Mom was getting hornier by the second, and it was becoming harder and harder to see her as just my mother. Her eyes were a soft brown, her hair was long with a beautiful sheen to it. Her face was attractive, holding aspects of all of her daughters in them. As her hips moved slightly, causing my dick to slide in and out of her warm, moist cunt, she looked down on me with a predatory gaze that caused me to feel like mom was in control of everything.
Her eyes seemed to penetrate me as if she could see all of my vulnerabilities. Maybe that was just my imagination. I realized her eyes were looking a bit lower. She was checking out my body. Seeing the woman I considered my mother lewdly look me up and down like that made me a bit shy. She reached down and lifted my shirt, checking out my chest and stomach.
“Is it really that exciting to look at?” I asked, only realizing how cliché a line it was after it left my lips.
“You have a beautiful body. Those little pink nipples look delicious.
“Women have nipples too.”
“Yeah, on big fatty paperweights.” She made a grossed-out look. “I prefer something a little harder….”
As she said this, her hand moved up my chest until she reached the nipple, two fingers gently rubbing them. My nipples immediately grew hard under her touch, which caused a small smirk to appear on her face. In conjunction with her hips moving so rhythmically, I didn’t know how long I could last. Yet, Mom didn’t increase her pace or tease me in a way that pushed me to climax.
Something about the look in Mom’s eyes caused a feeling to ache deep inside me. Mom was looking at me with a kind of contentment I hadn’t experienced with the other women I had been with. I started to realize that mom wasn’t trying to get off. Rather, this was what she wanted. She wanted the feel of me going in and out of her. She wanted to touch and enjoy my body. We weren’t just having sex to reach orgasm, but mom was enjoying the experience herself.
This realization caused me to become incredibly aroused, more aroused than I usually did with other women. I found myself wanting things from Mom that I usually put aside before. I wanted her to hold me. I wanted her to kiss me. I wanted her to suck my neck. I wanted to be in her embrace.
There was no question what that Mom wanted the same from me. There was no hiding my desires, Maybe it was the look in my eyes, but Mom seemed to know right away, and she seemed to want the same thing.
She lifted her shirt up over her head, and after tossing it aside, she wrapped her arms around me, pressing her naked body against my naked body. The feel of her nudeness against mine as our parts continued to rub against each other slowly and unceasingly made my heart start to pound. Her body was warm and soft, and I felt completely comforted by her touch.
My lips began to tremble, the warmth of Mom’s body lulled me into relaxing myself. Mom grabbed my chin, pressing her thumb against my lips, causing them to be still. I realized my mouth had been open and I had been moaning. My lips kissed her thumb, and then gently sucked on it. She slowly pulled down, opening my lower lip, and then she leaned forward, pressing her soft lips roughly against my mouth.
Mom’s breath was sweet and the aroma of her body was rich and womanly. The car windows were starting to fog, and I could smell her rich sex. Her pussy was so wet I couldn’t believe it, but still, she rotated her hips on my cock, taking my dick for all it was worth.
I allow her hot breath to fill my lungs. She smells gently of flowers mixed with the smell of paper of office supplies. She smelled like a woman. Her tongue darted into and out of my lips, and I moaned in satisfaction. I began to kiss back, completely lost in the moment. I had completely surrendered myself to the woman on top of me.
Mother’s lips grew more aggressive, pressing against me harder, almost with a degree of desperation. It seemed like her inhibitions were evaporating like smoke, and as they did so her hips started to rock harder and harder. I moaned again, my voice lost inside my mother’s mouth as her tongue lashed against mine, desperately tasting me.
“Ahhh!” She let out a moan as she pulled away for a moment, saliva leaking down our chins.
Her head fell back down, flicking her hair into my face as she attacked lower. Her lips found one of my nipples, and she started to suck on it. She sucked it hard and roughly, biting on it painfully before sucking on my chest with full force. She wasn’t the first woman who had tried to play with my nipples, and while I didn’t hate the feel and they could get hard, I never really got what the big deal was. However, the way Mother attacked them so hungrily, was so intense that I felt myself losing control.
My cock swelled, and I started to cum. I couldn’t even give Mother a warning as I exploded inside her, my body bucking wildly. However, her weight held me down, and I could only shoot myself deep into her womb as she continued to rock her hips on top of me.
“Ahhn… Mom… ahhh… I came… I came…”
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“Naughty boy, cumming in your Mother so suddenly.” She grinned as she abandoned my nipple, now red from her abuse. “If you thought I was going to let you stop, you’re mistaken!”
