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Chapter 31: Chronicles of the Baby Making Factory_3

"So, let's talk about where you were today," said John as he confronted his son at home later.

Valerie sat at her son's side, holding his hand to show support.

"I had an interview at the baby making factory. The one mom's using to help you guys have a baby."

Valerie spoke up proudly. "Not only did Zane have an interview, but they hired him. Look, they've already added his bio page to the brochure," she said, handing her husband the information.

John scanned through it, impressed by its contents, except for the part that described the length and girth of his son's cock. That part gave him a pang of jealousy.

"A donor? Wow, that's great, Zane. I'm proud of you, son." John said, trying to hide his mixed emotions.

Valerie leaned over and kissed her son's forehead. "You'll make a great baby-daddy, my little stud."

"So, you're gonna be having, uh...sex with women, like your mom's age?" John asked.

"Yeah, they said at least two women a week, during their obulition cycles," Zale answered.

"Ovulation cycles, honey," his mom giggled, correcting him.

John couldn't help but feel a little envious. "Well, I certainly hope you doing this for the right reasons and not just to have sex with these women."

"Of course not, dad," Zane replied, trying to reassure his father. "I'm just helping out and providing a much-needed service. And besides, the money is pretty good too."

Valerie chimed in, "It's a win-win situation. Zane gets to have sex with beautiful women, while the women get a chance to have a child with a handsome, young donor."

John sighed, feeling a bit resigned. "Just don't let it go to your head."

"Of course not, dad," Zane assured him.

John could see the expectation in his wife's eyes, the longing for a child, and he felt a tinge of bitterness, wondering if she were pregnant yet from her donor.

"I'm sure you're going to excel at your new job," Zane's mother beamed, a mischievous glint in her eye. "You might even become the top baby-daddy at the factory."

Their eyes held a deep, secret understanding, a shared moment of intense carnal pleasure and forbidden desire. The thrill of their taboo tryst was heightened by the knowledge that they were keeping it hidden from John, adding an extra layer of excitement to their already passionate affair.

As an afterthought, John added, "Also, I just wanted to remind you not to lie to your mom and me about having a job at a pizza place just because you're searching for one."

"Got it, dad. It won't happen again."

It had been exactly seven days after their time at the clinic when Valerie burst through the door of the house, buzzing with excitement. "Gather around, everyone! I have some exciting news to share," she called out enthusiastically.

John, Zane, and her younger daughter rushed into the room, eager to hear Valerie's announcement. "What's the news?" John asked, crossing his fingers for the outcome he desired.

"I'm pregnant!" she shouted excitedly, looking right at Zane.

Her husband rushed over and gave her a big hug. Even though the method they had used was awkward and unconventional, he couldn't be more proud. "Oh, honey, that's great news."

"Yeah, congratulations, mom," said Zane, giving her a meaning smile.

"I gotta call my parents and give them the good news," said John, rushing out of the room.

Valerie's daughter also left, showing little excitement about having a new sibling.

"We did it, Zane," she blurted, rushing over to hug him. "You did it."

"No, mom, it was both of us. We were a team."

"We were an amazing team!" she added, excitedly bouncing on her heels as she hugged him tight. "Thank you, thank you, thank you!!"

"You're welcome, mom," the boy chuckled, enjoying the way her huge, soft titties were jostling around against his chest. He wished he could hike up her skirt, rip off her panties and fuck her savagely right there on the couch in celebration of their success. He hadn't buried his cock in Valerie's tight pussy since their last day at the baby making factory and he was longing for it.

Zane wasn't the only one suffering. Valerie's desire for her son's touch was like a wildfire, spreading through her body with an intensity that she couldn't ignore. Her longing for him was deep and primal, a physical ache that could only be satisfied by his dreamy rod. But with a new life growing inside of her, she had to push those desires aside and deny herself the pleasure she craved. It was a bittersweet torture, knowing that her son was the only one who could truly fulfill her, but also knowing that it was now forbidden and unacceptable.

As the months passed, Valerie's pregnancy progressed and her body bloomed with life. Her belly swelled enormously round with not just one, but two twin fetus's growing inside of her. Valerie's breasts grew larger and rounder, almost bursting with the weight of the milk that they were producing. Her nipples and areola were darker and more prominent, a clear indication of her body's preparation for motherhood.

Along with those changes came a significant shift in hormone levels. Valerie's sex drive skyrocketed, leaving her feeling more aroused than she ever had before. She had worn out three vibrators since being knocked up, but even several daily masturbation sessions couldn't quench her desperate need to be fucked. She could barely contain her urges, and her thoughts were constantly consumed by her son. She wished she could have him inside her, so they could fuck day and night, but she knew she couldn't risk it.

"I'm going fucking crazy!" she told her sister as she hit her ninth month of pregnancy. Her belly was so round, and her breasts so ginormous and milk-swollen, it was all she could do to keep up with the demands of her new body.

"It's normal, Val. A woman's hormones are all over the place during pregnancy," her sister reassured her.

Valerie had been the master of her own desires the past nine months, but now, with her hormones raging and her son's donation still fresh in her mind, the line between motherhood and lust was becoming increasingly blurred. Her body longed for him in a way she never thought possible, but she knew that if she gave in to her desires, she would risk losing everything.

"I can't stop thinking about Zane," she admitted, "about his cock."

"I know the sex you had with him was amazing, but remember, it was a business transaction. That was all."

"That's easy for you to say. You have a husband that actually knows how to fuck you."

"Sex with John can't be that bad, can it?"

Valerie sighed in frustration before answering, "Let's just say spending two to three hours with Zane results in dozens of mind-blowing orgasms, while five to ten minutes with John often doesn't even lead to one. You do the math."

"I don't doubt that Zane is superior to his father sexually in every way," said Kaylee. "I just don't wanna see you do something that you might later regret."

"Do you remember when you went skydiving last year and I was afraid that your parachute might not open? What did you tell me?"

"That it was highly unlikely, and worth the risk," her sister answered.

'Exactly. If Zane and I are careful, there's no way John will find out, and it'll definitely be worth the risk," Valerie said with a devilish grin.

"But you'd still be cheating in him."

Valerie shrugged her shoulders and smiled. "Then I'm a cheating slut for my son. I'm fine with that," she stated.

"I'm outta here!" said John the next morning, snatching up his briefcase. He gave his wife a quick kiss, patting her enormous tummy. "Call me if anything happens."

"I'm still a week from my due date, so I'm not counting on any surprises today," Valerie stated.

Once her daughter caught the school bus, the naughty, pregnant mother was so excited she could hardly stand it. She was finally in the house alone with her son and had every intention of fucking him. She went to her bedroom to pick out something revealing. Valerie decided a stretchy mini tube dress, that hugged every curve, showing off her huge, fetus-packed belly and her monstrously engorged breasts. She put on a pair of sky-high heels, feeling every bit the seductive, irresistible MILF she knew she was.

When Zane returned home from his shift at the factory, he couldn't help but notice the change in his mother. She was radiating sex appeal, and it was driving him wild.

"Mom, are you feeling okay?" Zane asked, concern etching his features.

Valerie gave him a wicked grin, her eyes twinkling with mischief. "You know exactly how I'm feeling, Zane. I'm feeling like I need you," she whispered, the words coming out like a seductive mantra.

Zane's eyes flicked downwards, lingering on her ample bosom, swollen with milk and need. Since the dress was semi sheer and she was braless beneath, he could just make out the huge rings of her areola and her nipples stuck out turgidly, like stumps in a swamp.

Zane hesitated for a moment, knowing that their secret affair could be the end of their family if discovered. But the sexual tension

between them was palpable, and it was like a wildfire, burning with an intensity that neither of them could ignore.

Valerie's feet were clad in sky-high heels, the slender straps wrapping around her ankles as she confidently strode towards Zane. With each step, the heels clicked against the hard wood floor, creating a tantalizing rhythm. Her tits were impossibly large, quivering atop her obscenely round belly. The plump shape of her milk-engorged breasts were accentuated by her braless state and the semi sheer dress she wore.

Valerie reached out and touched his chest, her fingers tracing the lines of his muscles. Zane's heart raced as their eyes locked, and he knew that he couldn't resist her any longer.

"Did you fuck too hard at work this morning, or did you save enough energy for more fun?" the mother asked, staring into his eyes.

"I always have the energy for more fun," he answered.

