had slept in a little extra because it was Sunday, and I had partied all night. I think I also drank a lot. Oh, look at that. There are two girls sleeping in my bed. Okay, I remember now. Phew, these girls were really horny last night. I had never fucked anyone so hard before as fucked them last night. Wait a minute, why the fuck am I awake now? Ohh, my phone is ringing. Who calls this early on Sunday? I pick up the phone, and it's Mom. Holy shit, she called me 10 times! It must be something serious. Ohh fuck, and it's already 11 o'clock.
"Hey, what's up, Mom?"
Her voice sounds kinda sad, though, which is weird. "Alex, sweetheart," Mom says, and her voice is shaky. "I... I don't know how to say this, but... your dad and I..."
"What happened? I'm super worried now."
"We're getting a divorce, Son," she starts crying.
What the fuck did I just hear? It's impossible. Divorce? I can't believe it. "But why, Mom? What happened?" I thought they were doing pretty good together.
It's been three and a half years since I left home for college. They insisted that I should have to live with them and go to the closest college. Yeap, weird, but there was a reason, obviously. I'm their only child and, on top of that, adopted. I really wouldn't mind taking that offer instead of taking a student loan and working part-time to pay for my studio apartment.
But I had to leave. The girls I was banging in my room weren't quiet. Mom and Dad never complained, but I felt responsible and left for good. Now I'm banging more girls. It's really uncool when you tell a girl to have sex in your parent's house. Nowadays, girls have a thing for bbc, so it was always pretty easy for me. I always hooked up with girls who just wanted to have an experience, then they got addicted. Yeap, my white parents adopted a black kid. I was 7 years old when it happened. They were my third try, and it worked out perfectly.
Mom's voice sounds like it's about to break. "It's complicated, Alex. I know you never saw us fighting because we always acted like that in front of you."
"How long?" I asked.
"It started as soon as you left home. It started early and never came forward," Mom replied. "I guess you were the reason it never came out."
What the fuck. How come I never saw that before. It wasn't like I was totally moved from my parent's life. I visited them at least once a month. I even caught them having sex on the couch. I mean, if you are having passionate sex with your partner, then the marriage is working. And based on what I saw, they were more than passionate.
"What's the problem? Did you cheat, or was it him?" I ask. "I don't think you guys should get a divorce over this. It happens sometimes in relationships."
"I'm sorry, Alex," Mom said crying loudly. "I'm so, so sorry."
"Can you at least tell me a little bit about it?" I insisted.
Mom is crying. I think I can wait for the details. I need to support her and calm her down first. Even if she explains what the fuck even I'll understand about relationships. Ever since I put my monster cock in a pussy I've never stopped thinking about putting my rode in a hole as much as possible. I have no type. I fuck every hole my cock can get in. But I do like phat ass. The way they jiggle and the clapping sound make it more fucking good. What the fuck is wrong with me. My mom is getting divorced, and I'm thinking about phat ass. Come on, Alex, think straight. They are the only family I have in this world.
"Mom. I... I understand. Do you want me to come over to you?" I asked.
"Alex, there's... there's something else," Mom hesitated, the weight of her words threatening to crush her beneath their burden. "I... I don't have anywhere to go. Your Dad... he's keeping the house, and I... I have nowhere else to go. I was supposed to get the house, right?"
"Yeah, didn't you go to a lawyer?" I asked.
"I did, but the house is not in your Dad's name. He's a cheeky bastard. Everything he earned, he put in his mom's name," Mom replied.
"There must be a shared bank account or something for you?" I was clueless.
"Nothing. I really never thought about this," Mom was sobbing. "What should I do now?"
"Just pack your bags and move in with me. My apartment is small but big enough for the two of us."
Then, four hours later, there's a knock on my door. I open the door, and it's mom. Her eyes are red. I'm definitely sure that she's been crying all day. Then she rushes into my arms and starts sobbing without saying a word.
I feel a bit surprised seeing my mom like this. She looks sad. I wrap my arms around her tightly to let her know I'm there for her. I don't really know what to say, so letting her cry it out on my shoulder is the only thing I can do now.
After a while, she starts to calm down a bit. She pulls away and wipes her eyes, giving me a weak smile. "Sorry, Alex," she said with a shaky voice. "You're the only family I've now."
I'm not sure what else to do, so I just said, "It's okay, Mom. You can stay here with me as long as you want."
She gives me a grateful look before sighing heavily. "Thanks, son. I dunno what I'd do without ya!" Then I give her a tight hug. It's tough seeing mom like this.
Now it's been three months since Mom and I started living together. She's been trying to find a good job to live alone, but the best she could get was working as a saleswoman in a supermarket. She did try to rent an apartment for herself, but we both knew she wouldn't survive in the city with a minimum wage.
Here is a regular argument we've been having for a while over this.
"Son, you need privacy. I promise I can handle it myself. It's a shared apartment," she argued. Her voice was tinged with concern and a hint of pleading.
