I walked into the kitchen and saw my son Jake staring at his report card like it was a winning lottery ticket. Straight A's across the board. The kid had actually done it. I leaned against the counter in my short robe, letting it fall open just enough to show the tops of my tits. "So, you earned those grades like we talked about?" I asked, voice low and direct.
Jake looked up, eyes locking on my cleavage. "Yeah, Mom. All A's. You said if I pulled it off…"
I didn't let him finish. I crossed the room, grabbed his hand, and shoved it between my legs. "Then you get to fuck your mom. That's the deal." His fingers found my wet pussy right away, no panties in the way. I was already dripping from thinking about this all week. "Good boy. Now get those pants off."
He stood up fast, cock already hard and pushing against his jeans. I dropped to my knees on the kitchen floor and yanked them down. His dick sprang out, thick and ready. I wrapped my hand around it and started stroking, slow at first then faster. "You want this reward? You want to fuck the hole you came out of?" I said it plain, no bullshit.
"Yes, Mom. Fuck yes." His voice cracked a little but his hips pushed forward.
I took him in my mouth, sucking hard, tongue working the head. I could taste the precum already leaking. I bobbed my head, taking him deep until my nose hit his stomach, then pulled back with a wet pop. "Stand still. Let your mom suck this cock like she promised." I went at it raw, slurping loud, spit running down his balls. My hand pumped the base while I worked the tip.
After a minute I stood, turned around, and bent over the table. I flipped the robe up over my ass. "Come fuck me. Earn it." Jake didn't hesitate. He grabbed my hips and slammed into my pussy in one thrust. I was soaked, so he sank all the way in.
"That's it, fuck your mom hard. Pound that cunt."
He started thrusting, hips slapping against my ass. The table shook. I reached back and spread my cheeks wider so he could go deeper. "Deeper, Jake. Fuck me like you mean it. You want more good grades next term? Then fuck this pussy right." He grunted and picked up speed, balls slapping my clit with every stroke.
I pushed back to meet him, grinding my ass. My tits hung out of the robe, nipples hard. "Talk dirty to me, son. Tell me what you're doing."
"I'm fucking my mom's tight pussy," he said, voice rough. "Fucking it raw because I got good grades."
"Damn right you are." I reached down and rubbed my clit while he drilled me. The wet sounds filled the kitchen. I could feel him swelling inside me. "Don't cum yet. Pull out and eat it first."
He obeyed, sliding out with a slick sound. I turned and hopped up on the table, legs spread wide. "Get in there. Lick your mom's cunt." Jake dropped to his knees and buried his face between my thighs. His tongue went straight to my clit, licking hard and fast. I grabbed his hair and held him there. "Suck it. Taste how wet you made me."
He licked and sucked, tongue pushing inside my hole then back to my clit. I moaned loud, grinding on his face. "Good boy. Keep eating that pussy." My juices coated his chin. When I was close I pulled him up. "Now put it back in. Fuck me till you fill me up."
Jake stood and drove his cock back into me. This time he went harder, the table creaking under us. I wrapped my legs around his waist and took every inch. "That's the spot. Right there. Fuck your mom like a whore." He pounded faster, sweat dripping off him. I squeezed my tits, pinching the nipples. "Cum inside me. Give me that load."
His thrusts got sloppy. He buried himself deep and groaned, cock pulsing as he shot hot cum into my pussy. I came right after, clenching around him, my whole body shaking. "Fuck yes, fill it up."
We stayed like that for a minute, breathing hard. Then I slid off the table, cum already leaking down my thigh. I scooped some on my finger and licked it off. "Next report card better be just as good. Or next time I'll make you work harder for it." Jake grinned, already getting hard again. "Yes, Mom."