"That's what makes you so special, baby," Valerie whispered, tracing her nails down his chiseled abs, "besides your hot looks and sweet personality. You're young, and your virile...with balls that are always bursting with hot cum."

"I suppose so," he grinned.

"Don't be so modest, you know it's true, sweetheart," Valerie grinned, sliding her fingers gingerly onto her son's cock-bulge. "You know you have what every mom wants...especially your own mom."

"She has everything I want too," said the boy, gazing at the bulging tit-cleavage that seemed to be staring back at him.

"Come with me," Valerie whispered, leading Zane by the hand towards the bedroom. The excitement and anticipation built up inside him with every step. He could hardly wait to feel his mother's warm

skin against his, to smell her intoxicating scent, to be inside her once more.

He gazed down as he followed her, mesmerized by the alluring sway of her hips and buttocks. Through the thin material, he could make out the deep crack separating the twin half-globes of delectable ass-meat.

The moment they entered the room, Valerie let out a sigh and looked at her son with longing in her eyes. "Do you remember how good it felt to be inside me when we were making these babies together, Zane?" she asked, her voice low and husky. "Do you remember the way we used to fuck, you thrusting deep inside me, making me come over and over again?"

Zane took a deep breath, his eyes burning with lust. "I remember every moment, every touch, every sound," he responded, his voice thick with desire. "I remember how much you loved it, how you begged for more."

"Then let's go back to that place," Valerie said, her voice urgent and pleading. "Let's make love like we never stopped."

Zane's heart raced as he watched his mother slip out of her skimpy tube dress.

As Valerie stood before him, completely naked, except for her heels, her body was a vision of feminine glory. Her heavy melons hung low, their nipples thick and erect, beckoning him to touch them. The last time Zane had seen the caps of her tits they were dusky pink in color. Now they were a dark pinkish-purple from increased blood flow, and definitely more pronounced, making them stand out against the softness of her skin. Her pregnant belly was a sight to behold, round and swollen with life, a testament to the bond they shared.

He took a step toward her, his eyes locked on hers, and he knew that he could never resist her call. In one swift motion, he kneeled before her, his hands reaching up to cup the delicious cheeks of her ass, drawing her close to his eager mouth.

"Oh, Zane," Valerie moaned, grabbing onto his shoulders. "I've been dreaming of this moment since the day I found out I was pregnant with your twins."

The teen's eyes widened as he took in the sight of Valerie's shaved vulva, her outer flanges plump and swollen with desire. The skin around her vagina was smooth and glistening with moisture, inviting him to explore.

Zane leaned in, the tip of his tongue grazing the sensitive skin of his mother's pussy. As he inhaled deeply, Zane was hit with the musky, feminine aroma of his mother's arousal. It was a heady scent, a mix of sweetness and motherhood that made his mouth water. The teen felt an urgent need to taste her, to suckle at her sex like an infant. As his tongue explored her damp folds, Valerie moaned loudly, her body trembling with pleasure.

"Oh, Zane, yes," she murmured, her fingers clutching his shoulders tightly. "You're the only one who can make me feel this way."

Zane's mouth moved lower, his tongue delving inside her wet, coral pink slit. Valerie's moans became louder, her body bucking against his face.

Zane peeled back the dome of her prepuce and latched his lips around her fat, juicy nubbin. In that moment, he felt a strange connection to his own past, the times he was nursed by his mother's body. Now, he was nursing at a different wellspring of life, drawing strength and pleasure from his mother's primal, sexual essence.

As he licked and sucked at her clit, he felt a surge of desire course through him. His cock was hard and throbbing, aching to be sheathed hot, prenatal pussy. He had gotten plenty of women knocked up, but never experienced one who's body had gone through the wonderful changes of pregnancy.

Valerie panted, her body shaking uncontrollably. "Oh, Zane, don't stop, please!" she begged.

Zane's mouth continued its rhythmic exploration, the suction and swirling of his tongue sending pleasure coursing through Valerie's veins. The sound of her moans filled the room, it was erotic and primal. Her scent was overpowering, intoxicating. He could feel her juices dripping down his chin, and he knew that she was ready.

He stood, quickly shedding his clothing. He heard his mother gasp as his cock sprung from his briefs, pitching upward at the perfect angle. His knob was the same color as her nipples, both equally engorged. Blue veins bulged and snaked their way across the length of Zane's teenage cock, displaying its strength and rigidity. His mother's eyes were fixed on the chiseled contours and pulsating veins of his erection, a monument to his virility and her ultimate pleasure. Memories of their wild, passionate encounters at the factory flooded her mind, sending a shiver of anticipation down her spine. She couldn't resist the intense desire to taste and feel him once more, drawn to the raw and primal energy that radiated from his throbbing member.

"Fuck, Zane... I need you," she whispered, her voice laced with desperation. "I need to feel you inside me."

He stepped forward, then lifted her up with ease, her legs wrapped around his waist, thighs clamped to his hip. Her giants tits and belly distended outward, crushed between them. She was so warm, so

soft, and he could feel the unborn life within her, kicking and squirming as he carried her to the bed.

As Valerie was cradled in his arms, Zane's cock throbbed even harder as his mother's warm, pliant flesh enveloped him. He lowered her onto the bed, her skin glistening with a mixture of perspiration and arousal. Her eyes locked onto his, pleading for him to take her, to make her his once again.

Valerie's knees were pulled back, revealing the soft curves of her matronly thighs and the wide expanse between them. Her bare feet, with toes painted a bright, red nail polish, hovered in the air, the delicate arches showcased in the dim light of the room, spurring on her son's arousal.

Without a moment's hesitation, he climbed atop his pregnant mother, positioning himself at her entrance, his engorged tip pressing against the pink, swollen folds of her sex. Her vagina was dripping wet, a testament to the raw, untamed desire that coursed through her body. Valerie's eyes locked onto his, her expression pleading, her body trembling with anticipation.

Zane's heart raced as he slowly began to push inside her, feeling her muscles clench tightly around his cock. She already had the most exquisite pussy he ever fucked, but now that more blood was drawn to her vagina from pregnancy, the pleats lining her pink sleeve were more pronounced, offering even greater resistance.

"Ahh, fucking shit, mom!" the boy gasped, as his boner snaked its way through her birthing tube, his nerve endings stimulated divinely by the snug walls and hot, slippery secretions.

Valerie's breath hitched in her throat as she felt her son's cock slide inside her, filling her up with his virile essence. Her pussy clenched tight around him, her body rocking in time with his, her muscles flexing, gripping him in a vice-like hold.

"Oh, Zane, yes, give it to me, baby!" Valerie cried out, her voice raspy and full of passion. "Fuck me like you've never fucked anyone before!"

Zane's hips bucked, driving himself deeper into her body, his dick sliding between her thick, swollen labia. His balls slapped against her ass, each strike sending a shockwave of pleasure through her entire being.

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"Oh, fuck, mom, you feel so good," he groaned, his eyes locking onto her heavy tits, as they rolled along her rib cage like big bowling balls with every thrust. "I can't believe I'm fucking you again."

Valerie moaned, her voice a mix of pleasure and shame. "I've wanted you so badly, Zane. Fill me up with your massive cock."

His hips kept pounding, her pussy sucking him in deeper, the wet friction causing his swollen head to rub against her G-spot. He loved the way his chiseled torso sunk against the meat of her rounded belly, feeling the babies they had created sandwiched between their writhing bodies.

Valerie's frame began to quiver, her heart pounding in her chest, her breath coming in ragged gasps. She clawed at the bedsheets, her nails digging into the fabric, each thrust sinking him deeper into her, the walls of her sex constricting and releasing in perfect rhythm with his thrusts.

"Fuck, yes, Zane, right there, that's it!" Valerie screamed, her body arching off the bed, her breasts bouncing wildly. "Give it to me, baby, give me all of that dick!"

Zane's pace quickened, his hips slamming into her over and over, each thrust sending her higher and higher, the tightness of her pussy forcing him to the brink of madness. He could feel his release building, the pressure in his balls like a ticking time bomb. He

clenched his pelvic floor muscles, so he could jackhammer her tight pussy without cumming.

Valerie's orgasm crashed upon her like a tidal wave, her body shaking violently as the pleasure washed over her. Her clit was on fire, her pussy clenching and unclenching around Zane's cock, milking him for every last drop of pleasure.

"Oh, Zane, I'm cumming, I'm cumming!" she cried out, her voice hoarse from the intensity of the experience. For nine months she had waited to cum this fucking hard again and she was determined never to make that mistake again.

