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To my pleasant surprise, the devilish kitty was actually with me when I woke up. Her hair was in a mangled wreck, her mascara was stained all over her face, and by God, she was happy. I almost didn't want to move; her soothing purr prevented me from giving a shit. But I eventually caved in. "Hey, Morgan," I whispered to her, slightly nudging her head with mine. She gave a weak groan. Her eyes were still sealed shut. "Mmm, yes, Master?" I felt my heart skip a couple of beats. I still wasn't used to her calling me that. I really didn't want to disturb her, but my stomach was rumbling. Who woulda thought an overnight fuckfest could make you so hungry?

I gently placed my hands on her rump and slid her off of my chest. "Morgan, I'm starving, I'm gonna make us some breakfast." I sat up and gave Morgan a kiss on the butt. She retracted a little, probably still sore from our "bonding time". Mom wasn't home, so I didn't bother getting changed. As I walked towards the doorway, I could hear Morgan grumble under her breath. It sounded like something along the lines of "Why can't you just have me for breakfast?" I took a big sigh and plopped back on my sweaty bed, the shock of my fall making her jump.

God, Morgan looks so fucking hot with her disheveled hair in front of her eyes. "You really want to?" I asked her, still half-asleep. She gave the cutest little nod. "Absolutely. A little bit of cum to start the day. Very balanced breakfast." I gave a groggy chuckle. Morgan pushed her messy hair out of her face and pushed me back to the bed, laying me down. She then moved one leg over me and turned around and stuck her rear in my face. Despite our gratuitous love-making from last night, her pussy was still wet. Good ol' morning dew. I could feel her drooling over my cock and I soon became erect. I guess now's a good time to experience the beautiful art of 69-ing. Before I started licking, Morgan spoke up in a somewhat more awake voice. "Hey, I got a cool idea!" She said gleefully. "Let's make a game out of this." My eyes grew bigger. _I was already liking this idea. _"Go on..."

Morgan took my cock and started rubbing it till I was almost at full length. "Whoever cums first has to do whatever the other person wants for the rest of the day. Anything at all. Anything." Oh fuck, I like the sound of that. "Alright, I see what we're doing. Any rules?" I had a feeling that Morgan might beat me, but I want to make sure this is a fair fight. She made a lewd giggle. "We can only use our mouths. No hands allowed." Shit, she's totally gonna win. Well, I should at least try. "Alright babe, you ready to lose?" Morgan smugly retorted. I put on a serious face and took a large breath. "You're on." "On the count of 'go', Master." "Three." "Two." "One." "Go!" we both shouted in unison.

It was on. We both immediately started going as fast as we could. Morgan was going up and down my shaft at a frantic rate while using her tongue like a towel. Meanwhile, I put my hands on her plump cheeks and pushed her cunt into my face, just as she did to me yesterday. I worked my way inside her and focused licking on her walls, making them my top priority. I could feel Morgan's long whiskers tickle my sac, which gave her an advantage. I tried to use my whiskers as well but to no avail. I started sweating, my limit was coming. Meanwhile, Morgan, while losing her mind a little, still held a steady lead. No, I'm not gonna fucking lose. I've gotta make her cum!

I started rhythmically moving my tongue in and out of her juicy opening, giving her clit a lot of attention as well. That spot seemed to be the jackpot, as I heard her moans get longer and louder. Morgan kicked it into overdrive, sucking my dick faster than any woman has probably ever sucked a dick before. My climax was coming closer, but so was my comeback. As soon as I could feel my cum traveling up my dick, Morgan started tightening up. My tongue was getting constricted by her powerful muscles. Eventually, we yelled each other's names once again.

Simultaneously, I let out a huge load into Morgan's gullet, as she showered me in a torrent of squirt. Our faces were flooded with our stinky, musky love juice. After almost a minute of heavy panting, Morgan removed my dick from her mouth, and I moved from under her pussy. She rolled over to my left and exhaled greatly. Still trying to breathe, I asked her, "Morgan..." I could barely speak; I was so drained. "Yes... my... master...?" I could see that she was having the same problem. "Who... who won...?" I couldn't get a comprehensible sentence out. Morgan looked at me with an innocent face and shook her head. "I have no idea." Once again, we fell into a deep sleep.

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I didn't wake up again until maybe 2 in the afternoon. Unfortunately, Morgan wasn't there for me. However, I did find a cute little sticky note she stuck on my cock:

"Hey there, Mr. Big Dick! I won't be home till about 6; one of my old high school friends recently moved into town. Love you! P.S. Even though we tied, I'll still do whatever you want for the rest of the day, Master~ -Morgan"

God, that woman is fantastic. Well, since nobody was home, I made myself a big lunch and did some stuff on my laptop in my room. Life feels pretty good right about now. But at around 2:15, I heard the back door slam shut. Was that Mom? I didn't breathe so I could hear what was happening. My blood was frozen. A second later, I heard sobbing. I could tell who it was from anywhere. I slammed my laptop shut and sprinted downstairs, almost tripping multiple times in the process. "Mom?! What's wrong?" I came over to Mom in a hurry, standing in the living room. There were tears dripping down her cheeks, and her gorgeous makeup was running. I came over to her and hugged her as hard as I could while also trying to calm her down.

She wouldn't stop crying, though. "Shhh, shhh, Mom, it's gonna be okay." I had no idea what happened, but I tried to make her feel safe. Mom started to hug back, her crying slowly calming. "Thank you, Jackie," she sighed with a teary smile. "I just had such a busy day and my back is fucking killing me." Yep, I know how she felt. In the summer before junior year, I worked part-time at a fast food joint down the road. It was back-breaking work and I barely lasted 2 months there. The money wasn't even that good.