"Okay, you can pay me the rent if you are really into roommates," I replied.
"But I don't think it's healthy for you. I know you're not bringing girls here because of me," she said with a mix of guilt and worry.
"It's okay, Mom. I really don't like them here anyway. They always eat my food in the morning. Sometimes they even do lunch here," I lied. I was trying to reassure her while keeping up the facade.
"Hehe, you want me to believe it?" she laughed with a touch of strain. "I'm not your birth mom, but you were little enough to mold you as we wanted. You're just like your dad."
"What? No, I'm not," I was defensive.
"You are. You're a playboy just like your dad," she said softly.
Alright, I was close to finishing college, so I really didn't want her to live alone after all this. I'll get a good job, and only then I'll let her live alone. But she was right that I stopped bringing girls over here. I mean, my mom lives with me, and it's a one-bedroom apartment. Yeap, studio apartment.
For the first couple of days, I slept on the couch. But later, we began sharing the bed. My apartment doesn't have an air conditioner, so it's pretty hot during summer. Though my landlord allowed me to install a window air conditioner, I think ceiling fans are my only option.
It wasn't a big deal for me, actually. I sleep naked. But now that Mom is here, we've put a bolster between us. It's pretty hot at night, so I wear a T-shirt and shorts to bed. But by midnight, I usually take off the T-shirt to cool down. I tend to be a morning person because of my class schedule, so perhaps Mom never saw me sleeping shirtless.
Then, after a few days, the summer heat was getting out of control. We stopped putting the bolster, and Mom didn't mind that I was sleeping shirtless. One night, however, she caught me and then confronted me, saying it was okay. Before we knew it, we were sleeping naked together. Haha, just joking. I don't know where she got her long nightie. But, after a month, she started wearing thigh-high nighties. I mean, I never saw her wearing long ones at home, so I guess she bought them just to sleep with me.
I had never actually seen Mom up this close in a nightie before. She is 43 years old and very thick. Her name is Jenny. Mom looks stunning without any fancy stuff! Her hair is like fire; it can be super red or kinda like fall leaves. Her eyes are the greenest you'll ever see; like looking into a forest! Her skin is glowy and healthy. Not too pale but pale, or just the right amount of pale. She is pretty without even trying!
Mom is a touch above medium height, five feet seven or thereabouts. She boasts a voluptuous figure with noticeable curves. Her shoulders are broad and lead down to a waistline that lacks toning. But her big ample phat ass makes her hips generously curved. Did I just mention that my mom has a phat ass?
Anyway, everything was okay until one night, I cuddled her from behind and started molesting her boobies. The cuddling part was alright, and it was to comfort her during her sleepless night. But I never thought I would play with her boobies in my sleep. Mom never told or complained about it. But one night, I actually found myself doing it. I woke up in the middle of the night and realized I was humping mom. She was the small spoon, and I was grinding my hip against her bare phat ass.
My cock was throbbing, so I just let him out of my shorts, and it slapped Mom's ass. I moved a little forward to grab her boobs again, and my cock slid between her thighs, sitting snugly under her pussy and the head between her cheeks. Then I thrust one third of my cock was left behind, and a soft moan escaped from Mom's mouth.
Now that she was awake, I stopped playing with her nipple. But my hip has its own mind. I pulled out my cock until it was only the head trapped inside her thigh and then slowly thrust back. I wanted to stop hearing Mom's moaning, but my hip was doing it involuntarily. My cock was getting wet with her pussy juices, and my speed was getting higher and higher at the same time.
Then I noticed Mom was also pushing back a little when I was thrusting her. I was so horny to decide what was wrong or right. It was like I was just sleeping with a girl. I picked her up at a bar or party. Plus I was getting enough sex to keep my balls empty but I guess It was just hormones. Now that she wasn't trying to hide her moan anymore, I was trying to fuck her. I was aiming for her pussy and pressing hard to get inside her, but it just slipped every time. Her phat ass made it a little challenging, but she arched her back enough for me to get inside her.
I could feel her panty line preventing me from getting inside. I was too horny to care about it. I just kept thrusting while holding one of her boobies tightly until I burst out my cum and fell asleep right away.
The next day, I woke up alone in bed and thought it was all just a dream. I checked my shorts, and my cock was inside it. Yeap, it was a dream, otherwise, my cock was supposed to be out. Wait a minute. It could go inside itself after getting soft. I came so much last night, so there must be some stain on the bed sheets. I jumped off the bed and looked for some evidence. Holy cow, it wasn't a dream. There was a big cum puddle and lots of cum spurts stained around it. And it was where Mom slept last night.
I looked for Mom, but she wasn't there. I checked the bathroom, and she wasn't there either. So she may have left for work pretty early to avoid me. Ohh fuck no, I raped my mom. Did she also take her stuff with her? I hurriedly checked her clothes, and thank god it was there. I took a shower and ate some breakfast. Surprisingly, Mom left some coffee for me, so maybe she didn't realize I was awake.
