Chapter 4: Chapter 4
Ben, and Evelyn slept better than either of them had in their lives. When sunlight streamed in, it was his mother who woke up first while he remained asleep, deep in his slumber.
Evelyn's eyes fluttered open, and she took a moment to orient herself. The room was bathed in the soft, golden light of morning, and she could feel the warmth of the sun on her skin. She turned her head, her eyes meeting Ben's as he slept peacefully beside her. A soft smile played on her lips as she watched him, her heart swelling with a mix of love and gratitude.
She carefully slipped out of bed, her body still feeling the effects of their night together. She was real, truly real, and it was a sensation she was still getting used to. She walked to the bathroom, her feet sinking into the soft carpet, her body swaying gently with each step. She found there was no reflection of hers in the mirror, she thought to herself, that meant she was still not alive, but God had given her, her body back.
She smiled, she knew why she had been given this gift. It was to make her son happy, to give him a mother again, to give him love and comfort. She knew she had to make the most of this gift, to cherish it, to use it to bring joy to her son's life.
She turned on the faucet, the water rushing out in a steady stream. She cupped her hands, letting the water fill them, and splashed it on her face. The water was cool and refreshing, and she could feel the way it was washing away the remnants of sleep, the remnants of their night together.
She looked down at her body, her eyes taking in the sight of her naked form. Her skin was soft and warm to the touch, her curves more defined than she had ever seen them. Her tits were bigger, rounder, her stomach flat, and her fat ass was now even bigger and rounder. She could see the way her body was glowing, the way her skin was radiant. She looked down at her pussy, her son's cum still leaking out of it, a testament to their night together. She could see the way her lips were swollen, the way they were glistening with their combined juices.
She reached down, her fingers tracing the curve of her pussy lips. She could feel the way they were soft and plump, the way they were sensitive to her touch. She could feel the way her pussy was still wet, still hungry for more. She slipped a finger inside, her eyes fluttering closed as she absorbed the sensation. It felt so good, so real.
When she looked at her body, she knew the gifts God had given her, with her body being back, meant only one thing. He had made her into a perfect doll for her son's pleasure. She was to be his plaything, his toy, his to use and enjoy as he pleased.
She walked back into the bedroom, her eyes locked onto Ben's sleeping form. He was still fast asleep, his body sprawled out on the bed, his cock lying limp and spent against his thigh. She could see the way his chest was rising and falling with each breath, the way his lips were slightly parted, the way his eyelashes were casting shadows on his cheeks.
She climbed onto the bed, her body moving with a grace and fluidity she had never possessed in life. Sitting between his legs, she knew what she was supposed to do, what god had given hers real body back for.
She reached down, her fingers wrapping around his limp cock. She could feel the softness of his skin, the way it was still warm from their night together. She began to stroke him, her fingers moving slowly and gently, her touch soft and teasing.
Ben remained asleep, his body still and relaxed, his breath steady and even. Evelyn could see the way his cock was beginning to respond to her touch, the way it was starting to harden in her hand. She could feel the way it was growing longer and thicker, the way it was becoming more insistent.
She leaned down, her eyes locked onto his cock, her tongue snaking out to lick the tip. She could taste the remnants of their night together, the salty sweetness of their combined juices. She moaned softly, her eyes fluttering closed as she absorbed the taste, the sensation.
Ben stirred slightly, his hips moving slightly but he didn’t wake up. The hours of fucking his mothers ass the previous day had left him exhausted. Evelyn’s fingers continued to stroke his cock, her touch gentle yet firm. She could feel it growing harder in her hand, the veins pulsing beneath her fingertips. She leaned down again, her tongue tracing the length of his shaft, her lips wrapping around the tip. She could feel the softness of his skin, the warmth of his cock in her mouth. She sucked gently, her tongue swirling around the head, her lips pulling back, her teeth grazing the sensitive skin.
Then in a slow pace, she took him deeper into her mouth, her tongue pressing against the underside of his cock, her lips stretching to accommodate his size. She remained there, her head going up and down, her mouth sliding along his length, her lips tight and wet.
As she felt the huge length of his cock enter her throat, she found her real body had no gag reflex, like her ghostly form. She smiled to herself, God had considered even the smallest details, even the most intimate aspects of her existence. She felt a sense of gratitude and awe wash over her, and she knew that she would do everything in her power to make the most of this gift.