I tightened my grip on Mom, which she seemed to enjoy. "Thanks, baby, you always know what to do." I started to feel awful. Mom is such a nice person. Sure, she can have a bit of a temper, but she's a caring, hard-working, wonderful woman. No wonder Morgan married her. I patted her shoulder, and she did the same to me. I gave her a big kiss on the forehead and told her it would all be better. Mom's crying soon calmed down to a few sniffles. I invited her to sit on the couch with me.

It took a few minutes, but eventually, Mom talked about her day to me. It was the usual; her boss was being a hardass, customers were acting entitled and spoiled, and a lot of back-breaking work. Though she kinda deals with that every shift, I guess today was just a breaking point for her. Once she had fully gotten the sniffles out of her system, she put a hand on my leg. "I love you so much, Jackie. You are so good to your mother and me."

I smiled. I liked to think that was true. She brought me in for another hug, but this one felt different. Mom was purring now. Hard. So hard I could feel it throughout her body. It was odd. Did I really make her feel that much better? We didn't break the hug for a long time, but when we did, Mom looked up at me with needy eyes. "Jackie, my shoulders are in a lot of pain: could you massage them?" I smiled at my mother, feeling sympathy for her. "Of course, Mom. I'd be glad to."

We've done this before, Mom and I. She gets joint strain a lot from her job, so I usually give her these kinds of massages once or twice a week. Mom turned her back to me and took off her work shirt, leaving just a basic tank underneath. She sighed and turned her head backward. "Hah... alright, hun, put those hands to good use." Put them I did. I started kneading at her rough, after-work skin. I started at the tips of her shoulders, I was immediately getting results; Mom was purring even harder, and her tail was dancing around mine. But soon she groaned. "Ah, Jack, do you think you could go a bit more forward?"

Forward? I thought she had shoulder pain, not chest pain. _But I didn't want to upset her, so I obliged. I slowly moved my palms closer to her clavicle, but she still didn't seem to enjoy that. Mom let out a gruff sigh and then grabbed my hands. "Honey, let me show you the right spot." She started moving my hands south and pushed them into two big squishy balls. The blue cat then let out a very lewd moan. _Wait just one fucking minute.

Quickly, I retracted my paws and yelled in confusion. "Mom! What the fuck are you doing?" I started sweating from every spot on my body. Mom & Mum have been okay with me cursing since I was 15, but 'fuck' had always been the one word they'd kill me over if I said it around them. Mom turned her head to look at me, shocked. "What? What's wrong, Jackie? I thought you liked boobs. Did you not like that?" Mom gave her words an evil purr to them. My mind started racing. "Like that?!" I began, infuriated. "No, of course I didn't like that! I don't want to touch your boobs! You're my mother! Not to mention that you're a married woman!"

Mom started to look dejected. Her head tilted down, and a sorrowful expression painted her face. "I- shit... fuck, Jackie, I'm sorry, I'm just so stressed right now. Work has been absolutely hell for me. I just... I just wanted something to help me relax..." Mom's ears started to droop and her head tilted down. I could see shame and regret in her eyes. The guilt was setting in, big time.

Oh boy, this is really gonna happen, isn't it? "I'm sorry, Mom. Do... Do you want me to... keep going?" Fuck, I can't believe I asked my fucking birth mother_ that_. Mom's eyes lit back up, and her ears perked ever so slightly. "Yes, Jackie, I would love that. Come, sit down in front of me. It'd be better if we were facing each other." I did what my mother asked, all the while sweating like a dog. Mom slowly removed her undershirt and slid it off her sweaty fur. Though still confined in her bra, her titties jiggled like crazy. Her chubby stomach looked adorable so bare like this. I shakily brought up my open hands, but she grabbed 'em and forced me onto her breasts. I could see her smirk out of my peripheral vision.

She purred a quiet but noticeable moan. It sent my heart rate into overdrive. I had never seen this side of Mom before. Having bisexual parents means that sexuality is handled differently in the household. They both handled their libidos very well around me, and I was happy about that. I know they will sometimes get frisky with each other, but they're always smart about it and they always tell me to leave the house if they ever wanted to get "physical". It doesn't bother me, usually; a married couple should have the right to fuck whenever they want. But things are no longer as reserved as they used to be. Now, seeing Mom hornier than a high-school girl, I started feeling kinda different. It was like she was a whole new person.

Mom blushed at me and sighed in a happy tone. "Go ahead, work your masseuse magic." With a hefty gulp, I nodded and started rubbing and squishing her breasts while trying my best not to get hard. So far, so good. And I could tell by her sudden gasps and squeaks that she agreed. "Mmm, Jackie," she started calling. _Don't get hard. Don't get hard. Don't get hard. _Her light blue hands soon moved behind her back as she unfastened her bra. I wanted to stop, but she grabbed my hands and allowed her bra to fall off. It was beautiful how... animated her bust was.

Shit, now I was getting super hard. I saw them for the first time. Well, technically the second time, as she did breastfeed me as a kitten. It's probably been 16 years since I've seen her naked titties. But now I'm groping them! Consensually! And they are out of this world! I know everybody calls my mother beautiful, but now I finally understand; Mom's tits were even larger than Morgan's, and that was saying something! I've always known Mom has a very large bust, but there's something about seeing her without a bra on that really solidified their magnitude.

