Chapter 14

As my mother’s question tumbled through my hormone-flooded, struggling mind, I gasped for air. Would I mind spending the night with her?

Mind? No! Should I? No. This was so far beyond normal. Then again, my mother had just let me fuck her perfect, round ass. Well, actually she’d fucked herself atop me. Whatever. It didn’t matter. Normal had been flung from the window and was long gone in my new world.

“No.” I shook my head while my fingertips swirled along the silken warm skin of her thigh. “No, uh, mommy.”

While groaning, my mother struggled to move the lift from the bathroom, before shoving it through the thick carpet to her bed and flinging open the pink covers. It took some effort, both because neither of us were as strong as dad, but also any touch had us moaning, but at last, I flopped onto my back atop the mattress.

“There,” she said before huffing while standing with her hands on her hips. “Okay, baby. You’re in.”

Once she’d placed the lift against the wall next to the chariot, my mother clambered into bed. After pulling the sheets over us, she pressed her warm, soft frame tight to my side with a low moan that sent a gentle puff of air across my chest.

While images of my dream girl flashed into my mind, a long sigh escaped me. As wondrous as my phantom was, my mother had larger breasts, and the gentle curve of her belly nudged my hip.

Oh, and my mother’s fingers had latched onto my shaft. So, uh, no, not like my dream girl. After hardening even more under her gentle stroking, louder moans slipped from my lips.

“I like this, baby,” she whispered.

After dragging her velvet-smooth full lips along my chest, she lifted to stare into me. Like sunbeams on an ocean, golden sparkles twinkled in her blue eyes. Considering what had just happened, I figured she was done, but before I could reply, she turned from me. While pushing the covers away with her other hand, she licked her way down my stomach until her warm, velvety lips slipped over my tip.

As she lay on my belly and suckled, my moans became lengthy groans. In slow winding twists, her soft fingertips skimmed my hardened pole. All I could see was the mass of tangled black hair easing around with her tender motions.

“I’m sorry, baby.” My mother’s airy voice came from beyond her glimmering mane. After another slurp that had my feet cramping, she whispered. “I just can’t get enough. It’s such a wonderful cock, Kyle.” When she sucked harder, a groan ripped from me as my body arched upwards. “I love how it firms up so quickly. It’s—magical.” Electric tingles raced through my tense body when her tongue dragged along my shaft in a languid swirl. “And it’s so bouncy.” As her tongue glided upwards on my pulsing flesh, a growl escaped me and I shoved my fingers into her damp, silky hair. “So beautiful.”

When she shifted, I was able to move her dark tresses to watch as my mother again licked and sucked from one end of my rod to the other. As my pulse thundered, nothing but her grinning face mattered. Her eyes gleaming in the dimness, she was once more in full cock-worship mode. Time slowed while, over and over, she settled her velvet lips on my shaft to plant soft kisses followed by slow, swirling sweeps of her tongue. All the while, her gold-flecked blue pools remained locked on mine.

“Khan I phugh you aghan, baby?”

At the sudden muffled words from around my saliva-glistening knob, the room spun. Again? How could she...? She was insatiable. My poor dad. Yet even as all those thoughts flew into me, my fingers tightened in her thick, dark locks.

Once she’d lifted her drooling lips free of my helmet, my mother blinked at me. Leaving one fist tight to my rod, she gripped my wrist and dragged my hand between her kneeling legs.

First, the heat of her quivering frame struck my outstretched fingertips. Downy fur. At last, dribbles of warm fluid trickled over my palm. With a moan, she pushed upwards, driving my digits into her folds just as she engulfed my knob.

Her cheeks hollowed.

At the forceful pull in my balls, my legs shuddered, and spine ignited with jangling tremors. Despite my fingertips seeking her tight opening, her grip on my wrist held me back.

Plop.

Dark purple in her fist, my globe glistened with dripping spit while my mother rushed her tongue over her lips and grinned.

“You see, baby. I’m so wet. I need”—eyes ablaze with golden swirls, she stopped to place a swift wet slurping kiss on my tip—”your magnificent cock again, baby. Please.”

What could I say? After everything else we’d done, what could I possibly say?

No sooner had I nodded, than my mother flew into action. After releasing my hand, with long silvery trails of drools swaying from her lips, she swooped around and flung her leg over me. From high on her knees, her golden-flecked eyes gleamed down at me between her jostling full globes. Behind her, black curtains of hair settled as she gripped the base of my shaft.

As she hesitated above me, her tense, muscled thighs quivered against my hips. Once more, she zipped her tongue out to flick along her shiny, open lips. At the time, I had no idea, but she was waiting.

At last, with a sigh, she tilted back and began to lower herself. And that’s when it happened again. That strange pulse of energy. With a snarl, I clamped my hands around her waist. As her shimmering blue eyes, sparkling with gold, went wide, I tugged downwards.

The universe hung for a split second as she resisted, before with a growl, I yanked harder. That time, she crumpled, and my thick knob punched deep into her slick, tight little entrance, piercing her as I rammed her onto me.

As a winding, desperate moan tore from her, my mother raked her fingers through her flowing dark tresses. Even as the hair clip loosened, I thrust upwards with another grunt, and it flew off to bounce across the bed. With my squelching pole spreading her glistening crimson petals, a grin slid onto my face.

Now, she was my first. Fueled with—lust, and something older, that strange power wriggled deeper into my brain. While insane voice muttered something, from somewhere else words had appeared and I was already speaking.

“You’re my bitch,” I whispered just as I pulled her pelvis tight to me, entombing my throbbing mast in her clenching pussy. “Mine.”

Her response? As her insides pulsated, my mother’s eyes rolled into her head and a murmuring yowl escaped her quivering lips. While she shifted in my grip to press tighter to me, her heartbeat pounded all along my embedded flesh.

Not a word. Not a single syllable left her as she swayed above me, face upturned to the dark ceiling. That vision of her as a stunningly gorgeous silhouette of perfect womanhood was burned into my memory.

When my hands rose to cup and fondle her breasts, my mother began her first stroke, rising in one long slurp along my rod, glistening with her juices. At the intoxicating, sweet aroma of her sex, a growl erupted from deep in my throat.

After finding her nipples, my fingers tugged and twisted. Thick, they were so hot, searing my fingertips. With louder moans tearing free of her parted lips, my mother stared into my eyes. Nothing was said, but she understood. My horny little bitch bounced ever quicker.

You learn fast. He’ll respect that.

Insane voice was cheerful as I arched upwards to meet my mother, letting her ride me. After landing her splayed fingers on my chest, she clawed as mine played with her swaying tits. In the dim light, her hair billowing out behind her as she bounded atop the creaking mattress, she was enthralling. So absolutely mesmerizing as her breasts bounced in my palms and my fingertips torqued and rolled her long, thick stems. More and louder moans tore from her as her eyes widened.

“Such a horny little bit—”

With a yelp, she flew forward when I grasped her tight and tugged her downwards. Even as she moaned, my mother’s scrabbling wide lips found mine. After plunging her tongue deep, she played with mine as our mouths mashed against each other. As her pelvis sped up, slapping louder and faster against me, muffled moans flooded our mouths and the creaking bed thumped ever quicker into the wall.

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