Chapter 4

Tommy continued to piston his rampant erection in and out of Leah’s very welcoming pussy with strokes so powerful that the strong wooden desk creaked loudly.

He thought, I’m actually fucking my own sex goddess mother! I swear, if I die and feel the greatest eternal bliss in Heaven, it could only be a come down from this! Well, unless Heaven is eternally fucking Mom! Which it probably is! Heh!

Her pussy gripped tightly to every inch of his thick manhood as it continued to plow relentlessly into her. Her arms were wrapped around his neck, her nails dug painfully into his flesh, and her face was contorted in absolute pleasure.

Even with her eyes squeezed tightly shut and her mouth continuously moaning and groaning in between her screams of ecstasy, she looked stunning. Her long black hair still fanned out across the tabletop, her enormous, pale tits shook from each of his ruthless thrusts into her body, and her legs were locked tightly around him like she was an octopus. She was trying to pull his thickness even deeper into her.

“OH FUCK! TOMMY! OH FUCK! FUCK ME, BABY! FUCK MY PUSSY GOOD, YOU MOTHERFUCKER, MOTHERFUCKING! UGH! HNNG!” She screamed at the top of her lungs nearly non-stop as his dick continued its assault. She’d never been particularly vocal during sex before, but then again, she’d never been fucked by her well-hung son before.

It occurred to her that he’d promised she’d be screaming his name before the night was over. She had a good laugh at that, but not for long, because his continuous impaling forced her to scream some more.

Mindful of his boastful prediction, she yelled, “TOMMY! TOMMY! TOMMY, you’re fucking me! Just like you promised! I’m screaming your name!”

“Oh Mom! Fuck! Fuck yeah!” was all he could manage to grunt out in response. She was doing enough screaming for both of them. His face looked increasingly pained, but there was no doubt he was feeling indescribable pleasure.

“Come on, baby! UGH! Fuck me HARD, Son! GOD HOW I LOVE YOUR DICK! FUCK, I FEEL SO FUCKING GOOD! SOOO FUCKING FUUUUULL!” She was thrusting her hips upwards to meet his thrusts with equal force, doubling their pleasure.

He slammed even harder back into her, driving her against the desktop with a loud crack. The desk shifted and creaked with strain. He thought it might seriously fall apart before they were done because of how hard they were fucking each other. There was definitely no finesse or tenderness in what they were doing right now, just pure animal fucking.

“Your pussy’s so fucking tight! Fuck!” he grunted between sharp breaths. Even though his hard-on slammed in and out of her smoothly, he just couldn’t believe how tight she was, and how her pussy actively gripped his cock like a vice, trying to milk it for more cum.

“OH FUCK BABY, YEAH! NAIL ME TO THE FUCKING DESK, TOMMY! FUCK ME! UH! OH!” She continued to scratch at his neck as she screamed with all her might.

Their pace hadn’t slowed for a second, and they had been fucking harder and faster each minute for what seemed like forever, but must have really only been five minutes at the most. He knew that the fact he’d climaxed twice recently was helping his endurance, but even so, this fuck was simply too fucking hot and he wasn’t going to last much longer. Somehow he’d held out a surprisingly long time during the second part of her prolonged blowjob session, but he could feel this was different.

She suddenly opened her eyes to stare lustfully into his, and then she took her arms from around his neck and raised them above her head to grip onto the edge of the desk tightly. “Come on, fuck me! Fuck your hot mom for all she’s worth! UGH! Motherfucker! You MOTHER! Fuckin’ FUCKER! Make me fucking gush and cum all over your big, hard COCK-LOG!”

She growled at him like an angry animal.

He’d never seen her like this. It was mind-blowingly arousing, but also somewhat intimidating. She was like an unstoppable sexual force. Luckily, he was far too gone to be intimidated by anything.

He sweated with the effort of how hard he was driving his dick into her. He was still trying to pace himself so he wouldn’t cum too soon, but as she continued to growl at him so sexily and passionately that he knew it was a battle he would lose very soon. He slammed even harder into her. The more she screamed and moaned, the harder he rammed his cock into her, and the harder he fucked her, the louder she cried in orgasmic ecstasy.