Zane felt her pussy pulsating around him, her inner muscles rippling with each contraction. It was the hottest sensation he had ever experienced, and he knew that he would do anything to feel it again and again.

He pregnant belly wobbled with every thrust, a testament to the miraculous life growing within. He could feel the babies shifting and squirming, as if in sync with their mother's pleasure. The thought filled him with a sense of awe and responsibility, and he knew that he would never take his mother's body for granted.

He lowered his head and latched on to one of her engorged nipples, sinking his face into the rippling, fatty mass of her tit-melon. Valerie let out a low growl as Zane's cock penetrated her to the hilt, eliciting a flood of fluids from her pussy. She could feel his throbbing member, pulsating inside her, and it felt like a wave of heated pleasure coursing through her veins.

"Fuck me, Zane!" Valerie begged, her voice ragged with desire. "Fuck me as hard as you can!"

With each thrust, Zane felt Valerie's body tremble beneath him, and her pussy squeezed his dick with an intensity he had never

experienced before. He could feel his own climax building, the intensity of her pleasure driving him towards his own release.

"I'm cumming, mom!" his tit-smothered mouth groaned, his body tensing as he slammed into her harder and faster. He could feel his balls tightening, his cock swelling with each full-length thrust.

Valerie felt the familiar tingling sensation in her abdomen, a reminder that their children were feeling their parents' lovemaking from within her. She trembled with desire, imagining their little ones squirming and reaching out to touch her, feeling her contractions and the vibrations of Zane's huge boner slamming against her cervix.

"Cum inside me, Zane," she pleaded, her voice hoarse with lust. "Fill me with your cum, and give our babies life."

Zane groaned, his body shaking with the force of his orgasm. He thrust into her one last time, burying himself deep inside her, before collapsing onto her, his weight pinning her to the bed.

Valerie could feel the warmth of his cum spurting inside her, each spasm of his cock sending fresh nutrients to their unborn offspring. She writhed beneath him, her body convulsing in a wild orgasm of her own.

As Zane's cock continued to pulsate inside her, Valerie felt a surge of love and gratitude for her son, for giving her this incredible pleasure and for the beautiful life they had created together.

When at last Zane's body went limp and he rolled off her, Valerie lay there, panting and sweaty, her hair stuck to her forehead. She could feel the heat of his cum still boiling inside her, and it was a feeling that she would treasure forever, a connection that went beyond mere flesh and blood.

They lay there, bathed in the afterglow of their passionate lovemaking, both of them basking in the knowledge that they had reunited after such a long, miserable break from each other.

As Zane reached over and held her hand, she whispered, "Thank you, Zane. You don't know how bad I needed that."

"My pleasure, mom...literally," he sighed.

Valerie turned on her side, facing her son, making her breasts and belly balloon outward in a breathtaking manner. She ran her fingers across her son's sweat-sheened chest, gazing at him adoringly. "I know you've been getting plenty of hot MILF pussy at the baby factory, but I hope I was nice and tight for you?"

Zane smirked, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "Oh, very tight, mom," he replied, running his fingers along the length of his still-erect cock. "You were tighter than any of the other girls, I think."

Valerie chuckled, her chest rising and falling rapidly with her breath. "I bet you say that to all the moms."

"Maybe," Zane said with a shrug. "But what can I say? I've got a thing for pregnant women now."

Valerie smiled and pulled him closer, so their bodies became tangled in a mess of limbs and sweat. "Well, I'm glad you do, because this pregnant woman can't get enough of your big dick."

"Help yourself to it, anytime you want."

"Mm, well in that case, I have three requests."

"Oh?" Zane asked, raising an eyebrow as he nuzzled against her engorged tits.

"First, leave your job at the baby making factory. You'll have plenty of pussy right here at home. Plus, I'll be honest, I'm VERY

possessive, and the idea of you going off to fuck other girls when you could be fucking me would make me extremely jealous."

Zane chuckled and nodded, his lips grazing her nipple as he whispered, "I'll quit and we'll create our own baby factory, right here at home. You won't have to share me with anyone else."

Valerie's lips curled into a satisfied grin. "Well, I may have to get used to having a round belly then. That's ok though, the more babies we make means the harder your father will have to work, and him being gone longer hours gives us a lot more time to fuck."

"True. So, um...what's the second request you have?" Zane asked.

"My second request is more...uh, intimate..." she said, a blush creeping up her face.

"I'm all ears, mom," Zane said, his eyes sparkling with mischief.

"I've always had this fantasy of a young guy driving me out to the woods and fucking me up the ass on the backseat of his car," she confessed. "I want you to make that fantasy come true."

Zane's jaw dropped at his mother's request, but he quickly recovered and nodded eagerly. "Consider it done, mom," he promised. "We'll find the perfect secluded spot and make all your anal fantasies come true."

Valerie's heart swelled with desire and the ring of her asshole throbbed between her ass-cheeks at her son's willingness to fulfill her every sexual desire. She could barely contain her excitement as she played with the thick muscles of his biceps. "So, let's plan it for tomorrow afternoon," she suggested. "We'll go out to the woods behind the old barn outside of town, where no one will be able to see us. And I'll wear my tightest, sexiest outfit to get you even more worked up."

Zane chuckled and agreed to the plan. "I can't wait," he murmured, his fingers dancing over her fat, ripe breasts. "I'll bring a blanket to spread over the top of us, so we can make it as comfortable as possible."

"Oh, that sounds wonderful," Valerie purred, her body trembling with anticipation. "It'll be like we're in our own little world, just you and me, making all sorts of dirty, filthy, kinky anal love in the forest."

Zane couldn't help but reach down to squeeze his horny cock. "Damn, mom...just talking about it has me all worked up," he said excitedly.

Valerie reacted with a mischievous grin. "You'll love the third request I have for you then."

"What is it?"

Valerie rose up and crawled down between her son's legs. She hovered there on all-fours, then used her hand to lift Zane's boner, pointing it up the huge canyon between her dangling udders. "Well, since we're all about trying new things, I'd like you to tittie-fuck me."

Zane grinned and lifted his head off the bed, just enough to look at his mother's hanging tits and the beautiful, round baby factory beneath them. "Well, then you'll be making one of MY dirty fantasies come true too then."

"Come with me," she whispered, "I have the perfect place for our tittie adventure."

Valerie's pregnant belly was a full and round, taking up most of her frame as she led Zane by the hand into the en-suite. Her cute waddling walk only drew attention to her large, heavy breasts as they swayed back and forth with each step. Her face held a sly grin, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

Zane felt like he was being led to paradise as he watched his mom naked, undulating ass. His boner bobbed stiffly on his loins with each anxious step he made.

Valerie stopped at the tub and began filling it with water, pouring bubbles and essential oils into it. "Get in," she commanded, then gave her boy a sensual kiss on the lips.

Zane obeyed without hesitation, stepping into the steaming hot water and sinking into the bubbles. He looked up at his mother, who was now perched on the edge of the tub, her naked body a vision in front of him.

Valerie reached down, grabbed her son's stiff cock, and began to stroke it slowly. "Now, I want you to imagine something," she whispered seductively, her voice low and sultry. "Imagine that my milk-filled tits are the most delicious pies you've ever seen, inviting you to take a bite. Your cock is the fork, and it's about to pierce through the flaky crust and into the warm, gooey filling. Can you see it?"

Zane's eyes widened as his mind's eye filled with the image she painted. He nodded eagerly, his heart pounding in his chest. Valerie smiled knowingly and stood up, the swell of her pregnancy hovering over him as she stepped into the tub.

Zane breathlessly watched her straddle his legs and lean forward. With his mother draped over him, her stiff-nippled tits hanging down like huge, succulent melons, he felt as if he were in another world. His mother's skin glistened with steam rising from the water, her face flushed with excitement.

"Would you like to taste the pie, baby?" she whispered.

Zane gave her a nod and Valerie leaned forward, her massive breasts towering above his face. With a confident grin, she lowered her chest

onto his nose and mouth, trapping him against the fleshy mass of her boob. His nostrils filled with the scent of her skin, along with her breastmilk, heavy with hormones. Zane breathed in deeply, savoring the intoxicating aroma.

As he inhaled, Valerie began to move her chest, her breasts ripple-swelling with each wave. The sensation was overwhelming. Zane felt as if he were being enveloped in a cocoon of his mother's most intimate parts.

