Quarantine

A/N: I have written some questionable stuff in my time here on fanfiction. Rest assured this is not the last time, if anything, it just goes down from here. But just to be crystal clear, I am most certainly going to hell for this and so will you if you read it.

Disclaimer: I do not own Boku no Hero Academia or anything relating to the series.

Warnings: OOC, MILFS, Lemons

"Huh!" Inko quietly gasped with surprised as she looked through the cracked door to her bathroom. Izuku was in there but he must've thought he closed the door all the way!

Now, this wouldn't have been much of a problem had it been under normal circumstances. However, what Inko was spying on him doing was nothing short of scandalous!

Inside of the bathroom he shared with his mother, Izuku was seated on the toilet seat, tirelessly stroking his swollen, erect penis! Inko was horrified, not by sight of her own son masturbating, but by the notion that her little boy was growing up!

For years, it had just been her and Izuku. Her husband was always busy with work, and now that there was a horrible virus on the loose, he was trapped in the U.S.! Even U.A. evacuated the dormitories and sent the students home while moving to online classes, leaving to her and Izuku being cooped up inside of their home for what felt like months!

Living with her son again felt like a dream to Inko, everything was back to "normal," or at least in her standards it was. They got along fabulously as they used to, and they caught each other up on all the happenings that weren't discussed on the phone while he was away.

Inko was just walking past the bathroom with a basket full of laundry when she just happened to peek in the door to find her son gratifying himself! Inko felt dizzy, like the world around her was collapsing.

Even still, she couldn't tear her eyes away! She couldn't turn her head or even try to block out what was happening in front of her. It was like her own body was forcing her to watch as her son jerked himself off like a voyeur! It made her feel all sorts of icky, yucky emotions that made her knees wobble.

"M-Mom!" Izuku suddenly blurted out, but not of surprise upon seeing her. Instead, his eyes were clenched shut and his hand picked up speed as he stroked.

Inko's eyes widened in shock. Was Izuku… touching himself while thinking of her?

But that would make no sense, Inko told herself in her mind. Looking down and scanning over the front of her own body, she had to admit that her best years were behind her. She was now a shorter, chubbier version of the woman in all her wedding photos. There was no appeal to her at all anymore!

Izuku's jaw clenched as his face tensed even further. The veins along his body protruded from his skin. "A-Ah… mom! K-Keep going!" Her son continued to whisper to herself.

The mother bit her bottom lip, trying hard to walk away and forget this ever happened. Or the fact that she felt her own arousal start to seep into the cotton of her panties.

"Honey…" Inko whispered quietly, frowning at the implications of this.

Not only did it appear that her own son was lusting for her, but she was aroused by him as well. Inko would have never dreamt of such a thing before this whole mess and she was sure that Izuku wouldn't either, but it would appear living in such close quarters for this amount of time was taking it's effect.

"Ahh!" Izuku let his head fall back as an intense, hushed gasp fell from his lips as he came, his buzzing member firing off wad after wad of thick, sticky semen onto the tiled floor.

Inko's face was burning hot at this moment but she felt relieved. Relieved that it was over and relieved that she didn't do anything dramatic. It was best to just swipe this under the carpet and not say a word of it.

Leaning down to pick up her laundry, Inko huffed softly. She had now until dinner time to get these cursed thoughts from her mind.

A little while later, after some chores had been dealt with and dinner had passed without any awkward moments, Inko was now sitting on her couch. The TV was on and something was playing, but Inko paid it no attention, instead she was trapped in her thoughts.

Despite it occurring hours ago, the mother could not just shake the thoughts from her head! In her mind, she still saw Izuku touching himself and her ears could faintly hear her name come from his mouth. It was infuriating as it was intoxicating! Like with any addictive substance, Inko tried to not give it any more thought less she add more fuel to the flames.

Yet, her brain kept dragging her back to it! Her brain was going to be the death of her!

Her finger curled around the hem of her navy-blue skirt and she bit her lip softly. Maybe she just needed a bath? A nice, warm bath to rid herself of all the stress and frustration this day had brought upon her.

Sighing heavily, Inko stood up from the couch and made small steps towards the bathroom, all the while keeping her head down and pointed to the floor. She suspected her son to be in his room as she hadn't heard a peep from him since dinner, saying something about playing a video game or studying.

