4th Time's the Charm?

Still hesitating, you decided it would be best to clear the air immediately before the tension causes something stupid to happen. You knock once...then twice...three times....on your fourth knock, you stop, before you hear your mom's voice. "Come in, sweetie." You opened the door to find your mom on the bed, on her computer. She had gotten more comfortable; tied her hair into a ponytail, and changed into a pair of loose sweatpants and a tight tank top, which struggled to fit her massive breasts. "Well, aren't you quick to take me up on an offer?" She chuckled, and then looked up at you. Her eyes, through her glasses, seemed to pierce through you. You stood there for what seemed like an eternity, before your mom flipped her computer around. "Your sister has a flair for the dramatic, Doug. Look what she wrote on your profile! Come here, don't be shy." You walked up to the bed and sat down next to your mom, who eyed you like a predator the whole time. "Doug, I understand you're new to this and curious, but you have to be careful about what you let people see. Your sister wrote, 'Eager cocksleeve looking to get fucked and stuffed, only in it for pleasing, no reciprocation. I'm also smart.'" Your mom smirked before chuckling. "Your sister is so stupid. Not only does that description invalidate itself, but it does nothing for the Dougie that I know." She pinched your cheek while she said that. "But the question still stands, Doug. Why haven't you deleted it?" Your mind raced, but the combination of cold meds and throat spray left you at a lack for words. Your mom then put her hand on your leg and closed her laptop. "Ah, don't worry sweetie. You're still a bit sick and can't think straight. I think I know why you left it up though. You just want some attention. I'm worried you'll get the wrong sort with that kind of profile." With all your strength, you mustered up a weak, "Yeah, I just looked at it this morning."

Your mom took her hand off your leg before putting both of her hands on your shoulders, and started to give you a backrub. "I know, sweetie. Maybe if mommy gives you some attention, and we rewrite that profile of yours, I'll feel a bit better about my baby boy on that website." Your throat dried up with that last comment. Why was she speaking like that, again? You shrugged off from your mom's backrub, and got up to leave the room. "I'm gonna get some water, and go back to bed, mom." "Just use my bathroom for some water, I have the filter in there." As you walked towards the bathroom, you felt your mom's eyes staring at your ass the whole time. As you went to get a glass of water, and returned to the bedroom, you saw your mother standing, no, towering over you, with a mischevious look on her face.

"I know you didn't come here just to get a backrub and say some small things and expect to get out of trouble. You still went on a website that was basically porn, and I found you on it. You not having deleted that profile makes me worried as a mom, but curious as a woman. I need to make sure you know what you're getting into when you don't take action. Get on your knees." Your mind struggled to register what she had just said, but before you could repond, she pushed down on your shoulders so that you were eye level with her crotch. "Mommy's had a hard day at work, sweetie. I've had to sit behind a cramped desk in a hot room, all day. If you're so eager, why don't you start by helping me out a bit? This is what you want, right?" Lisa wrapped her leg around your head and pushed you into her sweatpants. The fresh smell of her bottoms was mixed in with the musky, yet feminine scent of her sweat. "If you really didn't want this, you would've deleted your profile almost immediately. Why didn't you just tell me you wanted to have fun with your mom? I would've had my pants down in a second! Now I get to do it all on my own terms."

With that, she released her leg hold on you, just enough to pull her sweatpants down, revealing her massive cock, still soft. It was as thick as your wrist, and her foreskin stopped halfway at the head. At the base, a thick mound of black, thick pubic hair; she was so unkempt, that there were hairs sprouting _on _her dick as well. "It's been a while since I've shaved, sweetie. Hope you don't mind, but mommy needs you on her cock." Still soft, it hung just above her kneecap. Your eyes widened in terror as she tightened her hold around your face again, effectively mashing you into her bush. "Mmm, such soft lips. How about you give me some kisses. You _are _an eager cocksleeve, aren't you? At least, that's what you said, and that's what you're getting into." With no other option than to succumb to your overly horny mother, you began planting small kisses around your mom's massive girlcock. "That's right, sweetie. So willing to please." You felt your mom's cock begin to rise as you continued kissing her bush, with her hairs getting in your nose and causing you to recoil. Quickly, you found your face smashed even further into your mom's meat, as she released her legs and held your head with her hands. "Follow me." She guided you to the bed, with your face never leaving her crotch. The fresh fabric smell of her sweatpants had long given way to the musky odor of her cock and balls, and the sweat began to transfer itself onto your face as your mom's meat began to stiffen. "You wanted to get stuffed? Well, mommy has something that will leave you full for a long time. It's my turn for you to take care of me. Say, yes mommy." In the midst of your face being smothered, your mind was actually wrecking itself trying to think of why she was talking like that; but you werer interrupted when she slapped her cock across your face, leaving a long line of precum on your cheek. "Say, yes, mommy." "Y-yes, mommy." You can't believe you said that, so meekly nonetheless. "Perfect. Dougie. Get on the bed." You complied, almost autonomously, and lay so that your head was off of the edge. "Mm, looks like you know what you were doing. Maybe I should've told Crystal to do this a long time ago. Seems like you wanted me only." Your mother stood above you, her now rock-hard member dripping precum onto your face, and her massive balls hanging over your eyes. Your mom put both her hands on your cheeks, before saying something that caused fear to shoot through your body like lightning.