Mom's Cocksman Pt. 04

This story is purely fictional and all characters are over the age of 18. This fictional work contains scenes of fictional incest or fictional incest content. This story is the property of the author.

Please read parts 1 - 3 for context.

The following Sunday, Lynne woke up early, her body alive with anticipation for what was to come. She had been fantasizing for weeks about giving her virgin son Paul the ultimate gift and today was the day it would happen - her tight, wet pussy gripping his virgin cock and teaching him how to fulfill her naughty dreams.

As quietly as possible, Lynne slipped out of bed, leaving her snoring husband behind. She padded into the ensuite bathroom and began her preparations to be the perfect lover for her eager boy.

First, she filled the tub with steaming water and soaked in its depths before meticulously washing every inch of her voluptuous body. She paid special attention to her most intimate areas, soaping her heavy breasts until they glistened, lathering her pussy mound and folds until she was slick and tingling.

Next, Lynne focused on carefully shaving her legs and underarms until they were silky smooth. She removed the stubble from her pubis, knowing Paul would appreciate her bald pouting lips. Using a hand mirror, she ensured not a single hair would impede her son's explorations.

After rinsing off, Lynne dried herself and generously applied lotion all over, relishing the way it made her skin glisten. Moving to the vanity, she brushed her hair until it fell in tousled waves around her shoulders, framing her beautiful face. She outlined her eyes lightly and painted her full lips crimson - a wanton look that promised dirty, nasty things. It would cause some gossip at church, but she didn't care today.

Lynne stripped off her robe and slowly and deliberately considered what she should wear on this special day. Something slightly scandalous that Paul would like, but nothing that would draw too much attention from the church ladies whose husbands always stole glances of her when they could. Lynne had a skin-tight white mini dress that barely covered her ass, with a plunging neckline that displayed the tantalizing curves of her huge breasts. But she only wore that at resorts in Mexico.

That reminder her that she still could wear her white fuck-me pumps to complete her look. She ended up choosing her 4 inch heels over her stilettos and was reminded that her son's cock was longer than both heels together. Lynne then found a white lacy bra that accentuated her big Mommy tits perfectly.

She checked her appearance in the mirror and shivered at the wanton, fuckable image she presented. Her giant tits stretched the flimsy material obscenely, her nipples clearly outlined. She would have to wear a sweater to hide her hard nipples because she was sure she would be excited about fucking her son throughout the sermon no matter how boring it was.

Lynne finally decided on a conservative but tight-fitting sleeveless white dress that ended just above her knees. The dress rode up when she sat down but she didn't think Paul would mind. She looked like a conservative MILF in porn movies before they strip and become the center of a teenage boy's fevered fantasies. It was perfect, especially because cock-hungry MILF chose not to wear panties.

"Innocent Paul won't know what hit him. I am going to rock his world, ruin him for all other women. His cock is going to be mine today," she purred to herself, satisfied that she looked stunning. Her son wouldn't be able to keep his hands off her ripe, ready body once she got him home. She couldn't wait to give him the ride of his young life, to finally feel his hard cock splitting her open and driving her to ecstasy.

Spritzing herself with one last mist of aphrodisiac perfume, Lynne exited the bathroom. Her husband looked up from packing his golf bag and did a double take when he saw his wife emerge from the bathroom. "Wow, don't you look amazing this morning," he commented appreciatively, eyeing the way her dress clung to her every curve. "What's the occasion?"

Lynne just gave him a mysterious smile. "Oh, no occasion. I just felt like starting the day off pampering myself and trying to look good."

"Well, I certainly love it too," he chuckled, pecking her on the cheek.

"You'll have to save some of that sexy energy for me later tonight."

"Count on it, darling," Lynne purred, though secretly she knew her pussy would be far too exhausted and satisfied from fucking her son all afternoon to even consider giving it up to her husband.

Just then, Paul's poked his head in, already dressed for church. "I'm ready when you are. Wow... Mom." he stuttered.

"I know, right Paul. Your Mom looks great! See you at church in a few."

"Uh, yeah dad. Beautiful. We'll see you over there."

Sitting in the church pews was almost unbearable for Paul. He kept looking at his watch, anxious for the service to end and the fun to begin. His Mom kept crossing and uncrossing her sexy legs which made Paul so hard he had to adjust himself several times.

As the sermon droned on, Lynne couldn't resist teasing Paul further. She leaned over to whisper in his ear, her hot breath sending shivers down his spine. "Are you enjoying the view, sweetie?" she purred, letting her hand brush against his thigh.

Paul gulped, his face flushing red. "M-Mom, what are you doing?" he whispered back, glancing nervously at the other churchgoers.

Lynne just winked and settled back in her seat, a satisfied smirk playing on her lips. She could feel Paul's eyes burning into her, drinking in every curve and swell of her body. His obvious arousal only heightened her own excitement.

When the service finally ended, Lynne stood up slowly, making sure to bend over just enough to give Paul a tantalizing glimpse down her dress. "Ready to go home, honey?"

As Paul entered his bedroom holding hands with his Mother, his heart was racing with anticipation. "Come here, baby. It's time for your maiden voyage into the world of intercourse."

With a tantalizingly slow kiss, Lynne prepared to take her son's virginity. After weeks of training and teasing, this was the moment of truth. The Mother and son locked lips in a fiery French kiss. After tongue kissing lewdly for a few long minutes, Lynne told her son to start undressing her. She grabbed his belt as he unzipped her dress. In moments, they were naked in Paul's bedroom about to fuck for the first time.

To start, Lynne had her son lay down on his back, his erection on prominent display. Lynne's heart pounded excitedly as she gazed down and watched her hand travel the length of Paul's dreamy cock. She squeezed up and down the meaty stalk, with perfect corkscrew strokes.

Lynne straddled Paul's hips, positioning herself over his throbbing erection. She gazed into his eyes, full of lust and anticipation. "Are you ready, baby?" she purred. "Mommy's going to make you feel so good."

Paul nodded eagerly, his hands gripping her waist. Lynne slowly lowered herself onto his cock, gasping as she felt him stretch and fill her. "Oh god, Paul," she moaned. "You feel amazing inside me."

She began to ride him, her hips rolling in a sensual rhythm. Paul's eyes were glued to her bouncing breasts as she moved above him. He reached up to cup them, pinching her nipples gently.

"That's it, honey," Lynne encouraged. "Touch me. Make me feel good."

She increased her pace, fucking him harder. Lynne's moans grew louder as she rode Paul faster and harder. Her body was on fire with desire, and her son's cock was hitting all the right spots. She leaned down to kiss him, their tongues twirling in a passionate dance.

Paul could feel himself getting closer and closer to the edge, but he didn't want it to end yet. He wanted to make his Mother orgasm first. He reached up for her hips and began jackhammering into her with long thrusts.

Lynne gasped in surprise, but quickly surrendered to the pleasure of being dominated by her son. Paul thrust into her with wild abandon, their bodies moving in perfect sync.

Lynne was grinding on Paul's cock like a shameless whore. The boy himself was insane with lust as he watched his Mom's giant tits bounce around above him as worked his cock.

"Oh, fuck, I can't stand it, baby... I'm cumming! Cuummiiinnggg!" the Mother suddenly cried out. Lynne's entire body seemed to convulse as pleasure shot through her loins, causing her pussy to spew orgasmic fuckjuice all over her son's cock. Her pretty face continued to contort with lust as she felt the hot stabbing thrusts of her son's prick.