I chose not to return home after finishing my classes that day, even though I had no plans with my friends. I was unsure how to face Mom after what I did to her. But If I continued to act this way, she would realize it was intentional. So I texted her that I planned to hang out with my friends tonight.
When I came back, it was pretty late. Mom was sleeping, so I quietly lay beside her like a good boy. I was facing the other side to forget what happened last night. But it was making me horny all over again. Then I thought I wouldn't be able to sleep if I cared about this so much. So I decided to cuddle her, just as I had been doing for the past few months. And it really worked. I fell asleep in no time.
The next day, everything was normal again. I guess Mom really didn't realize that I was awake. I know my mom. It doesn't matter how embarrassing a topic is; my mom will always talk when necessary. Maybe this time, she was too embarrassed to talk about it. Whatever, I'm feeling good that she didn't bring it up. What the heck would I even say if she did?
A month later, I awoke early in the morning and saw something I should never have seen. Mom was just sleeping next to me, but her pussy was exposed. Her panty line moved aside, and I could see her protruding pussy but thin lips. Her slit was short for a woman her size and age. Maybe because she never had a child.
Two months later, one night, Mom was getting ready for bed while I was doing my final exam project. Mom asked me to come to bed, but I wasn't done, not even close. I had to finish it overnight and submit it the next day. I was so stressed that I couldn't even think of a single line to write. Though I had a method to mitigate my stress, I wasn't in the mood to do it. However, I went to the bathroom and jerked off for a while, but no result.
Then I just left everything on the table and lay beside Mom. Fuck it, I'll ask for some time tomorrow. I'll definitely get a bad grade if I finish the project like this. Better I will risk a penalty and secure a good grade. I was overthinking. I couldn't shake the feeling of getting a bad grade in my final semester.
To ease up, I started moving closer to Mom until I was up against her back. I put my arm around her waist and pulled myself tight up against her. I began to feel warmer as we exchanged body heat. Her warmth really felt great. Not that it was a cold night, but my body was.
Mom shifted a little to get a comfortable position, and her butt was rubbing up against my crotch. Her butt cheeks were fantastic; they were like hot soft clouds running along me. It was then that a thought began to creep into my head. I started getting an erection. I felt it pressing between Mom's smooth ass cheeks. I slid my hand slightly down her stomach to just above her pussy. My erection grew as it was pushed through my boxers.
Mom was breathing heavily. Just like last time, she was awake this time too. I didn't want to do anything this time, so I pulled her closer to feel her warmth and then shut my eyes. But still, she wasn't as close as I wanted. I slid my hand up just below her boobies and brought her a bit closer. It was getting hard to control myself, but I wanted her even closer, so I guided my hand up under her arm and between her large boobies. By pressing her chest, I finally got her where I wanted. I was being very bold, knowing Mom was awake, but I was too horny and stressed up to think straight.
My cock was rock hard, and it was painful to keep it inside my shorts, so I pulled my cock out. Then I pressed my cock against her ass. Surprisingly she adjusted herself so that my cock lay between her thighs. My hip involuntarily thrust forward until the top of my cock pressed against her pussy. What the fuck! She was naked underneath with no panties. Her nightie was raised up on her ass cheeks, so I was totally thrusting her bare butt. She pushed down against my cock a bit and let out a small moan. I could feel her juices flowing onto my cock. I pressed harder, and my head slipped close to her hole. Her lips were so wet that my tip was sliding around in the juices.
Unintentionally, my hand tweaked and teased her hard nipples before moving down and carefully prising apart her smoothly waxed folds. One finger rested on her hard clit without moving, but I pulled it away after feeling how Mom's pussy was dripping with wanton lust for me. I couldn't wait any more. My large shiny tip was pressed between Mom's puffy pussy lips. And she moaned with frustration and desperate desire for me. When she made the sound, my hand quickly covered her mouth, and I stuffed three fingers inside. Pulling her jaw downward and making her pant as I realigned my big thick cock with her pussy and slid forward to penetrate my gasping mom deeply. She was pretty tight, and my big cock made it even harder to penetrate her.
Slowly but without pausing, I pushed forward until the whole length of my slut maker was buried in Mom's hot pussy. With her pink and swollen outer lips forced wide open and her tight little hole stretched obscenely around the base of my veiny, thick shaft. It was painful for her to take me inside. But once I was in, she was rocking her hip to feel my big thick cock more. I paused there, enjoying the erotic view and the physical sensations of my mom splayed open and stuffed full in front of me, my cock in her pussy and wet fingers in her mouth, as she groaned with pleasure at being taken like this. It's true, then, that we do act just like animals when we get horny.
