It was the night of another purge. Mary was preparing a delicious Italian dinner for her family. At the age of 39, Mary is often lauded by her neighbors for how beautiful, young body after birthing twice already. Whenever her friends point that fact out, she would always try to act humble and pretend that they're just trying to gaudy her. As she collected the plates, forks, and knives, she hears a light beeping noise close-by. While looking around to figure where it was coming from, she kicks on something metal and heavy. "Ah, Christ!" The mother says aloud. Directly underneath her long skirt was one of her son's stupid spying vehicles, and she angrily moved the toy aside. Mary lifted up the vehicle to eye level, ready to scold her child. Staring where the camera is, she says towards the mouthpiece, "You can't keep creeping up on me like that Charlie. You've been excessively doing it for the past week, and it's getting really annoying, as well as creepy." As the machine backed away towards her son's room, she sighs and rubs her hurt ankle before she continues her dinner prepping. Knowing no one was now around, she proceeded to take off her thick sweater, allowing her busty, slender body to be more free from fabric, as her top was a rather loose white shirt, exposing her lovely bra. "Now, where was I?"

3 Minutes Earlier...

Ever since his home had been invaded 3 years ago, Charlie has had a non-innate urge to go purging. That being said, his interests in lawlessness was more about performing petty crimes, not necessarily killing or anything bloody, which would be hard to do when that's the behavior everyone else does during the Purge during the Purge nights. He wanted to break SOME laws, and for the past 2 years he had devised his best idea yet. However, it certainly was no 'petty crime' that was on his mind. Something more hormonally driven had to be accommodated. "Fuck, mom is so sexy." He says to himself with a low moan as he watches from the monitor displaying the camera display on the spying vehicle. Charlie enjoyed the view of his milf's underskirt. Her sweet and plump ass was as busty as ever, and he loved the slight sight of her dark lingerie. He rubbed himself a little, and groans as he sees his mom bend down to open a cabinet, giving an amazing view of her trunk. Then, he notices her turning around, and sees the camera shake. From the microphone he heard a yell, and knew his mother kicked it. The camera was blocked by the dark floor, and showed video once more as his mother picked it up. "You can't keep creeping up on me like that Charlie. You've been excessively doing it for the past week, and it's getting really annoying as well, as well as creepy." Charlie sees that the vehicle was not again flat on the ground, and he proceeds to roll it away using his free hand. Charlie sighs, and looks down to see he got worked up over nothing. I can't be left with just that, I was so close! Frustrated, he had his absolutely astounding plan ready, and he believed now was the time to do so. He grabbed a pepper shaker, and went downstairs. There, his mother was humming to herself, and he stared at how beautiful her body was.

Mary was shaking her body, making her butt wiggle a little, and Charlie felt himself get stiff at the sight. He approached his mom slowly before jumping upon her and hugging her. Surprised, she said, "Woaaah there Charlie. I'm still mad at you for spying on me. You do it so much it drives me crazy." She lightly nudged him away like he was a little boy. He told her sorry, and replied, "I found this amazing blend of spices that you can put into our meal. He showed it to her with a grin. Mary smiled, and sprinkled a good amount onto the pasta." Mary kissed him on the cheek and called him a good boy in response. As she did so, Charlie went it for another hug, now front to front from a wrap around his mother's waist. Mary's free boobs rubbed around Charlie's body, to which Charlie squished the mounds in. Her son was fairly hard at that point, and he nudged himself a bit more inwards to feel his cock graze in between her thighs. Charlie could feel her juicy thighs were nearly clamped around his dick, and he slowly slid in deeper between her skirt. With that motion, Mary felt something rough brush on her, and she backed away from her son confused. Before she could look down to see what was poking her, her boy turned away from her to go back to his room. Charlie just grinned, and walking back up he thought to himself, I won't be a good boy soon enough mother.

Dinner...

James, Zoey, and himself sat at the dining table. His mother came over with a pot full of the spiked pasta, and placed it on the table. Ah lovely, my mother's boobs are so plump, thought Charlie. Mary brushed on her skirt as she sat herself down. When she sat, she told the family Charlie added a bit of something that he hoped will make it taste better. Mom and dad clapped to him, while his sister was busy messaging her boyfriend. As the family ate, Charlie looked through his notepad. "Honey, why aren't you eating? Why don't you ever eat with us during the purge nights?" James looked over to his son, and just sighed. "Dear, just let Charlie do his own thing. Thank you for helping out with the food son, now let daddy secure the house before 'it' happens." Charlie looked up and saw his frustrated, hot mother and smiled smiled, before looking back at his notepad. In dark-red marker he had written: The effects occur in around 30-45 minutes. When the message for the purge's beginning bellowed, Zoey, Mary, and Charlie took time to respect their survival those years past. Then, they went off to do seperate things. Charlie looked at his pasta and clock, and laughed a little.

