"Oh God, David. Right there. That's the spot. Yeah, flick it with your tongue. Oh, Jeez, more with your fingers, God, yes. You're making me cum, baby. Keep doing it," Ann panted.
Not ten minutes earlier, David had thrown his mother's boyfriend out of the house for slapping his mother. Dave was playing video games when he heard them start to argue again. Brian, his mother's boyfriend, had always been verbally abusive to the two of them but never physically until today. Ann had caught him texting his sidepiece and lost her shit on him, but Brian screamed back that she had turned into a fat heifer and needed something to think about while he fucked her. That's when Dave heard a crack and his mother scream. Dave burst into their room to see his mother standing naked by the bed, holding the left side of her face.
Dave tackled Brian to the floor and punched him three times in the nose, smashing it to a pulp. Dave was in his senior year of school; he'd grown to be a brute of a boy, standing almost six feet six. Brian's constant verbal abuse to him and his mother led them to both have low self-esteem and never dare to defend themselves from his verbal attacks, but all that ended the moment the abuse turned physical.
Dave picked his mother's bloodied boyfriend by the neck and pinned him against the wall. "Don't call. Don't text, and don't ever come back," Dave growled.
"Or what? You pathetic punk," Brian scoffed defiantly as he struggled to get out of David's grasp.
Dave punched Brian in the groin as hard as he could as he rag-dolled against the wall. "Or I will fucking kill you!"
Dave grabbed Brian by the scruff of his neck and his belt, carrying him to the front door. He kicked the screen door open and flung Brian off their front porch. "I meant what I said! Don't come back!" as he walked back inside and locked the door.
He went back to his mother's room to find her still standing there, shocked. She had just seen her hulk of a son come to her rescue. Dave wrapped his mother in his arms and planted kisses all over her face. "It's okay, Mom. I won't let him hurt you again. I promise." Dave held his mother tighter as she wrapped her arms around him.
Their mouths accidentally met as he kissed her, and Ann's tongue darted into his mouth. They kissed. Ann's fear of Brian's abuse turned to arousal for her savior son. She draped her arm around his neck as she continued to French kiss her son. She knew it was wrong. It was a sin, but in that moment, her arousal of his brute strength got the better of her.
Dave felt his mother's nipples press into his bare chest as they grew erect. He slid his hand up from around his mother's waist to grab her breast. He squeezed it as he leaned down to suck her nipple into her mouth. His tongue twirled around her large areola. He raised his face back to hers and kissed her again as he set her on the edge of the bed.
The bulge in her son's sweatpants caught her eye as the large round head of his cock presses against the fabric straining to be released. Ann hooked her fingers into the waistband of his sweatpants and pulled them down, allowing her son's cock to spring free of its confines. She gasped at the enormity of his manhood. Ann took his shaft in hand as she slipped it into her mouth, sucking it a few times. She leaned back, moving away from his temptuous trouser snake. "We can't, baby. We shouldn't do this," she tried in vain to stop the inevitable.