I think I started looking for too long, as Mom called me out on it. "Yo, Jackie!" I stopped salivating and looked up at her. I tried my best to control my erection, but it was a losing battle. I could see moisture emerge from her head and neck. And her pants. "I know they're big and all, but if you keep staring, I'll start liking this too much." Too much? Her work pants were already getting saturated. I don't think she could possibly like this any more than she already does.

Her face flushed a shade of red closer to Morgan's fur color. "Can you keep going, please? It feels amazing." My head nodded without my permission. I couldn't fucking believe I was groping my mom. Like, my actual mom. As in the one who fucking birthed me 18 years ago. But God damn it, that's the one thing that made this so alluring; the fact that Mom has the body of a goddess. None of the women in my school have breasts even half the size of my mother's.

My head was getting fuzzy with an immense blood rush, but I continued going, just for her. I moved her breasts up and down, side to side. I squeezed them rhythmically. As I massaged her pretty nipples with my thumbs, Mom seemed to be losing it. She was shaking from head to toe. Intense moans of gratification escaped from her, further propelling my unwanted erection. "Mph, fuck, Jackie..." Her moans made my cock press against my shorts harder than ever before. I could see the couch getting damp beneath her butt. The redness on her face was spreading more and more and she started panting. "That's it, baby, keep going! Almost there!"

Mom took her paws and bounced her titties a small bit, giggling at my redness. She then slipped her hands down into her pants and started finger-fucking herself. Now she was really getting off to this. My cock stood up fully as I saw my mother ravage herself before my eyes. Her pussy lips squelched between her shaky fingers, sounding even juicier than Morgan's. And all I was doing was squeezing her tits! In between the shaking, Mom threw her head back and yelled up to the ceiling. "Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes!!!" That final 'yes' was her limit. Mom's body convulsed into a frenzy. She made exaggerated gasps and her eyes rolled back ever so slightly. Her moaning got hoarse and the couch was getting soaked. I think it's safe to say that she came buckets...

That... really just happened. I made my mother cum. Sure, I've been doing that to Morgan for the past 30 or so hours, but this is my real mom. I'm her own blood. And I just squeezed her tits enough for her to orgasm. I let go of her large bust and stared at my own hands. They were covered in sweat, and maybe even a little drool, as I saw Mom's tongue hanging out seconds before she came.

I shifted my stare at Mom's climaxed body and started sweating more. I gulped again and wiped the wetness from my brow. "Uh, Mom?" I said to her, kinda nervous. "Are you-?" Suddenly, she sat up and ripped her soggy fingers out from her pussy. My horny mother stared me down as her body finally stopped shaking. I could've sworn I saw hearts in her pupils. "That... was... amazing!" Mom screamed in glee. She came over and ferociously hugged me, her tits pressed up against my neck. She kept pushing into me until I fell onto my back. She pinned me down and showed me the absolute hunger in her eyes. I stared up at her, part aroused as fuck, and part scared as fuck.

I could see her joyous eyes slowly drop down towards my erection, albeit still concealed by my shorts. She then shifted her gaze back to my eyes. Her face turned devilish. Devilish with lust. "Y'know, Jackie," Mom began. Oh God, oh fuck. "It's not really fair if I'm the only one who gets off. Mind if I help you, too?" I didn't know what to say. _Did I want it? Hell fucking yeah, I did. _But this is even weirder than Morgan and I! Stacy is my actual mother, for fuck's sake! Despite my internal turmoil, I gave her a nod. She grinned evilly and stuck her tongue out. Like a strong gust of wind, my pants and underwear came clean off, thrown to the other side of the room. My cock jumped straight up, pulsating with horny energy for her. Mom's jaw dropped.

"Holy fucking shit!" Mom screeched with delight. She held up my fully-hard dick with a tight grasp, but not too tight. The sudden grip made me groan in pleasure unwillingly. "Your cock is enormous! Who would've known my son was so fucking hung?! I need a taste!" Before I had time to say anything, Mom stuck her tongue to my head and started sucking away. She bobbed her head up and down at a fast pace, making me realize how much she wanted this. Her tongue action was superb, as she was hitting every possible nerve in me. She was a pro at this.

My sweat was coming out like a river, and so was my precum. Mom popped her mouth off and started jerking me, making sure I kept moaning. She licked the precum emerging from my tip and swallowed it all. "Mmm! Your dick is fucking delicious, Jackie." That sentence was both amazing and haunting. How could my own mother possibly be doing this to the single child she birthed and raised? This has to be a fucking dream. Before I had time to ponder it, she resumed her blowjob at a much more frantic rate. She even wrapped both of her glorious tits around the base. With the added stimuli and the encouragement she gave, I don't know how long I can-

_Oh no. I could feel it. It was coming. Fuck, I can't cum in my mom's mouth! _"Mom!" I called out, my voice cracking. She stopped her intimate blowjob and looked at me, with my dick still on her tongue. "Yes, Jackie?" Her lust-filled eyes struck deep into my soul. She's such a remarkable woman. So remarkable that I lost all worries about our depraved relationship. I had to tell her I was gonna blow, though I could already guess what she was gonna say. "I... I'm going to cum... soon..." A split second after, Mom stopped, removing my dick from her mouth with a loud 'pop'. We were both panting, and the thick, savory smell of my precum escaped her lips and washed over me, continuing to turn me on. Mom stared deeply into my eyes and drooled a little onto my cock. She gave a wicked, sultry grin and opened her mouth, full of saliva.

"Good. I wanna know how good my son's jizz tastes."

