I never planned for it to happen. I was eighteen, home from my first year of college for the summer, and Mom had just turned forty-two. Dad was gone on another long business trip, and the house felt too quiet with just the two of us. She had always been the one I talked to about everythinggirls, school, the pressure of growing up. That night after dinner, we sat on the couch with a bottle of wine she said I was old enough to share.
One glass turned into three. She laughed at my awkward stories about failed dates, then her hand rested on my thigh longer than usual. "You've grown up so much," she said, her voice low. Her fingers squeezed, and I felt myself harden instantly. She noticed. Instead of pulling away, she looked me in the eye and asked, "Do you want me to help you with that?"
I nodded, heart pounding. She slid closer, her robe falling open to show the curve of her breasts. Her hand moved to my zipper, freeing my cock. "First time?" she whispered. I admitted it was. She stroked me slow and firm, telling me how good I felt in her hand, how wet she was getting just touching me. She stood, let the robe drop, and straddled me right there on the couch.
Mom guided me inside her. She was tight and hot, moaning as she sank down inch by inch.
"That's it, baby. Fill your mom." I thrust up, clumsy at first, then finding a rhythm as she rode me. Her tits bounced in my face; I sucked on her nipples while she ground her clit against me. She came hard, clenching around my cock, and that pushed me over. I exploded deep inside her, no condom, nothing between us.
We didn't stop. She led me to her bed, got on all fours, and told me to fuck her from behind. I grabbed her hips and pounded, watching my cock disappear into her pussy again and again. She reached back to rub her clit, coming twice more before I filled her a second time. By morning we had done it in the shower, against the kitchen counter, and once more in her bed with her legs over my shoulders.
It was raw, messy, and exactly what we both needed. We never talked about stopping.
