Smoothie Mix-Up

All Characters are above the age of 18 featured in this story.

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I hadn't had sex with my husband in over a month. I was lost with confusion to why he was being so distant from me. I was 42 and worked out daily. I was fit with a curvy body. I had no idea what was wrong. I loved him but my physical desires were not being met. I had no intentions of cheating on him. I would never do such a thing. That is not who I am or what I stand for. He was still the man that I fell in love with.

It wasn't until one Saturday morning that I decided to take a bit of a risk. I woke up early and made my husband a smoothie, but... I laced it with two extra strength Viagra pills. I couldn't take the thought of not feeling appreciated anymore. This was my only chance to feel intimacy once again.

I had left the smoothie directly on the counter for when he would wake up. I decided to take a shower and get ready for him in the meantime. Once finished with my shower, I noticed that my gorgeous husband was no longer in bed. In the meantime, I slipped on a very sexy red laced lingerie suit that was barely covering my curvy body. I had no idea that it was crotchless until I had put it on. After wrapping my body with a silk purple robe, I decided to head downstairs to surprise him.

I see the empty smoothie glass on the counter, but my husband was nowhere to be found. I wondered where he could have gone. I did, however, see my son, Kevin, sitting on the couch in the living room.

As I approached him, I asked "Hey sweetie, where's your dad?"

"He said he had to go to work." My son replies.

This seemed very odd. Why would he work on a Saturday? Is he cheating? My mind started spiraling with unanswered questions.

"The smoothie was great by the way."

My eyes went wide. I could not believe the words that had just come out of my own son's mouth.

"WAIT WHAT?" I screamed out with a sign of horror.

"The smoothie on the counter you made for me. It was quite good." He says while turning to smile at me.

My heart raced anxiously. I had just drugged my own son, and it was with extra strength Viagra pills.

I quickly walk over and sit next to him.

"Honey are you feeling alright?" I asked nervously.

"Yeah, why? Why wouldn't I?" he replies giving me a strange look.

My mind was going crazy. What should have I done? Should have I told him that I gave him Viagra? Should I have just left him be?

"Well... it's because the smoothie was for your father." I say after a long pause.

"Oh... was there like alcohol or something in it that would make me not feel good?" He asked getting even more confused.

"Umm... No... there wasn't any alcohol in it." I was so nervous. I couldn't tell him the truth.

"Then what was in it! Tell me!" he says growing angry as I began to get a bit frightened.

My body refused to tell him and in the matter of a few minutes a tent began to form in his lose gym shorts.

"Oh shit..." he says as he grabs the couch aggressively, while digging his nails into it. "I need to use the bathroom." He says with his body adjusting to the drugs now pumping throughout his veins.

I stood there shaking anxiously and just as he turns to head to the bathroom, he catches a glimpse of my cleavage and does nothing but stare.

I naturally grab my robe and pull it to the side covering it the best I could, but at cost, my smooth curvy thigh covered with lace was exposed. His eyes easily glued it as my heart began to race.

"Mom? Was is that? What are wearing?" he asked curiously as I could see his chest beating out of him as well.

I was all prepared to have possibly the best sex of my life and instead, I was standing in front of my own son in the sluttiest outfit imaginable, while he was raging hard from Viagra that I had accidentally given him.

"Honey, I gave you..." my body stops me from admitting what I was just about to say.

"GAVE ME WHAT?" He screams at me for the very first time as my body tensed.

He then got up from the couch and slowly approached me as I stood there scared and defenseless. I had no idea what he was going to do and if he was going to do anything to me.

Within seconds, he grabbed my robe and pulled it off of me. I was left there standing humiliated with my red lace lingerie. I stared at him in disbelief as I followed his eyes to be staring right at my exposed shaved pussy. With all my nerves, I had forgotten that the lingerie was crotchless.

"HONEY!" I scream as I quickly cover my snatch with my hand.

He lustfully checked out my body as his eyes trailed up and down. In the matter of seconds, he places both his hands on my barely covered DD breasts.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING!" I screamed.

"I can't control myself." He responds to me as the drugs were taking over his body.