Like a moth to a flame, she swiftly moved back to my cock, re-wrapping her tits around it and quickening her motions. I couldn't believe how good she was at this. My cock was in heaven. It was hard to hold it all in. In what felt like a moment later, I could feel it coming up. I wanted to make sure there was a big finale, so I reached over to Mom and grasped the sides of her head. I then pushed her down onto my cock, just as I came. Her gargled moans made it even better. But she still kept sucking. Mom kept doing it until there was almost nothing left. Eventually, I released her head and we both fell back.

She swallowed it all with an audible gulp and a bright smile on her face. "Damn, that shit was good!" Mom put a closed fist up to her mouth and wiped away my... essence, though she licked her hand clean and blushed very warmly. She seemed happy to have made her son climax. I can see how we're related. She looked over at me and smiled with jizz-glazed lips. "Who taught you how to do that?" I started sweating again. "Uh, nobody..." I'm not a very good liar. Luckily, my mother was too horny to care. She suddenly stood up, put her wet hands on her work pants, and practically tore them off. My dick was about to soften, but the second I saw her luscious pink panties, it stood up again.

She plopped back down onto the sofa, her tits jiggling violently. "Well, now that we got the foreplay outta the way," Mom called out with excitement. My head felt less fuzzy, and I stared up at her. "We gotta fuck! Get that cock over here, Jackie!" I didn't get a moment to speak before Mom took me by the hand and pulled me over. Now it was_ her_ time to tip over onto her back. I was now on top of my mother, fully naked, my dick poking her in the stomach. Somehow, I didn't see this coming. But I started to want it almost as much as she does. "Oh, Jackie," Mom spoke up to me in an adorable tone. I perked my ears and looked into her wonderful eyes.

"Yes, my love?" _Why would you say something like that, Jackie? The fuck's wrong with you? _I wasn't the only one creeped out by that, as Mom's face reddened immensely. She turned her head and covered her face. She was so cute I could kiss her. _In fact, I think I will. _I pulled her head away from her arms and went for it. It was... an experience. Kissing Mom is a lot different from kissing Morgan. While Morgan uses her tongue in a stylized fashion, sliding it around mine gracefully, Mom uses her tongue like a flag in a hurricane; she just goes to town on you. It's disgusting, but it's so fucking hot.

Mom continued tossing and turning her tongue around mine while rubbing my butt. It was a strange sensation, but I enjoyed it. Abruptly, however, Mom broke the kiss. "Wait, Jackie. Again. Before we do this..." She started getting really hot in the face. _Man, Mom really gets embarrassed easily, huh? _I quizzically looked at her. "Yes, my sexy kitty?" I said to her, trying to sound as masculine as possible. My mother held a hand up to her red face, beyond embarrassed. "Could you, um..." She looked down at her wet underwear. I knew what she wanted. I crept my head downwards until I reached the sopping fabric. In one fell swoop, I glided the musky underwear off of her slimy privates. And then I finally gazed at her wonderful pussy.

_So, this is it, huh? This is where I was born from. _I wouldn't have guessed it at all. Don't vaginas stretch out after having given birth? Well, I guess Mom's didn't, as her pussy looked just as perfect as Morgan's. I put my fingers on either side of her lips and spread them open. It was a glorious sight. It was so glorious, in fact, that I couldn't help but dig in. I latched my mouth onto her precious cunt and slurped away. Mom immediately started yelping. I guess she was still sensitive down there from her previous orgasm. My tongue gratefully lapped up all the lewd juices that Mom was expelling. Her taste was so different from Morgan's.

Now that I've had time to think about it, Morgan's pussy tasted almost savory. But that's still not a good enough word to describe it. Mom, on the other hand, tasted sweet. Her juice made my cheeks tingle with its deliciousness, making me crave more. I dug my mouth further and further into Mom. She started heaving with passion. Her hips bucked forwards, scrunching my nose almost painfully. Her head rolled back and she gave out an abrasive yell.

"Oh, fuck yes, Jackie! Eat mommy's cunt! Don't you dare stop! Get it all!" In one final act, I took the hand I was using to pry her pussy open and shoved a couple of fingers in. She screamed with intensity and gripped my head. A bit of warm liquid crept out of her and flowed into my awaiting mouth. It was very watery, though, so I needed more.

While Mom was squirming, I pushed two more fingers in from my other hand. Now she was totally losing it. Her hips hit me in the nose and my hands started cramping, but I was getting just as excited as she was. After wiggling them around a little bit, I felt her cum again. Unlike Morgan, whose pussy turns into a broken fire hydrant, Mom's pussy slowly leaks with her love juice. It's less fun but still tasty. She gave a few very large gasps and then relaxed. Her breathing was ungodly heavy, yet she was still purring.

I took my claws out of her sloppy hole and licked them clean. Mom's arms fell down "I... came... again..." she said between wheezes. "I came... twice... from my... own... son..." She looked down at me, trying to give off a seductive grin. "What kind of... dirty whore... am I...?" I rose up to Mom's face and gave her a small kiss on the snout. "You're my dirty whore, Stacy." Smooth as butter. Her face lit up, but something seemed off. "Uh, can I call you Stacy? Is that too-" She put a hand on my head and hauled me in for another sloppy make-out sess. Jesus Christ, I am way too fucking spoiled. _I don't deserve such beauty. Mom released her bristly tongue from my mouth with a satisfying 'pop'. "Jackie, my sexy boy, you can call me whatever you want. I'm _your dirty whore, after all."