“OOOOH YEAH! Oh, yeah! UGH! UGH! Tommy baby, my baby boy, fuck your mother good! Oooooaaaaaiiiiieeee!” She screamed without restraint as his nine inches slammed home again and again.

“Come on, baby! We shouldn’t be fucking doing this, so you’d better make it worth it! HNNNGG! I’m soooo baaaaad! OH! Letting my own son fuck me, and on my hubby’s desk too! UH! So good to be bad! UGH! Yeah! OH! Oh! Yeah! MORE! I need MORE of your COCK-LOG!”

Her voice rose up and down with surprise, like every new thrust astounded her. There was no acting in that. Her pleasure was so insanely great that it did astound her each and every time.

He tried as hard as he could to fuck her faster and deeper as she continued to talk dirty to him, but he was already fucking her as hard as he could. Their breathing came in short, heavy pants: his because of the effort of continuous fucking, and hers because each time he slammed his cock back into her, he drove all of the air out of her lungs.

His hot boner continued to mercilessly ravage her as she threw her head around and desperately clutched him. Sometimes though she would pull back a bit like she was going to fall back to the desk, and then her tits would swing around wildly, like a plate of Jell-O being shaken back and forth.

Eventually, he needed to cum immediately, or slow down and catch his breath a little bit. He chose to do the latter, because despite all she’d said about how she needed his cock from now on, it seemed too good to be true. He was still afraid she’d “wake up” and go back to being the same loving but non-incestuous mother he’d always known.

He kept thrusting in and out of her fiery cunt, but at a lower key and slower pace for a while.

After she caught her breath thanks to the change of pace, she was able to talk more freely. She pretended regret. “Oh baby, you know this is soooo wrong, I think you should...”

He started thrusting more vigorously, hoping he could fuck her worries right out of her.

She panted, “Maybe you should ... Son, we can’t ... OH! ... Maybe ... OH FUCK! Baby, you should ... Oh, you should...” She paused for dramatic effect, and then shrieked at the top of her lungs, “KEEP FUCKING ME FOREVER! OH! YEAH! YEEEAAHH! OH! HNNGG!”

He snorted with laughter. Then he grinned down at her flushed face as they shared a knowing, amused look. It finally dawned on him that she’d just been teasing him with her supposed doubts. Even though he still needed to rest, he decided to “punish” her by fucking her even harder.

Just looking at her achingly beautiful face, with strands of hair plastered to her skin from the copious sweat, gave him a new burst of energy. A woman with a face like that needs to be FUCKED! A LOT!

Her entire body shook with each penetrating thrust, like she was on top of a wildly bucking washing machine. Her eyes squeezed shut again and her grip tightened on the edge of the desk. The desk itself was creaking loudly, but that noise was nothing compared to his moans and groans of pleasure, and her screams of ecstasy.

All of a sudden, Tommy heard a noise at the other end of the room - it was the sound of the door opening!

Leah obviously heard it too, but when he was about to stop his thrusting, she grabbed his chin. “Don’t you dare fucking stop!” she growled aggressively. “Let the whole world see our beautiful love!”

By the look in her eyes he knew she meant it, so he continued to pound her hard as the door opened and someone poked their head into the room.

“Oh! Sorry, I thought this one might be empty!” the voice said.

Tommy briefly looked towards the door, and saw a fully dressed middle-aged couple standing there, gawking. He had no idea who they were, but then again he didn’t know most people at the party.

“OH FUCK! SO FUCKING BIG! SO FUCKING HOT! SOOOO FUCKING GOOD! OHH DEEPER, BABY FUCK MEEEE! GIVE IT TO ME!” Leah screamed, obviously turned on by the fact someone was watching them fucking without knowing they were mother and son.

Tommy felt that same surge of lust fill him and renew his strength, so he began pounding her harder against the desk top. He was extremely proud to be fucking this buxom bombshell, and he was glad at least two other people knew.

The couple didn’t leave immediately, as one would have expected. No doubt, it wasn’t every day a person got to see a woman as incredibly beautiful as Leah getting seriously fucked. Her black hair was flying everywhere with each new thrust. Her entire body shook a little bit each time her son pounded into her.

“Sorry to disturb you!” the strange man’s voice finally said after half a minute or so, and then the door closed again.

