Elena's pussy had been dripping for weeks.
Every night, while her pathetic husband Mark snored beside her, she lay awake with her thighs clenched, fingers circling her swollen clit, imagining the one cock that could actually satisfy her—her son's.
Alex was 19 now. Tall, broad-shouldered, with that thick, veiny monster swinging between his legs that she'd accidentally glimpsed months ago when he stepped out of the shower. Nine inches of pure, throbbing need. Nothing like Mark's sad little four-inch prick that wilted after thirty seconds of frantic pumping.
She'd started small. A lingering hug that pressed her massive 38J tits against his chest. A "playful" slap on his firm ass when he walked past. Then the first time she "caught" him jerking off in his room—door cracked just enough for her to watch him stroke that glorious dick while moaning "Mommy" under his breath.
That was the night they crossed the line.
She'd crawled onto his bed, peeled off her silk robe, and let her heavy tits spill free. Alex's eyes went black with lust as she wrapped her soaked pussy lips around his shaft and rode him until they were both screaming. They'd been fucking in secret ever since—quick and filthy in the laundry room, slow and sinful in her marital bed while Mark was at work, once even in the backseat of her SUV in the grocery store parking lot while she squirted all over his lap.
But it was never enough.
Elena needed more. She needed to own him completely.
Mark left for his week-long business trip on a Friday morning. The second his car disappeared down the street, Elena's cunt clenched so hard she had to grip the kitchen counter.
She texted Alex from upstairs:
**Mommy: Come to my room. Now. Wear nothing.**
She was already naked on the king-sized bed, legs spread wide, fingers buried knuckle-deep in her shaved, glistening slit. Her asshole winked with every thrust of her hand, slick from the lube she'd smeared everywhere. Her tits—heavy, milk-pale, with fat pink nipples—jiggled as she fucked herself faster.
The door creaked open.
Alex stepped in, cock already rock-hard and leaking, swinging like a club between his muscular thighs. Pre-cum dripped in a long string from the slit.
"Jesus, Mom…" he groaned, eyes locked on her dripping hole. "You're fucking soaked."
Elena pulled her fingers free with a wet pop and spread her pussy lips wide, showing him the creamy mess inside. "This cunt belongs to you, baby. Daddy's tiny dick hasn't touched it in months. I've been saving every drop for my big boy."
She crawled forward on all fours, ass high, tits dragging across the sheets. When she reached him, she nuzzled her face into his balls, inhaling the musky scent she craved. Her tongue lapped at his sack before sliding up the underside of his shaft, tracing every throbbing vein.
"Suck it, Mommy," Alex growled, fisting her hair. "Choke on your son's fat cock."
She did. Greedily. Her throat opened like a sleeve as she swallowed all nine inches until her nose pressed against his pubes. Spit and pre-cum bubbled around her lips, dripping onto her swinging tits. She gagged, eyes watering, but didn't stop—bobbing faster, hollowing her cheeks, worshipping the dick that owned her.
Alex yanked her off his cock by the hair and threw her onto her back. Her legs fell open instantly, pussy gaping and begging.
"Fuck me," she whimpered. "Stretch Mommy's cunt with that big son-cock. Ruin me."
He didn't tease. One brutal thrust and he bottomed out, balls slapping her asshole. Elena screamed, back arching, tits bouncing wildly as he started pounding her like a machine.
"Harder!" she begged. "Fuck me like Daddy never could! Fill me up!"
Alex grabbed her ankles and folded her in half, her knees by her ears, ass lifted off the bed. The angle let him slam even deeper—his cockhead battering her cervix with every stroke. Her pussy queefed and squirted around him, soaking his abs and the sheets beneath.
"Gonna breed you," he snarled. "Gonna pump Mommy's womb full of cum until you're leaking for days."
"Yes! Yes! Knock me up!" Elena wailed, nails raking his back. "Make me your pregnant slut!"
Her first orgasm hit like a freight train—pussy clamping down so hard Alex had to fight to keep thrusting. Clear squirt gushed out around his pistoning cock, spraying up his chest. She kept cumming, wave after wave, until her eyes rolled back and she was babbling nonsense.
Alex didn't stop. He flipped her onto all fours and mounted her like an animal, one hand gripping her throat, the other mauling her swinging tits. His hips slammed forward relentlessly—wet, obscene sounds filling the room as he wrecked her hole.
"Take it… take every… fucking… inch…" he grunted, each word punctuated by a thrust that made her ass ripple.
Elena's second orgasm built slower but hit harder. Her whole body seized, pussy spasming, milking his cock as she screamed into the pillow. That pushed Alex over the edge.
With a roar, he buried himself to the hilt and unloaded. Thick ropes of cum blasted directly into her womb—pulse after pulse after pulse. She felt every spurt, felt her belly swell slightly from the sheer volume.
He stayed inside her, plugging her full, as they both panted.
But they weren't done.
For the entire week, they never left the house.
They fucked on every surface. Elena rode him reverse cowgirl on the living room couch while watching their own reflection in the dark TV screen—watching her massive ass bounce on his dick, watching her tits slap together as she squirted again and again.