After a delicious pause, I slowly withdrew my cock from mom's pussy. Her pussy lips were gripping me. I could feel her lips were stretching with my cock. By seeing her reaction, I was sure that the veins and ridges of my shaft also massaged her inner walls very well. Just as she was about to whimper at the sudden empty feeling, I reversed the motion and sank back into her vaginal canal, which rippled around my shaft. I nuzzled my face in the back of her neck and kissed her back tenderly, but there was no let-up in my accelerating acquisition of her tight pussy. I held her tightly as I continued to enter her and then withdrew again, over and over. Our sweaty skin made quiet noises as we rubbed together. At that point, her nightie was pretty high, and I was shirtless from the beginning. At its deepest point of penetration, my cock completely filled and stretched Mom's pussy and nudged against her cervix at the end.
I continued to make Mom my own in the most natural and primal way. My movements were getting much faster and faster. Mom was just enjoying the good fuck I was giving her. She hasn't resisted a single move I made so far. I was pretty sure she never took a big cock like mine. She was in pure bliss.
As I thrust my swollen womb Raider into her and kissed her neck, she arched her back as much as she could. Which changed the angle of her pussy and allowed me more room to penetrate Mom with increasing speed and force. I grunted softly with each insertion, and Mom mimicked my movements with her own hip to maximize the depth and force of my cock invasion.
Mom squealed with overwhelming pleasure and shut her eyes as her vaginal canal clenched and squeezed around my thick long cock, and an orgasm spread from her genitals throughout her tingling body. The pleasure inundated her whole body. She wriggled and shivered in my arms as I brought her to climax while holding her tight in my arms.
After a few more thrusts, I was also on the brink of orgasm. Mom grasped my hand tightly, lifting her leg into the air to allow the deepest penetration of her pussy so far. After two more movements of my hips, I grabbed Mom's thighs near the groin and pressed her down onto my throbbing cock as I began to ejaculate powerfully into her deepest vaginal canal.
I moaned in relief as my semen spurted into Mom's pussy, streaming into her deepest parts and filling her up, marking her as my willing woman. My member kept on pulsing out thick creamy cum, and my hand made marks in the soft skin of her thigh as I continued to press her down onto me so that every drop of semen was propelled into her eager pussy. I ejaculated such a volume of semen that it completely flooded Mom's womb and started to leak out around the root of my thick cock, mixing with the sweat and her own sexual fluids on her smooth bald pussy lips. Mom sighed in ecstasy as her pussy brimmed with the frothy ejaculation of her son, and she relaxed against my chest.
The next morning, Mom and I sat at the kitchen table, the aroma of freshly brewed coffee filling the air as they indulged in our usual breakfast routine. Mom seemed her regular cheerful self, humming as she poured a steaming cup of coffee and prepared her toast.
"Mom," I began tentatively, my voice breaking through the comfortable silence. "I don't know how to say this, but are you on birth control?"
Mom paused mid-bite, her fork frozen in mid-air as she turned to look at me, surprise flickering in her eyes. "No, why do you ask?" she replied, her tone laced with curiosity.
I hesitated, unsure how to articulate my concerns without causing Mom any distress. "You do remember what happened last night, right?"
Mom's expression softened as she realized the source of my worry. "Oh, honey, I'm sorry for the confusion. I should have clarified that first thing in the morning. I'm not on birth control because I don't need to."
My worry deepened at Mom's admission, my mind racing with all the potential risks and consequences. "But Mom, what if something happens? What if you get pregnant?"
"Haha, I don't even remember the last time I ever took birth control pills," she replied.
"How about the morning-after pill, just in case?" I asked.
Mom smiled reassuringly, squeezing my hand gently. "I understand your concerns, Son. But I've shared this with you before. I adopted you because I couldn't have children of my own."
"Ohh yes. You're right," I replied.
"I guess we'll just have to be extra careful from now on," she said.
"I'm sorry Mom. I should have controlled myself," I apologize.
"It wasn't your first time though?" she replied.
"Mom, I'm really sorry. I got used to living with girls and I do such things without realizing it," I explained.
"I understand. That's why I wanted to move," Mom said with a straight face.
"Mom, are you mad at me?" I asked.
"You tell me. Should I be?" she asked back.
"I guess you have every right to be," I admitted, feeling a pang of guilt. "I just didn't think about how my behavior might affect you."
Mom sighed, her expression softening slightly. "It's okay, honey. I know it's been an adjustment for both of us since your dad and I got divorced. We're still figuring things out."
"I promise I'll try to be more mindful," I assured her earnestly. "I don't want to make you uncomfortable."
"But I have to admit you really became a lady's man," Mom teased.
"Haha, now you're teasing me to make me feel good," I replied.
Mom grinned mischievously. "Oh, come on, don't be modest. Now I know why those girls screamed at your dad's house knowing your parents were home," she teased.
"Mom, stop," I was blushing.
"Just one question. Why did you put your fingers in my mouth?" she asked with a sneaky smile.
"You hated it?" I asked back.
