Chapter 1188
"Mom, what's going on? Why are you yelling? It's just two grand," Ivan said, sounding pretty chill. "Come on, send me the money already."
"I... I'll send it right now," Willow stuttered, feeling Kevin's tip teasing her, making her body tingle and itch like crazy.
"Mom, what are you up to?" Ivan noticed her voice was all over the place and started to get suspicious. "Why do you sound so weird?"
Usually, Willow's voice was sweet and gentle when she talked to him, but today it had this seductive tone that was kinda hot. Thinking about her curvy, sexy body, Ivan felt a thirst, his cock getting hard. He figured he'd need to find Claire later to take care of it. Little did he know, Willow was naked, with Kevin's big cock pressing against her, already slipping inside her, filled with his cum.
"I'm fine," Willow said, squeezing her thighs and butt to stop Kevin from going deeper. She bit her lip, trying to handle the intense itch, and said in a shaky voice, "I'm just working out. Haven't done it in a while, so I'm a bit out of breath."
"Working out?" Ivan still felt something was off. Her voice sounded like she was having sex. A wild thought crossed his mind, 'Could Mom really be with a guy?'
But he quickly brushed it off. Devon was the County Treasurer, a big deal around here. No one would dare mess with him, and lots of women envied Willow for marrying such a powerful guy. Unless she was crazy, she wouldn't be with another man.
Still, Ivan sometimes thought Devon wasn't right for Willow. They didn't seem to click; it was more like a power and sex deal. He once spied on them having sex when he was a kid. He remembered Devon's heavy body on Willow's delicate frame, her legs up high, and her breasts bouncing. That scene was still clear in his mind.
"Ivan, I'll send the money soon. I gotta go now," Willow said, feeling Kevin's dick pushing deeper, the tip scraping her sensitive spots, sending waves of pleasure through her. She quickly hung up, tossed the phone aside, and got on all fours on the couch, raising her round, white butt high and spreading her legs like she was in heat. "Come on, put it in. I can't wait anymore."
Kevin grinned, pressing his hips against Willow's plump waist and butt, his hard dick sliding into her wet cleft, the tip parting her tender lips and thrusting into her cervix.
"So good," Willow moaned, her body going limp as Kevin's dick squeezed out her juices.
"Willow, you're so good to Ivan," Kevin said, his hands sliding under her arms to grab her heavy breasts, kneading them. "If I talked to my mom like that, I'd be dead."
"Ivan was born premature. The doctor said he almost didn't make it, so I've always taken special care of him. But I didn't expect him to become so spoiled. I regret it now," Willow explained between breaths. She knew she had indulged Ivan too much, but she had her reasons.
When she was pregnant with Ivan, her desire was off the charts, and she wanted to have sex with Devon. But as soon as Devon's dick entered her, it triggered contractions. Ivan was born at seven months, weighing less than a pound. He stayed in the ICU for over a month before coming home. Willow felt guilty and always wanted to make it up to Ivan, fulfilling his every need, which led to him being so arrogant.
"I get it," Kevin said, finally understanding. Motherly love was powerful, but misguided love could mess a kid up. Many people didn't get that. He thrust his dick in and out of Willow, leaning close to her neck, blowing on her earlobe, and said with a grin, "Willow, if Ivan wanted to have sex with you, would you agree?"
"You're just talking nonsense. Ivan is my son. How could he ask for something like that?" Willow's face flushed at Kevin's question, and her vagina tightened. But she remembered that Ivan had shown unusual intimacy towards her for a while, often touching her body, even using her underwear to masturbate and peeping at her changing clothes.
At the time, Willow thought Ivan was just curious about women. But when she accidentally found many mother-son incest stories on Ivan's computer, she realized he might have an Oedipus complex. However, she couldn't discuss it with Ivan, so she pretended not to know and was more careful when bathing and changing clothes, hoping it would pass after puberty. But if Ivan ever made such an excessive request, what would she do? Willow herself didn't know.
"Willow, just pretend I'm Ivan today and see how it feels," Kevin said excitedly. After all, which boy didn't have a bit of an Oedipus complex? The first woman they encounter was their mother, and the one they had the most opportunity to see naked was also their mother.
Although Bethany was strict with Kevin, she held a unique place in his heart. He sometimes had impure thoughts about her but never dared act on them, only secretly fantasizing with her underwear. After he started a relationship with Alissa, he had an outlet for his physical urges, and those thoughts faded. But today, Willow and Ivan's conversation reignited those feelings. He wanted to role-play a mother-son incest scenario with Willow. Leaning close to her ear, he mimicked Ivan's tone and whispered, "Mom, I'm going in, okay?"
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