Chapter 9: Just this Once
I'm really sorry about this… some adoptive mother and adopted son fluff and such (aka lemon). Read at your own risk. Good thing is, it's not necessarily incest. *phew!
I know this story is rated T, but you'll never know…
Anyways… Enjoy? Hate it? Whatever!
Superman flew around the world a few times with Conner to see how his son had quickly adapted to flying. But he worried for something else, his son's mother.
"You something Kon?"
"What?" They continued to soar through the skies.
"I need to tell you something… it's about your mother."
My mother? "...What are about her?"
Clark felt stupid of himself, grimacing. "Conner… are you aware that… your mother is a very attractive woman?"
Conner gave his father a death glare, "Please don't tell me you want to cheat on Ms. Lane with my mother."
"No! No! No!" The man of steel really felt stupid. He didn't want to bring up this subject. "I'm just trying to tell you… that your mother might… you know…"
"Know what?" Superboy was feeling very uncomfortable.
"Since she's not necessarily your mother… she might… make a sexual advance on you."
What? This actually made Conner chuckle, "Seriously? What makes you think that?"
"I'm just saying! I'm worried for you."
Kon-El stopped flying and floated in one position. Kal-El did the same, "So… you're saying, or think that I might hypothetically have coitus with my adoptive mother?"
"...Yes." Superman said with his eyes closed, cringing.
Conner couldn't believe what he was hearing. "Why are you telling me this?" He was also asking himself, Is this something that could theoretically happen tonight? Or maybe in the mere future?
"I'm just saying that it might happen tonight."
Okay, he answered my question without me asking it. Great. "Then what do you suggest I do?"
Superman thought about that, "I believe it's up to you."
Up to me? Oh come on! "Should I… talk to her about it?" He even had no idea what he was saying at this point. The words he was saying were what he would say about M'gann. But not his mom.
"Are you actually thinking of 'doing it' with her?" Superman was flabbergasted, giving another grimace expression.
"No!"
"Then can you do me a favour?"
"...Sure."
The man of steel breathed in and out, "If it does happen, all I ask is for you to proceed with caution." He was really worried about this.
"I will," Conner sighed, then yawned. He was tired, "I think I wanna go home now. Get this over with."
Superman frowned, "Alright. Let's go."
Metropolis Outskirts (Mrs. Anderson's House)
March 18, 22:30 EST
"Alright Kon, you're home. And please be careful."
"Don't worry dad." They landed gently on the ground. "I'll see you tomorrow?"
"I think it's best you hang out with your friends tomorrow."
Conner nodded in agreement. He missed his friends, especially a certain Martian that he couldn't wait to see again. It wasn't that he wanted to go straight for her to have another night in the bedroom, he just wanted to catch up with her, be good friends for once. The boy of steel was hoping that could happen. "Bye dad." Kon waved goodbye to his father, who returned it, starting to float upwards and flew away into the night.
Welcome home Conner. You're finally home. He walked up to his mother's front door, ringing the doorbell.
"I'm coming!" Mrs. Anderson's sweet voice called from the house.
Conner had no idea how much he actually loved her voice, it felt strange. He could hear her footsteps get louder as she walked up to the front door. Once she opened the door, she gasped loudly, covering her mouth with both hands. "C… Conner?"
Superboy smiled, "Hey m…" He didn't finish his sentence. Deborah sprung into him, giving him a tight warm embrace.
"I missed you!" she exclaimed.
Kon was having mixed feelings, thinking back on what his father said. How do I do this? He returned the hug, "I missed you too."
She chuckled, "Nice suit son."
"Thanks."
"Come in," she welcomed him back into their house, "Wolf! Go get him!"
Conner's companion barked, wagging his tail as he jumped to maul his friend.
"Oomph, hey buddy! Yes I missed you too!" Conner laughed while Wolf was whimpering in excitement. Though Conner suspected something strange, "Mom?"
"Yes dear?"
"Where's Sphere?"
"Oh! Sphere… right. She goes on missions with the Team, I told her to since she's only staying in the garage waiting for you to come back." Deborah explained.
"Well… I'm glad to hear that." He felt grateful that his mother was very thoughtful and kind.
In the kitchen, there was a ding sound. "Oh! That's our dinner right there! Spaghetti!" Debbie skipped to the kitchen.
It freaked Conner out a bit. "She seems really quirky tonight Wolf. Has this been going on for a long time?"
His companion could only nod. Before eating dinner, he went up to his bedroom and changed to a maroon t-shirt and grey sleeping pants.
