Rahul shoved the door open and there she was, Priya, his mother, standing in the kitchen in nothing but a thin cotton nightie that clung to her heavy tits and wide hips. Sweat made the fabric stick to her dark nipples, outlining them like she was already begging for it.
"Fuck, Mom," he growled, voice low and rough. "You know what you're doing to me."
Priya turned, eyes flashing with the same hunger that had been building for weeks. "Shut the door, beta. Your father is out. It's just us."
He didn't shut it gently. He slammed it, crossed the room in three steps, and grabbed her by the waist. Her body was soft, warm, the smell of her skin mixed with coconut oil and sweat. He yanked the nightie up over her head and tossed it. Her full brown breasts bounced free, nipples stiff and dark. He squeezed one hard, thumb flicking the peak.
"These tits," he said, voice thick. "You've been teasing me with them since I got back from college. Walking around half-naked, bending over so I can see that fat ass."
Priya moaned, already reaching for his cock through his shorts. She rubbed the thick bulge, fingers tracing the length. "You're so big, Rahul. Bigger than your father. I tried to ignore it, but every night I touch myself thinking about this cock stretching my pussy."
He pushed her back against the counter, dropped to his knees, and spread her thick thighs. Her cunt was shaved smooth, lips plump and glistening. He buried his face between them, tongue dragging up her slit in one long, filthy lick. Priya cried out, hands in his hair, grinding against his mouth.
" Eat that pussy, son. Taste how wet your mother is for you."
Rahul sucked her clit hard, two fingers shoving deep inside her tight heat. She was soaked, juices running down his chin. He fucked her with his fingers while his tongue flicked and circled, making her thighs shake. Priya's moans filled the kitchen, raw and loud.
"More. Fuck, Rahul, I need that dick. Give it to me."
He stood, dropped his shorts, and his cock sprang free, thick, veined, the head already leaking. Priya wrapped her hand around it, stroking fast, thumb smearing precum. She dropped to her knees and took him into her mouth without hesitation, sucking hard and sloppy. Spit ran down his shaft as she bobbed, taking him deeper each time until her nose pressed against his stomach.
"Goddamn, Mom, that mouth," he grunted, fucking her throat in short thrusts. She gagged but didn't stop, eyes watering, drool dripping onto her tits.
When he couldn't take it, he pulled her up, spun her around, and bent her over the counter. Her ass was round and perfect, cheeks spread wide. He slapped it hard, watching the flesh jiggle, then lined his cock up and drove in with one brutal thrust.
Priya screamed in pleasure. "Yes! Fuck your mother! Stretch that cunt!"
He pounded her, hips slapping against her ass, the wet sound of her pussy taking every inch echoing off the walls. Her walls clenched around him, hot and tight. He reached around, fingers rubbing her clit in rough circles while he fucked her deep and fast.
"Harder, Rahul.
Make me cum on your cock. Fill me up."
He gave her everything, slamming into her until her legs trembled and she came with a broken cry, pussy pulsing and squirting around him. Rahul didn't stop. He kept thrusting through her orgasm, chasing his own, balls slapping against her.
When he was close he pulled out, spun her to face him, and lifted her onto the counter. He shoved back inside, her legs wrapped around his waist, and fucked her even harder. Their bodies slapped together, sweat-slick and desperate.
"Cum inside me," she begged, nails digging into his back. "Give your mother that load."
Rahul buried himself to the hilt and exploded, thick ropes of cum flooding her cunt. He kept thrusting through it, pushing every drop deep until it leaked out around his cock.
They stayed locked together, breathing hard. Priya kissed him, tongue dirty and open, tasting herself on his lips.
"Again," she whispered against his mouth. "Take me to the bedroom. I want you all night."
Rahul grinned, already hardening again inside her. "Anything for you, Mom."
