She found the comic under his mattress while cleaning, the pages dog-eared and sticky in places. It was the usual filthy mother-son shit: big-titted mom on her knees sucking her son's thick cock while he called her "Mommy" in big speech bubbles. Sarah's face burned but her pussy clenched hard. She was 42, still tight, still wet at the thought of it. Her son Jake was 25 now, built from the gym, and she'd noticed the way he stared at her ass lately.
That night she left the comic open on his bed with a note: "We need to talk about this." When he came home she was waiting in the living room in a thin tank top and shorts, no bra, nipples already hard.
Jake walked in, saw the comic, and froze. "Mom, I"
"Shut up," she said, standing up.
"You like jerking off to moms fucking their sons? You want that?"
He nodded, eyes locked on her tits. She pulled the tank top off and let them drop heavy and full. "Then get your cock out."
He did, fast, already rock hard and leaking. Sarah dropped to her knees right there on the carpet, grabbed the base of his dick and licked the head like she was starving. "This what those comics show? Mommy sucking her boy's big dick?"
"Fuck yes," he groaned. She took him deep, gagging on the length, spit running down his balls while she bobbed her head. Her hand worked the shaft in time with her mouth. Jake's hands went to her hair, fucking her throat in short thrusts.
She pulled off with a wet pop. "Bedroom. Now."
They barely made it to his room before she shoved him onto the bed and climbed on. She peeled her shorts off, pussy already dripping, and straddled him. "You want to fuck your mother? Say it."
"I want to fuck Mom," he growled. She sank down on his cock in one smooth motion, taking every inch. They both moaned loud. Sarah rode him hard, tits bouncing, ass slapping against his thighs while she ground her clit on his pubic bone.
"Harder, you little perv," she hissed. "Fuck Mommy's cunt like you mean it."
Jake flipped her onto her back, hooked her legs over his shoulders and pounded her deep. The wet sounds filled the room. She reached down and rubbed her clit while he slammed into her, cunt gripping him tight.
"Coming," she gasped, back arching as the orgasm hit. Her pussy pulsed around his cock. Jake didn't stop, fucking her through it until he pulled out and shot thick ropes across her tits and stomach.
They lay there breathing hard. Sarah scooped some of his cum onto her finger and licked it clean. "Next time you're going to cum inside Mommy. And we're buying more of those comics."
Jake grinned, already getting hard again. "Yes, Mom."