"Oh Mom! I'm close. Can I cum inside of you? Please, you're going to make me cum so hard!" Paul begged as he neared his climax. Lynne cried out Paul's name as she kept cumming on his cock. This triggered her son's own release.

They collapsed onto the bed, panting and sweating from their intense lovemaking. Lynne turned to face Paul with a satisfied smile on her face.

"You're amazing, honey," she purred, stroking his cheek lovingly. "I'm so proud of you." Paul blushed with pride and contentment. He never imagined that he would lose his virginity to his own Mother, but it was like a dream come true.

As they lay together cuddled in post-coital bliss, Lynne couldn't help but wonder what new adventures they would embark on next in their taboo relationship.

Paul wasn't done yet though and he climbed on top of his gorgeous naked Mother. Lynne let out a surprised squeal that quickly turned into a moan as he pinned her wrists above her head, his already hardening cock slipping back inside her soaked pussy.

"I want to be inside you forever Mom," he growled as he leaned down for a kiss. Their tongues tangled together as their bodies moved in rhythm with each other. Paul thrust into his Mother's wet heat while she responded hard and fast, both of them lost in the pleasure they were giving each other.

Lynne trailed kisses along Paul's jawline and down his neck before nipping at his earlobe. "You feel so good inside me," she whispered hotly.

"Your pussy is amazing," Paul replied breathlessly. He wanted to tell her how much he loved feeling her wrapped tightly around him but the words got stuck in his throat.

They continued moving together until they were both teetering on the edge again. Lynne arched her back, pressing her breasts against Paul's muscular chest as she felt her climax building. She wrapped her legs tightly around his waist, pulling him even deeper inside her.

"Oh god, Paul... I'm so close," she moaned, her nails digging into his shoulders.

Paul increased his pace, pounding into her relentlessly. The wet sounds of their coupling filled the room, mingling with their gasps and moans. He could feel his Mother's inner walls clenching around him, drawing him closer to his own release.

"Cum for me, Mom," he growled, reaching between their bodies to rub her clit. "I want to feel you cum on my cock."

His words and touch sent Lynne over the edge. She cried out in ecstasy, her body shuddering beneath him as waves of pleasure crashed over her.

Paul's movements became more frantic as he chased his own release. "Me too, Mom. Can I... inside you?"

Lynne nodded frantically. "Yes baby, cum inside Mommy. Fill me up!"

With a guttural groan, Paul slammed into her one final time, his cock pulsing as he emptied himself deep in his Mother's welcoming pussy. The feeling of his hot seed flooding her pushed Lynne over the edge and she cried out in ecstasy, her inner walls clenching rhythmically around him.

They clung to each other as their bodies shook with the intensity of their orgasms before collapsing onto the bed in a tangled heap. Lynne lay on top of her son, both of them breathing in ecstasy.

Once they regained their composure, Lynne shared the lesson plan for the upcoming week. "Now tomorrow after school, you need to come home immediately so we can practice some more before your dad gets home. Every day before you go to work at the store, we are going to set the timer and practice for 30 minutes. Then next Sunday, you will have your final lesson before we go off to look at colleges. A week from today, you will know what it's like to be in your Mother's ass."

"Oh Mom! I'm hard again. I want to make you cum one more time. How many times did you just cum Mom.... Can we keep track of your orgasms just like we count my strokes?" Paul asked somewhat innocently.

Lynne pulled her 18 year-old son into a deep, sensual kiss, her tongue probing his mouth. Her hands roamed his muscular chest and abs before boldly grasping his once again rock-hard cock.

"Mmm, you're so big and ready for me," she purred. "I just had two amazing orgasms and I am ready for a few more young man. I'm gonna make you feel so fucking good too."

She pushed him onto his back and straddled him, rubbing her wet pussy along his sinewy shaft. Then with a wicked grin, she lifted her hips and slowly impaled herself on his thick rod.

"Oh fuck yes, baby," Lynne moaned as he stretched and filled her. "You're so deep in Mommy's tight little cunt."

Paul groaned in ecstasy, overwhelmed by the incredible sensation of being inside a woman's hot, slippery core.

"That's it, let Mom work this big cock. They'll be plenty of opportunities for learning, but right now I'm gonna drain these big man balls dry."

Lynne showed her skill, fucking him fast and deep, greedily taking her own son's virginity. The taboo thrill of it only heightened Paul's pleasure. In no time, he felt his orgasm building to an explosive peak.

"Mom! I'm gonna cum!" he warned.

"Yes, baby, cum for Mommy!" Lynne gazed into his eyes and slammed down on his cock. "Fill me up with your hot teenage seed!"

After sharing his climax with one of her own, Lynne collapsed on top of her 18 year-old, both of them gasping for breath in the afterglow. She cradled his face and gave him a tender kiss.

"You did so well, honey. And this is just the beginning," she smiled. "I'm gonna train you to be an incredible cocksman. By the time I'm done with you, you'll be a sexual god that all women want although I will be all of the woman you want or need."

Paul grinned, delirious with excitement to continue his erotic training with his super-hot Mom. Over the next few afternoons, Lynne and her son spent hours in the master bedroom for Paul's sexual training. There in the bed she shared with her husband, Lynne would select a few positions from the Kama Sutra for them to attempt that day.

The incestuous lovers began with the easier, basic positions but over the week, their favorites were the ones that requires a certain amount of strength and flexibility. As fit fuck partners, Lynne and Paul were willing to try everything that would elevate their pleasure. It was a blur of sexual bliss from "the Rider" which had his Mom on her haunches riding him at a frantic pace to "the Close Up" which was a variation of spooning with Lynne's legs locked outside of his for greater pleasure to "the Nirvana" for shallower penetration and more clitoral stimulation for the horny Mom's best orgasms.

Eventually, the super-fit, athletic lovers did "the Indian Handstand" and "the Lustful Leg" which both required strength and flexibility. In every position, Lynne coached Paul on how to angle his hips for maximum penetration and G-spot stimulation. She patiently guided his rhythm and pace, and how to hold each sexual pose with perfect form but Paul was a quick study and they enjoyed all of the pleasures that they could imagine.

They used copious amounts of lube to keep things slick and sensual with all of the hours of love friction. Lynne always made sure her pussy was glistening and ready, and she loved slathering Paul's hard young cock with lube until it gleamed.

The kitchen timer on the nightstand was a challenge for Paul to last longer in each session with his Mom trainer. Lynne would set it for 10 minutes to start and have Paul thrust away until the bell rang. Then 15 minutes, 20, and all the way to 30. By the end of the week, Paul was confident he could last beyond 30 minutes depending on what his Mom did. Sometimes she coaxed him slowly along and sometimes she would get him so excited his cock was bursting cum at the end of the session and he has to go to work with a sticky but pleasurable mess in his pants.

On Saturday morning, Paul's dad unexpectedly was asked to play golf and he jumped at the chance. "If I play today and tomorrow, it will be a test to see if I can shoot my best score." He told his wife.

"That's great honey. A test to see if you can shoot your best score sounds like a great way to spend the morning." She repeated, her gaze never leaving Paul's excited face.

