Pervert for Life

Her thighs pressed together under her dress as the invisible shaft pushed deeper, stretching her in a slow, deliberate slide that made her inner walls clamp down hard around it.

She kept her face as still as she could.

I was sitting right there on the couch, with the glass of orange juice still in my hand, looking up at her with those same concerned eyes I had used since I was a child.

"I want you to understand that this world..." she started again, however this time her voice was noticeably a little tighter than before.

The invisible cock pulled back until only the head remained inside her, then drove forward in one smooth thrust that filled her up completely.

Evelyn’s breath caught in her throat.

A thin, wet sound almost escaped her before she swallowed it, forcing it down without any hesitation.

Her pussy had begun to leak in earnest now.

Her warm, slick love juices gathered at the entrance of her pussy and ran down the inner curve of one of her thighs, soaking into the fabric of her panties.

The 3D model floating in my vision showed every detail completely without hiding anything.

The way her shaved lips parted around the thick invisible length that was perfectly how my cock looked like.

The way her clit had started to swell and the faint tremor in her belly as her body tried to decide whether to fight the intrusion or welcome it.

I watched the holographic display with quiet hunger while my real face stayed worried and innocent.

"Mom?" I said again, tilting my head. "You look a little pale. Are you sure you’re alright?"

Evelyn forced a small smile as she quickly replied.

"I’m fine, baby. Just... thinking."

She recalled the last time her son had seen her in such a state and she was filled with shame.

’Why did this have to happen now of all times?’

Although she was regretful, the shame brought a wave of forbidden thrill coursing through her body.

The invisible cock began to move in a steady rhythm.

I ensured it was not fast or rough.

Instead it continued its deep, rolling strokes that dragged along her front wall with every withdrawal and seemed to kiss the tip of her womb every time it pushed inwards.

Her knees wanted to buckle, however Evelyn quickly locked them and kept standing beside the couch like a proper mother lecturing her son after his first kill.

Inside she was already dripping and she could feel herself losing grip of her emotions.

’Not now, evelyn’ she screamed at herself. ’Not in front of him. Not after what just happened.’

But her body did not listen.

Each thrust wrung another pulse of wetness from her.

The slick sound of her own pussy being used filled her ears even though I could not hear it.

She could feel it though. She could feel how filthy it was to stand here, with her love juices running down her leg, while her son sat two feet away drinking the orange juice she had just given him.

My eyes flicked once more to the 3D model.

Her pussy was no longer dry.

A clear string of arousal now connected her stretched, puffy pussy lips to the base of the invisible shaft every time it pulled back.

Her inner walls fluttered and squeezed around the invisible cock, as though she was lewdly trying to milk it.

I took another slow sip of orange juice and let my gaze travel up the holographic body.

My mother’s full breasts were rising and falling a little too quickly under her blouse.

Her nipples were already stiff while her stomach tightened with every deep stroke of the invisible cock.

It was amusing seeing her pretty, matured face still trying to look motherly while her cunt was being quietly ruined by me.

"You were saying something about the world," I said softly bringing my mother’s attention away from the shame she was experiencing.

Evelyn swallowed.

"Yes. The world... after the veil tore... strength is everything. You did the right thing. Those men would have killed you."

Her gaze sharpened and widened a fraction while she spoke as she felt the invisible cock thicken inside her already wet and full pussy.

The cock stretched her wider than before, forcing her walls to open around a girth that made her toes curl inside her shoes.

A low, broken moan almost escaped her throat, however Evelyn quickly turned it into a cough and pressed her thighs tighter together trying to muffle the sound which her pussy was making.

The motion only made the next thrust feel even more obscene.

Warm fluid leaked past the thick shaft and soaked through her panties completely.

A small dark spot began to form on the front of her dress where the fabric clung to her mound.

I saw it on the 3D model first.

Then I let my real eyes drop, just for a second, to the growing wet patch on my mother’s dress.

I looked back up at her face as if I had noticed nothing.

"You should sit down, Mom," I said. "You’ve been standing since we got home."

Evelyn hesitated immediately, hearing my words.

Sitting would press the invisible cock even deeper into her pussy, and she didn’t know how she would stop herself from shivering due to pleasure.

Standing was already becoming impossible since her legs were starting to shake.

However she still made a decision...

"I... I’m fine standing." Evelyn replied with a forced smile despite her shaky voice.

The shaft inside her began to grind in short, circling motions, rubbing the swollen spot on her front wall without mercy.

Her fingers tightened on the back of the couch.

Her hips wanted to rock forward to meet the next thrust, but she held them still by sheer will.

I set the empty glass on the table after I was done taking the juice.

I reached out and took her free hand the way a worried son would.

"Your hand is trembling, mom" I said quietly.

It was.

Her whole body was trembling even though she hadn’t noticed it.

The invisible cock pulled almost all the way out of her pussy, leaving her lewd hole empty and clenching around nothing for one cruel second, then slammed back in to the hilt.

Evelyn’s vision flickered almost immediately as a rush of heat exploded in her belly.

Her pussy clenched so hard around the thick length that her knees finally gave a little.

She caught herself on the couch.

I stood up at once, still holding her hand, and guided her down onto the cushions beside me.

The moment her ass touched the sofa the invisible cock drove even deeper, angling upward, and she had to bite the inside of her cheek to keep herself from moaning.

She was sitting next to me now and our thighs were almost touching.

The wet patch on her dress was clearly visible if I looked down.

However I did not look down.

I kept my eyes on her face, my voice gentle.

"Breathe, Mom. It’s okay. I’m right here."

I said and immediately tried to breathe.

Every inhale made her soft breasts rise.

While every exhale made her inner walls squeeze the invisible shaft that was still slowly pumping inside her.

Slick sounds she prayed I could not hear filled the small space between our bodies.

Her panties were ruined, her thighs were slick with her own love juices.

The scent of her arousal was starting to rise between us, faint but unmistakable.

I glanced at the 3d model still hovering in my line of sight briefly, to see the state my mother was in now.

Evelyn’s pussy lips stretched wide and shiny with her love juices. Her clit throbbing.

A thin trickle of cream could be seen leaking out around the base of the cock with every slow withdrawal, her womb dipping slightly as if it wanted to be filled.

I rested my hand on her knee, the same way I used to when I was little and needed comfort.

The contact made her cunt flutter again.

"Lucas..." she whispered.

"Yes, Mom?"

Evelyn could not finish the sentence.

The invisible cock suddenly began to throb inside her, swelling thicker, the head pressing firmly against her cervix as if it intended to stay there.

A second, thinner presence brushed against her clit at the same time, circling it with wet, teasing strokes causing Evelyn’s mind to grow blank.

Whatever she wanted to say had vanished completely from her mouth.

Her back arched a fraction off the couch before she could stop it and her fingers dug into the couch cushion.

At the same time her skirt lewdly parted slightly causing her wetness to be completely visible.

I watched the holographic model as my mother’s body betrayed her completely.

I leaned a little closer, my voice still soft and worried, and asked the question that made her heart stop.

"Mom... why are you so wet?"

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