Fuck Mommy

The woman stands and lets the nightgown fall off her shoulders and pool at her feet, fully unveiling her naked body. She looks spectacular. Her massive tits wobble as she shifts her stance. Below them--a taut belly and slender waist bulging to matronly hips and thick thighs. Some faint stretch marks indicate that she's given birth, maybe more than once. If so, she's clearly worked hard to get back in shape. Nestled between her thighs, surrounded by curly black hair... It's a pussy--a real-life pussy, and I'm seeing it for the first time in all its pinkish glory. I'm a little startled by the hair--so unlike all those clean-shaven girls in porn. Somehow, it makes this moment feel all the more authentic.

She waits patiently as I strip off all my clothes. My boxers come down last, revealing my fully erect cock, ready to burst at any time. In fact...I don't know if I can do it. I'm petrified by the thought of trying to fuck this beautiful mature woman and immediately spurting my load. That would be mortifying!

She sees my hesitation and instantly understands the reason. "It's okay, honey," she says softly. "This is all for your pleasure. Never forget that. Mommy knows how to find her pleasure in other ways. And don't worry about cumming inside me, either."

I nod and approach until we're face to face. She stares at me with such love I could almost believe it. I grab her by the upper arms and push her back onto the bed. Once she's laid out supine, she spreads her legs apart, inviting me to enter her womanhood.

I do so, my stiff glans thrusting between her lower lips and entering the safe, warm passage beyond. Her hair tickles my shaft and balls. It feels like slipping beneath a warm blanket on a winter's night. It feels like coming home.

Once I've fully pushed in, I bend my torso down--supporting myself with my knuckles against the bed on either side of her shoulders. We lock eyes as I begin to thrust. She smiles encouragingly.

A dozen strokes. That's all I manage before the cum rushes up my shaft and spurts into her pussy, coating her inner walls in a sticky mess. It keeps coming--burst after burst--until I'm all wrung out. Suddenly exhausted, barely able to support myself on my arms, I slip down smushing my body against hers. The woman pats my back affectionately.

"Such a good boy, Jake! Such a good boy, painting Mommy's insides with your healthy sperm!"

A minute passes, the two of us laying together. Gradually, my senses return--and with them, a strong feeling of obligation. This woman's done so much for me. I need to pay her back, pleasure for pleasure. But how?