A half hour later, the 18 year-old was inside of his Mother for the sixth day in a row with no end in sight. "Come on baby, you can do it," Lynne would encourage as Paul pistoned in and out of her, sweat dripping down his abs, fighting the urge to cum. "Keep that cock hard for Mommy. Make me proud, make me cum."

His hard rod glided into her effortlessly, his glans nudging the head of her cervix on every thrust. The skillful squeeze of his Mom's love tunnel around his peter-flesh put his stamina to the ultimate test.

With hours to play, they fucked in positions like Butterfly, with Lynne's ankles up by his ears and Paul slamming into her soaked pussy lips. Lynne's favorite was Balancing Act, where Paul held her up impaled on his cock, bouncing her on his shaft using just the strength of his arms and hips. She loved using his virility for their mutual pleasure.

All week long, the developing stud would give his Mom more and more orgasms, watching her pretty face grimace with pleasure and making her high pitched screams ring out through the entire house.

The timer continued ticking away, some sessions ending with Lynne praising her son's growing prowess before rewarding him with a massive, toe-curling orgasm. She would milk his cock with her velvety walls, coaxing out every last drop, before scooping up his seed and licking it lustfully from her fingers.

On this day, they had the time to cuddle and kiss tenderly after fucking vigorously for more than an hour, Paul's head pillowed on his Mom's bountiful tit-cushions. "You're learning so fast," she would cooed. "At this rate, Mom will be getting that special prize I promised you if you become a true stud, a skilled cocksman... Do you want to know what it is? I think you may have earned the right to know what my kinky little surprise for you is going to be. Like I said, better than any trophy you will ever win." Lynne said looking into her son's wide eyes.

Lynne loved jewelry which is why she loved the nipple rings her son had gotten her. Now the horny Mom was thinking that she would get her pussy pierced and her nipples, all for the pleasure she would share with her lover son. Paul grinned in anticipation, his cock already stirring for another vigorous round.

"Honey, let me get up, I'll be right back." The blonde MILF knew just how to move in the sexiest ways, leaving the 18 year-old throbbing with desire.

When she returned moments later, she was wearing the temporary nipple rings he had gotten her. "I loved the nipple rings you got for me. For your original prize for becoming a cocksman, I was going to pierce my pussy for you. But now, I think I might pierce my pussy and my nipples for you."

"Oh Mom! That would be so hot. But won't it hurt? And what will dad say?"

Lynne chuckled softly, her blue eyes twinkling with mischief. "Oh sweetie, a little pain is worth it for the pleasure we'll share. As for your father..." She trailed off, running her fingers through Paul's hair. "What he doesn't know won't hurt him. This is our special secret, remember?"

She leaned in close, her breath hot against Paul's ear. "Just imagine how sensitive I'll be, how my pussy will squeeze you even tighter. And these..." She cupped her heavy breasts, thumbing the temporary rings. "You'll be able to tug on them while you fuck me, drive me wild."

Paul groaned, his cock twitching against Lynne's thigh. "God, Mom, you're so hot. I can't believe how lucky I am."

"Mmm, we're both lucky, baby," Lynne purred, her hand sliding down to wrap around Paul's hardening shaft. "Now, why don't you show Mommy just how much you appreciate her?"

Paul didn't need to be told twice. With a growl of desire, he rolled Lynne onto her back, settling between her spread thighs. He teased her entrance with his cock, coating it in her abundant wetness before slowly pushing inside.

Lynne gasped, arching her back as her son filled her completely. "That's it, baby," she moaned. "Fill Mommy up with that big cock."

Paul started to move, his hips pistoning in a steady rhythm. He lowered his head to capture one of Lynne's nipples in his mouth, tugging gently on the temporary ring with his teeth. The dual sensations of his cock stretching her pussy and his mouth on her breast had Lynne writhing in pleasure.

"Oh god, Paul!" she cried out. "You feel so good inside me. Fuck me harder, baby. Show Mommy what a stud you've become."

Spurred on by her words, Paul increased his pace, driving into her with powerful thrusts. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room, punctuated by their shared moans and gasps of pleasure.

Lynne wrapped her legs around Paul's waist, pulling him in deeper with each thrust. Her nails raked down his back as she felt her orgasm building. "That's it, baby. Right there. Don't stop!"

Paul could feel his Mother's pussy clenching around him, her walls fluttering as she approached her peak. He gritted his teeth, determined to hold out until she came. "Come on, Mom," he grunted. "Cum for me. I want to feel you squeeze my cock."

With a cry of ecstasy, Lynne's back arched off the bed as her orgasm crashed over her. Her pussy clamped down on Paul's cock, milking him as waves of pleasure coursed through her body.

"Oh, Paul, you make me feel so fucking sexy," Lynne panted, her eyes locked on his as she continued to receive the delicious pounding from her son. "I want you cumming inside your Mom's tight, juicy cunt... feeling that hot, young cum filling me up... it's the best thing I've ever done. I love it!"

Paul growled, his hands gripping her waist tightly as he fought to hold back his climax. He wanted to keep her on the edge, to make her cum over and over again. "That's it, Mom, fuck that cock, be my slut and cum for me!"

In the frenzied fuck-a-thon, hearing herself be called a slut by her son set Lynne's body off and she lost herself in a deep spasming orgasm. Feeling this triggered Paul's cock to erupt inside her. Lynne cried out in bliss as she felt Paul's hot seed flooding her womb. Her legs tightened around him, keeping him buried deep as they rode out their shared climax together.

"Oh fuck, Mom," Paul groaned, his hips jerking as he emptied himself into her welcoming depths. "That was incredible."

Lynne panted, her chest heaving as she came down from her high. She ran her fingers through Paul's sweat-dampened hair, a satisfied smile on her face. "You were amazing, baby. Such a good boy for Mommy."

They lay there for a few moments, basking in the afterglow. Paul's softening cock was still nestled inside her, neither wanting to break their intimate connection just yet.

Finally, Lynne gave her son a playful pat on the ass. "Alright stud. We need to get cleaned up before your dad gets home."

As a Paul's final week of training began, his Mom constantly aroused and motivated him, Lynne began sending him naughty pictures, videos and texts throughout the day.

While Paul sat in class trying to focus on his schoolwork, his phone would buzz with a new message from Mom. He'd discreetly check it under his desk and nearly choke at the sight of Lynne's huge tits barely contained by a lacy bra, or her tight ass bent over in a thong, or a close-up of her freshly-shaved, glistening pussy.

"Getting wet thinking about you... Can't wait for our next lesson," the accompanying text would read. Or "Mommy's clit is so swollen for her big stud. Only a few more days and we will be alone in a hotel room together."

Paul's cock would immediately swell painfully hard in his jeans. He'd squirm in his seat, unable to concentrate on anything but the throbbing between his legs and the dirty images seared into his brain.

Other times, Lynne would send short video clips of her sensually applying lipstick before puckering and blowing a kiss to the camera. Or lotion rubbed into her legs and cleavage. Or her fingers dipping into her folds beneath her short skirt.

"Touching myself thinking of you," she'd message. "Thinking about how good it will feel to have you in my ass. No cumming until then, baby."

Paul would grip his phone white-knuckled, his balls aching with pent-up need, barely holding on amid the relentless teasing.

Knowing she was a few hours from giving her asshole to her son, Lynne was tingling inside. Paul was an 18 year-old who was about to have a mind-blowing experience -- fucking his hot big titted mom in the ass. It would be his final sex lesson but only the beginning of a sex adventure he never could have imagined.

