“But you are doing all the work,” he said.
“Sounds like usual,” I smirked, as he let go of my feet.
I grabbed the lube I had left near the television stand and asked, “How do you want me?”
“Riding my cock,” he answered.
“Oh, I see,” I smiled, “you really meant I would be doing all the work.”
“Yep,” he nodded, as I came to him and poured lube all over his hard cock.
“Such a dirty boy,” I purred, as I stroked his lubed cock.
“Such a dirty slut,” he countered, as he grabbed the lube, turned me around and poured lube on my ass cheeks. He then slid a finger inside my ass.
“Oh, you bad boy,” I moaned.
“Want to make sure your ass is ready for my cock,” he said.
“I was born ready,” I replied, as he added a second finger.
“That you were,” he said, and fingered my ass for a couple of minutes. Pulling his fingers out, he ordered, “Now ride my cock, Mommy cum-bucket.”
I eagerly obeyed, excited to have a real cock in my ass for the first time in years. I backed up, straddled him slowly, facing him, wanting to look at him as we fucked.
I put my hands on his chest for balance and slowly lowered myself onto his big cock. I wasn’t in as good a shape as I used to be, so it was more awkward, but soon I was lowering my asshole on his cock.
“You look so hot, Mom,” he said, watching me lower myself on his solid sword.
“I want to be your hot three-hole Mommy cum-bucket,” I moaned, my ass widening for his thick cock. A slight burn that I knew was temporary hit me, but I kept lowering until I was sitting on his lap, his entire nine inch cock buried deep in me.
“Wow, that was impressive,” he said.
“As is your cock,” I said, trying to get used to having something so huge in my ass.
“I know,” he smiled, then surprised me by bucking his ass up quickly, his cock reaching new never explored depths in my asshole.
“Oh my God,” I screamed, a mixture of pleasure and pain coursing through me.
“You like that, Mommy cum-bucket?” he asked, as he allowed me to return on his lap.
“Fuck, yes,” I whimpered, a searing pain still burning, even as a rush of adrenaline at being used hit my very being.
“Now ride,” he ordered.
“Yes, Master,” I nodded, as I slowly began moving up and down on his cock.
“Oh yeah, ass slut, ride my cock,” he groaned.
I moaned. “Did you ever fantasize this?”
“What?” he asked, making me say it.
“Having your mother ride your cock like some cheap slut as a Christmas present?” I asked.
“I’ve fantasized it lots,” he admitted, “but never thought it would happen.”
After a moment, he added, “It is the best Christmas present ever.”
I moaned, “I couldn’t agree more.”
As I got used to having his cock in my ass, I began riding faster and faster, eventually bouncing on his cock, taking it as deep in my ass as humanly possible. The pleasure overwhelmed the pain and I was in heaven.
“God, Mom, this feels amazing,” he groaned.
“It’s heaven on earth,” I replied, riding his cock like I was on a bucking horse.
Suddenly, he lifted me up, keeping his cock deep in me, turned around, put me on the couch and took control of the ass fucking.