“Are you hard, Honey?” She asked.
“Yes, Momma!” I cried out softly.
“Take your cock out. I want to feel it against me,” she said.
So I pulled down my sweatpants and my cock sprang free form its prison. Jutting out proudly from a thatch of pubic hair, precum beaded at the tip. I lifted it and leaned forward to rest it gently against the cheek of her ass.
“Did I make you so hard, Honey?”
“Yes, Momma. You make me so hard.” I whimpered.
“Slap my ass with your hard dick, Honey.” she said. I grabbed myself by the root and with one steady hand on her hip I began slapping my hard cock all over her butt cheek. My precum falling on her like little drops of rain. I heard her suck in a breath of air.
“Honey, rub the tip up and down my pussy lips,” she said. She was the director in this from the start I realized. She had told me what to do, and I did it. So I did it again. Taking her direction, I gripped the shaft. I leaned back a little bit so I could see what I was doing. Then I ran the spongy head up and down her wet slit, feeling the curls of her pussy hair tickle my tip. She gasped a little. It felt so good, I kept doing it, up and down, up and down. Her pussy lips were so wet, added with my precum, it was a very precarious situation.
“Put it inside me, Honey!” she cried out.
“W-what?” I stammered.
She reached back and spread herself, opening her sweet, juicy pussy. “Put it inside me!” She had a tone of desperation and demand.
So I did.
I gripped the shaft and guided it to that wet, wet hole. I had just had my fingers inside her only yesterday, and now I was going to fuck her. Oh My God! I was going to fuck my Mom! The tip of my cock kissed her opening and I pushed, and her insides yielded. I let go of my cock, and pushed in. It was so wet and slippery inside her. I pulled out and pushed in again. I went a little deeper, and my mind melted in the sensations I was feeling. I grabbed her by her round hips and pushed in and out again and again, and again, until my own nest of pubic hair was pushed up against her. I was so deep inside her.
“Oh, Momma!” I cried out.
“Does it feel good, Honey?” she asked, gasping and sighing with every thrust.
“Yes, Momma!” I cried out. “It feels so good inside you. Oh it’s so good! Oh!”
“Your cock feels good inside Momma, too, Honey.”
“I love fucking you, Momma!” I held her hips, driving my entire length inside of her and pulling it out to the tip, then pushing it back inside her welcoming pussy. So hard. So fast.
“I love it too!” She cried out.
I let go of her hips. Still thrusting and ran my hands up and down her spine, drinking in her curves, memorizing her contours. Falling in love with her body. Falling in love with my Mom.
Momma groaned and pushed back into me, meeting my thrusts, her pussy clenching down on me. I remembered from fingering her yesterday, I had just made my Mommy cum. My Mommy came on my cock. Soon she did it again, squeezing me with her pussy. I continued pushing in and out of her, in and out, in and out.
“Momma, I’m gonna cum!” I cried out, after a few more minutes of fucking her insides. My orgasm building up inside of me, to the brim.