They were just outside of the church waiting for Paul's father to arrive. He had stopped to buy some new golf balls which gave Lynne the chance to tease her son. She was wearing a form-fitting sundress that clung to her curves, accentuating her ample breasts and shapely hips.

As they stood in the warm sunshine, Lynne leaned in close to Paul, her lips brushing his ear. "I hope you're ready for your final lesson, baby," she purred. "Mommy's going to teach you everything about pleasing a woman's most intimate place."

Paul swallowed hard, his pants suddenly feeling far too tight. He glanced around nervously, worried someone might overhear.

"Mom, we're at church," he whispered urgently.

Lynne just laughed, a sultry sound that sent shivers down Paul's spine.

"That just makes it more exciting, doesn't it?" She reached down and gave his ass a firm squeeze. "I can't wait to feel you inside me, stretching me open," Lynne whispered, her lips brushing against Paul's earlobe. "I've been preparing all day, making sure I'm nice and ready for you."

Paul's breath caught in his throat, his heart pounding. He could feel himself hardening, straining against his slacks. The thought of his mother preparing herself for him was almost too much to bear.

"How... how did you prepare?" he asked, his voice barely audible.

Lynne's eyes sparkled with mischief. She glanced around to make sure no one was within earshot, then leaned in close again.

"I've been wearing an ass plug, baby," she breathed. "Stretching myself out, getting my tight little hole ready for your big super cock."

Paul let out a strangled groan, his hands clenching into fists at his sides. He wanted nothing more than to take her right there, to bend her over in the church parking lot and claim her ass as his own. But he knew they had to wait, had to maintain the facade of normalcy until they could be alone.

Lynne noticed his struggle and smiled wickedly. She loved seeing the effect she had on him, loved pushing him to the brink of his control.

"Just a little longer, sweetie," she cooed, running her hand down his chest. "Once we get home, Mommy's going to make you feel so good."

Just then, they spotted Paul's father pulling into the parking lot. Lynne quickly stepped back, smoothing her dress and adopting an innocent expression. But as his father approached, she couldn't resist teasing. "Remember," she murmured, just loud enough for Paul to hear, "Mommy's ass belongs to you now. I can't wait for you to claim it."

Paul's face flushed crimson as his father joined them, oblivious to the electric tension between mother and son. Throughout the church service, Paul could barely focus, his mind consumed with vivid fantasies of what awaited him at home. Every time Lynne shifted in her seat, he imagined the plug inside her, preparing her tight hole for him.

When they finally arrived home, Lynne pressed Paul against the wall, her voluptuous body molding to his the moment the door closed.

"Are you ready for me, baby?" she purred, grinding her hips against his obvious erection. "Ready to fuck Mommy's ass? Do you want to stick this nice hard cock up my asshole?" Lynne suggested casually as if she was proposing they watch TV. "Would you like that, darling?"

Paul could only nod, overwhelmed by desire. Lynne took his hand, leading him upstairs. The 18 year-old had the body to handle all that his mom had to offer because of what she taught him but his head was completely in another dimension. He couldn't believe that his life had become such an erotic, forbidden sexual adventure with the hottest woman on the planet.

Paul thought he might pass out as all the blood rushed from his head to his groin at his Mom's indecent proposal. "Oh God, Mom, yes please," he moaned shamelessly, the taboo perversity of it overwhelming any hesitation. "I wanna fuck your ass so bad."

"Mmm, good," Lynne approved. "You're so big, I'm gonna ride you with my ass until you pump it full of your sweet cum. But first, let me go pull out the plug while you get some lube."

Back in Paul's bed, the naked mom and son warmed up with some kissing and touching but they were already so amped up that they couldn't wait any longer for the main event.

Lifting up onto her haunches, Lynne reached between their bodies to position the swollen head of Paul's cock at her crinkled hole. She slowly began to sink down, her sphincter muscles spasming and then stretching obscenely around Paul's girth as she impaled herself on his unyielding cockhead and shaft.

They both groaned at the incredible sensation - Paul at the tight, silky heat engulfing him and Lynne at the delicious burn and pressure of being filled completely.

"Oh fuck Mom, your asshole feels amazing," Paul panted as his mom slowly rode up and down his length, taking more and more cock into her forbidden hole. "So fucking tight, ungh!"

"That's it baby, give me that big cock," Lynne encouraged gutturally, splaying her hands on Paul's chest. "Put some more lube on your delicious cock so that I can start to really bounce on you."

As she worked toward riding him with abandon, Paul matched Lynne's thrusts with his own desperate upward lunges. The smacking of their bodies colliding and the slick squelches of her hole accepting his cock filled the room, underscored by their needy moans.

"That's it baby!" Lynne encouraged breathlessly, grinding down harder on his pummeling shaft. "Plow Mom's tight asshole! Uh fuck, I'm getting close!"

Inside Lynne's ass, the teen's thick cock was stretching and stimulating her sensitive rectal walls with each deep thrust. The rimmed head of his shaft dragged deliciously along her crinkled inner lining, sending sparks of pleasure through her core.

Lynne's anal cavity was slick and searing hot, her body producing extra lubrication to ease the passage of such a large intrusion. The wet squelches and obscene slurps of her hole swallowing Paul's dick echoed the electric friction of their pumping union, so fast and hard.

Paul felt like he could feel every ridge, fold and vein of his Mother's bowels gripping him like a vise as he pounded into her, chasing his climax. The intensity of the snug, slick friction was almost too much to bear. Her forbidden passage seemed to mold itself to Paul's thrusting cock like a slick velvety glove, as if his Mom's ass was made solely to sheathe him.

Deep in Lynne's guts, Paul's cockhead was rubbing repeatedly over a special spot that made her see stars - her anal G-spot. The spongy bundle of nerves sent jolts of ecstasy radiating through her pelvis each time it was stimulated by his relentless thrusts.

The taboo pleasure built and built, Lynne's rectal muscles starting to quiver and contract erratically around Paul's plunging shaft as her orgasm approached.

Her ass felt impossibly full, stuffed to the brim, her grandson's steely hardness touching her in places she never dreamed possible.

Just when she thought she couldn't take anymore, Paul leaned up to bite down on one of her rubbery nipples and slammed into her ass one last time, grinding his pubic bone against her spread cheeks as he exploded deep in her forbidden hole with a muffled groan.

Lynne felt her son's cock swell and pulse as it began to spew what felt like buckets of hot, thick seed into her spasming bowels. The sensation of her ass being flooded with his cum pushed her over the edge into the most intense climax of her life.

"FUCK, I'm cumming on your cock. Pump my asshole full!" Lynne wailed, not caring how loud she was being. Her anal ring clamped down rhythmically around Paul's spurting shaft, milking him for every last drop as her body shook and convulsed with pleasure.

Bucking upward, Paul grunted and whimpered around the spongy, heavy flesh of Lynne's tit as he pumped jet after jet of hot, thick cum deep into her clenching asshole. His cock throbbed and jerked inside her impossibly tight chute as it milked what felt like a gallon of cum into her rectal walls.

"Oh fuck Paul, I can feel you flooding my guts with your cum!" she sobbed rapturously, grinding her hips down to take him even deeper. "Pump it all up in there, fill my ass to the brim!"