His hands went right to work, massaging the plump flesh, and his tongue darted out to taste the first droplet of milk that trickled from the tip of her nipple.

"That's it, baby," Valerie cooed. "You're such a good boy. Taste all the creamy pie you want."

Zane obliged, lapping up the milk voraciously, his tongue swirling around the thick, sensitive teat. The taste was unlike anything he'd ever experienced, a mix of sweet, salty, and slightly metallic. It was intense, and he couldn't get enough. Zane's eyes closed in pleasure as he rubbed his wet, throbbing penis against Valerie's soft, round belly.

Valerie started to sway her breasts in a gentle tempo, pressing her body against his. As she moved her bosom from side to side, Zane could hear a faint swishing noise as the weighty flesh shifted and the milk inside his mother's melons sloshed around.

"Oh, baby," she softly mewled. "I love how you suck my big tits."

Hearing his mother's expression of pleasure, Zane felt a surge of lust coursing through his veins. He gripped the fatty undersides of her mounds harder and began to suck with increased vigor, his tongue whipping all over the engorged caps of his mom's tits in a frenzied dance. The heat of the water and the intoxicating scent of his

mother's milk heightened his senses, and he felt as if he was in a dream.

Valerie moaned softly, her eyes closing as she surrendered to her son's attentions. The feeling of Zane's hot, wet mouth on her nipples was exquisite, and she reveled in the sensation of being needed by her boy. Her hand found its way to the back of his head, guiding his face deeper into the squishy meat of her tit, urging him to suck harder.

"Oh, fuck, that's it, baby," she moaned, her voice thick with passion. "Feed on my fucking tits."

It was a primal scene of desire, his face buried in the soft, warm flesh of his mother's breast as he eagerly suckled and devoured the sweet, creamy milk that flowed from her milk-ducts. He was lost in a haze of pleasure, his lips and tongue exploring the round, pinkish-purple crest, the weight of her tit-melon pressing against his face like a comforting blanket. In that moment, there was only the two of them, mother and son, bound together by the intoxicating sensations of their taboo act.

A few minutes later, Valerie shut the faucet off before the bubbling water could cover their bodies. Zane was still exploring her boobies, kissing and licking his way through the spongy canyon of her tit-cleavage. She reached down between them, griping his throbbing cock with her sudsy hand and began stroking it.

Smothered between his mom's soft, wet mammaries, Zane's eyes rolled back their socket. Valerie knew just how to stroke cock, her fist twisting in a delightful corkscrew motion, her thumb squeezing across the band of skin that separated his shaft from his glans.

"You like that, baby?" her soft voice asked.

"Uh-huh," his bewildered face mashed against the inner slope of her tit.

She moved her hand down his shaft, massaging his balls gently, feeling them draw up against his body as his pleasure increased. She peeked down into the depths of her cleavage and stole a glance at his face, noting the rapturous expression on his features, his eyes closed, his lips parted, and his forehead glistening with a sheen of sweat.

"You're so fucking horny, aren't you, baby?" Valerie's voice was a low, seductive purr. "So eager to fuck mommy's titties."

Zane could barely speak, his mind was swimming with the pleasure of being trapped between his mother's massive, milk-filled tits, his erection throbbing in her hand as she manipulated him.

Valerie's hand tightened around his shaft, her fingers stroking him in quick, firmer motions. She knew how to make her hand feel just like a tight pussy and could feel thick, sinewy boner flexing in her grasp, and she knew that he was on the brink.

"Say it, baby," she whispered. "Tell mom how bad you want to fuck her tits."

Zane groaned, his voice muffled by pounds of tit-flesh. "I wanna fuck your tits so bad, mom," he managed to get out.

Valerie's eyes sparkled with desire. She released his cock, and he slipped out from between her tits. He had one hand planted firmly on her round belly, while the other hand nestled between her feet on the slippery floor of the bathtub.

"That's it," she whispered, sliding her jugs down onto his chest, while vigorously yanking on his cock-shaft. "You say it, baby. You want to fuck my tits, you say it again."

Zane's voice was shaky, but he managed to eke out the words, while staring into her sparkling eyes. "I want to fuck your tits, mom."

"Good boy," Valerie purred. "Now, I'm going to help you, baby. I'm going to show you how it feels to have your cock buried between mommy's tits."

She reached over to grabbed a bottle of body wash, then squeezed some of the clear gel onto her palm, her wet boobs dangling above her son's wide eyes.

Valerie rubbed the soapy gel between her massive jugs, one of her rubbery nipples grazing the tip of Zane's nose as she moved. She loved to feel the wet, slippery sensation of the gel spreading between her tits. She moved down, positioned herself above him, lining his erect cock up perfectly between her cleavage. "Are you ready, baby?" she asked, her eyes gleaming with excitement and lust.

Zane couldn't speak, his breathing ragged as he stared up at his mother's massive, pregnant. He could only nod his head in agreement.

Valerie lowered herself onto him slowly, her breasts enveloping his shaft inch by inch. He felt the warm, soft weight of her tits surround him as she lowered herself all the way down, his cockhead pressed firmly against her chest.

"Oh, fuck," Zane moaned, his eyes rolling back in pleasure.

Valerie began to rock her body back and forth, slowly at first, her tit-meat swaying and rubbing against his hard cock. "Oh, you're so hard," she whispered beneath her breath, then picked up the pace, her massive boobs slapping against his stomach, her nipples grazing his chest.

Zane threw his head back and groaned, his hips bucking up to meet her movements. He could feel his cock sliding between her soft, warm tits, the slick gel providing just the right amount of resistance.

"That's it, baby," Valerie cooed. "Fuck mommy's tits. Make them leak more milk for you."

Zane's mind was a blur of sensation, his cock gliding between his mother's massive melons, the weight of her breasts pressing down on him, the sound of her heavy breathing filling his ears.

Minutes of glorious tit-fucking passed and Valerie's body movements continued to intensify, her tits bouncing up and down on his shaft like the waves of the sea. Zane felt completely consumed by the pleasure, his cock throbbing with each thrust, each slap of her tits against his body.

"Oh, fuck, mom!" he panted, desperately trying to maintain control over his rapidly escalating lust. "I'm going to cum!"

"That's it, baby!" Valerie moaned, her voice thick with desire. "Cum inside mommy's tits. Give mommy your hot, milky load!"

Zane's eyes rolled back in his head as his orgasm approached, his breathing became shallow and ragged. His hips bucked wildly, his cock twitching and throbbing between his mother's huge, milk-filled tits. Valerie continued to rock back and forth, her breasts swaying and her nipples brushing against his wet skin.

With a hoarse cry, Zane erupted. Hot, thick cum shot from his meatus, coating the inside of his mother's cleavage with a warm, creamy substance that glistened in the dim bathroom light. Valerie moaned in delight, allowing herself to enjoy the sensation of her son's cum filling her sensitive chest.

The room was filled with the sound of their labored breathing and the lewd squishing of cum as it oozed from between Valerie's tits. They

continued their rhythmic movements, Zane's hips pumping wildly as he emptied his seed in between his mother's milk-engorged mammaries.

As Valerie felt the weight of her son's orgasm, she could feel her own arousal building. She rocked faster, her tits bouncing and slapping against his body, driving him deeper into her cleavage. Zane's face was a picture of pure ecstasy, his eyes closed tightly, lips parted, and forehead glistening with sweat.

Their bodies moved In perfect harmony, rocking back and forth in a sexual dance that seemed to go on for hours. Valerie's tits were slick with lather, soap, and cum, as she continued to ride her son's cock for every ounce of jizz, her nipples grazing his wet skin with every thrust.

"Oh my God, that was beautiful, Zane," the mother sighed, then laid her body down flat against his.

"Yes," he breathed, still reeling from his powerful ejaculation. His mother's lips fused against his in an open oval, their tongues meeting in a slow, sensual dance.

Their bodies merged beneath the water like two heated pieces of metal, each contour fitting perfectly against the other in a molten embrace. Every touch, every movement, was a symphony of pleasure, a perfect harmony of desire and connection that transcended any societal norms or judgments. In that moment, they were simply two beings consumed by the passionate fire of their love for each other.

While they hungrily feasted on each other's lips, Valerie could feel her boy's rod crushed against her vulva, and she could also sense his excited heartbeat through the fat crown of his cock. One of the things she adored about her teen was his short refractory period.

fact, his cock had hardly gone soft at all, temping her to bury it inside her aching pussy. "I wanna fuck again," she purred between kisses.

