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Chapter 30: Chronicles of the Baby Making Factory_2

"Welcome to where the magic happens," Avah announced with a smile, gesturing to the bed. "Now, before we begin, I'd like you to create a safe word," said Avah.

"Safe word?" Valerie inquired with a curious expression.

"Yes, in case you need to stop at any point during intercourse."

"Well, I'm...not really sure why I would even think about stopping during sex," the mother blushingly admitted.

"I suppose I should just come out with it, since you'll find out soon enough," Avah stated. "Valerie, your son has a VERY large penis, and some clients have found both his size and aggressive techniques during sex somewhat overwhelming. You'll be able to communicate any discomfort or changes in your comfort level with Zane, but you

also have the option to use your safe word to signal that it's time to pause the session."

"I see. My safe word is 'cinnamon,'" Valerie replied, her voice still shaky.

"Excellent. Now, remember, this is a judgment-free zone. Whatever happens in this room, stays in this room. You have complete control over your experience, and we're here to cater to your needs and desires. Are you ready to proceed?"

Valerie took a deep breath and nodded. "I am."

Avah smiling warmly. "That's the spirit, Valerie. Now, let me point out some of the features here in the breeding suite."

Avah began to explain the room's amenities. "Over here, we have the wall mirror, so you can watch Zane's erection slip in and out of you. Watching the act of baby making is such an obscene but wonderful thing."

"I agree."

"Over there, you'll find the tissues for any...emotional moments you might experience. There's also lubrication and towels in case they're needed."

Valerie nodded, taking all of this in as Avah continued. "The bed has been set up in a way that allows for both missionary ,doggy style and cowgirl positions and it does shift around in order to accommodate other positions as you see fit. Is there anything else you'd like to know?"

Valerie paused for a moment, taking in the information and the reality of the situation. She was about to embark on something that was both terrifying and exhilarating all at once. "No, I think that's everything I need to know. Thank you, Avah."

Avah smiled and gave Valerie a reassuring pat on the back. "You're welcome. Remember, you're in control of this entire process. Zane will be guided by your every move and instruction. If at any point you feel uncomfortable, you can use your safe word and we'll take a break. But I have no doubt that you'll have the most amazing experience and get the result you've been hoping for."

"Zane knows I'm planning on coming here today, but he doesn't know I chose him as a donor. I'm a little nervous how he'll react."

"Don't be," Avah snickered. "He's young, horny and has a beautiful mother. I think you'll get just the reaction you're hoping for. I'll be in the room monitoring and providing some guidance on the first day, then tomorrow you and Zane will be on your own."

"Got it," the mother nodded eagerly.

Avah made a suggestion. "Why don't you stretch out on the bed in a sexy pose? I'll go down and give him a rundown, but don't worry, I won't ruin the surprise." Avah then left the room quietly.

As Valerie lay on the bed, naked beneath her robe, she couldn't help but feel a mix of anticipation and nervousness. She had never experienced anything like this before and it all seemed so surreal. She knew that this was her last hope for having a child and she would do anything to make it happen.

After a few minutes, Avah returned with Zane in tow. He looked shocked, but also excited and curious. "Mom? What are you doing in here?" he asked, his eyes fixed on the gaping cleavage bulging from the slit in her robe.

"Waiting for you...so we can make a baby together."

Zane's heart did a somersault in his chest. Avah filled him in earlier on the details, explaining the process and the specific details of what

he would be doing in the session, but he had no idea she was talking about his mom.

Zane's eyes grew wide as it dawned on him what he was about to do. "So... we're going to... you know, have sex?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

"Yes, Zane, that's correct," Avah replied, her voice calm and reassuring. "It would be kind of hard to create a baby with having hot sex first."

Zane's face was a mix of fear, excitement, and disbelief. He couldn't believe that his own mother was about to have sex with him, all for the sake of a baby. But somehow, he couldn't shake the feeling that this was the right thing to do.

Valerie, despite her own nervousness, saw the same fear in her son's eyes. She wanted to comfort him, but she knew that this was something he needed to experience on his own terms. So, she took a deep breath and tried to smile reassuringly at him. "It's okay, honey," she said softly. "I know this is a big moment for both of us, and I'm here to support you every step of the way."

Zane nodded, still looking slightly dazed. Whatever doubts he had before, they were slowly fading away as he looked at his mother's curvy body in front of him.

Avah closed the door behind her, looking over at the teen. "He's all yours, Valerie," she whispered.

"Yeah, mom, you're the client. Your wish is my command," Zane added.

"Wow, if I only got this type of cooperation at home," she joked, making them laugh and breaking the tension in the room.

The blonde-haired beauty stood from the bed, her giant unfettered tit-melons bobbling heavily beneath the robe. She stepped over in front of her son. "why don't we start by getting rid of these robes," she suggested, untying the sash to hers.

Zane's eyes widened as his mother's robe fell to the ground, revealing her voluptuous half-naked body. He could see her nipples standing at attention from the centers of her wide areolar caps. His eyes drifted down to her G-string panties and despite the unusual situation, he couldn't help but feel a stirring in his loins.

Valerie gasped as her son's robe slipped off, revealing his lean, youthful body. She couldn't help but feel a tinge of pride as she took in his muscular frame and toned chest. He was a fine specimen of manhood, and the thought of having his oversized penis inside her sent shivers down her spine.

"You're beautiful, honey," the mother whispered, her alluring eyes drifting down to his fully erect cock. The pink skin was pulled tight along the shaft, making the helmet of his glans mushroom with desire, ready for the task at hand. "It looks so big and powerful."

"It'll give you that baby you've been wanting, that I promise you," the boy said, smiling with pride.

"Are you ready to proceed, Valerie?" Avah asked, her voice barely audible.

Valerie stepped out of her heels, then peeled her panties down her sexy legs and stepped out of them, exposing her shaved pussy to her boy's gaze. She took a deep breath and looked at her son, her eyes filled with determination. "Yes, I'm ready."

Zane couldn't help but feel a sense of overwhelming lust as he looked at his mother's bare naked body. He knew this was wrong, but he couldn't deny the desire that was coursing through his own frame.

He stepped closer to her, his hand reaching out to touch her toned stomach, feeling the warmth of her skin and the softness of her flesh.

"I...I can't believe I'm doing this," he whispered, his voice shaking with a mix of fear and excitement.

Valerie reached out and gently touched his cheek, her eyes filled with love and understanding. "It's okay, sweetheart. We're doing this for a very special reason."

"True."

Valerie took a deep breath, trying to steady her nerves. "Why don't we start by getting into position?"

Zane nodded, his heart pounding in his chest. He moved to the edge of the bed, his erection leading the way. Valerie crawled onto the mattress gently, her bare booty swaying and dangling breasts rocking heavily as she moved. Sprawled on her back, Valerie drew her knees nearly to her shoulders as she lewdly splayed her thighs open, offering a comfortable seat for her captain.

As Zane hovered over his mother, his eyes locked onto her wide open pussy, glistening with the secretions of arousal. His heart raced as he took a deep breath, preparing himself to enter her for the first time. Valerie reached up, her hands guiding him as he slowly lowered himself onto her.

Yes, he'd had his share of women, but this sensation was like nothing he had ever felt before. Valerie's body was warm, inviting, and it seemed to swallow him whole. He could feel her muscles in her arms and legs tightening around him, gripping him with a force he had never experienced.

Valerie could feel her son's thick, long member press against her entrance, crushing against her prepuce, and she knew it was going to

be a tight fit. But she was determined to make this work and have the child she so desperately wanted.

Taking a deep breath, Valerie slowly relaxed her muscles, allowing Zane to split the fleshy lips of her twat and slide inside her.

As he entered her, the mother felt a wave of pleasure wash over her. It was different from any other sexual encounter she'd ever had, more intense and more emotional.

Zane's eyes widened as he felt the warmth and tightness of his mother's pussy enveloping him. "Shit!" he hissed through gritted teeth, feeling her smoldering walls drawing him in, stretching around his thick, unyielding meat. He knew he had to be gentle at first, but he also felt a rush of adrenaline as he began to thrust inside her.

"You've got her, Zane," Avah, said, her eyes set upon their joined genitals. "All the way in and let her adjust to your size."

Zane complied, holding himself still, in full penetration inside his mother's slick cavity as he felt her contractions adjusting to his girth.

Valerie could feel the thickness of her son's dick, stretching her tight twat to the point of discomfort. She knew this was necessary though, to make this work and any discomfort would soon be replaced with exquisite pleasure.

"Okay, sweetheart, now you can move," Valerie managed to say, her voice shaking with emotion as she stared up into his eyes with desperate desire.

Zane began to thrust gently, feeling the pleasurable resistance of his mother's pussy. He couldn't help but marvel at the sensation, seeing the waves of lustful pleasure course through her body. He could see her lips quivering, her eyes half-open, and her face a mix of concentration and desire.

"Oh, yes, that's it, son...," Valerie moaned, her voice barely a whisper.

