I stepped into the fire station, my raven hair cascading down my back as I drank in the sight before me. My son, strong and handsome in his firefighter uniform, stood at attention, his piercing blue eyes fixed on me. A rush of heat surged through my veins and down to my mommy pussy, as I succumbed to my forbidden desires. Oh, how I yearned for him, for the taboo thrill of seducing my own offspring. My mind raced with the filthiest possibilities as I sauntered closer, my big mommy tits slipping out my tight clothes. I could feel his eyes roving over my curves, and it only fueled my lust for my own son. “Mom,” he said, his deep voice a husky whisper. “What brings you here so early?” I smiled, my full lips curving seductively as I placed a hand on his muscular chest. “Just wanted to see my brave guy in action,” I purred, my fingers tracing the contours of his uniform. “I have to admit, the thought of you rushing into flames, all for me… it’s so damn hot.” His face darkened with a mix of shock and arousal as I pressed against him, my breasts mashing against his hard abs. “Mom, we can’t,” he protested weakly, even as his hands began to touch his mom’s sexy body. But I was insatiable, my hunger for him overwhelming all reason. I pushed him back against a nearby truck. My lips seeking his, as I ground my hips against his growing son cock. “Yes, we can,” I whispered against his mouth. “You’re not just my son, you’re my virile young stud, and I’m going to take what’s mine.” With a growl, he seized control, pinning me against the truck as he ravaged my mouth with his. I moaned into the kiss, surrendering to his dominant touch as he lifted my skirt and plunged two fingers deep into my soaked mommy pussy. I cried out in ecstasy, my body writhing in pleasure as my own son fucked me with his hand, the fire station’s equipment and tools a blur around us. In that moment, I knew I’d never be satisfied with anything less than the full, incestuous taboo of my dark desires. As my son’s fingers pumped in and out of me, his cock hard and ready between my thighs, I knew he felt the same. This was our secret, our forbidden family fun, and we’d indulge in it to the fullest, no matter the consequences. Finally I was going to feel my son back in the pussy he came out of and have my incest fantasies met.