Dinner time…
As they ate, it was basic conversations and drinking wine, which was pretty strange because it was WINE, not the usual everyday drinking water or at least some fresh orange juice. Instead it's WINE? But it didn't matter because Conner was still just glad to know that he was home. He told her about his time in the Arctic, training. While she talked about how she would usually, on a daily basis, hang out with some of her old friends, who apparently find Deborah's son very attractive. It got awkward after she spoke about that, so she changed the subject.
Her eyes widened, "So… the suit basically took your entire time in the Arctic?"
Conner tilted his head and smiled, "It's called commitment."
This made her giggle, in a cute, sexy, yet disturbing way. It definitely freaked Conner out, though he was expecting something like this to happen since he talked about this with Superman.
"Mom? Why are you still wearing… this?" He pointed at all of her. Mrs. Anderson was wearing black 50s style dress with white polka dots, full makeup, a red bandana, that also had white polka dots, on her head, and black stockings that strapped onto something underneath her dress. She looked like those sexy pin up girls that Dick showed him.
"Is there something wrong? You don't like it?" She sounded very sensitive, like it was an insult to her.
"No I don't. I think you look… dazzling." Conner… why did you say that?
"Awww… thank you Conner!" she stood up to embrace him again, but some of her cleavage was showing, slowly arousing Conner, though he didn't want to feel this way.
Man she's actually hot… No, don't think that! Superboy was disappointed, feeling aroused because of his mother. There was no denying it, Deborah IS a sexy woman. Very slender body, she had no freckles on her face and her red hair was stunning. Not to mention her firm breasts.
"I started wearing 50s clothes because my grandmother used to wear it when she was younger. But I mean, look at me…" she gestured to her whole body, "I'm still sexy! If you were another man, would you think so too?"
Was that a trick question? "…Um… Yeah?" Conner was stuttering like crazy.
"You really think so?" Deborah started twirling around in her red dress.
"Pretty much?" He really didn't know what to say. I think she's getting a little tipsy. "Mom I think you're partially drunk."
"Just a little bit, but it's fine," she agreed with him, but she seemed curious as to why her son looked sad, "Are you okay Conner? You were happy a second ago. Now you… look upset."
Kon wanted to speak with her about what he discussed with Clark. "There is… something I wanted to talk about with you."
Deborah put on a curious look, sitting back down on her chair, "Alright?"
"Okay um… my dad said… that I need to proceed with caution when it came to you."
She raised an eyebrow, "I… I don't… I don't see what you mean?"
"Man… I really don't want to tell you this…"
"Conner… it's fine. I'm your mother. You can tell me everything."
Why is she so nice? "He said… that he's worried… that you… might… pull a sexual advance on me."
She blushed ripe like an apple, feeling embarrassed, "… Oh… um… this is awkward. But keep going."
Conner gulped, "He said it because we're both not related, and such… I could go on but… I think you got what I'm saying."
"Okay…", now she was in the mood to change the subject, "Can we… watch a movie? Get our minds of this?"
She didn't answer my question, but I don't want to talk about this either. I could probably mention this later on. By then, we can set it all aside. "Sure. What are we gonna watch?"
They spent the night watching mostly romantic comedies. A genre that Deborah grew fond of in her early twenties, since she . At this moment, they were watching Prime, a film centered on a woman named Rafi, a recently divorced, 37-year-old career woman who becomes romantically involved with David, a talented 23-year-old Jewish painter. To Conner and Deborah
"Conner."
"Yeah mom?"
"I thought about what you said earlier."
Oh shit! "Y…yeah?"
"I understand that your father would feel worried about you and me. But he has nothing to worry about."
Nothing to worry about? "In what context does 'nothing to worry about' mean?"
She sighed, "It means… that I'm not going to pull a sexual advance on you."
"Oh! Great!" Conner felt so relieved.
"Unless… you want me to." she blushed
What? Conner's jaw mildly dropped. She wouldn't mind if I wanted to? What is wrong with her? He paused the film. "I think this movie is giving you dirty ideas."
"Pffft… no!" she rebuffed, but her son wasn't convinced. "Okay… it is giving me ideas." She then giggled sexily.
I think this is the wine doing its work. "Okay mom. I'm think you should go to bed."
Hearing this, she moved closer to him on the couch, kneeling beside him. She spread her knees apart, revealing what was underneath her black dress. Red lingerie. So that's what's connected to her stockings? I still don't know why she's wearing it though, even if she did tell me.
"But I don't want to go to bed yet." she whispered to him.
