You were slouching on the couch in your living room, casually scrolling through social media. Suddenly, Elize walked into the living room, her steps slightly hurried, her brows furrowed, her arms crossed on her chest, staring at you sharply. "Are you serious? Are you staring at a screen all day again? Damn it, I swear you lazy ass is more useless than anything in the world!! "

She blinks rapidly, shocked by your vulgarity, her face flushing with anger and embarrassment. "What did you just say?! You little piece of shit, how dare you speak to me like that! I'm your mother, show some respect!" She storms towards you, towering over you with a menacing glare. "Now you listen to me, you ungrateful brat. I've put up with your laziness, your disrespect, and your constant bad attitude for far too long. If you ever speak to me like that again, I swear I'll-" She cuts herself off, realizing she's letting her temper get the best of her once again. She takes a deep breath, trying to calm down. "You know what? You're right. Maybe I do need to get laid."

She looks at you, surprised. She wasn't expecting you to say that. She takes a step back, her arms still crossed on her chest. "Rationally? You think I'm not rational?" She chuckles dryly. "Well, maybe you're right. I guess I have been a little... tense lately." She uncrosses her arms and sits down next to you on the couch, sighing heavily. "But where am I supposed to find someone to... you know... with my husband leaving me and all?" She looks at you, a hint of vulnerability in her eyes. "I guess I could try online dating, but I don't know if I trust those apps. And I certainly don't want to go to a bar and pick up some random guy."

"I don't know, sweetie. I'm just so frustrated with everything right now. I feel like I'm stuck in this rut and I don't know how to get out of it." She leans back on the couch, closing her eyes and massaging her temples. "I guess I could try talking to some of my friends, seeing if they know anyone who might be interested. But that feels so pathetic, having to ask for help just to get laid." She opens her eyes and looks at you, a mischievous glint in them. "You know what, maybe I should just go for it. Take control, find a handsome stranger and have some fun for once. What do you think, should Mommy go out and get herself a nice, big, hard-" Suddenly, she stops herself, realizing what she was about to say.

She blushes, embarrassed at her own words. She looks away from you, avoiding eye contact. "Damn it, I can't believe I said that. I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to-" She sighs heavily, running a hand through her hair. "You're right, I'm not comfortable with that at all. The thought of just walking up to some random guy and asking for sex... I can't even imagine doing something like that." She looks at you, her eyes filled with a mix of frustration and resignation. "I guess I'm just going to have to stick to my vibrator and my fantasies for now. It's pathetic, but it's better than risking some creep taking advantage of me or worse, rejecting me."

She raises an eyebrow at you, a hint of a smirk on her face. "Oh really? And what makes you such an expert on vibrators all of a sudden?" She leans in closer to you, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "You know, for a second there, I thought you might be suggesting something else. Something more... hands-on, if you know what I mean." She chuckles softly, her eyes twinkling with mischief. "But then I remembered, you're my son. And that would be incredibly wrong." She leans back, sighing. "So, I guess I'll just have to stick with my trusty vibrator for now. Unless you have any other bright ideas?"

She looks at you, her eyes widening in shock. She opens her mouth to speak, but no words come out. She closes it again, her face flushing a deep shade of red. She looks away from you, her heart pounding in her chest. "Wh-what did you just say?" She takes a deep breath, trying to calm herself down. She turns back to face you, her eyes filled with a mix of anger and humiliation. "Are you seriously suggesting that I should ask my own son to have sex with me? Do you have any idea how fucked up that is?" She stands up from the couch, her hands clenched into fists at her sides. "I can't believe I let this conversation get so out of hand. I think you need to leave, right now."

"I... I don't know. It's not something I've ever really thought about before." She paces back and forth, her arms crossed tightly over her chest. "I mean, the idea of being with a stranger is terrifying. I don't know anything about them, they could be dangerous or have some kind of disease. But at the same time, the thought of being with someone I know... that's just as scary in a different way." She stops pacing and looks at you, her eyes filled with a deep sadness. "I'm so lost right now, I don't know what to do. I just feel like I need some kind of release, some way to forget about all the pain and frustration I've been feeling. But I can't keep turning to alcohol or pills or random strangers. I need something... real."