As she came to the bathroom door, Inko felt her shoulders stiffen. This was where she caught her son in the act. She didn't think of that until now and she wasn't sure she wanted to take a bath now.

"I need this." She told herself softly, convincing her own mind that it didn't know what was best for her all the time. The hot, steaming water would do wonders for her, maybe make her sleepy enough to fall asleep early and wake up in a new day? Who knew?

Clasping the door handle, Inko softly pushed open the door and stepped in. Her mind knew something was wrong the minute she felt steam hit her face and her ears picked up the sound of water droplets hitting the floor.

"M-Mom!" Izuku gasped, this time out of shock for being interrupted as he stepped out of the bath.

Inko stood completely still in the doorway as her eyes took in her naked soon. Her bare, naked son that dripped with water as his muscular form moved to cover himself with a towel, but it was too late, Inko had seen everything. From his broad, stretched chest muscles all the way down flat, chiseled abdomen to his solid, turgid cock that bobbed as he moved.

Her eyes took in every detail, even details she wished she hadn't noticed. The tiny droplets of water slipping down his rigid body, the soft buds that were his nipples, the growing presence of dark green curls that emerged on his stomach and covered the expanse of his pelvis, and finally the way his cock stood on end. It was evident by the way it stood so proudly erect with its veins bulging and clenched testicles that it had yet to erupt.

She blushed, now seeing a bit closer just how endowed her soon was. She never suspect him to have a penis so big, yet there it was bobbing around in front of her eyes like a medal.

"Mom! I'm naked!" Izuku shouted, alerting her to her position and bringing her back to the present.

"O-Oh! I-I'm sorry!" She apologized and swiftly stepped out of the room and closed the door. Her face never felt hotter than it did at that moment. Even worse, she felt her body react to seeing her young, attractive son completely nude.

But despite the sudden snafu and subsequent arousal she suffered, Inko could not help but wonder: was he touching himself again? Was he perhaps thinking about her?

Inko just then wanted to slap herself. It was not okay that she questioned herself if her own son was thinking of her when masturbating again. Shaking her head, Inko decided to give it a few more minutes before she tried again, and this time for sure knocking.

Even more time had passed now.

But instead of being in bed where she should have been trying to get a good night's rest, she was once again sitting on the couch in her living room. Though this time she wasn't staring blankly at the tv.

No, this time Inko was staring into her lap with the soft, warm yellow glow of the streetlamps from outside illuminating a portion of her living room. She didn't need any bright lights in the room, instead wanting to wallow in darkness as the most inappropriate of thoughts ran through her mind.

She had tried going to bed, but that only ended with her rolling around in her large bed, grabbing at the pillows beside her. Inko would take those pillows and try to smother herself before placing them between the soft meat of her thick thighs and squeezing the life out of them until she realized that she was getting aroused from the friction against her panty-clad muff.

At the moment, Inko could not even trust herself.

As much as it pained her to admit it, she was horny, very horny. But she couldn't do anything about it for fear that she might think of her own son while she jilled herself off. She couldn't give into that temptation.

There was no use denying it any longer, Inko was very attracted to her own son in the same way he was attracted to her. It was the most despicable, sinful feeling in the world for Inko to know that her and her baby boy thought of each other in a sexual way.

Her heartbeat hastened when she heard a door click open and it's slow, impending creak as it swung softly open. Izuku was up and he didn't want her to know. For what reasons he was doing up, Inko couldn't guess, but from the sound of the footsteps he was coming this way.

As he entered the living room, Inko called out to him to alert him of her presence. "Izuku." She greeted in a voice just below a whisper.

"M-Mom!" This time, this third time this night, Izuku called out her name in an emotion different from the euphoria or shame from before, this time, it was genuine surprise, but a happy one. "I was just getting up to get a glass of water, what are you doing up?"

Inko wondered that herself. "Nothing, just thinking to myself." She answered him.

"Oh? About what?" Izuku questioned as he ventured into the dark room and stood before the couch where she was seated. The boy blushed when he saw that his mother was just wearing a bathrobe, leaving a healthy part of her milky cleavage exposed.

"Nothing." Inko was quick to reply. "Just… thinking."

Despite the shadow's covering his features, Inko knew in her heart that her son had a worried expression on his face. "Are you okay, mom? You can tell me anything." Izuku told her as he sat on the couch next to her, very close to her.

