Home again

Kyle walked through the door, feeling surprisingly light despite the day he’d had. He hadn’t been overwhelmed by schoolwork or the usual stress—today has definitely been... different. Before he managed to kick his shoes off, the phone in his pocket buzzed with a notification. It was a text from Cory, with a picture attached. He swiped it open.

"Master, your slut just got home," Cory's text read, followed by a winking emoji. Kyle felt his cock twitch again as he opened the picture. Cory stood in the middle of her room, naked with her school clothes scattered on the floor. Her large tits were covered in a sticky mess of his cum, just as he had left them.

She held the phone above her, her cute and a bit nervous face was red, and her eyes had a sparkle of excitement. The sight was more than he could handle, and his hand went to his crotch, giving his cock a squeeze.

In fact, the memory of the masochist's boobs wraped around his cock was still fresh when he felt soft breasts pressing into his back, "Who's the lucky girl sending you nudes, Kyle?" Kyle froze, his heart racing as he felt her warm breath on his neck.

His mom had snuck up behind him, her eyes glinting with a knowing smile. "M-mom!" he sputtered, trying to cover his phone screen. She reached around, plucking it from his hand with ease. "Oh, I know this girl," she said with a knowing smile. "I didn't know you two were so close."

He swallowed hard, trying to come up with a sensible explanation, "Mom, listen... It's not what you think."

Sarah let out a giggle and threw him the phone back, "Really now? I guess sending boys naked photos means something else for younger generation," she said, raising an eyebrow. "But I'm happy for you, honey. It's about time you started exploring."

Kyle felt his face burn as he caught the phone. "What? You aren't mad?!" he blurted out, unable to believe his mom's casual attitude about the explicit picture of Cory's cum-covered tits.

"Mad?" Sarah said, her tone amused. "Why would I be mad?" She stepped closer, her own breasts brushing against his arm. "In fact, I'm quite happy for you. To be honest, yesterday me and your dad where kinda worried you might be gay, not like it's wrong or anything."

Her words hit him like a punch in the gut, but before he could respond, she leaned in and kissed him on the lips. It was a soft, lingering kiss that sent shockwaves through Kyle's body. He didn't know how to react, but his body was responding to her touch, his cock growing hard again.

When she pulled away, she gave him a knowing smile. "But now, I know you're all straight," she said, her hand reaching down to give his erection a gentle squeeze. "So, we have some time before your dad comes home, do you want your mom's lips around your cock while you text with that definitely-not-your-girlfriend?"

Kyle's eyes went wide, and for a moment, he couldn't breathe. "Sure, mom," he managed to say, his voice barely above a whisper. Sarah's smile grew wider, and she stepped back, letting him follow her to the living room, "Here mom? What if dad comes home?"

Sarah just laughed, "Don't worry about it," she said, her hand reaching back to give his ass a squeeze. "It's not like we would be fucking. I just pull your pants and suck your cock for a bit, no big deal." She winked at him, and Kyle couldn't believe the situation he was in.

They settled on the couch, and Kyle sent another text to Cory, his heart racing. "Send your pussy next!" he typed out, his thumbs moving with surprising dexterity as he watched his mother's mouth wrap around him again.

Sarah took his length into her mouth, her eyes on her son's face as she bobbed her head up and down, her cheeks hollowing with each suck. The view made Kyle's cock throb, and he couldn't help but let out a low moan.

"You like that, don't you?" she murmured, pulling away for a moment to speak. "Sexting with a girl while I suck you off?"

Kyle nodded, his eyes glued to the screen as Cory sent a picture of her pink, wet folds, her finger teasing her clit. The sound notification made Sarah pause, "What she sent you?" she asked, her voice muffled around his cock.

"Her pussy," he murmured, his heart racing as he watched his mom's reaction.

Sarah pulled away, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. "Let me see," she said, and Kyle handed her the phone. She studied the picture with a critical eye before handing it back to him. "Tell her to spread her legs wider," she said, her voice filled with a motherly concern that seemed out of place in the situation.

Kyle did as he was told, sending Cory a text. "Spread wider for me," he typed, his own excitement palpable.

Cory's response was almost instantaneous, a picture of her legs wide open, her pussy on full display. Kyle couldn't help but moan as he saw the glistening wetness and the way her pink inner lips were swollen with arousal.

"Tell her to put something in her pussy," Sarah whispered, her own hand disappearing into her pants. "Make it something she wouldn't normally use."

Kyle's mind raced, and he sent a text telling Cory to grab a cucumber from the fridge. While he waited for his **** to obey, he leaned back into the couch, letting his mother continue her expert blowjob. Her cheeks hollowed as she took him deep, her tongue swirling around his shaft.

The phone buzzed again, and he couldn't wait to see what Cory had done. The image that popped up was even better than he had hoped for. She had found a cucumber, and it was half buried in her dripping pussy, her face a picture of pleasure and embarrassment.

"Good girl," Kyle murmured, his thumb typing out the words, and was a bit shocked when his mom paused her blowjob to whisper, "Thanks Daddy." He felt his cock jerk at the sound of her voice, but he didn't question it, instead he put his hand on Sarah's head, pushing her down again, earning a gleeful moan from her.

With his other hand Kyle barely manged to type "push it deep and cum for me" before his mom took his whole cock down her throat, her eyes watering slightly but never breaking contact with his. His hand gave out and the phone fell down on the couch, his hand landing near the first one, pushing his dick deeper down her throat. He felt his orgasm building, his toes curling as he felt the insides of her throat contract around his cock.

With a grunt, Kyle emptied his balls into his mother's throat, her eyes squeezed shut in pleasure. She swallowed every drop, her throat moving in a way that made him want to cum again just watching. She pulled back, her eyes sparkling with excitement as she licked her lips clean. "Show me what she sent," she murmured, her voice hoarse.

He picked up his phone, his hand still trembling slightly, and showed her Cory's picture. "Looks like she enjoyed herself," she said, her voice filled with a hint of jealousy. Kyle felt a strange thrill at the thought of his mother being jealous of another girl. "I want to cum too," she whispered, her hand slipping into her pants.

"Mom," he said, his voice still thick with lust. "Do you want me to...?"

"Yes," she said, her voice breathy. "I want you to fuck me, baby. Make me cum like that."

He didn't need to be told twice. He stood up, his cock still hard, and helped his mom strip off her clothes. Her body was just as he remembered from his childhood, but now it was different. It was a sexual being that was begging to be used by him. He pushed her onto the couch, spreading her legs wide, and lined up his cock with her wet pussy.

With a slow, deliberate motion, he pushed into her, feeling her tightness around him. She moaned, her nails digging into the couch cushions. "Oh, Kyle," she moaned, arching her back. "You feel so good."

He began to move, his hips thrusting into her with a rhythm that made her moan louder with each stroke. She was so wet, so warm, and he couldn't believe this was his mother. It was a taboo thought that only made him more excited.

As he fucked her, he couldn't help but think about the app, about the power he had. But here, in this moment, it didn't matter. All that mattered was the feeling of her body against his, the sound of her pleasure, and the knowledge that she was his to use.

He leaned down, kissing her neck, her collarbone, her breasts. His mother's body responded to him eagerly, her hips rising to meet his every thrust. He could feel her getting closer, her walls tightening around him. "Cum for me, mom," he murmured against her ear.

And she did. With a loud moan, she came hard, her body shaking beneath him. He followed her over the edge, his cock spurting hot cum deep inside her. They lay there for a moment, panting and sweaty, the only sound in the room their heavy breathing.