Avah watched with lustful anticipation as the two of them moved in harmony, the lewd sounds of sex filling the air. She could see the passion in their eyes, the determination to bring a new life into the world. "That's it, Zane. Let your mother feel the power of your teenage cock!" she urged.

Zane realized that this moment was not just about lust and desire, but about love and responsibility. He gripped the outsides of his mother's thighs, pulling her closer to him and thrusting deeper into her.

Using the grip of her legs as leverage, Valerie pumped her bubble butt from the mattress meeting his thrusts with her own. The feel of her son's cock-shaft sliding in and out of her, stretching her insides with every movement was divine. She tightened her legs around him, bringing him even closer, and the pleasure sensation seemed to intensify.

"Oh, yes, that's it, son...fuck me!" Valerie moaned again, her voice filled with a mix of pleasure and pain.

Zane's thrusts became more pronounced, his cock thundering in and out of his mother's twat with a lewd slapping sound. His vein-encrusted boner slid all the way out, so only the knob remained inside his mother. Then, he socked it home again, make her gasp from the feel of his bell tip stretching the uteri at the back of her vagina. Valerie was arching her back, her fingers digging into the sheets beneath her.

Avah watched with a mix of arousal and concern, wondering if the mother would need to use her safe word being speared so hard and deep. Valerie's voice eased her growing concern.

"Fuck me harder, Zane, make me cum!" Valerie begged, her orgasm edging closer with each stroke.

"Go get it, Zane!" Avah urged, encouraging the boy to hit their client hard and make her toes curl.

Zane complied, his full length thrusts becoming more aggressive. He was lost in the lust and desire, his mind only on the pleasure he was giving his mother. His raging cock sliced through his mom's dripping baby-chute, his big, hairless nuts beating lewdly against her ass-cheeks.

"I'm cumming, honey!" Valerie cried out, her body trembling with the force of the orgasm that was washing over her.

Zane felt the walls of his mother's pussy tighten, milking his cock with cuntal contractions. By now the teen was an experienced fucker, used to having hot pussy tightening and ejaculating all over his meaty cock. He had trained his pelvic floor muscles to flex, holding back the flow of liquids so he could pound a girl straight through her climax without cumming himself.

"Excellent, Zane!" Avah shouted, acknowledging the boy's self-mastery.

Valerie's moans reached a crescendo as the pleasure intensified. Her eyes rolled back in her head, and her body convulsed with every thrust. She felt like she was being taken to another world, a place of pure ecstasy where there was nothing but pleasure and desire. She gripped her son's shoulders with her nails digging into his flesh. Her legs trembling as she met each one of his powerful thrusts, her pillowy tits sloshing between their writhing bodies.

Zane's sinewy boner was on fire, pulsing with each contraction of Valerie's tight, juice-slickened pussy-tunnel. He could feel her orgasm

cresting, her muscles squeezing around his erectile shaft as she cried out in pleasure.

The boy sat up upright, but continued to fuck. He wanted to look down and watch her ballooning knockers roll and ripple up and down her rib cage. He took pride in how meaty and savage his boner looked stabbing in and out of her tight shaved pussy. Her pink labial lips were stretched obscenely, clinging to the outline of his muscled stalk.

"Suck them, Zane," Avah urged. "Suck her titties."

The boy sprawled back on top of his mom, this time latching his lips around her nipple as he fucked. The pleasure that coursed through Valerie's busty body was immense. "Oh, God, I love that!" he quivering voice cried out.

Zane's thrusts became quick and rabid, fucking his mother's pussy like it was his last chance to make her cum. Having socked it to her for nearly forty-five minutes now, his body was glistening with sweat, and his cock was dark with the juices of their lustful connection.

"Fuck! I'm gonna cum!" Zane groaned, his climax building up inside him. He couldn't hold it back any longer, he had to release his seed into the fertile womb of his mother.

"Yesss!" Valerie hissed, her body shaking with another boobie-rippling climax. She could feel Zane's cock swelling inside her, pulsating with an electric charge. She knew that in a few moments, her body would be filled with the essence of life.

"I'm cumming!" Zane grunted, his eyes squeezed shut, focusing on the pleasure that was coursing through his veins. His balls tightened, and his body shook as he released the torrent of his sperm deep into his mother's womb.

Valerie moaned and arched her back, her orgasm peaking as her son's hot, thick load filled her. She could feel the warmth of his cum coating the inside of her pussy, her muscles contracting involuntarily.

"Oh yes... that's it," Zane groaned, his hips thrusting hard against his mother's hips as she moved in counterpoint to provide increased friction on his boner. He could feel the powerful contractions of her muscles around his cock, milking his seed deep into her womb.

As the waves of pleasure subsided, Valerie and Zane lay there, panting and sweaty, their bodies entwined in a mess of passion.

Avah stood at the foot of the bed, a look of awe on her face as she watched the mother and son lie there, their bodies glistening. "Well done, Zane," she praised, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "You did an excellent job."

"Yes, honey, that was amazing," his mother cooed, running her long painted fingernails through his sweaty hair.

"Thanks," the boy sighed, then lifted himself up on extended arms, staring down at the huge, perspiration-sheened breasts that were jutting from his mom's chest. "I've got one more load to pump inside you today though, remember?"

Valerie made her son's still erect cock slip wetly from her pussy as she sat up. "Oh, yes...I remember," she eagerly replied.

Zane observed as his mom swiftly crawled onto her hands and knees, presenting her plump buttocks towards him. "Let's not waste any time, my handsome donor," she glanced back with a suggestive smile, shaking her curvaceous rear end.

"I love your attitude, Valerie," Avah stated, grinning from ear to ear. "Hungry for more semen...just like a mother in the making should be."

Zane gave his teenage cock-muscle a few rejuvenating strokes in front of them, making it return to its former rock-hard glory. It was still glistening with fuck-juice, eager to beat through the tube of his mom's vagina again.

"Come give mommy a round belly, sugar," Valerie cooed, gazing back at him with lust-filled eyes. She wagged her butt-meat teasingly, inviting her son to mount her haunches.

As Zane's rigid cockhead nudged at its fleshy target, he marveled at the enormity of what they were doing. The two of them, mother and son, one of them carrying the life that would result from their union. Valerie's ass was round and succulent, quivering before him, and he could hear her soft, breathy moans.

"Come on, son, fuck me from behind and knock me up," Valerie whispered, her voice low and sultry. "Give me your seed."

Zane didn't need more encouragement than that. He positioned himself behind his mother, his cockhead finding its way to her entrance. With a deep breath, he thrust into her, feeling her flesh resist his erection just long enough before giving way, enveloping his cock with warmth and wetness.

Valerie groaned, her body quivering as she felt the familiar sensation of her son filling her once again. "That's it, Zane," she cooed, her voice thick with lust. "Give mommy some doggy dicking."

Avah watched from the foot of the bed, her eyes wide with fascination. She had always found the idea of a mother-son relationship to be both taboo and incredibly arousing, and this wasn't the first time she had ever witnessed such a thing in person.

Zane began to thrust into his mother's tight, wet pussy, feeling her flesh gripping his cock with each stroke. Her peach-shaped ass

jiggled with each movement, and her pussy muscles clenched around his cock, milking him for all he was worth.

As his cock plunged in and out of his mother's wet pussy, Zane knew that he was creating a life, a being that would be a direct result of their love. It was a thrilling and terrifying thought, but he was committed to his task.

"Fuck yes, Zane, that's it," Valerie panted, throwing her ass back against him. "Give me your cum! I want to feel your seed inside me."

Zane picked up the pace, his thrusts becoming faster and deeper. He felt like he was being drawn into his mother's lustful orbit, pulled into the depths of her desire. The layer of fat beneath the skin of her ass rippled with every strike to her son's abdomen. Her tits danced wildly as they hung down nearly to the mattress.

Valerie panted like a bitch in heat, the feel of her son rigid pisser scraping along her nerve endings exquisitely. "Zane, I'm cumming!" she moaned, her body shaking with the force of her orgasm.

Avah watched, her eyes wide with fascination, as Zane's hips bucked and his cock thrust deep inside his mother's womb. She could see the sweat glistening on their bodies, the passion and intensity of their lovemaking evident in every movement.

"Oh, fuck, mom, you're so tight!" Zane groaned, his grip on his mother's hips tightening as he drove himself deeper inside her.

Valerie gasped, her eyes rolling back as the pleasure coursed through her mature body. Her humongous tit-knockers hung from her chest like pendulums and rocked to the rhythm of the incestuous union.

As Zane's thrusts became more erratic and urgent, Valerie could feel another sensation of pleasure beginning to build within her. She knew that soon, her son's warm seed would be lubricating her womb, nurturing the new life that would soon grow inside her.

Avah watched with a mixture of awe and desire, resisting the urge to rub her own pussy. She couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy, wishing it was her being filled by Zane's throbbing cock.

But Zane was too focused on his task to notice Avah's arousal. With each thrust, his cock buried deeper and deeper into his mother's welcoming pussy. He could feel the warmth and wetness of her inner core enveloping him, and he knew that he would soon release a second load into her fertile cunt.

