Jason stood motionless, stunned into silence by his mother's words. Her sentence hung in the air, thick with unspoken possibilities. The implication of what she suggested sent a rush of blood to his cock, but shame churned in his stomach. How could he even consider this?
Elaine slowly walked to the door, her eyes never leaving his. She locked it, and the metallic click seemed to echo in the room. With deliberate movements, she turned and loosened the belt of her bathrobe. The fabric slipped from her shoulders, pooling at her feet, and she stepped out of it.
Jason's breath caught in his throat. His mother stood before him, naked and unashamed. Her body, full and soft, glowed with a radiance that made her red hair, still damp from the shower, shine like flames. Her skin was smooth, freckled lightly, and her legs toned and shapely. Her breasts were full and rounded, nipples hardening as his gaze lingered. How the fuck is she this hot? Goddamn, Dad doesn't deserve her.
His mind reeled. How could this be happening? This was his mother, yet the sight of her ignited a raw, primal hunger within him. She was nothing like the women he had known before the world ended—or the girls he'd been confined with since. She was life and warmth in a place that offered none, a beacon in the dreary reality they were trapped in.
"Fuck, Mom," he breathed out, the words slipping from his lips before he could stop them. "You're... you're incredible."
Without a word, Elaine closed the distance between them. Her eyes, usually so warm and gentle, now burned with a hungry intensity. "I've been holding back for too long, Jason. Pretending I don't have needs." Her voice was low and throaty, vibrating with desire. "What your father said... seeing you and Lily... something flipped a switch in me. I know I'm still a woman, and today, I'm done pretending."
Jason's heart pounded in his chest, a drumbeat to the madness unfolding before him. He wanted this—wanted her—but the enormity of it was overwhelming.
"Lily—" he started, but Elaine cut him off with a gentle hand on his cheek.
"Shh, don't worry about Lily," Elaine whispered, as if reading his mind. Her fingers grazed his jaw, sending shivers down his spine. "I'll take care of her. But right now, it's you I want. Just you, my son."
Jason's hesitation lasted only a heartbeat. His mother's confession, the raw need in her eyes, it obliterated any resistance he might have offered. He closed the distance between them, his hands gripping her hips, pulling her flush against him. He kissed her, hard and desperate, pouring every ounce of pent-up desire into the contact. She responded with equal fervor, her fingers tangling in his hair, the softness of her body yielding to his hardness.
As they kissed, Elaine's hands began to explore, tugging at his shirt, her fingers hot against his skin. She broke the kiss only long enough to pull his shirt over his head before their lips crashed together once again. Her hands moved to his pants, deftly undoing the button and zipper, pushing them down his hips along with his underwear, freeing his aching cock, which sprang to life, hard and insistent.
"Oh, Fuck" Elaine breathed, her eyes flicking downward, widening at the sight. Her eyes sparkled with mischief and hunger. "You're... you're even bigger than your father… much much bigger" she said, her voice tinged with awe and a hint of wicked delight. Her eyes met his again, burning with a mixture of desire and a hint of surprise.
Before Jason could respond, Elaine dropped to her knees, her eyes never leaving his. The sight of her there, naked and eager, sent a jolt of electricity through him. She took him in her hand, her grip firm and sure, and then her mouth was on him, warm and wet.
She worked him with a skill that spoke of years of experience, her tongue swirling around the head of his cock before she took him deeper, her lips sliding along his shaft. She moaned around him, the vibrations sending shivers down his spine. Her free hand cupped his balls, gently kneading them, adding another layer of sensation to the symphony she was orchestrating with her mouth.
Jason's hips began to move of their own accord, thrusting gently into her mouth. He looked down at her, this vision of mature beauty on her knees before him, and something within him broke free. The shock of lust that had initially frozen him now thawed into a dominant hunger he couldn't deny.
He pulled away from her, his breath coming in ragged gasps. "Get on the bed," he commanded, his voice low and authoritative. Elaine complied, her movements fluid and graceful as she lay back on the mattress, her legs falling open in blatant invitation.
Jason climbed onto the bed, positioning himself above her. He leaned down, capturing one of her nipples in his mouth, teasing it with his tongue. Elaine moaned, her hands roaming over his back, her nails scratching lightly at his skin.
They shifted, maneuvering into a 69 position, their bodies fitting together perfectly. Jason buried his face between her thighs, his tongue finding her clit, lapping at it with long, deliberate strokes. Elaine's body trembled beneath him, her own mouth eagerly returning to his cock, taking him deep as she sucked and licked with fervent abandon.
The world outside had crumbled to dust, but in this moment, there was only the taste of her, the feel of her mouth on him, the sounds of their shared pleasure filling the room. The sensations built, mounting higher and higher until Jason felt the telltale tingle at the base of his spine.
Elaine seemed to sense his impending release, her movements becoming more frantic, more desperate. With a final, drawn-out moan, Jason came, his orgasm ripping through him as he spilled into her mouth. Elaine swallowed eagerly, her own orgasm cresting as she ground her hips against his face, her moans muffled by his cock.
They collapsed together, a tangle of limbs, their bodies slick with sweat. Jason rolled onto his back, his chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath. Elaine propped herself up on one elbow, a satisfied smile playing on her lips. She licked her lips, savoring the taste of him, and laughed softly.
"Good lord, that was incredible." Elaine's voice was a mixture of awe and satisfaction as she ran her fingers gently through his hair. "I've never experienced such an intense orgasm before. You have a real talent, my dear."
Jason felt a surge of pride and desire hearing her words. "You taste exquisite," he murmured, his voice still rough from the force of his release. "I could spend hours exploring every inch of you."
Elaine laughed softly, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Flattery will get you everywhere. But I hope you're ready for the main course, because I plan on keeping you busy all day."
"I'm at your service," he replied, his eyes fixed on her with an intense gaze. "But be warned, I don't plan on holding back. You won't be able to walk straight for a week."
His bold statement made her smile widen, and she leaned forward, pressing her lips gently to his. "I'll hold you to that, Jason Wright. Now, let's see just how much stamina you really have."