Mom was already on the couch in nothing but a thin tank top and panties when I walked in. Her ass cheeks spilled out the sides, thick and soft from years of being ignored by my old man. She looked up from her drink and smirked. "Took you long enough, baby. Lock the door."
I didn't waste time. I dropped my jeans right there, cock already hard and pointing at her. "Get on your knees first, Mom. Show me that mouth before I take the ass I've been staring at since I was eighteen."
She slid off the couch, crawled the few feet to me, and swallowed my dick in one greedy gulp. Spit ran down her chin while she gagged on it, eyes watering, but she didn't stop. Her tongue worked the underside and she moaned like sucking her son's cock was the best meal she'd had all week. When my balls were dripping with her saliva I pulled her up, spun her around, and bent her over the arm of the couch.
I yanked her panties down and spread her cheeks. Her asshole winked at me, tight and clean, the skin around it slightly darker. I spat on it and rubbed the head of my cock against the puckered ring. "You want this in your ass, Mom? Tell me."
"Fuck yes," she groaned, pushing back. "I've been fingering it every night thinking about you. Put it in me. Stretch your mother's asshole."
I pressed forward. The head popped past the tight ring and she hissed, then pushed harder, taking more.
Inch by inch my cock disappeared into her hot, gripping ass. She was burning inside, velvet and slick from the spit. When my hips met her cheeks I stayed buried, letting her adjust while I reached under and pinched her nipples through the tank top.
Then I started fucking her. Hard, deep strokes that made her ass ripple every time I bottomed out. The wet, nasty sound of my cock sliding in and out filled the room. Mom reached back and spread herself wider. "Deeper, son. Fuck that ass like you own it. It's yours now."
I grabbed her hips and pounded. Sweat dripped off me onto her back. Every thrust made her moan louder until she was almost yelling. "Fuck my ass! Fill your mother's shithole!" Her pussy was dripping down her thighs, untouched but throbbing. I reached around and rubbed her clit in rough circles while I kept railing her ass.
She came first, legs shaking, asshole clenching so tight around my cock I almost lost it. I didn't stop. I fucked her through it, then pulled out, flipped her onto her back on the floor, and shoved her legs up by her head. Her asshole was gaping now, shiny and red. I slid back in and went to work again, watching her face while I destroyed it.
Mom begged the whole time. "Harder. Use that ass. Come in your mother's butt, baby. I want to feel it leaking out of me all night."
I lasted as long as I could, then slammed in to the root and unloaded. Thick ropes of cum pumped straight into her guts. She kept squeezing, milking every drop while she rubbed her own clit and came again around nothing.
When I finally pulled out, cum bubbled out of her stretched hole and ran down to her pussy. I scooped some up and fed it to her. She sucked my fingers clean, then rolled over and presented her ass again.
"Round two," she said, voice hoarse. "Don't stop until I'm leaking down my legs and can't walk straight."
I was already hard again. I slid back into that cum-slick asshole and started over, raw and filthy, exactly the way she wanted it. By the time we finished hours later, her ass was wrecked, my balls were empty, and Mom was smiling like she'd finally gotten everything she'd been craving.
