Thread: The tropical island of KaPanga (dkitty & Business Casual)

Jason had been a little on edge being around his mother after having just beaten off to her as she showered. He tried his best to keep his cool, and it seemed to work, but it was still proving difficult to keep up the act. In all honesty he wasn't very hungry, but hunger was the first excuse he could think of for his behavior so he had to roll with it, his mother happily heading toward the kitchen to retrieve their leftover pizza from the previous night. She really did care about him, she always wanted the best for him and for him to never want for anything. If only she knew what he wanted more than anything was to have her bent over screaming his name into a pillow as he plowed her from behind. He was a teenage boy, his hormones were raging, they had a deep connection, and to top it all off she was drop dead gorgeous. While his mother was away in the kitchen Jason began working on his beer, finishing it within a minute of her leaving, needing something to help keep him from going after what he truly wanted--her. But alas, he only had the one beer, and soon enough he found his hand down his shorts casually stroking at that monster cock of his, his member quick to firm up, renting in his shorts as he slowly tugged at himself, losing himself for a moment until he heard her footsteps approaching--she'd returned with their pizza. When she returned with their plates she was cheery as ever, but there was a certain glow about her, a glow that said there was more going than she was letting on. To top that off he looked down to see her nipples rock hard and poking at the fabric of her baggy shirt. It seemed she was still hot and bothered from their encounter earlier, only she didn't know yet that it was her own son who possessed that monster cock whose seed had shot mere inches from her from such a distance. Their conversation as they ate seemed to calm his nerves a bit, listening to her describe the hidden cove, her shoot for the day, and the little tumble she took. He. Priced she left out the part about an admirer jerking off to her as she showered, but he'd excuse the omission for now. When he began speaking of his day and how open everyone on the island was she seemed to get a little flustered at the mention of relatives being couples here, that the taboo wasn't viewed as so taboo around here. He'd certainly test this. Once they were done with their food and she'd told him to start the movie he promptly did, the opening line rolling as she snuggled up against him and leaned her head against his shoulder, giving him a good view at her left breast as her shirt started to slide down. He wrapped his around her, his hand gripping her hip as her hand wandered to his thigh, her hand just below his growing bulge. Not even two minutes into the movie and his monster of a cock was throbbing against her hand, prodding it as it rested on his thigh. When he noticed it he turned away from the movie and to his mother. Mom, I have a confession to make. After exploring the town and seeing other families acting as lovers I got a little enthralled by it and...that was me in the bushes while you were showering. I couldn't help myself. You're the most beautiful woman in the world and being here made me realize that everything I think about you may not be so wrong after all. It was a lot to admit to, but he felt they'd always been open with each other so why not.