Brian was asleep when Caroline quietly got out of bed, the evidence of incest with her son still sticky between her thighs. She went to the bathroom to shower, then slipped on her clothes and left a note saying she would be at a diner next door to the motel. Caroline was on her second cup of coffee when Brian arrived. She tried to force an innocent smile.

“Hello, Brian. I hope you slept well last night.”

“”Um, yeah, Mom. I slept okay. How about you?”

“I did, but I had these very vivid dreams about your father. It was almost as if he were in the room with us. It was weird, but just a dream.”

So that’s the way she’s going to play it, Brian thought. His mother was going to pretend like nothing happened between them, that it had all been a dream.

“Yeah. I did notice you tossing and turning and calling out Dad’s name. It must have been some wild dream.”

“It was. Get some breakfast, but make it quick. We have to pick up the car and get to your interview by eleven.” 

After the interview, they drove to the next college and checked into a hotel just off campus. Caroline was relieved that the room had two double beds. She couldn’t let what happened last night happen again. To help relieve any lingering sexual tensions, she fingered her pussy to orgasm in the shower, the slipped on her nightie and climbed into bed while Brian was showering.

Brian, assuming last night was a one-time thing, jerked off in the shower to images of his cock buried deep in his mother’s pussy while she begged him to fuck her harder. He sprayed a huge load of cum onto the slick tile walls and returned to the room with a towel wrapped around his waist, a slight bulge visible from his semi-hard cock. His mother was sitting up in bed, a generous amount of cleavage visible above her low-cut nightie. The shadows of her swollen nipples peeked through the thin material. The bulge in Brian’s towel became more pronounced.  

Caroline tried to control her breathing as she admired her son’s tall, muscular body. Her eyes wandered to the bulge. She noticed it twitch and grow bigger. Her nipples swelled and pussy clenched. Using all her willpower to avoid giving in to her carnal desires, she tried to sound like a concerned mom. 

“We should get some sleep, honey. We have a big day ahead of us tomorrow.”

“Sure thing, Mom.”

As Brian stepped between the two beds, the towel came loose and dropped to the floor. Caroline stared at his large throbbing cock, veins pulsing from the shaft. An audible gasp escaped from her throat. A warm ache throbbed between her legs. She needed to get control of the situation. 

“You’re not going to shock me, Brian, if that’s what you’re trying to do. It’s not the first time I’ve seen a man with an erection.”

“I’m sorry, Mom, but the towel slipped, and it’s your fault I have an erection. Your boobs are practically falling out of your nightie, and your nipples are poking right through the thin material covering them.”

“I see,” Caroline replied, her tone shifting. “I didn't realize I had that effect on you. To be honest, honey, I'm flattered that you find me attractive.”

“I do, Mom, and so do all my friends. And, to be honest, I think your breasts are magnificent. There's nothing wrong with looking, is there?'

“No, Brian,” she whispered, her heart pounding. “There's nothing wrong with looking. And since you don't have anything covering your nakedness, I'm going to let you look at my breasts.” 

She hooked her fingers under the straps of her nightie and slid them down her shoulders. The fabric peeled away, exposing her grapefruit-sized tits with pink areolas and nipples standing stiff, begging for attention. They jiggled slightly as she bunched the nightie at her waist. Brian stared hungrily, his cock throbbing, a bead of precum forming at the tip. 

“God, Mom, they're perfect,” he muttered, stepping closer.

The air in the room thickened, charged with forbidden electricity. Caroline threw her legs over the side of the bed and sat up. The short nightie slid up her thighs, barely covering her pussy. Brian’s hard cock stood tall and throbbing, pointing directly at her tits. She desperately wanted to touch it. A handjob wasn’t incest, was it?. There was no penetration. She wouldn’t let it go any further than that.

“You poor thing,” Caroline sighed, resting her hand on his thigh. “You won’t be able to sleep with it like that, and it won’t go away on its own. Honey, I can help you relieve the tension if you want me to.”

Brian couldn’t believe what his mother had just offered.

“Uh, sure, Mom.”

Caroline’s hand brushed across the pulsing veins of his hard cock. She rubbed a fingertip through the sticky precum, then wrapped her hand around his shaft, tightening her grip and stoking. Her eyes locked on the leaking tip pointed at her face. Brian put his hands on his mother’s head and pulled her closer. Her mouth watered, lusting to taste it. Was a blowjob incest? It wasn’t vaginal penetration. She looked up at her son.

“If you want, honey, I can use my mouth. It’ll relieve the tension faster.”

It was a rhetorical question. Brian nodded. Her tongue shot out and licked off the clear fluid leaking from the slit in his knob. Parting her lips, she slid them down his shaft, her tongue probing the veins bulging from his hard flesh. Brian’s fingers slid through his mother’s hair, guiding her bobbing motions as she fucked him with her mouth. He moved with her, thrusting his cock deep. Caroline slid hand between her legs, fingers parting the slick folds of her leaking pussy and teasing her clit.

Brian saw the look of pure lust on his mother’s face, his cock firmly embedded between her lips, her eyes looking up at him. A bead of spit dribbled down her chin. Her big tits bounced on her chest with each bob of her head. It was too much. His cock swelled and exploded, spurt after spurt of hot cum filling her mouth until it leaked from the corners of her lips.

The feel of Brian’s cock pulse each time his seed blasted across her tongue sent Caroline over the top. Her pussy clenched as a mind shattering orgasm washed over her, juices spraying onto her thighs. Her moans were muffled by Brian’s cock, still buried deep in her mouth. She shoved two fingers up her cunt, fucking them in and out until her body shuddered again.