"…I'm starting to think that you wore this to secretly seduce me. Well, let me tell you something," he leaned closer to her, "It's not going to happen."
But Conner it's working! His positive conscious told him. At one point you might submit!
"You don't think I see that?" He argued with himself.
"Oh, well let me tell you something Conner," Deborah forced herself on him, straddling herself on top of him, "I think mommy can change your mind." She licked her lips, smiling as she wrapped her arms around him.
Listen to me Conner! I know you don't want this happen. But it's going to anyways.
"Gee, I wish there was another way."
Your only problem is if M'gann finds out about this, she'll either never speak to you again, or haunt you forever!
"M'gann wouldn't do that… but yeah she'd never speak to me again! I am so fucked!"
So what are you going to do when she finds out?
There was no response.
Conner? Hello?
Conner couldn't respond to his consciousness. His mother was really close to him now, cupping his face with her hands. "Kiss me."
His eyes widened and gulped hard, "Mom, we really shou…"
He didn't finish as his mother started kissing him. It felt tender and sweet, but it was still creepy. Conner had the urge to push her away, but he realised he shouldn't since he wouldn't dare hurt the woman who brought him in. Yet, kissing her was not part of the agenda. I need to stop her, but can't… her lips are sweet. Damn it Conner!
She gently pulled away from the kiss, "Conner?"
"…Yeah?"
Instead of giving an answer, she bashed her lips on to Conner, kissing him again, but with more passion. Deborah moaned sexily, further arousing her son. She wanted her tongue inside his mouth. He refused access, but she kept insisting. She broke away, feeling upset, "Conner, I'm 38 years old and I haven't felt this way for years!"
"Mom… I just can't."
"Why… not? We're not even related!" She argued, putting her hands on her curvy hips.
"…I want to save myself for M'gann." He said so with such clarity and honesty.
Her anger drifted away, and turned into sadness. "You… you're right (sniff). I… I guess I should… turn in. Good night." She un-straddled herself off him and went upstairs to her bedroom.
Conner used his super hearing and heard her weeping quietly. He sighed to himself, until his consciousness came back.
Wow. You managed to stop her without getting anywhere further.
"I feel like a bad person."
Why would you feel bad? You didn't want this to happen anyways.
"Yeah! But I didn't want to hurt her feelings!"
You hurt M'gann's feelings before, how does this make it any different?
"Because… she invaded my personal space!"
Your mom invaded your personal space too!
"No! All she did was kiss me! That's not invading personal space!"
Did you want her to kiss you?
"No!"
Then that's called INVADING PERSONAL SPACE!
Conner had enough, "You know what? I don't know why I'm arguing with you!"
'You'? You're arguing with YOURSELF dumbass!
That was true. Conner felt dumb. "Okay. I'm not gonna argue… with myself."
There we go.
"But still. What do I say to her?"
…Nothing.
"Seriously? Nothing? That's all you got?"
It's not what I got. It's what YOU got.
"Yeah," Conner corrected himself before saying anything else to himself which would have probably make him go crazy, "I guess… I should just apologise to her."
For what? Rejecting her sexual advances?
"Well… there's that."
Are you certain you want to apologies to her?
"Yes… and give her something else…"
Oh God. You're not thinking of actually having sex with her?
"I feel like I have no choice."
His conscious groaned in disgust. That's… no! No! Conner please, think this through.
"Too late. Imma give her what she wants." Conner stood up from the couch and began to walk towards the staircase.
Conner, you talked about this with your dad, what if M'gann found out?
"Then I'll explain it to her and see if she'll come around and accept why I did it."
His conscious didn't respond, of course it didn't, it's Conner's mind after all. Okay then, have fun… and may God have mercy on our soul.
"Goodbye me." Conner walked up the stairs, as he said farewell to himself. He went to Mrs. Anderson's room, her door was partially opened. Conner could hear her weeping.
WARNING! LEMON AHEAD! Read at your own risk! You've been warned…
He slowly opened the door, and softly called out, "Mom?"
She turned to look at him, still wearing her dress. She looked horrible, her eyes were red. Her makeup was ruined, the eyeliner had already poured down her face, but her red lipstick was still in place, "Conner?"
"Oh my God," he felt really bad, so therefore he walked towards the bed and sitting down next to her. "I'm so sorry."
"For what? I'm the one who tried having sex with you. I should be sorry."
"No. You don't have to apologise to me mom."
"Are you sure about that?"
"100% percent." He gave her a hug.
She returned the hug. It was tighter than the other one they had when Conner came back home.
