Sunday Morning

The next morning I woke feeling more relaxed than I had in a long time. I got out of bed slowly, stretching my naked form to warm my sleepy muscles up. The sun had barely risen outside my windows (I had always been an early riser) and I could hear mom in the kitchen making breakfast. I smiled to myself as I recalled the day before. My morning wood stood front and center, begging to be taken care of.

I all but ran down the stairs, excited to get started on the day ahead with mom. She was in the kitchen and if I wasn't naked my cock would've put a hole in my pants. As was typical my mom was dressed for her morning run, a spandex crop top that showed off her abs beautifully and a pair of tight running shorts giving me a perfect view of her long thick legs.

"Morning honey," mom greeted as I entered the kitchen. Her eyes darted downward for a moment and a look of annoyed resignation came over her face. "Again Tara?"

"Sorry mom," I told her, not sorry in the least. "It's just the morning wood. I just need to take care of it before breakfast. Now can you drop the shorts and turn around?"

"Alright," she sighed before doing what I said. She slid her tight little shorts down to the floor, giving me another amazing look at her waxed pussy, before turning around showing off her tight ass.

I groaned a bit at the sight before moving behind her and pushing her forward until she was bent at the waist holding the counter for support. I rubbed my cockhead around her pussy for a bit to get it warmed up before slowly sliding back into my mom's wonderful cunt.

"~Fuuuck that's good~" I moaned in satisfaction as I slowly worked my cock into her velvety entrance. "There's just something so ~uggh~ good about your pussy mom, I can't describe how ~fucking gooood~ it feels."

"Sure honey," she told me disinterested. She gave off only a few soft grunts as I thrust into her still as affected by our endless fucking as she might have been having to do the dishes for me. I didn't really mind.

Leaning forward my tits pressing into her back I gripped her ponytail with one hand, pulling on her hair lightly. I pressed my face into her neck to get a breath full of her scent, while my other hand slid to her front and pulled at her top in order to pop one of her tits free. As soon as it did I grabbed a handful of boob and planed with it like a toy, squeezing and rubbing it as if it was one of mine.

Feeling this huge collection of sensations at the same time I couldn't help but have a sudden and startling orgasm. I barely realized I was coming until the jizz was shooting out of my cock. Pushing in deep I blasted mom's womb with the full **** of my load.

"Still inside Tara?" Mom lightly scolded as if she caught me stealing a cookie before dinner and not filling her fertile babymaker with my virile futa semen.

"Of...course," I puffed out rolling my hips and letting out a last indulgent squirt. "It feels way better. I consider it something of a personal policy to never pull out unless I'm giving a chick a facial or something."

"I'm not some chick. I'm your mom."

"Exactly," I said with a smile as I pulled my softening cock out and rubbed it on her thighs, my cum dripping out onto her workout shorts. "So I have even less reason to pull out. This isn't a sex-type thing or anything. It's all about what feels best for me, so if it feels good to come inside and fill your womb with my jizz that's what we should do. And if I want to come somewhere else because it will feel good I'll pull out and do that. That's the normal thing to do after all."

"I...fine," mom agreed as she reached down to pull her shorts back on. "I can't say I'm really thrilled about all that, but you aren't wrong. Now, are you done? I was going to make pancakes."

"For now," I nodded before taking a seat at the table. "I usually get off a few times when school normally starts so my balls will need draining in a little bit."

"Alright, I was hoping to get a run in this morning though."

"Don't worry mom. We'll both burn a lot of calories today."