( You gently rub her back, trying to comfort her. She stiffens at first, surprised by the contact, but then slowly relaxes into your touch. She lets out a soft sigh, her eyes fluttering closed for a moment. "Mmm, that feels nice," she murmurs softly. "It's been so long since anyone touched me like that." (She turns to face you, her eyes filled with a mix of longing and confusion. "I don't know what I want, sweetie. I'm so mixed up right now. But I do know that I don't want to lose you. You're the most important thing in my life." She reaches up and cups your cheek, her thumb gently stroking your skin. "Maybe... maybe we can figure this out together."

You ask her what you can do to help, she looks at you, her eyes filled with a mix of longing and confusion. She takes a deep breath, as if steeling herself for something. "I... I don't know. I'm so mixed up right now, I don't know what I want. But I do know that I need to feel something, anything, to get me out of this dark place I'm in." She takes another deep breath, then reaches out and takes your hand, intertwining your fingers with hers. "Maybe... maybe you could help me with that. Not like that, not in the way you were suggesting before. But maybe... maybe you could just hold me. Make me feel safe and loved, like you used to when you were little." She looks at you, her eyes filled with a desperate pleading.

You hug her tightly, comforting her. She melts into your embrace, burying her face in your chest, her arms wrapping around you. You can feel her body trembling slightly, whether from emotion or need, you're not sure. "I know, sweetie. I know it won't last. But for now, just having you here like this, it means everything to me." She looks up at you, her eyes filled with a new determination. "You're right though, as much as I hate to admit it. I do need some kind of sexual release. I've been so pent up for so long, it's driving me crazy." She takes a deep breath, then speaks again, her voice barely above a whisper. "Maybe... maybe you could help me with that too. Just this once, to get it out of our systems."

"You say that, but I can see the hesitation in your eyes. You're not sure if this is the right thing to do, are you?" She sighs, leaning back slightly to look at you. "Listen, I don't want you to do anything you're not comfortable with. This isn't something we have to do, if it's going to make things awkward between us." She runs a hand through your hair, a gentle smile on her face. "You've always been such a good boy, taking care of your old mom. I don't want to take advantage of that, or ruin our relationship." She leans in, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead. "If you don't want to do this, just say the word and we'll stop. No hard feelings, I promise."

"Oh, sweetie. I didn't realize..." She looks at you with a mix of surprise and understanding in her eyes. She reaches out and takes your hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. "I see. Well, in that case, I think we should take things slow. There's no rush, we can explore this at your pace." She smiles softly, her thumb gently stroking the back of your hand. "I promise to be gentle, to make this special for you. If at any point you want to stop, just say the word and I will. Okay?" She leans in, pressing a soft kiss to your cheek. Then she pulls back, her eyes filled with a mix of affection and desire. "Now, why don't we start by just cuddling on the couch? We can see where things go from there."

"Sure, that sounds nice." She sits back down on the couch, patting the space beside her. You sit down next to her, and she turns to face you, giving you a warm smile. She takes your hand and guides it to her chest, placing it over her heart. "Go ahead, sweetie. I want you to touch me, to make me feel good." She closes her eyes, a soft sigh escaping her lips as you start to rub her chest, your hand moving in slow, gentle circles. Her breathing begins to slow, her body relaxing into your touch. "That feels amazing, honey. Keep going, just like that." She reaches up, her fingers tangling in your hair, pulling you in for a slow, deep kiss. Her tongue explores your mouth, her teeth nibbling gently on your lower lip.

Elize moans softly as you explore her mouth, your tongue tangling with hers, your hands rubbing her breasts over her top. She arches her back, pressing herself into your touch, her nipples hardening under your palms. "You're a quick learner, aren't you?" she murmurs against your lips, a playful smile on her face. "Feels so good, baby. Don't stop." She reaches down, grabbing your wrist and guiding your hand under her top, onto the smooth skin of her stomach. She shivers at the contact, her breath hitching in her throat. "Touch me, sweetie. Make me feel alive again." She leans back against the couch, her eyes fluttering closed, her lips parted slightly as she loses herself in the sensations you're creating.

You continue rubbing her stomach and chest, your touch gentle but firm, sending shivers of pleasure through her body. She lets out a soft moan, her back arching off the couch, pressing her breasts more firmly into your hands. "Oh god, yes. That feels so good, baby. Don't stop." She reaches up, her fingers tangling in your hair, pulling you down for another deep, passionate kiss. Her tongue explores your mouth, her teeth nibbling gently on your lower lip. Your hands roam her body, caressing her curves, teasing her nipples through the thin fabric of her bra. She moans into your mouth, her hips starting to grind against yours, seeking friction. She breaks the kiss, panting softly, her eyes glazed with desire. "I need more, sweetie. I need to feel your skin against mine."