"Tell you what mom."
"What is it?"
"You said you haven't had sex for a long time right?"
Where is he going with this? "Umm… yes?" She was feeling nervous and excited at the same time.
Conner was really hesitant, he slowly moved closer to Deborah, as she also leaned towards him. Once their foreheads touched, Conner whispered to her while he cupped her face this time, "Just this once. Then we set it aside and move on."
He's willing to give me what I've been yearning for? Oh God… Debbie felt her heart thumping hard. She could only nod as an agreement. "This is like a one night stand."
"Yeah, it definitely is."
He looked straight her. She's actually beautiful. And sexy… Should've thought this through.
She looked straight at him. He's so handsome. And well-built. M'gann, I'm so sorry, but my son is mine for tonight only.
Their lips touched again. It was more sweet than disturbing. They both didn't apply too much pressure on each other. After a few minutes, the kiss turned more passionate. Once again, Mrs. Anderson wanted her tongue inside Conner's mouth. This time, he granted her access. His tongue played around in her mouth to the point each their tongues were playing with each other.
Conner gently made her lie down on the bed. She still had the bandana on her head, she thought it looked great when her red hair was kept upwards. They kept smooching. "Conner…"
"Yes?"
She turned to her backside, revealing the back of her dress, a zipper. "Unzip my dress for me." She said in the most seductive way possible.
As Conner pulled down her zipper, it revealed her bare naked back. Deborah wore a red bra that matched her red lingerie panties. The stockings on her soft, clean legs made her more dazzling. Conner literally had a bulge in his pants.
"Alright mom, zippers done."
"Thanks sweetie." she then went back to her original position to face upwards. She pulled down her black dress and revealed her large, firm breasts supported by her red bra.
Fuck… Conner cursed.
She put her index finger between her teeth, giggling again. "What are you waiting for?"
Superboy needed no excuse to say no as he passionately kissed Deborah, who moaned in excitement.
"Conner…" she attempted to break the kiss to do something else, "... take off your pants."
Oh boy… Speechless, he obeyed her and pulled down his sleeping pants. What sprung out, was his already erected cock, making Deborah lick her lips in hunger. She gripped it tight with her hands, softly stroking it. Conner didn't notice she had red nail polish as well. Sorry M'gann. But my mother needs me just this once.
"I've never seen a cock this big for so long," she craved as she slowly stroked his cock, "M'gann speaks in her sleep, y'know?"
Conner was breathing heavily, "Uh huh?"
"The day you left, she had a nightmare, then went back to sleep… a wet dream." She said the last two words very seductively. "She spoke when she slept, moaning of how big your cock was in her pussy and how much she loved sucking it." She spoke as she unhooked her bra with her other hand, finally revealing her large, round, perfect tits.
His cock was rock hard and dripping with precum. She was looking him in the eyes absent mindedly stroking her pussy. Conner could see the juices running from his mother. This was a side of her that nobody knew of, it made her look so fucking sexy and Conner was apparently turned on by it. He already wanted to cum just by the way she dirty talked him about M'gann's fantasies.
"Your mother's hungry now. You ready Conner."
"Ready." He felt really nervous. He was about to fuck his mother. The good thing is that they're not related in any way.
She seductively winked, smiled, leaned forward and took Conner's member into her mouth. It made Conner gasped the moment she put it in her mouth. He don't know how he held on but it was pure bliss. She sucked and sucked and sucked like she was trying to suck the sperm straight from the balls. He reached out, grabbed her hair and pulled her face down on his cock. He wanted to feel her mouth on his whole dick, he couldn't wait any longer.
She gagged in surprise and pulled herself off him and flashed him a luscious look, and then she leaned forward again taking him as deep as she could, gagging until her eyes watered. She began using her tongue to play with my cock strumming it across many shaft, he almost lost it. She took him out of her mouth, gasping for air, but she made a serious look on her face, still made her look hot. "You better not cum yet Conner! Mommy wants to enjoy it while it lasts."
Then she forced her red lips back into her adopted son's member. She bobbed her head and stroked him with her free hand, the other all the way down her pussy. Conner was amazed that his mother could be so multi-tasking. Luckily, this would happen once. He closed his eyes and leaned his head back, enjoying Deborah's warm, wet mouth as she slowly sucked on his member. It felt amazing. What's the harm Conner? This will happen just once. Afterwards, we can move on. No worries!
