The house was quiet except for the low hum of the fridge when I came home late. Mom was in the kitchen, still in that tight tank top and shorts she wore around the house, her body looking too good for a woman her age. She turned when she heard me, and the look on her face said she knew something was off.
I didn't say a word.
I walked straight up, grabbed her by the arm, and spun her around. "What the fuck are you doing?" she snapped, trying to pull away. I pushed her against the counter, my body pinning hers so she couldn't move. My hands were already on her hips, yanking those shorts down. She fought, slapping at my chest, but I was bigger and I wanted this.
"Shut up," I growled, shoving her shorts and panties to the floor. Her ass was bare and round, and I kicked her legs apart. She was yelling now, calling me names, but her voice cracked when I reached between her legs and felt how warm she was. I didn't care if she was ready. I unzipped, pulled my cock out, and drove it straight into her pussy in one hard thrust.
Mom cried out, her hands gripping the edge of the counter. She was tight and hot, clenching around me even as she tried to twist away. I held her down with one hand on her back and fucked her deep, the wet sound of it filling the kitchen. Each stroke was rough, my hips slapping against her ass. She kept saying "stop, you can't," but her body was pushing back a little, like it couldn't help itself.
I reached around and rubbed her clit hard while I pounded her. Her protests turned into gasps. I pulled out, spun her to face me, and lifted her onto the counter. Her tits bounced under the tank top. I ripped it up, sucked one nipple into my mouth, then slammed back inside her. She was soaked now, her legs wrapping around me even though she was still cursing me under her breath.
I fucked her like that until she came, her whole body shaking, pussy pulsing around my cock. I didn't stop. I kept going, harder, until I emptied inside her, filling her up while she moaned and tried to catch her breath.
After, she sat there panting, legs still spread, my cum leaking out of her. She didn't say anything at first. Then she looked at me and said, "Lock the door next time." I knew it wasn't over.
