I came home from college for the weekend and found Mom in the kitchen wearing nothing but a thin tank top and panties. She turned around when she heard the door, her big tits straining against the fabric, nipples already hard. "Hey baby," she said, but her eyes dropped straight to the bulge in my jeans. We'd been texting dirty shit all semester, sending pics, but this was the first time we were alone in the house with no one else around.
"Fuck, Mom, you look ready," I told her, walking right up and grabbing her ass with both hands. She didn't pull away. Instead she pressed her body against mine and kissed me hard, tongue pushing into my mouth like she wanted to taste every inch. Her hand went straight to my cock, squeezing it through my pants. "I've been wet thinking about this all day," she whispered. "Show me that big dick you've been sending me pictures of."
I yanked my jeans down and my cock sprang out, thick and already leaking. Mom dropped to her knees right there on the kitchen floor and wrapped her lips around the head. She sucked like she was starving for it, taking me deep until her nose pressed against my stomach. Spit ran down my balls while she bobbed her head, gagging and moaning at the same time. "That's it, Mom, suck your son's cock," I growled, holding her hair and fucking her mouth. She looked up at me with those eyes, mascara already starting to smear.
She stood up, pulled her panties off, and bent over the counter. Her pussy was shaved and dripping.
"Fuck me," she said, spreading her ass cheeks. "Put it in your real mom right now." I slammed into her in one thrust, burying every inch. She was tight and hot, clenching around me as she moaned loud enough for the neighbors to hear. I pounded her hard, the sound of skin slapping skin filling the kitchen. Her tits bounced every time I drove in deep.
We moved to the couch after that. Mom climbed on top, straddling me and sinking down on my cock again. She rode me rough, grinding her clit against me while I sucked on her nipples. "Tell me how much you love fucking your son," I demanded. "I love it," she panted. "Your cock feels better than anything. Fill Mommy up." I flipped her onto her back and fucked her missionary, legs over my shoulders so I could go even deeper. She came hard, pussy pulsing around me, screaming my name.
I pulled out and shot ropes of cum across her tits and stomach. Mom rubbed it into her skin, then licked her fingers clean. We didn't stop there. Later that night she woke me up with her mouth again, and we fucked in the shower, against the wall, and finally in her bed until the sun came up. By morning we both knew this wasn't a one-time thing. She kissed me before I left and said, "Come back next weekend, baby. Mommy needs more of that cock."
