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Her Son's Needs 2

For Limemas

By Draconicon

Sheera left the bedroom as soon as her son, Raz, had finished with her. She didn't know if he was awake, asleep, or just floating in the pleasure-drunk state that all males seemed to have when they were finished rutting their females. Regardless, she needed to be away from him, and the red dragoness moved as quickly as she could to get that distance.

She reached the kitchen quickly, and he didn't follow her. She poured herself a glass of water, threw it in her face, and then poured one to drink. The cold helped to take her out of shock and back to the real world, but not by much.

He just fucked me. My son...fucked me.

And her heat was soothed by it, her pussy feeling pleasantly pounded, her body finally feeling at ease with itself again after...after being in heat and not getting her husband to deal with it.

Sheera leaned over the kitchen sink, pouring another cup of water over her forehead before setting the glass off to the side so that she didn't just drown herself with it. She shook from head to toe, trying to think this through.

She'd just been fucked by her son, and there was no getting around that particular revelation. She had been fucked by her college-age son, and she had enjoyed it more than anything that her husband had ever done to her. That was humiliating in and of itself, and it was more humiliating to think of just what he would do to her if he had the chance to pin her down and make her admit it.

And much as she hated to say it, she probably would admit it. The pleasure had been...strong. Stronger than it should have been by some way, and she didn't think that she'd be able to keep it from him if he really started teasing her again.

Her pussy was still wet, still oozing his seed, and she clenched her thighs together in raw shame as she imagined what would happen if anyone found out that this had happened. The very idea of someone allowing their children to rut them...

But he was so good...and so big...

The dragoness wanted to slam her head into the counter and bash out the memory of that particular feeling. The fact that her son was as well-endowed as he was had contributed to the rut, that much was for sure, and so was the fact that she had been just getting out of heat. She was all too sensitive, and she knew that he had played on that...or at least hoped that he had.

She didn't want to think about what would happen if she was actually enjoying it for other reasons.

As she finally caught her breath, the dragoness started to move about the kitchen, gathering the pots and pans that they'd need for dinner. Something normal, something routine was what she needed to take her mind off of that for now. As long as she could pull herself together by the morning, she would be able to handle this. As long as they didn't do it a second time, she would be able to face herself.

The dragoness was halfway towards getting the sauce for the pasta meal that she had planned going before she heard the sound of footsteps down the hall. She half-froze, her cheeks burning as she realized that she was still naked. She ran for an apron, pulled it on, but before she could pull the back of it around, Raz stepped into the room.

He stared at her with the same hungry look that he'd had when he'd started fucking her, and she realized that he wasn't satisfied yet. Not by a long shot. He smirked as he walked over to her, grabbing her breasts as if she was already his property, and she had to clench her teeth shut to avoid moaning as he pinched her nipples through the apron.

"Mmm, is my mom trying to get her son to fuck her again?"

"No."

"Aww, you're all undressed, though. It's the sexy mom in the kitchen look."

"I'm just...cooking. You fucked me, but I'm not...not letting you do that again."

"Oh no?"

He smiled as if he knew something that she didn't, but Sheera refused to let him have his way. She walked around him, her head held high, and doing her best to ignore the fact that she was completely naked from behind. She made it a few steps past him when -

Squelch.

She froze, her cheeks burning as she felt another little portion of his seed oozing out of her, running down her legs and along the inside of her thighs, along her knees and down her calves. Gods, there was so much of his cum still in her, and it could not have been more embarrassing than standing there and feeling it all running out.

She tried to put it out of her mind, but no sooner had she started to think of what to do next than -

THUMP!

Raz shoved her down against the counter from behind, knocking her tools and a few onions from her hands. Sheera gasped, then went wide-eyed as he grabbed her tail and shoved it out of the way.

"Raz! Let go of me!"

"I told you, you're going to learn to love it. You're mine now, mom, and this...this is gonna make you remember that."

She could feel his cock against her ass, could feel it grinding against her, felt the way that it was sliding up and down between her ass cheeks and coming dangerously close to sliding into her every time that it got near her pussy. Then it went to her ass, then to her pussy, then back again. Every time that it moved, it caught some of the pre-cum and cum that had been oozing out of her since their first rutting, and it carried it around with it.

