Theresa, and then... Just Theresa

You see your mom at the foot of the bed, She glances down and blushes as you make eye contact. You look at her plump hips and large breasts held up in that lacy nightie. At the hands that have prepared you dinner every night. At those soft lips that used to kiss your hurts and make them better. A feeling of shame washes through you at your actions. Yes she is a beautiful attractive woman, but she is also your mother and deserves better.

You let out a frustrated grunt as you turn to your mother and say "Pretend none of this ever happened, and don't let Theresa try and talk you into having sex with me again." she nods before fleeing the room and you turn back to a pouting Theresa. "What was that‽" you growl at her.

Theresa looks hurt as she flops down next to your legs. "We both know the way you look at us. You want us, and it drives me wild. I at least know why, but mom doesn't. She told me that she is having to masturbate because dad cant keep up with her anymore." She lets out a sigh. "I just figured if you were fucking us like you want to it wouldn't be a problem."

You groan in exasperation. "So what? You want me to just have sex with you whenever I feel like it?"

Theresa lets out a sultry smile. "Sure master, why not? This is your house, and this is your body. You can do whatever you want."

You imagine for a moment Theresa bent over the couch as you pound her from behind. She lets out a moan that disrupts the fantasy as she slowly rubs her legs together. "Mhhh, see master? you want it too." She slides a hand between her legs and starts slowly rubbing. "The only question is, why haven't you taken me yet?"

You let out a frustrated growl as you quickly take off your shirt and then slide your pants the rest of the way off. Theresa lets out a squeak but doesn't fight as you as you drag her onto her back on the middle of the bed. She squirms as you spread her legs and line yourself up. "Oh master, Take me, Oh Yesssss." She hisses as you slowly but firmly push your way into her wet folds. She lets out a grunt when you bottom out and then start to slowly remove yourself again. "Oh... yes... Master, please ruin your cocksleeve. Turn your pussy into a sopping mess." With a grunt you slam yourself back in to the hilt, letting out some of your frustration at this mess she has caused as you slowly pound her into the bed.

"Oh god, please dont ever stop." she moans as you feel yourself starting to approach the end. Your abs are burning, but the yelps and whimpers that She is letting out are worth it. "Fine, but if you want that you are going bottomless from now on." you grunt only to be met with a wail from Theresa as she climaxes, her pussy spasming and milking your dick.

You cant take any more and the sensation sends you over the edge as you drive yourself into her one last time as your orgasm pumps your cum deep inside her. With a sigh you roll over and collapse onto the bed with your stomach burning. "Oh god, im going to count this as my exercise for the week." you say as you rub your belly.

Looking over at Theresa you just see a glazed look in her eyes before you flop back onto the bed. After your breathing has gone back to normal you sit up and walk into the bathroom. Theresa had a point, it really was unfair of you to be basically giving your mother aphrodisiacs constantly. Looking at yourself in the mirror you order. "No more perving on your own mother."

You stare at yourself for a few more seconds before you shrug and walk back out. Picking your phone up off the nightstand you see that its late enough that dinner should be done soon, assuming mom went back to her usual routine. You slip back into your clothes and head downstairs.