But then Max shifted higher.
He pressed the blunt tip of his enormous cock right against her tight, puckered asshole.
Mom's eyes flew wide open.
"Wait… that's the wrong hole." she gasped, her voice still hoarse from all the moaning and deepthroating earlier. Her body tensed, ass cheeks clenching instinctively around the pressure.
Max chuckled low and deep, not moving away at all. He kept the head of his cock pressed firmly against her virgin-tight asshole, rubbing it in slow, teasing circles.
"I know..." he said casually, like they were discussing the weather. "I just wanted to fuck your asshole, Mrs. Elena. Been thinking about this fat ass all night."
"No, wait—" Mom started, her voice cracking with surprise and a hint of nervousness. She tried to glance back at him over her shoulder, her long black hair messy and sticking to her flushed, sweaty skin. Her massive F-cup breasts hung heavily beneath her, nipples still stiff and dark from everything that had happened.
But before Max could push forward even an inch, he suddenly turned his head and looked straight at me, still standing there frozen. His expression was completely relaxed, almost friendly, as if he wasn't currently pressing his huge cock against my own mother's asshole in her bedroom while she was on all fours, leaking another man's cum.
"Rob, you're still here?" he asked casually, one eyebrow raised. He sound just genuinely surprised, like he had forgotten I was even in the room. "Dude, it's super late. You should probably head back to bed."
Mom turned her head toward me too, her face still flushed deep red, eyes glassy with a mix of lingering lust and exhaustion.
Her voice came out soft and caring, the same gentle tone she always used with me, even now. "Honey… Robbie… it's been such a long night for everyone. You've already seen so much. Why don't you go get some rest in your room? Mommy's… a little tired, but I'll be okay. We can talk in the morning, alright? Go on, baby. Close the door on your way out."
Her words were so natural, so casually maternal, that they almost made the whole situation feel even more surreal. She wasn't yelling or embarrassed in front of me — she was just gently suggesting I leave, like she was telling me to go to bed after a long party because it was past my bedtime. Max nodded in agreement, still casually rubbing the head of his cock against her tight asshole in slow circles, not pushing in yet but clearly eager to.
"Yeah, man..." Max added, his tone easy and friendly. "We've all had way too much to drink and… well, things got a little wild tonight. Your mom needs to wind down. Go crash, bro. We'll be fine."
I stood there for a long second, my heart hammering in my chest. My cock was hard, throbbing at the thought of what was about to happen — Max sliding that massive thing into my mother's virgin asshole while she was still leaking. Part of me desperately wanted to stay and watch every second of it. The jealousy and arousal were twisting together so tightly I could barely breathe.
But another part of me screamed at me to leave.
Fuck… what the hell am I thinking? I thought, shame flooding through me. She's my mother. I shouldn't even be here watching this, let alone wanting to see her get fucked in the ass by my best friend.
I swallowed hard, my throat dry. "Yeah… okay." I muttered quietly, my voice barely above a whisper. "Goodnight, Mom."
She gave me a soft, tired smile. "Goodnight, baby. Sleep well."
Max just nodded once, already turning his attention back to her raised ass. "Night, Rob. Close the door behind you."
I turned around slowly, my legs feeling heavy, and stepped out of the room. The last thing I saw before I pulled the door shut was Max gripping Mom's hips tighter, the fat head of his cock still pressed firmly against her tight asshole, ready to push inside. The soft click of the door closing echoed in the hallway like a final, heavy punctuation mark.
Then I heard it.
Right through the closed door — a sudden, sharp, needy moan from Mom.
"Ahhhn~!"
Max's deep, strained voice followed immediately after, low and rough with lust. "Fuck… it's too tight… relax for me, Elena… just breathe…"
My cock twitched violently in my pants, throbbing so hard it almost hurt. Without thinking, my hand moved down and pressed against the thick bulge, squeezing it once through the fabric as fresh precum leaked into my underwear.
This is so wrong. I should just go back to my room right now.
I forced my hand away from my aching cock, took a deep, shaky breath, and started walking down the hallway toward my own bedroom.
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