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A moment later, you find yourself lying on your back on the couch table. Your mother stands behind you, looking down with lust in her eyes as she spreads your legs apart with both hands. Her cock is fully erect, throbbing in anticipation. It looks so massive, so thick and meaty in comparison to her slim frame. Below that, you can clearly see her balls hanging below her shaft, which are already swollen with their own load of seed. She leans forward, her cock poised to enter your hole.

"Spread yourself open for me, sweetie," your mother orders. You comply instantly, reaching down and grasping your ass checks with both hands. You slowly pry them apart, revealing your tight sphincter to your mother, who moans appreciatively. She rubs her cock against your hole, sending a shudder through your body as you feel its heat and wetness. The two of you share a look of mutual lust and excitement, which seems to last for a small, perfect eternity.

As she slowly pushes forward, you feel the head of her cock slide into your asshole. You gasp loudly, clutching at the edge of the table for support, your body quivering from the exquisite pleasure of having your asshole stretched by your mother's massive dick. Her cock glides into you inch after delicious inch until finally she's buried to the hilt inside you. Her balls rest against your lower back.

Your mother holds still, allowing you some time to accustom yourself to being filled with her huge cock again. She feels incredible inside you; it's so big that it's almost impossible to imagine that it fits in there, and yet it does. In fact, it's a perfect size - not too big that it's uncomfortable or painful, but still large enough that it fills you up in a way no other cock could. It's like every part of your body was designed to accommodate her enormous dick.

"So good," your mother murmurs, "So nice and snug..." She starts thrusting slowly in and out of you. Her hips move in a slow circle as she moves in and out of you, her huge cock sliding in and out of your tight asshole in long smooth strokes. Every time it rubs your prostate, you moan and whimper, unable to keep still as the pleasure overwhelms you. She's so gentle and loving as she moves inside you, but she also knows exactly when to be rough and dominant, forcing her huge dick to hit all the right spots.

She starts to pick up the pace, her pelvis slapping against yours with each thrust, her balls bouncing off your ass. The sheer size of her cock is such an incredible turn-on. You look up at her face, her eyes staring deeply into yours with an intensity that makes your knees weak. Her gaze is so powerful, so intense... You lose yourself in the passion and desire pouring from her eyes, the need and want that she is expressing so intensely.

Suddenly, she grabs your legs and pushes them up towards your face, exposing your stuffed asshole completely. She leans forward to get a better angle for her thrusts, pushing her weight against the tension of your leg muscles. Her cock is now hitting your prostate with each stroke, her balls slapping against your ass with increasing ****. Her hands grip your thighs tightly as she drives harder and faster into your ass, her cock plunging deep inside your rectum with each thrust.

She's so hard right now... And she's so hot for you...

"I'm going to cum soon, baby," she says breathlessly between clenched teeth as she continues to drive herself into you. She looks like a wild animal as she stares at you with burning eyes, her face flushed red, sweat beading her forehead and running down her cheeks.

Her thrusting becomes more erratic as she gets closer and closer to cumming, her hands gripping your legs tightly to prevent herself from falling on you. The table beneath you creaks as it supports the pressure of your mother's heavy body as well as yours. She's grunting and panting as her orgasm approaches, the sight of her so close to climax making you bite your own lip. She's so fucking hot right now...

She throws her head back, and then slams her cock into you one final time, burying it to the hilt as she cries out in ecstasy, shooting rope after rope of hot sperm straight into your bowels. You can't help but wail as she floods your ass with cum, your own climax rapidly approaching as well. It's like a dam has broken inside you, and your body can't hold the torrent of pleasure any longer.

You cum with her, your entire body trembling and shaking as she keeps pumping hot gobs of semen straight into your bowels. It feels so good... So hot... You're overwhelmed by the sensations coursing through you, your mind barely able to register what's happening. "Mommy," you moan as you feel the first wave of orgasm wash over you, "I love you so much, Mommy," you repeat as the waves of pleasure crash over you again and again.

Finally, your mother collapses on top of you, completely spent. This bends your legs all the way up to the sides of your face, leaving your stretched ass open to the air, but you don't care about that. All that matters is feeling her warm soft body pressed against yours. Her entire weight is squishing her boobs as well as your newly inflated belly, but your anus stubbornly refuses to let even a single drop of her load escape.

You feel her breath on your neck, and suddenly she kisses you, pressing her tongue against yours. "I love you so much, sweetie," she says softly.

