The house was quiet except for the low hum of the fridge and the occasional creak of floorboards. Linda, forty-four and still thick in all the right places, padded down the hall in nothing but a thin tank top and panties that clung to her ass. She knew her son Jake was awake. He was twenty-one now, home from college for the summer, and the tension between them had been building for weeks.
She pushed his door open without knocking. Jake sat on the edge of his bed, shirtless, his cock already half-hard under his boxers from whatever porn he had been watching. Linda didnt waste time with small talk.
Mom needs that dick tonight, she said, voice low and rough. She pulled the tank top over her head, letting her heavy tits swing free. Her nipples were already tight. Been thinking about it all day. You gonna give it to me or just sit there staring?
Jake stood up fast. His hands went straight to her hips, yanking her panties down. Fuck yes. Been wanting to bend you over since you started walking around here half-naked. He shoved two fingers between her legs without warning. She was soaked, slick coating his fingers immediately. Jesus, Mom, youre dripping.
Linda moaned and spread her legs wider. Then stop talking and fuck me. She dropped to her knees, yanked his boxers down, and took his cock straight into her mouth. No teasing, just wet, sloppy sucking, spit running down his shaft while she worked him deep. Jake grabbed her hair and thrust, fucking her throat until she gagged and pulled back with strings of saliva connecting her lips to his dick.
He hauled her up and spun her around, bending her over the bed. One hard thrust and he buried himself balls-deep in her cunt. Linda cried out, pushing back to take every inch. Thats it, fuck your mother. Pound that pussy like you mean it.
Jake didnt hold back. He gripped her hips and slammed into her, the wet slap of skin on skin filling the room. Her tits swung beneath her, nipples brushing the sheets. Every thrust stretched her open, her juices running down her thighs.
You like your sons cock, dont you? he growled. Tell me how bad you want it.
Harder, she gasped. Fill me up. I want to feel you come inside me. He reached around and rubbed her clit in rough circles while he fucked her. Linda came first, her pussy clenching tight around him, a gush of wetness soaking his balls. She moaned loud and filthy, not caring who heard.
Jake pulled out, flipped her onto her back, and shoved back in. He hooked her legs over his shoulders and drove deep, eyes locked on her face while he pounded her. Gonna fill this cunt, he said. Gonna pump you full. Linda reached down and spread herself wider for him, fingers brushing his cock as it disappeared inside her.
He came with a grunt, hips jerking as he unloaded deep. Thick ropes of cum flooded her, leaking out around his shaft with every final thrust. They stayed locked together, breathing hard, his cock still twitching inside her.
Linda smiled up at him, voice hoarse. Round two in the shower. Dont make me wait.