"Your cock is amazing," her voice was muffled as she sucked. All Conner could do was watch. He watched her give another seductive smirk and engulf the tip, kissing it with her red, cherry lips once more. She moaned endlessly. "So juicy"
This isn't Mrs. Anderson. Conner thought to himself, This is another woman disguised as her? I wonder…
"Mom?"
Once she heard her name, she slowly took her mouth away from his cock, "Yes sweetie?"
"Are you actually Mrs. Anderson… or are you M'gann in disguise?" Why did you say that Conner?
She stopped stroking him, and look at him in astonishment and hurt, "Why would I be M'gann in disguise?" Deborah felt insulted.
"Nothing… just asking." Conner felt embarrassed by breaking the mood, "I'm just amazed that you can suck like that."
She took that as a compliment and chuckled sensually, "Hey, I use sex toys when I feel horny, so I get a lot of practise."
Did not need to hear that, but at least there is something else I know about her sex life… even though I won't be involved in that after this. Thank God!
"Okay… sorry for asking a dumb question."
"You're forgiven," she said in a sultry voice, "Now let me take that cock again!" She sucked harder than before.
Damn she's good, I'm about to cum soon. The way her tongue swirled around his popsicle, Conner couldn't hold it much longer. "Mom! I'm gonna cum!"
"In my mouth!" she pulled away and opened wide.
Conner groaned loudly as his penis ejaculated huge amounts of sperm, it went all over Deborah. On her tits, on her face, and on her bed sheets. The warm cum inside her mouth, she swallowed it. Thinking she didn't have enough, she moaned, continuing to suck his cock dry - until there was nothing left.
"Mom…(pant) you're amazing." They kissed each other passionately.
"Conner… I'm wet down below." She was referring to her cock yearning pussy.
Superboy wasted no time and proceeded to make his mother lie down on her soft bed. He played with her soft, pale legs. Caressing them. Kissing them. Licking them. "Don't tease me damn it!" this was making her even more aroused. Over 100%. "Just lick my pussy!"
"Yes ma'am." He unclipped the stockings that were attached to her
And he did so
slowly pulled down her red lingerie panties
It excited Debbie to the point she didn't want it to end. But sadly, this was the only time they would ever have sex.
"Oh! Oh… oh Conner!" she moaned his name over a hundred times. "Your tongue is pure magic!"
Conner, at this point now, liked to think that he was a pretty good pussy eater - he never knew how much he loved feasting on a woman's sex - and his mother was digging it, squirming, digging her hands in my hair, the same way how M'gann craved for it as well.
"Oh Conner… your fingers and tongue. So good, so good, so good."
Deborah felt close now, "Oh God… Conner that's it, that's it, that's it, almost there… yeah! Almost there, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, eeeerrrrrggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! OH FUCK YES!"
She came. Her vaginal fluids squirted all over Conner's face and shirt. But he didn't stop licking.
"OH YES, DON'T STOP, DON'T STOP, CONNER I LOVE IT."
Her moans heightened; she started yelling.
"EAT ME! EAT MY CUNT!"
He kept slapping her clit, screwing my fingers inside her pussy. Mom shook and twisted.
Mrs. Anderson moaned and squirmed; losing herself in the hard relentless attack of Conner's thrusting fingers and tongue. Bucking and moaning, she grabbed his hair, pulling his face into her snatch. The bandana was still on her head, she refused to take it off.
"OH GOD CONNER, I'M CUMMING AGAIN!"
Cream gushed from her pussy. Conner didn't slow down. She came again. Her pussy gripped tightly on his finger, pulsating with each orgasm as it washed over her. He continued licking and finger fucked her, reached a hand to her breast, squeezing it. Once Conner, pinched a nipple, she went over the edge.
"OOOOHHHHH GGGGOOOOOODDDDD!"
Her body then jerked in a series of sweet small follow-up orgasms, and Conner drank the fluid that poured from her. He didn't do that to M'gann. Maybe he could do it the next time he has this kind of moment with her.
"Conner?"
"Yes mom?"
"I'm so horny. I want your cock in my mouth again."
She still wanted it? Jesus…
They switched positions, Conner lied down this time, while Mrs. Anderson went into a doggy position, placing her head next to her son's erected cock.
She spat onto the top of it. Conner watched the saliva drip down its length. She spat again, opened her mouth wide, removed her hand - she did not want anything to impede her adopted son's view - and lowered her face over his dick, frantically licking Conner's cock as it disappeared into her wet mouth. It hit the back of her mouth. Her lips sealed around his tool.
"Oh fuck yes." Conner groaned in total pleasure. I wonder if M'gann can do this in the future.