After nearly an hour of ass-smacking, doggy style sex, Zane's body stiffened, his cock throbbing within his mother's pussy. He could feel the warmth of her secretions surrounding him, the muscles and pleats of her pussy clenching around his shaft as he spurted his seed deep inside her.

"Fuck, yes!" Zane groaned, his body shaking with the intensity of his release. He could feel his hot, thick cum-ropes filling his mother's womb, mingling with his first load and creating a new life within her.

Valerie cried out, her body shuddering with pleasure as she felt Zane's seed spurting into her. She could feel his boner twitching, the warmth and wetness of his cum coating her womb, and she knew that this was the moment she had been waiting for.

Avah watched, her eyes wide with a mixture of awe and desire. She could see the love and passion in Zane's eyes, and she knew that he had given his mother everything he had.

Zane groaned, his eyes rolling back in his head as he felt his mother's warm and wet pussy milking his cock and his balls for what felt like eternity. The sight of his Valerie's huge, perspiration-sheened breasts bouncing with each of his thrusts was almost too much for him to handle.

"Let's elevate those hips and let gravity help us along," Avah suggested.

Zane watched as his cock slide out of his mother's pussy and a stream of his cum followed it, oozing down along her twitching asshole.

"What a beautiful baby making nectar you two have created," Avah giggled, pointing to the frothy mix of his cum and his mother's juices, trickling down her now open pussy lips.

Zane couldn't help but chuckle, his breaths shallow as he fought to catch up with the after-effects.

As their bodies collapsed onto the bed, spent and satisfied, Valerie ran her long painted fingernails through Zane's sweaty hair. "Thank you, son" she whispered, her voice thick with emotion, "that was the most beautiful sex ever."

Zane grinned, finding satisfaction in knowing their sessions weren't done. There was likely tons more sex to be had before he impregnated her with his baby.

So, what happens now?" her husband asked, hoping the nightmare was over.

"It's a three day process, during my ovulation period, honey. I'll meet our donor at the clinic each day at scheduled times, and we'll... 'conduct' these sessions," Valerie replied, trying to sound as clinical as possible.

Honestly, Valerie couldn't wait. It wasn't every day she got to fuck her own handsome teenage son and create life at the same time.

"And the chances of conceiving are... pretty high, according to the staff there," Valerie continued, trying to sound as professional as

possible. She didn't want her husband to know how much she was looking forward to seeing Zane and cumming mindlessly all over his teenage cock.

"So, this kid donor was OK to you then? He didn't get too aggressive? "John asked with a hint of concern in his voice.

Valerie hesitated for a moment, trying to come up with an answer that would satisfy him, but also not give away her true feelings for Zane. "Yes, he was very professional," Valerie replied, trying to sound convincing. "He was kind and gentle, and I felt comfortable with him. The process went smoothly and without any issues."

"That's a relief," John said, visibly relaxing. "I just don't want anything to happen to you or the baby."

Valerie nodded, her heart swelling with love for her husband, who was so concerned about her and the unborn child. But she knew that her true feelings for Zane were too strong to ignore.

A few minutes passed before Zane entered through the doorway. "Hi, Mom and Dad," he greeted them with a warm smile before exchanging a knowing look with his mother.

Valerie's nipples perked up at the sight of her son and she greeted him with a smitten grin. "Hey there, honey. How was your shift at the pizza parlor?"

Zane chuckled, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "Oh, you know how it is, Mom. Busy as always." He winked at Valerie, who felt her heart race at the sight of her son's flirtatious grin. Zane's adrenaline was still pumping from having fucked her for nearly two hours at the clinic and pumping two loads of hot, baby making goo inside her fertile womb. "We had a pretty important customer come in today," he informed his parents.

"And did you leave them feeling satisfied?" Valerie asked, her eyes locked onto her son's lasciviously.

"I think so. Hopefully they went home with a 'full' belly."

His mom couldn't help but snicker, drawing a curious look from John. "What's wrong?" he asked.

"Nothing, honey," she answered, then focused back on her son. "Long shift tomorrow, huh, kiddo?" Valerie ask with a tiny smirk and excitement in her eyes. "I guess you'll have to work twice as hard."

"I'm up for the task," her son smiled back.

"And I'll bet your customers love the work you do," said Valerie with a meaningful stare, "and wanna just keep 'cumming' back for more."

"I hope so."

"Well, make sure you get plenty of rest tonight. Your customers will expect the very best out of you tomorrow. You'll need to 'deliver' your best work yet and have them 'screaming your name'...with praise."

John just sat there and listened, oblivious to the true meaning of their conversation. For all he knew his wife and son were talking about his gig at the pizza place, not the fact that they had a hot day of incestuous baby making planned for tomorrow.

As Valerie lay in bed that night, she couldn't stop thinking about Zane. She began to wonder if some of his sperm was swimming towards her egg at that very moment, eager to pierce her ovum and create a baby. She had never experienced such intense pleasure and connection with anyone before, not even with John. Valerie couldn't help but wonder if Zane was feeling the same way. "Was I a better fuck than those other women he got pregnant?" she thought. I'm

"gonna ride his ass off tomorrow and leave no doubt that I'm the best piece of pussy he's ever had."

The next morning, Valerie woke up early, eager to see Zane again. She knew that she would have to do everything she could to make sure their encounters were as satisfying as possible, so that they would have the best chance of conceiving.

Valerie spent the first couple hours of the day preparing herself mentally and physically for the upcoming sessions. She knew that she would need to be as aroused as possible, so she spent time fantasizing about Zane's body and the way he made her feel.

When the scheduled time arrived, Valerie entered the clinic, her heart racing with excitement as she reached the breeding room. She was surprised to see that Zane was already there, completely naked and waiting for her. He smiled at her, his eyes twinkling with mischief.

"Hi Mom," he said, his voice low and sultry. "Ready for round two?"

Valerie couldn't help but feel a shiver run down her spine as she stared at his jutting erection. She nodded, her heart pounding in her chest as she approached him, letting her robe slipped off and pool at her feet. "You better believe I am," she whispered, her voice trembling with desire.

"If you to need anything, just hit the call button," Avah said with a grin as she back out the doorway.

"Thank you, Avah," Valerie replied, anxious to be completely alone with her donor today.

Zane grinned, his eyes locked onto to his mom's humongous tits. Her areolas were crinkled in arousal, but still as big around as grapefruit. He licked his lips, eager to wrapped them around her fat nipples "I can tell you're looking forward to today, just like I am," he said, reaching out to cup her squishy breasts in his hands.

Valerie moaned softly as his touch sent electric shocks through her body. She reached down and wrapped her fingers around his cock, feeling its hardness and thickness as she stroked him. "You're so big," she murmured, her eyes widening in awe as she realized how tiny her hand seemed around his enormous prick.

"Yeah, I get told that a lot," he cockily replied, squeezing his pelvic muscle and making his hunky meat-shaft flex in her hand.

"It's my turn to show off today," his mom whispered with a devilish grin. "I'm gonna ride you."

"Before you straddle my dick, do you wanna straddle my face?"

Valerie grinned from ear to ear, impressed that her son had remembered their discussion in the hot tub. "You've got my attention, honey," she replied. "Let's see if you're as good with your tongue as you are with your dick."

She led him by his boner to the bed and Zane sprawled out on his back, his heart thumping hard in his chest with anticipation.

Valerie climbed onto the bed and straddled his face, her shaved pussy hovering above his mouth. "Lick me like you mean it," she demanded, wanting to feel his tongue invade her most intimate parts.

Zane obeyed without hesitation, his licker darting between her folds and into her wet, swollen pussy. Valerie moaned deeply as he worked his magic, his talented tongue sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her body. "Oh, fuck yeah, that's it! Drive your tongue deep inside me, Zane," she begged.

Zane complied eagerly, plunging his tongue into her depths and swirling it around, exploring every inch of her most private place. The flavorful taste and pungent scent made him dizzy with desire.

Valerie felt her body tensing, preparing for the intense orgasm she knew was building.

"Oh, my god! Keep going!" Valerie cried out, her quivering voice barely above a whisper. She felt his tongue delving deeper and deeper, stimulating her in ways she didn't even know were possible.

Zane continued to lick and suck at her pink pussy-flesh, taking in the intoxicating taste of her juices.

As Valerie came closer and closer to the edge, she reached down and grabbed a handful of Zane's hair, using her newfound strength to pull him even deeper into her.

"That's it, baby," she groaned, her body writhing, her cunt grinding on his face frantically. "Fuck, fuck, fuck!"

Zane could barely contain the excitement surging through his veins as he tasted the sweet nectar of his mother's climax. He continued to lap at her rapidly pulsing cunt, wanting to milk every last drop of thick pussy-honey from her.

As Valerie's orgasm peaked, her body convulsed, her huge, meaty tits trembling, and she let out a loud, primal moan that echoed through the room. She collapsed onto Zane's face, her pussy still gushing, her legs shaking uncontrollably.