"I'm ready," he answered, his eyes sparkling with excitement.

Valerie reached down, her tongue nearly hanging out in lust as she grasped her son's boner, giving it a few preemptory strokes, while sliding her knees up astride his hips in the tub.

Zane watched with wide eyes as his mother positioned herself above him, her massive breasts hugging his neck like a big, fluffy scarf, her ass in the air. She angled herself just so, aligning his rock-hard cock with her sopping wet pussy, her swollen lips parted around the bell glans of Zane's cock and quickly swallowed him up.

"Oh fuck," Zane gasped, his eyes widening in amazement as he felt his mother's tight, wet sleeve wrap around his cock.

Valerie moaned as her son slid into her core, filling her up in a way that no other man ever could. She loved the feeling of his young, muscular cock inside of her, especially after all the time he had just spent stimulating her tits.

"Oh, Zane," she moaned, her eyes rolling back in pleasure as she started to move her hips, riding her son's cock with a wild, animalistic frenzy.

"Oh, shit, yes!" the boy gasped, feeling his mother's wet pregnant flesh writhe and ripple against him as she bore her cunt down with heated thrusts on the shaft of his cock.

The scent of their combined arousal filled the steamy air, a heady mix of sweat, sex, and a hint of essential oil from the bathwater. The slapping of their flesh and the sound of their rapid breathing filled the small bathroom. Moans and gasps escaped their lips, mixing with the sound of water sloshing in the tub.

Valerie buried her face in the nap of her son's neck, her lips and tongue darting and probing, as she continued to ride him with abandon.

Zane's hands gripped his mother's hips tightly, guiding her movements as she took him deeper, feeling the veins and ridges of his cock stretching her canal. Her titties felt divine sloshing between them like two huge, wet pillows fighting for space. Her pregnant belly was contorted around his torso in a loving embrace, as if to say, "Look what we made together."

As they fucked, Valerie's body shuddered with each powerful thrust, her massive tits spilling over her son's shoulders, their weight forcing Zane's head back as he tried to maintain eye contact with his mother. She moaned and gasped, her hands around his back, gripping his shoulders, her fingers digging into his skin.

The water In the tub was a bubbling cauldron, disturbed by the frantic movements of their writhing bodies. It threatened to overflow, the water almost reaching the brim as it swirled and churned in a frenzy.

Valerie gasped as she neared her climax. Her entire body felt electrified, her arousal building and building with every delicious thrust. The tip of her son's dick dug against the head of her cervix, inches from where their babies were held in their womb-sacks. She had already lost her mucus plug, making her cervix softer and thinner. It also secreted a hot, slippery goo that felt out of this world as it sizzled around the glans of Zane's erectile meat.

"Oh, God, I'm gonna cum so hard!!" Valerie's shaky voice announced.

Zane's heart pounded in his chest as he felt his mother's hips bucking wildly, his cock thrusting in and out, the tight walls of her pussy sucking greedily on his cock with each thrust.

"Cum for me, mom!" he grunted, his own climax building, his balls aching with the need to release. His mother was riding him so fucking hard that her meaty tits were flopping around all over his face.

Valerie's body tensed up, her orgasm barreling towards her like a freight train. Her mind was lost in a sea of sensations, the sound of her son's grunts, the feel of his cock pounding through her cunt-tunnel, the sight of his cute face lost in the rippling swell of her cleavage.

"Oh, yes, yes, yes!" Valerie screamed, her hips bucking wildly, and her pussy contracting around her son's thick shaft.

Zane felt like he was riding a roller coaster, his own orgasm building like a tidal wave, his balls tightening, and his huge veins in his cock bulging out against the quivering walls of his mom's pussy. "I'm cumming!" he announced. His voice was a primal roar, echoing through the intimate and smothering space between his mother's heaving breasts, as he was overcome with intense pleasure and release.

Valerie planted their crotches together sealing her cunt-flanges around the root of his prick. She ground on her boy's appendage, stirring his entire sinewy boner around inside her spewing cunt.

The water splashed around them, creating a symphony of wet slaps and heavy breathing. Valerie's legs locked around Zane's hips as he thrust inside her, their bodies melded together as one. The fire between them was a raging inferno, consuming them both in an all-encompassing passion.

Zane's eyes rolled back into his head, his lips parted, and his body tensed as he felt the seed gushing forth from his cock in thick, hot jets. Valerie's cunt gripped his shaft with a force that made him cry

out. The sensation was indescribable, like pure energy coursing through him, fueling his every movement.

Valerie wrapped her arms around her son, pulling him closer to her, their bodies molding together as they rode out the storm of their passion. She felt the heat of Zane's seed spilling deep inside her, filling her with life, with a connection that transcended even the most primal of instincts.

As the orgasm subsided, they lay quietly in the water, their bodies still entwined, their breaths shallow and ragged.

"Damn, I am so hot for you, Zane," she sighed, like the weight of the world had just squirted out around his dreamy teenage cock.

"I never would have guessed that, mom," he snickered sarcastically.

She sat upright and slapped his chest teasingly. "Don't make fun of me, young man," she blushingly giggled.

Zane was overwhelmed by the sight in front of him. His mom's tits jutted out like the two huge watermelons they brought to the family reunion every summer, and her pregnant belly looked like a beach ball ready to burst. The soapy water cascading down her mommy-orbs only accentuated their enormity. His cock couldn't help but twitch, still hard and encapsulated in the warm, liquid sheath of his mom's cunt.

"I felt that," she giggled, then bit her bottom lip and squeezed her masterful cunt muscles around him.

Zane sighed in ecstasy. "God, the things you do to me, mom."

"Oh, I haven't even scratched the surface of what I plan to do to you," she said with a devilish grin. "In fact, I'd drag you into my bed and fuck you again, but I think you're father's gonna be home soon."

"I guess I'll have to wait for our anal outing tomorrow," said Zane.

"Well, I guess that gives us both something to look forward to then," she said with a saucy wink. Valerie lowered down on her son once more, smothering his young body with her huge, pliable orbs. Her lips hovered an inch from his as she gazed into his eyes with a sultry stare. "Tonight you can think all about mom's tight asshole, gripping around the shaft of your cock on the backseat of your car," she teased," and how fucking amazing it's gonna feel."

"Dreams do come true, mom," he whispered, his heart racing with anticipation.

She leaned forward and captured his lips with hers in a deep, searching kiss. Their tongues dueled playfully, teasing and tasting. Memories of their shared passion in the tub started to fade as they focused on their upcoming anal tryst.

Valerie slowly started to disentangle herself from her son, feeling the cool air replace the warm bath water. Zane followed, and their sexual body parts bounced and bobbled as they dried off. They quickly dressed and just made it downstairs as John was walking in the door from work.

"Hey, what are you guys up to?" he asked.

"Just finishing up our workout, honey," Valerie said with a sly smile. Zane gave her a wink, but they both knew their workout had been a lot more intense than just weights and cardio.

"I didn't know you two were working out together?" John said.

"Oh, yeah...lots of times now. Incredible workouts too. I wanna make sure I'm in tip-top shape to push those babies out."

Zane chimed in, "And I need to make sure I'm strong enough to start lifting those double strollers in and out of mom's car."

John chuckled and shook his head, "You guys are something else."

"Oh, you have no idea," Valerie snickered, giving her son a knowing wink.

Zane gave his notice at the baby making factory the next day and was home earlier than usual. He certainly wouldn't miss pounding all that fertile mature pussy at the clinic, as long as his mom kept putting out. He had a successful year of employment there, with an 88% success rate. He had impregnated 63 women in total, including his beautiful mother.

"Baby, are you ready?" Valarie ask she sashayed up the hallway to his bedroom.

"Just about, mom," he replied, doing a double take as she stopped in his doorway.

Valerie's buttery blonde hair cascaded down her back in soft waves, perfectly styled and highlighted. Her makeup was pristine, with expertly applied foundation, neutral tones on her eyes, and red lips that made her features pop. The mini dress Valerie was wearing hugged her curves in all the right places, emphasizing her shapely, prenatal figure. The strapless neckline showed off her smooth, tanned shoulders and swollen tit-cleavage, the all over cheetah print was eye-catching and bold. The empire waistline created an elegant silhouette, flowing into a loose skirt with an asymmetrical hem. Her six-inch stiletto heels added even more height to her already statuesque frame. Her toes were painted a bright pink, peeking out from the toe strap of her heels. "It's raining cats and dogs out there

today, but we can't pet a little rain ruin our plans, can we?" she asked with a sultry smile.