Inko's breath hitched as she could smell his natural scent. "I-I'm fine Izuku, really. I'm just thinking over some things."

Izuku still wouldn't accept that answer. Placing his hand softly on her knee, Izuku leaned in closer. "Mom, c'mon. You're worrying me." Her son persisted.

The mother sighed deeply. She couldn't stop herself from spilling at this point. He was too close. Izuku didn't know it at the time, but he had her in the palm of his hand. "Okay honey, well… how should I say this? You said that I can tell you everything, right?" Inko checked.

He nodded his head in affirmation. "Of course mom, anything."

"Well, that street goes both ways, right? I can tell you anything and you can tell me anything?" Inko questioned.

"Yes, I promise." Izuku said.

Inko sighed heavily, not believing these words were about to come out of her mouth. "Izuku, honey, have you been… touching yourself while thinking of me?" Inko finally asked.

She couldn't see it, but she could tell her boy was stunned. Stunned that she caught on to his little secret and stunned that she would outright ask.

"M-Mom, I-I s-swear, I didn't- I haven't- I-I… M-Mom-" Izuku would've continued to mumble on and stutter and sputter out any sort of excuse to make up an answer, but Inko already knew. The jig was up.

Placing her own hand on his lap, Inko squeezed it reassuringly. "Honey, it's alright, I know. I heard you in the bathroom earlier." The mother revealed.

Izuku nearly collapsed into his spot on the couch in shame. "I-I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry mom." He blurted out apologies, his voice faltering.

He would have kept going were it not for Inko's soothing voice shushing him into silence. "Sweetheart, I told you it's alright. I forgive you." Inko told him.

"I k-know mom. But still, I shouldn't be doing this. It's not right." Izuku told her. "B-But I just get so… hard, thinking about you and I can't stop myself." He confessed.

Inko blushed heavily at that, her own son, her own gorgeous, muscular son was so attracted to her that he couldn't help but try to satiate his lust. It was as flattering as it was horrible, but enough to push these next words from her own mouth before she even thought them over.

"Izuku… w-what if I help you with them? J-Just this once." Inko offered right before she realized she said it herself.

The poor boy was just as shocked as she was! He was at a loss for words for nearly a whole minute.

"Y-You will?" He asked.

Once again, Inko's body disobeyed her own mind and nodded her head. "Yes, but just a handjob, okay? This is already crossing a line, so we cannot go any further, okay?"

"Okay… thank you, mom." Izuku smiled softly. After all, if his own mom deemed it okay, it had to be. Right? She was older than him and her moral sense of right and wrong was far more developed than his own.

Inko's face burned and she bit her lip, pressing down on it with her teeth as she gestured for her son to pull down his trousers. He did so, following her orders with little to no hesitation. Like a snake, he slithered out of his pajama bottoms and boxers leaving his crotch completely bare in the warm, dark room.

Silently, Inko thanked whatever was up above that the room was so dark, less her son see her in such a state of depravity as she lusted after his manhood. It was not erect, but it was slowly growing.

"N-Now, just try to relax." Inko told both her son and herself as she grasped his penis with her right hand and admired how heavy it felt in her hand.

As she saw before, it was big, even in it's mostly flaccid state. Gently, she began to tug up and down, with as much care and consideration she could afford with her lust clouded mind.

Judging from the soft, almost melodic whimpers she received from his mouth, Inko knew she was doing good. With the languidness of water, Inko stroked her own son's growing cock and livened it up until it reached its maximum potential.

What went from soft, quick jerks from his mushroom tip down to his hairy base became long, appreciative rubs as his now solid cock stood proudly from his dark green bush. Inko couldn't help but bask in awe of his size and girth, it was something truly impressive.

"W-Wow sweetie, you're big. Really, really big." Inko commented softly, almost instantly regretting it as her body flushed with heat. Her matronly cunt seeped her arousal into her panties and nearly through the night robe she wore.

Izuku's head leaned back against the cushion of the couch. "Thanks…" He moaned out, looking into her eyes that he could faintly see due to the warm glow of the streetlights.

Another hand joined hers in taking on this daunting task of stroking her son's cock. It felt like stone in her grasp, like a big, tubular stone. It was as impressive as it was daunting. But Inko couldn't look at it, she just had to maintain eye contact with her son, or she might sway herself into an even worse decision than this one.