She continued to suck his cock, her head bobbing up and down. She knew that was her entire purpose now, to be there for her son, have her holes ready for him to use as he pleased. God had given back her the body, the ideal body for her son's pleasure.
After about a good ten twenty minutes of her mouth worshiping his cock, Ben stirred.
His eyes fluttered open, and he looked down at Evelyn, her head bobbing up and down on his cock. He let out a soft groan, his hips jerking slightly as she took him deeper into her mouth. She looked up at him, her eyes meeting his, and she smiled around his cock. He could feel the vibration of her smile against his shaft, and it sent a shiver down his spine.
"Morning, Ma," he murmured, his voice hoarse with sleep and desire. He reached down, his fingers tangling in her hair, gently guiding her head. She let him, her body relaxing into his touch, her mouth continuing to slide along his length. She followed his lead, letting him guide her head till his cock probed at the entrance of her belly. It was just so damn big, and yet no gag reflex she thought to herself.
She could feel the tip of his cock pressing against the entrance of her belly, and she could feel the way her body was stretching to accommodate him. She could feel the way her lips were stretched thin, the way her jaw was aching from the effort of taking him so deep. But she didn't mind, she wanted to please him, to make him happy. She wanted to show him that she was his, that she belonged to him, that she was there for him to use as he pleased.
Ben looked down at her, his eyes filled with a mix of awe and desire. He couldn't believe that this was really happening, that his mother was really waking him up by sucking his cock. He had dreamed of this, fantasized about it, but he never thought it would actually happen. Especially in her real body.
He let himself live this unreal moment, his fingers tangling in her hair, guiding her head up and down his length. He could feel her tongue, soft and wet, pressing against the underside of his cock, her lips tight and warm around him. She was taking him deeper than he thought possible, her throat relaxing to accommodate him. He could feel the head of his cock pressing against the back of her throat, and he let out a low groan, his hips jerking slightly.
Evelyn could feel the vibrations of his groan against her lips, and it sent a thrill through her. She wanted to make him feel good, to give him pleasure like he had given her. As she relaxed her throat even further, his cock escaped the bounds and entered her belly. She could feel the tip of his cock pressing against her stomach, and she could feel the way her body was stretching to accommodate him. He couldn't believe that this was really happening, that his mother was really taking his cock so deep into her throat.
When he tried to look into her eyes, he saw only happiness. That encouraged him to do something he had never dared with another woman. With his fingers tangled in her locks, he began pushing her head down as he thrusted his hips up. With Evelyn’s relaxed throat, the motion was smooth and now with every deep thrust, his cock entered her belly , and pressed against her stomach.
The sensation was so intense, so unreal, that Ben couldn’t help but let out a series of low groans. His hips moved in a steady rhythm, his cock sliding in and out of her throat, the head of his cock pressing against the surface of her stomach.
Evelyn could feel the way her body was stretching to accommodate him, the way her throat was relaxing, the way her belly was expanding. She could feel the way her body was responding to him, the way her pussy was growing wetter, the way her nipples were hardening. He had dreamed of this, fantasized about it, but he never thought it would actually happen.
Evelyn could see the way his eyes were filled with desire, the way his body was tense with pleasure. She could feel the way it was growing harder and thicker with each thrust.
When his cock had touched her stomach the first time, she was sure about the idea that God had done this. How else would she be fitting that monster in her throat, and even further, in her belly? She was sure that this was God's will, and she was determined to make the most of it. She wanted to give her son the pleasure he deserved, the pleasure he had been denied for so long. She wanted to make up for all the years she had been gone, all the years he had been alone.
Ben's thrusts became more insistent, more urgent. His hips moved with a rhythm that was both primal and beautiful, his cock sliding in and out of her throat with a steady, relentless pace.
Then with a loud groan he said, “drink”. And before Evelyn could react, he grabbed her hair and pulled her head down hard, his cock throbbing and pulsing as he released his hot cum into her belly. The load was just as massive as she remembered, and she could feel it filling her up, stretching her insides, warming her from within. She could taste the salty, slightly bitter flavor of his cum, and she swallowed it down, her body convulsing with pleasure as she drank from him.
