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You’re inside the bedroom before you even realize it, shuddering as Mom drags you down onto the soft, rumpled mattress. Her body is already hot, squirming under your hands. She’s so warm… you could lose yourself in that heat forever. You don’t care about anything else anymore—not the ridiculousness, not the wrongness, not the fact that this is your mom. You just want her.
No, you need her.
Your cock throbs, swollen and needful, as she pulls you between her legs. Her lips are parted, panting, with that same affectionate smile she always used when tucking you in at night. God, it’s so fucked up—and so intoxicating. The two of you claw at each other’s clothes, greedy and desperate, trading needy kisses that leave your mouths wet and sticky.
“Mmm… you’re so hard, baby…” Mom’s voice is hot and breathy. She wraps her fingers around your length and pumps you, slow at first, just to watch you squirm. “Did you get this big just for me?”
Your cheeks burn, but you can’t help thrusting into her hand. “It’s all yours, Mom. Always has been.”
She laughs—a low, husky giggle, almost girlish in its giddiness. “Such a sweet talker… I should’ve known you’d end up like this. Like a horny little animal the second you get a whiff of pussy.”
She spreads her thighs wide, shameless, baring herself for you. And you—it hits you, all at once, that this is the hole you came from. The same wet, pink pussy that brought you into the world, now glistening and waiting for your cock.
You let out a weird, shaky moan. Your thoughts are a haze of lust and something almost spiritual, like you’re about to return to the womb. Some primal, cosmic loop closing in on itself. It’s so wrong, and so fucking right, and your hands shake as you line up, crown rubbing against her slick, wet entrance.
Mom meets your eyes. “Come on,” she whispers, throaty and rough with anticipation. “Fuck your mother. Take me.”
You push. Oh, god—you push.
The head pops in, and the sensation just about fries your brain. She’s so wet, clenching and pulsing around you, drawing you in deeper than you thought possible.
“Ahhh… fuck, Mom…!” Your hips jerk, but your cock’s already sliding in, wetly, inch by inch, sucked into the heat of her pussy. The walls grip you tight, like they’ve been waiting for you all your life. Maybe they have.
Mom moans, arching her back, her tits brushing against your chest. “That’s it, sweetheart… all the way in. Deeper. I want you all the way inside your mother…”
You slam forward, burying yourself to the hilt. The feeling is like nothing you’ve ever known—not just pleasure, but this fucked-up, illicit euphoria. Like you’re home.
You fuck the hole that you came from, and it’s everything you ever wanted.
PLAP! Your hips slap against her thighs. PLAP! She’s so wet, so loud, every thrust echoing in the room like a dirty secret.
You brace your hands on either side of her head, pumping into her with wild, mindless urgency.
“Fucking hell…” you gasp. “I-I can’t… it’s so good, Mom, your pussy’s perfect…!”
She grins, teeth flashing, sweat on her brow. She grabs your ass, nails digging in, dragging you in even harder. “You love it, don’t you? My beautiful boy, fucking the pussy he came out of… filling his mommy up with cock, just like he’s supposed to…”
Her words make you shudder. You’re drooling, you realize, mouth open and panting. Your cock feels like it’s going to explode.
“Ohhh… Mom, I’m gonna cum. I’m gonna cum inside you, I can’t hold it…!”
She wraps her arms around your shoulders, holding you close. “Do it. Fill me. That’s what I want, sweetheart. I want you to cum in your mother’s pussy. Give it all to me…”
You let out a strangled noise—a messy, embarrassing whine. “Ah… ahh… Mom…!”
Your hips jerk, slamming forward, and you unload. Hot cum bursts from your cock, flooding her tight, greedy pussy. You can feel her milking you, squeezing every last drop, coaxing it deep into her womb.
The sensation is nothing short of divine.
You’re cumming inside your own mother, cumming in the place that made you, and it’s so right your brain just about short-circuits. Your entire body tenses and shudders, balls clenching, as you empty yourself into her.
“Fuck… f-fuck, Mom, I’m cumming, I’m cumming so much…!”
She’s right there with you, legs curling around your waist, nails raking your back. “Yes, baby! Fill Mommy up! Give it to me, all of it!”
Your pelvis is slammed tight against her, buried as deep as you can possibly go. You don’t even try to pull out—you want her to have it all, every last rope of thick, hot seed inside her. It’s instinct at this point, some ancient, animal urge driving you to breed her, to fill her completely.
The pleasure refuses to end. Your cock pulses and pulses, each shot more intense than the last. Your mother’s pussy clenches around you, never letting up, milking your cock for everything it’s got.
SPLOOSH… SPLAT… the sound of your cum shooting into her, mixing with her own juices, is almost as obscene as the act itself.
You collapse against her, trembling, panting in her ear. You can feel your load leaking out around the base of your cock, slick and hot, and it just makes you want to fuck her all over again. The arch of her back, hair tangled across the pillow, her lips parted and red from biting down on moans she couldn’t contain. Everything about her right now is as enticing as it’s always been.
The room reeks of sex—a punch of skin, spit, and your own spunk, still leaking out and mixing with her scent. Her skin is salty as you breathe against her neck, a slick sheen of sweat and the faint trace of her perfume lingering on your tongue. The slow, ragged draw of her breath in your ear, punctuated by soft curses and whimpers, every gasp pulling you deeper into the haze.
“Good boy,” she purrs, holding you tight. “My good boy… forever…”
You want to stay buried inside her, and never leave the heat and comfort of her body.