"Honey, please tell mommy you're getting close." Inko spoke quietly, almost pleading with him to will himself into finishing early.

However, her son shook his head. "Sorry mom, it feels great though, maybe like 10 more minutes?"

10 more minutes? Inko knew she wouldn't last that long! It was already so tiring just treating him with her hands, her elbows working tirelessly to try and get the job done, but here her son was saying it was amounting to very little!

"Izuku, c'mon. We can't be here all night. We shouldn't even be doing this now, if I'm being honest." Inko explained before discreetly eyeing his swollen shaft in her hands.

He just shrugged. "Maybe I'm just used to it? Maybe we should, you know, have sex…" He offered.

"No. Absolutely not." Inko shook her head vehemently. "That is out of the question."

"Then I guess I'll try to shorten it to 9 minutes?" He suggested.

Inko frowned. Maybe, just maybe, if she took care of it quick enough with this next move then it'll be the end of it?

"Izuku, what I'm about to do will never, ever, ever be spoken about again, do you understand?" Inko told him with a serious expression on her face.

Whatever it was, Izuku looked a bit hopeful. "Yes ma'am." He nodded his head.

"Good, good." Inko inhaled deeply before leaning over, moving her head into his lap. Izuku raised his hands in the air to avoid getting in the way, only coming to rest down on her back when he felt his hardened head enter a warm, soft hole.

"Ah~" Izuku softly yelped as he felt something wet and slimy attack his tip. Looking around the best he could, he surmised his mother had taken his erection into her mouth, suckling softly on the first inch or so.

His legs sprawled out and his muscles relaxed as he gave into the warm feeling. He could feel warm beads of saliva run down the length of his shaft as her hands placed themselves on his strong thighs.

Inko never sucked dick, it was one of her least favorite things to do when in the bedroom, but if it was to help her son than she would endure. Puckering her soft, plump lips around his fat girth, Inko sucked so hard her cheeks flattened and began to bob her head up and down. With her husband, she would need to hold his dick in place, but her son's stiff cock proved to need no help in standing tall and letting her do her thing.

Her legs rubbed together, her thighs creating wonderful friction for her sopping wet cunt, but this wasn't about her. This was about getting her out of her son's thoughts! If she did this, then he probably would lose interest now that the mystery is gone, or at least that's what she told herself.

The mother could feel her son pulse between her lips. She could feel his heartbeat though his cock. Gripping his taut thighs a bit harder, Inko took more of his thick lumber into her mouth and bathed it in her saliva. Inwardly, she sighed at this, not just about sucking her own son off but the stain she is no doubt putting in her couch.

However, when Inko's glossy lips meshed with the prickly hairs of his pubic hair and his cock lurched within her throat, Inko knew she was doing something right at least.

"Mom…" Izuku nearly whimpered as his hands could not resist touching her. His right hand rubbed her back soothingly while his left balled her hair in his hand to keep it out of her face as she went down on him.

If nothing else, Inko knew she raised a gentleman at least. Though Inko was not acting lady like at all, she pulled back from his chubby and bobbed her head up and down in his lap. Lewd, erotic sounds filled the quiet room. The soft sounds of her gurgling and sucking bounced off the walls, echoing in their ears.

Inko made sure to work her tongue all over his veiny shaft, trying to stimulate him as much as possible. Her lips held a tight ring around her maw to keep his cock nice and cozy.

The overwhelming smell of her saliva pooling at his large, egg like testicles sitting in his wrinkly scrotum where it combined with his natural sweat overpowered her nostrils. She wanted to reel back, but her son's hands kept her there.

"Mmm!" Inko tried to speak around his meat, only causing her throat to vibrate around his member and satisfy him more.

"A-Almost t-there!" Izuku told her, clenching his jaw. His hips bucked a little, causing his pelvis to smack her in the face.

Caught off guard by this, Inko could not protect herself. When his hips fell back into the couch, he left residual drool and tiny hairs on her face, truly depriving her of any decency she hoped to maintain as a mother.

The mother could tell her son was going to great lengths to remain respectful and not lose his composure. But something about feeling his powerful legs tense and vibrate as he willed them not to move made Inko flush with arousal, imagining all that power being used to dominate her…

Inwardly she shook her head.

Those thoughts would not be tolerated any more than this would be after it is done. In fact, Inko decided to finish this off right now.