Nothing mattered in that instant other than us. Me and the sexy, perverted cat who's raised me for 18 years. The sexy, perverted cat who not only sucked off her own son and drank his cum, but also wants to go all the way with him. My blushing was out of control. I felt so hot in the face that I could count every individual bead of sweat emerging from my forehead. With my slightly-fuzzy vision, I stared Stacy in her beautiful eyes, as she started to purr. "Now, do us both a favor and stick that incredible cock in me. Make love to me, my darling."

Will do, ma'am. I looked down towards her special entrance and tried to get a hold of my cock. "Stacy, I..." I firmly grasped it and pried at her wet lips. She looked up at me with a passionate smile. Now I could definitely see the hearts in her eyes. I quickly slid myself into her with intensity while we both loudly exclaimed our pleasure. "I love you, Stacy!" I gasped at her. I wasn't loud, but my voice was very forceful. I meant what I said. Stacy, meanwhile, shouted at me, unable to contain her joy. "I love you, too, Jackie! Fuck me!"

_Your wish is my command. _After taking a deep breath, I pulled my hips back and started to thrust into her delicious cavity. When our hips clapped together, she let out an adorable squeal while her titties flopped. "Mph, fuck! That dick is so good!" My hips started moving, and I started effortlessly pounding my mother. I grabbed onto her fun bags again and started groping them more forcefully this time. Stacy's hands, meanwhile, dragged me in for more kissing. Our moans were muffled out by the wet sounds of my balls slapping into her.

Mom pulled out her tongue and started to lick my neck and ears. It sent shivers down my spine and got me hornier than ever before. I tried to do the same to her but couldn't get a good angle. It wasn't for long anyway, because she stuck it back into my mouth and continued her slutty smooches. I tried my best to keep up with her slutty tongue, but Stacy was a very experienced lover. She must've made Dad happier than any other man on Earth.

I started to pinch her nips, inciting whorish screams of painful delight from Stacy. She started tearing up, which started to concern me, but I could tell that she enjoyed it by the heavenly moans she kept echoing in my mouth. I opened my eyes and saw hers roll again, as her body started to writhe once more in a climactic wave of lust. She ripped out her tongue a second time so she could cry out her orgasm. "Ah! Your cock, Jackie! It's so amazing! It's fucking breaking my cunt!"

I don't care how cheesy that sounded; that was fucking hot. Stacy's screams were more guttural this time as if she was truly reaching her breaking point. Her pussy clenching around my dick coupled with her violent shaking soon started taking me to the edge. Stacy's erotic scent opened up my pores and breathed new life into me. Her musk was so intoxicating that I could've fallen asleep in pure bliss. But I had to keep going. I had to give Mom my cum.

"Stacy... I'm ready to... burst..." I've never panted harder in my life. Her eyes shrunk down, and a smile appeared on her face before shouting in ecstasy. "Yes, Jackie! Cum in your mom's filthy cunt! Dump your jizz in my dirty pussy!" As unnecessary as it was, her vulgarity turned me on, sending me to the brink sooner than intended. Mom wrapped her legs behind my butt, making sure I cum in her. We were so enamored with each other's bodies that all we could live for was to please ourselves. The happiness of each other is all that matters. And I could 100% guarantee that Stacy is the happiest woman in the world. And I'm the happiest man.

Stacy's pussy started overflowing with its sweet nectar. I soon followed suit. "Stacy, I love you!" I yelled so hard that my voice started to hurt. Mom cried out in ecstasy, "I love you, t-!" This time, I didn't let her finish, as I stuck my tongue into her mouth yet again. The second our tongues touched, I came harder than I ever had before. I groaned into her mouth while my final thrust sealed the deal. For the first time in my life, I could actually feel my balls emptying themselves. Meanwhile, I felt gallons of her musky cum drip down my sack. God, our couch is so ruined. She moaned a beautiful moan, rattling the inside of my mouth with her orgasmic yell.

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I stayed in Stacy for at least 10 minutes after the deed was done. I just didn't want to go. I was created inside her, and I wanted to stay inside her. That, and our mouths were inseparable. I think Mom has a fetish for kissing because she just couldn't stop wrapping her tongue around mine. While we made out, I kept slowly and passionately groping her. After a while, though, our mouths separated. I still stayed inside her, but I just gazed into her eyes, as she did to mine. It was a beautiful moment. We felt like a long-married couple after a beautiful night of lovemaking.

"Hey," Stacy whispered. "C'mere for a sec." I was intrigued. I pressed my forehead onto hers, our post-orgasm breathing in complete sync. She then licked a bead of sweat off my face while lightly pressing a finger against my chest. "I belong to you now, Jackie. I'm not just your mother anymore. I'm your lover. Your bitch. Your slut. Your whore. Your slave." Stacy looked at me mischievously, but she produced an aura of seriousness while saying it. I knew she wasn't lying.

I will gladly accept this incredible woman as my mine and mine alone.

"I understand, Mom," I softly spoke to her. After she smiled warmly, I took my mother in for one final kiss. No tongue, however; just our lips tightly snugged around each other. A thought then popped into my mind. I broke the kiss with my sexy little angel. "Hey babe, let's go take a shower." She seemed happy with the idea. "I'd love that, hun. Let's get u-"

I shifted all of my leftover energy into my core and pried Stacy up off the couch. I was now holding her above the ground. The only things supporting her were her arms and legs wrapped around my back and ass. She gave a shriek of semi-fear. "Ah! Jackie put me down right now!" Stacy playfully yelled at me. Unlike Morgan, Stacy wasn't quite easy to pick up. I am by no means calling my mother fat, mind you; it's just that tits are not as light as some make them out to be. Okay, maybe she is a little chubby. I had to strain a little bit to walk toward the steps. But God damn it, I was determined.