"Oh, that was amazing," she whispered, her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath. "Where the fuck did you learn to eat pussy like that, Zane?"

"It's something that every client seems to ask for, so I get a lot of practice," he stated, ejaculatory juice dripping from his chin.

Valerie crawled towards his cock. "My turn now," she mewled as she guided his fat, bell-shaped knob towards her saliva-drenched lips.

Zane watched in awe as his mother slowly engulfed his cock, her practiced mouth moving up and down his shaft, taking him deeper

with each stroke. He groaned in pleasure as she caressed him with her tongue, her lips wrapped tight around his tingly cock-shaft.

Valerie moaned around his cock, her throat stretching to take in his length. "Oh, mom!" her son groaned in delight as her lips spread out around the root of his prick.

She sucked him harder, her saliva coating his length and providing a slippery sensation that he loved. She bobbed her head up and down, creating a tight vacuum around his manhood.

"I want you to nut in my mouth, honey," she gasped, her voice sandpaper rough with lust. "I want to taste the cum that's gonna make our baby."

Zane's eyes widened at her words, the thought of his own mother carrying his child in her womb driving him wild with desire. He thrust his hips, driving himself deeper into her mouth, his tender meat enjoying the warmth and wetness of her oral embrace.

Valerie's nose was filled with the musky scent of her son's arousal, and she breathed in deeply, savoring the potent mix of testosterone and innocence. She swirled her tongue around his shaft, tasting the pre-cum that leaked from his piss-slit.

"Oh, fuck, Mom, I'm so close!" Zane groaned, his hips thrusting faster and harder, his cock slipping in and out of her mouth with a wet, throaty sound.

Valerie hummed in response, her lips tightening around him as she sucked harder. She wanted to feel his hot cum explode in her mouth, to taste the essence of their future child.

As Zane's orgasm built, he began to pant and writhe, his body trembling with the intensity of the oral pleasure he was receiving.

Valerie could feel the tension in his throbbing dick, and she knew that he was about to erupt.

"I'm cumming!" Zane bellowed, his hips bucking wildly as he released his load into her eager mouth.

Valerie savored the taste of his cum, swallowing it eagerly as it spurted into her mouth. She couldn't believe how much semen he produced, and she was ecstatic that she was able to drink it all down.

"That was incredible!" the boy sighed as Valerie pulled away from his spent member, giving his spongy knob a sensual kiss.

"I'm so glad you liked it," said the mother, then threw her leg across his midsection. "But I think I've got something you're gonna like even better."

With a smirk on her face, Valerie reached down and guided his throbbing erection towards her entrance, feeling his glans gently press against her swollen, moist lips. "Are you ready for me, Zane?" she asked seductively. "Are you ready for mom to give you a baby- making fuck you'll never forget?"

"Oh, fuck yes, Mom," he groaned in anticipation. "I can't wait to feel you ride me."

Valerie looked into his eyes, her desire reflected in their depths. She slowly lowered herself onto him, his thick shaft sliding inside her pussy in a delicious stretch that made her moan aloud.

"Oh, fuck!" he hissed as her tight, hot pussy engulfed him. He could feel her ridges and muscles gripping him, squeezing him, making him shiver with pleasure.

As Valerie began to move, her hips undulating rhythmically.

Zane felt as if he was being consumed by his mother's love, her body enveloping him in a way that was both forbidden and utterly desirable. He watched her pretty face contort with pleasure, her eyes locked onto his, as though they were sharing a deeper connection.

"Oh, fuck, you're so tight, Mom!" he groaned, his hands clenching the bedsheets as she continued to grind against his rigid fucker. He could feel every ripple and fold of her pussy, her hot, slippery secretions dripping down his shaft, heightening his desire for her.

Valerie let out a low, guttural growl, her breathing becoming ragged as she slammed onto him, her hips bucking with each thrust. "Fuck me, Zane, fuck up into me!"

He complied without hesitation, matching her rhythm, his balls slapping against her ass with each deep thrust. He couldn't tear his eyes away from her gargantuan tit-melons as they jumped and rippled the motion of their mutual thrusts.

To say his mom could ride cock like a pro was an understatement. He could feel her love, her motherly affection, and the raw, primal lust all mingling together in a perfect blend that overwhelmed him completely. Valerie alternated between pumping her pussy up and down the length of his pole and grinding fluidly in full penetrating. She swung her wide hips, stirring his steely pecker around inside her pink portal.

As they continued to fuck, Zane's palms left the sheets to move to his mother's massive tits, kneading and squeezing their supple flesh as he continued to fuck her. He knew he was in the presence of a sexual goddess, and he was grateful for this opportunity to be inside her.

Valerie moaned, her orgasm arriving suddenly, as Zane's massive cock filled her up, pulsing inside her like a living, breathing organ. She had always known she possessed a wild side, but never in her

wildest dreams did she imagine that her own son would bring it out. And yet, here they were, with her luscious body bouncing on top of his, her cunt pulsating around his thick, veiny cock as she plowed down onto it with a primal energy that left her breathless.

Zane's fingers dug into her tit-flesh as he pounded her, his cock sliding in and out of her soaked pussy with a squelching sound that echoed through the room. He could feel the slick walls of her cunt gripping his cock, pushing him to the edge of his own climax.

The boy heard his mother moan his name, her body quivering as another, full-body orgasm washed over her. "I need you to cum inside me, Zane. Give me your seed. Make me pregnant!" she cried out, riding his cock with wild abandon.

Zane's hips bucked wildly, his cock pulsing in her pussy as he felt the familiar sensation of his orgasm building. "I'm gonna cum, Mom," he warned her, his voice hoarse with desire.

Valerie moaned, her eyes locked on his as she felt the heat of his ejaculation begin to fill her. She could feel his sinewy cock twitching deep inside her, emptying itself into the fornix her greedy pussy. "Oh, fuck, yes!" she hissed, her nails digging into his thighs as she rode him through his climax.

As the last of his cum spurted into his mother's eager pussy, Zane's senses were overwhelmed by the sight of her swollen, glistening cunt surrounding his cock, her face contorted in a mixture of pleasure and lust, her tit-melons jiggling wildly with each thrust. He knew that he had just completed the most taboo act of his life, and yet it felt as natural as breathing.

Valerie collapsed on top of Zane, their sweaty bodies mingling in a tangled mess of limbs and flesh. She couldn't believe what had just transpired, that she had just fucked her own son from the top and enjoyed it so much. But there was no denying the raw sexual energy

that had exploded between them, the passion that had consumed them both in a way that had left them breathless and satisfied.

"I'll be honest," Zane breathed. "I've fucked some pretty experienced women, but I've never had anyone ride me that good."

Valerie grinned and winked at him, still trembling from their passionate encounter. "You know what they say about us moms...we're just the best at everything we do."

Zane couldn't help but laugh at her comment. The idea of his own mother being the best at anything seemed surreal, but he had to admit that their experience together had been unforgettable. He couldn't wait to see what other secrets his mother held and how long it would take them to create a baby together.

"Do you wanna go out to the lounge and get something to drink before we have sex again?" Zane asked.

"Sure, honey. Should we get dressed first?"

Zane chuckled. "It's the baby making factory mom. Everyone just stays naked."

He guided her down the corridor of the breeding wing, accompanied by a symphony of heavy breaths and ecstatic cries. Behind each door lay a donor like Zane and a woman like Valerie, who was eagerly hoping to make her dreams of pregnancy come true.

A heady mixture of sweat, musk, and sex permeated the air. The scent was almost overwhelming, but it only added to the erotic atmosphere of the breeding wing.

The lounge was dimly lit with warm, amber lights, casting a cozy glow over the room. Different groups of naked women sat or lounged on soft couches, their bodies glistening with sweat and flushed with pleasure. Nearby, boys who looked to be Zane's age were chatting

and mingling, all of them clearly donors like him. It was like a scene from a high school dance, with girls and boys separated on opposite sides of the room.

"Exciting day, huh?" A redheaded woman asked Valerie. She stood side by side with another mom, their bodies glowing in the dim light of the lounge. The redhead's hair was vibrant against the dark-haired mom's mane, and both were dressed in nothing but their flushed skin. Their heavy tits were on display, jutting out proudly, with pink nipples still standing at attention.

Valerie spoke up, introducing herself with enthusiasm. Meanwhile, Zane had made his way over to engage in conversation with some of the other donors who were essentially his colleagues.

"You're so lucky to have gotten paired with Zane," said, Penny, the redhead. "He was my top choice, but I guess he's very popular and in high demand."

"Well, I may have gotten preferential treatment, since I'm his mom," Valerie giggle.

Erin, the dark haired mother's face lit up. "Oh my God, you and your son are making a baby together?! That's so cool!"

"We're both pretty excited about it," Valerie shared.

"You should be," Penny said, staring over at Zane with lust in her eyes.

Erin leaned in and stage-whispered, "Right? I mean, like, what's hotter than fucking your own son?"

Penny giggled and rubbed her tummy. "I have to conceive and raise a son before I even start thinking about fucking him."