"Damn, you look stunning!" Zane exclaimed, resisting the urge to reach down and squeeze his cock.

"Thank you, dear," she purred, sauntering over to him with a sway of her hips that made his cock stir even more. "I'm all ready for our little anal adventure."

Zane's eyes widened in anticipation as he looked at his mother, his heart pounding with desire. He couldn't believe how beautiful and sexy she looked, and he knew his ball would be drained by the end of the day.

"Let's do this," he said with a fierce determination, his voice low and husky, matching the sound of the storm outside.

Valerie smiled and leaned in to kiss him passionately, her lips warm and soft against his. She reached down and squeezed his hardening cock through his pants, making him moan softly.

"I can't wait to feel this thick, hard cock inside my ass," she whispered, her voice shaky with desire.

Zane and Valerie climbed into his car and made the journey across town. As they turned onto the long, bumpy road that led to the abandoned barn, Valerie slipped off her heels, unfastened her seatbelt and turned to face her son in the driver's seat. "Your father attempted to fuck me from behind last night, but only lasted about two minutes," she snickered. "I swear to God sex in my marriage has just gotten laughable compared to the fucks that you and I have."

"I guess I'll just have to start pulling double duty then," Zane grinned. "To make up for dad's poor performance."

"Is that a promise?"

Valerie's full, pink lips were slightly parted as she bit down on her bottom lip, a look of seduction and desire in her eyes as she gazed at her son. Her mini dress was hiked up, revealing the pale pink fabric of her panties, sheer and delicate against her skin. The outline of her labia could be seen through the fabric, molded to perfection. Zane's eyes traced the distinct cleft that separated her puffy twin flanges, his heart racing with arousal.

"You bet that's a promise, mom. I'm your at-home donor now."

Valerie stretched out her long, sleek leg and placed her seductive bare foot on top of Zane's bulging crotch. Using her toes, she began to massage it sensually.

Zane's hands trembled with excitement as he felt the silky skin of her foot against his virile erection. He could hear the raindrops patter against the windshield, but it was nothing compared to the storm raging within him. Zane gripped the steering wheel tightly, his knuckles turning white as he fought to keep his focus on the road and not the erotic display taking place on his lap.

"I bet you can't wait to plunge that big cock of yours into my tight little ass, can you, baby?" Valerie purred, her voice dripping with lust. "You're going to fuck my ass so good that mommy's gonna have, hard, quivering butt-gasms all over your erect cock."

Zane's heart pumped in his chest, and he could feel his cock throbbing in response to his mother's words. He took a deep breath, trying to focus on the road as they continued to drive. His mom's cock-massaging toes and filthy words weren't making it any easier.

"I can feel my asshole clenching just thinking about you filling it with your hot, thick cum," she moaned, rubbing her foot against his bulge. "My tight hole is longing for your cock, baby. You're the only one who can give me the cum-filled, ass-busting fucks that I crave."

Zane's gasped, his mind was consumed by lust, his thoughts a hazy blur of images of his mother's naked body, her thick, rounded ass bouncing up and down on his lap. He could almost feel the rough texture of her ass, hear the wet, smacking sounds of his cock penetrating her depths, feel the tightness of her sphincter as he thrust in and out.

"There's the old barn," the boy breathed, like he'd been holding his breath for a minute. "Should I pull around back?"

Valerie winked at him and looked out the window, taking in the dark, crumbling structure. It used to be a dairy farm years ago, but now it was abandoned. It was the perfect place for their clandestine adventures. "Pull in here," she instructed, pointing to a dirt driveway leading to the barn.

Zane carefully maneuvered the car into the driveway, the gravel crunching beneath the tires. "There's an old orchard on the other side of the barn. Take us back there," the mother instructed.

Zane drove around the old barn, following the winding, overgrown road that led to the orchard. The trees were tall and gnarled, their branches reaching out like skeletal fingers. The rain was coming down harder now, drumming a rhythmic beat on the hood of the car. The wind howled through the bare branches, adding to the atmosphere of the place.

Zane parked the car near a fallen tree, its trunk still partially standing. He shut the engine and his mother sat up close to him. "This is about as private a place as you can get, and we have all afternoon to fuck and cum and fuck and cum until our bodies can't take anymore," she murmured seductively, leaning in to kiss him passionately.

Valerie ran her hands through Zane's hair, pulling him closer as their tongues danced together. Her fingers traced the outline of his lips,

feeling the moisture and desire that had built up in him. She broke the kiss, her breath hot and heavy in his ear. "Let's get in the back seat," she whispered, her voice low and husky.

Zane nodded in agreement, and they both got out of the car. The rain was coming down harder now, and he could feel the droplets soaking through his clothes. Valerie climbed into the back seat first, and Zane followed, his erection straining against his jeans.

He sat down next to her, his eyes drinking in the sight of his mother's voluptuous, pregnant body. The dress she was wearing had ridden up, revealing the smooth, pale skin of her thighs. Her breasts were heaving, threatening to burst right out of her mini dress, her nipples clearly hard and erect.

She quickly began to undress. "Let's get naked," she urged, her voice a sultry purr.

Zane watched in awe as his mother stripped off her clothing, her movements fluid and graceful. He began stripping anxiously, but kept his eyes glued to his mom the entire time.

Valerie's ginormous tits bobbled heavily as she removed her bra, her large nipples standing erect and proud. She hooked her thumbs in the waistband of her panties and slipped them down her thighs, revealing her shaven twat, it's slit glistening with slippery nectar.

Zane's cock sprung into the air as he removed his briefs. His throbbing erection pulsed with excitement, the head a deep shade of red and dripping with precum. His mother's eyes widened as she took in the sight, a yearning desire clear in her gaze. The musky scent of hard, cum-leaking cock and sweet, wet pussy hung heavily in the air, mixing with the earthy smell of the rain. It was a heady and intoxicating combination.

There was no time for words. They were too fucking eager to do what they came for. Valerie quickly snatched her son's hand and pulled him down on top of her as she sprawled back across the seat. He eagerly positioned himself between her legs, his engorged cock pressing against her swollen, lustful vagina. Valerie cradled him between her thighs, her strong, shaved legs wrapping high around his back, pulling him against the plushness of her tits and baby-filled belly.

Their lips met for a furious make-out session, their tongues dancing wildly inside Zane's mouth.

It was a tangle of limbs, lips, and tongues, an intricate dance of desire and forbidden love as Valerie and Zane surrendered to their passionate impulses. The heat from their bodies mingled with the rain-washed air, creating an atmosphere of unrestrained lust and primal need.

"I need you in my ass," the mother finally breathed, her voice thick with desire. She unfastened her legs from around him and Zane sat up.

Valerie's movements were quick and urgent as she reached for her handbag. Her full, pendulous breasts wobbled with every move, drawing Zane's gaze to them. She pulled out a small vial of lube, her fingers deftly twisting off the lid. She raised herself up, her body glistening with perspiration, and pushed Zane into a seated position. Her luscious curves were on full display, her beautiful blonde hair cascading down her back.

Zane's eyes widened as his mother tossed her leg over his lap, her bare foot landing gracefully on the seat next to him. She hovered above him, a vision of feminine power and sensuality, her body glistening with a light coat of perspiration and her blonde hair

cascading down her back. Her enormous breasts swayed with every breath, commanding his attention.

She took the bottle of lube in her hand and squirted a generous amount onto her fingers, spreading it around her asshole with determined strokes. Zane could see the slick, glistening ring of muscle, yearning for his cock.

Valerie wet her fingers again with slippery oil. This time grasping her teenager's cock and coating it quickly, but generously.

Her eyes gleamed with excitement as she she adjusted her position slightly, bringing the head of Zane's cock to her tight anal entrance. Taking a deep breath, the mother slowly began to impale herself on the spike of his cock.

"Oh, shit!' Zane gasped, watching her muscled ass-ring stretch over his lube-slickened glans and swallow it completely.

Valerie moaned softly, her nails digging into the leather seats for support as she began to sink deeper onto her son's rock-hard cock.

Zane was in awe of his mother's anal prowess. He knew that she was no stranger to this type of pleasure, but seeing her in action was a whole new experience for him. Slowly but surely, Valerie took all of Zane's length into her ass, her muscles protesting the intrusion before finally submitting to the unyielding cock invading her rectal depths. She cried out in pleasure, her head thrown back in ecstasy as Zane filled her up completely, her obscenely-stretched asshole resting snugly against the hilt of his cock.

