“Can we do it standing up?” Sarah asked, standing up. “Mommy’s old knees are sore.”
“I think that can be arranged,” Emmett agreed, as Mom took his hand and led him to the kitchen.
Sarah smiled, “Getting fucked in the kitchen is also a ‘fucket’ list item.”
“You and Dad have never fucked in the kitchen?” Emmett asked.
“Oddly, no,” Sarah answered, as she bent over the table and offered her asshole to her son.
“Well, then we’ll hit two birds with one fuck,” Emmett joked, before adding, “plus a bonus ending.”
“Mmmmm,” the mother smiled, as Emmett poured lube down her ass cheeks.
Emmett also lubed his cock and positioned it between her tight ass cheeks.
“Fuck Mommy’s asshole, son,” Sarah begged, turning her head around to watch.
Emmett slowly slid his cock inside her ass, the tightness amazing… the pleasure exhilarating… the fulfillment of his fantasy the ultimate rush.
“Ooooooooooh, Sarah moaned, his thicker cock widening her asshole, a slight burn mixing with the pleasure. “So big.”
“If you like this, wait until I’m all the way inside you,” Emmett warned, knowing she would feel so completely full.
“I can’t wait,” Sarah said, as she felt her son’s cock slipping deeper inside her… reaching depths beyond her back door never before explored.
Emmett kept slowly filling his mom’s ass until he was all in. “Oh, yes. I’m home, Mommy-slut.”
“So big,” Sarah repeated, getting used to his huge dick so deeply buried in her ass as another ‘fucket’ list item was mentally checked off… two if you include the detail that it was happening in the kitchen.
Emmett began slowly moving in and out, allowing his mom to get used to his length and girth.
“Oh yeah, your cock feels so good in Mommy’s ass,” Sarah moaned, as the pain lingered, but was dulled by the utter pleasure of being ass fucked by her son.
For a couple of minutes Emmett slowly fucked his mom until she begged, “Harder son, ram into Mommy’s asshole with your big, hard dick.”
Emmett didn’t need to be told twice as he shifted from slow ass fucking to hard, deep strokes.
“Oh yes,” Sarah screamed, as the sudden shift of strokes sent cascades of pleasure through her.
Emmett slammed into his mother, each forward thrust crashing their bodies together.
The deep, hard thrusts reached new depths inside the mother who began babbling in euphoria, “Oh yes, fuck, yes, son, ream Mommy’s asshole… pound Mommy’s poop chute… drill Mommy’s bottom… make Mommy your three hole cum bucket.”
Emmett, having come twice in the past hour, was in for the long haul, and fucked his mother through two more shrill factory whistle orgasms during the twenty plus minute marathon ass fucking session, before his balls finally bubbled with homemade lava, “Get ready for checking off another ‘fucket’ item.”
As soon as Emmett pulled out, the still trembling mother dropped to the floor and presented her face for the load she knew was coming.
“Ever do ass to mouth?” Emmett asked, as he stroked his cock.
“Yes,” Sarah answered, not wanting to lie to her son.
“Well, we can find other firsts,” he shrugged, as he watched his mother take his cock back in her mouth.