She walked into the living room wearing nothing but a thin robe that barely covered her heavy tits. I was sitting on the couch, hard already from thinking about her all day. Mom stopped in front of me and let the robe fall open.
"Look at you, staring at your own mother's body like a filthy boy," she said, voice low and rough. "Cock already twitching in those shorts. You want to fuck me, don't you?"
I didn't answer with words. I stood up, grabbed her hips, and yanked her close. My mouth went straight to her nipple, sucking hard while my hand slid between her legs. She was wet, dripping onto my fingers as I rubbed her clit in fast circles.
"Fuck yes," she growled. "Finger your mom's cunt. Make it sloppy for that big dick."
I pushed two fingers inside her and pumped them deep, feeling her walls squeeze. Mom moaned and grabbed my cock through my shorts, squeezing the shaft.
"Take it out. Let me see what I've been thinking about all week."
I dropped my shorts. My cock sprang free, thick and veined, the head already leaking. Mom dropped to her knees right there on the carpet and wrapped her lips around it without hesitation. She sucked hard, taking half of it in one go, her tongue swirling under the head while she stroked the base with both hands.
"Goddamn, your cock tastes good," she said between slurps, spit running down her chin. "Thicker than your father's ever was. Gonna stretch my pussy wide open tonight."
She bobbed faster, gagging herself on purpose, eyes watering as she forced more down her throat. I held her head and thrust, fucking her mouth while she moaned around me. When she pulled off, strings of spit connected her lips to my cock.
"Bedroom. Now. I want you to pound me until I can't walk straight."
We barely made it to her bed. She climbed on all fours, ass up, and looked back at me.
"Put it in. Fuck your mother like the dirty slut she is."
I lined up and slammed in to the balls in one thrust. She screamed into the pillow, her pussy gripping me tight and hot. I grabbed her hips and started pounding, the sound of skin slapping filling the room. Every stroke made her tits swing and her ass ripple.
"Harder, you little bastard," she panted. "Fuck me like you own this cunt. Tell me how it feels."
"Feels so fucking good," I grunted. "Your pussy's soaked and tight. Been waiting to wreck it for months."
I reached under and rubbed her clit while I hammered her.
Mom came hard, shaking and cursing, juices running down my balls. I didn't stop. I flipped her onto her back, hooked her legs over my shoulders, and drove in even deeper.
"Look at me while I fuck you," she ordered. "Watch your mom's face while her son destroys her hole."
Her eyes locked on mine, dirty and hungry. I leaned down and kissed her messy, tongues sliding as I kept thrusting. She reached between us and played with my balls, squeezing just right.
"Gonna fill me up?" she whispered against my mouth. "Pump that hot load deep in your mother's pussy? Do it. Breed me like the nasty boy you are."
That pushed me over. I slammed in one last time and exploded, shooting thick ropes inside her. She came again around my pulsing cock, milking every drop.
We didn't stop there. After a few minutes she rolled me onto my back and climbed on, sinking down on my still-hard dick. She rode me slow at first, then faster, grinding her clit against me while she talked filthy the whole time.
"Feel that cum leaking out around your cock? That's your load in me. Keep fucking it back in."
I grabbed her ass and helped her bounce, watching her tits slap against her chest. We went at it for another hour, switching positions, her riding, me on top, then her on her side with one leg up so I could pound her from behind while I fingered her ass.
By the end she was a sweaty, cum-filled mess, legs trembling, but smiling like she'd just won the lottery.
"Same time tomorrow," she said, licking my cock clean. "And next time bring that lube. I want this dick in my ass."
I nodded, already hard again just hearing it.
