Submit, reluctantly.

The unbearable stench and boiling heat that populated the centimetre of space between your mouth and your mother's slimy nutsack caused you to grimace. Raising your hands up to push away from Lisa's soft thighs, you tried to speak out at her.

"Mom, wait - Crystal had told me you're bou-"

Lisa stopped you mid sentence, pushing the base of her cock onto your mouth to get you to stop talking.

"Not now, sweetie. After."

Realizing you had no other option at the moment, your only hope to try and convince her after-the-fact, you resigned yourself to Lisa's lecherous desires, hoping to finish it as quickly as possible.

Sticking your tongue out, you traced the creases on her cum-filled balls, your lips dragging on the caked, greasy hairs, causing you to retch. Lisa hummed with delight, her cock twitching with an unbound fury as she slowly ran her hand along her length.

The air between you two was thick, replete with a nefarious mixture of her musk and hormones as Lisa finally succumbed to her desires. Dragging her scrotum across your face, she arched her hips back and positioned her cock in front of your face. It stared at you hungrily, a glob of precum lazily dripping out from the tip of her thick foreskin. The smell is what hit you first - a stuffy, odorous hammer that nearly knocked you on your ass.

"Stick your tongue out, sweetie," Lisa said, poking her cockhead against your lips impatiently. "You're going to taste it first."

Unwillingly, you allowed a small part of your tongue to escape from your mouth, finding its way into the precum-filled pocket of her foreskin. The space between her glans and foreskin was boiling hot, continually leaking with her sex; the salty and sour fluid settling on your tongue as you explored the inside of her prepuce, sending a hazy jolt of hormones through your brain.

The air between you two was silent, save for Lisa's undulating groans filling the room with debauched intent.

"Good, that's very good, baby," Lisa said, shuddering with perversion. "Now comes the fun part. Tap twice if it's too much."

You had a split second to think. "Too mu-?"

No later did Lisa utter those words did her thick cock push against your lips, her spongy head breaking against your closed lips with a sadistic strength, until her cockhead broke into your mouth, her foreskin finally rolling back against your lips as the first few inches went in. Instantly, the tastes and smells from Lisa's day in the gym diffused into your mouth, a fermented concoction of sweat, musk, and unrealized sexual desire, all bundled tightly together in Lisa's now destroyed yoga pants.

Your other split second to register the new-found tastes and smells was also cut short by a hard thrust from Lisa. Half of her veiny cock made its way deeper into your mouth, dragging against your teeth, until the head of her cock poked the entrance to your throat. A hurling sensation took over your body, your ears ringing with pressure as the air escaped your stomach. A tear rolled down your eye as you dry-heaved, Lisa's sweaty cock still half-lodged in your throat, with your mother trying to push further with reckless abandon. Suddenly, she withdrew from your mouth, a trail of saliva and precum effectually attaching your mouth to her cock.

*WHACK* Lisa brought a hand across your cheek, hard - enough to replace the pressure-induced ringing in your ears with one of pain and shock.

"Don't. Use. Teeth. I won't ask again. In fact -" Lisa brought her hands up to your mouth, before prying your lips apart with callous disregard for your comfort. The spongy head of her cock idled on your tongue, a sour and steady stream of precum trickling into your throat, as Lisa was content to savour the moment.

The rest of the room was quiet - stuffy, even, as you felt your mom's heart beat in her thick member.

"Doug, sweetie. About what I said earlier. I'm going to make you take me, now." Lisa's body strained, her soft and sweaty body shining under the pale, cold light in the living room. Every iota of her being was trying to restrain herself with any ounce of willpower that had remained from last night. It was a fool's folly, though, as your focus redirected away from the massive and sweaty frame towering over you, to the red bush of pubic hair and monstrously aroused cock prodding into the palate of your mouth.

Suddenly, you felt a sharp twinge of pressure and pain behind your eyes as Lisa pushed her cock into your throat with piston-like efficiency. Her depraved thrust into your mouth was accompanied by a guttural gag that came from the depths of your stomach as inch after inch of her unkempt cock found itself digging further into your orifice.

Lisa seemed to relish in your pain - Crystal's words echoed eerily in your mind as you found yourself unprepared for the vulgar twinge of energy that accompanied your mother's actions. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity of your mother using gravity to her depraved desires, she stopped, content to park her meat in your now stressed throat . Your nose pressed up against her soft body, flush against a mound of musky red pubic hairs, as your heart beat in your ears once more. Time seemed to stagnate as Lisa's carnal and sadistic desires realized themselves, her hands now wrapped around your head, pushing you further in like a coiled snake finally ensnaring it's coveted prey. You waited, fearfully. And then you waited some more. Both of your hands pressing intently against your mother's sticky, thick thighs, you waited for what felt like an hour for her to retreat as tears welled in your eyes, hoping that she'd begin the process of skullfucking you, and allow at least some air into your system.

But that moment did not come.

Instead, Lisa's cock began throbbing. An unnatural rhythm, akin to the one you felt inside of you the night before. An ominous portending of what was to come, as Lisa so quickly lost control of her libido and fell into you with an animalistic fervor. Her entire body shook with pleasure as she lost her balance, waddling further into you to where her thighs covered your head, sticking to you like a fleshly prison. Her shudders were followed by a more brutish pushing of her cock even deeper into the recesses of your esophagus. A final, catastrophic twinge of pain echoed throughout your body like a hot knife, as her cockhead finally pressed through the last barrier of your throat. With that final retreat of your body, you were left as a sleeve for her to use, but Lisa's jarring groan, muffled by the sheer mass of her legs, told you that she was close to finishing. That closeness was an understatement - no sooner did she moan, than did a massive torrent of thick cum hit your stomach instantaneously, as Lisa screamed in abject pleasure.

"FUCK. OH FUCK, SWEETIE. SWALLOW ME. SWALLOW EVERY LAST BIT."__

Her words almost sounded ethereal, enveloped by the two soft thighs squeezing your head, but the endless flood of hot, musky cum being **** fed into you was very tangible. Pulse after pulse of her cock left more than your stomach could handle, a gauntlet of fluids that began to take its' final toll on your meek body. Your vision began to falter as you found yourself unable to breathe, and you felt yourself going limp as Lisa unlatched herself from your trachea.

A ringing danced across your ears with a lazy pace, your eyes fit to follow suit. One by one, your senses ceded themselves to the deadly dance that you had played with oxygen, but among the descent, you heard a faint voice.

"Doug..? Dougie?! Sweetheart?!"

"Oh, no... What have I done..."