Make her pussy yours

"Get on your back, Mom," you command, releasing her head. "Spread those legs. It's time for me to do something I should have done a long time ago."

Your mother lets your cock slip from her mouth before looking up at you lovingly. "Of course, Jordan." Her voice carries a slight lisp now, no doubt as a result of her newly modified lips and tongue. She shimmies out of the scrap of cloth around her waist, and pulls the flimsy excuse for a top over her head. Now completely naked, she lies down on the floor. Spreading her legs to expose her bare, wet pussy, she looks up at you passively, waiting for you to use her as you see fit.

You waste no time, kneeling between her legs and sliding your cock into her. Your entrance is a little too easy; she's so wet from arousal, and stretched out from what you can only imagine has been days of non-stop fucking, that her pussy doesn't feel anywhere near as satisfying as her talented mouth.

This thought had barely entered your mind before your attention is brought to a strange sensation. You look down and watch in wonder as your hole gets tighter and tighter, shrinking around your hard shaft. Halting your thrusts, you take a moment to marvel at the experience. It's like her pussy has been custom-made just for you... A tight, firm grip fitted for your pleasure.

You're not sure that your new toy feels the same way, though. A groan draws your gaze back to her face, and you see that her eyes are closed and her face is set in a grimace - she's clearly feeling the ill effects of a pussy that can barely fit her son's fat cock.

She breathes deeply, steadying herself. Her eyes flutter open and she catches your intense gaze. She returns it shyly, biting her lower lip. Her face is flushed with exertion and nervous arousal... Adorable.

Intrigued, you give an experimental thrust into her.

"Aah! Shit!" she snaps, arching her back and clawing at the floor. Ignoring her protest, you run your hand up her side, groping and squeezing at a supple breast. Her nipple is rock-hard under your palm. "Oh Gods..." She gasps. "Not so... Ah!"

Suddenly, you have a wicked thought. Keeping a firm grip on her breast while grasping her hip with your other hand, you push your shaft in down to the hilt and make a silent wish.

She yelps and squirms beneath you, but is no match for your strength. You feel her pussy tighten just a tiny bit more... Your cock feels like it's embedded in a hot velvet vice.

"Oh fuck, too much, too big... Fuck, I can't..." she babbles.

Your reply is purely physical. One hand reaches around her head to grab a fistful of hair. You tilt her head back and kiss her deeply, your tongue slipping between her fat cock-sucking lips. At the same time, you thrust forward, forcing her hips to slide across the floor as you begin a slow yet steady rhythm.

She shudders and groans, eyes closed and lips unresponsive to your kisses. You don't mind one bit, content to focus on the hot wet orifice squeezing every contour of your cock. You look down on this beautiful, flushed young woman - once your mother, now your sexual plaything - squirming and gasping in short, fast breaths.

You shove yourself into her over and over, penetrating fully with every thrust. Slowly her yelps of shock and groans of discomfort start to fade into more guttural moans.

"Uh! Oh fuuuck... So big, so - uh!" she groans, flinging her head back. A thin sheen of sweat is covering her body, and she's flushed and teary-eyed.

Your hand still grabbing her hair, you tilt her head up again to lock eyes with her. Lower lip is shaking, she gazes up at you, eyes submissive and pleading. You're not sure if that means she wants you to stop, or fuck her harder... And you doubt she knows herself at this point.

You make the decision for her, picking up the pace. As you pound into her harder and faster, the sounds of rutting flesh fill the room. Your little slut groans deeply, and this time it's clearly pleasure. You kiss her again and she returns it, her long tongue slipping into your mouth. You feel her legs wrap around your back and she starts to match your thrusts with her own.

Even so, the tightness around your cock and the tears flowing down her pretty red cheeks is evidence enough that you're pushing her to the limit. It's an empowering thought, and you grip her possessively, burying yourself in her wetness as her breasts press against you.

Reaching your limit, you groan with ecstacy as you pump your seed deep inside your mother. She continues to hold you close, not letting you pull out even an inch.