The house was quiet except for the low hum of the fridge and the occasional creak of the floorboards. Jake, nineteen and home from his first year at college, padded down the hall in just his boxers. He needed a glass of water but stopped when he saw the light under his moms door.
Linda was awake. She always was this late. At forty-two she still had the body that made his friends whisper when they came overfull tits, wide hips, a round ass she kept tight from yoga. Tonight shed left the door cracked.
He pushed it open. She was on the bed in a thin tank top and panties, one hand between her legs, rubbing slow circles over the damp cotton.
Mom?
She didnt stop. Her eyes opened and locked on his. Come here, baby.
Jake stepped inside and shut the door. His cock was already pushing hard against his boxers. Linda sat up, pulled the tank top off, and let her heavy tits spill free. Dark nipples stiff. She hooked her thumbs in her panties and slid them down, spreading her legs so he could see her shaved pussy, lips already slick.
Lock it, she said.
He did. Then he shoved his boxers down and his thick cock sprang out, head shiny with precum. Linda reached for it, wrapped her fingers around the shaft, and stroked once, slow and firm.
Been thinking about this all week, she murmured. Your big dick in your mommys mouth.
She leaned forward and licked the head, tasting him, then took him deep in one smooth motion. Jake groaned as her warm, wet mouth slid down to the root. She sucked hard, cheeks hollowing, one hand cupping his balls while the other worked the base. Spit ran down her chin and dripped onto her tits.
He grabbed her hair and started fucking her throat. She moaned around him, letting him use her mouth until tears streaked her mascara. When he pulled out she gasped, strings of saliva connecting her lips to his cock.
Fuck me, she said, voice hoarse. Right now.
Linda turned around on all fours, ass up, face in the pillow. Jake climbed behind her, gripped her hips, and slammed into her soaked cunt in one thrust. She was tight and hot, gripping him like a fist. He pounded her hard, the wet slap of skin loud in the room. Her tits swung beneath her. Every time he bottomed out she grunted and pushed back.
Harder, baby. Fuck your mother like you mean it.
He reached under her, found her clit, rubbed fast circles while he drilled her. Linda came first, cunt pulsing around him, juices running down his balls. She didnt stop moving. Dont pull out. Fill me up.
Jake grabbed her hair, yanked her head back, and drove in deep. His cock swelled and he unloaded, thick ropes of cum pumping into her greedy pussy. She milked him with every spasm until he was empty and shaking.
They stayed locked together, breathing hard. Linda looked back over her shoulder, eyes glassy with lust.
Round two in the shower, she said. Then youre sleeping in here.