She sucked, her cheeks sunken, her tongue swirling around his flesh. Conner melted into the mattress.
Mrs. Anderson's head bobbed lightly up and down, sometimes forcing her head down, testing her limits. She kept her eyes on her lover; she later told him how she loved the blissful expression on his face. She moaned into Conner's flesh and he did as well in response, letting her know how much he loved what she was doing to him. Her silky sweet tongue never stopped swirling over his juicy rod. Several times she reared up, caught her breath, let some spit drool from her mouth to his cock, and dive bombed back down. She loved the obscenity of it all; the dirty sound of her son's cock driving into her face filled the bedroom.
Conner thought to himself that it must have been years since Deborah had given head, or sex in general. Even if it had been a long time, she was so relentless. Superboy was moaning in delight, clawing the bedspread.
She saw the effect she was giving. She pulled off from his dick, licked the head, and said, "What do you think Conner? Am I good at sucking cock?" She was so horny, she didn't want this to stop.
Conner nodded to signify a yes, that was all she needed to see before going back. But she let some more spit drool from her mouth and pushed the liquid down her son's shaft with her tongue. Her hand returned to his balls, massaging, tugging the orbs. She licked him hard even more, like a starving woman, then dropped her mouth over his shaft, swallowing more than half his length. Her smooth tongue ran all over it. She rocked her body forward, forcing another inch into her face. Conner's length was 10 inches, that must've came from his father's genes. Drool crept from the corners of her mouth.
She pulled her mouth off his dick again, licked its long, thick length, and opened wide to swallow again, caressing Conner's balls with her fingers as she devoured him, her lips puckered around his cock, sucking him with supernatural intensity. He then laid a hand on her head.
Deborah ripped her mouth off him for a third time. She was gasping, smiling, as she took a moment to catch her breath, and asked again, "Well, how am I doing?"
The boy of steel looked at his mother's face. Lots of saliva coated her cheeks and mouth. "Fricking incredible."
She smiled. "How about this?"
She pressed her chest to my shaft, squeezing her tits to his dick. This made him gulp, fascinated by the sight of his big cock sliding between her C-cup breasts. She increased the pace; her hair bounced on her shoulders. She paused, dropped a fresh string of spit into her cleavage, and resumed driving the huge shaft between her boobs.
Her tone was innocent, with filthy undertones. "Do I make your cock feel good?"
"Hell yeah!" She doing a better job than M'gann. Holy shit.
As she continued; Conner suddenly felt a rumble in his balls. Then, in one quick motion, his cock was back in Mrs. Anderson's mouth, her hands on his testicles.
This time, Conner couldn't take it anymore. He said, "OH fuck Mom, gonna… cum."
Debbie moaned around the cock crammed between her lips. She looked at him, her eyes begged for his seed. Her fingertips stroked his still firm ball sac and pressed his perineum, massaging his prostate from the outside. Conner bucked, every muscle in his body tensed. His dick had never been harder. His adoptive mother squeezed his balls again and the orgasm consumed the Superboy. Huge chunks of semen surged the length of his cock, exploded from the tip, filling Deborah's mouth. She captured every drop while her tongue swabbed the bellend. She looked up to him again; her eyes shone with wicked desire, then they shone with love. She eased my cock from her mouth, stretched her jaw, and took one last lick from balls to tip.
She sat back, smiling sweetly, watching her son catch his breath. She caressed his thighs. Then they passionately kissed each other again.
"Want me to return the favour?" Conner suggested that he go back and lick his mom's pussy again.
"Yes please!" She was begging like a slave. He moved down to her sensitive area.
He caught her clit between his teeth, making her yelp in excitement. Conner moved his mouth back down to her cunt hole. She was leaking juice. A lot of juice. He licked her pussy, as the fluids flowed into his mouth like a small stream. Mrs. Anderson's chest heaved with heavy breaths.
Conner licked the opening of her cunt, licked the warm inner flesh, licked the folds and crevices of her labia. He captured the labial lips between his teeth as well. He never thought that his mother was this delicious and it made him ravenous, gorging himself, feeding on her cunt like it was the food of the gods. Her fluids stained his face; her sweet musk soaked into his skin and its scent flew into his nose. He flattened out his tongue and took decadent slow laps from the bottom of her pussy, over every curve, to her clit. His mom/lover was wonderfully responsive; feline in her motion. Conner adored the soft moans when he licked the sensitive spots and the sharp groans when he furiously flicked her wet clit.