Paul could only moan incoherently in response, his face still buried in her rippling cleavage as he bucked and shuddered through the intense sensations.

His balls ached as they emptied themselves completely into his Mother's forbidden hole, each spurt sending shockwaves of pleasure through his entire body.

For long, blissful moments, the illicit couple clung to each other as they rode out the aftershocks, Paul's softening cock still twitching sporadically in Lynne's cum-slicked rear passage.

Lynne cooed and pressed sweet kisses all over her son's face. Finally, with a lewd squelch, Paul slipped free of her stretched, puffy anus, a river of pearly semen immediately beginning to leak out and dribble down the insides of her thighs. Lynne reached back to catch some of the overflow, and rub it on her clit. Her body shook from the additional stimulation after a mind-blowing orgasm.

With a grunt of effort, Lynne lifted herself off of Paul's lap, more jizz oozing out of her gaping asshole and spattering obscenely onto the floor. She wobbled a bit on unsteady legs before bending to retrieve her clothes.

"That was incredible, Mom," Paul said hoarsely once he'd caught his breath. "I can't believe we just did that. You're so beautiful and sexy...."

Lynne chuckled, her huge tits swinging as she gathered her things. "Oh my sweet Paul, I'm just getting started with you," she promised sultrily. "In just over 24 hours we are going to be on a plane and you will be fucking all of your Mother's holes non-stop. We may even have to cancel some of your campus tours or at least figure out how to have a little fun while we are looking around. You need SO much more practice to become Mommy's cocksman but you are clearly well on your way."

After they checked into their hotel room in Los Angeles, Lynne was on her son as soon as the door had latched behind them, shoving him against the wall and attacking his mouth with her own. College be damned, Paul was about to receive his real education.

"Mmmph!" Paul grunted in surprise, but quickly melted into the kiss, opening for his Mother's plundering tongue. They dueled sloppily, all panting breaths and clashing teeth, hands groping everywhere.

"I'm gonna fuck you so good," Lynne growled into his mouth between biting kisses. "Gonna work your balls and have you pump me full of cum, baby."

"Yes, fuck yes," Paul babbled, his brain short-circuiting with need. He grabbed two handfuls of his Mother's plush ass, kneading the fleshy globes. "I wanna be inside you so bad."

Lynne wrenched away with a gasp and spun them around, giving Paul a shove so that he landed on the bed on his back. She crawled over him predatorily, her huge tits swaying in the wispy lace.

"Beg Mommy for it," she commanded breathily, straddling his waist and grinding her soaked pussy lips along his aching shaft. "Beg me to fuck you with my hot cunt."

"Please Mom, please let me fuck you!" Paul said desperately, almost out of his mind with lust. He bucked his hips up, seeking more delicious friction. "I wanna be in your tight pussy forever. Teach me, use me for your pleasure!"

"Eventually honey, but not quite yet Paul. I brought a special outfit to wear for you tonight. Our first special night together. I knew I could wear something naughty for you because no one will recognize us here."

Lynne had brought the skin-tight white mini dress that she had wanted to wear for Paul the day she took his virginity. It barely covered her ass, with a plunging neckline that displayed the tantalizing curves of her huge breasts. She also brought her white fuck-me pump stilettos to finish the look. She had decide to wear this outfit for her son on their first night out together, trying to make it a little like a honeymoon of sorts.

"Paul, this is a little bit like our honeymoon. You owned my ass the other day and now we are an official couple in a way. Let me go change into the special outfit I want to wear for you honey. Remember us Moms need some seduction and sensuality. It can't be hard fucking all the time... Although I do love fucking your relentless monster cock."

Paul's heart raced as he watched his mother saunter towards the bathroom, her hips swaying hypnotically. He could hardly believe this was happening - that his ultimate fantasy was becoming reality.

"Don't you dare touch yourself while I'm gone," Lynne called over her shoulder with a wink. "I want you nice and worked up for me."

Paul groaned, his cock straining painfully against his jeans. Every second felt like an eternity as he waited, imagining what his mother might look like in her "special outfit."

Finally, the bathroom door creaked open. Paul's jaw dropped as Lynne emerged, a vision in white. The mini dress clung to every luscious curve, leaving little to the imagination. Her legs seemed to go on forever, ending in those sky-high stilettos.

"Well? What do you think, baby?" Lynne purred.

Paul's eyes raked hungrily over his mother's body, drinking in every tantalizing detail. The white dress hugged her curves like a second skin, the hem barely covering the swell of her ass. Her breasts strained against the plunging neckline, threatening to spill out with each breath.

"Holy shit, Mom," Paul breathed, his cock throbbing almost painfully. "You look... fuck, I don't even have words."

Lynne smirked, clearly pleased by his reaction. She sauntered towards him, hips swaying seductively with each step. "I'm glad you approve, baby. I wanted to look extra special for our first night alone together. We have all night."

She climbed onto the bed, crawling towards Paul with feline grace. Her breasts swayed enticingly, threatening to slip free of the tight dress. Paul's hands itched to touch her.

Lynne straddled Paul's lap, her dress riding up to reveal a tantalizing glimpse of white lace panties underneath. She ground her hips slowly against his straining erection, eliciting a strangled moan from her son.

"Does this feel good, baby?" she purred, leaning in close so her lips brushed his ear. "Do you like how Mommy moves on your big, hard cock?"

"Fuck yes," Paul gasped, his hands gripping her waist tightly. "You're so fucking sexy, Mom. I can't believe this is real."

Lynne chuckled low in her throat, nipping at his earlobe. "Oh, it's very real, sweetheart. And we're just getting started. We're going to go out and get some food and you're going to show me off and show everyone that you own me and get to bring me home and use me."

Paul's eyes widened as he processed his mother's words. "Go out? Like this?" he asked, gesturing to her provocative outfit.

Lynne grinned mischievously. "Exactly like this. I want everyone to see how lucky you are." She ground her hips against him again, eliciting a groan. "And I want you thinking about what's waiting for you when we get back."

Paul swallowed hard, his cock throbbing at the thought. "Fuck, Mom. You're going to kill me."

"Oh no, baby. I'm going to make you feel more alive than ever," Lynne purred. She climbed off his lap, adjusting her dress. "Now come on, let's go show Mommy off."

They made their way to a nearby upscale restaurant, Lynne's heels clicking on the pavement.

As they walked into the restaurant, all eyes turned to Lynne. Her tight white dress left little to the imagination, hugging every curve of her voluptuous body. Paul felt a surge of pride mixed with intense arousal as he watched heads swivel to follow his mother's swaying hips.

The hostess raised an eyebrow but led them to a secluded booth in the back. Lynne slid in first, her dress riding up to expose a tantalizing expanse of toned thigh. Paul sat across from her, his pants uncomfortably tight.

"See how they're all staring, baby?" Lynne purred, leaning forward so her cleavage threatened to spill out of her low neckline. "They all want me. But only you get to have me."

Paul shifted in his seat, his cock straining against his zipper. "Fuck, Mom.

Paul's voice caught in his throat as he watched his mother lean forward, her breasts nearly spilling out of her tight dress. He could feel the envious stares of the other diners burning into him.

"I know, sweetie," Lynne purred, running her stiletto-clad foot up Paul's leg under the table. "It's so exciting, isn't it? Knowing that everyone wants me, but I'm all yours."

Paul nodded wordlessly, his breath coming faster as Lynne's foot inched higher up his thigh.