The odds were very good that they simply were looking for their own private room for sex. Since Tommy and Leah weren’t recognized and hadn’t shouted anything incriminating when they were around (by lucky chance!), there wasn’t anything to worry about, at least this time.

Tommy looked down at his mother. Her hips were thrusting up at him faster than before. She was more turned on than ever, and she was losing all control of herself as her next orgasm was approaching. It was obviously going to be an epic one.

She flung her head from side to side, and tightly shut her eyes. Her arms flailed about, looking for anything to grab a hold of. She hit a lamp and knocked it over.

As she continued to flail around thanks to her rapidly approaching orgasm, her hand hit a photo frame and it flew from the desk to land on the floor. He had previously noticed it held a picture of his mother and father hugging each other, taken while on vacation a few years ago. The symbolism of the accident was obvious, although they were too preoccupied to think about it at the moment.

As his cock pistoned rapidly in and out of her, she reached around and held his back tightly. Her fingernails dug deeply into his skin. She was hanging on for dear life. Before tonight, she’d never dreamed a person could feel this much physical pleasure. It was just as great for her as the best moments of their deep throating session.

She began to climax. She braced herself like she was in a car about to slam into a wall.

He felt her pussy spasm and clench so tightly that it seemed as if she would seriously crush and injure his stiff dick, but he continued his assault anyway. He was intensifying her orgasm as it shot through her body, right down to the tips of her fingers and toes. He had to slow his thrusting before long though, because her pussy was spasmodically tightening even more.

“OH FUUUUCK!” Her scream began like that, but it finished in a long wordless cry of absolute joy.

His cock never stopped its deep and steady pounding as she convulsed underneath him, impaled lewdly on his fat pole. She shook all over so much that several times her entire body lifted from the desktop only to slam back down onto the hard desk. She hit her head hard more than once, but she didn’t seem to even feel it in her torrent of ecstasy.

Her nails dug as hard as they could into his back, bringing a shout of pain from him. He was grateful her fingernails weren’t long, at least, or she would have caused some serious bleeding instead of just scratching.

Then her back arched half a foot off the table and her head shot back with her eyes wide open. “UUUUUH! AAAAAH! Help me, God, help me! UUUUGH!” she groaned between her tightly clenched teeth.

He continued to fuck her as hard as he could, like a pistoning machine that wouldn’t stop for anything.

Very slowly, she came back down to Earth again. Her back rested against the desktop, her legs loosened around his back, her fingers stopped digging into his skin, and her head came forward to look at him.

Her face was a mask of complete satisfaction and lust. She’d had the orgasm she’d craved, but she was far from finished.

She gently purred at her son as he continued to thrust his dick in and out of her. He was moving slower than before, obviously weary from how much effort he had put in bringing her to orgasm, but he still kept on.

She thought, I absolutely love that he’s not stopping for anything! Carl would have shot his load and given up a long time ago. But Tommy is relentlessly using me for his pleasure! His dick is completely unstoppable! There’s nothing I could say or do. Begging for mercy is pointless. He’s going to keep pounding my pussy to oblivion, and the only thing I can do is completely give in and love every fucking minute of it and every fucking inch he has to give me!

She couldn’t believe how good she felt right at that moment, and how intense her latest orgasm had been. She had never cum that hard in her life, and to do so courtesy of her very own son made it all the better.

She had sensed before they’d even started fucking that it would come to this, that his fucking would completely blow her away. At some point while she’d been sucking his cock seemingly forever, she’d realized his combination of size and stamina would be utterly devastating when it came to fucking, and she’d been right.

I’m hopelessly addicted to my son’s cock now. There’s no going back. I belong to him, full stop! I’m his fuck slut, now and forever! I don’t even have a choice about it. We’re not normal people. His cock is sized precisely for my cunt and my cunt can only be truly satisfied with his cock. Now that I’ve felt this, nothing else will do!

Although she was feeling as boneless as a jellyfish, she smiled at him as he continued to raggedly drive his dick back into her. She was half-dead, gasping and sweating profusely, but her own lust was already returning. She could feel every inch of him stretching her inside, steadily reaching places she never knew existed, fucking her so completely and so thoroughly that she never wanted him to stop.