Fighting with all her might against her son who desperately tried to keep her mouth on his cock, Inko pulled away and gasped for fresh air. Hair and spit stuck to her lips, but oxygen never tasted so good.

Her hands darted to wrap around his cock and she furiously jerked his cock, making corkscrew motions with her hands. "C'mon honey, cum!" Inko encouraged him, her voice dripping with need and desperation.

Izuku's eyes squeezed shut and his head lulled back against the cushion. "Ahh! Mom!" He moaned out.

"Cum for me Izuku, cum for mommy!" Inko begged. She felt dirty, perverse even. But it had to be done. She had to help her little boy.

Izuku's jaw fell open as a geyser of semen was unleashed from his slop covered manhood. It throbbed mightily in his mother's grasp as it unloaded all the stored up cum in his testicles, sending it flying in the air where it arched before falling back down on his white shirt. Heavy blotches patched his clothes, but in the moment he didn't care. He was just focused on cumming until his legs felt numb.

"M-Mom!" Izuku gasped as his whole body shook. As his load died down, his cock spat a few more strings of his gooey payload onto her hands before she let him go completely. Looking down at his cock as it slapped against his stomach, he sighed heavily.

Inko sat back, further away from her son. Her eyes scanned her hands, looking at the mess her son caused. His cum laced her soft skin and tempted her with it's very presence. She could hear her heart pounding through her ears.

The mother watched the creamy jizz as it threatened to drop into her lap. Those heavy strings nearly broke before she twisted her wrist, thereby looping it over her fingers once again. It felt so warm, Inko couldn't help but wonder about the taste of it…

"Mom… I'm still hard…" Izuku's troubled voice broke through her thoughts, snapping her away from giving his semen a sampling purely out of lust.

Inko's trembling head turned to look at his crotch, gasping in shock and fear that what he had said was indeed true: his cock still stood like a hard, flesh-covered obelisk of demanding need and desire. It was like he hadn't even orgasmed.

"H-Honey, I-I'm not sure what else to do." Inko admitted, biting her lower lip as she watched her poor son's erection hum, craving her sweet attention.

Izuku gulped audibly. "We could… have sex? I'm sure that would help, mom." Izuku admitted, which hadn't have been easy. He was lots of things and direct surely wasn't one of them, but lust overruled reason at this point.

"Izuku!" Inko gasped his name. "I-I told you! It is forbidden!" The mother reiterated.

"B-But what if we didn't go all the way? What if… what if I just put in the tip! That way it wouldn't be full insertion!" Izuku pleaded, trying to reason with his mother and help them both out.

Crossing her arms, Inko shook her head in disbelief. "N-No! Izuku, I can't look you in the eye while y-you just put i-in the t-tip!" Inko stuttered through her words, her whole body shaking at the idea.

Izuku did not relent. "W-We don't have to look each other in the eye! I-I can get behind you!" Izuku explained. "C'mon mom, please? It's just the tip!"

Inko wearily looked at her son, which may have been the turning point. If she had not done that, she would not see his begging face and let her resistance be torn down. Because she looked in the eyes of her pleading child, Inko relented.

"… Fine Izuku. Just the tip and only the tip…" Inko sighed, not believing she was actually doing this. Standing up and letting her bathrobe fall the floor, Inko stood before her son completely bare save for the soft blue panties she wore.

Izuku gasped and his prick lurched when his eyes racked over her matronly form. Yes, her best years were certainly behind her, but they gave way to this soft, motherly body that was coddling and welcoming as a warm bed. Seeing the small buds on her wide areola atop her hanging breasts made Izuku lick his lips unconsciously. Her belly, while protruding, looked as soft as a pillow and was nearly covered by her hanging mammaries.

Hooking her fingers under her conservative panties, Inko pulled her underwear down to her ankles before stepping out of them. She blushed heavily as her own son could see her unkept muff drip with arousal. Inko regretted not taking proper maintenance of her bush but was slightly relieved to see how little Izuku cared for it.

Putting her knees on the seat cushion of the couch while her forearms rested on the back, Inko looked at her son. "Now, come on honey, before I change my mind." Inko quietly told him.

Izuku nodded vigorously as he got off the couch and shed his pants and underwear fully and let him fall to the floor to join her panties. Getting behind his own mother, Izuku could feel his nerves rattling as he gripped his hard shaft and pointed it at her full, round ass. Through the dim light, her could barely see where he was going. All he knew to do was point his tip at her ass until he felt her prickly green hair tickle his erection.

