Billy’s dick knocks his mom out

“This’ll be over soon.” The cocky milf smirked, stepping over to Billy. “Get your dick out, then.”

Standing over him where he sat on her bedroom floor, the same spot he’d landed after last night’s knockout, Heather stripped down from her black panties. Throwing them to the side, she stood proudly over Billy, hands on her hips and chest thrusted forward. Her smooth, wet mound glistened in anticipation.

Wordlessly, Billy shifted his pants and pulled his cock free. It was already hard and throbbing, precum dripping from its tip. Heather gasped quietly at the sight of it again, and grinded her thighs together. It was a big one, and a fucking fat one too. She silently prayed that he didn’t prejac like a loser. She wanted to feel it before he lost for her.

“Ready…?” She asked, breathily. Billy nodded.

Slowly, spreading her legs, Heather started a slow, long squat downwards. Billy lay back, holding his cock up with one hand, pointing right towards her approaching pussy.

Heather bit her lip. Fuck, she thought. I’m really doing this. I’m about to fuck my son. This is so bad…

She kept on squatting down, legs spread and knees bent out to the side, lower and lower, until the tip of his dick nudged against her outer folds. She couldn’t help but gasp. She couldn’t believe what she was doing. She was about to take him inside. To feel him fill her up, to bounce on that fat dick of his until he sprayed cum everywhere…

I’m about to humiliate my son, she thought. I’m about to knock out his cock.

“Say goodnight, Billy’s dick…” Heather whispered.

With that, and one final deep breath, Heather squatted lower and felt the tip of his young dick enter her experienced, slutty pussy. This was so wrong, this was so wrong… Still, she squatted down lower and lower, feeling him slowly slide up deep into her cunt. She gasped again as he pushed against her tight pussy walls, stretching her insides. Eventually, her ass met his hips, completing the squat, and taking his dick down to the root.

Face flushed and breath hot, Heather stared her son in the eyes. Fuck, she was so full of him…

“Ready to get finished?” she whispered gently, voice wavering. “I’m… I’m going to fuck your dick ****.”

Billy had never heard his mother speak like this. Not just in her slutty, dirty word choice, but in her tone of voice too. So soft. Almost submissive, despite her attitude. And the smug look on her face had long vanished, replaced by an almost cutesy pout.

Her tight, hot, wet pussy felt great on his dick. So great. And the fact that it was his mom’s, that it was Heather’s, the same smug milf who had repeatedly knocked him out in boxing matches, only made him more horny. But as good as it felt, as snugly it hugged his dick, as silkily it had slid down his rod, he was fine. He had stamina. His mother, on the other hand, had a blush on her face and her lips were quivering. How long had it been since his single mom had taken a real dick? Apparently, too long. Billy grinned.

“Mom…” he smirked, putting his hands up to her shoulders. Heather gasped. “I think it’s time you shut up for once.”

With that, the strong young athlete **** his mother over onto her back. Heather squeaked at the unexpected overpowering.

“Ah! How are you…?”

Before she could finish her question, Billy started slamming his hips into hers. Immediately, the milf’s lips sealed shut and quivered, her eyes struggling to keep from rolling back in her head. F-Fuck… It had been too long. She tried to get up, but Billy held her in place with his strong arms, slamming his dick deep into her with every thrust. Her big boobs rocked up and down with the ****, threatening to break free from the black bra that contained them.

This wasn’t how it was meant to go… Billy was supposed to be cumming like the sensitive virgin he was. But even if Heather had been strong enough to wrestle back on top of her son, which she wasn’t, his ruthless fucking had sapped all of the strength from her body soon enough. All she could do was lay there and take it to the hilt, gasping and shivering as her toes scrunched and her pleasure centers fired off like crazy.

“Guuhhhh… ooohh, Billy…” the formerly-dominant knockout artist gasped at the deep dicking her son was giving her shaking body.

“Shut up, mom.”

Billy lifted a hand and slapped her, not too roughly, but hard enough to feel.

“Nnf! H-Hey…” the sexy goddess pouted, but did as she was told. She shut up.

This was all wrong. In her teenage years, she’d had all the boys wrapped around her finger. Her pussy never failed her. Her sexy body never lost. Had just a few years without sex really made her this weak? So weak that the first cock she got could make her whimper, and, and…?

Billy kept thrusting, giving her a solid dicking. His amazing manhood hit all the right places, and it hit them hard. Ashamed as she was to admit it, the usually-dominant milf had turned into a mewling slut, and she could feel her body getting hotter and building to a “knockout”.

“N-Noooo… Nooo…” she moaned.

Oh god… her pussy was going to get knocked out.

“What’s wrong? What happened to that “skilled” pussy of yours, huh?” Billy taunted. “You look like you’re about to pass out, mom!”

“N-No!”

“Are you really going to cum on your son’s dick? Are you that weak-willed?” Billy said, loving the reversal of her past few weeks of dominance. He was relishing the chance to be in control again after so many defeats. “All that sexy body, all that bitchy attitude, and you’re ready to cum your brains out already, you fucking poser!”

“Nononono… Nnf-! HUUUURRRNNNGGHH!!”

Heather threw her head back and wrapped her legs around his waist, unable to hold on any longer. Her toes curled and her arms shook. The room was filled with animalistic noises and grunts, sounds no son should ever heard his mother make, as she came all over his hungry fucking dick. As she shook and spasmed. The famed college slut was cumming like a timid virgin, losing her mind for the dick of her boxing champion son within hours of putting him to sleep with a jab.

She lost… She lost to her Billy…

He… knocked out… her pussy…

And with that, and one last satisfied sigh, Heather’s head fell to the side and her limbs flopped down to her bedroom floor. Asleep. Billy’s dick had completely pacified the once-famed slut. He really knew how to use that thing, for a virgin. And the cocky, sexy milf just couldn’t take it. As she came to a rest, with one final moan, she slept.

Billy pulled back, sliding his hard cock out of her. She shivered and mewled in her sleep, suddenly feeling so hollow. Billy stared down at his sexy, pacified goddess of a mother.

Her big tits rocked slowly with her steady, sleeping breathing. The power-hungry goddess had been put in her place. Her son’s dick had knocked her the fuck out.