It was steady stream, and she could feel it filling her, stretching her belly, making her feel full and content. She could feel the way her body was aching for more, for him to use her again, to take her again.
But before that, his stream needed to stop and that seemed to have no intention of stopping anytime soon. Evelyn's body was stretched to its limit, her belly full of his hot cum. She could feel it, warm and thick, filling her up, making her feel complete.
Ben's body was shaking with the intensity of his orgasm, his cock pulsing and throbbing inside her throat. He could feel the way his body was being racked with pleasure, the way his muscles were tensing and relaxing.
Eventually it did drain out, the stream of his cum slowing to a trickle, and then stopping altogether. He let out a long, satisfied sigh, his body finally relaxing. He looked down at Evelyn, her head still bobbing gently on his cock, her eyes closed in concentration. He could see the way her throat was working, the way her lips were stretched tight around his shaft. He reached down, his fingers tangling in her hair, gently lifting her head off his cock.
She looked up at him, her eyes meeting his, a soft smile playing on her lips. He could see the way her throat was still working, the way her lips were still wet and glistening. “Wow, that was something. I’ve never been able to throatfuck anyone before. Did you feel my cock was touching your stomach?”.
Evelyn smiled, her eyes softening as she looked at her son. She could see the sincerity in his eyes, the love and longing that had been missing for so long.
“Yeah,
I did,” she said softly, her voice hoarse from the effort of taking him so deep. “It was... intense. I never thought I could take you that deep, Ben. But I wanted to, I wanted to make you feel good.”
Ben's eyes softened, and he reached down, his thumb gently wiping away a stray tear from her cheek. “You always make me feel good, Mom. Always.”
Evelyn leaned into his touch, her eyes fluttering closed for a moment. When she opened them again, she looked at him with a newfound determination. “I have something to tell you by the way. I went to the shower, and I didn’t see my reflection. Baby I am still a ghost”, Evelyn said. Ben’s face fell, his eyes widening in shock. “What do you mean? You’re right here with me. I can see you, touch you. You’re real.”
Evelyn shook her head, her eyes shining though. Ben didn’t understand why. Evelyn saw the confused look and replied, “I know, I know. I went in and under the shower I saw, my tits were bigger, my ass fuller. And just now, you saw how I didn’t gag at all right?”. Ben nodded, still unsure what that meant. Evelyn explained it to him, “ I am a ghost, but God has given me back my body. A more…we can say ummm…perfect body for you to use and enjoy as you please”.
Ben's eyes widened in disbelief. "But how? Why? I don't understand."
Evelyn's brow furrowed, “I just said God sent this body, so you can fuck it, use it anytime anyway, and you are focusing on the how and why?”. Ben smiled, letting out a sigh.
“Umm…uhhhh…” he tried, but words failed him. He was overwhelmed, his mind racing with a thousand questions. “I don’t know what to say, Mom. This is…this is crazy. But it’s also…it’s also amazing. I mean, I never thought I’d get to experience this with you again. And now, like this…” He trailed off, his eyes wide with disbelief and wonder.
Evelyn reached up, her fingers gently cupping his cheek. She could feel the stubble of his beard, the warmth of his skin. She smiled at him, her eyes soft and loving. “I know it’s a lot to take in, Ben. But I want you to know that I’m here for you. And so are my holes”, she winked as she licked the last drop of cum that was still lingering on her lip.
Ben grinned back, and asked “I guess that’s a blessing hmmm? So what exactly do you believe I am allowed to do with this body?”. Evelyn who had been on her belly while sucking his cock , got up between his legs, giving him a good show of her body, her now more impressive features. She posed as if thinking, just allowing him to admire his playground.
"Well, Ben, you can do whatever you want with it. It's yours, for your pleasure. You can fuck it, use it, abuse it, whatever you like. Just remember, it's here for you, to make you happy." She winked at him, her eyes sparkling with mischief and love.
Ben's eyes widened, taking in the sight of her. Her body was truly a work of art, every curve and line perfect. He could see the way her breasts were fuller, her stomach flatter, her ass rounder. He could see the way her skin was glowing, the way her body was radiant.
