Get more and more overt and tease her into making the first move

From Create Your Own Story

From here on out, you know what to do.

Every day, you make sure you grab her ass when you hug and put your face in her tits as frequently as you can manage. When you both lay on the couch, you make sure your big, throbbing erection is planted firmly in the crease of her legs. Every moment you spend near her involves you feeling her up, and after the first day of it the stiffening of her nipples and change in demeanor means she knows it’s happening, and she likes it.

When you talk (still while eating the father out of house and home), you casually talk about the girls you’ve fucked in just a bit too much detail, and you make sure she catches you masturbating in your room several times a day. She never actually catches you though; she just stands in the hallway outside your room and tries not to be seen watching you. She always fails.

And at night you can hear the fruits of all this slow, powerful tempting. At night she goes into the shower and touches herself desperately. You tweak her hormones so that she is always horny but can never hit climax, and at times you can even see her walking funny because of how terribly desperate for release she is. After a while she even returns your subtle gropes and squeezes, and by this point your hugs are one piece of fabric away from genuine fucking.

She’s a pressure cooker waiting to explode with lust, and eventually, explode she does. She wakes up one morning, nipples as hard as ever through the now sad excuse for a top, and you look at her with your usual erection. She walks over to the couch and straddles you completely casually, as though nothing is weird about it. “Brandon,” she says, seating your swollen dick under the crease in her crotch, “I want you to know you’re the most amazing son a woman could ever have.” She then leans forward and hugs you, which effectively suffocates you under her massive funbags. You try to mumble out from under her tits but there’s not enough room.

She pulls back, sliding her moist crotch along your dick again, and you look up at her. She’s already biting her lip, trying to decide if this is how low she’s come, that she would fuck her own son just for that precious release.

• Let her grind on you under the guise of another hug
• You’ve waited long enough, kiss her aggressively
• That’s too slow; rip her top off

You are possessing:
12th Grade Boy