When the waiter came, Paul managed to order with only a slight tremor in his voice, even as Lynne's foot found his straining erection under the table. She massaged him gently.

Paul's eyes darted nervously around the dimly lit restaurant. "Mom, everyone's looking at us," he whispered, both thrilled and anxious.

Lynne's eyes sparkled with mischief. "Let them look, baby. I want them all to see what a lucky boy you are." She ran her foot up Paul's calf under the table. "And I want you thinking about what's waiting for you later."

The waiter approached, his eyes widening as he took in Lynne's appearance. She ordered a bottle of champagne with a wink. "We're celebrating tonight."

As they sipped their drinks, Lynne leaned in close. "Tell me, honey. What do you want to do to Mommy when we get back to our room?"

Paul nearly choked. "Jesus, Mom," he hissed, glancing around. His face flushed as he leaned in closer, his voice dropping to a husky whisper. "I want to peel that dress off you slowly, kissing every inch of skin as I reveal it. Then I want to bend you over and fuck you from behind while I grab those perfect tits."

Lynne's eyes darkened with lust. She licked her lips, her foot resuming its teasing motions under the table. "Mmm, that sounds hot baby. What else?"

Paul's cock throbbed almost painfully as he continued, emboldened by the champagne and his mother's encouragement. "I want to taste your pussy, to make you cum on my tongue over and over. Then I want you to ride me, those gorgeous tits bouncing as you fuck yourself on my cock."

"Oh Paul," Lynne purred, her cheeks flushed.

Lynne's eyes smoldered as she leaned in even closer, her voice a sultry whisper. "Mmm, you naughty boy. I can't wait to feel your tongue on my pussy. And I'm going to ride you so hard, baby. I'll bounce on that big cock of yours until we both cum."

Paul groaned softly, his pants now uncomfortably tight. "Fuck, Mom. I don't know if I can wait until we get back to the hotel."

Lynne's foot continued its teasing under the table, stroking along his inner thigh. "You'll have to be patient, sweetie. Good things come to those who wait." She winked. "And I promise, it will be very, very good."

The rest of dinner passed quickly as Lynne and her son prolonged the anticipation. But soon they felt the urgency of a newly married couple who wanted to consummate their union with intense sex.

As they hurried back to their hotel room, the sexual tension between Lynne and Paul was electric. Lynne's heels clicked rapidly on the sidewalk as Paul practically dragged her along, his grip firm on her hand.

Once inside the elevator, Paul pinned his mother against the wall, attacking her neck with hungry kisses. Lynne moaned softly, her hands threading through his hair.

"Easy tiger," she purred. "We're almost there."

The moment their room door closed, clothes started flying. Paul wanted to peel Lynne's dress off her curvy body but she pushed his hands away. Lynne's nimble fingers made quick work of Paul's shirt buttons and soon he was naked and there were a tangle of limbs on the bed.

Paul did manage to pull his mom's dress down and his mouth found Lynne's breast, sucking and nibbling at her hardened nipples.

Lynne arched her back, pressing her breast further into Paul's eager mouth. "That's it baby, suck Mommy's tits," she purred, running her fingers through his hair. "You've been such a good son waiting all through dinner. Now it's time for your reward."

Paul groaned around her nipple, his cock throbbing almost painfully against her thigh. He switched to her other breast, lavishing it with the same attention. Lynne's hand snaked between their bodies, wrapping around Paul's thick shaft. She stroked him slowly, teasingly.

"Is this what you want, sweetheart?" she asked huskily. "Do you want to be inside Mommy's tight pussy?"

"God yes," Paul gasped, releasing her nipple with a wet pop. "Please Mom, I need you so bad."

Lynne smirked, loving the desperation in her son's voice. She rolled them over so she was on top, straddling his hips, her dress hiked up her thighs exposing her wet panties against his shaft.

"Tell me how much you want it," she purred, reaching behind to grasp his cock. She positioned him at her entrance against the panties, just barely letting the tip press against her pussy ring.

Paul bucked his hips, trying to push deeper, but Lynne lifted up to deny him. "Please Mom," he begged. "I want to be inside you more than anything. You're so fucking sexy, I can't stand it. Please let me fuck you."

"Not yet honey." She said with a sultry chuckle and got off the bed pulling her dress back up over her tits. "I want you to treat me like your virgin bride. Your test now is to teach me. I want you to show me what you've learned. I deserve all of the pleasure you can bring to me on our special night."

Lynne pranced for her son in her slinky virgin mini-dress and heels. "Don't you think I look like your mature not-so virgin wife? Does that turn you on?"

Paul's eyes devoured his mother's curvaceous form as she twirled seductively in front of him. The sheer fabric of her dress clung to every luscious curve, leaving little to the imagination. His cock throbbed almost painfully with need.

"God yes, Mom," he groaned. "You're the sexiest woman I've ever seen. I want to worship every inch of you."

Lynne's lips curled into a wicked smile. "Then show me, baby. Start slow. Seduce me like it's our wedding night."

Trembling with desire and nerves, Paul approached her. He cupped her face gently in his hands, marveling at how soft her skin felt. Slowly, he leaned in and pressed his lips to hers in a tender kiss.

Lynne melted against him with a contented sigh. Paul grew bolder, deepening the kiss as he ran his hands down Lynne's sides. He caressed the swell of her hips before sliding back up to cup her heavy breasts through the thin fabric. Lynne arched into his touch with a breathy moan.

"That's it, honey," she purred. "You're doing so well. Now undress me."

With shaking fingers, Paul grasped the zipper at the back of Lynne's dress. He eased it down, revealing inch after tantalizing inch of her smooth, tanned skin. As the dress fell away, he gasped at the sight of her.

"You're perfect," Paul breathed.

"How do you want me honey? Do you want to fuck hard or do you want your Mommy bride to fuck you long and slow?"

Paul's heart raced as he looked at his sexy mother, dressed in white lingerie and waiting for him. He had dreamed of this moment for so long, and now it was finally happening.

"I want you to take me slow," he said, his voice shaking with desire. "I want to savor every moment. I want to make love to you."

Lynne smiled and nodded, pleased with his response. She turned around and bent over, giving Paul a perfect view of her round ass covered in only a lace thong. He couldn't resist reaching out and running his hands over the soft curves. "Come to bed with me," she said.

They climbed onto the bed together, their bodies pressed close as they kissed passionately. Lynne's hands roamed over Paul's body, exploring every inch of him as he did the same to her.

"You're so beautiful Mom," Paul whispered between kisses.

"And you're so handsome my darling son," Lynne replied before capturing his lips again.

Their kisses grew hotter and more urgent as they rolled around on the bed together, their bodies grinding against each other in a frenzy of desire. Paul couldn't believe how good it felt to be inside his mother's arms, to touch her soft skin and kiss her sweet lips.

"Now show me what you would do as my husband," she said with a seductive smile. "As if it was our wedding night."

Paul positioned himself between Lynne's legs, his heart pounding as he gazed down at her perfect body. He slowly pushed forward, gasping as he felt the wet heat of her pussy envelop his cock. Slowing, inch by inch, Paul filled his Mom.

"Oh god, Mom," he moaned. "You feel amazing."

Lynne wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him in deeper. "That's it baby, nice and slow," she purred. "Make love to Mommy."

