I never planned for it to happen, but once it started there was no stopping. My mom had always been the woman I jerked off to in secret, her big tits and thick ass driving me crazy since I turned eighteen. That night she came home from a bad date, drunk and frustrated, and caught me stroking my cock to her old bikini photos on my laptop.
She stood in the doorway in a tight black dress, nipples hard through the fabric. "Is that what you do when I'm not looking, baby?" she asked, voice low and thick. I froze, hand still wrapped around my throbbing dick, but she didn't yell. She walked in, closed the door, and pulled the dress over her head. No bra, no panties. Just smooth skin and a shaved pussy already glistening.
"Come here," she said, climbing onto my bed. She wrapped her fingers around my shaft and started stroking, slow and firm. "You've got such a nice cock. Mommy's been thinking about this too." Her mouth followed, lips stretching around the head as she sucked me deep, tongue swirling while her hand pumped the base. I groaned and thrust into her throat, watching spit drip down her chin onto those heavy tits.
She pulled off with a wet pop and straddled me, rubbing her wet slit along my length. "You want to fuck your mom?" she whispered, eyes locked on mine. I grabbed her hips and slammed up into her tight cunt in one thrust. She cried out, riding me hard, tits bouncing as she ground down on every inch. "Fuck yes, fill Mommy's pussy," she moaned, bouncing faster.
We switched positions fast. I flipped her onto her back, spread her legs wide, and pounded her deep, balls slapping her ass with every stroke. She clawed my back and begged for more, dirty words spilling out.
"Harder, fuck your slut mom. Cum inside me." I did, shooting thick ropes deep in her spasming cunt while she came screaming my name.
We didn't stop there. She got on all fours next, ass up, and I ate her from behind before sliding back into her soaked hole. Her pussy milked me as I fucked her rough, slapping her ass red. Later she sucked me clean and let me tit-fuck those perfect breasts until I painted her face and tongue.
By morning we were still going, her riding me reverse cowgirl while I fingered her ass, both of us lost in the filthy heat of it. It became our secret. Every chance we got, she was on her knees or bent over, taking her son's cock like she was made for it. No guilt, just raw need and endless cum.