He bent her over the kitchen island and ate her asshole while she drizzled honey on her clit for him to lick off.
They 69'd in the shower until the water went cold, her throat stuffed with cock while his tongue speared her pussy and two fingers stretched her ass.
One night, she tied him to the bed and edged him for three hours—sucking him until he was begging, then sitting on his face and grinding until she came, over and over, denying him release until he was crying.
When she finally let him cum, he exploded so hard it hit the ceiling.
By day seven, Elena's pussy was swollen and gaping, permanently stretched around the shape of her son's cock. Cum leaked out of her constantly, staining every pair of panties she owned.
On the morning Mark was due back, they had one final marathon fuck in the master bed. Alex came inside her four times—twice in her pussy, once down her throat, and once painted across her tits so she could rub it into her skin like lotion.
As he dressed to leave for class, Elena lay sprawled in the wrecked sheets, fingers lazily circling her clit, cum bubbling out of her well-fucked hole.
"Tonight," she whispered, "when Daddy's asleep… you're sneaking back in here. And you're going to fuck Mommy's ass for the first time."
Alex grinned, already hard again.
"Anything for you, Mom."
The house was dark except for the sliver of moonlight cutting across the master bedroom.
Mark had passed out an hour after dinner, two glasses of cheap red wine and his usual 42-second missionary effort knocking him cold. Elena waited another thirty minutes, counting his snores like a metronome, before she texted Alex.
**Mommy: Door's unlocked. Come claim what's yours.**
She was already on the bed, facedown, knees tucked under her so her massive ass arched high in the air. A glossy puddle of her pussy juice had already soaked through the sheets. Between her cheeks, her untouched hole winked, shiny with the thick layer of lube she'd worked in with three trembling fingers.
Alex slipped in wearing nothing but shadows. His cock jutted upward, angry-red and dripping, the head already slick. When he saw her presented like that, he actually growled.
"Fuck, Mom… you look like a goddamn offering."
Elena reached back with both hands and spread her cheeks wide, exposing everything. "I've been saving this hole for nineteen years, baby. Only my son gets to break it in."
He climbed onto the bed behind her, dragging the fat head of his cock through her sopping pussy lips first, coating himself in her cream. Then he notched it against her tight ring.
"Breathe, Mommy," he whispered, one hand stroking her lower back. "Push out for me."
She did. The second she relaxed, he pressed forward, slow, relentless, merciless. The stretch burned like fire, but it was a burn she'd craved for months. Her virgin ring flowered open around his cockhead with a soft pop, and Elena screamed into the pillow, the sound muffled but raw.
"Shh, shh," Alex soothed, feeding her inch after inch. "Take it… take every fat inch of your son's cock up your slutty ass."
When his hips finally met her cheeks, they both froze, panting. He was buried to the root, balls pressed against her dripping pussy. Elena's entire body shook; tears streaked the sheets, but her hips were already rolling back, greedy for more.
"Move," she whimpered. "Please, baby, wreck Mommy's ass."
He did.
Slow at first, long, deep strokes that made her asshole cling to every vein. Then faster. Harder. The bedframe started to creak. Elena buried her face in the pillow and howled as he pounded her, his heavy sack slapping her swollen clit with every thrust.
"Listen to that," Alex grunted, spreading her cheeks wider so he could watch himself disappear into her. "Hear how wet your ass is for me? Fucking obscene."
She was beyond words now, just broken moans and the wet squelch of lube and cock destroying her last virgin hole. Her pussy spasmed untouched, squirting in thin streams onto Alex's thighs every time he bottomed out.
He reached underneath and shoved three fingers into her cunt, curling them hard against her G-spot while his cock reamed her ass. That was it; Elena shattered.
Her orgasm detonated from both holes at once. Her asshole clamped down so tight Alex had to fight to keep fucking her through it. Clear girl-cum sprayed out around his fingers, drenching his wrist, the sheets, the headboard. She shook so hard the bed moved an inch across the floor.
"Gonna fill you," he snarled, hips stuttering. "Gonna flood Mommy's ass with cum."
"Do it," she sobbed. "Breed my guts, baby. Mark me inside."
One final thrust and Alex exploded. His cock pulsed wildly, pumping thick, hot ropes so deep she felt them in her stomach. He kept coming and coming, more than ever before, until cum was forced out around his buried shaft, bubbling down her taint and mixing with her squirt.
They collapsed sideways, still locked together, his cock plugging her ruined hole. Elena's entire body twitched with aftershocks.
After a minute, Alex kissed the back of her sweaty neck. "You okay, Mommy?"
She laughed, hoarse and filthy. "I'm perfect. But you're not done."
She reached back, grabbed his wrist, and guided his cum-slick fingers to her gaping asshole. "Push it back in. Every drop. I want to feel you leaking out of me when I sit next to your father at breakfast tomorrow."
Alex groaned, cock already hardening again inside her.
"Seven more hours until he wakes up," she whispered, clenching around him. "Better make them count, son."
He rolled her onto her stomach and started thrusting again, slow and deep, while Mark snored obliviously in the guest room down the hall.