Paul began to move, thrusting gently as he savored every sensation. He dipped his head to capture one of Lynne's nipples in his mouth, swirling his tongue around the hardened peak. She arched her back, pressing her breast more firmly against his lips.

"Mmm, just like that," Lynne encouraged. "Use your mouth, your hands. Explore every inch of me."

Emboldened by her, Paul positioned himself between her legs, trembling with anticipation. He slowly pushed inside her wet heat, gasping at the incredible sensation. Lynne moaned softly, wrapping her legs around him to pull him deeper.

"That's it baby," she purred. "Nice and slow lover."

Lynne's nipples in his mouth, sucking and nibbling on it as he continued to thrust inside her. She moaned and arched her back, her hands gripping the sheets as she lost herself in pleasure.

Paul's hands roamed over Lynne's body, caressing every curve and dip as he moved inside her. His own pleasure was building steadily, but he wanted to make sure she reached the peak first.

"Tell me what you want," he whispered in her ear.

"I want you to make me cum," Lynne gasped, her voice thick with desire.

With renewed determination, Paul increased his pace even more. He could feel Lynne getting closer and closer, her breath coming in short gasps and her body trembling beneath him.

Finally, with a loud cry of ecstasy, Lynne reached her peak. Her entire body shook with pleasure as she rode out the intense waves coursing through her body. It was a different kind of orgasm. Not the athletic body-ramming, explosive fucking they had shared recently. This was a deep fuck joy that Lynne hadn't felt in a long time and her son had never experienced.

Paul continued to move inside her until she collapsed back onto the bed, panting and spent. As for Paul himself, he couldn't hold on any longer. With a few final desperate thrusts, he found his own release and collapsed onto his Mom, both of them catching their breath as they basked in intimacy.

"That was amazing," she said with a contented sigh. "Yeah," Paul agreed. "I can't believe how good that felt. Oh, Mom."

They snuggled closer together on the bed before eventually drifting off to sleep in each other's arms.

Like newlyweds, Mother and son woke in the middle of the night when Paul's cock was hard again and the couple explored each other's bodies, making love until they were both utterly spent. As the first rays of sunlight began to peek through the curtains, they lay tangled in the sheets, Lynne's head resting on Paul's chest.

"You are really learning how to be a cocksman, honey," Lynne murmured. "I love your cock and our bodies are really good together."

Paul looked at her, his eyes shining with desire and love. "Mom, I never imagined it could be like this." Lynne smiled and leaned to kiss him softly. "We're just getting started. There's so much more I want to show you."

A thrill of excitement ran through Paul at her words. "Like what?" he asked eagerly. Lynne's eyes sparkled mischievously as she looked down at Paul. "Well, I have some ideas for adventures but you need to start taking control and thinking about how you want to use your Mom. Didn't you call me a slut the other day?"

Paul's heart raced at the thought of his Mother being a slut for him. He couldn't deny the rush of excitement it brought him.

"I did." he said, wondering where this was leading.

Lynne ran her fingers teasingly down his body. "Of course I am a slut but you haven't seen that full side of me. We can take things even further."

Paul's cock twitched with renewed interest. Lynne laughed and rolled on top of him, pinning his hands above his head. "Don't worry, baby. I'll make sure you survive. Now, are you ready for our next adventure?"

As they walked through the campus, Paul couldn't help but feel a thrill of excitement and a hint of nervousness at what they might do. He was also reminded that he would be going to college in less than a year and this campus might be his home for the next four years.

Lynne smiled as they made their way to the college admissions office for their scheduled tour. They were a little early so Lynne led her son over to a secluded bench and sat down next to him.

"So here's our first challenge," she said with a twinkle in her eye. "You are going off to college next year and we may not see each other very often. So every campus we visit, we need to make memories so you don't forget about your dear old Mother."

"How could I forget you, Mom? Never. But I'm up for the challenge?" Paul said, feeling curious about the memories they might make together.

Lynne leaned in close, her warm breath tickling Paul's ear as she whispered, "Good. For this campus, I want you to find a quiet spot where we can sneak away for a few minutes. Somewhere private, but with just a hint of danger. Think you can handle that, sweetie?"

Paul's heart raced at her words, his mind immediately conjuring up images of secluded corners and hidden alcoves. He nodded eagerly, "Y-yes, I think I can do that."

"Excellent," Lynne purred, her hand briefly squeezing his thigh before she stood up. "Now, let's go charm that admissions officer and get our tour started. Keep your eyes peeled for the perfect spot."

As they walked into the admissions office, Paul couldn't help but notice how his mother's hips swayed enticingly with each step.

Paul tried to focus on the tour guide's words as they walked around campus, but his mind kept wandering to his mother's challenge. His eyes darted around, searching for secluded spots that might work.

As they passed the library, he noticed a small courtyard tucked away behind the building. It was surrounded by high hedges and looked completely deserted. Paul's pulse quickened. That could be perfect.

He glanced at his mother, who caught his eye and gave him a subtle wink. Somehow she seemed to know exactly what he was thinking.

The tour continued on, with Lynne asking insightful questions about the school's programs. But Paul could sense an underlying tension, an electricity crackling between them.

Finally, as they neared the end of the tour, Paul saw his opportunity. The guide was droning on about the student center when Paul leaned close to his mother and whispered, "I found a spot. Behind the library."

Lynne's eyes lit up with excitement. She nodded almost imperceptibly before turning to the tour guide with a dazzling smile. "This has been so informative, but I'm afraid we need to step away for a moment. Women's troubles," she said with a conspiratorial wink.

The guide blushed and stammered, "O-of course. Take your time. We'll be in the student center when you're ready to rejoin us."

As soon as they were out of sight, Lynne grabbed Paul's hand and pulled him along. "Lead the way, baby," she purred.

Paul's heart pounded as he guided them to the secluded courtyard. Once hidden behind the hedges, Lynne pressed him against the library wall, her body flush against his. Her lips brushed his ear as she whispered, "Good job finding this spot, sweetie. Now, let's make a memory."

Paul's breath caught in his throat as Lynne's hand slid down his chest, coming to rest on the growing bulge in his jeans. She gave him a gentle squeeze through the fabric, eliciting a soft moan from her son.

"Shh," Lynne cautioned with a wicked grin. "We don't want to get caught, do we?"

Paul shook his head, not trusting himself to speak. His hands tentatively settled on his mother's hips, feeling the warmth of her skin through her thin sundress. Lynne's fingers deftly unbuttoned his jeans and slipped inside. Paul gasped as she wrapped her hand around his hardness, stroking him.

"I want you to cum in my mouth honey. I want to taste you for the rest of this boring tour. Hurry up." she said unleashing her son's virile cock.

Paul's mind went blank as Lynne sank to her knees before him, her bright blue eyes gazing up with a mix of lust and mischief. She licked her lips as she took in the sight of his throbbing member.

"My, my," she purred. "You forgot to shave this morning but you still taste so good."

Before Paul could respond, Lynne's warm, wet mouth enveloped him. He bit back a moan, acutely aware of their semi-public location. His fingers tangled in her silky blonde hair as she began to bob her head, her tongue swirling around his sensitive tip.

Lynne hummed with pleasure, the vibrations sending shockwaves of ecstasy through Paul's body. She took him deeper, relaxing her throat to accommodate his impressive length.

Her tongue swirled around his shaft as she bobbed her head, taking him deeper with each pass.