She still couldn’t even believe that she managed to fit his thickness inside of her. It’s like a baseball bat shoved inside me. It really is a cock-LOG! Like one of those big ol’ Christmas logs I can barely lift up to drop onto the fire. But now that I’ve grown used to the intrusion, I know I can never go back to normal penises like my husband’s. Never!

She briefly imagined her pussy permanently stretched wide thanks to getting fucked by her son daily. I’ll be still tight for HIM, my wonderful son, but I’ll be unable to feel Carl’s little prick anymore. That is, if I ever let him fuck me again, which probably isn’t going to happen anyway. Just thinking about it makes me cringe now. Besides, I’m not about to cheat on Tommy!

Those ideas excited her so much, especially the last one, that she would have climaxed again had it not been for the fact that her body was still reeling from her last one. She knew it was irrational, especially because Tommy had his many girlfriends, but she was especially enthralled about the idea of only spreading her legs for her son, even though she was a married woman.

“Oh! Mmmm!” She moaned softly as the immense feeling of her orgasm lingered, even as her arousal surged with new pleasures.

She felt weak as a wounded kitten. Yet she loved that her son was still using her roughly despite her condition. “That was amaaaaazing, my sweet motherfucker!”

He smiled down at her as he continued to feed his cock in and out of her pussy, but he was beginning to tire and slow down. “I’m glad you like, you son-fucker.” But it took a concerted effort for him to say even that much. His breathing was very labored, and his arms were shaking with the effort to hold himself up.

She reveled in that new word, rolling it over in her mind. “Son-fucker.” Hmmm. That’s what I am. Though maybe “son-fucked” is more like it, since he’s doing most of the fucking and I’m just lying here getting pounded!

Her strength began to seep back into her body a little more now, but she still felt like jelly. “You’re tired, baby, maybe you should stop for a while,” she said as she smiled teasingly up at him. “Even a powerful, energetic motherfucker like you needs to rest sometimes.”

“Not finished ... fucking you yet,” he said with a strained voice between labored breaths. “Not ... done!”

“Hey, I never said that we were going to stop having sex,” she said, and her smile deepened as he looked up at her confused. “Heavens no! Your cock belongs in my cunt tonight. All night! I said YOU should stop, not me.”

He stared at her for a moment, not understanding what she was getting at.

She almost laughed at his innocence. He was very talented and knowledgeable about many sexual things, but he was still eighteen, after all. “Let me explain. You’re tired but I’m recovering, and we both want to carry on fucking, so you just rest. Let Mom take care of your cock-log for a while. I’m gonna to ride you until you cum deep inside me.”

She felt a flutter in her stomach, and for once it wasn’t wonderful sensations caused by his churning dick. She realized, I just told my son that he could cum inside me! He’s not even wearing a condom! In fact, I don’t have any, because no way did I ever think things would come to this. But I don’t care! I might get knocked up, but I don’t care! My son owns my pussy now, and it’s wrong for such a strong and talented cock to ever be sheathed in latex.

These illicit thoughts energized her even more, and she pushed herself up on her hands. She was on the pill, but she preferred not to remind herself of that fact, because it was hotter to think he had a good chance to knock her up tonight.

Tommy didn’t have any condoms either, a reflection of just how low he’d considered the odds that he’d fuck his mother before the night was over. So much had changed in just a few hours. But it was a moot point, since she didn’t even ask him if he had any.

He still lay on top of her with his dick buried deep within her but not moving. He was completely drained, and sweat was pouring down his face like he’d just finished playing one of his football games that had made him a local sports star.

“Are you going to help me or are we just going to stop?” she asked him a little impatiently.

Too tired to say anything, he reached around her waist and pulled himself back so that he could stand up. Her legs were still wrapped around him and his dick was still completely buried in her pussy. She didn’t want his wonderful tool to pull out, not even for a second.

But he hadn’t realized just how exhausted he was. As he stood up straight with her in his arms, his legs buckled, causing both of them to fall backwards.

Luckily, they landed with a hard thud on the leather sofa. He wound up sitting on the sofa with her sitting on top of him. She was straddling his long cock, which had slammed hard into her as she landed fully impaled on his lap. For a moment, it really felt like it was going to slide up through her chest and come right out of her mouth, it drove into her so hard.

