I came home from college for the weekend and found Mom in the kitchen wearing nothing but a thin tank top and panties. Her big tits strained against the fabric, nipples poking out hard. She turned around and smiled that dirty smile she only gave me when Dad was gone.
"Hey baby," she said, voice low. "Missed your cock."
I dropped my bag and walked straight up to her. My hands went right to her ass, squeezing those thick cheeks while I ground my hardening dick against her stomach. "Been thinking about this pussy all week," I growled.
She moaned and reached down, rubbing my bulge through my jeans. "Take it out. Let Mommy see that big dick she made."
I unzipped and pulled it free. She dropped to her knees on the kitchen floor without another word, wrapping her warm lips around the head and sucking hard. Spit ran down my shaft as she took me deeper, gagging when it hit the back of her throat. Her tongue worked the underside while her hand stroked the base, twisting just the way I liked.
"Fuck, Mom, suck that cock," I said, holding her hair. She looked up at me with watery eyes, drool dripping from her chin onto her tits. She pulled off long enough to say, "Your father's never this thick. I need it in my cunt."
I yanked her up, spun her around, and bent her over the counter. Her panties were already soaked. I ripped them aside and slammed into her wet hole in one thrust. She cried out, pushing back against me. "Yes, fuck your mother! Pound that incest pussy!"
I grabbed her hips and drove into her hard, the wet sounds filling the kitchen. Her ass rippled every time I bottomed out. I reached around and rubbed her swollen clit while I fucked her, feeling her walls clench around my cock.
"Don't stop, baby," she begged. "Fill Mommy up."
I pulled out and spun her to face me, lifting her onto the counter. Her legs wrapped around my waist as I slid back inside. We kissed messy and deep, tongues fighting while I pounded her. Her tits bounced with every thrust. I leaned down and sucked one nipple into my mouth, biting just hard enough to make her gasp.
She came first, legs shaking, pussy flooding around my dick. "I'm cumming on my son's cock!" she screamed. That pushed me over. I buried myself deep and unloaded, pumping thick ropes of cum straight into her.
We stayed locked together, breathing hard. My cum leaked out around my still-hard cock and ran down her thighs.
"Bedroom," she said. "Now. I want you to fuck my ass next."
I carried her upstairs, already getting hard again inside her. She rode me on the bed, grinding her cum-filled pussy on my shaft while she fingered her own asshole, getting it ready. When she turned around and lowered her tight ass onto my cock, we both groaned. I watched my dick disappear into her, stretching her open.
She bounced on it, dirty talk pouring out. "Your dad's never fucked my ass.
Only you get this. Only my son gets to wreck Mommy's holes."
I reached up and slapped her tits, then pulled her back so she was leaning on me while I thrust up into her ass. My hand found her clit again and I rubbed it fast. She came again, ass squeezing my cock like a vice.
We fucked for hours. Missionary with her legs over my shoulders so I could watch my cock slide in and out of both holes. Doggy with her face in the pillow, screaming into it. Me on my back while she sat on my face, grinding her wet cunt on my tongue before sliding down to ride me again.
By the time we finished, the sheets were soaked with sweat and cum. She lay on my chest, my softening cock still inside her, tracing circles on my skin.
"Next weekend," she whispered, "you're staying longer. I want that load in my mouth too."
I kissed the top of her head. "Anything for you, Mom."