“Wow”, he said, “I mean I love fucking you, and I believe what I did just now would count as using your mouth. But abusing ma? I could hardly do that to you”, he said sounding sincere. Evelyn smiled, her son loved her, and even though he would pound her to sunset, he couldn’t fathom the idea of abusing her body.
She replied, “Honey, what I mean is , there’s no limit to what you can do with this body. You can fuck me hard, use me rough, make me scream, make me beg. You can do anything you want, and I’ll love every second of it. Because it’s you, Ben. It’s always been you.”
Ben's eyes widened, a mix of surprise and excitement flashing across his face. He reached out, his fingers tracing the curve of her breast, the softness of her skin. He could feel the way her nipple was hardening under his touch, the way her breath was hitching in her throat.
“You mean it, Mom? Anything I want?” he asked, his voice barely above a whisper. But before she replied, he gave her huge tit a slap and smiled at her. As the sting reddened her tit, Evelyn smiled back.
“Oh, so that’s how is it huh?”, she said letting him squeeze her tit. Ben smiled , and gave her a small kiss. “Just testing waters ma, don’t worry” and then he got up.
After brushing he walked downstairs. He headed to the kitchen. Evelyn followed him, still naked. God had given her the sensation back, her body . And since she was still a ghost, she had chosen to stay naked, available to her son.
She didn't mind being seen, as only he would see her. She followed him into the kitchen, her hips swaying gently with each step. He was busy cooking, and she was just waiting, sitting on a stool naked as ever. He was making pancakes, the smell of maple syrup filling the air. She watched him, her eyes taking in the sight of his body. He was shirtless, his muscles flexing as he poured the batter onto the griddle. She could see the way his abs were defined, the way his arms were strong and toned. She could see the way his cock was hard, tenting the front of his boxers.
He looked over at her, his eyes meeting hers. He smiled, his eyes filled with a mix of love and desire. "Damn, my mom, just sitting the naked, having sucked my cock. Wow”, he smiled, then turned back to the stove.
She smiled back, her eyes softening and teased back “Ahan. Living the dream life are we?”. Ben chuckled, flipping a pancake with practiced ease. “I guess you could say that. But you know, it's not just about the sex, Mom. I mean, don't get me wrong, that's amazing. But it's also about... being with you again. Having you here, with me.” He looked over at her, his eyes serious. “I missed you, Mom. So much.”
Evelyn's heart swelled with love, and she stood up, walking over to him. She wrapped her arms around him from behind, pressing her naked body against his back. She could feel the warmth of his skin, the firmness of his muscles.
She pressed her cheek against his back, inhaling the scent of him, a mix of sweat and soap and something uniquely Ben. He leaned back into her touch, his body relaxing against hers.
"You know, I've been thinking," he said, his voice low and thoughtful. "About what you said earlier. About God giving you this body, for me to use."
Evelyn's arms tightened around him, her fingers tracing the lines of his abs. "What about it?" she asked, her voice soft.
"I mean, why aren’t you sucking my cock right now? God did send you for that didn’t he?”, he said laughing. Evelyn chuckled, her fingers tracing the lines of his abs. “Well, Ben, I’m not a machine. I need a break sometimes. Plus, I like to savor the moment. You know, enjoy the anticipation.” She leaned in, her lips brushing against his ear. “Besides, I want you to be hungry for me. I want you to crave me.”
Ben turned around, his hands resting on her hips. He looked down at her, “Knees , now”. Evelyn raised her brows, smiling and then she complied. She lowered herself to her knees, grinning, her boy had
grown into a man who knew what he wanted. She looked up at him, her eyes sparkling with mischief and desire. "Like this, you mean?" she asked, her voice soft and sultry.
Ben nodded, his eyes locked onto hers. "Just like that," he said, his voice hoarse with desire. He reached down, his fingers tangling in her hair, gently guiding her head towards his cock. She could see the way it was tenting his boxers, the way it was straining against the fabric. She could see the way it was throbbing, the way it was eager for her touch.
She reached up, her fingers hooking into the waistband of his boxers. “Wait,” he said, “the pancakes are done. Just blow me at the table, while I finish this”. Evelyn looked up, at this new cocky, bossy version with a crooked smile. She let him walk to the table with a plate full of pancakes for himself. She didn’t need any on account of her being a ghost, but she didn’t mind the distraction. She liked the way he was confident, the way he was in control. It was a stark contrast to the boy she remembered, the one who was always so shy, so unsure of himself.He sat down at the table, his eyes never leaving hers. She could see the way his cock was jutting out, since she had removed his boxers earlier.