The rough accident was painful to her at first, but she adjusted. Once they were accustomed to their new positions, she looked down at his face.

He was staring up at her in wonder, and she smiled lustfully back down at him. Her legs were on either side of his, his hands were on her thighs, his boner was deep in her pussy, and her hands were resting on his shoulders.

“Well, I hadn’t planned on having sex here, but it’s as good a place as any,” she said to him with amused chagrin. “And besides, I don’t think your father’s desk could’ve taken any more of that violent fucking you were giving me. We were about to turn that thing into a pile of splinters.”

He grinned up at her smugly. He thought, I don’t want to act like some jerk, but how can I not feel smug, with a knockout like her impaled on my dick, and my own bombshell mother to boot? Actually, my sex bomb mother.

He reveled in memories of dancing with her while the “Sex Bomb” song played.

She said, gently and quietly, “I love you, Son. I always have, you know that. But that was just as a mother. Now I love you as a woman too. Your woman. Your slut. I know you’re pretty successful with the girls, and why wouldn’t you be? Has word of your big cock gotten around?”

“Yeah, kinda,” he admitted proudly yet modestly.

“That helps explain why you’ve been bringing such hotties to your bedroom lately. I know I can’t stop you from fucking your way through all the sexiest girls in school, but I’m your mother, and I think I deserve a share of your cock-log sometimes too. I’ve put in so many thousands of hours raising you to be a good kid, going all the way back to cleaning your diapers and even birthing you. Don’t you think you could say ‘thanks’ from time to time by spreading my legs apart and burying your nine-incher balls-deep inside me until you squirt me full of your hot seed?”

“UGH!” he grunted with surprise at hearing that. It felt like his cock instantly grew another inch inside her tight sheath.

He truly couldn’t believe that, in just a few hours, she’d gone from never even imagining really having sex with him to pleading with him to fuck her more often!

She snickered. “You like that idea, huh?” She clenched her pussy tightly around his cock, giving him an unexpectedly intense jolt of pleasure.

“Hell, yeah!”

She squeezed him again, making him groan even louder.

She said, “Now, I must admit, I’m not really great with this Kegel exercising stuff. You know what that is?”

He nodded, although he only had a vague idea. He knew it had something with woman training to be even tighter and better fucks.

“As a normal housewife, I never really had the need to gain total control over my pussy muscles. But now that I’ll be having lots of sex with you, things are gonna be different. I’m going to go all out and learn everything there is to know about sex, so I can pleasure you as much as you’re pleasuring me.”

She emphasized her point with another tight pussy squeeze.

He grunted. He had no idea women could even do that with their vaginas. He was beginning to understand the advantages of having sex with an older woman who really knew what she was doing.

She continued, “I know you’ll stay pretty busy boning all those hot cheerleaders you love to seduce so much, but I hope you won’t forget to keep boning your busty mother too! I’m not gonna lose you completely to some totally gorgeous teen angel, not if I can help it! I’m gonna become the best son fucker and cocksucker you could ever wish for! What do you think about THAT?”

She punctuated “THAT” with an even tighter pussy squeeze. Then, as if that wasn’t enough, she continued to massage him with an unpredictable series of rippling spasms and squeezes.

He wanted to tell her that she was the best fuck he’d ever experienced, by far, and the best cocksucker he’d ever experienced, by far. It wasn’t even a contest. But he realized it would probably be better if she stayed on her toes because of some imagined competition. She was a woman who thrived on challenges.

So he just grunted and moaned lustily while she continued to drive him wild with a random pattern of pussy squeezes.

It was amazing how much pleasure she was giving him, given that, on the outside, her body didn’t appear to be moving at all. But then she started to churn her hips as well, and that brought what her pussy kept doing to an ever higher level of stimulation.

Despite his brand new resolve not to praise her too much, her sexy churning felt so great that he couldn’t help but confess, “Mom, God! Good God! I love you! And I love fucking you! You’re soooo good! It’s just ... incredible! Nobody’s ever done that to me before!”

She smirked, “So you like the way your mother’s hot cunt is milking your cock, huh? Do you like the way you’ve turned your mother into your fuck slut in a matter of hours?”

“Oh God! I love it!”

“Do you like the way your mom talks like a filthy whore?”

