Marcus had just turned nineteen when it happened. Home from his first year of college for the summer, he walked into the kitchen one humid July night and found his mother, Denise, bent over the sink rinsing dishes. She was forty-two, thick in all the right places, dark brown skin glowing under the overhead light, wearing nothing but a thin white tank top and panties that hugged her wide ass.
She turned and caught him staring. Boy, you better quit looking at me like that, she said, but her voice had that low, husky edge she only used when she was turned on.
Marcus didnt back down. You keep walking around like that and Im gonna do more than look.
Denise set the plate down. Water dripped from her hands onto the floor. She stepped closer, and the smell of her lotion and the faint musk of her body hit him hard. You think you can handle this pussy, Marcus? Your own mamas pussy?
He grabbed her hips and pulled her against him. His cock was already stiff in his shorts. I been thinking about it since I got home. You been teasing me on purpose.
She reached down and squeezed his dick through the fabric. Damn, you grown. Thick like your daddy used to be. She dropped to her knees right there on the kitchen floor, yanked his shorts down, and took him in her mouth without another word. Her lips stretched around the head, tongue working the underside as she sucked him deep, spit running down her chin. Marcus groaned and held the back of her head, fucking her throat slow and steady while she moaned around him.
Denise pulled off, strings of saliva connecting her lips to his cock. Take me to my bed. Now.
He followed her upstairs, watching her ass sway. In her room she stripped the tank top off, heavy tits spilling free, nipples dark and hard. She peeled the panties down and climbed onto the bed on all fours, ass up, pussy already glistening. Come fuck your mama, Marcus. Put that dick in me.
He climbed behind her and rubbed the head of his cock up and down her slit, coating himself in her wetness before pushing inside. She was tight and hot, gripping him as he sank in to the balls. Denise let out a long, filthy moan. Oh shit, baby. Thats it. Stretch mamas pussy.
Marcus started thrusting, hard and deep, the sound of skin slapping filling the room. He gripped her hips, watching her ass ripple with every stroke. Denise reached back and spread her cheeks wider for him. Deeper. Fuck me like you mean it.
He pounded harder, sweat dripping off his chest onto her back. Every time he bottomed out she gasped and pushed back against him. You like this black dick, mama? You like your son balls-deep in you?
Fuck yes, she panted. Been wanting it. Been wet thinking about it. Dont stop.
He pulled out and flipped her onto her back, pushing her thick thighs wide. Her pussy was swollen and shiny. He drove back in, watching her face as he fucked her. Her tits bounced with every thrust. She grabbed them, pinching her own nipples while she stared up at him. Look at me while you fuck me, Marcus. Look at your mama taking every inch.
He leaned down and sucked one nipple into his mouth, biting just hard enough to make her cry out. His hips never slowed. The bed creaked under them. Denise wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him deeper. Im gonna cum on this dick. Dont you dare pull out.
Her pussy clenched hard around him, pulsing as she came, juices coating his shaft and balls. Marcus kept fucking her through it, grunting, chasing his own release. When he was close he buried himself to the hilt and shot thick ropes inside her, filling her up while she moaned and milked him with her walls.
They stayed locked together, breathing heavy. Denise stroked his back, voice soft but still dirty. You aint done, are you? Mama wants that dick again before the nights over.
Marcus pulled out slowly, watching his cum leak from her. He rolled onto his back and she climbed on top, sinking down on him again, riding him with slow, grinding rolls of her hips. Her hands braced on his chest, dark skin shining with sweat. Thats right, baby. Let mama work this cock. We got all night.
She rode him until he was hard and throbbing again, then leaned forward so her tits hung over his mouth. He sucked them while she bounced faster, the wet sounds of her pussy taking him filling the room once more.
When she came the second time she slammed down hard, grinding her clit against him, and he followed right after, pumping another load deep inside her.
They collapsed in a sweaty tangle. Denise kissed his neck, voice low and satisfied. This is our secret, you hear? But we aint stopping. Not now.
Marcus pulled her closer, already feeling himself twitch inside her again. The night was young, and neither of them was ready to sleep.