You nod wordlessly, lost in a daze of pleasure and bliss. You feel her lips press to your cheek as she nuzzles in to kiss it. She kisses it again and again, her lips lingering against it as if trying to memorize it. She proceeds with your shoulder, then your arm, then your hand.

After a while, she pulls away and looks at you, a tender expression on her face. She reaches out with a finger and traces its path along your chest and down to your belly, where she stops. "Doesn't that feel uncomfortable? The skin is so stretched," she asks.

"Actually, it feels really good," you tell her truthfully. "And it's a constant reminder of how much I belong to you."

Shaking her head in amazement, she fondles it a bit more. "It looks so good on you..." she whispers with admiration before leaning forward again and kissing you on the mouth. "Thank you for letting me fuck your beautiful little butt, Doug."

"You're welcome."

"Now that we've had our fun, I'm sure you're ready for some sleep."

"Yeah..." You say dreamily.

Lisa pulls her cock out of you, causing you to groan at the loss of the warmth inside you. As you try to catch your breath, Lisa stands up. "Are you in any way hungry? I think I'll order something."

"Nope, I'm fine." You stretch out on the table, your body still trembling from the aftershocks of orgasm and the excitement of being taken by your mother. She's already given you all the sustenance you could ever want.

She reaches for her phone and calls the pizza delivery service, where she orders a family-sized pizza with extra onions and pepper.

"Doug, do you think you'd be ok with it... if I just took a quick picture of you? Just for myself," Lisa asks, looking at your naked body as she fumbles with her phone in the dim light coming from the kitchen. You blush as you realize what she means. "Of course, I wouldn't put it online or anything like that," she assures you. "Just for my memory. I'd never show it to anyone else."

"Um... okay," you stammer a little unsure, not really knowing why this is such a big deal for her, but trusting her completely. After a few moments of fumbling with her camera, she takes a picture of your body. Your anus is every so slightly swollen, your stomach bloated from all the cum she pumped into you. She takes another shot with a little more artistic flair, framing you in the image with your hands behind your head, showing off your glistening body.

She puts her phone down, her fingers slightly trembling she watches you admire the photo on the screen. "Jesus, those are hot, Doug. You look absolutely amazing."

"Thanks," you smile back, blushing.

After half an hour, the doorbell rings. The two of you are actually watching plain old TV when it happens, just cuddling in the afterglow of sex and basking in the glow of your new relationship. Your mother has been sitting in the same spot on the couch since she ordered the pizza, but now stands up and goes to answer the door. As she reaches for a coat, you call out to her.

"Hey, Mom?"

"Yes?" She turns around to see what you want.

"No clothes, remember? You promised!"

Your mother's cheeks redden a little.

"But that's the pizza guy, Doug. He doesn't need to see me naked."

"Well, he does now," you say matter-of-factly.

Your mother blushes and bites her lip nervously. She hesitates for a moment, then steps aside and opens the front door, revealing herself completely naked to the pizza delivery man. You can't make out what they're saying from your position on the couch, but you hear your mother giggle nervously.

A minute later, your mother returns with a large box in her arms. The crimson blush from her face actually extends down her neck and breasts, which combined with her red hair makes her look like a torch. She sets the box down on the kitchen table, sits down, and begins eating without uttering another word. Her eyes are looking somewhere far off into space.

You decide to ask her about it. "Is everything alright?" You ask her quietly, your voice barely above a whisper, but carrying through the room regardless.

She looks at you, but her eyes don't focus. "Mmhm... Yeah..." She mumbles distractedly. "Pizza’s great..."

It's clear enough that she is processing what she just did, but she isn't ready yet to talk about it. You decide to let it go for now, the TV still playing in the background as your mom eats silently.

After dinner, she heads off to her bedroom. As she gets to the doorway, she looks over her shoulder at you.

"Good night, sweetie," she says softly. "I think it's for the best if you sleep in your own bed tonight, I need to think a bit."

"Of course, mom," you reply, turning off the TV. "Are you ok?"

Instead of a response, you get a wave of her hand, as she turns and vanishes into her room, closing the door behind her.

An uneasy feeling settles in your stomach. If your mom is unwell, then so are you. Eventually, you turn off the TV and head towards her door. Even in the total silence of the living room, you can't make out a single sound coming from her room.

After a while, you turn away and go to bed in your own room, where you curl up under your blankets.

It takes a while before sleep finally overcomes you.