She crawled towards him, her body moving with a grace that was both natural and seductive. She could feel the way her breasts were swaying with each movement, the way her hips were rolling. She could see the way his eyes were following her, the way they were filled with desire.
She reached the table, her hands resting on his thighs. She looked up at him, her eyes meeting his.
“You know what to do” he said , and then focused on his plate. She leaned in, her lips brushing against the head of his cock. Then opened wide, lowering herself down till she felt him press against her stomach again.
This time her son didn’t seem shocked, he just let out a low groan and ate his breakfast.
Evelyn was happy. She loved to see him enjoying his food, it was a simple pleasure, but one that she cherished. She continued to suck him, her head bobbing up and down, her lips tight and warm around him. She could feel the way her throat was relaxing, the way her body was stretching to accommodate him. She could feel the way her belly was filling up with his cock, the way her stomach was expanding to make room for him.
Ben ate his pancakes, his eyes closed in concentration. He could feel the way Evelyn's mouth was working on him, the way her lips were sliding up and down his shaft. He let his free hand rest on the back of her head, his fingers tangling in her hair. He could feel the way her hair was soft and silky, the way it was sliding through his fingers. He could feel the way her head was moving in time with his thrusts, the way her throat was relaxing to accommodate him.
He took a bite of his pancake, the sweetness of the maple syrup filling his mouth. He chewed slowly, his eyes never leaving Evelyn. He could see the way her throat was working, the way her lips were stretched tight around his cock. He could see the way her eyes were closed in concentration, the way her lashes were casting shadows on her cheeks.
He savoured the taste of his food and the feeling of soft lips of his mother on his cock. It was soon, when he finished his breakfast.
“Mmm, your throat can still take it all hmm?”, he said as he finished his last bite, his eyes still closed in pleasure. Evelyn hummed in affirmation, her lips still tight around his cock. She could feel the way it was throbbing in her throat, the way it was growing harder and thicker.
Ben opened his eyes, looking down at her. He could see the way her body was trembling, the way her skin was flushed. He could see the way her eyes were shining with unshed tears, the way her lips were glistening with saliva. He reached down, his fingers gently wiping away a stray tear from her cheek.
"You okay, Mom?" he asked softly, his voice filled with concern. Evelyn nodded, her eyes fluttering open to meet his gaze. She could see the love and care in his eyes, and it made her heart swell with affection.
"Yeah, baby," she whispered, her voice hoarse from the effort of taking him so deep. "I'm more than okay. I love this, Ben. I love making you feel good."
Ben's eyes softened, and he reached down, his thumb gently caressing her bottom lip. "You do make me feel good, Mom. Really good." He paused, his eyes searching hers , he said "Come here, on my lap”.
Evelyn let his cock slowly out of her throat,
her lips making a soft popping sound as she released him. She stood up, her body swaying gently as she moved towards him. She could see the way his cock was glistening with her saliva, the way it was throbbing with need.
She straddled him, her legs on either side of his thighs. As she settled, she felt the massive appendage of her son pressing against her belly, hot and throbbing.
She was facing him, and so her tits were just in front of him. His hands found her waist, to hold her steady. He looked at her, he kissed her gently, and then pulled back.
Evelyn was amazed that she could taste the maple syrup off his lips. She smiled, “you liked it baby? Even in my body I seem to be able to take it all in my throat”. Ben nodded, grinning as he watched her lick her lips. His hand went to her tit and other went to her plump thick ass, he squeezed the creamy flesh hard, enjoying how the flesh gave in to his kneading.
“Mmmmm, am I just a toy now huh?”, Evelyn said smiling, between moans as her son’s hands kneaded her curves like she was a piece of dough. Ben looked at her, his eyes filled with lust and love. “Well, with curves like that, sitting naked on your son’s lap, what are you if not a toy for me to play with?” he teased her back. Evelyn held still hearing the description he just gave, then smiled, “
Well, I guess you’re right. I am here for your pleasure, after all.” She leaned in, her lips brushing against his ear. “But you know, toys can be fun too. And I have a few ideas on how we can play.”