Stacy continued her defiant complaining even as I was walking upstairs, but stopped after the slight thud of my stepping moved my dick around inside her. Her flooded cunt squelched with every single motion. Soon enough, I was erect again. I don't know where I get this energy from, but I don't mind. Stacy didn't seem to mind either, as every step produced another "ooh" and "ah" from my enchanting whore. I was able to open the bathroom door with one arm, thankfully. We got into the shower, with Mom still on me. Bending over to turn on the faucet was hard, but seeing Stacy gasp in bliss gave me the extra bit of effort I needed.

I pulled the knob to get the shower running, and the scalding water quickly soothed away our tense muscles. I refused to let go of Stacy, even when she asked to get her bottle of shampoo. "Boo, you're no fun, Jackie." She pouted at me. Her depressed look didn't seem very genuine, however. _Oh really? _"No fun, eh?" I retaliated, a snarky grin painting my face. "Who was it that made you go fucking crazy over their dick? Hm?" My captor sparkled through her eyes and shot her ears up. "Crazy? I think that's an understatement, Jackie! Your cock is fucking incredible! We are gonna fuck every day and night from now on. I'm gonna need some more later, baby~"

My eye twitched a small bit as I thought about my other mother. Later, huh? What about Morgan? You know what, I'll just cross that bridge when I get there. I chuckled a little, gaining my lover's attention. "What's so funny, babe?" I wiped a tear of amusement from my eye and stopped my laughter. "Nothing. It's just that you sounded like such a stock hentai character when we were fucking. 'Fuck my cunt, Jackie!'" I laughed even more at Stacy's annoyed expression. One of her ears started twitching. She rolled her eyes and gave an agitated groan. "Oh, shut up, you." She said under her breath, though it was hard to hear over the shower. Oh really? You're gonna talk back to your Master?

I gave my slutty mother a hard, wet slap on the ass, making her moan in delight. "Ah, I'm sorry, Master! I love you and your cock!" The wet, juicy slap against her round butt echoed endlessly through the shower. I was feeling particularly evil, so I slapped her again. "Ah! Master! I promise I'll be better next time!" She began panting again, and her pussy was now leaking. Third time's a charm, right? Smack! "Aaaaahhhh!" Stacy yelled and shook on my cock. Her legs once again clasped behind my butt, and her body was trembling with pleasure.

She started cumming again as I stood there, hands cupped around her glorious rump, filled with surprising arousal. She's a real masochist too, huh? Mom glanced up and pleaded with me. "J-Jackie... please stop... please..." I looked at Stacy, her eyes full of worry. "If I cum anymore, my pussy's gonna fucking dry out." Not wanting to totally break her (yet), I gave an exaggerated sigh and caved in.

I pulled my dick out of her tender and exhausted hole. It must've been marinating inside her for half an hour by now. It slid out like a stick of butter, along with a pint of our love juice. I placed Stacy back down on her feet, though she was very wobbly at first. She bent over and picked up my shampoo, putting it on for me. I giggled at her touch and then grabbed one of her bottles, reciprocating the cute favor. I don't know why, but it felt adorable to do this for each other. We continued our shower, trying our best to clean each other's love out of our fur.

When we finished washing, I spun around to put her bottles back on the shower caddy. As I turned back toward my mother, I was abruptly pushed against the wall. Though still woozy from our frantic fuck-fest, Stacy still seemed to have quite a bit of energy left in her. I gulped loudly while my knees buckled. _What the fuck is she gonna do to me? _The blue woman moved her face a couple of inches from mine. But although she gave me a look of pure lust, she licked her lips and gave me a cute kiss on the nose. I blinked in surprise as she smiled and laughed.

"Hehe! I love you so much, Jackie." Fuck, that was so sweet I might have to go to a dentist. She curled her arms around my back and pulled me in for a tight, wet hug. It was beautiful, and I could just barely hear her purring above the sound of the shower. We hugged for a minute or two while stroking our heads and backs.

"Hehe, this was so worth it," Stacy happily sighed to me. Worth it? Wait a minute: I lightly pushed myself off of Mom's saturated body and stared at her. "What do you mean by that, babe?" Calling her babe made her embrace me even harder. "Oh, baby," her words smoother than cream. She started stroking my hair with one hand while grabbing the faucet with the other. The shower turned off, taking all other sounds in the room with it. The noise hadn't been getting in the way of us talking, but I feel like she had to say something very important.

Mom begrudgingly backed away and looked at me with embarrassment. "Well, you see, Jackie," Stacy mumbled a bit. She curled her hair awkwardly with two claws. I nodded at her to continue, her having my full attention. "I don't know, this is gonna sound freaky..." Huh? I stared at my sexy mother and spoke as dryly as possible for comedic effect. "Freaky? Stacy, we just fucked each other. I, your own flesh and blood, your son, just pounded you like no tomorrow. And we even came together. I don't think anything can be freakier than that." I tried to look at her as deadpan as possible, but I couldn't hold a straight face after saying something so unreal like that. I burst out into a tiny fit of laughter before she continued. "Jackie, I've kinda l-l-loved you for a while..."

Come again?