"Nnngh..."

She felt the heat coming back, her body already eager for another taste of the young cock that actually wanted her, even as she tried to fight it off with some bit of logic. Yet, there was very little that logic could do when lust was burning that hot, and even less when she was squirming against someone that had her pinned down like some busty breeder girl from a porno.

His heated cock pressed against her sex again, and this time, he slammed forward. Sheera's air was knocked right out of her lungs as she felt it bottom out inside of her, her eyes going wide as her son filled her to the brim right from the start, his seed oozing from her and dripping right down her legs.

"Ah...ah..."

"Hehehe, you still love it, don't you?"

That was the humiliating part. That one thrust had been nearly enough to take her over the edge, nearly enough to make her cum right then and there. She blushed worse as she felt him wriggling his hips back and forth, making his cock bounce and push and nudge her from different directions and angles -

"NNngh...ah...ah..."

Already, she was starting to drip again down there, her juices running free and soaking her thighs and running down to her knees. She was clenching around him, trying to pull him deeper, trying to drag his cock into her depths so that she could milk every drop from it, make him give her eggs so that she could be a mom again.

Ah...not...not fair...not...

He slid back, and she gasped, arching her back, her tongue starting to slide out of the side of her mouth. She tried to shake her head, whimpering, fighting back the strange pleasure that was already rising, but there was no stopping it. He pulled, slid, almost popped out -

"AH!"

And as he slammed back in, she came right then and there, clenching down hard on his cock, her eyes rolling back in their sockets as she flooded the floor with another shot of her juices. She moaned, rising up on her tiptoes, her legs threatening to go out from under her as she barely kept her balance.

"Nnngh...ah..."

"Heh, looks like you're wanting it more than ever, huh, mom?"

"P-please...I can't...we shouldn't..."

Pull, thrust, squelch -

"AAAAGH!"

She screamed as she came again, her tail thrashing like mad, her eyes watering from the pure bliss that he was slamming into her. His cock was perfect, hitting every sensitive spot in her, making her feel it more than his father had ever done. She whimpered, closing her eyes tightly as he started to roll his hips more gently, yet, no less pleasurably.

In and out, in and out, he went, each time flooding her pussy with his cock and reminding her of how good it felt. Every four or five thrusts, she felt an orgasm threatening, and she whimpered as she couldn't fight it.

"That's it, mom. You know what you like. You like my cock, don't you?"

"Nnngh...R-Raz...please..."

"Say it, mom. Say you're an incest addict. Say you love my cock."

In, out, in, out, in, out his cock went, and each time that it popped in, she wanted to scream, and each time that it slid out, she wanted to cry. The warmth and sexuality of it, the way that it made her feel, the way that she was on the verge of completely losing her mind every time that it filled her to the brim, was shaping her into something that she didn't know if she wanted to become. Yet, for all that, there was no stopping it.

Pop, pop, pop. He kept pulling out all the way, his cock sliding out of her, and then sliding back in. Sheera ground her cheeks against the countertop, trying to distract herself, but there was nothing to distract her from the pleasure of her son's cock robbing her of her dignity, her modesty, her morals.

"Say it!"

"I'm..." She moaned as his balls bounced off her clit. "I'm an incest addict!"

"What else are you addicted to, huh?"

"My son's cock! My son's perfect cock!"

"Heh, that's it...keep talking..."

Sheera wasn't sure she could. His cock was robbing her of thought and air as much as it was her morals and her dignity...but she knew better than to defy him. She would try, at least. She would try.

The End

Summary: Sheera has just been 'raped' by her son. 'Raped' because, while it wasn't the most consensual thing, her body craves for her to have it again. She almost feels like an addict thinking about how to get her next hit, but she strives to get it under control...until her son shows up again.

Tags: M/F, dragon, dragoness, mom/son, generational incest, incest, humiliation, addiction, vaginal, creampie, naked, nude, orgasm, cum, hair trigger, forced orgasm,