"Honey you have to stop." I beg him but his grip around my perky breasts was just too tight. He had grabbed the lace and pulled it just enough for my tits to poke out, revealing my now rock-hard nipples, as I could feel them come exposed from the cool crisp air.

"Honey please..." and for the first time I had let out a moan...a moan from my own son's grip.

His grip tightened and all of a sudden, I was pulled forward as my body was thrown onto the couch.

"OW!" I scream landing on my hands as I rested against the bottom cushion of my couch.

Before I could turn to look, I felt two warms hands press against my ass cheeks as I was pushed firmly forward. My hands gave out as my face and tits rubbed against the seat cushions.

"What are you doing?" I asked alarmed as my own son climbed on top of me, mounting himself on my thighs.

"Kevin?" I asked as I felt the tingling fluctuate throughout my body before feeling a finger press against my exposed slit.

I trembled with horrific thoughts. It was my fault for wearing this outfit. It was my fault for giving him Viagra. There was no way I could escape this mess that I put myself in.

I felt my thighs and vaginal muscles tense from his touch. I was so nervous that I felt my heart on the verge of exploding.

"Honey you don't have to do this..." I plea but the inevitable would soon be my realization. I would soon feel something that I have not felt in a very long time.

He buried his face in between my ass cheeks. I gripped the couch as tight as I could, but he was relentless. He licked every inch of my snatch. It wasn't until he found my clit that I felt my body quiver.

"Oh fuck..." I had sworn. I had sworn in front of my son with his tongue and lips pressing against my sensitive clit.

I could feel him begin to moan. It felt like my vibrator being pushed up against me. My body shook, which just caused my plump ass to shake even more around his face. I knew I was suffocating him, but it didn't stop him from going faster. I felt humiliated and helpless. I prayed I wouldn't cum on my son's face.

"Please stop..." I managed to say as my eyes were rolling back in my head.

After a few more licks, I felt him pull away. I was met with a sense of great relief as my blood pressure was beginning to decrease.

As I was catching my breath, I slowly began to get up before I see my son's shirt fly across the room. It would be seconds later that I see his shorts and boxers get tossed as well.

My eyes went wide with terror. I began to panic to what would happen next. Just as I felt any sensation of relief, it immediately began to slip away as I would soon feel something hard press against the tight lips of my pussy. It couldn't have been a finger. It was too big.

"Kevin? What are you doing?" I asked as my whole body was pulsating with fear. I felt my heartbeat quicken as I was overcome with anxiety. I began to lose feeling in my hands.

"Just let me do this." My son says in a nasty firm voice before I feel him pierce open my vaginal lips with his surprisingly thick circumcised head.

"Ow!' I scream in pain as I was just not ready to take him. The nerves in my body made me tighten up like never before as my vaginal walls clenched tightly together out of resistance towards his cock's penetration.

He then grabbed my ass cheeks tightly before roughly penetrating against my nerves. I could feel him go halfway inside me. I could feel myself being split open from his size. It must have been larger than his father's, but its been so long since I've had sex that I could hardly tell.

"You're so tight..." I could hear his words screech out as he walking talking about his own mother's pussy. I worried how long he would last for his age, but at the same time, I wanted this to be over as quickly as possible.

His grip tightens around my ass cheeks even more as I could feel the lingerie begin to tear. With one huge thrust, I felt the tip of his cock press against my cervix as my stimulated clit gets slapped by his balls.

"OHHH SHIT..." I yelp as my own son was balls deep inside of me. I could feel every inch of his cock being thrusted against the lining of my pussy. It must have been seven inches, but there was no way I could fully know.

"Oh my god... this is a lot tighter then I thought it would be..."

I hear my son's voice fade. Was he about to cum? It had only been a minute or two. I began to panic before quickly coming to the realization that he was not wearing a condom.

"Honey... do not cum inside of me." I quickly say as I felt his cock become burning hot inside of me quite fast. My nerves didn't help the situation as I could feel my body now sucking him in.

"Mom please... please just be quiet. I... I'm not close."

I could tell he was lying as he stumbled with his words.