She was getting close. She twisted, pulled on the ties, let out a series of high pitched screeches. Conner backed off, seeking to draw out the experience, returning to slow gentle licks over the face of her vagina, then dipping his tongue into her puddle of pussy juice. He walked his hand to her breast, covered the flesh, loving the feel of her thick hard nipple.
"Oh fuck Conner, so good." Mrs. Anderson moaned and gasped in pleasure.
Her pussy was on fire. Conner ran his tongue over every fold, into every crevice. Debbie clenched her fists, tightened her legs, yanked against the bed sheets she was grasping. He rolled her nipples between his fingers while lashing her swollen clit with his tongue.
She was totally delirious outta her mind. She howled, "Oh my goodness son, you're going to make me cum again. I'm gonna cum!" Her eyes were shut from all the gasping and excitement. She grinded her pelvis into her son's face.
Then Conner completely stopped.
Her eyes flew open. "What are you doing?"
He ran one hand to the other breast, pinching the nipple.
"Trust me," He reassured.
Mrs. Anderson smirked and said, "Okay then." She closed her eyes. Conner then nudged two fingers inside her; fluid leaked out. He pushed deeper. She squealed in return.
He returned his mouth to her clitoris while pumping his fingers in and out of her. Her pussy walls clenched, she rocked her hips.
"Oh son, I love it, it feels so good."
Superboy groaned into her, sending vibrations down to her toes. She shuddered with every flick of her son's tongue, then gasped, her eyelids fluttered, her cunt gripped the fingers that punctured her. This made Conner feel that he was important and powerful to his mother's desires tonight. He was the one who'd push her up the mountain to the ecstasy at its peak.
He curled his fingers inside her, locating the g-spot, and dragged his fingertips along her walls, scraping the flesh. It made Deborah squeal and shudder. No one would ever be this patient and careful, no one would ever make love to her the way he did.
She whimpered in ecstasy, "I can't take it anymore." Her muscles tensed and trembled.
He pulled back. She gasped, squirmed, and tried to regain contact. He blew cool air over her pussy and then, ever so lightly, kissed her womanhood. When Conner's lips reached her clit, his adoptive mother could not control her anxiety any longer.
"Please, please, please, make me come." Mrs. Anderson's face was crimson with need; her chest heaved. Conner slipped his tongue in her slit and flicked the folds. He nibbled her pussy lips, sucking air in through his nose. Her scent was so divine to him. Her pussy smells nicer than M'ganns. Wait, what?
The Superboy returned to her pussy lips and Deborah raised her ass, pushing against her son's slow studious tongue. Every nerve in her body was lit up, inflamed. Her nipples were swollen.
Mom pled, "Please, please, I'm begging you."
He returned his hand to her breast. She winced; her nipples so hard and needy that my touch had bordered on the painful. Conner buried his face face in her sex, smearing her nectar into his skin. She moaned, grateful when Conner's tongue returned to her pulsating clitoris. He drew circles around it; he lapped across it; he crammed three fingers into her cunt.
She whimpered with every flick of Conner's magical tongue and every pump of his hand. Her body jerked, her breaths shallow and rapid.
"Please, oh God, this time Conner, please make me cum! I've gotta cum! I can't handle it anymore. Please! I need to cum!"
She writhed and quivered. She arched her back; she rubbed her head into the pillows surrounding her head; her toes clenched and released. Conner wasn't going to stop. He pushed more fingers into her, then dug them out. He pressed his knuckles to her pubic bone. He sucked her clit into his mouth, pummeled it with his tongue, gorged himself on it. He caught a nipple with his fingers. Her face was flush; her lips quivered; sheer desire consumed her.
Then it came. Her pussy convulsed around Conner's fingers; her hips bucked against his face. He sucked harder on her clit, continuing as an orgasm washed over her, slamming her to the ground. She shouted, in a voice shrill and intense, "OH! Conner! You're so good to me, you've always have been ever since I brought you in. But you're so amazing! I LOVE YOU! YES, oh fuck yessssssssssssssssssssssssssss. OH MY GOD! IT'S SO GOOD! CONNER! FFFUUUCCCCKKKKKKKK, I'M CCCUUUUMMMMIIINNNNGGGGGG!"
She was bucking so hard that Conner couldn't keep her clit to stay close to his mouth. So he therefore pulled back, holding her left tit with his left hand, while his right was finger fucking her. More juice gushed around my fingers. She twisted and turned, bit down on her lip, filled the room with obscene animal moans as she rode the waves of orgasmic bliss. Conner grinned. He loved the sight of watching her quake and quiver in tremors of pure delight. I never thought I would be enjoying this with mom. She's can be wild.
