I walked into the kitchen after midnight and there she was, my mom, bent over the counter in her thin nightgown, ass cheeks spread wide under the fabric. She didnt hear me at first. Her hand was between her legs, two fingers sliding in and out of her wet pussy while she whispered my name.
Fuck, Jamal you dont even know what you do to me.
I stepped closer, my dick already hard and throbbing in my shorts. I know now, Ma.
She spun around, eyes wide, but she didnt cover up. Her heavy tits strained against the gown, nipples dark and stiff. Her pussy was shaved smooth, lips glistening.
Baby, we cant
I grabbed her hips and pulled her against me. We already are. You were fingering that black pussy thinking about your own son. Thats the real shit.
She moaned when I shoved two fingers straight into her. She was dripping, hot, tight. I pumped them hard, thumb on her clit.
Tell me you want this dick, I said.
I want it, she gasped. Ive wanted my sons cock for years. Fuck your mama, Jamal. Use this pussy.
I yanked the gown up over her head and bent her back over the counter. My shorts hit the floor. I rubbed my thick head up and down her slit, smearing her juices all over me, then slammed in balls-deep in one stroke.
Mom cried out, pushing back to take every inch. Yes! Stretch your mamas cunt!
I fucked her rough, the way she needed. Skin slapping loud in the quiet kitchen. Her ass rippled every time I drove in. I reached under and pinched her nipples hard while I pounded her.
Talk dirty, Ma. Tell me whose pussy this is.
Yours, baby! Your black moms pussy belongs to her son. Fuck it harder!
I pulled out, spun her around, and lifted her onto the counter. She spread her thick thighs wide. I shoved back inside and sucked one fat nipple into my mouth while I drilled her.
She grabbed my head and held me there.
Drink from me while you fuck me. Just like when you were little, but now youre the man.
Her pussy clenched tight around my dick. She came hard, squirting around my shaft, legs shaking. I didnt stop. I kept slamming into her through the orgasm until she was whimpering.
I pulled out and pushed her to her knees. Suck it. Taste your own cunt on your sons cock.
She opened wide and took me down her throat like shed been practicing. Spit ran down her chin onto her tits. I fucked her face, holding her head, using her mouth the way Id always wanted.
When I was close I pulled her up, bent her over the table, and drove back into her soaked hole. I fucked her like I owned her, because right then I did.
Gonna cum in this pussy, Ma. Gonna fill my own mother up.
Do it! Breed me, Jamal. Give your black mom that nut!
I exploded deep inside her, pulse after thick pulse. She came again when she felt it, milking every drop.
We stayed locked together, breathing hard. My cum leaked out around my still-hard dick and ran down her thighs.
She looked back at me, eyes glassy with lust. Were not done, baby. Take me to my bed. I want you to fuck your mom all night long.
I pulled out, spun her around, and kissed her deep, tasting both of us. Then I picked her up and carried her down the hall, already getting hard again.
That was the first night. It wasnt the last.