Inko breathed heavily as she felt her virgin son bumble around behind her. They could both hear the sloppy sloshing sound of his hard helmet running along her soaked labia, embarrassing her further.

"Here, Izuku." Inko offered her assistance in the form of her grabbing a hold of his dick and properly aiming it at the correct hole. "R-Remember, just the tip." She reminded before letting go.

"Y-Yes ma'am." Izuku uttered softly, aware that he was about to lose his virginity to his own mother. Gently, he pushed inside of her.

"Oh my God…" Izuku's mouth fell open as his cock's tip was instantly swaddled in her slick warmth, completely enveloping his head in a tight, velvet embrace.

Inko mirrored her son's pleasure. "God…" She moaned, gripping the back of the couch hard enough till her knuckles turned white. It had been so long, so long since she felt a proper cock enter her cunt. The fact that her son's impressive size and girth managed to make her knee's weak when only just putting in the tip astonished her greatly.

Izuku's hands found themselves planted firmly on the wide, pale pads of her ass. Digging his fingers into the doughy meat, Izuku grit his teeth but managed to choke out a sentiment. "I-I'm sorry mom, b-but it's too g-good!" Izuku apologized as he continued to push in, seething as more and more of his fat girth sank into her warm depths.

However, instead of berating her son and putting an end to this, Inko surprised both herself and her son when she too started to push back into him, eagerly swallowing his length into her steamy cunt.

"Uh! Push it in me, Izuku! Fuck your mommy!" Inko caved in, shouting for her son to go ahead and hilt himself within her. There was no going back now, both mother and son desperately wanted this to happen.

"Mom!" Izuku gasped as he threw his hips forward, completely unchained. With a loud, meaty Thwap! Inko's ass cheeks clapped against her son's stern abs and his balls nestled her needy clit as it protruded from the prickly green bush accenting her snatch.

Holding onto her ass, Izuku breathed heavily as he felt his whole length swaddled by her molten hot pussy. Being fully inside of his own mother made his knees weak and his cock unbearably hard, but Izuku learned well enough that the friction of sliding his sensitive prick along her slick walls was the best feeling in the world

Pulling his hips back, Izuku slid his cock out of her cunt nearly all the way until his bright purple head barely remained. With no hesitation, Izuku threw his hips back in and shoved his battering ram of an erection back deep into her matronly core.

"Ah! Mom!" Izuku gasped as his body engaged in autopilot, starting to thrust into his mom with relentless speed. He was driven by the pleasure of her cunt and the delectable friction it provided as he moved in and out. Her dripping slot leaked on him, coating his cock and balls in her essence while her body shivered.

"I-Izuku!" His mother moaned, arching her back as she let her son have his way with her plump body. Those grabby fingers of his molding her pliant ass flesh and those young, energetic thrusts he made with his muscular hips rocked her whole body and caused it to jiggle. Her heavy, ponderous bosom swayed with the motions and clapped against each other and her stomach as she was pushed into the back of the couch repeatedly.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!" The young boy panted like a dog, driving his cock into her with reckless abandon. Each time he pulled his cock back, copious amounts of Inko's motherly cunt juice was splashed back onto the floor with a sick Slosh!. Sweat began to accumulate on her back and made it glisten in the low light of the streetlamp outside.

The heavy, seedy scent of their sex wafted through both of their noses. Clap! Clap! Clap!, the echo of their wet skin slapping together bounced through the otherwise quiet room.

"F-Fuck! Oh fuck! Izuku!" Inko cursed in front of her son for possibly the first time ever as she came. Her back arched even further than normally possible. Wetly, her mature pussy squirted out his reward for such a rough pounding, dowsing him in her essence as well as the couch. As her meaty thighs rubbed together with the added lube of her femcum, his balls began to delay just the tiniest bit as her sticky juices grabbed onto his wrinkly testicles and held on for dear life.

The mere thought of his own mother squirting on him from his harsh fucking drove Izuku to new heights of euphoria. His ego went up immensely and his heart pounded harder in his chest, demanded escalation.

Using his greedy hold of her huge ass, Izuku pushed his mother deeper into the couch before slowly stepping onto the edge of the cushion. With his right leg securing it's place and his left soon following, Izuku initiated the true doggy style position as he leaned over his mom with a squat.