Even as I came in her, she didn’t stop rocking her hips, gyrating her round butt in my lap as she took my cock completely. All of my cum shot into her pussy, causing the parts between us to grow extremely wet and sticky. White cum and various other liquids leaked out, but mother didn’t strop grinding my cock with her pussy. She was acting extremely deliberately, with one hand on my shoulder looking down as she kept my cock sliding back into her wet cunt. No matter how soft it got, it was like her pussy was a magnet, popping it back in, stopping me from losing wood completely.
Her sensual body slowly started to nurture my cock back to life, and I could feel it getting deeper and deeper in her with each jiggle of her butt.
“There we go, that’s how mommy likes it.” She moaned.
Only when she was convinced my dick had returned in hardness did she stop for a moment to readjust herself. She grabbed me, clasping her fingers behind my head and holding my neck between her forearms. My head was held up slightly in her grip, and in this position her arms were pushed together, smooshing her breasts together for a nice cleavage scene. Then, she pushed up with her knees, lifting her lower body and causing my dick to slide out until it nearly fell, then she plunged it back into her.
Mother started to bounce up and down on my cock. Using her strength to ride me roughly, letting my cock slam deep into her womb with each drop. It made a gushy wet noise each time I slid into her, juices squirting and leaking all over my groin. My pelvis was covered in cum and cunt juice, but I didn’t care.
Waves of sexual desire flowed through me. Mom knew what she was doing, and her moves were taking me to new sexual heights. I had teased Mom for cumming so easily, but now it was me who was being taught a lesson. Of course, Mom might have cum on her own, but she ignored her pleasure and focused entirely on me, and it was to the point where I couldn’t even really tell.
Mom’s wet pussy was the juiciest thing I had ever fucked, and she rode my dick relentlessly without any release. It was incredible and I could barely think. I wasn’t going to last much longer like this, and Mom had no intention of stopping. Each thrust held an intensity and desire that shone in her lustful eyes. Each thrust filled her cunt up to the brink, our juices flowing readily across my cock. My body was covered in sweat, and the car had been turned into a sauna with our body heat. If the door was opened, assuredly steam would come out.
Each thrust, Mom dropped her ass harder, trying to slam my dick deeper. She kept moving harder and faster, and I couldn’t tell what she was abusing worse, her pussy or my cock. Mom took it all, not showing a single ounce of fatigue. Mom wanted me inside her. Mom wanted me as deep as I could get.
I was happy to oblige, and my hands came up and grabbed her jiggling ass. After getting a handful of my Mother’s voluptuous ass, I pulled it down, forcing her pussy to take another centimeter of cock. This time she gasped in delight as she felt me enter her just a bit more. I started to use my arms, picking up and dropping her ass. With the help of her legs, we made our love-making more violent and abrupt.
My balls slap against her pussy, making a resounding clap each time her pussy slammed down on me. This time, when she faltered for a bit, I could feel her pussy starting to twitch. My Mother was having a powerful orgasm and slowed her thrust in hopes of recovering so that she could keep going. Seeing my chance. My hands dug into her ass and my feet pushed off against the floor.
This time, my pelvis went up to meet hers instead of the other way around, and my hands held tightly onto her ass, forcing her hips to keep bobbing up and down on my cock. I started to thrust up into her wildly, taking over just as my Mother had reached her limit. Her mouth fell open and her eyes rolled up. Her hands flew up wildly, pushing against the ceiling of the car.
“Oh, fuck! Fuck… Noah… Fuck. Fuck… Fuck!” My mother who didn’t like cursing was suddenly quite the potty mouth.
“Yes… yes…” I responded through gritted teeth, trying to torture her pussy in the same way she had tortured my dick.
She pushed down on the ceiling, her body seeming to no longer be in control as her body contracted and twitched violently. From underneath, I kept ramming up, taking her gushing pussy with quick and brutal thrusts. The liquid was squirting out of her like an eruption, and her eyes were rolled up into her head as her body seemed trapped in the air, being pushed down her hands against the ceiling, but being slammed up by my thrusting hips.
I knew I couldn’t last either, and my cock began to explode, swelling intensely before cum shot out into my Mother for the second time. It shot out far more vigorously than before, and I didn’t know if it was because she was cumming so hard herself or because I came so much, but cum erupted out of her like a pressure valve that burst when it was overfilled.
“Ahhhnaaaaaiiaaaaa…” Mother’s arms seemed to fail, the feel of my cock erupting inside her being more than she could take.
Her body collapsed on top of me, still jerking wildly like with a powerful orgasm. Her pussy was like a suction cup, drinking all of my cum up without end. The pair of us remained like that, sitting back in the chair. I could feel Mother’s hot breath against my neck as she tried to breathe. I was panting just as hard. It was hot, and it was sweaty, but it was wonderful. I loved my mother.
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