"I loved it but I'm pretty sure there was a reason behind it and it's not about making me feel good," she replied. "So what was it?"
"You really want to talk about that?" I asked.
"Now you're embarrassed?" Mom said with raised brows.
"Alright. I did it because I didn't want you to scream," I replied.
"How did you know that I'll scream?" she asked.
"Experience I guess" I replied with a grin.
"So you do this with every girl you meet? And later ask them if they are on birth control or not?" she asked.
"No, of course not," I replied softly. "You're different. You're special to me. Please don't compare yourself to anyone else. What we have is unique and meaningful."
"Wow. Then you really wanted me for a long time," she teased.
"Mom, now you're putting me in a difficult position," I replied.
"If you can master that position we tried last night, then I'm convinced there's no position you can't handle. It was unlike anything I've experienced before. My body just responds to you in ways it hasn't with anyone else," she exclaimed.
"Let me guess, they always blamed your phat ass?" I asked.
"Phat ass? Excuse me? Who said you could talk like that in front of your mother?" Mom exclaimed, her tone stern before a playful chuckle followed. "Just kidding, darling. You do know how to keep things interesting. Tell me, why am I not surprised? But it's true they always blamed my ass. Son, am I fat?"
"Fat? No way. You're everything I crave. Every curve, every inch of you drives me wild." My voice lowered, filled with desire. "You're not just perfect, you're irresistible." Leaning closer, I whispered huskily, "And I can't get enough of you."
Mom felt the intensity of my words wash over her, igniting a passionate flame within. With a soft smile, she leaned in closer, her voice a sultry whisper, "Show me then, how much you can't get enough of me."
With a swift motion, I sit up, pulling Mom close, and I kissed her so fucking deeply. I bent down to kiss her neck and it sent shivers down her spine. It was all so fucking fast and so fucking hot. I groped her big breasts through her tank top as I plunged my tongue deep into her hot wet mouth. Mom moaned through my deep kisses as she felt a hand slide over her panties and started stroking her sopping wet pussy.
"Mmm, I am in heaven," Mom exclaimed. "It seems like you know exactly where and when to touch my thick full body."
"You're enjoying it?" I asked while kissing her.
"Yes, ummh. You are making me yours and I want you to," Mom moaned.
I grabbed two handfuls of her big mommy butt and told her to work my thick cock. Mom quickly grabbed a hold of my big cock through my shorts.
"Oh my, It is the biggest cock I've ever held," Mom was surprised.
I kissed Mom even harder with my wet tongue as she ran her hand up and down my fat throbbing cock.
"I can feel a wet spot of precum seeping through your pants right where the giant head of your cock is," Mom exclaimed.
"You like it?" I asked.
"It is making me really fucking horny. I needed to see it right now," she replied. "Let's move to the couch."
I sat down on our couch and Mom soon followed. She dropped to her knees. Then she followed by pulling up her tank top to let out the beautiful boobies I was craving for a while.
"Get it out..." Mom managed to say it.
"I want you to get it out, Mom," I said with a devious smile.
I didn't have to tell her twice. Was this really happening? My heart was racing as she started pulling my shorts down. She was really excited that she pulled down my shorts in one pull and my cock sprang out.
As her eyes land on my cock, her breath catches in her throat, and her hands tremble with excitement. Shocked and delighted.
"Is this real?" she gasps, her voice trembling with incredulity.
I nodded, unable to contain my own excitement as I watched Mom's reaction. Her hand eagerly reached toward her son's cock...then she finally grasped the long throbbing massive rod.
"It's unreal, Son. I've never seen a cock this big. Look at your huge cock veins. I was wondering how you were scratching my inside so well last night," she exclaimed. "Your big thick cock is truly magnificent. Your scent filled my nostrils, it made me feel like I'm in heat."
She just held my big cock in her small hands and took long slow deliberate licks of my bulbous purple cockhead. I was leaking precum steadily now as she greedily licked my tip.
"Taste good?" I asked.
"Your big leaking thick cock tastes incredible, honey," she replied.
Mom licked my massive cock up and down its entire length for almost two full minutes before I had to put my hand placed directly on top of her head to let her know it was time to worship my cock.
"Son I know, It is time but it is just So Fucking BIG though," Mom exclaimed. "Being faced with your big cock is making me nervous. I am not sure if I can even get it in my mouth, let alone suck you the way you deserve."
"Just open that amazing mouth, Mom. Don't be afraid. I can tell you're a little unsure." I said.
And Mom did. She opened her mouth for my big thick cock. She really wanted this so fucking badly. Then I slowly fed my cock into her mouth bit by bit. Her mouth was stretched to her limit, thankfully it wasn't even a centimeter thicker, or else this would be impossible. When I had pushed barely half of my huge cock in, she started to gag. I pulled my cock out of her, to give her some relief because she was obviously struggling. She just couldn't take it any further.
