I walked in from college that Friday night and found Mom in the kitchen wearing nothing but a thin tank top and panties. She was bent over the counter, her big ass cheeks spilling out, and I could see the wet spot on her crotch from across the room. My cock twitched instantly. She straightened up and smiled like she knew exactly what she was doing.
"Long drive, baby? Come here and give your mom a hug."
I stepped forward and she pressed her tits against my chest. Her nipples were hard. She didn't let go right away. Instead she rubbed against me slow, feeling my dick grow against her stomach.
"Jesus, Mom," I muttered.
"Don't 'Jesus Mom' me. You've been staring at these tits since you turned eighteen. I see you jerking off in your room with the door cracked. You want this pussy, don't you?"
She grabbed my hand and shoved it between her legs. Her panties were soaked. I rubbed her slit through the fabric and she moaned, grinding on my fingers.
"Fuck yes. Rub Mommy's cunt. Get it ready for that big cock."
I yanked her panties down and sank two fingers straight into her. She was tight and hot, dripping down my knuckles. Mom pushed her tank top up and fed me a nipple. I sucked hard while I finger-fucked her right there against the counter.
"Take it out," she ordered. "Show me what you've been stroking every night."
I unzipped and my cock sprang free, thick and already leaking. Mom wrapped her hand around it and stroked rough, thumb smearing the precum.
"Look at this fat dick. Mommy's gonna sit on it."
She hopped up on the counter, spread her legs wide, and pulled me in by the shaft. The head nudged her entrance. She was so wet it slid in easy on the first thrust. I buried every inch in one go and Mom let out a filthy groan.
"Goddamn, son. Fuck me. Pound Mommy's pussy."
I started slamming into her. The counter creaked. Her tits bounced with every thrust. I grabbed her hips and drove deeper, balls slapping her ass. She reached down and rubbed her clit fast.
"Talk dirty to me," she panted. "Tell me how bad you want to breed your own mother."
"I wanna fill this cunt up," I growled. "Want to pump you full of cum until it leaks out."
Mom came hard, clamping down on my cock, her juices running down my balls. I didn't stop. I kept fucking her through it until she begged for a break. We moved to the couch. She got on all fours, ass up, and I mounted her from behind, driving straight into that sloppy hole again.
"Harder," she demanded. "Use Mommy like a whore."
I gripped her hair and railed her. The wet sounds filled the room. Every time my cock bottomed out she pushed back, taking it all. I reached under and pinched her clit until she came again, screaming into the cushions.
When I was close I pulled out and flipped her onto her back. Mom spread her legs and held them open.
"Put it back in. Cum inside me.
I want to feel my son's load."
I sank in deep and fucked her in long, hard strokes until my balls tightened. I exploded, shooting rope after rope of thick cum straight into her pussy. She milked every drop, grinding on me while I pulsed.
We stayed like that, breathing hard, my cock still twitching inside her flooded cunt.
Mom smiled up at me, cum already starting to leak out around my shaft.
"Round two in the shower. This time you're eating Mommy's creampie first."
She wasn't kidding. That weekend we fucked in every room, raw and nasty, no protection, no guilt. Just pure taboo cock and cunt, over and over until we were both sore and dripping.