"Well...when you get close... pull out." I say firmly as I feel my ass get thrusted against aggressively, as my body is thrown forward back into the couch.

"Oh fuck..." I whisper under my breath as I feel on edge. I needed to hold out. I didn't want to cum on my own son's cock, but his pace began to increase and all I could hear was clapping noises of my ass getting fucked throughout the room.

I bit my lip as my body tensed against his dominance. All of a sudden, my vaginal muscles tightened and my whole body released tension. I could feel my pussy spasm around his cock as I squirted. I came on my own son's cock as I screamed out while closing my eyes as shut as possible. The neighbors could probably hear my screams.

My son continued to thrust inside of me through my orgasm as my pussy throbbed and came against his cock. His moans were much louder then before. I knew he could feel me cumming. My whole body shook violently as I laid there defenseless while my juices were shot against his thighs.

I started to slowly open my eyes again before realizing that I was no longer being thrusted in.

"Ummm Kevin? Is everything ok?" I could still feel his cock inside of me, but I wondered why he all of a sudden decided to stop. I began to question myself. Did my orgasm scare him off? Did I do something wrong? Is my boy ok?

After a moment I hear him respond, "Ugh..." He pauses seeming as if he was panicking. "Yeah... I just... I just slowed down cause you ummm... you were cumming."

I knew something wasn't right by the way he spoke. But what was it? What had happened?

"Kevin, STOP IT! Just pull out of me. You're hurting me! It's too much." I beg him as he stayed in place.

"No... I'm still hard. I have to finish." He says dominantly as he begins to thrust slowly once again... but this time was different.

His pace was weak, and something didn't feel right. All of a sudden, I feel something thick drip out of me as he continued to pump in and out. I couldn't help but ask.

"Honey did... did you cum inside of me?" I was getting choked up by my own words that had escaped my mouth. I trembled at the horrific thought of my own son inseminating me.

"NO!" he quickly says as his pace quickens once more as he aggressively took me. "Just let me finish. I'll cum in your mouth."

I was shocked by his words. Cum in my mouth? How could he even propose such a thing.

"Kevin. No. Just cum on the couch. Please." I beg him. I knew he had to be close if what he was saying was true.

"Fuck I'm so close..." he moans out as his waist buckles against my ass. I could feel his sweat run down his body. He was using every muscle in his body to drain himself.

"Please... Please not inside of me." I plea once more and just as I say that, I feel him slide out of me.

He gets off of me thighs as I was finally let free.

Just before I could get up, I feel my blonde long hair be snatched and pulled towards his beating hot body. He pressed his raging cock against my lips.

"Open!" he demanded as he stroked it in front of me.

I shook my head as he pulled my hair tighter. The pain was too much as I could feel the strains of my hair on the verge of being pulled out of my scalp.

"Do it or I'll put it back inside of you."

I was degraded and already humiliated. I had no choice but to succumb to my own son's desires. I open my mouth as he inserted it inside. I could feel his mushroom head hit the back of my throat. It was too long as I began to gag.

It was only about 30 seconds until I felt his cock begin to throb in my mouth.

"AHHHHH! AHHHHH I'M CUMMMIINNG!" my son screams thrusting in my mouth before he stops as I feel salty cum dribble out onto my tongue.

He drains himself inside of me as he slowly pulls out his now semi hard cock just to wipe the rest on my face.

I quickly spit out the cum onto the carpet of the living room, coughing as I was just trying to catch my breath.

"I'm sorry." He says before walking off to his room.

I laid there breathless, taking in the realization of what had just occurred. I had sex with my son. I came on his dick. He had cum in my mouth. My mind trembled with all these thoughts, but one thing still didn't make sense. Why was he acting so bizarre after I came?

After spitting out the last drop of cum, I sat up on the couch taking all of this in. I then realized something strange. Why was his load so small? I only felt a little dribble out in my mouth. Did he cum before we had sex? It didn't make sense. None of this made sense.

I then headed to my bathroom to wash up. As I sat on the toilet and spread my legs, I hear a drop in the toilet. My eyes went wide. I looked down petrified. My son had cum inside of me.