I walked into the kitchen and saw her bent over the counter, that short robe barely covering the curve of her ass. Mom turned around, coffee mug in hand, and gave me that look shed been giving me for weekshungry, knowing, no more pretending.
Lock the door, she said, voice low and rough. I clicked the deadbolt. She set the mug down, untied the robe, and let it fall open. Her tits were full and heavy, nipples already tight. Between her legs her pussy was shaved smooth, lips already glistening.
I dropped to my knees right there on the tile. No slow build, no teasing words. I grabbed her thighs, spread them wide, and dragged my tongue straight up her slit. She tasted salty-sweet and hot. I licked harder, flattening my tongue against her clit, then sucked it between my lips.
Fuck yes, she groaned, one hand gripping the counter, the other in my hair. Eat that pussy, baby. Eat Moms pussy like you mean it.
I meant it. I buried my face in her, nose pressed against her mound, tongue pushing deep inside her hole, then sliding back up to circle and flick her swollen clit. She was dripping, juices running down my chin. I slid two fingers inside her, pumped them hard while I sucked her clit, and she started bucking against my mouth.
Deeper. Fuck me with your tongue, she ordered. I pulled my fingers out, spread her lips with both hands, and shoved my tongue as far as it would go, fucking her with it in quick thrusts. She moaned loud, thighs shaking around my head.
I pulled back just long enough to say, Turn around. Bend over. She spun, planted her hands on the counter, and pushed her ass out. I spread her cheeks and went back in, licking from her clit all the way back to her tight asshole and back again. She reached down and rubbed her clit while I ate her from behind, tongue fucking her pussy then moving up to rim her ass.
Dont stop, she panted. Im gonna come on your face.
I doubled down, sucking her clit hard while three fingers pumped into her soaked cunt. Her walls clenched, she cried out, and a rush of wetness flooded my mouth. I kept licking through it, drinking her down until her legs buckled.
She spun around, pulled me up, and shoved her tongue into my mouth, tasting herself. Her hand went straight to my cock, squeezing the hard length through my jeans.
Bedroom, she said. Now. I want that cock, but first youre eating this pussy again until I say stop.
We barely made it to the bed. She lay back, spread her legs wide, and I crawled between them. I stayed there for a long timelicking, sucking, fingering, making her come twice moreuntil my jaw ached and her sheets were soaked. Every time she came she said the same thing, filthy and direct: Thats it, eat Moms pussy. Make it yours.
When I finally slid my cock into her, she was loose and dripping. We fucked hard, her legs over my shoulders, me still tasting her on my lips. She came again with my cock buried deep, and I followed right after, pumping thick loads inside her while she whispered, Fill Moms pussy up.
We didnt stop there. She pushed me onto my back and straddled my face, grinding her messy cunt on my mouth while she sucked my cock clean. We went at it for hoursraw, sweaty, no holding back. Every time I thought we were done shed spread her legs again and say, One more time. Eat it.
By the time we finally collapsed, the sun was down and her pussy was swollen, red, and thoroughly used. She pulled me close, kissed me slow, and murmured against my mouth, Were doing this every day from now on.
I just nodded, already thinking about the next time Id drop to my knees and eat Moms pussy until she screamed.
