I came home early from college, and I was about to walk into the room when I heard my mom on the phone. My mind began to wander as I stood in the hallway, leaning against the wall and listening to her conversation. Her voice was soft, yet tinged with a hint of desperation.
“Kelly, I know I need to get out more,” Mom said, her blouse slightly open, exposing the creamy swell of her breasts. Her tight jeans hugged her curvy hips as she paced around the living room. “Trust me, you don’t think I want a man. I haven’t had a cock in ten years.” A shiver ran down my spine at the raw honesty in her voice.
I almost gasped when she continued, “I even walked past Carl’s door last night and through the gap, I caught him jerking his cock. And oh shit, he has a big one.” Her words hung in the air, painting a vivid image in my mind. “No, no, Kelly, I didn’t do anything with him. God, he’s my son… but I was tempted to want his cock.”
Holy shit, Mom saw me last night, and fuck, she was tempted. I left her peacefully on the phone and sneaked to my room, unable to shake off the thought of my own mother craving penetration. The idea of her needing my cock made my head spin and my dick twitch in my boxers. I couldn’t get her words out of my head – should I, even if… could I?
Later that night, I saw her on the couch, drinking wine and lost in thought. She was wearing a short, black silky nightgown that clung to her body, the deep V-neckline showcasing her ample cleavage. It was a warm evening, and I was already in just my boxers, feeling the heat rise in my loins.
“Hey, Mom, are you okay?” I asked, sitting down next to her, trying to think of the right words to tease her without being crude or forward. “I can drink with you if you want, Mom.”
She turned to me, her brown eyes searching mine, and for a moment, I saw a flash of that desperate need from earlier. Her voice was softer when she replied, “Carl, you’re growing up into such a handsome young man. I’m proud of you. Ok go get a glass from the kitchen and you can have a drink.”
I felt a surge of pride and a strange sense of warmth at her words. “Thanks, Mom,” I said, trying to play it cool as my gaze wandered over her curves. I went to get a glass and also came back with a bottle of Jack Daniels. “You look nice tonight, by the way.”
Mom blushed, a soft, pink hue spreading across her cheeks. “Oh, this old thing?” she laughed, running a hand over the silky fabric of her nightgown. “I wasn’t expecting company. Haha, you’re planning on getting me drunk.”
I smiled, feeling emboldened. “I just figured I’d have a drink with my beautiful mom, so what if we get drunk.” I leaned back, stretching my long legs out on the couch, making sure my boxers strained against the growing bulge of my cock.
3 Hours later I was tipsy and my mom was even more so and giddy she was practically nearly laid down on that couch. Her nightie rode up a little and I could see her red panties.
“Another,” she hiccuped holding her glass out as I topped it up. “I am so fucking horny… shit… I mean.”
I took her glass off her and put it on the nearby coffee table. ” Sweetie… what… what are you doing?”
I touched her inner thigh and parted her leg a little and I shuffled up and I was now between her legs. My hand ran slowly up her thighs. “Trust me, Mom, you’re not the only one who is horny.”
“Aww sweetie… we… we can’t, I so wish we could but…” I cut her off my hand between her legs rubbing her pussy and rubbing slowly in circles but applying pressure through the material of her damp panties.
Her breath hitched, and she squirmed, her legs parting further as an impish smile spread across my face. “Shhh, Mom, just relax,” I whispered, my fingers deftly unfastening her waistband and slipping beneath the elastic of her panties.
Moist heat enveloped my hand as I caressed her slick folds, the tips of my fingers teasing her sensitive clit. She gasped, her hips arching involuntarily off the couch. “Mmm, Carl… oh God, that feels so good.” Her voice was a breathless whisper, laced with desire.
I inched her panties down until they were fully off and I dropped them onto the floor. The best thing is, she wasn’t even stopping me.
“Your pussy looks yummy Mom, I am going to eat you out now, and after…” I paused not sure whether to finish. I sighed, ” After I am going to fuck your pussy, real hard.”
I put my head between her legs and started to kiss her shaven clit, I closed my eyes, savouring the intoxicating scent of my mother’s arousal as I lavished her clit with my tongue. Her fingers tangled in my hair, holding me in place as she rocked her hips against my face. “Ohh, fuck, Carl, your tongue feels amazing,” she moaned, her voice dripping with lust.
I pulled back, gazing up at her with a sultry grin. “Mom, you taste incredible. I’ve never been this turned on in my life.” I slid two fingers into her dripping cunt, pumping them slowly as I licked her clit.
