“Say it,” I whispered in her ear.
“What?” She asked as our bodies continued to move together in unison.
“Tell me what I know you’re dying to say.”
When she didn’t respond I encouraged her again by saying, “Say it, Mom. Tell me that you want me to fuck you.”
Mom responded by moaning loudly and increasing the movements of her hips.
As I increased the tempo of my thrusts to match hers, Mom grunted in my ear, “Oh, yes.”
“Say it,” I encouraged her a fourth time.
Throwing all caution to the wind, I lifted her ass up off the bed with my hands and began to thrust wildly.
“Oh, yes,” she cried. “Fuu…”
“Say it,” I pleaded. “I want to hear you use that word.”
“Fuck me baby,” she whimpered in my ear. “Fuck my pussy.”
You can’t imagine how turned on it made me to hear my Sunday School teaching Southern Baptist mother using the words fuck and pussy for the first time. It was especially exciting given the fact that she was using them in the context that she was, begging me (her son) to fuck her.
Having already come once, I wasn’t worried about being quick so I cut loose and gave her what she asked for.
“That’s it baby, fuck me. Don’t ever stop fucking me!” She begged as I assaulted her pussy with everything I had.
This continued for the next several minutes until Mom abruptly stopped and pushed me off of her.
Seeing my disappointment, Mom gave me a playful smile before instructing me to lie on my back. I quickly did as she had requested and then watched as she moved her leg over my body so that she was now straddling me. I groaned feeling the heat of her pussy pressing against my groin. Her facial expression changed almost immediately as she lifted herself higher, grasped my cock, and then let her weight go, driving my cock deep within her womb.
“Ummph,” she grunted.
Although she was fully implanted on my cock, Mom remained motionless for the next several seconds. When she simply couldn’t take it any longer, Mom leaned down and kissed me, forcing her tongue deep into my mouth. I moaned in agreement when her hips eventually began to rock up and down on me.
I didn’t move for the longest time and allowed her to use my cock however she wished. I remained still, contend to just lie there and enjoy the pleasure of being inside the one pussy that was supposed to be strictly off limits.
I tried to be patient but when I couldn’t take it any more I reached around with both hands and grasped her wide hips. When I pulled down on her hips hard and impaled her on my throbbing cock, Mom mumbled something incoherent. Almost immediately she began thrusting her pussy so hard into my cock that it felt as though I was balls deep every time she came down on me.
“Oh fuck, Rob,” she grunted.
It wasn’t very long before I sensed that she was very close to another climax. Intuitively I began to move my hips, timing my thrusts to meet hers.
Within a matter of seconds Mom cried in my ear, “Oh baby. Oh Rob. You’re going to make me cum.”
I immediately wrapped my arms around her waist and thrust my hips as hard and as fast as I could. Mom squealed with every hard thrust and her smallish breasts swayed up and down in front of me. Knowing that it would likely send her over the edge, I took one of her tits in my mouth and began licking and sucking the elongated nipple. Mom reacted by putting her hands on my shoulders and began bouncing wildly, riding me like there was no tomorrow. Mom’s eyes were closed tightly, but her lips were parted as she moaned while riding her son.
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