This story is either really stupid, or really clever. I can't decide which. There is a simulated rape scene at the end which some readers may not like. You have been warned.
“Tom! Get up and get out of bed, now!” Janelle yelled.
“Mom, not so loud. I'm still tired. Just a few more minutes.” he rolled over.
“Damn it, Tom, you're going to be late for your bus. Wake up!” she shook him by the shoulders.
“OK, mom, I'm up. I'm up.” he sat up in bed, blinking his eyes.
“Hurry up and take your shower, I've got to finish getting ready so I'm not late for work.” she walked out of his room and he got out of bed.
Tom was 15 years old and was NOT a morning person. He liked to sleep until noon when he could, but he had to get up at 6 am for school.
Janelle was Tom's mother. She was 34 years old and was getting tired of fighting with him every morning.
The next morning, she went into his room. “Tom, time to get up. Tom!”
“In a minute, mom.” his eyes never opened.
Janelle went to the kitchen and got a pitcher from the cabinet. She filled it with cold water and went to Tom's room. “Last warning, Tom. Get out of bed.” she said sternly.
He rolled over away from her, saying nothing.
“I warned you.” she said as she poured the cold water on him starting at his head and moving down until he was soaked from head to toe.
“What the Fuck? Damn it, mom! That's fuckin' freezing. Are you trying to kill me? Shit!” he jumped out of his bed and stood there in his underwear, shivering.
“Watch your language, young man. I'm tired of fighting with you every morning. I warned you. Now go take a shower.”
“My bed's all wet, mom.”
“Too bad.” Janelle went to her room and got ready for work. She went down to the kitchen to get her coffee.
Tom was there eating a bowl of cereal. “That really pissed me off, mom. Don't pull that shit again.”
She could see he was mad. “I'm sorry, I just got tired of fighting with you every morning.”
“And you thought pouring ice cold water on me would help?” he threw his spoon down and stood up. “Fuck this. I'm leaving.” he grabbed his backpack and walked out the door.
She drank her coffee as tears started to roll down her cheeks. “I didn't mean...” she sobbed to herself. She pulled herself together and went to work.
During her lunch, she did some internet searches on how to wake up crabby children, even though her son Tom was becoming more of a man every day. She read about a technique where the parent gets in bed with the child and hugs them while talking quietly to them, waking them up slowly and gently. She began to think about how hot it would be to get in bed with her son at his age. She was sure he'd get an erection. She put her hand in her crotch as she wondered what Tom's cock would look like, and feel like.
At home later, Tom was still mad, he made a sandwich for dinner so he didn't have to eat with his mom. He stayed in his room all night, trying to dry his bed with a hair dryer.
She knocked on his door.
“Go away!” he yelled.
“I want to apologize, Tom. Can I come in, please?”
He opened the door. “What?”
“I'm sorry about this morning. I feel terrible. I promise I'll never do anything like that again. Can you forgive me?”
“OK, mom. I forgive you. I've got to make my bed now. I finally got it dried out.”
“Good night, sweetie.” she hugged him, noticing how big he was. He was a few inches taller than her and still growing.
“Good night, mom.” he could feel her tits against his chest and his cock grew a little. He always thought his mom was hot, and his hormones were raging.
He closed his door and made his bed. Before he fell asleep, he jerked off thinking about her tits, wondering what they looked like.
The next morning, Janelle went into Tom's bedroom. She was quiet, not wanting to disturb him.
“Good morning, baby.” she whispered in his ear. She pulled his sheet down and saw that he was on his back. He was only wearing a pair of tighty whitey underwear. She got on his bed and straddled him, lowering herself until her underwear touched his. She could feel his cock growing as she pressed her pussy against it. She leaned down and kissed him on the lips. “Are you awake, Tom?”
“MMMMmmm.” Tom thought he was still dreaming as he opened his eyes. “That you, mom?”
“It's me, baby. Just stay there for a minute, there's no hurry to get up.” she was moving her hips, dry humping him. He was now fully engorged, and it felt bigger than she thought it would.
“Mom, what are you doing?” he slowly realized that he had a hard on, and she was rubbing against it.
She kissed him on the lips again. “Shhhhh. Don't talk, baby. I'm just helping you wake up. Does it feel good?”
“Mmm hmm.” he moaned. He felt his cum building in his balls. “Mom, you better stop that.”
“I love you, baby.” she whispered in his ear. “I feel bad about what happened yesterday. I just want you to feel good this morning.” she pressed hard against him, her pussy was dripping so much that both their underwear was soaked.
“That feels so good, mom. Mmmmmm. I'm going to...”
“Shhhh, go ahead, baby. It's OK.” she moved faster until she felt his body tense up under her.
“Oh, mom. Ohhhhh.” he whispered as he came in his drawers. His hips thrust up against her and he hugged her tight.
“Does that feel good? Are you awake now?” she sat up, still grinding against the wet mess in both their pants.