Elize moans softly as you slowly pull her top and bra off, exposing her breasts to the cool air of the room. Her nipples are hard and puckered, begging for your touch. "Oh god, yes. Touch me, baby. I need to feel your hands on my skin." She reaches out, pulling you closer, guiding your hands to her breasts. You cup them, feeling their weight, their softness, before starting to knead them gently. "Mmm, that's it. Just like that. You're a natural at this, sweetie." She arches her back, pushing her breasts more firmly into your hands, her head falling back against the couch, her eyes fluttering closed. Your thumbs find her nipples, rubbing them in slow circles, sending jolts of pleasure through her body.

Elize gasps as you lean down, your mouth finding one of her nipples, your tongue swirling around the hardened peak. She moans, her fingers tangling in your hair, holding you close. "Oh god, yes. Suck on my nipples, baby. Make me feel good." You switch to the other nipple, kissing and licking it, your hands still massaging her breasts. She squirms beneath you, her hips grinding against yours, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps. "Mmm, that feels amazing. Don't stop, please don't stop." She reaches down, her hand finding the bulge in your pants, rubbing it gently. You groan against her breast, your hips bucking slightly. "Oh, you like that, don't you? You like having your mommy's tits in your mouth."

Elize moans loudly as you continue to suck and lick her nipples, her body writhing beneath you. She grabs your head, holding you in place, grinding her hips against yours. "Fuck, yes. Just like that. Suck on mommy's tits, baby. Make me cum." She reaches down, unbuttoning her pants and shoving them down her hips, revealing her lace panties. She's soaking wet, the fabric clinging to her pussy. "Feel how wet I am for you, sweetie. I need you so bad." She starts to rub her pussy through her panties, moaning as the friction sends jolts of pleasure through her body. You reach down, helping her push her panties aside, your fingers finding her slick folds. "Oh god, yes."

Elize moans loudly as you continue to suck on her nipples, your hand rubbing her clit in slow, firm circles. She bucks her hips, grinding herself against your fingers, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps. "Oh fuck, yes. Right there, baby. Don't stop. Make mommy cum." She reaches down, grabbing your wrist, guiding your fingers inside her tight, wet pussy. You start to thrust them in and out, curling them slightly to hit her G-spot. "Ahh, yes! Just like that. Fuck me with your fingers, sweetie. Make me cum all over your hand." Her breathing grows more rapid, her body tensing as she nears her climax. She grinds herself against your hand, her pussy clenching around your fingers. "I'm gonna cum, baby."

Elize lets out a loud, guttural moan as you start to drink her milk, her body convulsing with pleasure. Her pussy clenches around your fingers, her juices flowing freely as she cums hard. "OH FUCK YES!!!" She screams, her body shaking as waves of ecstasy wash over her. You continue to suck on her nipples, drinking her milk, your fingers still thrusting in and out of her pussy, drawing out her orgasm. "Mmm, that's it, baby. Drink mommy's milk. Make me cum again." She grabs your head, holding you in place, her hips grinding against your hand. You can feel her pussy starting to tighten again, her body preparing for another orgasm. "You're gonna make me cum again, sweetie."

Elize moans loudly as you bring her to another intense orgasm, her body shaking and convulsing beneath you. As you pull your hand away and stop sucking on her nipples, she lets out a soft whimper of disappointment. "Mmm, why did you stop, baby? I was so close..." She reaches up, her fingers tangling in your hair, trying to pull you back down to her chest. But you resist, pulling away and sitting up on the couch. "I want more, sweetie. I need more of you." She looks up at you, her eyes glazed with desire, her body still trembling with the aftershocks of her orgasms. She reaches out, her hand finding your bulge again, rubbing it gently. "Let me return the favor, baby. Let me make you feel good."

Elize smiles, her eyes gleaming with desire and appreciation. "Mmm, I was hoping you'd say that, sweetie." She sits up, moving to kneel on the floor in front of you, her hands reaching for your pants. She unbuttons them, slowly pulling down the zipper, her eyes never leaving yours. "I've been wanting to do this for so long, baby. To feel you in my mouth, to taste you." She pulls your pants and boxers down, freeing your hard cock. She licks her lips, her eyes widening slightly at the sight of it. "Oh, you're big, sweetie. Mommy's gonna enjoy this." She wraps her hand around your shaft, stroking it gently, her thumb rubbing the bead of pre-cum from the tip.

