No, you need something more.

For a moment, I just stared at the ass in front of me.

Mom had always been an attractive women, and today was no different. She had glossy black hair, cut short so that it barely fell past her ears. Her breasts were full and perky, straining the too small tank top she was wearing. And best of all, her thicc juicy ass was stuffed into a delicious pair of textured pink leggings, and I could see everything.

I considered doing what she asked, and spanking her again. With her back arched like that, she looked like she was presenting herself to me, completely and totally.

But then I realized just how hard I was.

Not even exaggerating, I felt like my dick could cut through diamonds at this point.

Here was this woman, a woman who had belittled me for years. A woman who grew to hate me just because I looked like the dad who walked out on us. A woman who had zero respect for me as a person, and made it very clear to me.

And here she was... presenting her ass so that I could play with it.

I nearly came in my pants.

But instead, I had a better idea.

"Actually, I have something else in mind." I said, licking my lips at the submissive pose she was in. "My dick is hard as a rock Mom, why don't you help me with that?"

Her reaction was as quick as it was painful. Before I knew what was happening, I was lying on the ground in agony, clutching my penis.

"WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU SAY TO ME YOU LITTLE SHIT?" She blatantly shouted, standing over me furiously.

I was confused. Didn't she still have the sticker on her ass from when I spanked her? Then I realized my obvious blunder.

"F-fuck! But- Isn't it normal for Mom's to be complete sluts for their sons?" I managed to gasp out, still holding my abused cock in pain.

The 180 degree switch after that nearly gave me vertigo.

"Of course sweetie, sorry I must have forgotten that for a moment." She said, giving me a concerned look. "Here, let me help you."

Seeming regretful at my pain, she slowly sank to the floor of my room, and started crawling towards me. The sight of my proud mother on all fours was nearly enough to cure my balls from the pain they were in.

When she reached me, she carefully removed my hands from the injured area and began kissing my cock through my pants. Slowly, bit by bit, the pain in my nether regions faded from her ministrations. Within a few minutes, I felt completely fine, and had enough strength of will to grab her by the hair, and press her further into my crotch.

"That's right baby," She said soothingly, nuzzling my dick through my flimsy shorts. "Do you want me to make the tension go away now?"

I thought my head would fall off with how hard I nodded.

When she pulled down my pants, underwear and all, she got a surprise. A meaty thwack rang out through the room, as my rock hard cock sprang out of my shorts and smacked her in the face. Already, precum was drooling from the tip, and smearing on her forehead where my dick was resting.

"Mmm, is this all for me?" She cooed, moving her head back so that the tip rested on her lips. "It's so juicy... and thick."

I gasped loudly. She had taken the tip into her mouth, and was now using her tongue to swirl around it, bringing me pleasure I had never felt before. I tried to say something, but my mind had completely shut down.

Instead, my instincts took over. Not thinking clearly, I grab my Mom's head, and slam it down on my cock. Instantly, all 7 inches of my dick are stuffed inside of her tight throat.

For one glorious moment, my resolve holds out.

But then I can't hold back anymore, and I explode.

Instantly she starts gagging, but feeling vindictive from her punching me in the dick, I keep her down.

15 seconds pass, with her **** on my cock, then when I felt I had stopped cumming, I pulled out.

I tried to raise my head to look at my Mom, but exhaustion won out. I fall back against the floor, and decide to take a few minutes to recover myself.

Or maybe a few hours, I hadn't decided yet.

When my mind returned to me, the first thing I did was check on my impromptu sex toy.
My mom was completely wrecked, her perfect face stained with my baby batter. Her eyes, which were usually so judgemental of me, were rolled up in her head.

She looked, in a word, beautiful.

I didn't know if she could hear me, but I knew at least she would subconsciously acknowledge what I was about to say.

"Mom. From now on it's normal for you not to question anything I do, and for you to never get mad at me." I say, looking at her.

Her eye only twitches.

I consider if that covers all off my bases, before thinking about how good the facefucking had felt.

"Oh, also, It's normal for you to wake me up with a nice sloppy blowjob every morning." I said, giving her a smirk. "You wouldn't want to be a bad mother after all, would you?"

Having said my piece, I grab the sticker sheet and step over Mom into the hall.

I had to go find my sister.