"Come again?" I said, completely in tune with my mind for the first time in a while. My laughing stopped, and my ears were more perked-up than ever. Mom bit her bottom lip and nodded with closed eyes. "M-Mhm. Since you were 16, actually..." _What? She... she can't be serious, can she? It's just the sex getting to her mind, right? _I did a double-take and slapped myself in the face. Although I saw a few stars, I didn't wake up from a terribly erotic dream. She was actually telling me this. Mom looked ashamed of herself, but I held out my hand and grasped hers. Stacy's eyes met mine and I nodded again. The floor was hers.

Her tits jiggled as she took in air. "Jackie, you've been growing up into such a polite and well-mannered kid. Heh, well, I suppose I can't call you a kid anymore. You're my big, strong man, now. A big, strong man that I loved raising. Do you know how much love a mother feels for her own kid who she's raised? A whole fucking lotta love! Your growth and development are what keep me going. Seeing all the positivity you shed on others brings me happiness you wouldn't believe! I just love you so much as my son."

Aw, that was so sweet. But I'm not going to lie, it sounded kinda basic. The normal "I'm your mom and I love you this much" kinda speech. I leaned back against the rapidly cooling tile and crossed my arms. "But from what just happened almost 30 minutes ago, you love me as much more than just a son, it would seem." I tried my hardest not to sound condescending, but I feel like she took it that way. Stacy took in another large breath as she continued her verbal love letter to me. "Well hold on, that's the motherly-love aspect of it. I didn't actually start love loving you until you were maybe 16. I don't know what caused it, but I just started seeing Roy in you." Her saying my dad's name tugged a little at my heart.

I don't remember too much about my dad, unfortunately. It's a damn shame, too, because the stuff I can recall is enough to tell me he was an excellent father. I don't want to start bawling, so I'll keep that on the back burner for now. Just know that my dad, Roy Dusk, was the best father and husband out there. I just hope his spirit isn't watching the two of us right now. God, he'd be so incredibly disappointed in me.

Mom embraced my hand again and rubbed it against her face. "All of the things I loved the most about him were transferred to you. His hugs, his laugh, his raggedy hair..." She paused briefly and sniffed in my general direction, before pinching her nose shut and fanning her hand at me. "Bleugh, his B.O, too." I hunched over and rolled my eyes at Mom as she snorted. "All of it. I had to hold it in, though, because I married Morg- er, your mother." I could totally understand. I can't really be the only case of incest on this level, can I? There has to have been another woman out there who used her son to fill the void of her departed husband, right? Wait, Stacy isn't using me, is she?

"B-but it was so tough, Jackie!" Mom stammered. She threw her fists downs defeatedly. "I remember the day you came home and said that you and your friend Deborah started dating. You remember how happy I was, right? It took every fiber of my being to not cry in jealousy. And I had nobody to talk to about it. Morgan would either laugh it all off or divorce me. And I wouldn't ever dare risk it. I had no choice but to keep it all in. And you know me, Jackie. When I keep stuff up there, it turns into an echo chamber."

I lightly smirked and nodded. It was true. Mom's the kind of woman who can't and shouldn't leave things unsaid. Even if what needs to be said isn't pleasant, it'll be a hell of a lot worse if she keeps it bottled up inside. "And then you came home one day a year or so later and told us you two had split up. You remember how I actually did cry for you, right?" Yeah, I remember. Deborah got out of class when I was having lunch to break the news to me that day. I wouldn't call it a mutual breakup, but I certainly didn't hold a grudge. Morgan didn't feel quite the same, however. Stacy felt that way, too, but now I know why she took it harder than I did.

"I didn't just cry because my baby lost the girl he loved, but I also cried for her. I cried for Deb losing the best man she'd ever find. I wanted to just cuddle you and be emotional for the rest of the week. I wanted you to embrace my body and feel my love." That sentence made my dick tingle a small bit. Not enough to get back up, but enough to get it prepared. Embrace your body, you say? "Do you mean sexually?" I asked her.

My mother blushed a little, but she didn't let it overcome her. She put a claw on her chin and pondered for a second. "Maybe? I can't remember if I thought that way about you yet. But I do remember I really wanted you when I came in on you jacking off after your 17th birthday." She grinned mischievously at me, bouncing her eyebrows up and down. Now her blush was in full force yet again, but it was me who was surprised this time. I laughed awkwardly and rubbed my neck.

Yeah... that happened one time. I suppose it happens to the best of us, but it still wasn't what I expected. I remember jacking off to a really good scene with 3 of my favorite actresses in it. I had an awful day at school earlier that afternoon, so watching a hot, oily orgy while beating my meat was a good way to take the edge off. Anyway, I was probably a couple of moments away from cumming when, for no reason whatsoever, Mom bursts in through my door. I don't even know what she was trying to do or say, all I know is that she saw my cock in my hand and she yelped. After freaking out and throwing a blanket at me, I apologized profusely. I'm guessing she told Morgan about it, and that's most likely why I wasn't invited for ice cream later that evening.

With a dopey smile on my face, I blushed and motioned my mother to continue. She bit her lip and nodded. "I know you immediately hid, but the thing is..." She trailed off slightly and blushed the absolute hardest I've ever seen. The red heat from her blood mixing with her light-blue fur turned her face a strange hue of purple. As much as I didn't want to keep a hold of that memory, I was really hooked on this now, so I begged her to continue. "The thing is...?"

Mom audibly gulped and turned her face towards the shower curtain, slowly. "I... was... already watching you... through the keyhole..."

What.

