I moved up to her neck, her shoulders. I moved my thigh and pressed it against her wet pussy. She stretched her hands over her head and I glided my tongue over her armpit. My mom pressed her pussy into my thigh and sighed again. Holding my head against her sweaty pit.
I inhaled her scent, wondering what else would turn my mother on? Her moans filled the room as she massaged her cunt into my thigh as I licked and sucked on her underarm.
I pushed my head up and out of her pit, kissing and caressing arms until I was licking and sucking her fingers above her head. My cock firm cock just below her tits. I moved up further and laid my cock between her breasts. She looked up at me as she pressed her tits together to capture my cock between those soft mounds of flesh. I smiled down at her as I started to fuck her tits. She moved her head down as if she was trying to catch the head of my cock in her mouth, but with each thrust up I kept it out of reach, teasing her.
I then moved up further and pushed my cock into her waiting mouth and started to fuck my mother’s head into the pillow. Her hands now gripping my ass cheeks hard. Her fingernails digging into me.
I felt my orgasm building and pulled away from her. I moved to the side of my mother’s body and turned her over on her stomach. She gave me little resistance, letting me do whatever I wanted to do to her.
I climbed on top of her, my cock resting between her butt cheeks. I started to kiss the back of her neck, moving down to her shoulders. Licking my way down her back in reverse of the way I went up her front. My mother’s skin, so velvety, salty, I was going to lick and kiss every inch of the bitch. I made my way down to the crack of her ass. I used my shoulders to force my mother’s thighs apart. My hand pulled her cheeks apart and ran my tongue between the crevice of her ass. I lingered at her butt hole. Kissing it, lapping at it, licking it, sucking on it, worshipping it. There was a cleanness to her asshole, a hint of strawberry scent. Then the realization hit me. My mother had used an enema while in the bathroom, in preparation for her “date” with that jerk. She like to be fucked up the ass!
With renewed vigor I kept manipulating her asshole with my tongue. I placed my hands just above her hips and pulled her up on her knees. I moved my head away and knelt behind her. I reached up and put one hand on her shoulder the other on her neck and raised her up so she was on all fours.
My rigid cock pointing straight at my mother’s cunt. Her pouting, puffy, wet pussy lips seemingly begging me to penetrate her again.
She groaned, “Yes honey, fuck mommy like a dog, make mommy your bitch.”
With that I shoved my cock deep into her cunt. Holding on to her shoulders, I started to pump into her. She let me do all the movement. I looked down at her, my mother, my bitch.
The thought came to me and I acted. I pulled out of my mother, she gasped. I got up on my hunches and with one hand I took hold of my mother’s hair and pulled back hard, forcing her head up. I then took my other hand and used it to guide my steel girder cock to her asshole. Placing the head of my cock against it, I held still. Letting my mother realize what her son was about to do to her.
My mother’s voice was not filled with panic, but with feigned, mocking, sarcasm, “Oh God, no, Johnny, no! Honey, you’re too big.” Her tone changed as if she really was begging me not to violate her ass, “I’ve only let people use their fingers on me like that! Not my ass! Please honey, don’t! I’m your mother!”
Relishing in her roleplaying fantasy, I pushed my engorged circumcised helmet passed her clinched sphincter and deep into her ass. I could feel my cock force its way into her, stretching her inner flesh apart. The only lube on my rod was my mother’s own pussy juice.
With one hand gripping tightly on her hair, I pulled her back, the other smacking her ass, I rode my mother. On my hunches, with my thighs around her ass, I fucked my mother up the ass.
I played with her, “So mother, you wanted me to fuck you like a dog, you wanted me to make you my bitch? Well mother, now you are my bitch.”
I kept hammering into her butt. I could hear her sobbing, “Oh God, it hurts, oh god, you’re too big. Yes, oh fuck God, yes! It hurts! Fuck me! Fuck my ass! God yes.”
Then the sobbing and pitiful moaning started to cease. I felt her ass muscles loosen as her ass started to accept her my cock. I stopped pulling on her hair and she started to move her ass back onto my cock. I stopped moving. My mother took over, impaling her ass on my cock, moving forward and pushing herself back on my dick.
The sensations, the feeling of my mother’s insides of her ass around my cock, the scent rising from her skin, pussy, ass mingling in the air. Her back glistening with sweat. Her moaning. Was all too much for me. My cock expanded and then exploded inside her. The orgasm almost hurt, it was such a powerful release. Instantly, the inside of my mom’s ass was saturated with my warm cum. She pressed her ass back hard against me, my cock into up to its hilt. I held still. Letting the second wave of my cum enter my mother.
Then her ass muscles tightened down hard on my dick, she ass and thighs shaking. My mother was cumming from being fucked in the ass by her son.
We came together in incestuous bliss. My mother utterly debased by her own son.
Finally, my cock spent, my mother’s ass seemed to spit the limp tool from her.
I lay down at her side. She was still on all fours, her head buried between her forearms on the bed. I smiled; her face was again on my soiled t-shirt where she had started.
I looked at her and quietly ordered, “Mother, clean me.”
She looked over at me, a faint smile on her face. She seemed to enjoy being under the subjugated rule of me. Now being told to humiliate, degrade herself further, by sucking her sons cock clean that had just been up deep inside her ass. Without protest, she turned her body, her head moved down across my chest and belly, her silky brown hair grazing across me. I couldn’t see, but I could feel her suck my limp cock into her mouth. She started to lick and suck it. Caressing it with her lips. Washing it with her tongue. She gently scrapped it with her teeth. I patted her on the head, enjoying my control over her.
Both exhausted, I knew we were done for the night. My mother continued her task of cleansing her son’s cock. I looked up at the ceiling and smiled. I knew what was going to happen next. Tomorrow, I’m going to have mom give Aunt Connie a call.
To be continued.