Valerie blushed and looked away, a mix of embarrassment and arousal coursing through her veins. She couldn't help but notice

Zane's confidence and ease around the other boys as he chatted up a storm. His charisma and charm were evident, adding to his already impressive physique and sexual prowess.

"Dude, you landed a freaking hottie," Tyler, a fellow donor said to Zane, staring over at Valerie. "Look at the size of those fucking tits."

"Yeah, she's hot alright, and she can really fuck too," said Zane, his gaze locked onto Valerie's, their eyes connecting in an intense and intimate exchange across the room. Their bodies were both flushed and bare, adding to the intensity of their silent communication.

"Look at the ass on that mom I'm fucking," said Tyler, gazing across at her.

The woman was in her mid-twenties, her hair a vibrant shade of strawberry blonde that caught the light in the room. She had a curvaceous figure, plump in all the desired places, with a noticeably rounded buttocks. She stood with a group of similarly naked women, talking and laughing, but couldn't resist glancing back at Tyler with a longing gaze.

"If her husband knew how much she was squirting on my cock he'd probably freak the fuck out," Tyler whispered, making the two coworkers laugh.

Zane couldn't help but feel exhilarated as he thought about how his father would react if he could see the way he had been pleasuring his mom earlier. The way she had screamed with intense pleasure, while drenching his manhood in her juices.

"Look at the way they're looking at us, dude," Tyler pointed out. "You can just see how fucking horny they are. I bet most of these women don't even care about getting pregnant. They just wanna get fucked by young guys like us because they're husband's just aren't doing it for them."

"You could be right," Zane nodded.

Valerie and the two other women couldn't tear their eyes away from Tyler and Zane as they sipped from their cups of water. Their gazes were both longing and hungry, filled with desire and lust.

"Isn't it amazing how hard their dicks stay?" Erin pointed out. The three women's eyes hungrily devoured the sight of the erect cocks pointing out from the donor's lean crotches. They were large and thick, pulsing with raw, sexual energy.

"And how quickly they bounce back after ejaculating," Penny add. "Before this week, I haven't been fucked two hours straight since college."

"Are you guys sucking their dicks?" asked Valerie, wanting to make sure she wasn't the only one who agreed to that as part of her sessions."

"I sure am," Penny grinned. "There's no way I'd pass up giving a blowjob to a hot teenager like that."

"Mm, me too," Erin added, running her long pink tongue across her lip. "Dick that's barely legal taste so much better."

The other moms' eyes sparkled with mischief and anticipation as they watched Zane approach, his muscular body glistening with sweat and his cock standing tall and proud between his legs. They couldn't help but salivate at the sight of his perfect physique and throbbing baby maker.

"Are you ready to get back to it, mom?" he asked, sticking out his hand for her to take.

"Absolutely," Valerie replied, her voice trembling with excitement. She told the other two mothers goodbye, then took her son's hand and allowed him to lead her towards their breeding suite.

They seemed so perfectly suited for such a magical task. Zane's teenage frame, every muscle defined and taut as he walked beside Valerie. His erect penis stood tall and proud, nearly ten-inches long, bobbing with each step on his well-toned body. Valerie's oversized tits bobbled and swayed on her rib cage, accentuated by her nakedness. Her curvy figure, with her ample hips and thick, round bubble butt, moved with a mesmerizing sway and jiggle as she walked with her son.

The fact that her Zane's dick was still fully rigid after a powerful ejaculation was testament to his youth and vitality, and Valerie couldn't help but feel aroused all over again one they arrived in the suite. "Break time's over, baby," she sighed, pushing her son onto the bed.

Zane watched her crawl like a hungry lioness onto the mattress with him, her tits hanging down like huge ripe melons, rocking back and forth in tandem as she climbed on top of her teen.

There was nothing more thrilling to Zane than watching his own mom straddle him, grasping his cock and pointing it up towards the tight little pussy-slit that had birthed him out so long ago. He wanted to go out of his skin as he watched his bulbous knob split her twat and sink inside her warm, welcoming orifice.

"Oh, fuck, Mom, you're so tight," he moaned, his hands gripping her hips as she moved above him. "I can feel every ridge and every little nook of your pussy. It's like you're made just for me."

Valerie's eyes locked onto his, her desire reflected in their depths. She knew that they were both thinking the same thing: that this was more than just a twisted fantasy or a forbidden taboo. This was

something deeper, something that went beyond the physical. It was a connection that went straight to the heart.

With a newfound sense of purpose, Valerie began to ride her son's cock with renewed vigor. Her blushing ass-cheeks slapped against his thighs, each movement more deliberate than the last. She reached down and shamelessly played with her own swollen clit, feeling the electricity coursing through her body.

Zane watched his mother's beautiful, naked body move above him, her massive tits bouncing in perfect rhythm with her hips. He couldn't tear his eyes away from the sight of her, feeling like he was in a dream. He reached up and cupped her breasts, feeling the immense weight and warmth of her flesh in his hands.

Valerie moaned, feeling her son's hands on her, with a previously unimaginable feeling of desire and longing. She leaned down, her lips meeting his, her tongue exploring his mouth, tasting the sweetness of her own arousal on his lips.

Having gotten two orgasms out of his system, Zane was in it for the long haul this time, determined to fuck his mother for as long as she needed him to.

He linked his hands behind her waist, pulling her closer, their hips grinding together in perfect harmony. Valerie's eyes locked onto his, a fierce animalistic intensity in their depths. She could feel her own orgasm building, the heat and electricity coursing through her body.

"Fuck me, Zane, harder!" she cried out, her voice hoarse with desire. "Make me squirt all over your hard, fat pussy pleaser!"

Zane complied, matching her rhythm, his hips bucking with each deep thrust. His girth was filling her up, stretching her pleatedining to its limits. Valerie could feel the walls of her cunt pulsating around his cock, gripping him tightly.

"Oh, fuck, Mom, you're so Goddamn tight!" Zane groaned, his hands clenching the sheets again as he pounded her.

Valerie moaned as her son's fingers dug into her hips, generating a new level of pleasure in her that she hadn't felt before. The sound of their bodies connecting in a rhythmic frenzy filling the room. She felt like she was in a sexual trance, lost in the sensations of her son's body inside of her.

Despite Valerie's efforts to control herself, the overwhelming desire took over her body, causing her to become disconnected from reality. Her mind was consumed by the raw, primal lust she felt for her son and the need for his cum, but she knew that she couldn't stop now. The feeling of his cock pulsing inside of her was too much to bear.

"Oh, fuck, Zane! I'm going to cum again!" Valerie cried out, her face contorted in a mixture of pleasure and shame. Her nails dug into his shoulders as she convulsed in a powerful orgasm, her love-juices gushing down his shaft, drenching it in her feminine fluids.

Valerie leaned down, burying her boy's face between her cushy boobs, while her fleshy booty bobbed tirelessly up and down, pumping her pussy-tube along the spike of his hardon. He kissed his way around inside her cavernous cleavage, making his way to one of her turgid nipples.

He pulled it into his mouth and suckled deeply, the tip of his tongue flicking over the hard nub of flesh.

Valerie groaned, her body trembling with the pleasure of his oral ministrations. "Oh, yes, baby," she moaned, her hips moving faster and harder, impaling herself on his thick cock. "Suck my tits, Zane. Make me cum!"

Zane obliged, his hands grasping her luscious globes, kneading them roughly as he continued to suckle her nipple. Valerie's cries grew

louder and more desperate, and she knew that she was close to cumming again.

A sudden wet sound filled the air, as her pussy convulsed around Zane's cock, her love-juices gushing down his balls, coating every inch of him. Valerie clawed at the sheets, her eyes rolling back in her head as a powerful orgasm coursed through her body.

Zane watched in awe as his mother's entire body shook with pleasure, her face twisted in a mask of ecstasy. He could feel her cunt gripping his cock with a force he had never experienced before, each contraction causing her fuck muscles to chew at his erectile meat.

As Valerie's orgasm subsided, she collapsed onto Zane's chest, her body limp and breathless. Her tits, now slick with sweat and cum, pressed against his chest, their mingled scent intoxicating him.

"Fuck, Mom," he panted, his chest heaving with the effort of keeping up with her. "You're incredible."

Valerie giggled, her eyes still glazed with lust. "I told you, baby. Moms know best."

Zane couldn't help but chuckle at her words as he marveled at the intensity of their encounter. Nearly three hours had past since they first started, and the passion between them was still burning bright. He couldn't imagine ever tiring of his mother, or her insatiable appetite for pleasure.

The fact that her son's dick was still fully rigid after a powerful ejaculation was testament to his youth and vitality, and Valerie couldn't help but feel aroused all over again. "Break time's over, baby," she sighed and slowly began to move her hips, rolling her pussy over Zane's pulsating length, feeling his cock twitch and throb inside her.

"Oh, fuck, Mom, you're so tight," he moaned, his hands gripping her hips as she moved above him. "I can feel every ridge and every little nook of your pussy. It's like you're made just for me."

