Chapter 3

Ready for his own release now, he quickly spun her around so that she was laying on her back with her head over the front of the sofa and her feet over the sofa back. He held her head up with one hand, rubbing his cock across her face. His other hand was busy playing in her sopping wet pussy.

“Did you like that slut?” he asked breathlessly, “Did you like the way I fucked your dirty slutty pussy?”

“Ohhh, yeah Bobby baby,” she cooed, as he smeared her juices and saliva all over her face. “You fucked me so good.”

“And what does my fuckin’ slut want now?” he replied, feeling his cum churning in his balls. He knew he was very close.

“I want to suck that big fat cock baby,” she moaned. “I want you to cum in my mouth. I want to taste your hot sweet cum. I love the taste of a man’s cum and I want to taste yours.”

“You really wanna taste my cock, do you? You want me to shoot my cum, my seed into that dirty filthy hole you call a mouth?”

“Oh God yes! Please, baby, please let me taste that big beautiful cock!” Her words dripped with the need and desire. She wanted more than anything to show him she really could be the slut he wanted her to be ... the slut he thought she was. She opened her mouth, waiting expectantly.

“Ahhh...” she said, her tongue lolling over her bottom lip waiting for his huge cock to fill her eager mouth and push deep down her throat.

Bobby pushed in deep forcing her to relax her throat muscles to let him push further down her throat. With her head off the edge of the sofa, her head is in a position to stretch her neck out and create the perfect angle for his cock.

His thick fat cock cut off her air but she didn’t care. She simply put her hands behind his legs and pulled him closer, wanting him deeper, wanting more of his cock down her tight throat.

Bobby didn’t know it at the time but this was one of his mother’s favorite activities and Tom didn’t allow her to do it nearly as much as she would have liked. She wanted to show her son that he was welcome to have her throat anytime he wanted it!

Janet closed her eyes giving herself over to the feelings of surrendering herself to her dominant son. She remembered how his father, her first husband had taken her like this. She had missed that after foolishly screwing up and losing him. Tom was a good man and a good provider but this was one thing he could not provide her – he simply didn’t have the personality, the persona – to be a strong Dominant force in her life.

Now, however, the prodigal son had returned and with him, she felt his father’s dominant presence. She was once again owned and she loved it. She loved belonging, she loved serving. She had to show him how much it meant to have a man in control of her again ... even if that man was her teenage son!

Janet moaned happily around Bobby’s cock as he violated her face, pushing his cock deep into her throat. She licked the underside of his cock as he held himself in her tight cock-hugging throat. She started to feel the burning in her lungs letting her know she needed to breathe. She tapped the backs of his legs as a signal and he tugged her hair to pull her out just far enough that she could snatch a breath around his cock.

After a couple lungfuls of air, he pushed back down her throat, further this time. Bobby repeated this several times – thrusting down her throat and taking her ability to breathe then pulling back when she needed to breathe again. Each time he thrust a little deeper down her throat until finally he was as deep as he could go and her nose was nestled between his large cum-filled balls. The hair on his sack tickled her nose but it also rewarded her knowing she had taken his full length down her throat.

This time when she needed to breathe, he pulled completely out moving his hips back so he could see her face.

“Now that I’ve opened your throat for my cock, I’m going to facefuck you. But I want to see you slobber and drool all over my cock, slut. I like wet, messy, sloppy facefucking so you’d better show me you appreciate my cock!” he said sternly.

“Ohhh, God...” Janet moaned loudly. His words were turning her on tremendously and she could feel herself getting wet all over again. Soon she would be drooling out of both ends!

Bobby began to pull her hair harder, holding her head still as he rammed his cock in and out. His fat cock slid across her tongue over and over and she could feel every ridge and every throbbing vein, as his thrusting sped up.

His other hand reached between her widespread legs and fingered her pussy lips and strummed her clit before diving deep into her wet hole. He split the two fingers he thrust into her and captured her throbbing clit between them rubbing and playing with her hot button while he moved his fingers in and out of her drooling pussy.

He paused every few strokes and pulled out allowing the saliva and drool he has brought up with his cock to run out of her mouth and run down his mother’s face. Bobby rubbed his saliva coated cock across her face further smearing her drool all over her face until she was a sloppy, greasy mess.

This was exactly what she wanted. Naked and exposed, her face full of his cock as he used her for his own pleasure. She was his slut ... his naked, cocksucking mommy slut!