She was panting nonstop for almost three minutes, then she sexily smooched her son. "You're so good."
"Thank you." He smiled as he went back to kiss her. This went on for five minutes. Until…
"I want you inside me, Conner." Deborah proclaimed, breaking the kiss.
"You what?" She still wanted more? This lady…
"Please? I want you so bad. Please," She said just above a whisper, "Conner please! I haven't had sex for years! Ever since my husband left me for another woman after he found out I couldn't have kids, it ruined me!" She begged.
She can't have kids? Oh yeah, she told me this before months back.
"I sucked your cock! You licked my pussy! Then I sucked it again! And you licked me again as well! This is the grand finale! Don't ruin it for me! Just one more, then it's over!" She pleaded for the first and last time they would ever do this. She finally took off her red bandana, letting her beautiful red hair flow down. Now she was purely naked, except she kept the stockings her legs.
"Okay." Conner smiled. They started again by French kissing each other, making her moan for the thousandth time. Conner then slid his cock all the way inside her shaved sex. Mrs. Anderson screamed in pleasure.
"You ok? Am I hurting you?" he asked.
"I'm fine. I feel great," Mrs. Anderson answered, "What are you waiting for?"
He started off slow.
"Fuck yes, that's what I want," she wailed. "Fuck, that's good, nnnggggghhh."
Conner pounded his mother hard, her body bouncing on the bed. The bed creaked, almost breaking. Deborah was unstoppable, using herself to drive her sweet cunt over his cock, gasping each time her son slammed into her.
"Do you want me to cum into you?"
She giggled while she moaned, "Conner, you know your mommy can't have kids!"
"Right… sorry." He grinded his big cock into her with more force. More louder moaning from her mouth soon followed.
"Oh God yes, give it to me! I need it! I want it! Fucking give it to me. I want your cum. Drown me in your cum!" She pleaded, flexing the muscles buried deep in her cunt.
"Give it to me, fuck your mommy. Fuck me like a slut, love me like a horny prom queen!" The way she talked dirty to Conner furthered brought him close to ejaculating.
"Oh God! Mom!"
She wrapped her legs around Conner's waist and attempted to yank him into her. He knew what she was trying to do, so he made her do it.
"Fill me with your sperm! I want it in me so fucking bad! Please, oh please, I need it! OOOOOHHHHHHHHH!"
Conner then lunged forward, buried his head in her breasts. His abdomen tensed: he growled; his cock erupted; intense joy flooded his muscular body. His balls emptied inside her and her cunt clamped down. Then she screamed, consumed by her own orgasm as well. Her body torqued and twisted and her mind was swept away, taken somewhere else, where it floated in the warm glow of sexual ecstasy. He pulled out of her after he released his load. Pulling out made her slightly scream again. Then she panted hard, lying in her soft bed, she couldn't move a muscle. Feeling paralyzed by the extreme amounts of pressure.
Superboy lied down next to her. He pulled the blankets over so his mother could keep warm from the cold winds projected by the air-conditioner on the side of the bedroom ceiling.
"Conner, aren't you gonna feel cold?" She inquired, still panting like crazy.
He smirked at her, "I was in the Arctic for half a year mom. I'm pretty sure I can handle an air conditioner."
Deborah nodded as a response. Then she smiled again. Conner watched, loving the look on his mother's face, and then her lips moved. She whispered, "I love you Conner." She kissed his cheek.
Uhhhh…
"I… I love you too." He hesitated to say the three words. He loves Deborah, he really does. But, this is a woman he would rather think of as a mother, not a girlfriend, or a friend with benefits… or even a wife. He still kissed her in the lips, as a good night treat after hot sex. After a few minutes she slept peacefully, feeling glad that she had an amazing time, but for one time only.
Well, well, well Conner. His consciousness spoke to him now. Both his positive and negative were now one. You actually frickin' did it.
"Just one time me. Just. One. Time."
What are you gonna do if M'gann finds out?
"Didn't I te… (sigh) never mind."
…Oh yeah! You told yourself, me, you were just gonna tell her why you did it?
"Exactly."
Do you think she'll take it well? His conscious asked him a very good question, just before Conner was about to close his eyes and sleep beside his adoptive mother.
"…No. Not one bit."
Chapter 9 DONE!
Once again, I really do apologise for what you have just read. It was something that would tie in to M'gann's vision of the possible futures. So this is that start of one of those futures.
Next chapter will come very soon. And will feature someone special at the end. :)
Have a great day/night!