Purge Night...

Mary slowly awoke from inside of a dark room. Where... am I? She felt very light-headed, and couldn't see anything. The woman was lying on the wooden floor, and while struggling to rise, realized her hands and feet were bounded behind her back tightly. She had ductape covering her mouth, and was incredibly afraid. As she squirmed and tried to get up straight, she heard footsteps coming. She screamed into the tape, and began to squirm faster. The door to the room opened, and light shone in. With a click noise from above her, a lightbulb overhead turned on. She screamed into the tape, and stopped as she saw Charlie was standing infront of her. She let out a sigh of relief as he ripped off the ductape, and his mother whispered, "Wh-where are we Charlie baby? Where's daddy and Zoey?" Putting her upright and kneeling, he said, "We are fine mom. We're just at home, and they're asleep in their rooms." Looking around, Mary couldn't really tell where she was, and was very dizzy. "What room are we in baby?" Charlie explained that they were in his secret hiding room, and they'll be okay. He pulled out a scissor from his pocket, went behind her and said, "Let me get you out of these stupid things." As he cut away, his mother was beginning to relax.

"All I remember was feeling really tired while cleaning up the dishes. I guess I must've dozed off." Charlie said nothing, and continued working on his mother. "Um, Charlie sweetie. Can you tell mommy why you brought her into your 'hiding room', and also why you have one?" Charlie continued being unresponsive, agitating his confused mother. The only response was the sound of snipping from the scissors. "God damn it Charlie! Why am I here and why am I tied up?" Charlie just grinned, as he rubbed his mother's soft hair while pretending he was 'cutting off the rope' he placed around his own delicious MILF. He lowered his hand down her back, feeling her smooth skin on his palm.

Mary wondered what was taking her son so long to unbind her. Why am I even tied up in the first place?! "Um Charlie, just cut straight across and the rope should tear off me please." Mary said in a croaked voice, a bit of worry coming out from her. As she said that, Charlie circled over to walk infront of her and began cutting stuff underneath her. She was incredibly surprised, and she looked down, noticed he was snipping on her black shirt. He pulled the in half cloth off her smooth body, and she became horrified. "Honey, w-w-what do you think you're doing?!" with a tone of disgust. He felt his mother's breast from the lacy bra, and she let out a gasp from shock. "It's too tight mom, let me help." Snip snip snip. He cut the black undergarment off her, and her trapped boobs dangled out completely exposed. Charlie eyed the round mounds of his mom's now exposed chest, and he licked his lips at how succulent they looked. Mary couldn't at all comprehend what was happening, and began to panic badly. He suckled on his mother's left nipple and rubbed her right boob. Mary was in awe, and wanted to scream but couldn't. She only had her mouth agape, yet no words or sound came out. That's when he bit down and made his mom squeal, switching breast every 40 seconds. It feels so good, he thought. "Ba-baby. I-I-I-I'm you're motherrr." It hurt her and made her pleasured so sporadically. Oh god, what is happening! "St-stop Charlie-e! Th-this is so wrooong!" She gasped and involuntarily moaned as her child lapped and nibbled at her tits.

Charlie paused his abuse on his mother's breasts, and now focused on the prime event. He pulled down her skirt a little bit, and cut her unneeded panties off. He pulled down his pants and boxers, revealing his erection that he saved just for his #1 woman. "Open your mouth mother." His mother's eyes widened from shock. Mary knew what he wanted, and kept them firmly shut. He picked up a cylindrical object, something Mary knew he had taken from her room, and went behind her. She braced for what was to occur. Charlie forced the buttplug into her tiny asshole deeply. She bit down on her lips to prevent his plan. "Open them. You dirty MILF." He rubbed his mother's moist lips with a finger, and she shook her head in quivering defiance. Smiling, he pulled out another object. She knew right away what it was, and struggled as he shoved it into her vagina. Turning the sex-machine on, she tried hard to resist. She resisted and resisted, but she couldn't take it. She let out a large gasp from the sensation of the vibrator and buttplug, and he seized the opportunity.

He pushed her chin up, grabbed his mother's head, and slammed it into his dick. He shoved back and forth into her hot, wet chasm. She hated the salty rod in her mouth, but was forced to lick it due to the angle she was positioned. She was sprawled atop a anal dildo, and her arms flailing within bondage. His disgusting teen pubic hair also made it impossible for her to breathe through her nose properly. After what felt like eternity, he made a loud grunting sound, and was huffing. He wasn't planning to spill his seed, especially not during a compromising time like this. "TAKE IT ALL, MOM!" He shoved her head deep upon his penis, and came into his milf's unwelcoming throat. The goo spewed down Mary, feeding her her child's sperm. It was so much, and was so rough. Mary gargled and had to suck it all in to not choke. She coughed around her baby's erection. Pushing her off him, he left the room. His mother was gasping for air, with semen all over her gaping mouth. She spat out whatever she couldn't swallow, and panted like a bitch. Sweat dripped from all over her; the action draining her of force. She was still on top of the sextoys, and couldn't prevent herself from cumming on them.