Valerie's eyes locked onto his, her desire reflected in their depths. She knew that they were both thinking the same thing: that this was more than just a twisted fantasy or a forbidden taboo. This was something deeper, something that went beyond the physical. It was a connection that went straight to the heart.

With a newfound sense of purpose, Valerie began to ride her son's cock with renewed vigor. Her blushing ass-cheeks slapped against his thighs, each movement more deliberate than the last. She reached down and shamelessly played with her own swollen clit, feeling the electricity coursing through her body.

Zane watched his mother's beautiful, naked body move above him, her massive tits bouncing in perfect rhythm with her hips. He couldn't tear his eyes away from the sight of her, feeling like he was in a dream. He reached up and cupped her breasts, feeling the immense weight and warmth of her flesh in his hands.

Valerie moaned, feeling her son's hands on her, with a previously unimaginable feeling of desire and longing. She leaned down, her lips meeting his, her tongue exploring his mouth, tasting the sweetness of her own arousal on his lips.

Having gotten two orgasms out of his system, Zane was in it for the long haul this time, determined to fuck his mother for as long as she needed him to.

He linked his hands behind her waist, pulling her closer, their hips grinding together in perfect harmony. Valerie's eyes locked onto his, a fierce animalistic intensity in their depths. She could feel her own orgasm building, the heat and electricity coursing through her body.

"Fuck me, Zane, harder!" she cried out, her voice hoarse with desire. "Make me squirt all over your hard, fat pussy pleaser!"

Zane complied, matching her rhythm, his hips bucking with each deep thrust. His girth was filling her up, stretching her pleated lining to its limits. Valerie could feel the walls of her cunt pulsating around his cock, gripping him tightly.

"Oh, fuck, Mom, you're so Goddamn tight!" Zane groaned, his hands clenching the sheets again as he pounded her.

Valerie moaned as her son's fingers dug into her hips, generating a new level of pleasure in her that she hadn't felt before. The sound of their bodies connecting in a rhythmic frenzy filled the room. She felt like she was in a sexual trance, lost in the sensations of her son's body inside of her.

Despite Valerie's efforts to control herself, the overwhelming desire took over her body, causing her to become disconnected from reality. Her mind was consumed by the raw, primal lust she felt for her son and the need for his cum, but she knew that she couldn't stop now. The feeling of his cock pulsing inside of her was too much to bear.

"Oh, fuck, Zane! I'm going to cum again!" Valerie cried out, her face contorted in a mixture of pleasure and shame. Her nails dug into his shoulders as she convulsed in a powerful orgasm, her love-juices gushing down his shaft, drenching it in her feminine fluids.

Valerie leaned down, burying her boy's face between her cushy boobs, while her fleshy booty bobbed tirelessly up and down, pumping her pussy-tube along the spike of his hardon. He kissed his way around inside her cavernous cleavage, making his way to one of her turgid nipples.

He pulled it into his mouth and suckled deeply, the tip of his tongue flicking over the hard nub of flesh.

Valerie groaned, her body trembling with the pleasure of his oral ministrations.

"Oh, yes, baby," she moaned, her hips moving faster and harder, impaling herself on his thick cock. "Suck my tits, Zane. Make me cum!"

Zane obliged, his hands grasping her luscious globes, kneading them roughly as he continued to suckle her nipple. Valerie's cries grew louder and more desperate, and she knew that she was close to cumming again.

A sudden wet sound filled the air, as her pussy convulsed around Zane's cock, her love-juices gushing down his balls, coating every inch of him. Valerie clawed at the sheets, her eyes rolling back in her head as a powerful orgasm coursed through her body.

Zane watched in awe as his mother's entire body shook with pleasure, her face twisted in a mask of ecstasy. He could feel her cunt gripping his cock with a force he had never experienced before, each contraction causing her fuck muscles to chew at his erectile meat.

As Valerie's orgasm subsided, she collapsed onto Zane's chest, her body limp and breathless. Her tits, now slick with sweat and cum, pressed against his chest, their mingled scent intoxicating him.

"Fuck, Mom," he panted, his chest heaving with the effort of keeping up with her. "You're incredible."

Valerie giggled, her eyes still glazed with lust. "I told you, baby. Moms know best."

Zane couldn't help but chuckle at her words as he marveled at the intensity of their encounter. Nearly three hours had past since they first started, and the passion between them was still burning bright.

He couldn't imagine ever tiring of his mother, or her insatiable appetite for pleasure.

Valerie felt like she could ride her son like a cowgirl for yet another three hours. The intensity of the moment seemed to have no end, as Zane's dick never seemed to soften. Valerie's pussy quivered and contracted, milking his cock, her orgasmic aftershocks sending waves of pleasure throughout her body.

Zane's chest heaved with each breath, his body glistening with sweat, beads of it trickling down his forehead and between his pecs. His hands gripped his mother's waist, steady and strong, as he thrust his hips upward, meeting her every movement.

"Damn, Mom, you're something else," he grunted, his voice hoarse with desire.

Valerie moaned, her eyes locked onto his, her body responding to his every touch, his every word. She felt a new sense of power, a newfound confidence in her sexuality, her motherly instincts taking over.

"You're not kidding," she replied, her voice breathy and sultry. "But you know what? I can do better."

With that, Valerie gave a another surge of energy, her hips bucking wildly, her body gyrating in a frenzied dance that Zane had never seen before. Her oversized, sweat-sheened tits flopped around crazily, reeling, rippling and smacking together; creating quite the spectacle for the boy who had a front row seat. Her pussy seemed to pulse with a life of its own, gripping her son's thick cock with a force that made him gasp for breath.

Zane's boner was being rocked to another level of sensations, as if it had never been more alive. He felt like he could cum again, but he

wasn't ready to let go just yet. He needed more, needed to go deeper, to fuck his mother harder and stronger.

"Fuck, Mom, what are you doing to me?!" he cried out, his voice filled with a mixture of pleasure and pain.

Valerie threw her head back, her eyes closed, and let out a primal scream as her orgasm hit her like a freight train. Her love-juices flowed down her legs in rivulets, soaking the sheets beneath them. Zane felt her pussy muscles clench around him, milking his cock like never before.

"Oh, God, Zane, I'm cumming! I'm cumming so motherfucking hard!" she cried out, her voice hoarse with pleasure.

Zane could feel her cunt pulsing around his cock, each contraction causing him to moan in delight. He knew that he was close to cumming himself, but he didn't want this to end just yet. He wanted to savor every moment of this intense, passionate connection between them.

Valerie felt like she was floating on a cloud, her body enveloped in a warm, tingling sensation that seemed to radiate out from her pussy. She could feel each pulse of her inner muscles gripping Zane's cock, pulling him deeper into her with every throb. Her mind was a haze of pleasure, her body a temple of lust, and her heart was filled with an overwhelming love for her son.

As Valerie's orgasm subsided, she felt a new surge of desire coursing through her veins. She could feel the tension in her son's body, the way his cock was throbbing inside of her, begging for release. She knew that he was close, and she wanted to give him the most intense orgasm he had ever felt.

"Fuck me, baby," Valerie moaned, her eyes locked onto his. "I want to feel you pump a baby into me,"

Zane felt the words reverberate through his body, a low growl rising in his throat. He thrust his hips harder, faster, his cock hitting her cervix with every stroke.

Valerie could feel the resistance of his thick rod, her inner muscles clamping down on him, pleading for release. She knew that her son was close, and she wanted to feel him cum inside of her. The thought of him pumping his seed into her, filling her with his love, made her heart race with desire.

"I'm going to cum, Mom," Zane moaned, his voice strained with passion. "I'm going to fill you up with my sperm."

At the sound of his words, Valerie felt her own orgasm building once again. She began to move her hips in a circular motion, milk his cock in a deep pussy-grind. She felt the wetness between her legs increase, beads of her love-juices dripping down his balls, coating his thighs.

Zane felt like he was going to pass out from the intensity of the sensation around his hardon. As his orgasm hit him like a freight train, he cried out in pleasure, his hips thrusting harder and faster, driving his cock deeper into his mother's pussy. He felt like he was losing control, like his body was possessed by some unholy force, but he didn't care. He wanted this feeling to last forever.

Valerie could feel the waves of pleasure coursing through her heavy-titted body with each thrust, like electricity shooting through her veins. She knew that her son was cumming, and she was ready to welcome his love-juices into her womb.

As Zane's orgasm peaked, she could feel the hot, pulsing stream of his sperm filling her up, bathing her insides with his love. She writhed passionately on top him, her pussy clenching around his cock, milking every last drop of his pleasure from him.

Finally, Zane's orgasm subsided, his body limp and weak from the intensity of their lovemaking. He could feel his heart beating in sync with his mother's, their bodies intertwined in a post-coital embrace.

"I love you, Mom," Zane whispered, his voice barely above a whisper. "I just know we're gonna create a super-cool baby together."

Valerie smiled, a warm, loving smile that radiated from her heart. "I love you too, Zane, and I agree. We're gonna make the greatest little baby ever."

