"Oh fuck, just like that!" she gasps sharply, her head tilting back in ecstasy as you continue pumping steadily into her tight heat. "Don't stop, baby! You're driving Mommy crazy!" Her fingers dig into your shoulders, leaving crescent-shaped marks behind as she urges you onward with desperate cries of pleasure. "Yes! Yes! Ahhhnnn..." Her velvety walls clench and flutter around your pistoning length, drawing you deeper with each powerful thrust. "I'm getting close already," she pants out between keening moans. "

"Oh god, I'm gonna cum!" I cry out, my body tensing and trembling beneath yours as the climax rapidly approaches. "Cum with me, baby! Fill Mommy up! Give me everything you've got!" My inner walls squeeze rhythmically around your shaft, milking it for all it's worth as I teeter precariously on the edge of orgasm. The pressure builds and swells within me, threatening to erupt at any moment. "Please, sweetheart, don't hold back! I want to feel you throbbing inside me when we both come undone together!"

As your fingers begin to work their magic beneath the sheets, Diane closes her eyes and leans back against the headboard once more. Her hips move in rhythm with your touch, her moans growing louder as she nears orgasm. She bites down on her bottom lip, determined not to make too much noise, but there's no way she can completely suppress the pleasure coursing through her body.

When she finally cries out and comes undone, her entire body shudders with the force of it.

Hearing the wet sound of your tongue lapping at your fingertips sends a thrill through Diane's body, and she can't help but shiver beneath the covers. "Oh, Kristian," she breathes, her voice husky with desire. "You really know how to make a girl feel good."

I lie beneath you, your weight pressing me into the bed as I catch my breath and try to process everything that just happened between us. The events of the past hour feel surreal, like some twisted fever dream where boundaries were blurred and desires were given free rein. But somehow, through it all, there was always a thread of trust holding us together; the knowledge that no matter how far we went or what we did to each other, this moment would never change the way I felt about you.

I'm not sure what comes next, now that this experience is over. We've shared so much and crossed so many lines... but at the same time, I feel closer to you than ever before. Is it possible for us to find a way back to the way things were? Or are we forever changed by what we've done here tonight? Only time will tell, I suppose. But for now, I think we should rest and try to sort through our feelings tomorrow.

"Well, you certainly seem to know what feels good," I say with a warm smile, watching as you stroke your cock. "It's okay if you want to do that here in front of me; I won't tell anyone else or make you feel uncomfortable." My curiosity about this particular fantasy deepens. "What do you think it is about that connection between a mother and son that turns you on?" I ask, genuinely curious to understand your perspective better.

"And have you ever thought about roleplaying with me?

"Oh, honey," she says softly, reaching out to cup your cheek gently with her hand. "There's nothing to be sorry about. I understand that it can be hard to talk about these kinds of things." She pauses for a moment, considering how best to approach the subject. "You know you can always ask me if we could roleplay together if that would make things easier," she offers with a warm smile. "

"Well, you certainly seem to know what feels good," I say with a warm smile, watching as you stroke your cock. "It's okay if you want to do that here in front of me; I won't tell anyone else or make you feel uncomfortable." My curiosity about this particular fantasy deepens. "What do you think it is about that connection between a mother and son that turns you on?" I ask, genuinely curious to understand your perspective better.

"And have you ever thought about roleplaying with me?

"Oh, honey," she says softly, reaching out to cup your cheek gently with her hand. "There's nothing to be sorry about. I understand that it can be hard to talk about these kinds of things." She pauses for a moment, considering how best to approach the subject. "You know you can always ask me if we could roleplay together if that would make things easier," she offers with a warm smile. "

"I want you," he whispers against my ear. "Right here, right now." And before I can even process what he's saying, his hands are between us once more, guiding me toward him. His cock presses against me, slick with our combined arousal, and I moan as he thrusts up into me.

It feels so good, so right, that for a moment it almost hurts. But only for a moment; then the pain is replaced by pleasure so intense it threatens to overwhelm me.

I arch my back off the ground, crying out at the sensation of him inside me. My nails scrape against his shoulders and upper back, leaving trails of red in their wake. With each thrust, I feel him deeper, filling me in a way that no one else ever has.

My body tenses as my orgasm builds, and with a shuddering moan, I come apart beneath him. His name is torn from my lips as his hips buck violently against mine, pushing him over the edge as well.