She was standing at the kitchen counter in nothing but a thin cotton nightie when I walked in, her heavy brown tits pressing against the fabric, nipples already stiff. My Indian mom, Priya, 42, with that thick ass and smooth dark skin, turned and caught me staring.
"Arjun, what the fuck are you looking at?" she snapped, but her voice had that low, dirty edge.
I was 21, home from college, and the house was empty. "You know what I'm looking at, Mom. That body. Those tits. That pussy you've been hiding."
She didn't slap me. Instead she stepped closer, grabbed my wrist and shoved my hand between her legs. She was soaked. "You want this? Your own mother's cunt? Then take it like a man."
I yanked the nightie up and off. Her big tits bounced free, dark areolas wide, nipples thick. I sucked one hard into my mouth while my fingers shoved into her dripping slit. She moaned loud, grinding down on my hand.
"Fuck, Arjun, your fingers feel better than your father's ever did. Stretch that pussy."
I dropped to my knees right there on the kitchen floor, spread her thick thighs and buried my face in her hairy Indian cunt. She tasted musky and sweet. I licked her clit in fast circles, tongue-fucking her hole while she grabbed my hair and rode my face.
"Goddamn, eat Mommy's pussy. Suck that clit. Make me cum on your tongue."
She came hard, thighs clamping my head, juices running down my chin. Before she could catch her breath I stood, dropped my shorts and slapped my thick cock against her wet folds.
"Beg for it," I growled.
"Shove that cock in me, son. Fuck your mother's cunt raw. I want every inch."
I slammed into her in one thrust.
She was tight, hot, gripping me like a fist. I pounded her against the counter, balls slapping her ass, her tits bouncing with every stroke. The wet sounds filled the kitchen.
"Harder, fuck me harder! Ruin this pussy. It's yours now."
We moved to the living room couch. I bent her over the arm, spread her ass cheeks and drove back into her from behind. Her asshole winked at me, so I spit on it and pushed a thumb inside while I fucked her cunt deep and fast.
"Yes, finger my ass while you wreck my pussy. I'm such a dirty mom letting my son use me like this."
I flipped her onto her back, hooked her legs over my shoulders and drilled her. Her big tits shook. Sweat made her skin shine. She reached down and rubbed her clit while I fucked her.
"Cum inside me, Arjun. Fill Mommy's cunt with your load. Breed me."
I exploded, pumping rope after rope of thick cum deep into her spasming pussy. She came again, screaming, milking every drop.
We didn't stop. That night turned into days of raw fuckingher riding me reverse cowgirl so I could watch her ass bounce, me fucking her mouth until I painted her face, her begging for it in the shower, on the floor, in my bed. Every time she called me "son" it made my cock harder.
By the end of the week she was walking around the house naked, cum leaking down her thighs, already planning the next time I'd take her again.