The following day, John made the decision to swing by and visit his son at the pizza place. However, as he pulled into the parking lot, he didn't see his Zane's car anywhere. Despite this, he decided to go inside, hoping that maybe his son had gotten a ride to work that day.

"Hi, is Zane working today?" John asked the worker at the register.

"Who?" The young man asked, clearly looking confused.

"My son, Zane. Zane Shotwell."

"Sorry, no one works here by that name."

"That not true. He's worked here for a couple months now," said John, his face masked with confusion.

"Look, man...I've worked here for a year. If there was a Zane here, I think I'd know it."

John went out to his car and attempted to call his son, but got no answer. He tried his wife's phone, but was also unsuccessful, which didn't surprise him since he knew she was at the clinic.

John grew worried when he didn't see Zane's car at the house. He quickly made the decision to drive over to the clinic himself and try to talk to Valerie in person. He was taken aback when he came across both Zane's and his wife's vehicles in the parking lot.

"Can I help you?" asked Heidi, the receptionist.

"Yes, I was wondering if I could speak to my wife, Valerie Shotwell. She's a client here."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Shotwell, Valerie is in the middle of a session. Is this an emergency?"

"No, it's not an emergency, but it's very important," John replied.

"I understand, Mr. Shotwell, but our policy is unless it's an emergency we don't interrupt sessions here at the baby making factory."

"I see. My son Zane's car is in your parking lot. Did he stop in here by chance?"

"Mr. Shotwell, I'm not at liberty to discuss our clients' information, but I can assure you that we don't allow anyone to enter the premises without their appointment. If you have any questions or concerns about your son, Zane, you should reach out to him directly."

"Well, how long until my wife is through with her session?"

"It's hard to say. She could be another hour or two, maybe less. The session lengths vary really."

"Could I just got back and talk to her? It'll only take a few minute," John asked pleasingly.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Shotwell, only clients and donors are allowed beyond this point. You're more than welcome to hang out in our waiting room, but I'm afraid I can't give you any more information on how long they'll be."

John sighed, feeling increasingly confused and worried. "Okay. I'll just wait here then."

As he settled in the waiting room, John couldn't help but notice the other female clients there his wife's age. Some looked anxious, while others looked excited or even nervous.

As Heidi was occupied with another potential client, John seized the opportunity to discreetly follow a woman who had been taken to the back hallway. Surprisingly, he managed to slip into the restricted area without being noticed.

He snuck past the lab and through the heart of the baby making factory, where clients and donors were engaged in their private sessions of sexual intercourse. John couldn't believe his ears as he snuck past the closed doorways and heard the moans and groans of people giving and receiving pleasure. The air was thick with the scent of sex and desire.

Amongst the chorus of female cries, one in particular caught his attention – it sounded hauntingly familiar. He quickly made his way towards the room where it originated from. As he neared the room, he could hear explicit, passionate moans that belonged to none other than his wife, Valerie. His heart pounded in his chest and his palms began to sweat as he tried the door, but found it locked. It apparently needed some type of key card to enter.

Filled with sick curiosity, he put his ear to the door to have a ease drop on what was taking place inside. John felt a chill run down his spine as he listened to his wife get fucked hard. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh, grunts and sighs, and wet, messy noises that made him feel both repulsed and excited.

"Yess, oh, God...fuck meee!" his wife's voice cried out from inside the room, clearly in the throes of passion. John knew he had agreed to this, but it didn't make it any easier to listen to.

He tried to imagine lewd scene that was taking place inside the room. He heard the man, who must have been the baby factory's

donor, groan in pleasure as he thrust harder and faster, his balls smacking against Valerie's ass.

Suddenly, a door across the hallway opened. It was Avah and she glared at John in shock. Behind her, in the room, a beautiful, middle-aged redhead was feverishly riding the cock of a boy that looked barely 18. The teenager's eyes were big and glazed with lust as he watched a set of huge alabaster tits bounce around wildly above him.

"Um, excuse me, you shouldn't be back here," Avah told John with a stern expression.

"Sorry, I was just looking for my wife, Valerie," John said, his cheeks red with embarrassment.

"No, this area is restricted. You can wait in the waiting room and she'll be out when her session is over."

"Got it, sorry," said John, clearly embarrassed as he made his way back towards the front of the building.

As John made his way back towards the front of the building, he couldn't shake the images or sounds that he had heard. He sat nervously in the waiting room, trying to distract himself until Valerie was finished.

Finally, Valerie emerged from her session, a fresh flush on her face and a satisfied smile playing on her lips. John couldn't help but feel a pang of envy as he watched his wife exit the baby factory.

"John, what are you doing here?" Valerie in a slightly annoyed tone. "Avah said she saw you sneaking around in the hallway."

"I'm looking for Zane. I went by the pizza place, but they claimed he doesn't work there and never has. Then I come here and his car's parked next to yours."

Valerie's expression changed from annoyance to nervousness as she looked at John. "Well, he, um...did mention something about wanting a job here. Maybe he's in an interview," she said, desperately trying to make up a plausible explanation.

"A job here...doing what?! And why did he lie to us about flipping pizza?"

"Honey, I'm not sure what's going on with Zane, but now is not the right time or place to have this conversation. We'll discuss it at home when we can all sit down together and get a clear understanding of the situation from Zane himself. Right now, I need to go back in for another session."

"Another session?" John asked.

Valerie rolled her eyes and sighed, clearly frustrated with John's interrogation. "Yes, John, another session. I'm a client here, remember? This is the baby making factory."

She turned and walked away, leaving John standing in the lobby of the clinic, feeling more confused and disturbed than ever. He rubbed his temples, trying to piece together the fragmented pieces of information he had been given.

John made his way back to his car, contemplating the strange and unsettling day he had experienced. As he drove home, he couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. Not only was there the mystery of his son's sudden disappearance, but now the baby making factory and its clients were added to the mix.

"What did dad want?" Zane asked as his mother came back to the breeding suite and began undressing.

"Apparently, he went to the pizza parlor and you weren't there, then he came here and saw your car in the lot."

"Oh, shit...what did tell him?" Zane said with a panicked expression.

"Very little. Needless to say, we'll need to do some damage control when we get home later," said Valerie as she unclasped her bra, releasing her bobbling tits. "You don't need to worry about that right now though. You have a job to do, young man, and that's where your focus needs to be."

Zane began stroking his semi-hard pecker, while watching his mom shed her dainty panties. He licked his lips, staring at her hairless pudenda, eager to see it stretched around the meat of his cock again.

"Mm, get it nice and hard, Zane," his mother cooed, crawling onto the bed in front of him. "We have a baby to make."

She rolled onto her back and spread her lovely legs wide in the air, smiling seductively at Zane. Then, Valerie reached down, spreading her wet, pink lips open, beckoning him to slide inside. "Come wash mommy's womb with you hot semen, baby," she moaned, her voice dripping with desire.

Zane wasted no time crawling onto the bed and positioning himself at the entrance of his mother's already moist sex. With a groan of pleasure, he thrust into her, feeling her hot, tight walls enveloping his thick shaft.

"Oh yes, that's it, baby," Valerie cried, her voice hoarse with need. "Give me all that fucking nut and make me pregnant with your baby."

Zane slammed into her over and over again, his cum-bloated balls slapping against her ass with a satisfying rhythm. The sight of his mother's body, spread out beneath him, was the most wonderful thing in the world.

Valerie reached down, rubbing her clit furiously, her eyes rolling back in her head as she neared her climax. Having had two ejaculations earlier, one from having his dick sucked and the other from fucking his mom doggy style, Zane felt like he could go at least an hour without cumming again.

The boy loved watching his mom orgasm; the way her back arched and her giant breasts heaved with each deep breath. Her eyes were closed in bliss, her pretty face masked in ecstasy as she reached the pinnacle of her pleasure. It was an awe-inspiring moment, and the boy was immediately entranced.

He watched as she rode the wave of her climax, screaming as her body convulsing, her muscles clenching, and her breath ragged.

"Auugh, shit!" the teen gasped as he felt her pussy spasm and bathe his boner with smoldering girl-cum.

He fucked harder and deeper than before, his own desire building with every thrust.

"Oh, Zane! Yes, yes, yes!" cried Valerie, her voice still pitchy from her release. "Fuck me, baby, fuck me!"

The lewd sounds of flesh slapping against flesh, grunts and sighs, and wet, messy noises filled the room as Zane thrusted harder and faster, his balls smacking against his mother's rounded ass.

"Oh my God!" Valerie gasped, her voice full of intensity as she neared her climax again. "I'm going to cum again, Zane! I'm going to cum all over your fucking cock!"

The teen could feel his own passion building, the lust inside him reaching a fever pitch as his mother's moans became more fervent. He thrust deeper, his cock pulsating with every full-length plunge.

He relished the sight of her contorted face, her moans echoing in the room, as if it were a secret kingdom that only he had the key to. The teen could feel the pulsating energy inside him, a testament to his dominance, as he delivered pleasure after pleasure to his mother.

