. She talked about a new line of gym clothes. Shorts, yoga attire, stuff like that."

"Are you serious? Are we seriously having this conversation? We agreed that you wouldn't model anymore. I don't want people on the internet gawking at my wife. I don't want guys at the office..."

"...It's only fitness clothes for older women. You act like I am doing porn." Karen snapped back.

Brad just continued eating, pretending not to care about the arguing.

"You know, most people would be proud to have a sister that would asked to model. Especially that I am almost 40!" Karen said as she felt herself getting angry.

"Brad!" Alice yelled.

Brad snapped attention from his phone.

"Please talk some sense into your mother. I have to get to work." Alice got up from the table and grabbed her purse.

"Alice. You are really overreacting!" Karen yelled at Alice as she made her way toward the door.

Alice quickly stormed out of the house and slammed the front door behind her.

"Wow. I can't believe her." Karen eyes started to tear as she stood in the kitchen stunned at her sister's reaction.

"Mom. Aunt is crazy for yelling at you like that."

"I can't believe her. I've given everything up for her. What a bitch. I loved modeling." She said shocked by her sister's overreaction.

"You are a beautiful woman. Old. But very beautiful." Brad said trying to make his mother laugh.

"Shut up" Karen smiled through her tears.

"If it means anything, I think you should do it. Does it pay a lot?" Brad asked.

"Well it's part of the gym, so I don't know. I didn't even ask. I was just excited that I was offered. I am almost 40..." Karen answered

Brad got up from his seat and walked over to his mom. He put his hands on her hips, pulled her against his body, and planted a sensual kiss right on Karen full lips.

"Call Betty and tell her you'll do the spread." Brad said confidently into his mother doughy eyes.

Karen melted in her son's warm embrace. She slowly put her hands onto her son's wide shoulders. She felt her Brad's love and she quickly began to forget the exchange she just had with her husband. Looking into her son's eyes made Karen forget about everything else in the world.