She was rinsing dishes when the front door opened. Mike walked in like he owned the place, 19 years old, sweaty from the gym, tank top stuck to his chest. "Tom here?" he asked, dropping his bag.
"Nope. Out with his girlfriend. You need something?" Her eyes dropped straight to his shorts. The outline was already thick and heavy, hanging down his thigh.
Mike grinned. "Just came to grab my charger.
But since you're here…" He stepped closer, no bullshit in his voice. "You keep staring at my dick every time I come over. You want it?"
Her pulse jumped. "You're my son's friend."
"Yeah, and you're wet for this big cock. Admit it." He grabbed her wrist and put her hand on the bulge. It was fat, already half-hard, and longer than her husband's by a mile. "Feel that? Gonna stretch your married pussy wide open."
She squeezed it through the fabric and moaned. "Fuck. It's huge."
Mike yanked his shorts down. His cock slapped up, veined, heavy, the head flared and shiny. "On your knees. Suck it."
She dropped fast, wrapping both hands around the shaft. It was too thick for one. She licked the head, tasting salt, then opened wide and took the first few inches. Her lips stretched. Spit ran down his balls as she bobbed, gagging when it hit the back of her throat.
"Deep throat that big dick," he growled, hand in her hair. He fucked her mouth in short thrusts, making her eyes water. "That's it. Choke on it."
She pulled off gasping, strings of spit connecting her lips to his cock. "Fuck me. Right now."
He spun her around, bent her over the counter, and ripped her shorts and panties down in one move. Two thick fingers shoved into her cunt. "Dripping already. Slutty mom pussy."
He lined up and pushed. The head popped in, then inch after inch of thick shaft. She clawed the counter, moaning loud as he bottomed out, balls pressed to her ass. "God, you're splitting me open."
Mike didn't go slow. He fucked her hard and dirty, hips slapping, the wet sound of her cunt taking every inch filling the kitchen. "Take that big cock. Your son's buddy is ruining this hole."
She pushed back, greedy for more. Every thrust punched deep, making her tits bounce. "Harder. Wreck me."
He pulled out, flipped her onto the kitchen table, and spread her legs wide. He slammed back in, one hand on her throat, the other rubbing her clit. "Look at you. Taking every inch like a whore."
Her orgasm hit fast, cunt clenching around his thickness, juices squirting down his shaft. He kept pounding through it, then pulled out and flipped her again, bending her over the table this time.
He spread her ass and drove back into her pussy, deeper than before. "Gonna fill this cunt. You want my load?"
"Yes—fuck—breed me."
Mike grunted, pace turning brutal. His big cock swelled, then he buried it to the hilt and came, hot thick spurts flooding her. Cum leaked out around his shaft as he kept thrusting, milking every drop.
They stayed like that, breathing hard. He pulled out slow, watching his load drip from her stretched hole. "Same time tomorrow?"
She turned, licked the cum off his cock, and nodded. "Bring that big dick. And don't tell my son."