At the height of face fucking his slut mother, Bobby was thrusting his hips and using her hair as a handhold to pull deep into her mouth before pulling completely out of her mouth then slamming back down her throat. The pain of him pulling her hair mixed with the pleasure she was getting from taking him into her mouth, driving the woman out of her mind with lust and desire.

Bobby’s breathing was getting ragged and his cock began to pulse harder and swell as he neared his crest. She felt the familiar signs of his impending explosion, and even though her throat hurt from his abuse, she wished she could beg and plead for him to flood her mouth with his sweet cum.

It was a race as to which one of them would cum first, each trying desperately to push the other over the cliff first. Janet’s pussy was completely soaked and yet on fire with her son’s fingering her. She in return was trying her best to suck him inside out through his cock. Both were moaning and squirming as they fought to hold on. But for each it was a losing proposition ... the end of this battle was a foregone conclusion.

Bobby groaned, shoving his cock deep into her mouth one last time before unloading jet after hot jet of thick gooey cum down her throat. His mother swallowed his gift as fast as she could, but his release triggered her own and her body thrashed and flailed around as the orgasm raced through her body like a bolt of lightning. He held her down with one hand while he pulled his other out of her spasming pussy to slap her tits hard a few times before shoving them back into her fuckhole.

The sudden slapping of her tits sent her straight into a second, more powerful orgasm even before the last one was completely finished. This gave Bobby a deliciously wicked idea. He shoved his fingers back into her pussy and curling them around behind her pubic bone he found her mysterious g-spot. He began with short rapid-fire jerking motions like he’d seen on porn movies and just like in those movies, it set his mother off on orgasm after orgasm. She had three or four in rapid succession before she begged him to stop.

“Please baby, please stop! I can’t take any more! Please I can’t breathe! I need to take a little break! Please!” she pleaded.

“Okay, okay ... I guess even a cockslut like you needs to rest sometime. Don’t want to wear that pussy out too quickly, I might want to use it again!” Bobby said with a chuckle.

“You might want to use it again? You’d better want to use it again, young man ... I promised to be your anytime slut, not your one-time slut!” she said.

“Trust me, Mom, you are are not a one time slut. You are like that potato chip ad ... no one can eat you just once!” he grinned.

She laughed and then snuggled up next to her son. He put his arm around her and they sat there on the sofa together, still naked but enjoying being so close.

The pair sat there on the sofa snuggling for about an hour. Janet had moved down so her head was in his lap and she was running her fingers along his semi-hard cock and playing with his balls as she laid there. Bobby for his part was running his fingers through his mother’s dark brown hair, causing her to purr like a contented kitten.

“I guess we should be getting going. I need to take a shower and get dinner going before your Dad comes home...” she said.

“Yeah, I doubt Dad would approve of his wife being all sticky with cum and smelling of sex at the dinner table!” Bobby said.

“Especially since he wasn’t the one enjoying the sex!”

Janet sat up and Bobby being brought up to be a proper gentleman stood up to help his mother out of her seat. But unlike a “proper gentleman”, he pulled her directly into a long, passionate kiss ... a kiss that left her once again short of breath and wobbly on her feet.

“Oh, Bobby! Baby, you are going to have to tell me sometime where you learned how to kiss like that!” she gasped when he let her up for air again.

“You like that, eh?” he said with a wide smile.

“Oh fuck yes, baby ... it made me wet all over again!”

“Well, you better hurry into that shower before I kiss you again then!” he said, giving her a playful swat on her bare ass.

She scooted across the room until she got a few feet away from him, She turned and said “Promise?” then she turned to head upstairs to the shower.

Janet had been gone for about five minutes when Bobby decided to head upstairs as well. He gathered his clothes and headed for his bedroom. On the way, he passed the bathroom and heard the water running inside. He went on to his room and tossed his dirty clothes on the bed, planning to drop them in the dirty clothes hamper later. He got out some fresh clothes, laying them on the bed.

Bobby was planning to take his shower after she got out but then he had a naughty idea. He walked down the hallway to the bathroom and slowly cracked the door open...

The room was filled with steam from the shower, and he could see the wavy outline of his mother’s body through the marbled glass of the shower door.

She was standing there with her back against the wall. Her legs were spread apart with her eyes closed and her head thrown back.

One hand was on the underside of her big fleshy breast with her fingers digging into it. Squeezing and releasing it made her pointed nipple move in and out. The other hand’s palm rested on her mons with two fingers furiously attacking her clit below it. One finger holding the hood back and the other pushing in and out against it.