CROSSING THE LINE

He leaned in close, his breath hot against my ear.

“But why do I feel you want this more than anything right now?”

I forced my gaze up to him, my eyes begging him to stop even as they betrayed me. “It isn’t right,” I whispered, though my face said something else.

“Oh, Mom, don’t worry about that now. All that matters is how good we make each other feel.” His hands trail down my body, fingertips grazing my sensitive skin. “Let me show you pleasure you’ve never known before.”

I let him get inside me completely. With every heartbeat, the boundaries of our relationship faded. I could feel the weight of my choices, the sweetness of giving in, made it even harder to let go.

“Oh… God…” I gasped, my voice shaking.

“You’re so fucking wet,” he breathed. His soothing, low voice made me want to keep going. He stuck two fingers into my mouth as his pace increased. I moaned louder, pressing my body into his.

“Tease my fucking pussy,” I whispered, pulling him into a kiss. My thighs got tensed, He moved slowly, slow enough to make me squirm, slow enough that my hands squeezed the sheets.

My thighs were trembling. He removed his cock, rubbing it all over my clit.

“Ugh…” he groaned.

He put it back in and removed it again.

I was restless, shaking all over the bed. I spilled all over the sheets and on his cock, too.

He wrapped his hand around my neck, choking me. “You can’t even take a cock,” he growled, slapping my boobs.

My boobs were red. His eyes filled up with desire. I wanted to please him.

He dragged me off the bed and lay down flat, “Come on me, you slut.”

I hurried to the bed and obeyed him. I got on top of him. My knees were at his sides, and suddenly he pulled me in, sucking my boobs.

Meanwhile, I used my hands, desperately searching for his cock with my head tilted up, still moaning. I finally got hold of his cock and put it in me quickly. 

I leaned back in, my hands on his pumped chest, and his hands on my boobs, squeezing them hard.

“Fuck me harder, slut!” he slapped my ass and brought his slick finger to my lips.

I rose and fell more slowly, making a bun with my hair, then I continued at a faster pace. Our eyes locked.

“Oh my god,” I whispered, my hips lifting so slightly. “You like that?” I asked, voice seductively teasing, biting my lower lip.

A groan ripped from him, “Don’t stop,” his hips jerking forward.

I was gasping for air, but I didn’t stop.

I kept fucking.

I couldn’t believe how sweet a young guy could taste.

“You’re so wet, it’s driving me nuts.” The sound of his voice made my pussy tighter.

I gave it to him slower, faster, then slow again.

His legs started shaking, “I’m going to cum.”

“Pull out, Noah . Pull out!” my voice laced with urgency and realisation.

He pushed me to the other side of the bed and got on top of me. He jerked his cock over my face and spilled all over and in my mouth.

I swallowed, placing one finger in my mouth and two other fingers rubbing against my pussy.

He lay back down — flat, stroking his cock gently.

I rolled my eyes, lost in what just happened. “That was… insane,” I whispered. “I haven’t fucked in a while…”

The taste of his cum still lingered on my tongue, but it felt good.

He turned, looking at me with a faint smile. “I sure hope this happens again,” his hand brushed my hair.

My breath hitched, “Whatever happens, your dad must never know about this.” I got off the bed and picked up my clothes.

I wiped my mouth, approaching the door. The doorknob felt different, like it was new. I was about to slip away to my room when I heard his voice, soft and sultry, “Mom…”

I turned around, a knowing smirk on my face. “You can’t be serious, Noah.”

He opened his eyes, his gaze burning with desire. “One more time, please.” He replied, his voice husky with need.

I felt a nerve run down my spine. I walked back to him, my hips swaying seductively. I straddled him, my full breasts brushing against his chest. I could feel his cock, already hard for me.

I leaned down, my lips brushing against his ear. “You want me to suck your cock, Noah?” I whispered. I felt him shiver beneath me.

“Fuck, Mom.” He groaned, his hands gripping my hips tightly.

I smirked, sliding down his body. I wrapped my fingers around his cock, my thumb brushing against his cap. I locked my eyes on his. I licked my lips, slowly, teasingly, before taking him into my mouth.

I heard him gasp, his hands tangling in my hair. I swirled my tongue around his cock, tasting him, savoring him.

 I loved the way he tasted, the way he felt in my mouth. I bobbed my head up and down, my movements slow and deliberate. I wanted to tease him, to make him beg for more.

I felt him grow even harder in my mouth, his breath coming out in short, sharp gasps.

 I knew he was close, but I wasn’t ready to let him finish yet. I wanted to feel him inside me again.

I pulled away, his cock slipping out of my mouth with a soft pop. 

I climbed back onto his lap, my pussy hovering over his cock. I was now taking control.

 I looked into his eyes, my lips curving slightly.

“You want to fuck me, Noah?” I asked, my voice low and sultry.

He groaned, his hands gripping my hips even tighter. 

“Fuck, Mom… I want to fuck you so bad.” He replied, his voice strained with need.

I smiled, lowering myself onto his cock. I felt him slide into me, filling me up. 

I gasped, my eyes shut. He felt so good inside me, so right. 

I began to move, my hips rocking back and forth. I could feel him hitting all the right spots, sending waves of pleasure through my body.

I opened my eyes, looking down at him. He was watching me, his eyes dark with desire. It was intoxicating. I leaned down, capturing his lips in a searing kiss.

I could feel him thrusting up into me, his movements syncing with mine. 

I could feel the familiar tightening in my stomach, the signs of my impending orgasm.

 I broke the kiss, my breath coming out in short, sharp gasps.

“Oh my god, Noah. I’m going to cum.” I moaned, my voice barely above a whisper.

He groaned, his hips bucking up into me. “Cum for me.

 I want to feel you come on my cock.” He growled, his voice low and husky.

I felt myself tip over the edge, my orgasm washing over me in waves.

 I cried out, my body trembling with the force of my orgasm. I could feel him coming inside me, his cock twitching and pulsing as he filled me up.

I collapsed onto him. I could feel his heart racing beneath my cheek, his breath hot against my neck.

Silence filled the room. I was waiting for him to say something, but then, I caught the scent of smoke, as if something was burning.