Every hour of that faithful purge he came back to abuse; violate his mother's gorgeous young face. Sometimes he would make her perform oral, other times titfucks, sometimes simply jerking off on her face to sprinkle his semen to make his dirty mommy all the more beautiful. Every hour he would decrease the speed of the vibrator, and by the fourth hour eased her off the dildo, making her focus all her remaining energy to her child's penis. "Honey, I... I can't take this... I'm your mother, baby- mmrph erf mmm!" Cut off by him reinserting his dick once more, to show her her right of speech. By 6:30 her face was smothered in white, with her makeup smeared from all her crying from all the pain, as well as the unwanted pleasure from the incestuous love. "Let's clean you up mom." He pulled out the remaining object from her. Charlie grabbed her by her cum covered breasts and dragged her across the floor. Her exposed butt slid across the pavement, making it cold and irritating Mary. Once they had reached the bathroom, he leaned her on the side of the bathtub.

Having brought his scissors, he cut off the binds around his mom's arms and legs. Then, he plopped her onto the tub freed. She was laid down with her right arm hanging over the edge of the space and head resting on the side of the tub.

"If you deepthroat me willingly, I will kindly wash you and leave you alone."

He got into the tub with her, hovering over her naked cum-covered body. Seeing that as the only real option she had available, she welcomed her son's approaching penis into her open mouth, and sucked for her life. Charlie turned the faucet on as promised. As she gulped on his penis, he showered water on her. She licked it and slurped to stimulate her son as so he would cum faster and get it over with. Charlie, in response, flushes the faucet upon his deceiving mother's head. The force of the water on her face makes her cover her eyes and fall off his dick, collapsing upon the bathtub's floor. She was dizzy and drained. However, her son was not completely drained, and wanted this done right. Lifting her up, he reattaches his thick member between the lips of his forbidden love, and makes her return to her job. "Slowly mom, slowly." She bobs on it, feeling the humility flood her harder than the waterfall before.

Charlie groaned, huffed, and released his final load all into his mom's experienced mouth, and she drank it all like a champ. Satisfied and drained like his mother, he leaves the bathroom. A deals a deal after all. Well, I guess that was that... Mary thought to herself, indescribably worn out. The thoughts of her torment now loomed over her as she laid alone. The thought of never being able to really say what happened to her husband loomed over her. But, she was at least over with it. This year's purge was now over.

The Morning After

"I'm heading out with my friends, mom!" Mary saw her boy at the door, getting ready to leave. She was incredibly stern and angry. She had taken an hour to wash the cum out of her mouth, yet the taste was still there. She went over to her son and crossed her arms, clearly to indicate annoyance. With Zoey out with her boyfriend and James heading to work, she began to speak, using a more aggressive attitude. "What you did was wrong Charlie," she remained in her angry tone, "So, so very wrong. You really hurt mommy and now she see's how much of a sicko you are." "Mom, that was during the purge, it's all good!" Charlie was really ready to go and hang with his pals, and had no time for this nonsense argument. Mary huffed. "The purge doesn't mean you can be a nasty person, violating your mother like that." Charlie was looking ready to leave, essentially ignoring her. The young mom sighed, seeing as this was going nowhere. "Not just that, no one should be ever be violated like that. Morals Charlie, did I not raise you right? Pause After this, you're grounded for a month, understand me?" Charlie just nodded his head, acting like he cared she was trying to lecture him. Oh well, at least he responded to it. She hugged him and gone in to kiss her son goodbye on the cheek. After the peck, Mary slowly moved away from her son, but got stopped. He wrapped his arms around her back, trapping her. He dropped them both down upon the floor, and rubbed under her clean new skirt at her pussy with his dick. Charlie now laid atop of her, asserting his dominance as her teenage son. She gasped, and Charlie forced his mouth upon his mother's. She was in utter disbelief.

She tried to yell at him, but her warm breath inside the kiss only made him want it more. Licking her tongue, he explored what he previously had been fucking amazingly. He began dry humping his mother as well, with their privates aligned atop one another. He also began to roll her left breast with his palm, kneading it like raw dough. Mary felt her boy ramming his dick on her skirt. Screaming into his mouth, she pushed her son away and wiped her mouth with her left arm, still lying on the floor. "That's just a small sample of what I plan to do next Purge mom. Hoped you liked the test." And with that he left, slamming the door behind him. Mary began to recollect her thoughts, and realized how painful the next purge is planned to be. She heard footsteps from upstairs coming by. "Is everything all right dear?" Her husband shouts from the top floor. "Yeah, everything is f-fine. Just...got into an accident that's all."

Mary sighs.