Fantasia

Episode 1: Home-Cunt Welcome

I kicked the front door shut behind me, backpack sliding off one shoulder, the stink of school still clinging to my clothes. Senior year was finally almost over, but right now all I could think about was the throbbing ache in my jeans. My cock had been half-hard the entire bus ride home, leaking into my boxers because I knew exactly what waited for me inside.

“Mom?” I called out, voice already thick.

From the living room came her lazy, smoky laugh. “In here, sweetie. Door’s open… just like Mommy’s legs.”

There she was—my hot, lazy-as-fuck mother—sprawled across the couch like she hadn’t moved since I left at 7 a.m. Thirty-eight years old and built like a pornstar who gave up on everything except getting fucked. Messy blonde hair piled on her head, huge tits barely contained in a tiny white tank top that was basically see-through from how much she was sweating. No bra. Her fat pink nipples poked against the fabric like they were begging for teeth. Below that? Nothing but a pair of black lace panties pulled to the side, her shaved, puffy pussy already glistening and open. One leg hooked over the back of the couch, the other dangling, toes painted slut-red. A half-empty wine glass sat on her belly, rising and falling with her slow breaths.

She didn’t even sit up. Just stretched like a cat in heat and smirked at me.

“Rough day, baby boy? Come give Mommy her afternoon cock. You know the rule—soon as you walk in, that dick belongs in Mommy’s cunt.”

I was already ripping my shirt off, belt clinking to the floor. “Fuck, Mom… you’re soaked already.”

“Been playing with my clit thinking about you since noon,” she purred, two fingers lazily circling her swollen clit. A thick string of her pussy juice stretched between her fingers when she pulled them away. “Daddy’s at work till late. We’ve got hours. Now get over here and breed your mother like the good boy you are.”

I dropped to my knees between her spread thighs. The smell hit me first—thick, musky, sweet cunt mixed with the faint scent of the wine she’d been sipping. My cock sprang out, 8 thick inches veined and angry, head already shiny with pre-cum. Mom licked her lips like she was starving.

“Mmm, look at that fat dick. Still growing for Mommy, huh? Come on, shove it in. No foreplay today—I’ve been edging myself stupid waiting for my son’s cock.”

I didn’t hesitate. I lined up and slammed balls-deep in one brutal thrust. Her cunt was scalding hot, sloppy wet, and gripped me like a velvet fist that had been molded for my dick since I turned 18. Mom’s back arched, tits bouncing free of the tank top as she let out a long, whoreish moan.

“Fuuuuck yes! That’s my baby boy’s cock stretching Mommy open. Deeper—ruin Mommy’s married pussy again.”

I started pounding her like an animal, hips slapping loud against her ass, the wet squelching sounds of her cunt echoing through the house. Every thrust made her huge tits jiggle and her lazy body bounce on the cushions. She just lay there, wine glass still balanced on her stomach, letting me use her like a fleshlight.

“Harder, sweetie. Mommy’s lazy today—fuck me like you hate me. Make that pussy fart around your cock.”

I grabbed her hips and gave her exactly what she wanted—mean, deep strokes that punched her cervix every time. Her pussy made disgusting wet noises, cream coating my shaft and dripping down to soak her asshole. Mom’s eyes rolled back, mouth hanging open in pure bliss.

“God, I raised such a perfect fucktoy. Eighteen and already ruining Mommy’s hole every single day after school. You gonna cum inside again? Flood Mommy’s womb so Daddy never knows whose baby it really is?”

The dirty talk sent lightning up my spine. I leaned down, sucking one fat nipple into my mouth while I railed her, biting just hard enough to make her squeal. Her free hand reached down and spread her pussy lips wider around my pistoning cock so I could watch every inch disappear into her.

“Look at that,” she panted, voice wrecked. “Mommy’s son’s cock owning this cunt. You’re so much thicker than your father. Stretch me—make Mommy gape when you pull out.”

I flipped her over without pulling out, bending her over the arm of the couch so her fat ass was up and her face was smashed into the cushions. Now I could really destroy her. I grabbed a handful of her messy hair and yanked her head back while I slammed in even harder, balls smacking her clit.

“Fuck—yes—breed me, baby! Mommy’s such a lazy slut for her own son’s cum. Gonna quit my job and just stay home getting knocked up by you every day.”

Her pussy started spasming, milking me. I felt her cum—hot squirt spraying around my cock, soaking my thighs and the couch. She screamed my name like a pornstar, body shaking, but I didn’t slow down. I fucked her straight through it, turning her orgasm into a sloppy, screaming mess.

“Pull out for a second,” she gasped suddenly.

I did, and the second my cock left her ruined hole her pussy farted loudly, a huge glob of her cream and my pre-cum bubbling out. Mom reached back, spread her cheeks, and pushed—another wet fart followed by a thick rope of her girl-cum splattering onto the floor.

“See what you do to Mommy? Now put it back in my ass. I want you to fuck both holes before you fill my womb.”

I didn’t need to be told twice. I spat on her puckered asshole and shoved in raw. Her ass was even tighter, hotter, gripping me like it never wanted me to leave. Mom pushed back lazily, moaning like a whore while I reamed her shithole.

“Two holes in one afternoon… that’s my good boy. Mommy’s just a set of fuckholes for her son now. Cum whenever you want—Mommy’s on the pill but we both know you’re gonna knock me up anyway.”

I switched back and forth—pussy, ass, pussy, ass—until both her holes were gaping, red, and drooling. Finally I couldn’t hold it. I buried myself balls-deep in her cunt, grinding against her cervix.

“Gonna cum, Mom—”

“Do it! Fill Mommy! Breed your own mother like the filthy **** pig she is!”

I exploded. Rope after thick rope of hot, sticky cum blasted straight into her womb. So much it overflowed immediately, squirting out around my cock in creamy white rivers. Mom came again just from feeling me pump her full, her lazy body convulsing, toes curling, screaming my name.

I stayed inside her, cock twitching, letting the last drops drain into the mother who birthed me. She reached back, scooped some of the leaking cum, and licked it off her fingers with a satisfied purr.

“Mmm… best part of my day. Now go shower, baby. Mommy’s ordering pizza. After dinner we’re doing round two on the kitchen table. Daddy can eat the leftovers while he watches his son fuck his wife again.”

I pulled out slowly, watching my cum pour from her destroyed pussy like a broken faucet. She didn’t even close her legs—just lay there leaking, smiling that lazy, slutty smile.

“Love you, Mom.”

“Love you more, sweetie. Now go. Mommy’s cunt needs a break… for about twenty minutes.”