“Hell yeah!”

She arched her back and thrust her chest out. “Do you like Mom’s big tits?”

“God! Totally! Hell yeah!”

She boasted, “I’ll bet no girl in your school has tits as big and firm as mine!”

But then she had the realization that probably wasn’t true, given there had to be nearly 2,000 girls in his school and there always were some outliers. It was a big school.

So she added, “Okay, maybe a couple do, but they’re far off and I’m right here, squeezing your cock even as I ride up and down on it. Mmmm ... And back and forth...” She made some incredible side to side moves with her hips. It seemed like she was double-jointed everywhere.

She goaded him, “Anyway, what are you waiting for? Don’t you want to play with Mom’s tits some more?”

She raised her arms and placed her hands behind her head. She knew that gesture would put her pale globes on an even better display.

“Hell yeah! Man! I love your huge, firm tits.” He reached out and cupped her jutting F-cups from underneath. He kneaded them while she kept working his cock with her talented pussy.

She was still trying to sell herself, unaware that he was already completely sold on her. “Son, maybe there are some girls with tits as big as mine, or even bigger, who knows. But remember that your mom is the total package. Girls your age just don’t have the curves that I do. A couple freaks of nature might have breasts as big as mine, or an ass as fine as mine, or a face as beautiful as mine. But I’ll bet there isn’t a single girl in your school who has all that combined, not even the ones who are a couple of years older than you.”

She was right, but he just grunted happily while she gyrated over his cock. He knew her well enough to know it was good to keep her a bit worried about the competition.

She added, “And not only that, but who’s gonna suck your cock like I do? Your mother is a pretty talented cocksucker, don’t you think? I just discovered how to deep throat tonight, but I promise I’ll get a lot better at it. For you. Because a good fuck slut always must do her best to pleasure her man.”

He was astounded by her talking. He never could have imagined this transformation.

She went on, “Plus, we live in the same house! Would you like to wake up every morning with my lips sliding up and down your thick fuck-stick? Would you like to come home from school only to find your mom already naked in your bed, drooling and licking her lips, ready for another fat cock snack? And what better way to go to sleep than after Mom has tucked you in with yet another nice long blowjob to help you relax?”

“Yeah! Hell yeah!”

That all sounded so amazing that a part of him felt it couldn’t possibly actually turn out like that. Her words and actions couldn’t be any clearer, but her behavior was so far from the norm he couldn’t help but think this was just a freak event. However, she wasn’t drunk or even tipsy anymore, not after all the calories they’d burned off together, and it was clear she was still dead serious. That realization brought his energy surging back with a vengeance.

She was a talented saleswoman, and she was just getting started on selling herself, not realizing how totally unnecessary that was. She was about to start describing the virtues of having a big-titted mother ready to get titfucked at a moment’s notice, when he suddenly picked her up about six inches and slammed her back down on his shaft.

“UGH! UUUGGRRHHH!” Now it was her turn to grunt and moan without restraint.

He asked, “Mom, I love all this talking and grinding, but when are you gonna bounce on my dick like you should, you naughty girl?” His hands went right back to kneading her spongy tit-flesh and pulling on her nipples.

She looked into his fiery eyes, and shivered. Then she shivered once again just from the knowledge that she was thoroughly impaled on her son’s dick. She slowly began to move her hips up and down as well as back and forth, causing his pole to root and churn around in her pussy in unexpected ways.

“Your wish is my command, Son,” she said with a new burst of lusty desire. “I’m just your helpless fuck slut, so I have to do anything and everything you tell me!”

That was such an arousing concept that he nearly swooned. He felt giddy and light-headed.

She was really getting off on submitting to him. It was a brand new way of talking and thinking for her, so she was constantly surprising and arousing herself, just as much as him.

She began to repeatedly impale herself, rising up and slamming down over and over. Occasionally, she’d alternate that with some hip gyrating and churning. “Oooooh yeah!” She moaned lightly as she felt his hard shaft fill her again and again. She loved how it stretched her inside, every single time.

“Hell yeah! That’s it, Mom, ride my cock like a slut!” He growled at her as he stared lustfully at her body. He was amazed at how his fingers were pretty much swallowed up in her soft tit-flesh to the point that he couldn’t see his fingernails.