"Thank you..." Mom said, smiling with a drool hanging off her chin. "I'm embarrassed that I couldn't even take half of your delicious cock into my mouth."
"Mom...Look at me," I commanded.
I took on a completely different demeanor now. My strong left hand tightly gripped the back of Mom's head.
Mom looked at me eagerly and said, "Just do what you want to do with me."
Mom was completely under my control. She would have done anything I had told her to do...anything. As she sucked my cock, I made her direct eye contact with me. It was all getting so fucking hot that she sneaked a hand down the front of her panties and started rubbing over her hot soaking-wet pussy. I could see the wetness through her thin cotton panties. She was so horny for my cock that she couldn't stand it. Maybe the feeling of guilt was there but my cock was just too delicious for her. My juices leaked into her hot hungry mouth as she worshiped me. She occasionally switched from sucking as much of my meat as she could to kissing it from base to tip. Clearly, my throbbing cock was intoxicating to her. Mom craved it more and more as she sucked me off.
I started pushing the back of Mom's head as I pushed myself further into her mouth, and I could tell she wanted me to. She gagged as I picked up the pace. Face-fucking her slowly at first and then gaining speed. She was a mess. I was using her mouth as my personal fuck-toy. She braced herself by gripping my hips as I made her take more than half of cock this time. I pushed hard to get a little bit more inside her mouth. She couldn't take another millimeter of this monster cock in her mouth even if her life depended on it. But I had found the sweet spot for myself. It was not as deep as I clearly wanted but deep enough to slowly begin face-fucking her. I was pleased with her for trying her hardest at her first time.
"Just a little bit more, Mom. Keep that eye contact. I love my slu... girls more when they are obedient," I said. "I reward them every time for being such a good obedient girl."
I knew I was close and I picked up the pace even more. Mom still did her absolute best to maintain eye contact with me as she was told. She was so turned on as I was watching that enormously fat cock slam in and out of her spit-covered face. She just locked eyes with me waiting for the moment when I shot my fucking hot load into her hungry mouth.
"Are you ready for me??" I asked with a deep sexy tone. Mom's pussy was absolutely drenched as my massive thick cock slid easily into her hot salivating mouth.
I tensed up before grabbing the back of Mom's head and shoving my cock into her spit-covered face harder than I had this whole time. It pressed firmly against the back of her throat. She had to brace herself by putting her hands on my hips.
Mom stared firmly into my eyes as I began to dump hot jets of warm gooey spunk into her greedy mouth. Right away she wasn't sure if she could swallow it all. It was shooting into her mouth and throat in long heavy blasts. She just wanted to be a good little slut for me and let me use her mouth as a disposal for my thick delicious load. She tried to keep up but it became too much and my hot cum went spilling out of the corners of her mouth and down onto her exposed boobies. They were already wet with strands of spit and now they were getting covered in warm gooey delicious fucking cum.
I pulled my glistening rod out of Mom's mouth, just in time for it to shoot another two long hot ropes of cum directly into her face and hair. My thick warm cum slowly leaked down her face. Eventually, most of the long strands of cum and spit settled on her boobies.
"My stomach is so delightfully filled with your hot cum and it feels so good. Who needs breakfast right?" she giggled.
My smile was big and bright as I looked at Mom. She sat patiently on her knees, covered in cum and spit, just looking up in awe of me.
"You really are special Mom, I haven't met anyone like you for a long long time," I said.
Mom's lust was on a level that she couldn't comprehend. She was ready to please me in any way she could. I stood up and got behind her, stroking my slick monstrously large cock. Just like a bitch in heat she put her huge plump round ass up into the air.
"You know, you're pretty special yourself," Mom said as she slowly moved her big round ass back and forth.
"So willing. So eager. Such delicate fair skin. Such amazingly deep green eyes. Such a thick delicious body and you give it away to me so naturally. You are perfect, Mom," I replied.
"You always know how to make your old mom feel loved," Mom replied, her voice soft with gratitude.
I knelt down and flopped my big thick cock onto her phat ass with a light fleshy thud. "You ready?" I asked.
"Wow, It is somehow still rock hard. I'm really nervous now, Son," Mom exclaimed. "It was fucking huge in my mouth but now I can truly feel its weight."
"You already took it last night," I replied. "Do you want me to stop?"
"Please fuck me, Son," Mom was begging. "I need to feel your big thick fucking cock stretch my dripping wet pussy right fucking now."
I was a little surprised watching Mom acting like that. It wasn't a new thing to me but watching Mom was definitely. It was so shameful and so fucking hot. She was so eager for my enormous cock pulsating at the top of her big juicy ass. I could see everything, her bald pussy and slick wet asshole as she held them up for me.
"Mom, are you sure you want to do this? I'm not sure I'll be able to control myself once we start it," I warned her.
"Yes...I do...anything..." Mom said moving her big round chubby ass beneath my cock. "Fuck me...please...PLEASE?? Put it in me...I need to feel it. I'm not sure I can wait anymore for it...just please stretch my fucking pussy with that big fucking cock baby."
