The house was empty except for the two of them. Jake, twenty-two and home from college for the summer, stood in the kitchen watching his mom, Linda, bend over to pull a pan from the oven. Her ass stretched the thin fabric of her shorts, cheeks round and full. He felt his cock twitch instantly.
"Fuck, Mom, you look good in those," he said, voice low and rough.
Linda straightened and turned, her tits pushing against her tank top. No bra. Nipples hard. She smirked. "You shouldn't say shit like that to your mother."
But she didn't sound mad. She stepped closer, eyes dropping to the bulge in his jeans. "Been thinking about this all week, haven't you?"
Jake grabbed her hips and yanked her against him. "Yeah. Been jerking off thinking about your pussy." He shoved his hand down the front of her shorts, fingers sliding straight into her wet slit. "Jesus, you're soaked already."
Linda moaned and ground on his hand. "Then stop talking and fuck me."
He spun her around, bent her over the counter, and yanked her shorts down. Her ass was bare, pussy glistening. Jake freed his cock, thick and already leaking, and slammed into her in one hard thrust. Linda cried out, gripping the counter as he pounded her cunt raw.
"Take it, Mom," he growled, slapping her ass. "Your son's cock feels better than Dad's ever did, doesn't it?"
"Yesfuck yes," she panted. "Harder. Wreck my pussy."
Jake fucked her fast and deep, balls slapping against her. The wet sounds filled the kitchen. He reached around and rubbed her clit until she came, clamping down on his dick and soaking his balls. He didn't stop. He kept driving into her until he unloaded, flooding her pussy with thick ropes of cum.
They didn't even make it to the bedroom the first night. After that quick kitchen fuck, Linda dropped to her knees and sucked him clean, tongue lapping up the mess dripping from her own cunt. Jake got hard again in her mouth and bent her over the dining table next, spreading her ass and driving back inside her sloppy hole.
By the third day they stopped pretending. Linda walked around the house naked. Jake fucked her on the couch while she watched TV, her legs spread wide, his cock slamming into her from behind.
She talked filthy the whole time. "That's it, baby, use Mommy's cunt. Fill it up again."
He came inside her three times that afternoon. When his dad called to check in, Linda answered the phone with Jake's dick still buried in her, whispering dirty encouragement while she tried to sound normal.
Every night was the same. Jake would wake up with his mom's mouth on his cock or her pussy grinding on his face. He ate her out until she squirted, then flipped her over and fucked her like an animaldoggy, missionary with her legs pinned back, riding him reverse so he could watch his shaft disappear into her stretched hole.
One afternoon in the shower, Linda soaped his cock and begged him to take her ass. Jake worked two fingers into her tight hole first, then pushed his dick in slow and steady until she was moaning and pushing back for more. He fucked her ass while fingering her pussy, making her come so hard her legs gave out.
They kept it going all summer. No guilt, just raw need. Every time Jake slid into his mother's cunt he told her how tight and wet she was. Every time Linda came she screamed his name and told him his cock was the only one she wanted now.
By the end of August they had fucked in every room, on every piece of furniture, and Linda was already planning how they'd sneak around once Jake went back to school. She kissed him deep after their last morning fuck, his cum still leaking down her thighs, and whispered, "This is just the start of our own story, baby."