As he explored her desirous depths, a strange sensation washed over him, a feeling of connection, of pure, unadulterated lust. It was as if they were not just a mother and her son, but two beings united in a bond forged by unbridled desire. This newfound sense of connection gave him a thrill that he had never experienced before, not even when he had conquered his first conquest.

He rested his weight against her, crushing Valerie's jiggling tits against his chest as she wrapped her silky mommy-legs high around his back in a carnal embrace.

As Valerie writhed beneath him, Zane couldn't help but wonder what his father would say if he could witness this moment. John's eyes would surely be wide with shock, his mouth gaping as he tried to process the scene before him – his son plunging his cock into the very woman who had given birth to him, the boy who they had raised together.

Even if John did catch them, it wouldn't have mattered. His baby making days were over and Zane was clearly the alpha male in his mother's life at the moment.

Zane's body moved with force and precision, his muscles flexing as he thrust into Valerie's body. Her skin glistened with sweat and her hair was wild and tangled, her eyes filled with a mix of desire and pleasure.

The room was filled with the musky scent of their bodies, a combination of sweat, cock, pussy and hot cum. The smell was intoxicating and only heightened their desire for each other.

Valerie's limbs flexed as she clung to her teen, her luscious body glowing with a thick sheen of perspiration. They kissed passionately, their tongues frantically exploring each other's mouths.

As the minutes passed, Zane's heart pounded, and his breath grew ragged. He felt as though he could never have enough of his mother's body, her warmth, her wetness, and her moans of pleasure. Valerie's own lust was palpable, and it only fueled his own desire.

He shifted his position slightly, lifting his mother's lovely legs over his shoulders, bringing him even deeper into her welcoming depths.

Valerie cried out in pleasure, her body arching off the bed, her hands clutching at his back as he filled her with his immense member.

"Zane, I'm so close," she panted, her voice filled with raw need.

With each thrust, Zane felt his own orgasm building, the pressure in his balls growing stronger with every plunge, but he refused to climax until his mother reached her peak once more.

"I'm gonna cum, Zane," Valerie groaned, her voice shaking with passion. "I'm gonna cum so fucking hard."

Zane grunted in response, his hips moving in a desperate rhythm as he drove himself deeper into his mother's slick, tight pussy. Her hot, wet walls seemed to suck him in deeper, and he knew he was close.

"Cum with me, baby," Valerie pleaded, her voice thick with lust. "Cum inside me, fill me up with your hot, sticky seed."

Zane needed no further encouragement. He thrust harder and faster, his balls slapping against his mother's quivering derriere with a rhythmic SMACK. His cock pummeled deep within her, bursting with

blood and cum. His orgasm washed over him like a tidal wave, his body wracked with convulsions as he pumped his essence into the woman who had given him life.

Valerie screamed, her orgasm cresting over the edge as well, her body shuddering beneath him. She clawed at his back, her nails leaving little trails of pain and pleasure in their wake.

Zane's knob swelled like a blooming mushroom as ropes of cum erupted from his meatus, hosing down the head of his mother cervix and her quivering cuntal walls. His pearly-white jizz looked almost iridescent against the deep pink background of his mother's cunt tunnel.

As the boy's body stilled, he collapsed onto Valerie, his spent cock twitching inside her. His mother wrapped her arms around him, pulling him close, and they kissed deeply, their tongues mingling and twining together in a dance of passion and satisfaction.

For minutes, they lay there, their bodies slick with sweat and cum, their hearts beating in sync. It was a moment of pure bliss, a moment that would be forever etched in their minds, a moment that would forever bind them together in a love that knew no bounds.

Slowly, Zane pulled out of his mother, his cock glistening with a mixture of his cum and her juices, creating a new scent that was uniquely theirs. Valerie moaned softly, a mixture of pleasure and loss in her voice.

"That was amazing, Zane," she whispered, her voice still thick with lust.

Zane grinned, his face flushed with satisfaction. "I agree," he replied, his voice filled with pride.

With a kiss to her sweaty forehead, Zane slithered from his mother's embrace and slowly stood up. His wet cock still jutted from his crotch in full meaty hardness, his knob still twitching from his powerful ejaculation. He glanced down at his mother's spent body, the glistening fluids still seeping from her now-empty tunnel.

Valerie lay in the bed, her heavy tits drooping slightly off the sides of her chest, her body still twitching slightly with the remnants of her orgasm. The mother's eyes were misty and half-lidded, her gaze heavy with adoration and desire as she looked up at her son's glistening, muscular body. His broad shoulders and carved chest were a sight to behold, his wet cock still standing tall and proud between his legs. Having given him a short refractory period, knowing that a teenager could bounce back quickly, it was time to resume fucking.

Valerie swiftly moved to the edge of the bed and stood, then effortlessly leapt from the ground and wrapped her limbs around the boy in a tight embrace.

Zane grasped her ass, his fingers sinking into the fatty meat of her cheeks as he held her against him. Valerie's squishy tit-orbs were crushed between them, bulging out at the sides. "Get that fucking dick back inside me," she whispered wantonly, then dove for his lips.

Zane's kiss met Valerie's with urgency, their tongues fucking each other's mouths as if they had a mutual need to be ravished. Valerie released one hand from Zane's neck and moved it between their bodies, her fingers finding his cum-leaking erection. She began to stroke him slowly, her grip firm yet gentle, as if caressing a prized possession.

She rubbed his spongy tip against her prepuce, prying back the fleshy hood to expose the grape-sized nubbin of her glans. "Ahhh!" Valerie gasped as she rubbed their love-bulbs together.

With his mother's help, Zane's cockhead found its mark, slipping into his mother's silky entrance with ease. The sight of Valerie's widening eyes as she gazed back at his own sent a shudder of lust through him. How many times had they done this now? Ten? Twenty? It was impossible to remember.

Valerie's internal muscles clenched around his stiff member, milking it and pulling it deeper into her depths. They adjusted their positions slightly, Zane pinning his mother against the wall.

Valerie's face was a mask of raw emotion, her eyes glazed with lust and her skin glistening with sweat.

Their bodies moved in perfect syncopation, Zane's cock sliding in and out of his mother's cunt as if it had a mind of its own. The scent of their mingling fluids hung heavy in the air, a potent mix of hormones and sexual energy.

"I can't get enough of this, mom," the boy sighed, feeling his boner relieve a deep cuntal massage.

"I can't either," she whispered between kisses. "Isn't it obvious?"

With her warm, thick thighs clamped tightly around his waist, Valerie used the heels of her feet against his taut ass to guide her son's thrusts. Her toes were clenched, her brightly painted toenails shimmering in the dimly lit room.

As Zane thrust in and out of his mother's warm, wet pussy, he couldn't help but feel a sense of awe at the way her body responded to his. Valerie moved in counterpoint, muscles rippled and clenched around his cock with every stroke, pulling him deeper inside her with each thrust.

Valerie's moans grew louder and more desperate, her hands gripping his back and pulling him closer with each cry of pleasure. She showed her sexual mastery, her hips bucking wildly as she rode him, her body arching and twisting in a sensual dance of passion.

The smell of their combined lust and sweat filled the air, the room growing hot and humid as their bodies collided and their desire built to new heights.

Valerie's oversized hooters rippled wildly with each thrust, her nipples fat and erect, begging for attention.

One and on they fucked, like two animals, screwing each other with fervor and lust.

Valerie's cunt walls continued to pulsate around his shaft, milking every drop of his precum. Zane adjusted his angle, so his cock head plowed against her G-spot with each thrust, sending shockwaves of pleasure through his cum-drenched cock.

Hi mother's moans became more desperate, her back arching as she clung to him, her nails digging into his skin. Valerie's breath grew ragged, her moans turned into screams of pure joy, and her body convulsed with the force of tit-trembling orgasm.

Zane's own ejaculation was building, the sensation of his mother's cunt gripping his cock like a vice made his penis throb and his balls churn. "Fuck, mom!" he grunted, his breath coming in ragged gasps. "I'm gonna cum!"

"Do it, baby!" Valerie cried, her voice hoarse with arousal. "Give mommy your hot baby seed!"

Zane thrust one last time, his cock finding its mark deep inside Valerie's sizzling hot cunt. His body tensed, and with a howling cry of ecstasy, he exploded, his cock shooting hot jets of nut-nectar into the depths of his mother's love canal.

Valerie cried out at the sensation, her cunt walls gripping his cock like a vice, milking every drop of his seed from his erectile flesh. The room filled with the sound of their panting breaths and the sloppy smacks of their heated pissers beating together.

Their bodies moved in perfect sync, as if the two of them were one living, breathing organism, their bodies intertwined in a dance of passion that defied all reason.

As his ejaculation subsided, Zane just held his mother against the wall, his twitching boner soaking in the furnace of her cunt. Valerie continued to cling to her boy...her donor, her soft, heavenly arms and legs squeezed tightly around him. His head rested against her shoulder as she combed her long nails through the back of his hair. It was a scene of primal intimacy, a mother enfolding her child in a cocoon of ecstasy.