Ben's breath hitched, his grip on her waist tightening. "Oh yeah? And what might those be?" he asked, his voice low and husky.
Evelyn pulled back, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Well, for starters, I could ride you. Like this," she said, grinding her hips against him. She could feel the way his cock was throbbing against her belly, the way it was eager for her touch.
She reached down, her fingers wrapping around his shaft, guiding him to her entrance. She could feel the way he was hard and thick, the way he was ready for her.
She lowered herself down, her body slowly taking him in. She could feel the way he was stretching her, the way he was filling her up. She could feel the way her body was aching for him, the way it was craving his touch.
She began to move, her hips rising and falling in a slow, steady rhythm. She could feel the way his cock was sliding in and out of her, the way it was hitting all the right spots. “Aaaah aaaah…fuck…baby…use your mum’s pussy like a toy”, she moaned. But Ben’s mind was coming up with another idea.
He smacked her ass as she was riding her, and instead of yelping, she moaned in pleasure. He did it again, and again, each smack harder than the last. Evelyn's body was responding to the impact, her pussy clenching around him with each strike. She could feel the way her ass was heating up, the way her skin was turning a rosy red.
"God, Ben, that feels so good," she moaned, her head falling back, her hair cascading down her back. "Harder, baby. Spank me harder."
Ben's grip on her waist tightened, and he obliged, his hand coming down hard on her ass. “I want the other hole”, he said staring down at her , as she was moaning between his spankings.
“Aaahhh…fuckkkk….”, she moaned as her son demanded her ass. He had taken to her ass, fucking her tightest hole with a fervor that surprised even her. She had enjoyed anal always, but with her son, it would set off a whole new level of pleasure. He was demanding it again, as she was riding him, with his cock in her pussy.
"I want the other hole, Mom. I want to fuck your ass." His voice was low, commanding, and Evelyn's body responded instantly. She could feel the heat of his gaze on her, the intensity of his desire. She loved this new side of him, this confident, dominant man who knew what he wanted and wasn't afraid to take it.
She reached back, her fingers finding the tight pucker of her ass. She rubbed it gently, her body already aching for him. She could feel the way her pussy was clenching around his cock, the way her body was already preparing for him.
Next, she lifted herself off him, her body protesting at the loss of his thickness. She turned around, her ass facing him, and leaned forward, her hands gripping the edge of the table. She could feel the cool wood beneath her fingers, the way it was grounding her, keeping her steady.
She looked back at him, her eyes meeting his. "Take it, it is all yours”.
“No, turn back around, I wanna look into your eyes, while you take it in your ass”, he gave a firm command. Evelyn complied, turning back around to face him. She could see the lust in his eyes as he stared at her, his cock throbbing in anticipation.
Ben reached out, his fingers joining hers. Together, they rubbed her ass, their fingers working in tandem to prepare her for him. She could feel the way her body was responding, the way her pussy was getting wetter, the way her ass was loosening up.
Ben pulled his hand away, leaving her to continue her own ministrations. Evelyn knew now that for the remainder of time, whatever God had alloted her back with him, she would now be just spending it all on him. She was his, and he was hers, and they were both enjoying this newfound intimacy.
She knew he was now asserting possession on her body, after the confession she had made in the morning about still being a ghost and God having given her back her body for his pleasure. She had seen the change in his eyes, the way they had darkened with desire and possession. She was his, and he was going to take her, in every way possible.
She felt the head of his cock press against her asshole, and she took a deep breath, relaxing her body as much as she could. She looked into his eyes, trusting him completely.
"Ready, Mom?" She nodded, her breath hitching in her throat. "Yes, baby. I'm ready. Take me."
He pushed in slowly, his eyes never leaving hers. This time, beyond the pleasure there was also a stretch, a painful one. Evelyn bit her lip, her eyes watering as she felt her son's thickness filling her up. She could feel the way her body was stretching to accommodate him, the way her ass was clenching around him.
"Breathe, Mom," Ben said softly, his voice filled with concern. "Just breathe and relax. You can take it."
Evelyn nodded, taking a deep breath and letting it out slowly. She could feel her body relaxing, her ass loosening up. She could feel the way Ben was sliding in deeper, the way he was filling her up completely.
