Nnngh...! My Pussy Tastes Good, Right? Is Your Cock Hard? Stick That Thing... In My Pussy... Nnngh...!
In the soft glow of the light, Mom's panties slide slowly down her smooth thighs.
Just as a few stray hairs begin to peek out, she teases the edge — lowering them, then stopping, then lowering them again, dangling the reveal like bait.
A stream of curses tears out of my mouth on pure reflex.
"Fuck, I paid for this shit — just yank them down already!"
The words come out louder than I mean them to. I flick a glance toward the door, every nerve strained for the slightest sound of someone moving around outside.
Luckily, Mom doesn't seem to have heard.
I drag my eyes back to the phone screen.
On-screen Mom giggles, sly and soft. She's wearing a mask, but I can read the expression underneath in a heartbeat.
Then, instead of giving me what I've been waiting for, she slowly pushes herself up.
In a flash she drops onto all fours, shoves her ass back in a long stretch, then hoists it high. She spreads both sleek legs wide and settles into a perfect doggy-style pose.
Fuck, look at that ass...
It's the size of a goddamn watermelon. I want to smash the like button on whatever degenerate left a comment about burying his face in Mom's ass.
And then, at last, Mom seizes the waistband of her panties in both fists.
Before I can even brace myself, she yanks them down hard.
"Kh—!"
A thin moan slips out of me whether I want it to or not.
She peels the panties all the way to her ankles, then lifts each leg in turn and flings them aside. Both arms stretch back behind her. She grabs a cheek in each hand and wrenches them wide apart.
Her twitching pussy and asshole are laid bare without a shred of mercy.
Something leaks from the tip of my cock as it thrashes against my pants, straining like it might punch straight through the fabric. I stare, unblinking, at the Mom on-screen as she shakes her ass at the camera like a woman possessed.
A clear droplet beads and falls from Mom's pussy.
Pussy juice.
I can't hold back anymore. I start pumping my throbbing cock like a maniac. It swells thicker and thicker in my fist. My breath turns ragged.
Mom's ass clenches tight, then blooms plump and full again. Her pussy keeps winking open and shut. The thin trickle of juice that had been dripping one drop at a time grows heavier by the second.
As if she wants the camera to see all the way inside, she shoves her ass straight toward the lens. Between those closing cheeks, pink pussy flesh fills my vision and drives itself into my eyes.
"Fuck... no...! Mom...! Mom...!!"
My back arches like a drawn bow. I catch my balance on my heels by a thread. At the same instant my cock balloons to the bursting point. Both balls seize up hard, and something surging and heavy races up the shaft and out.
I fling the tip open wide into empty air.
Unresisted superconducting semen erupts at the speed of light, arcing through the air and spattering down in thick ropes.
"Aaaah...! Aaaah...! Aaaaaaah...!!"
My whole body shudders like a leaf in a storm. With everything I have left I wrestle my wrecked carcass back into place and gasp for breath, the phone still glued to my face.
Fuck... it's not like this is the first pussy I've ever seen...
Anyone watching would think I was a premature ejaculator...
And it's not even the real thing — just a pussy on a screen. Even if it is Mom's...
Shit, what the hell am I thinking?
No way I'd actually fuck Mom, right?
My half-soft cock twitches and lifts its head toward the ceiling again. Cum is still dribbling from the tip in lazy little pulses. I ignore it and lock my eyes back on the winking pussy on-screen.
The bumpy inner flesh peeks out and writhes greedily. I start pumping my cock again like a lunatic.
Mom snatches up something long from the bed. She reaches back and sets it against her gaping hole — then drives it home in one hard thrust.
THWACK!!!!!
A cock-shaped dildo punches into Mom's pussy and starts working her open. Her twitching folds clamp around it and cling tight. The shot is zoomed in so close you can almost see the cells.
She squeezes down on the dildo, then releases, and at the same time throws her head all the way back.
This is not the Mom I know.
There's nothing on that screen but a bitch in heat. Even her voice has climbed into a high, shameless register. The woman who raised three kids has thrown that image in the trash and turned into a whore begging for cock.
Another orgasm comes roaring up like a tidal wave. I snatch a few tissues and clamp them over the head of my dick just in time.
The pace of the dildo slamming into her pussy keeps climbing.
Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!
Every time Mom pulls the dildo back, clear fluid sprays in every direction. Her close-up ass cheeks shine with it. Without rest her pussy winks and clenches around the toy buried to the hilt, then lets go again.
Mom's hips jerk upward, then collapse bonelessly. Her ass twitches and rolls. She swings it side to side and rams the dildo in like she's lost her mind.
