I never expected to end up balls-deep in my own mom, but the second she wrapped her fingers around my cock and whispered how long she'd wanted it, there was no turning back. It started on a hot summer night after my 19th birthday. Dad was out of town again, and we'd been drinking wine on the couch, her in that thin tank top that barely hid her heavy tits.
She kept looking at me different, eyes dropping to my lap every time I shifted.
"You've grown up so much," she said, voice low and husky. Her hand landed on my thigh, fingers inching higher until they brushed the hard bulge in my shorts. I froze, heart pounding, but I didn't pull away.
"Fuck, Mom," I muttered. She smiled, dirty and knowing, and squeezed me through the fabric. "I can feel how much you want this. Been thinking about your mom sucking your dick, haven't you?"
I nodded, too turned on to lie. She tugged my shorts down, my cock springing free, thick and leaking. Her eyes lit up. "Look at that. So big for me." She leaned in and licked the head, slow and wet, then took me into her mouth. The heat was insane. She bobbed deep, gagging a little but not stopping, spit running down my shaft while her hand stroked what she couldn't fit.
I grabbed her hair, hips jerking. "Suck it harder, Mom. Just like that." She moaned around me, the vibration making my balls tighten. After a minute she pulled off, strings of saliva connecting her lips to my cock. "I need you inside me. Now."
She stood, peeled off her shorts and panties, revealing a shaved pussy already glistening. She straddled me right there on the couch, reached down, and rubbed my cockhead against her wet slit. "This is wrong," she breathed, "but I don't care. I want my son's cock stretching me open."
She sank down slow, inch by inch. Her pussy was tight and hot, gripping me like a fist. We both groaned when I bottomed out. She started riding, tits bouncing in my face. I sucked one nipple hard, biting just enough to make her yelp and grind faster. "Fuck your mom," she panted. "Fill me up. I've waited years for this."
I thrust up to meet her, hands on her ass, spreading her cheeks so I could watch my cock disappear into her. The wet sounds were filthy, skin slapping, her juices coating my balls. She came first, clenching and shaking, moaning my name like a dirty prayer. I flipped her onto her back, hooked her legs over my shoulders, and pounded deep.
"Take it, Mom. Take every inch." She clawed my back, begging for more. "Cum in me. Cum in your mother's pussy." That pushed me over. I buried myself to the hilt and unloaded, pulse after pulse of thick cum flooding her. She milked me with her walls, holding me there until I stopped twitching.
We stayed locked together, breathing hard. She kissed me slow, tongue sliding against mine. "That was just the first time," she whispered against my lips. "We're not done tonight."
Her hand already reaching down to stroke me hard again.