She cried out, her back arching off the couch. “Yes, yes, just like that! Don’t stop, baby I so want your dick inside me.”
I felt her pussy clench around my fingers as I continued to pump and lick, my tongue dancing across her sensitive clit. Her juices coated my face as I worshipped her sex with unrestrained hunger. With my free hand, I undid my boxers, freeing my throbbing erection.
“Mom, I need to be inside you,” I groaned, my cock twitching in urgency. I pushed my cock head against her labia as it parted I slowly started to sink inside her as she groaned in pleasure.
My cock sank deeper into her with each thrust, her slick walls embracing me like a velvety vice. She gasped, her hands gripping the couch cushions as I bottomed out, I was in my mom’s pussy. Not just inside her, but balls deep.
Then I began to move, withdrawing until just the tip remained inside her, before plunging back in with a deep, satisfying thrust. Her moans filled the room, mingling with the sound of our skin slapping together. I set a steady rhythm, driving into her with increasing urgency as my hips snapped forward.
“Fuck, Mom, your pussy is incredible,” I panted, my declaration punctuated by the relentless pounding of my cock. “So wet, just for me ungh fuck you feel so good.”
“Oh, Carl… you feel so good inside me,” she whimpered, her hips rolling up to meet my relentless pounding. “Harder, baby… give it to me harder!”
She met each thrust with a desperate roll of her hips, her nails digging into the couch as she urged me on. “Harder, Carl, give it to me harder! ahh baby, fuck me.”
I started kissing her neck as I continued to pump her juicy plump pussy. While squeezing her breasts, she reached for her V-neckline and pulled it down a little and one of her big breasts popped out.
She had no bra on, I sucked her nipple and sucked on her big tit not stopping with my cock harpooning that pussy.
Mom’s pussy was so tight around my cock, gripping me like a silky fist with each thrust. Her moans grew louder, more desperate, as I pounded into her, my balls slapping against her ass. I couldn’t get enough, fucking her harder, deeper, until the couch creaked beneath us.
“Mom, you’re so fucking sexy,” I groaned, panting heavily. “God, I love being inside you.”
She whimpered, clutching at me as I reached beneath her to fondle her tits, rolling her hardened nipples between my fingers. “Oh, Carl…yes, just like that…I’ve needed this for so long, we… we ah fucking hell mmm, we shouldn’t be doing this.”
I leaned down, capturing her lips in a searing kiss, our tongues tangling as I continued to fuck her savagely. The taste of her lingered in my mouth, a delicious combination of wine and arousal that only turned me on more.
Breaking the kiss, I gazed down at her, marvelling at the sight of my cock disappearing into her wet heat over and over. “Mom, you look so hot with my cock inside you,” I purred, my words encouraging her to take me even deeper.
My cock throbbed harder as she begged for more, her unbridled lust fueling my own desire. I obliged, hammering into her pussy with wild abandon, the wet slap of flesh on flesh echoing through the room. She was incoherent with pleasure, her moans rising to a fevered crescendo as I relentlessly drove her toward the brink.
She nodded, her eyes glazed with lust. “Fuck me, Carl…make me yours…ohh, right there!”
I obliged, slamming into her with renewed vigour, my heavy balls slapping against her ass with each powerful thrust. The room filled with the erotic sounds of our coupling, punctuated by Mom’s wanton moans and cries of pleasure.
“Carl, I’m so close,” she whimpered, her pussy starting to clamp down around me like a vice. “Don’t stop, baby…I want to cum on your cock!”
“Fuck, Mom, you want to cum on my dick?” I growled, my release bubbling up inside me. “Then cum for me, now!” I started to fully slam my dick in and out of her now sloppy wet pussy.
With a hoarse cry, she did just that, her pussy convulsing violently around my thrusting cock as she came hard. The intense sensation pushed me over the edge, and I buried myself to the hilt, spilling and pumping load after load of my hot seed deep into her spasming cunt.
We stayed like that for a long moment, our bodies trembling after our intense passion. Finally, I pulled out, collapsed beside her, and pulled her into my arms.
She turned to me, a dazed, blissful smile on her face. “That was… incredible,” she whispered, reaching up to pull me down for a soft, lingering kiss. “Thank you, baby. I needed that so badly.”
I hugged her close, feeling an overwhelming sense of love and affection. “I’m always here for you, Mom. And I’m not done with you yet,” I teased, giving her ass a playful slap.
She laughed a throaty sound that sent a shiver through me. “Well, I’m certainly up for round two… or three… or however many you’ve got in mind, come on let’s go to my bed.”
And we did…