A little too heated

By movie night, you actually meant watching a movie with mom. You picked out some comedy and turned down the lights. The two of you sat together eating from a bag of popcorn you took from the pantry and enjoyed the show. It wasn’t the best of movies but there were still plenty of points where the two of you laughed. About midway through, your dad had made his appearance. His posture was slumped, and he looked slightly depressed. Taking a moment to look at the both of you then to the TV, he decided to take a seat on a recliner on the side.

You felt like upping the ante. Wrapping your arm around her waist, you pulled her further into your side. She let out a surprised yelp but welcomed the move. Dad meanwhile seemed to be trying to formulate words, anything to stop your advances on mom.

What seemed to be the breaking point for him, was when you simply started caressing her thigh with the hand wrapped around her. With gentle motions, you moved further between her legs.

He seemed to fly with how high he jumped from his chair. “Erik! That’s no way you should be touching your mother! Angela, come with me right now, I don’t want my son anywhere near you.” But instead of getting up, your mother stayed in her place and gave him a sad smile.

“I’m sorry Henry, but I belong to Erik now and he can do whatever he wants, ohhh…” She let out a soft moan at the end of her sentence as your hand slid deeper between her legs, parting them further. As part of changing her clothes earlier, your mom had chosen some grey sweatpants and you believe that was a perfect choice for the occasion. A visible wet spot was forming between her legs and you hadn’t even reached her pussy.

“Damit Angela, you fucking whore. The least you could do is try to resist it! And you Erik. You are no son of mine, you fucking sick bastard.” Your father’s face was getting red and a vein you’ve never seen before was pulsing on the side of his temple. Stomping off, you could hear every pounding step followed by the slamming of his bedroom door.

Looking at your mother’s face you could tell she was deeply affected by his words like she was almost on the edge of tears.

“Don’t listen to him, mom. You’re not a whore. You’re a beautiful amazing woman that takes care of this family. He’s just an asshole that doesn’t care about anything.” Leaning forward you gave your mom a kiss on the forehead.

“Thanks, sweetie. I knew it was going to hurt listening to what he said, I just didn’t think it would feel this bad.” She says.

You give your mom a tight hug before getting up. “Come on mom, I know what to do to make you feel better.”

After taking her up to your room, you put took the time to make her feel extra special. You may have claimed her out of lust originally, but she was still your sweet and lovely mom that you cared about deeply, and you couldn’t stand to see her upset. So, you decided to focus mainly on her pleasure.

She seemed adamant at first, but you assured her not to worry. You had her lay down on your bed, with a pillow beneath her waist to lift her up a tad, and from there you began laying down the kisses. Starting at the inside of her thighs and working your way in. Paying attention to her sounds and reactions, you kissed and nibbled all the way to that beautiful pair of lips that gave birth to you.

You’re not the most experienced person when it comes to eating a girl out, but you tried your best, and it looked like your mom enjoyed it very much. You would take your time alternating from massaging her little button with your tongue, before pushing into her depths. The hands in your hair and the legs locking around your head was a good sign that you were pushing her over the edge. The sound of her beautiful voice shouting out in pleasure signaled her orgasm and so you doubled your efforts to make her really ride it out.

Once she was done, you let her recover her breath to enjoy her moment. “Oh honey, that felt so amazing. I’ve never experienced that before.” The look of sadness on her face was gone and filled you with pride to know you made her feel better. But the job wasn’t done yet. Giving her some kisses, you let them get longer and more heated and let your hands roam across her body.

“I’m glad you enjoyed it mom, but I still have more I want to do for you.” You said. With her hips raised by the pillow and legs parted, you easily slipped into her tight pussy and began pounding away.

That night you and mom didn’t get very much sleep. Every moment you could was spent on pounding into that cunt of hers, making her scream in pleasure. Different positions were tried. Missionary and lotus felt much more personal and romantic while doggy style and spooning got rougher and primal as you switched to fucking her ass.

By the end of it, your mom was an incoherent mess, shuddering at your touch and covered in your cum, from head to toe. Your body was aching in exhaustion and fatigue and looking at the clock you saw that it was 2am. Damn, that had to be a record or something. Closing your eyes, you began to drift off to sleep.