Starting the day (again)

Lisa smiles down at you, still covered from head to toe in her glistening white cum. You're squatting in front of her with your knees wide apart, breathing heavily and steadying yourself by holding onto her legs. Your thick round ass cheeks bulge out behind you, with your hungry hole in the middle already in the process of re-tightening itself for the next cock.

"I think so, too. I'm proud of you, Doug. You've blossomed into such a sexy slut."

She grabs her softening dick by the base and starts to rub it across your face in slow circles, lovingly smearing her motherly essence all over your happy face. You moan and press your face into her magnificent dick, trying to lick her hot and rich jizz every time it appears near your mouth.

"And now that I've tapped that sexy ass of yours, I'm not going to stop. I'll show you why I was the Bitch Maker back then. I'll fuck you until your insides are molded to my cock."

She lifts her slick dick a couple of inches up from your face, then drops it back down with an audible wet squelch. She repeats this process, elicting small moans from your lips every time her meat smacks against your face. Between every soft slap, she speaks in a low and certain voice.

"I'm gonna." Slap. "Fuck you." Slap. "In the morning." Slap. "After school." Slap. "At lunchtime." Slap. "And everywhere." Slap. "In." Slap. "Between!"

Your heart is beating out of your chest, as your mother shows you an entirely new side of herself. It's intense, but also exciting.

"Yes, mom! Please! I'm so horny all the time, I need someone to bend me over properly!"

She chuckles and removes her slick dick from your face. Glancing up at her, you can tell she is both amused and proud. With a glint in her eye, she nods.

"Well, you've found her. Now, I've just showered and my dick is all slick with cum. Why don't you be a good boy and clean it up for me?"

You dive in immediately and start to lick her clean. Her cock has regrettably gone completely flaccid, which makes the surface of it a bit more wrinkled and harder to clean, but that's fine. That just means that you can indulge yourself a bit longer.

You tenderly lick every square millimeter clean, making sure to suck all of her delicious sperm from every nook and cranny. Your eyes are closed in contentment the entire time, your taste buds firmly approving of your mother's cum.

"Hmm. That's nice, sweetie. But I think it's clean, and if I'm not mistaken, you're already running late for school. And if you don't want to show up there all covered in my cum - which you can if you want - I'd recommend moving that huge ass of yours into the shower."

She pulls her dick free of your warm and velvety mouth, and turns to grab a towel. Robbed of her meaty prick in your mouth, you pout at her.

"But mooooom, I wanna-"

"Nope. Not happening. You have ten minutes to get ready, young man. Hurry up!"

She wraps the towel around her waist, hiding her beautiful cock from your sight, and leaves.

After a quick shower, you select a new outfit for the day: A white top with a knot in front that leaves your toned midriff bare, and tight red hotpants that dig deeply into your ass crack and just barely manage to cover your enormous globes, but technically do satisfy your school's dress code.

You rejoin your mother in the living room, where you see her dressed up in her suit, which tastefully accentuates her goods - all of them. Currently, she's walking in circles as she's speaking on the phone. She nods at you, but holds up a finger to indicate that she'll need just a moment.

"Mrs. North, this is Lisa Sinclair calling. My son, Doug Sinclair, and I have been fucking all morning, and we've lost track of time a bit. I just wanted... Hmm?... Yes ma'am, he's tight as a virgin, but stretchy in all the right ways. I'm sure you have... Yeah... Hmm?... Oh, I'd love to marathon fuck him the entire day, but I'm afraid I'm not sixteen anymore... Hm?... Heh, I know, right?... Okay so, I'll drop the little minx at the school in a little while... I think you'll be able to spot his big ass all the way from your office window... Yeah, the red ones... Okay, perfect. Thank you very much, and have a nice day!"

She grins at you as she hangs up the phone. It's a bit weird to hear your mother speak with such candor, but then that's how women are. She looks at your outfit and raises an eyebrow, but then shrugs.

"A daring outfit. Jesus, I'm standing in front of you and I can still see your ass cheeks! Come on then, my little slutty son. Let's get moving!"

She hands you your bag, and the two of you leave the house. She slaps your ass quite firmly, causing you to yelp and your left cheek to wobble a couple of times. With a grin on your face and a spring in your step, you move out to tackle the day.