I was taken aback. I tilted my head to the side and was ready to ask her what the fuck she meant, but the busty kitty continued. "Jackie, your adorably handsome moans... I swear, they sounded just like Roy's. A-and the way you jerked it was just like how he did, too! When I said you have all of the things I loved about your father, I meant it! In fact, the reason I came in was so I could get a better glance at it, albeit for only a second. Lo and behold, it looked exactly like his, down to the vein."

Oh my God, this woman. I didn't have time to look shocked before she kept going. "After scaring the shit out of you, I stormed out and went downstairs. But you're lucky you didn't see the cum-stains I got on me! Jackie, I wasn't just watching you get off, I was getting off to watching you get off! That evening, I was thinking about your huge dick, even while Morgan and I made love." My dick tingled again. To know that even then I was wanted by my mother was almost too much to handle. Mom... was masturbating... to me... What a world to live in.

I was still confused, though. "But that was almost a year ago; why did you wait till now to get your hands on me?" She shifted on her feet and twirled her hair a little. God, she looks so fucking cute when she's on the spot like this. "Well, on the off-chance that we got caught right now, I wouldn't be thrown in jail because you're a fully-consenting adult." Stacy and I both chuckled a little.

"Nah, but for real, having you turn 18 was finally the reason for me to go in for the kill. I can't explain it, but it just felt right, I suppose. What better way to enter adulthood than by getting some great pussy, am I right?" I spat out what little bit of saliva there was in my mouth and started howling. My right side started to cramp a little as I tried to grab onto the wall. Fucking hell, that should not have been as funny as it was. Mom laughed a little, too, but quickly shook herself out of it and finished her thought. "But it's just that my body wouldn't let me. I had an awful shift on Friday, remember? If my back wasn't so sore, I would've taken you to Cum City at midnight. Population: us." Mom is on a fucking roll today.

Her breasts and stomach bounced one more time as she took in a final, deep breath. "But I just couldn't do it. I had to wait. I wasn't gonna do it yesterday, either, because you just didn't have the energy in you later in the day. So, I had to wait for Sunday; today. I knew I was gonna get my chance because Morgan told me she was seeing a friend. You have no idea how happy that text made me when I went on break. For the next two and a half hours, my mind was focused on how I was gonna make you mine." So it wasn't as spur-of-the-moment as I thought it was, huh? She's been wanting to do this since about 11 this morning. Wow. I saw Mom give a sheepish look at me while her face turned red again.

"O-of course, because all I was thinking about was your cock, I couldn't do my job that well and I knocked over lots of stuff. My shoulders and back were actually hurting, but I knew if I played it well enough, I could get you to touch me. Touch me you did, and now we're here; about a half-hour later, with the scent of our cum stained into our fur." Stacy sniffed her arm and made a face signifying the scent was still there.

I stood there, dumbfounded. I cannot believe it. I mean, I can. I usually believe Mom when it comes to heartfelt stuff, but I was just in shock. She had actual feelings for me for this long? I just couldn't believe it. Mom walked up to me and bent over a little, looking up at my face. "By the way, hun..." She began with a soft tone. I fazed back into reality and stared into her marvelous eyes. She gleamed at me and pressed her boobs against my chest.

"This is obviously staying between us. I don't think your mother would appreciate the fact I'm basically cheating on her. You understand me, Jackie?" Crystal clear. Though when she said it like that, it made me think of myself as the bad guy. Am I? I'm fucking both of my mothers secretly, but they both kinda instigated it. Nonetheless, I nodded at my sexy mother, to which she slowly backed off and opened the shower curtain. "Good. Now then, let's dry off before she gets back. I'll head out first." I didn't wanna let her.

She reached for a towel, but I had to have her again. Powered by incredible lust, I lunged at my mother, grabbed her mouth, and just went fucking crazy. I pushed her back to the wall this time and pressed my body up to hers, all while slobbering all over her lips. For once, she had to do her best to keep up with me. We both moaned ferally. Our loving gasps turned into snarls of greedy pleasure. It felt so much better to not put a filter on myself. My sexy mother probably felt the exact same, as she made sure her carnal growls filled the air around us. I wanted to fuck her so hard right then and right there. My left hand slid down her slippery rear and grabbed my dick. It was tense, as it did just cum twice in less than 30 minutes. But it craved Stacy's cunt once again.

"Mph! Jackie, I love you so much!" Stacy pried off my mouth and started kissing my neck. Her dainty lips tickled my skin and sent tingles down my erection. I squeezed her butt even harder, causing her voice to pitch itself up a couple of octaves. "Ahn! Babe, I want nothing but you and your dick for the rest of my life! Please, make me your fucktoy!" Her disgusting words echoed across the bathroom. I eagerly stuffed my rod inside Mom's leaky entrance. Mom pressed her forehead into mine and purred louder than ever before. I heard the trilling coming from her throat and couldn't hold myself back. I wanted to absolutely destroy her. As her pussy trembled around my length, I told Mom what I wanted to do to her.

"Stacy," I growled at her. My angelic mother stared at me with a ravenous hunger in her eyes. The simple act of me calling her by name with such a dangerously horny tone in my voice made her knees shake. Though our bodies have dried a little since turning the shower off, her cunt started leaking again and started drowning our legs. Without breaking eye contact, she moved up and jumped onto me, wrapping her arms and legs around my body. Passionately, she growled back at me with visible fangs. "Yes, my hunk of a son? What is it?" What I wanted to say felt so strange, but so is what we've been doing for the past half-hour or so, so I might as well say it, right? Licking my lips and showing my fangs, I crept to her ear and whispered viciously.

"I'm gonna fuck you until you can't walk."