152 Forever in a Day 1 (1/2)

I have no intention of impregnating my mother.

In fact, I have no intention of bedding her, at least not like this, right here in the middle of nowhere.

Like I have said before, any plan dies the moment it is put into action, regardless of how meticulously it has been planned.

As such, I must always be flexible and think of a contingency.

It is also the reason why I have so many plans for each and every scenario.

Of course, it is impossible to plan for everything even with my power over time, especially when critical information is missing.

I didn't expect to run into Zeus and his little gangs of godlike individuals. And I didn't expect to convince him and Zephyr to join the dark side. It is not as dark as their side, in my humble opinion.

Nevertheless, I welcome the unexpected, just like I welcome the intimacy with my mother, Stephanie, here with just the two of us.

Everyone in the world is gone, being locked way in individual stasis cell within my spatial dimension.

Most people would argue that it is morally wrong to make love to a woman who will one day give birth to me. But I am not like most people, and the word morality is derived from mortality.

I am so far away from mortality that it is not funny.

Furthermore, it is devasting to feel rejected, especially when she let her heart out like this. It is a good lesson to be learned for those who is trying to find someone special. I wish them all the best.

While I admit that it is due to my machinations that my mother has such a strong feeling for me, what she feels is still genuine. Besides, what I did isn't that much different than going on a date and learning all there is to know about her.Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click for visiting.

As a matter of fact, I have done all those things before adding onto the dreams.

I obviously didn't add the part about Adria since I have no intention of giving her a child. I have no plan of giving Antigone a sister. Even if I do, it wouldn't be from my mother.

That child would be both my sister as well as my daughter.

”Stephanie.”

I whisper softly once my lips part from hers. The surrounding around us changes while our eyes remain connected. She looks so beautiful under met, lying against a soft white bed.

My mother pays no attention to the change in surroundings. Her attention is entirely focus on me. Her hands run along my shoulder to my chest and my abdomen. She is reluctant to go further, as she has never been with a man before.

The sperm-donor has one job, and he fails it miserably. He is now locked up in the stasis cell alongside with his girlfriend and the rest of the world.

”Take me, Max. Make me yours.”

My mother repeats. Her voice is as confidence as it was before. I didn't need to read her mind to know that she truly wants it.

I want it too even without intending to in the first place.

If I have intended to sleep with my mother in the first place, I would have done so when we both were still together in the bunker, even with my grandfather there.

It isn't difficult to distract my grandfather while I bang my mother.

That sounds somewhat wrong, but it didn't feel wrong.

At least, not in this moment.

With a smile on my face, I recapture my mother's lovely lips, spreading them with my lips and allowing my tongue to slime its way into her mouth while my hands run along her body from her ample chest to her slender waist to her birthing hips.

A lustful moan escapes her throat as my hands slither around to her ass on both side and give both of her bubbly buttocks repeated squeezes.

The tight jean my mother is wearing did very little to stop me and my assault.

Her body reacts by arching upwards slightly, pressing her maidenhood against my raging hardon, as it strains angrily against my pants. It wants to be free, obviously.

And as my lips smoothly slip away from her mouth to trail small kisses along her cheek, chin and neck, my hips buckle, effectively rubbing my erection against her gender.

It is not really dry humping since she is not dry.

My mother is wet and quickly becomes soaking wet.

Virgin or not, her body reacts naturally to the deep emotion that she is feeling for me. I am also doing the same, far more gentler than I thought possible.

Perhaps it is because she is my mother and I don't want to hurt her in anyway. Our union is very much different from all the fucking I have done with other women in my life.

”Oh, Max. Oh.”

My mother gasps as one of my hands leaves its place around her ass and cup her chest, squeezing the enticing softness beyond the fabric.

I knead one of her breasts along with her blouse and bra for just a little longer before pressing against the bed and lifting myself up from her body.

I stand on my knees as I capture my mother's heaving form. Despite not having done anything yet, her body is boiling hot. Beads of sweat could be seen along her shapely neck and collarbones.

And as my mother looks up at me, I remove my shirt over my head.

The shirt is thrown to the side without looking, and I did wonder to myself to why I didn't just vaporize my clothing instead of stripping.

Oh well. It isn't like it isn't arousing to remove each article of clothing.

It is like foreplay.

I then unclip my belt to unbind it around my waist rather slowly. It is a sort of invitation for her to help me undress.

And my mother understands it clearly. She arches up from the bed and hooks her fingers into my pants and underwear from the top.

Once the belt is pull away, she pulls them both down together and over my erection.

My cock is finally free, bobbing mightily in front of my mother, causing her to stare in mild shock.

Obviously, my mother has seen cocks before back in high school or college. But she has never seen my cock. It isn't because my cock is stupidly huge or anything like that.

It is because it is very special, as it belongs to someone she truly loves.

And she would come to love it all the same.

Her hand touches my cock and slowly wraps around the girth. I know that she hasn't really handled a cock before, and she certainty never sucks on one.

I will be her first, and that just really special.

”Kiss it and take it in your mouth, Stephanie.”

I tell her as my hand strokes her hair, twirling around the strands. I didn't need to force her into sucking me as it is her wish. She wants me to feel good.

Without further hesitation, my mother kisses the engorged tip of my cock and then parts her beautiful plump lips to take in the mushroom head into her hot and wet mouth.

My cock jerks excitedly as the warmness washes all over it.