The house was quiet except for the hum of the fridge. I was twenty-one, home from college for the summer, and Mom was in the kitchen wearing nothing but a thin tank top and panties. She bent over to grab a beer from the bottom shelf, and her ass cheeks spilled out, soft and round. My cock twitched in my shorts right away.
"Fuck, Mom," I said, not even trying to hide it. "You know what you're doing."
She straightened up slow, turned around, and looked straight at my bulge. "Been a while since your dad left. You staring like that ain't helping."
I stepped closer.
"Then stop walking around half-naked."
She didn't back up. Instead she set the beer down and pulled the tank top over her head. Her tits dropped heavy, nipples already hard. "You want it? Say it."
"I want to fuck my own mom," I told her, voice low and rough. "Right here on the kitchen table."
Mom hooked her thumbs in her panties and shoved them down. Her pussy was shaved smooth, lips already glistening. "Then do it. No talking yourself out of it."
I dropped my shorts and my cock sprang free, thick and veined. She wrapped her hand around it and stroked once, hard. "Jesus, you're bigger than your father."
I grabbed her hips, spun her around, and bent her over the table. Her tits pressed flat against the wood. I kicked her legs apart and rubbed the head of my cock up and down her slit, coating it in her wetness. She pushed back against me.
"Quit teasing," she growled. "Put it in."
I slammed into her in one thrust. Her cunt was tight and hot, gripping me all the way to the balls. Mom moaned loud, fingers scratching the table. I didn't go slow. I fucked her hard, skin slapping, the table legs scraping the floor. Every thrust made her ass ripple.
"Harder," she begged. "Fuck your mother like you mean it."
I reached under and pinched her clit, rubbing fast while I pounded her. She came quick, cunt pulsing around my cock, juice running down her thighs. I didn't stop. I pulled out, spun her to face me, and lifted her onto the table. Her legs wrapped around my waist and I drove back inside.
Her tits bounced with every thrust. I sucked one nipple hard, biting just enough to make her gasp. "You like your son's cock stretching you open?"
"Yes," she hissed. "Fill me up. Cum in your mom's pussy."
I fucked her faster, balls slapping her ass. She came again, screaming, nails digging into my back. That pushed me over. I buried myself deep and unloaded, thick ropes of cum pumping straight into her. She milked every drop, hips rolling to take it all.
We stayed locked together, breathing hard. Cum leaked out around my cock and dripped onto the table. Mom kissed me rough, tongue sliding against mine.
"Bedroom next," she said. "And this time you're eating it out of me first."
I was already getting hard again inside her.
