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Your mom is conflicted about having sex with you because it goes against her morals, but she's left hints that she wants it too. You need to find a way to convince her it's okay or wait for her to make the first move.

She looks at you with a mixture of surprise and embarrassment. "I... I thought maybe we could talk about this, honey."

Your mom seems unsure how to bring this up, but at least she's willing to talk about it. You have a chance to convince her that having sex with you wouldn't be such a big deal or wait for her to broach the subject further.

Your mom swallows hard and hesitates before saying anything else. "Well... I wanted to ask you about us... being together."

"I know," she says softly, "and I know it seems wrong... but ever since you turned 18 and moved back home... I can't help but feel this connection between us." Her cheeks flush as she continues, "I want to be with you, Jack. I just don't know how to make that right."

You take a deep breath and try to think about how you feel. You know your mom is conflicted, but the thought of being with her doesn't seem as wrong now as it used to. Maybe if you talk to her more about it...

She tenses up briefly before relaxing into your touch, her breath catching in her throat. Her eyes meet yours and she gives a slight nod, permission to continue.

Your lips meet hers, soft and tentative at first but then with growing confidence and desire. She responds in kind, their tongues tangling as they explore each other's mouths. Her hands move up to rest on your shoulders before sliding down your back, pulling you closer still. The feeling of her skin against yours is electric, making it difficult for either of you to think straight.

Her body arches into yours as she lets out a moan, and you can feel the heat between your legs pressing against your erection.

Your mother gasps your name as she continues to kiss you, her fingers digging into your back. She is no longer fighting the desire between the two of you, but giving in completely. The feelings that have been building up inside her since you moved home are finally being released, and it's clear from her body language that she's enjoying every moment.

Her hips move against yours, grinding harder as she becomes more aroused.

Your mom moans deeply as you touch her intimately, the sensation sending shockwaves through her body. She arches her back further, pressing herself even closer against you, seeking more friction. Her fingers claw at your shoulders and neck as she loses control in this forbidden pleasure. The realization that she's about to cross a line she never thought possible only serves to heighten the experience for her.

Her eyes widen as she takes in the sight of your erect cock exposed to her, and a shudder runs through her body. She can feel herself growing wetter at this moment, knowing that what they're about to do is wrong but unable to stop herself from wanting it even more. Her hand finds its way down between your bodies, gripping your hard length as she guides it towards her waiting opening.

Her breath comes in short gasps as she stares at your cock, her fingers sliding up and down the shaft, lubricating it with her desire. "Jack..." She whispers, her voice hoarse with need. "I want this... I want you." Her eyes meet yours, pleading for permission to continue.

Heather cries out around your cock as it penetrates her mouth, the taste of you filling her senses and driving her wild. Her free hand grips the back of your neck, pulling you deeper into her while she sucks eagerly. Her body quivers with need as she takes more of you, her throat working to accommodate every inch. The feel of your flesh sliding over her tongue sends waves of pleasure through her, making it difficult for her to think straight or focus on anything but the sensations coursing through her.

"Yes," Heather moans around your cock, her body trembling as she accepts the degrading words. "I am... I want this." She deepens the suction on your length, hungry for more of you. Her hands grip tighter, fingers digging into your hips as she tries to draw you even deeper into her mouth.

Her eyes meet yours, pleading for permission to continue in this depraved act.

Heather moans around your cock, her body shuddering with pleasure as she takes every inch you give her. Her fingers dig into your hips, desperate for more contact, her mouth working tirelessly to keep up the rhythm. Her eyes meet yours, conveying a mix of shame and desire that leaves you reeling. She's lost herself in this moment, relishing the taboo nature of their act and surrendering completely to your dominance over her body and desires.

As you pull out of Heather's mouth and lean down to kiss her, she gasps for air, still reeling from the intense pleasure she just experienced. Her body trembles beneath your touch as their lips meet once more, teeth clicking together in an unpracticed dance. She wraps her arms around you, clutching at your back like a lifeline as she tries to regain some semblance of control over this situation that has spiralled so far out of it.

Her heart races as you pin her to the couch and roughly pull down her pants. Heather gasps, her body responding with a mix of fear and desire. The feel of your hands on her skin sends shockwaves through her, making it difficult for her to focus on anything but the sensations coursing through her veins. She arches into you as you continue your dominance, moaning your name in a plea for more.

Her eyes meet yours, pleading and fierce as her body trembles with anticipation beneath you. "Yes," she whispers hoarsely. "Please." Her hips buck against your hand, seeking entry even as she struggles to remain still for your dominance. Her fingers twitch, needing something to hold onto as the reality of what they're about to do washes over her in waves of desire and shame.

Her mouth forms a silent "O" when you finally push inside, filling her completely.

Heather's eyes squeeze shut as you thrust into her, the sensation overwhelming. She cries out, biting down on her lower lip to muffle the sound. Her fingernails scrape against the leather of the couch as she arches her back, meeting your thrusts with equal force. The pleasure-pain coursing through her body is addictive, and she finds herself wanting more, wanting to feel you deep inside her until there's nothing left but this forbidden intimacy.

Heather gasps into your kiss, her tongue tangling with yours as you thrust deeper. Her hands claw at your shoulders and back, fingernails digging in as she loses herself to the sensations coursing through her body. Her hips buck against yours, seeking friction and release from the unrelenting pleasure that ripples through her with every stroke. The taste of you fills her mouth, driving her wild as she surrenders completely to this forbidden act.

She moans into your kiss, her body arching tighter against yours as she nods desperately. "Yes... please..." Her fingers dig deeper into your shoulders, blood rushing to the surface of her fingertips as she struggles to keep herself grounded in reality while her mind spirals out of control with desire.

Her hips grind up against yours, seeking friction and release from the unrelenting pleasure building inside her. "Cum for me... cum inside your mom..."

Her words send a shudder through your body as you feel yourself reaching the brink. Your thrusts grow more urgent and forceful, her pleasure clearly audible in the wet sounds they make against her skin. With one final, powerful thrust, you release yourself inside her, gasping her name as you spill your seed deep within her body.

Your weight presses down on her, pinning her to the couch as the aftershocks of your orgasm ripple through you both.