She was bent over the sink rinsing dishes when he walked in from the garage, the door slamming shut behind him. "Mom," he said, voice low and rough, "I've been thinking about this all fucking day." She straightened up, wiping her hands on a towel, but he was already behind her, pressing his hard body against hers. His hands grabbed her hips hard, fingers digging in. "What the hell are you doing?" she snapped, trying to twist away, but he shoved her forward, bending her over the counter.
"Shut up and take it," he growled, yanking her shorts down in one rough pull. Her ass was bare now, and he slapped it hard, the sound echoing in the kitchen.
She struggled, but he was bigger, stronger, and he pinned her wrists behind her back with one hand. "You've been teasing me for years, walking around in those tight clothes. Time to pay up." His free hand shoved between her legs, fingers forcing into her dry pussy. She cried out, but he didn't stop, rubbing and pushing until her body started to betray her, getting slick despite everything.
He freed his cock, thick and throbbing, and slammed it into her without warning. She gasped, the stretch burning as he buried himself balls-deep in one thrust. "Fuck, your cunt is tight," he grunted, pounding into her hard and fast. The counter dug into her stomach with every brutal stroke. She begged him to stop at first, but the words turned into moans as he fucked her relentlessly, his balls slapping against her clit. He reached around and pinched her nipples through her shirt, twisting them until she arched back against him.
He pulled out suddenly and spun her around, shoving her to her knees. "Suck it," he ordered, shoving his cock into her mouth. She gagged as he fucked her face, holding her head with both hands, thrusting deep into her throat. Spit ran down her chin, but he didn't let up until he was ready to cum. He yanked her up again, bent her over the kitchen table this time, and drove back into her pussy from behind. The table creaked under them as he railed her, one hand pulling her hair, the other smacking her ass red.
Her body shook with unwanted pleasure, pussy clenching around him as she came hard, soaking his cock. That only made him fuck her faster, grunting dirty shit like "Take your son's dick, you filthy slut" until he exploded inside her, flooding her with hot cum. He kept pumping until every drop was in her, then pulled out and watched it drip down her thighs. She collapsed on the table, breathing hard, but he wasn't done. He flipped her onto her back, spread her legs, and went down on her, licking his own cum out of her while she moaned and tried to push his head away. His tongue worked her clit until she came again, legs shaking.
After that night, it became their secret. Every chance he got, he forced her into itagainst the wall, in the shower, on the couchraw, rough, and exactly what she started craving. She stopped fighting after the first few times, spreading her legs when he demanded it, begging for his cock like the dirty mom she was.