The mother planted her knees firmly astride him on the seat, preparing to ride him hard. She could feel his erect shaft pulsating inside her tight ass-tract, the veins throbbing and the head swelling deep inside her tight, spongy rectum.

Valerie's gaze burned with desire as she met his eyes. "I hope you're ready for this," she murmured in a sultry tone.

Zane watched in amazement as his mother's body began to move, her hips swaying in a balls-deep rhythm. She rode him slowly at first, savoring the feel of his hard cock in her tight ass. Then, her movements grew faster, more urgent, as she chased the pleasure that she knew his cock could provide.

As his mom bounced on his boner, Zane had a front row seat to the greatest show on earth. His mom's tits and pregnant belly were like the curves of a mountain range, a sight both mesmerizing and awe-inspiring. Each movement of her hips was like an earthquake, the vibrations spreading through her body, make her enormous boobs leap up and down, quaking and jiggling in unison as they smacked against her baby-orb.

Zane's penis throbbed inside Valerie's anal tunnel, the tight, slippery walls milking his shaft with each rhythmic thrust. His hands gripped her hips tightly, guiding her movements and matching her pace. He stared straight ahead at pregnant tummy, obscenely large and swollen with life, her skin glistening with a light sheen of sweat as she rode him hard.

The rain continued to pour down outside, but inside the car, it was a world of its own. The temperature was rising, the air thick with the scent of sex and desire. Zane's breaths were coming out in short, sharp gasps, his chest heaving as his mom's body moved with a powerful intensity.

The car seats beneath them creaked with their weight, the leather groaning under the force of their combined bodies as Zane thrust up into her ass, matching her rhythm. His sinewy cock, thick and hard, slid in and out of his mother's ass-tunnel with ease, each thrust causing her to let out a low, throaty growl.

Zane looked up above his mom's bouncing udders to find her looking down. Her eyes were locked onto his, a fierce, almost animalistic desire evident in their depths.

"Oh, yeah," Zane groaned, relishing the feeling of his mother's ass completely consuming his erection on every plunge, her rounded buns smacking against his upper thighs, rippling delightfully.

Valerie's gaze was intense, her dark eyes seeming to drink in every detail of her son's face as he fucked her.

"That's it, son," she purred, her voice thick with lust. "Make me fucking cum."

As Valerie rode Zane's unyielding cock, she reached beneath her belly and began to massage her engorged clit, her fingers moving in a furious rhythm.

The rain continued to pelt the car, and Valerie's scream of pleasure drowned out the storm. Her body stiffened, and she arched her back, her hands gripping the edge of the seat for support as she came.

Zane watched in awe as his mother's body convulsed, her beautiful face contorting, ass clenching tightly around his cock. The sight of her climax was like a vortex of ecstasy, pulling him into the deep abyss of her pleasure.

His own climax was nearing, the pressure building up inside him like a tidal wave. He used every trick in the book to keep from cumming, determined to let his mother bounce on his boner as long as she needed to, but after nearly a half-hour of hard-core ass-fucking he was drifting closer to the edge.

The tit-loving teen reached up and grasped onto her big flopping jugs, barely able to hold onto them there was so much fucking meat. He dug his fingers into the squishy peaks, pinching her nipples

between his fingers. White tit-nectar began to trickle out of her milk-ducts raining down onto his sweaty chest.

Zane loved to squeeze his mother's mammaries, feeling their weight and warmth in his hands as he felt his climax draw near. The feel of her breasts, coupled with the sight of her ass bouncing on his cock, was enough to send him over the edge.

"Fuck, Mom, I'm going to cum!" Zane groaned, feeling the pleasure build up to an unbearable level.

Valerie didn't miss a beat, continuing to ride her son's erection at a fierce pace, her breathing ragged. She was every bit as caught up in the moment as he was, desperate for the release that only her son's cock could provide.

As Zane felt the pressure building to a fever pitch, he knew he had to change things up. He gripped her hand tightly, pulling her down onto him forcefully, making her tits and belly slap against his heaving chest. His cock was driving into her ass with an animalistic ferocity, pounding her rectum with the power of a locomotive.

The mother howled in pleasure, her beautiful, strained voice shaking the car with its intensity. She continued to milk Zane's cock with her anal muscles, each thrust from him causing her to spasm and shiver with delight.

Zane could feel his orgasm reaching its peak, the eruption building in his bouncing balls like a tidal wave. He thrust into his mother's ass one final time, slamming her onto his cock with all his might, his mushrooming knob burrowing deep in her shitter.

Their bodies shook together, the rainstorm outside a mere backdrop to the primal, animalistic fuck-fest taking place in the car. Zane's cock throbbed inside his mother's ass, the head swelling and pulsating.

Valerie's eyes widened in pleasure as she felt her son's cock spasming inside her, pumping her full of his hot, sticky milt.

Slumped in the seat and buried beneath his mother's sweaty, jostling tits, Zane let out a primal groan. His cock throbbed violently, each pulse sending a shockwave of pleasure up his spine as he emptied himself into her ass.

Waves of ecstasy washed over Valerie as she felt her son's cum shoot into her, the warmth and wetness of it coating her walls. She moaned and bucked her hips, eagerly milking him for every last drop.

Their bodies continued to writhe together, the rain outside pummeling the car, making it feel like a sacred, secluded space where they could lose themselves in each other's pleasure. The air was thick with the musky scent of sex, sweat, and desire. The wet, earthy smell of the rain mixed with the heady aroma of their bodies, creating a unique and intoxicating scent.

As the final pulsations of Zane's orgasm subsided, he slowly withdrew his cock from his mother's ass, leaving a trail of whiteness in its wake. Valerie's ass clenched sporadically, her muscles trying to hold onto his cum inside her, but some slowly trickled out.

Zane collapsed back onto the seat, his face flushed and his breath ragged. He stared at his mother's sweating, cum-streaked body, feeling a surge of pride and love and lust all at once.

Valerie lay on top of her son, her chest heaving, her body glistening with a sheen of sweat. She looked down at him, her dark eyes filled with emotion – love and lust. She smiled, a slow, knowing smile that said she was far from done with this newfound pleasure.

After two hours had passed, Zane's small vehicle remained parked in the orchard. The suspension groaned as it swayed back and forth in

the rain. The car's windows were fogged up, blocking any view of the outside world.

Inside the car, Valerie's rounded bubble butt flew up and down, her asshole still stuffed full of her son's cock. They had moved to the front seat, where Zane could recline back comfortably while his mother rode his rod. Their bodies were dripping with sweat and the rain continued to pelt the car, the droplets dancing off the windows and mingling with the steam created by their bodies.

Zane's face was buried beneath the soft, warm flesh of his mother's breast, obscured by her huge, squishy tit-melon and the heavy strands of her wet hair. His lips formed a tight seal around her areola, his cheeks hollowed out as he sucked hungrily on the rubbery peak her breast.

For the past hour it had been his private paradise, a utopia of pure pleasure, where Zane was lost in the intoxicating sensations of his mother's flesh. The warm, velvety softness of her heavy tit enveloped his face, her milk, a sweet nectar that nourished his body and soul. With every suck and pull, he felt himself sinking deeper into the blissful oblivion of their taboo ecstasy. The feel of his rock-hard manhood pummeling through the tube of his mom's ass only added to the intensity of the experience.

Valerie's voluptuous body moved with a dangerous grace, her wide hips rolling and grinding as she rode her son's pulsing cock. Her hair, wet and clinging to her flushed face, bounced with every thrust, and her curves glistened with a sheen of sweat. Zane's hand gripped her hip, guiding her movements as she bounced up and down, impaling herself on his thick shaft.

Despite the cramped space of the front seat, her movements were fluid and precise, her feet tucked up on his thighs as she pumped her delicious ass-globes up and down with tireless energy.

Zane moaned into the flesh of her tit, the sensation of the wet, wriggling nipple in his mouth making his cock throb and harden even more.

As the rain continued to pelt down outside, the two of them became more and more lost in the world of their own making. It was as if the car was the only place in the universe that mattered, and everything happening outside was insignificant.

While he continued to gorge himself on his mom's milk-filled tit, Zane's hands explored the huge contour of her pregnant belly, where the twins that had been created from his sperm called home. He ran his fingers over the tight, taut skin, feeling the life within her as the babies kicked and squirmed in response to his touch.

