Make her a Dommy Goth [Firm]

Note: The inspiration for most of this path is donaught's milfs

I make a couple of quick changes for mom typing in "dommy goth", a warning pop up reads "Warning: Large Personality Changes risk damaging/destroying relationships", but I don't pay much attention before I run upstairs. Though I hesitate several times on my way, thoughts of what if they pad didn't work, what if she rejects me, but the thought of a goth shortstack drives me on and I carefully press my ear against the door after checking that my sister is still snoring loudly in her room.

"Darling, harder." I hear from the other side urge me forward as the door opens on well oiled hinges.

To my surprise I don't find a shortstack goth on my parents bed, but a very curvy statuesque goth milf with her legs spread sitting on the side of her bed, a large purple dildo teasing herself. What I can see of her breasts beneath the rolled up black sweater dress is translucently pale as the rest of her and larger than my head and yet still her figure is bottom heavy

"Uh....mom." I stammer any plans that I had before had gone out of the window as soon I saw her.

"Oh, John....John!" She practically bounces up, quickly scrambling to pull down the dress, but only managing to get it over her stomach, which while still noticeable looks decidedly inviting to nuzzle against. Her drumstick thighs clamp together trying to preserve some sense of modesty before her hands fall into her lap to try and cover the unkempt bush from being to noticeable.

"What do you think you are doing young man!" Mom scolds as she lifts one hand to fixes the strand of white hair that had fallen over her half moon shaped glasses.

"I-I, am um, was just." I stammer, I had no real plans, I just thought she'd throw herself at me, though her green eyes do seem to freeze at my obvious erection.

"Get over here." She demands pointing a finger down towards the wooden floor in front of her before raising her voice,"Right NOW John Doe!"

Any thoughts of her flinging herself at me ends as I sheepishly take my place in front of her, my ears burning as my blush deepens. I try to distract myself by noticing the decorations had changed from rather drab and mostly picked out by dad to plentiful in victorian antiques.

"I am deeply disappointed in you." Mom tuts as I sit down on my knees, my weak "sorry" seemingly gone ignored as she continues, "What were you thinking!?"

"I- wasn't, it's just um...I thought...you'd...um needed help," I stammer trying to avoid saying that I thought she would be so **** that she'd be wiling to let me fuck her brains out.

"You...thought I needed help...while in the bedroom," Her words drip with derision as the bed squeaks and I look up to find her legs open, "I did not tell you to look up."

"S-sorry mom." I stammer feeling as if my head is about to burst.

"Now. Apologize." She says after giving a strange half shudder and moan.

"What?" I ask looking up to find her the black sweeter dress bunched up around her chest giving me a glimpse of her ample chest.

"Give me an apology kiss," She scolds as she seems to almost pout as I start to rise to give her a peck on the cheek, "No, do not get off your knees."

It takes me a moment to compute as I lean forward and plant a kiss on her stomach as she shivers before ordering "Again".

I kiss her again and again as she orders eventually her hand drifting to my head as her legs part. My hand wraps around my cock as I pump with each kiss around her womanhood, guided by her, until with a gasp she lets go.

"G-get up." Mommy commands, leaning back onto the bed. She grips her ankles as she holds her legs up, presenting herself to me, "Put it in."

I line myself up, giving a glance at the large purple dildo laying next to her, but she simply smiles, "Don't worry sweetie, you are certainly better than that."

Unsurprisingly I slide in easily until I'm fully inside. She springs her trap then, her legs locking around my waist and **** me to press against, "Come on sweetie, get to work."

I don't see any reason not to as I thrust harder and harder, each time she gives just enough room for me to pull mostly out. Each thrust pushing her further onto the king sized bed and across the silk comforter as her moans grow.

"H-harder, fuck I've needed this." She gasps as her nails scrape along my back, I'm mostly just leaning on top of her now, using my hips and knees to keep balanced on the bed's edge.

"A-almost baby," I don't know how long I'm going to last as she grips the back of my head and forces it against her chest, "Don't come before-Me."

Her moans grow as I start to tire as she comes to my aid, pulling me into her with each thrust until she clamps down around both my cock and waist. I have **** as she moans but give two more thrusts inside her before coating her womb. Her chest heaves as she gently pets my back.

"I must say, darling." Mommy coos letting go of her grip on me, "You certainly were better than your father."

"T-thanks, Mommy." I answer not sure how to respond, if it wasn't for the ta-, "Shit!"
I bound up as I scramble to pull my pants on, forgetting my underwear as I realize I left a reality warping tablet downstairs with my spoiled bitch of a sister in the house.