Mom was almost entirely unprepared as my cock withdrew from atop her big ass and slowly slid over her hot wet asshole, finally coming to rest against her aching hot wet pussy. Her pussy was more than sopping wet, as the bulbous head of my cock began its perfect assault. The growing pressure from this extra-slow thrust made her almost cum.
"Oh my fucking god..." Mom said quietly as she bit into her bottom lip.
My huge leaking cockhead pushed steadily forward against her sopping wet pussy-hole. There was no going back now. My cock was slowly entering her, stretching her to a previously unknown level.
I heard a moan that I didn't want to hear after all the foreplay, so I asked, "Mom, you okay?"
"I'll admit, at first it was a little painful as my pussy stretched around the head of your cock, as it continued... Ohhhhh Fuuuuck..." Mom screamed into the floor as my cock suddenly slipped in nearly half of its length. She clenched her teeth and backed herself into me as I pushed forward into her.
I was silent as I withdrew my cock from her tight soaking-wet hole before sending it right back into her again hard. The more I did this, the more she could take off my massive thick cock. It was incredible. I kept her on the verge of orgasm for what was an eternity for her, as I slowly pulled my cock nearly all the way out of her, before powerfully slamming it back in just a bit further. This went on and on until she could eventually take what felt like three-quarters of my whole length.
"I'll be a good slut for you son. Just let me cum a little bit. When I was going to go over the edge, you wouldn't let me finish," Mom exclaimed.
Mom wanted me to dump my hot fucking cum load deep inside her throbbing wetness so badly. Gradually it became a steady rhythm of harder and harder fucks. My long deep strokes picked up speed and that's when Mom felt the biggest orgasm of her entire life began to build.
There was no stopping this now. I felt it building up inside her, as she slammed her big sweaty ass back into my cock.
"Give me that fucking phat ass," I said with a new commanding tone.
Mom listened. "Oh fuck, I'm going to cum!" Mom screamed.
Mom was losing her fucking mind as I pounded her hard overstretched pussy. I fucked it like I owned it and right then, I did. I owned this pussy.
"Oh shit! There!" Mom moaned out as her pussy convulsed harder with every slam. Her brain was melting as she spasmed into the most intense orgasm of her life. She began to flood the carpet with her wetness as she came and I drove myself into her again and again. I was making her squirt. I couldn't believe how much she was cumming for me.
After catching her breath she started talking again. "Cum, do it. Cum deep into my wet fucking pussy!" Mom demanded. "Breed your Mom. Put a baby inside me."
"This pussy belongs to me now. It is mine," I said as I was fucking Mom back and forth on my fat cock.
"Y-yes! It's yours, son. My body belongs to you..." Mom moaned like a cock-hungry slut.
I had her with her boobies smashed into the floor as I pounded her phat sweaty ass.
"Fucking cum in me! Use my fucking pussy! Make me your filthy slut forever!" Just as those obscene words escaped Mom's lips, another orgasm was building.
Mom almost saw stars as my massive hard cock slammed into her big round ass harder and faster than ever. I started to grunt like an animal as I fucked her. Her brain officially melted, as another heavy orgasm began to swallow her whole. She felt herself once again start convulsing on my enormous cock. She came as I was pounding her senseless and she loved every second of it.
"Are you my cock hungry slut?" I asked as I used her hot wet hole like it was my toy.
"Y-yes! I am yours...fuck me like the slut that I am," Mom screamed. I couldn't believe what we were saying. We both were acting like animals. Literally forgot that we shared a sacred bond.
I began slamming my fucking hard meaty cock into her again and again like Mom was nothing. Soon she felt the first warm gush inside her poor aching overstretched pussy. I was starting to cum. Long hot blasts of hot cum, filled her over-stuffed pussy. My unusually large deposit of semen overflowed from her pussy and poured onto the already soaking-wet carpet below her as I came. For the second time in minutes, she began to squirt long and hard down directly into the already-drenched carpet. I never stopped fucking her. I was making her my cock-slut forever. I was extra determined today. I normally make every girl my slut but today I really wanted to convert Mom permanently.
The thrusts of my cock began to slow down and it throbbed less and less. Soon, all she could feel was my enormous cock still stretching her out as it pulsed inside her.
"I'm truly exhausted. To think, you just fucked me for a few minutes...I can't begin to imagine what it will be like to be yours for a whole night...or a whole day...or a whole week. I will probably need to be fucking hospitalized," Mom exclaimed.
"I'll take good care of you Mom. From now on, you'll be my one and only woman," I replied.
I withdrew from Mom's aching pussy. I slapped my massive cum-covered cock down on top of her huge round ass. I let it rest there for a minute while she caught her breath. Mom's poor abused pussy was drenched with her son's thick white baby batter.