He was all the way in now, his hips pressed against her ass. “Fuck, God can be kinky,” she moaned, “ I mean, giving me back my body just so you can fuck my ass like this.” Ben chuckled, his hands gripping her hips tightly.
“He must have known we’d make good use of it,” he said, his voice low and husky. He began to move, his hips pulling back slightly before thrusting forward again. Evelyn could feel the way his cock was sliding in and out of her, the way it was hitting all the right spots.
“Oh God, Ben,” she moaned, her head falling back. “That feels so good. So full. So dirty.”
Ben groaned, his grip on her hips tightening. “You like that, Mom? You think he sent you just to be my mom or just to be…” he paused and slammed his cock all the way in, “a whore”.
Evelyn gasped, her eyes widening at the crude term. But her body responded, her pussy clenching around his cock still buried in her ass.
“Ben!” she admonished, but there was no heat in her voice. Instead, it was filled with desire, with need. “Just
a whore for you,” she whispered, her voice barely audible. “Just a toy for your pleasure.”
Ben groaned, his hips moving faster, his cock sliding in and out of her ass with a wet, slapping sound. “Yes, Mom. Just for me. All for me.”
Evelyn could feel the heat building in her body, the pleasure coiling in her belly like a snake ready to strike. She could feel the way her pussy was getting wetter, the way her body was aching for release. She reached down, her fingers finding her clit, rubbing it gently in time with Ben's thrusts.
Ben slapped her hand away, his voice firm. "No, Mom. That's mine. You don't get to touch yourself. Not when I'm fucking you."
Evelyn's eyes widened, her body responding to his dominance. She loved this new dominance he had shown, it was a stark contrast to the shy, unsure boy he once was. She could feel the way her pussy was clenching around nothing, the way it was desperate for his cock.
Ben's hands moved from her hips, one going to her throat, the other to her breast. He squeezed her tit hard, his fingers digging into her soft flesh. “Fuckkk”, his mother cried out, cumming as he was burying his cock in her ass till the hilt. “You…you are…” Evelyn’s body went
limp, her head lolling to the side, her eyes closed as she rode out her orgasm. Ben’s grip on her throat tightened, his thumb and forefinger pressing into her soft skin, feeling her pulse racing. He could feel the way her body was convulsing, the way her ass was clenching around him, milking him for all he was worth.
He let go of her throat, his hand moving to her hair, tangling in the blonde locks. He pulled her head back, exposing her neck, her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath. He leaned down, his lips finding the sensitive spot where her neck met her shoulder.
He kissed her there, his tongue tracing the line of her collarbone, his teeth nipping gently at her skin. Evelyn shivered, her body still sensitive from her orgasm, her skin tingling with pleasure.
Ben's cock was still buried deep in her ass, his body pressed against hers. He knew she was still sensitive, still aching for more.
He pulled back slightly, his cock sliding out of her ass. Evelyn moaned, her body protesting the loss of him. He chuckled, “Don’t worry, I am not done with your ass. We are just moving to the couch”, he said, lifting her up from the table. Evelyn wrapped her arms around his neck, her legs instinctively going around his waist. She could feel the way his cock was still hard, still throbbing against her stomach.
Ben carried her to the couch, his steps sure and steady. He sat down, his back against the cushions, and settled her on top of him. Evelyn could feel the way his cock was pressing against her ass, the way it was eager for more. She shifted her hips, her body adjusting to his. She could feel the way his hands were gripping her hips, the way they were guiding her, controlling her.
She leaned forward, her hands resting on his chest. She could feel the way his muscles were firm beneath her fingers, the way his skin was hot and smooth. She looked down at him, her eyes meeting his gaze.
"Ben," she whispered, her voice soft and husky. "I want you to fuck me. If God sent me back to you, then I want you to use me. Let his divine plan unfold, baby. Let's see where this road takes us," Evelyn said, her voice barely above a whisper. Ben's grip on her hips tightened, his eyes darkening with desire. He could feel the way his cock was throbbing against her ass, the way it was aching for more.
"Fuck, Mom," he groaned, his hips lifting slightly, his cock pressing against her tight hole. "You're making this so hard for me. You're making me want to do things... things I shouldn't."
