Chapter 1

As the morning sunlight filtered through the curtains, Angela and Peter were still tangled in each other’s embrace. Their bodies glistened with sweat and their minds were still reeling from the intense pleasure they had shared the night before.

Angela opened her eyes and smiled as she saw Peter sleeping peacefully beside her. She couldn’t believe what had happened, but she also couldn’t deny how happy she felt. For the first time in a long time, she felt truly satisfied and loved.

As she turned to face him, Peter slowly opened his eyes and smiled back at her.

“Good morning, my love.” he whispered, planting a soft kiss on her lips.

“Morning, my darling.” Angela replied, returning his kiss with equal tenderness.

For a moment they just laid there, basking in each other’s presence until reality started to sink in. They were mother and son, and what they had done was considered taboo by society’s standards.

But as they looked into each other’s eyes, any sense of guilt or shame disappeared. They were two normal persons who had found love in an unexpected place.

As Angela and Peter got out of bed, they were faced with the reality of their situation. They couldn’t continue their relationship in secret forever, but they also knew that society would not accept it.

“Okay, time to be a mom again. What do you want for breakfast?” Angela asked, trying to brush off any awkwardness.

Peter laughed and replied, “Anything you make will be delicious.”

As Angela and Peter sat at the kitchen table, enjoying their breakfast together, Angela couldn’t help but feel a sense of guilt creeping up on her. She knew that what they were doing was considered taboo by society’s standards and she didn’t want to corrupt her son or jeopardize their relationship.

Peter noticed the change in her demeanor and gently placed his hand over hers.

“Mom, please don’t worry. I know what we’re doing is unconventional, but it feels right and natural to me. I love you as a mom and as a woman.” he said sincerely.

Angela’s eyes welled up with tears as she looked at her son with love and gratitude.

“I love you too, honey.” she replied, placing a kiss on his forehead.

“Honey, let’s make something very clear. We may be lovers now, but I will always be your mother. That means that you keep doing your chores, studying hard and not shirking your responsibilities. Am I being clear?” she said firmly.

“Crystal, Mom!” Angela replied with a small smile. “You don’t need to worry. As I said before, I love you as my mom and I love you as a woman. The important thing is that I love you more than ever!”

Angela felt overwhelmed with emotion as she looked into her son’s eyes. She knew that Peter was right - their relationship might never be publicly accepted, but it didn’t change how much they loved each other.

“Now, Mommy needs her protein,” she said mischievously as she kneeled in front of Peter and opened his knees. Angela’s long, curled hair cascaded over her shoulders as she knelt in front of Peter. Her lips were full and pink, glistening with a hint of gloss. Peter’s penis was long and thick, standing erect in her hand as she leaned in closer.

Then she pulled his penis out and started to kiss it. Her tongue grazed over the tip of Peter’s penis, tasting the mix of his skin and the salty taste of his arousal.

Peter moaned with pleasure as Angela’s lips moved up and down his shaft. She continued to work him until he was fully erect.

“Mmmm ... you taste so good,” Angela whispered before taking him into her mouth.

Peter couldn’t deny that it felt amazing. His mother was pleasuring him like no one else ever had.

As their forbidden lovemaking continued, they both forgot about their worries and focused solely on each other’s pleasure.

Peter reached for her breasts and started to caress them. Angela moaned and used one hand to estimulate herself.

As Angela continued to pleasure her son, she couldn’t help but think that she had never experienced anything like this before - the intense connection with her own flesh and blood was overwhelming, but at the same time, it felt incredibly right.

Peter reached for her breasts and started to caress them, his hands exploring every curve and mound. Angela moaned in pleasure and used one hand to stimulate herself as Peter’s touch drove her wild.

When she thought she was wet enough, she stood up and sat on his lap, her pussy lips pushing against his penis. Peter groaned at the sensation, his erection pressing against her soft skin. The feeling of their pubic hair rubbing against each other only added to the intense pleasure they were both experiencing.

She raised up her hips a little, just enough to position his cock against her opening. Then, with a sigh, she impaled herself on her lover’s tool.

Peter’s face contorted in pleasure as he moaned, his eyelids fluttering shut. Their bodies were entwined, their skin glistening with sweat in the dim light of the room. The sight of their pubic hair rubbing together added to the erotic scene.

She mashed her lips against his. Both Angela and Peter could taste the salty tang of sweat on their lips as they gasped and moaned in pleasure.

Angela slowly started to move up and down on top of Peter, her hips grinding against him as she rode him. Her moans grew louder as she found a steady rhythm, each thrust bringing them closer to climax.

Peter’s hands roamed all over Angela’s body as he watched her lose herself in pleasure. He marveled at how beautiful and desirable his mother was, feeling grateful that he was able to experience this with her.

Their lovemaking became more urgent as they both neared their climax. Their bodies moved in perfect harmony, their passion consuming them completely.

The room filled with the sound of their panting breaths, the occasional moan and whisper of endearments filling the space. As they held each other, their heartbeats and the sounds of the world outside become muted, creating a sense of intimacy and privacy.

With one final thrust, they both reached their peak together - Angela crying out in ecstasy as Peter released inside of her. They collapsed onto each other in a heap of limbs and sweat, their hearts beating erratically from the intensity of their lovemaking.

As they caught their breaths and basked in the afterglow, Angela couldn’t help but feel a sense of contentment wash over her. Despite all odds and societal norms telling them it was wrong, she had never felt more connected or alive than she did with Peter by her side. The air was heavy with the musky aroma of their lovemaking, a heady combination of sweat and desire that filled their lungs.

Angela lingered on Peter’s lap, her legs intertwined with his as they caught their breath. She could feel his penis slowly deflating inside of her, bringing an end to their passionate lovemaking. The warmth between them seemed to radiate, creating a sense of intimacy and contentment. Eventually, she stood up and gave him a last kiss, before sitting to eat her own breakfast.

Angela waited until Peter left the house before she finally allowed herself to relax. She took a deep breath and reached for her phone, dialing her older sister’s number.

“Hi, Sis!” Jenn greeted Angela excitedly as she answered the call. “Did you do it?” she asked eagerly.

Angela couldn’t help but smile at her sister’s enthusiasm. “Yes, I did,” she replied with a hint of satisfaction in her voice.

Jenn let out a small squeal on the other end of the line. “I can’t believe it! How was it?” she asked inquisitively.

Angela laughed softly, feeling a sense of relief wash over her now that she was able to share this secret with someone else. “It was ... amazing,” she admitted, butterflies fluttering in her stomach as she recalled their passionate lovemaking.

Jenn let out another excited sound on the other end of the line. “I knew it would be!” she exclaimed. “So what happens now? How do you feel about it?”

Angela sighed, knowing that this was the question that had been plaguing her mind since that morning. “I feel good!” she replied honestly. “We talked about it afterwards, and we sorta reached an agreement.”

“How so?” Jenn asked.

“Well, I made clear that we were lovers now, but I would always be his mother. So he should not take our relationship as an excuse to shirk on his duties.”

“That’s okay, ” Jenn said. “I had the same conversation with Chuck after our first time.”

“Did it go well?” Angela asked.