Paul's fingers tangled in his mom's blonde hair, guiding her movements as she pleasured him. He could hardly believe this was happening - his beautiful mother on her knees before him in this secluded campus courtyard. The thrill of potentially being caught only heightened his arousal.

"Mom," he gasped. "That feels so good. I'm getting close."

Lynne hummed in approval, the vibrations sending shivers up Paul's spine. She increased her pace, hollowing her cheeks as she sucked him harder.

Paul's hips began to buck involuntarily as the pressure built. His breath came in ragged gasps as he struggled to stay quiet. Lynne's expert ministrations were quickly pushing him to the edge.

"Mom, I'm gonna..." Paul choked out in warning.

Lynne responded by taking him even deeper, her nose brushing against his pelvis. That final sensation sent Paul over the edge. His body tensed as waves of pleasure crashed over him. He bit his lip hard to stifle his moans as he erupted into his mother's eager mouth.

Lynne swallowed every drop, her throat working as she milked him dry. Only when Paul's tremors subsided did she slowly pull back, releasing him with a soft pop. She looked up at her son, a satisfied smirk on her glistening lips. "Mmm, delicious," she purred.

Lynne gracefully rose to her feet, smoothing down her sundress. She gave Paul a sultry wink as she licked her lips. "Now that was a campus memory worth making. I think I'll be tasting you for the rest of the day."

Lynne wiped her mouth delicately with the back of her hand as she stood up. Her eyes sparkled with mischief as she leaned in close to Paul, her breath hot against his ear.

"That was quite a mouthful, sweetheart," she whispered. "I hope you saved some for later."

Paul's cheeks flushed crimson as he fumbled to tuck himself back into his jeans. His mind was reeling, unable to fully process what had just happened.

Paul's cheeks flushed as he quickly tucked himself back into his jeans, still breathing heavily. "Mom, that was... incredible," he whispered, glancing around nervously to make sure they were still alone.

Lynne stepped close, pressing her body against his. She cupped his face in her hands and planted a deep, passionate kiss on his lips. Paul could taste himself on her tongue as it danced with his own.

When she finally pulled away, Lynne's eyes were full of desire. "We're going to have so much fun on this trip, baby." Paul's body tingled with anticipation as they rejoined the tour group at the student center.

The rest of the day was filled with little acts of public indecency that turned both Paul and Lynne on immensely. People stared as they made out lewdly at a mall sitting on a bench, they had a quicky in a department store dressing room, and Paul fingered his Mother under the table at a fancy restaurant during dinner.

They finished the night sharing a long hot bath together in their hotel room. As they soaked in the steamy water, Lynne's legs intertwined with Paul's, their bodies pressed close in the intimate space. She ran her fingers through his damp hair, gazing at him with undisguised lust.

"You were so good today, honey. I had so much fun," she purred. "I love how bold you're getting. It may be time for you to start pushing me harder and train me."

Paul blushed, his cock hardening beneath the water at her praise. "It's all because of you, Mom. You make me feel so... alive."

Lynne's hand slid down his chest, teasing lower. "Oh baby, we're just getting started. We have two more full days on this trip and we can probably get through the college tours fairly quickly."

She leaned in to whisper hotly in his ear, outlining in vivid detail all the deliciously taboo acts she had planned. Paul shuddered with desire, pulling her soft body flush against his.

As Lynne's whispered promises sent shivers down Paul's spine, he couldn't help but pull her even closer, his hands roaming over her slick skin under the water. She let out a soft moan as his fingers grazed the underside of her tits.

"That's it, baby," she encouraged, her voice husky with desire. "Don't be shy. Touch me how you want to. This body is for your pleasure and I work hard to keep it looking good. Don't you think?"

Emboldened by her words, Paul cupped her full breasts, marveling at their weight and softness. His thumbs brushed over her hardened nipples, eliciting another moan from Lynne. She arched into his touch, her hips grinding against him beneath the water.

"Oh god, Mom," Paul groaned, his cock now fully erect and pressing against her thigh. "You feel amazing."

Lynne smiled seductively, reaching down to wrap her hand around his throbbing shaft. "You feel pretty amazing yourself, sweetie," she purred, slowly stroking him under the water. "I think it's time we take this to the bedroom, don't you?"

Without waiting for an answer, Lynne gracefully rose from the tub, water cascading down her curves. Paul's eyes roamed hungrily over her naked body as she stepped out and grabbed a fluffy towel. She dried herself quickly before holding out her hand to him.

"Come on, baby. Let Mommy take care of you," she said with a wink.

Paul's heart raced as he stood and took her hand, following her to the king-sized bed. Lynne pushed him down onto the soft mattress, crawling on top of him with feline grace.

Lynne's eyes glinted mischievously as she hovered above Paul, her breasts swaying temptingly. She leaned down to capture his lips in a searing kiss, her tongue dancing with his as she slowly lowered herself onto his throbbing shaft.

Paul gasped into her mouth as he felt her slick pussy lips envelop him. "Oh god, Mom," he moaned, his hands gripping her hips.

"That's it, baby," Lynne purred, beginning to rock against him. "Let Mommy make you feel good."

She set a languid pace, rising and falling on his cock as she peppered kisses along his jaw and neck. Paul was lost in bliss, overwhelmed by the incredible sensations. His hands roamed her body, caressing her soft skin and squeezing her big full tits.

"You feel so good inside me, sweetie." Lynne straddled Paul's hips, her hot cunt hovering tantalizingly close to his aching erection. She leaned down, her heavy breasts swaying, and captured his lips in a deep, passionate kiss. Paul moaned into her mouth, his hands gripping her waist.

"I'm going to ride you now, baby," Lynne purred as she broke the kiss. "I want you to feel how wet you make Mommy."

Slowly, torturously, she lowered herself onto his throbbing cock. Paul gasped at the incredible sensation of her tight, slick heat enveloping him. Lynne threw her head back in ecstasy as she took him to the hilt.

"Oh god, Paul," she moaned. "You fill me up so perfectly."

She began to move, rolling her hips in a sensual rhythm. Paul was overwhelmed by the exquisite sensations as Lynne rode him, her inner walls gripping him tightly with each roll of her hips. He gazed up in awe at his mother's beautiful body undulating above him, her full breasts bouncing enticingly with each movement.

"That's it baby, just like that," Lynne purred encouragingly. She leaned down to capture his lips in a searing kiss, swallowing his moans as she increased her pace.

Paul's hands roamed her soft skin, caressing her curves and squeezing her ass as she bounced on his cock. He could feel the pressure building, his climax approaching rapidly.

"M-mom, I'm close," he gasped out.

"Me too sweetie," Lynne moaned. "Come for Mommy. I want to feel you pulse inside me."

Her words pushed Paul over the edge. With a loud groan, he thrust upwards and exploded inside her, his cock pulsing as he filled her with his hot seed. The sensation of his release triggered Lynne's own orgasm. She cried out in ecstasy, her inner walls clenching around him as waves of pleasure washed over her.

Lynne collapsed onto Paul's chest, both of them breathing heavily as they came down from their shared high. She peppered soft kisses along his neck and jaw as she gently rocked her hips, milking the last aftershocks of his orgasm.

"That was incredible, baby," Lynne murmured, nuzzling against him. Paul wrapped his arms around her, holding her close. "Mom, you're amazing."

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