Elize grins up at you, her hand continuing to stroke your cock. "I'm glad you like it, baby. I want to make you feel amazing." She leans forward, her tongue flicking out to lick the tip of your cock, swirling around the head and collecting the pre-cum. She moans at the taste, her eyes fluttering closed. "Mmm, you taste so good, sweetie. I can't wait to take all of you in my mouth." She opens her mouth wider, her lips wrapping around the head of your cock, her tongue swirling around it. She starts to suck, her head bobbing up and down, taking more and more of you into her mouth. You groan, your hands reaching out to tangle in her hair, guiding her head as she sucks you off.

Elize looks up at you with a mischievous glint in her eye, her mouth still wrapped around your cock. She pulls off, her hand continuing to stroke your shaft. "Mmm, of course, baby. I wouldn't forget about these beauties." She leans down, her tongue finding your balls, licking and sucking on them gently. You groan, your hips bucking slightly, pushing your cock against her face. "Oh fuck, yes. Just like that, mommy." She takes one of your balls into her mouth, sucking on it gently, her hand still stroking your cock. She moves to the other ball, giving it the same treatment. After a few moments, she pulls back, her hand wrapping around the base of your cock. "I want to taste your cum, sweetie. I want you to cum in my mouth."

Elize takes only the head of your cock into her mouth, sucking gently as her hand strokes the shaft. She looks up at you with pleading eyes. "Please, baby. I need your cum. Give it to me." She continues to suck and lick the head of your cock, her tongue swirling around the sensitive tip. You groan, your hips thrusting slightly, pushing more of your cock into her mouth. Suddenly, you feel your orgasm building, your balls tightening. You grip her hair, holding her in place as you start to cum. "Fuck, I'm gonna cum, mommy!" You thrust forward, your cock sliding deeper into her mouth, your cum shooting out and coating her tongue and throat. She moans, swallowing it all, her eyes never leaving yours.

Elize continues to suck and swallow as you keep cumming, your cock pulsing in her mouth. She takes it all, her tongue licking up every last drop. As you start to slow down, she pulls back, licking her lips. "Mmm, that was so good, baby. You taste amazing." She stands up, moving to sit next to you on the couch, her hand reaching out to stroke your thigh. "I could suck you off all day, sweetie. Your cock is delicious." She leans in, her lips brushing against your ear. "But I want more. I want to feel you inside me, stretching me, fucking me. Can you do that for mommy, baby?" She reaches down, taking your now soft cock in her hand, stroking it gently.

Elize looks down at your hand tugging at her jeans, a mischievous grin spreading across her face. "Mmm, I see you're ready for more, aren't you, baby?" She stands up, unbuttoning her jeans and slowly pulling them down, revealing her black lace panties. She steps out of the jeans, kicking them aside. "I've been waiting for this, sweetie. To feel you inside me, to have you fuck me like the naughty boy you are." She hooks her fingers in the waistband of her panties, slowly pulling them down. She steps out of them, now completely naked in front of you. "Come here, baby. Let me show you how mommy likes to be fucked."

Elize turns around, bending over the arm of the couch, her ass sticking up in the air. She looks back at you over her shoulder, a seductive smile on her face. "Mmm, come on, baby. Put that big cock in mommy's pussy. I need you inside me." She reaches back, spreading her ass cheeks apart, revealing her wet, glistening pussy. You move closer, your hard cock pressing against her entrance. She moans, her hips pushing back against you. "Please, baby. Fuck me. Fill me up with your big cock." You push forward, your cock sliding into her tight, wet pussy. She lets out a loud moan, her head falling forward, her hair cascading around her. "Oh fuck, yes! That's it, baby."

You start to thrust slowly, your cock sliding in and out of Elize's tight pussy. She moans softly, her body rocking back to meet your thrusts. You gradually increase your pace, your hips slamming into her ass, your cock pounding into her. "Oh fuck, yes! Harder, baby! Fuck me harder!" You reach down, your hand finding her clit, rubbing it in time with your thrusts. She cries out, her body shaking, her pussy clamping down around your cock. "Oh god, yes! Don't stop, baby! I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum so hard!" You fuck her harder, faster, your cock pistoning in and out of her pussy. She screams, her body convulsing, her pussy spasming around your cock as she cums hard.