She was already bent over the kitchen table when I walked in, her skirt hiked up and her bare ass pushed out like she knew exactly what time I'd get home. "Lock the door," Mom said, voice low and rough. "Your father's not coming back till tomorrow."
I dropped my keys and crossed the room fast. My cock was hard before I even touched her. She reached back and spread her cheeks, showing me that tight little hole she'd been training for weeks. "You want this ass?" she asked. "Then take it. No more teasing."
I spit on my fingers and shoved two straight into her. She grunted, pushing back onto them. Her asshole clenched hot and greedy around my knuckles. "Fuck, Mom, you're already open," I said, working them in deeper, twisting. She moaned and reached under to rub her clit.
"Been thinking about your cock all day," she said. "Want it in my ass. Want you to fuck it raw."
I pulled my fingers out and dropped my pants. My dick slapped against her cheek, thick and leaking. I rubbed the head up and down her crack, smearing precum over her hole. Then I pushed. She was tight but ready, and the head popped in with a wet sound that made us both groan.
"Goddamn, that's it," she hissed. "Shove it in. Stretch my asshole."
I grabbed her hips and drove forward, burying half my length in one thrust. Her ass gripped me like a fist, hot and pulsing.
I pulled back and slammed in again, bottoming out this time. My balls slapped her pussy. She was dripping down her thighs.
"Fuck me," she begged. "Harder. Use that ass."
I started pounding. The table creaked under us. Every thrust made a filthy wet slap. I watched my cock disappear into her stretched hole, the ring gripping me on every pull. She reached back and spread herself wider so I could go deeper. "Deeper, baby. Fuck Mommy's asshole like you own it."
I leaned over her, one hand in her hair, and railed her. Sweat dripped off me onto her back. Her moans got louder, dirtier. "That's it, fuck that tight hole. Fill it up. I want to feel you cum in my ass."
I reached under and shoved two fingers into her pussy while I kept pounding her ass. She was soaked. Her walls fluttered around my fingers every time my cock hit bottom in her rear. "Gonna cum," she warned. "Don't stop."
She came hard, asshole clenching and pulsing around my dick, pussy gushing over my hand. I didn't slow down. I fucked her through it, then pulled out, flipped her onto her back on the table, and shoved back into her ass in one motion. Her legs went over my shoulders. I watched her face while I drilled her.
Her tits bounced with every thrust. Her mouth hung open. "Harder," she gasped. "Make it hurt a little."
I gave it to her. Deep, rough strokes that made her whimper and beg. When I felt my balls tighten I pulled almost all the way out, then slammed in to the root and unloaded. Thick ropes of cum pumped straight into her asshole. She moaned the whole time, rubbing her clit through another quick orgasm as I filled her.
I stayed inside her while we caught our breath, my cock softening in her cum-slick ass. She smiled up at me, lazy and satisfied. "Round two in the shower," she said. "This time I want you to watch it leak out of me first."
We didn't make it to the shower right away. She stayed on the table, legs spread, and let me watch my cum trickle from her stretched hole while she fingered herself. Then she got on her knees and sucked me clean, tasting her own ass on my cock before we started all over again.