The instant she drags the dildo all the way out, Mom's pink inner flesh stretches after it like a rubber band. The veins stand out on the hand gripping the toy — that's how hard she's clenching. Then she slams it forward again.
THWACK!!!!!
Dildo and pussy collide with a raw, wet slap. At the same moment Mom's head snaps back. Her mouth falls wide open and spit flecked with white foam runs down her chin. Her whole body is shaking.
For a second her ass caves in on itself, clenched so hard it hollows, then bounces plump again.
Her trembling body locks solid in place. Clear fluid gushes out from the seam where dildo and pussy meet. Both of Mom's hands shoot toward the ceiling like she's been struck by lightning, fingers twisting and thrashing as if she's playing a piano. Her ass shakes in a frenzy.
And then, at last, she expels the dildo buried to the root with nothing but the force of her hips.
Her gaping pussy flesh keeps winking open and shut. The skin around it is flushed a deep, angry red.
"KRAAAAAAH!! Nnggh!!!"
Cum blasts hard from my wide-open tip. Thanks to the tissues I already had in place, it doesn't paint a parabola across the room. I mop up the mess in a rough pass and suck down air, then snap my eyes straight back to the screen.
The hunger to bury my cock in that hole wells up from somewhere deep and ugly.
Fuck... at this rate I'm going to lose my mind...
I'd always thought Mom was pretty, but wanting to fuck her is a whole different universe. On top of that, Mom and I are parent and child. Not a stepmom — my real mother. The woman who gave birth to me...
And here I am, staring at her gaping pussy and measuring the angle for a fuck.
Hah... impossible, right?
Some other guy, maybe. Not me. No matter how starved she is...
Not with her own son...
On-screen, Mom dips her head for a second, then flings it back hard. Her eyes are half-rolled. She drags her tongue across the spit running from the corner of her mouth and swallows it. One arm reaches back; she presses three fingers into her ruined hole and starts turning them in slow circles. After a few gentle scrapes she pulls them free, then feeds those same fingers into her stretched-open mouth.
Wet sucking sounds fill the speakers. Mom's glossy face is burning scarlet. A bitch in heat, pure and simple.
The video cuts out.
I let my stroking hand fall back to my side and start scrolling carefully through the video list.
Fuck, why are there so many?
I drag the scroll bar all the way down — nearly forty videos uploaded. Fifteen thousand won a piece. Buying the lot would run me six hundred thousand. I don't have that kind of money.
No choice. I study the thumbnails and settle on ten.
Hah... white stockings, huh... this one... and the cheerleader outfit... this one too...
I cherry-pick the ones that hit the eye like pure filth on sight. Exactly ten land in the cart. I jab the buy button and start watching at a slow, deliberate pace.
On-screen Mom is dancing in a cheerleader outfit cut so high her navel is on full display. She swings her chest and ass hard from side to side. Every bounce sends her tits rolling, and every roll pumps fresh steel into her son's cock.
I've already blown six loads.
The more I cum, the bigger my dick gets. And the way I feel about Mom is shifting just as fast. I've felt it ever since I realized the owner of the secret account was her — I want to put my hands on that body. If I could, I'd kiss her too. If she let me, I'd line my cock up with her pussy and push in.
Something that should never happen between a real mother and son — and the last thread of reason is about to snap.
Huuuh... how the hell did I end up like this...
The image of Mom's winking pink pussy from earlier is still burned into my eyes. If I could just get my mouth on that pussy... I'd do anything.
After burning through all ten videos, one thing is clear: there's no sign she's ever done offline meets or actual fucking on camera. A dildo in her pussy is the highest she goes. Even the thumbnails of the ones I didn't buy don't look like they contain real sex.
Then an alert pops on my phone.
A message from the purchase site.
Shit, I only signed up a little while ago... Just some system notice?
I tap it without thinking.
Fuck — that's a message from Mom.
And what the hell is this "sorry" bullshit?
There's a friend request sitting there too. I swallow hard, then accept it in a rush.
Another alert. A chat request. With shaking hands I open the window.
No. Not a chance. Do you know how hard I worked for this opening? It took me days just to crack the secret account!
Now that I'm sure it's Mom — and now that I actually want to fuck her — I can't back down here. I have to build some kind of connection with her, no matter what. She'll never dream it's her own son... and there's way more to gain from talking than from pretending we don't exist.
I barely manage to keep the conversation alive. There's a mountain of bullshit I want to ask Mom. First things first — why she started doing this at all. If I can get a read on where her head is, I can start measuring the real angle for a fuck.