A Pervert's Dream Land.

Kael cringed, watching her work. Why does she have to try use her own mind huh? he thought. He decided to confront her. "Mom, why are you using your hands for all of it?"

"Because it’s way easier this way, Kael," she answered with a sly, knowing grin.

Kael couldn’t argue with that logic, so he switched tactics. "Fine, Mom, keep using your hands if you want, but you have to use your mouth on the head. That’s the most important part."

Amber didn’t say a word. She just took the head of his cock into her mouth, swirling her tongue over the sensitive tip while her hands kept pumping the rest of his shaft.

It wasn’t the best blowjob he’d ever had, but given how clueless most women in this world were, the fact that he was getting serviced at all felt like a win.

Kael gripped the back of her head, guiding her rhythm. After about five minutes, Amber realized he had no intention of stopping, so she decided to take control.

"Kael, it’s plenty wet now," she muffled, pulling back slightly. "Push it in."

Kael wasn’t really done, but he didn’t have much of a choice. "Alright, Mom. Here it comes. Open up wide."

Amber did exactly what he asked, parting her lips. Kael didn’t hesitate, driving his cock straight into her mouth and feeling it hit the back of her throat.

Kael tried to pull back and thrust three or four more times, but the result was the same—he was stopped dead by her throat. Amber pulled back, gasping for air. "Mom can’t take it any further, Kael. You’re just going to have to enjoy it at this depth."

"No, Mama, I have an idea," Kael countered. "It worked for Aunt, so it should work for you, too."

Amber’s eyes narrowed. Don’t tell me he’s been doing this with Suna, too? she thought, a surge of jealousy and frustration rising in her chest.

Oh, Suna, how much have you been spoiling this boy? We are definitely going to have a talk about this.

She felt a sharp spike of anger toward her sister for indulging every one of Kael’s depraved whims.

But as quickly as the anger came, it faded, replaced by a sobering realization. She looked at how she was currently on her knees, actively servicing her own son.

How could she blame Suna for being weak when she hadn’t been a indulging mother to Kael from the start?

She had allowed him to cross every boundary, and now, she was just as complicit as anyone else.

"What exactly did you do with her?" Amber asked, putting on a show of being nonchalant and uninterested, though her grip on his shaft betrayed her tension.

"I just spat a load of my spit into Aunt’s throat to make it slick, then we pushed," Kael said with a cheeky, idiotic grin.

Watching that smirk, Amber knew he was holding back. "And then what?" she prodded.

Kael’s grin widened. "Aunt Suna took my entire thing down her throat. She swallowed every inch of it."

Amber froze. She looked down, gripping his cock with one hand to confirm the heavy length and thickness of it, then looked back up at him.

"Right. Sure, Kael," she let out a sharp, dismissive laugh. "And I’m the queen of the land."

She didn’t believe a word of it. In her mind, Kael was clearly just trying to pit her against Suna by spinning a tall tale.

It was just impossible, she thought—there was no way any woman’s throat could stretch enough to accommodate his full length.

She chuckled to herself, confident that Suna not able to take him down her throat regardless of what her brat of a son claimed.

Amber was the living proof that his story was a lie—she still vividly remembered the agonizing, futile effort she had just put into trying to draw him in, failing to even get close to swallowing his full length.

"Hey, Mom, you don’t believe me?" Kael asked, reading the skepticism on her face.

"Okay, kiddo, I ’believe’ you," she said, her voice dropping to a firmer, more matronly tone. "Now, we can get back to it. I have limited time, so you can either waste it talking, or you can get to some actual work."

Amber decided she needed to pull back on the reins; if she kept doting on him like this, her son would be completely out of control.

Kael feigned disappointment, sighing heavily before nodding.

"Open up, then."

As soon as her lips parted, he didn’t wait—he leaned in and spat a thick glob of saliva directly into her mouth.

Amber flinched, genuinely taken aback by the crude gesture, but she forced herself to swallow it and endure the sensation.

Kael decided to drop the polite act entirely. He grabbed a handful of her hair, not to guide her, but to anchor her.

Instead of pushing into her, he forced her head down, violently bobbing her onto his shaft.

He was treating her mouth like nothing more than a personal cock-sleeve, and once that idea took root in his mind, he couldn’t stop.

He was relentless, grinding into her with a rough, heavy pace. He could see the tears welling up in her eyes from the sheer intensity, but since she didn’t try to stop him, he pressed on without a shred of mercy.

Unbeknownst to anyone else in the shed, Amber was leaking a heavy, slick stream from her cunt, her body betraying her with a deep, primal response to the abuse she was taking from her own son.

Throughout the act, a part of her mind screamed to make him stop; she was gagging, struggling for air, and overwhelmed by the brute force of his rhythm.

Yet, every time she tried to pull away, a perverse, buried instinct protested the idea, keeping her paralyzed.

She was trapped in a internal tug-of-war, unable to make a choice, and in that moment of hesitation, she felt it: a massive, scorching surge of Kael’s thick, warm seed gushing down her throat and straight into her stomach.

Kael stood over her, completely in control, the void in his balls finally filled.

He looked down at Amber and saw her eyes had rolled back into her head, her entire frame shuddering as her muscles spasmed in rapid, violent contractions.

When he finally loosened his grip on her hair, she didn’t even try to stand; she simply collapsed, slumping onto the dirt floor of the shed.

Watching his mother’s body twitch in the aftermath, Kael felt a bizarre, dark sense of satisfaction ripple through him.

He loved the sight of her completely undone. Amber had passed out, utterly overwhelmed by the sheer, crushing intensity of the orgasm her son had forced upon her.

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