"I'm feeling like I am covered in your delicious seed from head to toe. I must look ridiculous," Mom said as she struggled to pull her cum spattered face from the carpeted floor. "You ruined me forever. I loved it."
I stuffed my slick wet cock back down into my pants. I knew Mom was watching it closely. I smiled coyly.
Mom stood up with some effort and tried to fix her clothes but there was no hiding that she had been fucked hard and good. She was a sweaty, hot, and sticky mess. Then she was sliding a hand down over her hot cum-soaked pussy and started finger-fucking her cum drenched pussy.
"I don't know why but I'm getting a feeling that I'll get pregnant from this," Mom said as slowly she withdrew her slick fingers from her aching cum-filled pussy and put it inside her mouth. She continued plunging her fingers into her wet cum-filled pussy and bringing them to her cum covered lips to taste again and again. It was blissful.
Then I took a shower and left Mom to go to college. I met my professor and asked for more time. Surprisingly, he gave me more time. He was a little disappointed that I didn't finish it on time, but I was one of his favorite students, so it wasn't that hard to ask for more time.
Mom texted me to meet her during lunch. We needed to talk about our new dynamics. I visited her workplace and started eating lunch in the back of the office.
"Son," Mom stopped, embarrassed. I could see the hesitation and guilt on her face.
"Mom, it's okay. Nothing has changed between us. I still respect you as I did before, and I'll be your son no matter what," I reassured her.
"Thank you, sweetheart," Mom said, her voice softening with relief. "I just can't shake the words I said to you."
"I understand, Mom," I replied, reaching out to pull her close to me. We were sitting side by side. "How about we keep our regular life separate from our..."
"You're right, Son. Thank you once again. I was really worried about how I'll talk to you from now on," she confessed. "But I really meant every word I said."
"I know, Mom. I just love you so much that I really hate when I see you uncomfortable. Just let me get a good job, I promise you'll never have to work anymore. I'll buy you a house bigger than Dad's."
"I love you too, sweetheart," Mom said, her eyes glistening with emotion. "But you don't have to worry about me. I appreciate your love and concern more than anything."
"But it's my turn to take care of you now. You've done so much for me over the years," I replied, smiling warmly.
Mom's perspective:
I sit anxiously in the doctor's office, my heart pounding with anticipation and nerves. The past seven weeks have been a whirlwind of emotions since that second line appeared on the pregnancy test at home. Now, I'm here, alone, seeking confirmation from a medical professional.
The door opens, and the doctor enters with a warm smile, instantly putting me at ease. The doctor looks over my file, then turns his attention to me, his gaze gentle yet probing.
"Let's go through your symptoms," he says, his tone comforting yet professional. "Starting with a missed period. Have you noticed any irregularities or changes in your menstrual cycle recently?"
I nod, feeling a knot form in my stomach. "Yes, my period is overdue by a couple of weeks now. It's not typical for me."
The doctor makes a note on his pad before continuing, "And how about nausea or vomiting? Have you experienced any morning sickness?"
The memories of queasiness and occasional trips to the bathroom flood back. "Yes, quite a bit, especially in the mornings, but sometimes it hits me at random times throughout the day."
"Fatigue?" the doctor prompts, his pen poised to jot down my response.
I nod again, feeling a wave of exhaustion wash over me just at the mention of it. "Yes, I've been feeling unusually tired lately, even after a full night's sleep."
The doctor scribbles something down before moving on. "Breast tenderness or swelling?"
I shift uncomfortably in my seat, feeling a pang of discomfort in my chest. "Yes, my breasts have been feeling sore and swollen, especially around the nipples."
"And frequent urination?" the doctor asks, his voice steady.
I nod once more, feeling a flush of embarrassment at the intimate nature of the question. "Yes, I've been needing to use the bathroom much more frequently than usual."
The doctor nods, his expression thoughtful. "Based on your symptoms, along with the positive pregnancy test, it's highly likely that you're pregnant."
After reviewing my medical history once again, the doctor suggests conducting a pregnancy test to confirm my suspicions. As I wait for the results, my mind races with a mix of excitement and apprehension. What if it's not real? What if there's been some mistake?
Finally, the doctor returns, holding a clipboard with my medical file. His expression is unreadable as he meets my eyes.
"Congratulations," the doctor says gently. "You are indeed pregnant."
Relief floods through me, and I can't help but let out a shaky breath. It's real. I'm going to be a mother.
"Given your medical history, it's quite remarkable. It seems that your new relationship may have played a role in this outcome."
Confusion clouds my mind as I try to comprehend the doctor's words. "What do you mean?" I ask, my voice barely above a whisper.
"Stress and emotional factors can sometimes impact fertility. It's possible that the newfound happiness and stability in your relationship with your new partner may have positively influenced your body's ability to conceive," The doctor explains.
I sit there, stunned, processing the profound implications of what the doctor has just said. Could it be true? Could my son's love really have played a part in this miracle?
#I don't think I'll continue this story.