Pushing himself further in than ever before, Izuku felt the obese base of his cock kiss her soaked labia as his balls were pressed firmly against her hairy pelvis.

"Ugh!" Izuku groaned as he began to fuck his mom even deeper. Now at this new vantage point, he could see the top of his mother's forehead as she held onto the couch for dear life. His hands found themselves on her shoulders, pulling her back in to meet his powerful thrusts.

"Oh honey! Harder, fuck me harder!" Inko begged, her tongue lolling out to lavish her lips. Just barely, she was able to meet her son's eyes.

The mother and son made eye contact, making this hot, sweaty copulation all the more intimate as they saw the look in each other's eyes. Overwhelming lust, fiery love, and untamed desire. It was like they were entirely alone. It was just Inko and Izuku, fucking.

"M-Mom!" Izuku croaked out, feeling another intense bubble well in the pit of his stomach. He felt his balls ache and throb, as did his shaft.

His mother's coddling walls squeezed around his buzzing erection and tried to milk him for all his worth, knowing all too well what the young man wanted to do. However, his mother had other plans.

"I-Izuku, stop honey." Inko told him, but seemingly fell on deaf ears as he just kept pumping away, even going as far as to bury his head into her neck and lap at her sweaty skin. "I-Izuku! You can't cum in me!" She tried again; this time more urgent.

Still, Izuku did not relent, instead picking up speed and slamming his youthful hips into her motherly ass. The clapping grew louder, and her cunt sloshed around his plunging member even more, her own body firing up in intense desire as she realized her son fully intended to inseminate her right there on the couch.

"Mom! I-I'm cumming!" Izuku growled into her warm, wet skin. His teeth nibbled at the smooth flesh of her shoulder, bracing himself for the final thrust.

"H-Honey! P-Pull out!" Inko cried, but it was too late.

Throwing his head back and pushing his cock as deep into his mother as he could, just barely brushing against her cervix, Izuku unloaded inside of his own mom. "Mom!" Izuku bared his teeth as he unleashed a powerful torrent of hot, virile semen into her welcoming pussy.

Streams of his youthful seed shot out, stringing along her meaty thighs and calves. Her bush became splattered in an abstract mesh of stringy clumps of his cum, marking her as claimed. All the while, his cock continued to pump his entire balls' worth of semen into her.

"Honey…" Inko groaned with half-lidded eyes, slumping against the cushion her face was mushed into. She could not deny while risky and utterly stupid, it was pleasant to feel such hot sludge be poured into her.

Above her, her son grunted as he picked himself up. "Oh my God…" Izuku gasped again as he stepped down from the couch and unplugged his erection from her warm, creamed hole.

As soon as his blunt head left her cunt, a hole was left that dripped with his cum. The quiet sounds of his leftover semen dripping down from her raw labia as it hit her calves replaced the utter silence in the room.

He took a seat on the couch and let his head rest against the cushion. "W-Wow mom… that was amazing." Izuku confessed to which Inko slumped down onto her haunches, completely wore out.

"Honey…" Inko started, about to berate him about creaming her cunt, only to stop in her tracks as she saw the content smile on his face and his slowly flagging cock. "Oh well…" She smiled reluctantly, glad that she solved his 'little' problem.

"I'm so tired." Izuku laughed tiredly.

Standing up from the couch, Inko collected her clothes. She was sweaty, most definitely smelled, and had her son's seed dripping from her thoroughly fucked cunt. "Well, how about you go to bed and in the morning I'll make you an extra special breakfast, sound good?" She proposed.

Giving his mom a weak grin, Izuku nodded. "Yeah, mom. But can I sleep with you?" He asked in return.

Inko just rolled her eyes as a tired smile worked its way onto her face. "Fine, but just for tonight, understand? And no more of this funny business, alright? This was a one-time thing." Inko reaffirmed, putting her foot down on the matter.

Izuku nodded his head. "Yeah mom, I understand." Izuku smiled as he too stood up and motioned for his mom to lead the way.

A/N: So I will be honest, I am not sure how to make a proper Author's Note to talk about what this was. It was fun, it was insane, and it was most definitely different than what I usually put out. Oh well, just another story to mark off the bucket list before I retire in December. Good luck you guys, stay safe out there! Oh and don't forget to leave a review to be extra safe, lol.