Valerie moaned softly, her eyes half-lidded as she rode her son's cock with abandon. The sun peeked through the clouds and shone through the car window, casting sparkles off the shiny diamond wedding ring on Valerie's finger. Its glimmer caught her eye, a reminder of how she was being delightfully wicked. She could still see John, her husband's face in her mind, the love she had for him evident in the way she looked at the ring. But now, her son owned her sexually, and the ring seemed to symbolize their forbidden relationship.

Zane's teeth grazed the tip of her nipple, causing her to jolt in pleasure. He sucked harder, eliciting a low, guttural moan from her throat.

"Oh, Zane," she breathed, "I'm so close."

Zane could hardly contain his excitement as he felt the heat of his mother's orgasm building within her. He increased his pace, plunging his cock deeper and faster with each thrust.

Valerie's eyes rolled back in her head as the ecstasy washed over her, her body tensing and bucking against Zane's. She grasped onto his shoulders, her nails digging into his skin, as she screamed out in primal pleasure.

The warmth of her orgasm seemed to spread through her entire body, connecting every part of her and causing her milk to flow with greater intensity inside Zane's mouth, as if her ass and tits were somehow linked and responding to the rhythm of her pleasure.

Zane felt the familiar, incredible sensation of his mom's climax, the walls of her ass gripping him like a vice.

Suddenly, Valerie's cellphone started going off. She answered, even though she was still reeling from her toe-curling climax. "Hey, hon," she said, holding the phone to her ear.

"Hey, you sound out of breath. Are you ok?" John asked, oblivious that his wife had just experienced an earthshattering anal orgasm.

"I'm fine. Zane and I are just doing our afternoon workout," she answered, her ass still bobbing up and down, beating against Zane's thighs.

"Isn't he getting a good enough working at that job of his, having sex with all those women?"

"No, Zane's not doing that job anymore, honey," Valerie said, gasping just a little from the way her boy was aggressively sucking her nipple.

"Did he get fired?"

"No, I just figured with twins coming I could definitely use his 'contributions' more around the house. He's offered to quit his job and help me with 'MY' needs."

Zane came up for air, squirming out from beneath his mom's tit-mass. He looked like he just got off a roller coaster ride at a carnival. He was drenched in sweat, his face was flushed, his features glowing with an almost satanic glint in his eyes as he listened to his mother and father talk on the phone.

"Well, that's very loyal of him. We'll have to make sure he gets rewarded in some way," John suggested.

"Don't worry, honey, I already have that part covered," Valerie grinned, giving her son a wink and tightening her asshole around him. "We moms offer the sweetest rewards, don't we, Zane?"

"For sure!" he answered moving his lips to hers for a sensual kiss.

The constant smacking of her ass against Zane's thighs was something that her husband was growing more and more curious about. "Hey, what's that sound I'm hearing?"

Valerie chuckled, almost surprised that John couldn't figure it out. "Oh, that's just Zane doing on his workout routine. He's been putting in some extra effort lately, so he can keep up with my needs."

"I see," John said, his voice sounding a bit distant, as if his imagination was painting a different picture. "Well, if that's what you need, I'm all for it."

Valerie felt another orgasm swelling in the core of her ass. "Honey, I'm gonna need to go. Zane wants me to pump his... uh, I mean...pump some iron with him."

John laughed, his voice sounding a little strained. "Alright, just make sure you're both safe. I'll see you both later."

"Of course, honey. Love you," Valerie replied, her voice breathy. She ended the call and looked into Zane's eyes as he continued to plunge his cock into her ass, his lower belly glistening with sweat and the

sheen of her bodily fluids. "Fuck, you feel so good in my tight ass, baby," she cooed.

The rain continued to hammer against the windows, its rhythm a steady beat to their carnal dance. Valerie's hands found their way to Zane's, and they squeezed each other's hands tightly, their connection undeniable.

"Let's cum hard together," the mother suggested, peeling her sweaty tits and baby-belly off her son's sweaty chest as she straightened her torso.

"I like that idea," said Zane looking up at the tits floating over him like clouds in the sky.

Valerie increased her ass-fucking tempo, bouncing on her son's prick like she was riding a wild pony. As she leaned back, her arms stretched out behind her and her hands came to rest on Zane's upper thighs, her belly and tits seemed to defy gravity, ballooning outwards in an obscene display. The rhythmic motion of her body as she bounced on her son's cock created a mesmerizing sight.

"Goddamn, mom!" the boy gasped, watching the way her flesh bounced and rippled with each plunge. He thrust upwards to meet her, his hips bucking violently, trying to get deeper into her rectum.

Valerie moaned loudly, her head thrown back, her eyes closed, completely lost in the pleasure of the moment. "Fuck me, Zane! Pound that fucking meat inside me!" she screamed, her voice raw and hoarse.

Her son complied, drilling into her even more furiously. He suddenly sat up in the seat, throwing her arms around her and she did the same, clinging onto her boy, drawing him in to her squishy flesh like a sponge absorbing water. Their lips clashed together in a primal, intense kiss, their tongues dueling with each other's.

Their hips jerked frenziedly, stirring Zane's cock around inside his mother's hot bowels. The car rocked with their combined movements, the storm outside seeming to match the intensity of their passion. They were lost in their own little universe of desire and lust, the car their stage for their wild anal passion.

Valerie felt her orgasm building like a tidal wave, her body tensing and her ass clenching around her son's cock with suctioning pressure. She could feel his cock throbbing inside her, the veins pulsing along his pink, muscular shaft.

"Oh, Zane!" Valerie screamed, gripping her son's shoulders with all her might as she plunged down onto his cock, her anal walls rippling and squeezing around him in a powerful and pleasurable grip.

"Fuck, mom!" Zane roared back, his face contorted in a snarl of intense passion. He felt her climax building inside him, the warmth and wetness of her ass flooding him with sensations beyond his wettest dreams.

"Give me everything you've got!" Valerie demanded, her voice hoarse with lust.

Zane increased his pace, fucking his mom hard and fast, making her bounce wildly on his lap. "I'm close!" he grunted, his balls tightening and his cock throbbing.

Valerie moaned, her own orgasm surging through her, her ass clenching and unclenching around her son's cock in rhythmic waves. "Cum with me, baby!" she pleaded, her voice nearly screaming.

"I'm cumming, mom!" Zane bellowed, his cock pulsating as it released its hot, thick load deep inside his mother's bowels.

Their bodies shook, their orgasms rippling through them like electrical currents, connecting them in ways they never thought possible.

"Oh, fuck!" Valerie cried out, her ass twitching around Zane's cock as he filled her with his hot goo.

Their movements slowed, their bodies stilled, their hearts pounding in sync. Zane reclined in the seat and guided his mother back against him. For a while, they laid there, lost in the aftermath of their intense lovemaking, their bodies drenched in sweat, their faces flushed and their yes closed. Valerie traced her fingers along the beads of sweat on her son's chest, her heart swelling with love and pride.

"I love you, Zane," she whispered, her voice trembling with emotion. "Thank you for being my rock, my support, and my lover. You're everything I could ever want in a man."

Zane smiled, his eyes locked onto his mother's, his heart swelling with love and gratitude. "I love you too, mom. You're everything I could ever want in a woman. I'll do anything for you, always."

They shared a tender kiss, their lips melting into each other's, their tongues dancing with passion.

Two days later, while engaged in a furiously-wild fuck with Zane, Valerie's water broke and she went into labor. Her son quickly drove her to the hospital, where she was immediately taken into the delivery room. The amount of semen that leaked from her vagina before the babies were born definitely raised the eyebrows of the doctor and nurse on duty.

Valerie gave birth to beautiful twin baby girls. Her and Zane gazed down at their tiny daughters. One was covered in dark hair, just like Zane, while the other had a head full of Valerie's golden locks. They both had the same piercing blue eyes, like a mix of both their parents.

"They're perfect," Valerie whispered, her voice breaking with emotion. Zane didn't say anything, just held her hand tightly. He could feel the emotions that were surging through her, her love for these babies as deep as the ocean.

Zane was a huge help to his mother at home, both with the new babies and with the hunger for cock that burned between Valerie's legs. The two if them fucked furiously, in every room of the house. Their passion was like a wildfire, relentless and insatiable, burning through each room with a ferocity that left them breathless and spent. Every surface was marked with their love, every corner filled with their frantic desire. It was a symphony of flesh and longing, a dance that swept them away and left them craving more.

THE END