I walked in on her one night, door half open, and there she was on the bed with her legs spread, fingers buried deep in her wet cunt. Mom looked up, didn't stop, just locked eyes with me and said, "Come here, baby. You've been staring too long."
I was already hard, cock straining against my jeans. She pulled her fingers out, shiny with her juices, and licked them clean. "Lock the door," she ordered. I did. She got on her knees at the edge of the bed, reached for my belt, and yanked my pants down. My cock sprang free, thick and leaking. She wrapped her hand around it, gave it a slow stroke, then opened her mouth and swallowed half of it in one go.
"Fuck, Mom," I groaned.
She sucked hard, tongue swirling under the head, spit running down my shaft. Her free hand cupped my balls, squeezing just right while she bobbed her head, taking more each time until her nose pressed against my stomach. I grabbed her hair and started fucking her mouth, short thrusts that made her gag and drool.
She pulled off with a wet pop. "Get on the bed. I want that cock in me." She stripped fast, tits heavy and nipples stiff, pussy shaved smooth and glistening. I climbed up, and she pushed me onto my back, climbed on top, and sank down on my dick in one smooth motion. She was tight, hot, and soaked. Her walls gripped me as she started riding, hips rolling, tits bouncing.
I reached up and grabbed them, thumbs rubbing her nipples while she fucked me harder. "That's it, use Mommy's pussy," she panted. She leaned forward, hands on my chest, and ground down, clit rubbing against me with every stroke. I thrust up to meet her, slapping skin loud in the room.
She flipped us over without pulling off, legs wrapping around me. "Harder," she demanded. I slammed into her, deep and fast, the bed creaking. Her nails dug into my back. "Fill me up, son. Cum in your mother's cunt." That pushed me over. I buried myself to the hilt and exploded, thick ropes of cum pumping into her. She came right after, pussy clenching and milking every drop, moaning my name.
We didn't stop there. She rolled onto all fours, ass up, and I slid back in, pounding her from behind while I reached around to rub her clit. She came again, screaming into the pillow. Later she sucked me hard once more and rode me slow until I filled her a second time.
We lay there sweaty and sticky, her head on my chest. "This stays between us," she whispered, already stroking me again. I nodded, already hard for round three.