Brian’s cock fell from her mouth. Caroline swallowed the huge load he had deposited in one big gulp. She pulled her fingers from her pussy and sucked them clean. Her son’s cock slowly deflated, hanging between his legs with cum still dripping from the tip. She smiled at him and wiped her lips with the back of her hand. 

“Are you feeling better now, honey?” 

“Uh, yeah, Mom,” Brian replied. “I definitely feel better.”

“I’m glad. What we just did might seem wrong, and it would be under different circumstances, but I’m your mother and could see you were in a great deal of discomfort. It’s like when I used to kiss your ‘boo boos’ when you were a little boy.” 

Brian couldn’t believe his mother was actually trying to justify the blowjob as anything other than what it was, but if that was the way she wanted to play it, he wasn’t going to argue. He certainly didn’t have any feelings of guilt.

“Now that you’re feeling better, honey. we should get some sleep. You have a big day tomorrow, honey.”

They turned out the lights. In the middle of the night, Brian awoke with a raging hard-on. He stood and looked down at his mother in the dim street lights shining through the curtains. She had kicked off her covers and was on her side with her nightie bunched around her waist, one leg bent at the knee, the other out straight. He was sure she was awake, but he didn’t care. Unable to avoid the temptation, he climbed into her bed and snuggled behind his mother, his hard cock wedged into the crevice between her cheeks. 

It took Caroline a moment to realize Brian was in bed with her with his hard cock wedged between her cheeks. She knew she should do something, but hesitated. Maybe he was dreaming. Caroline had read somewhere that people can have sex while sleepwalking. Waking him might be traumatizing, at least that’s what she told herself. She lay still, waiting to see what would happen.

Brian draped an arm over his mother, his hand sliding under her nightie and between her legs. He slid a finger up and down her gash, opening her folds which were moist with excitement. He plunged a finger up her cunt, slowly fucking it in and out, then added a second.

Caroline didn’t know what to do. If he was sleepwalking, what was the harm in letting him continue? They weren’t having sex. It was just his fingers, and hadn’t she given him a handjob earlier? It was impossible for her to lay still and stay quiet. His fingers were already making wet squishing sounds as he fucked them in and out of her pussy. 

Brian pulled his fingers from his mother’s dripping cunt and sucked them into his mouth, savoring the taste of her sex. It was good, but he wanted more. He wanted to taste the real thing. He rolled her onto her stomach, spreading her legs. Brian got behind her and crawled between her thighs, lifting her hips to give him better access to her pussy and breathing in the pungent aroma. 

Brian pushed out his tongue and licked the droplets forming on her folds. He clamped his mouth over her mound and pushed his tongue inside her steamy cunt, licking and sucking the juices from her body. His mother tilted her ass, pushing up on her knees and squirming against his face, her breathing heavy. He became more aggressive, sliding his tongue up and down her slit and over her clit, then spread her cheeks and licked her asshole. Two fingers plunged into his mother’s fuck hole.

The throbbing in her pussy continued to grow more powerful by the second. Caroline knew she was helpless to stop the impending explosion. Her toes curled and her legs began to shake. She buried her face in the pillow and clutched the bedsheets like she was holding on for life, fighting desperately to control the shaking of her body as a series of orgasmic spasms ripped through her. 

Brian pulled out his fingers and drank from her opening, eagerly sucking and swallowing the juices pouring from her body. His cock was desperate for relief. He climbed up his mother’s back, guided the tip between her folds, and rammed it into her pussy. He felt her tight walls squeeze him as he plowed deeper.

Caroline was trying to catch her breath when she felt her son’s hard cock slide between her cheeks and plunge into her pussy. He pounded into her again and again. Another orgasm was rapidly approaching. She tilted her ass higher so his cock would go deeper. He went faster and faster, slapping his body against her ass on each thrust.

The orgasm hit like an earthquake. Her shrieks and squeals were muffled by the pillow. Her body shook and quivered. Suddenly, Brian pulled out. He pressed his knob against her sphincter. He was going to fuck her in the ass, something she hadn’t done in a long time, at least not with a real cock.

Brian was delirious with lust. He had spewed gallons of cum imagining fucking his mother’s ass. The temptation was too much to resist. He pushed, her slimy pussy juice acting as lubricant. His knob punched through her ring and entered her dark passage, plunging deeper and deeper until he was completely buried. He pulled out and pushed in a little at a time. Soon he was fucking her asshole hard and fast.

Caroline winced when his cock popped through her sphincter, but quickly adjusted as he plowed deeper, her asshole stretching to accommodate his huge cock. She pushed back against him each time he thrust, drawing him deeper. Sliding a hand between her legs, she rubbed her clit, pussy juice dripping down her hand and thighs. 

“Yes, yes…fuck my ass…I’m gonna cum…”

An orgasm ripped through her pussy, juices spraying out from between her legs and soaking the sheets. Caroline shoved three fingers up her cunt, fucking them in and out so fast her hand was a blur, wet squishing noises filling the air. She could feel his hard cock pounding her asshole through the thin membrane separating it from her pussy.

“Oh fuck, fuck, fuck, oh god…NNNGGGHHH…”

A violent explosion sent her spinning into another world, her pussy clenching her fingers, her asshole squeezing his cock. Brian’s cock swelled. He thrust deep and grunted. Stream after stream of hot cum blasted from the tip, filling her bowels and sending Caroline spinning into another orgasm. She collapsed onto the bed, drained and exhausted, her body still trembling. Brian pulled out, his spent cock slowly deflating. He watched a gush of cum ooze out of her asshole and run down her pussy onto the sheets.

Brian quietly returned to his bed. Caroline lay motionless, thinking about what had happened. She could no longer deny or make excuses about her feelings for Brian. She desired him in a way that was unnatural and unhealthy. The yearning was still there, stronger than ever and begging to be scratched. She had to put a stop to this insanity, but how?