Evelyn smiled, her fingers tracing the lines of his abs. "Baby, we've already crossed so many lines. What's one more? Besides, I'm here for your pleasure. God himself has changed my body to make it more pleasurable for you. So, let's not waste this divine gift, shall we?" Evelyn's voice was sultry, her eyes sparkling with mischief. Ben groaned, his grip on her hips tightening.
“Tell me what is that one more line you want to cross?”, Ben said sliding his cock inch by inch up her ass. Evelyn sighed, relaxing into it. As he was fully settled in, she looked up at him to reply, the dirtiest fantasy she had, “You have already used my holes honey. Unloaded in me till I leaked cum from each one. But there’s one dirty thing you haven’t considered.
One taboo we haven’t broken yet," Evelyn whispered, her voice barely audible. Ben's eyes narrowed, his curiosity piqued. He could feel the way his cock was throbbing in her ass, the way it was eager for more. He could see the way her eyes were shining with mischief, the way her lips were curved into a sultry smile.
"What is it, Mom?" Evelyn leaned in, her lips brushing against his ear. "You haven’t yet tried to spray the other liquid from your cock in my mouth or my ass. You know?”. Ben’s brow furrowed.
“You mean…” His voice trailed off, his mind racing with the implications. He had never considered such a thing, but the thought of it sent a shiver of excitement down his spine. He could feel his cock twitching in her ass, the idea of marking her in such an intimate way sending a surge of heat through his body.
“Where do you want me to cum?”, he asked. “Cum? I wasn’t talking about cum honey”, Evelyn whispered, her eyes low as she seemed to shy away. Ben looked at her, confused. She explained, “What else comes out of that cock huh? Warm and thick?”, Evelyn whispered, her eyes meeting his. Ben's eyes widened in realization, “Have you wondered how it would be to piss in my ass?”, she finally said it out.
Ben's eyes widened, shock and disbelief written all over his face. "Mom, what are you saying?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper. Evelyn bit her lip, her eyes meeting his gaze. "I'm saying, I want you to piss in my ass, Ben," she said, her voice steady and sure. "I want to feel it, hot and thick, filling me up." Ben's grip on her hips tightened, his cock throbbing in her ass at the thought. "But... but that's... that's disgusting, Mom," he stammered, his mind struggling to process her words. Evelyn shook her head, her fingers tracing the lines of his abs.
"No, baby, it's not. Not when it's between us. Not when it's something I want, something I need. You've made me feel so many things, Ben. You've made me feel alive again. I want to feel everything with you. I want to explore every taboo, every boundary. I want to push the limits of what we think is possible."
Ben's breath hitched, his eyes searching hers. He could see the sincerity in her gaze, the depth of her desire. He could feel the way his cock was throbbing in her ass, the way it was aching for more. He knew he should say no, that this was wrong, that it was disgusting. But when he felt her ass squeeze his cock as she was describing the act, he felt his resolve crumble. He was already so far gone, so lost in her, that he couldn't find the will to resist. He wanted to give her this, to give her everything she desired. He wanted to make her feel alive, to make her feel like she was truly his.
The next few seconds were a blur of things, and Evelyn found herself on the floor on her hands and knees with Ben behind her, his cock still buried deep in her ass. “Whoa”, she smiled , looking back at him. “I guess we didn’t waste any time huh?” Ben grinned, his eyes dark with lust and mischief. “No, we didn’t. I guess I was just too eager to try that out.” Evelyn laughed, her body still tingling from the intensity of their encounter. “Go ahead, fuck me. It is what God wanted me to be, a whore for you,” Evelyn said, her voice filled with a mix of desire and resignation. Ben's grip on her hips tightened, his cock throbbing in her ass at her words. He began to move, his hips slamming against her ass with a force that made her gasp. He was fucking her hard, his cock sliding in and out of her ass with a wet, slapping sound.
A loud , “Oh God, Ben!” escaped her lips, “ Oh fuck, that feels so good. So dirty. So fucking good!” Evelyn's body was on fire, her skin flushed with pleasure and excitement. She could feel the way her ass was stretching to accommodate his thickness. She could hear the wet, slapping sound of his cock sliding in and out of her, the way her moans filled the room. “Aahhh…aahhhh…use that…use that hole… ” she moaned, her body arching against his, her ass pressing back against his thrusts.