He looked at her and for the first time saw what she was wearing. She had on a tight pink t-shirt that had the words 'Porn Star' written across the front in glittery script. She had on pink cotton panties with a big, dark wet spot on the crotch. “Uh, yeah. I'm awake now, mom. Are you feeling OK?”
“I feel better than I have in a long time. Why do you ask?” she put her hand into her panties and rubbed her clit.
“Mom, you just dry humped me and made me cum! That's why I asked. You don't find that a bit unusual to say the least?”
“I don't want to discuss it too much, I just decided to wake you up differently today is all. All that matters is that you're awake and we're not fighting. OK, baby?” she was cumming in her panties again. “Oh God. Mmmmm.”
“Mom, you just...”
“Shhhh. Let's not make a big deal about it.” she took her hand out of her panties and licked her fingers.
“Time to get up and get ready for school, young man.” she got off him and stood up, pulling on his arm.
She hugged him as he stood up and whispered in his ear. “I love you.”
“I love you too, mom.”
They broke their embrace and went to their bathrooms to get ready. At breakfast, Tom asked. “What's gotten into you, mom?”
“Nothing's gotten into me. I just wanted to try waking you up a different way this morning. I really don't want to talk about our special wake up time together. As long as you liked it, thats all I need to know.”
“I liked it a lot, mom. A lot.”
“Good, now you'd better go before you miss your bus.”
“OK, mom. Later.”
The next morning, Janelle crept quietly into Tom's room. She pulled back his sheet and saw he was nude. “Oh, my.” she thought to herself. “It's so big, even soft.” she got up and straddled him, rubbing her wet panties directly on his cock. “Morning, baby.” she whispered in his ear.
“Morning, mom.” he said quietly. He couldn't believe she was doing it again. He opened his eyes.
“How do you feel this morning, baby?” she sat up and rubbed her hands on his chest.
“I feel great, mom.” He noticed she had on a yellow outfit this morning. Yellow panties and a yellow tanktop. The words 'Hot. Wet. Slut.' were written in red letters on the shirt. “Nice outfit, mom.”
“Thanks, I got a few new things for our special wake up time. Now just close your eyes and relax.” she took his hands and put them on her chest.
He thought he was going to cum as soon as he touched her tits. “Oh, mom. Your tits...”
“Shhh. I know baby, just relax.” she could feel his hips moving against hers.
“Mmmmmm.” he opened his eyes as he came. “Ohhhh.” He pinched her nipples as his cum oozed onto his stomach.
She put her hand in her panties and came as soon as she touched her clit. “Oh baby!” she cried out. She lay down on his chest and kissed him on the lips, probing his mouth with her tongue. “Are you awake now?”
“Oh, yeah, mom. I'm awake.”
“Good. Let's get ready. We don't want to be late.” she got up and left him there with cum and pussyjuice all over his belly.
When he got to the kitchen, she was facing the counter stirring her coffee. He got up behind her and put his ams around her. He pressed his cock against her butt, and felt her tits over her shirt.
“Tom! Stop that right now. You can't touch me there. I'm your mother for pete's sake.” she pulled away from him.
“But mom, I just thought that... You know... When you were in my room earlier...” he looked confused.
“You can't touch your mother like that. Nothing has changed between us except our special wake up time, and we're not going to discuss that. Understand?”
“I guess so. I'd better get going. Later, mom.”
“Have a good day, Tom.”
The next morning, Janelle crept quietly into Tom's room. She pulled back his sheet and saw he was nude again. She got on top of him and whispered in his ear. “Morning baby. Are you awake?”
“Morning mom.” something felt different today, he didn't feel her panties, it was just wet and warm on his cock. He opened his eyes and sat up on his elbows. He could see that she wasn't wearing panties. Her pussy was completely shaved, and she was rubbing it on the underside of his throbbing cock.
“Just lay back, baby. Don't get up yet.” she moved her hips faster.
He lay back down and looked at her again. All she was wearing was a white ribbed tank top, a 'wife beater' style, except hers was roughly cut so short it barely hung below her nipples. The word 'Tramp' was written crudely in black.
“Oh baby.” she moaned as she began to cum.
He reached up and touched her tits, under her shirt this time.
“Oh, baby!” she cried out.
He massaged her tits, then he pulled her down to him so he could suck them. He came with her nipple in his mouth, squirting his cum between their bellies.
She sat up. “Are you awake now, baby?” she reached down and got some of his cum on her fingers, then put them in her mouth.
“I'm awake, mom.”
“Good, time to get in the shower.”
The next morning, Tom woke up alone. “Where's mom?” he wondered. He put on some sweatpants and went to the kitchen. “Hey, mom. No special wake up time this morning?”
“Today is saturday.” she took a sip of coffee. “I know how you like to sleep in on the weekends.”
“But, mom. I was looking forward...” his cock got hard in his sweats.
“You can look forward to monday, it'll be here before you know it.”
“But what about...” he guestured down to the tent building in his pants.
“Don't look at me. I'm your mother, not some whore at your beck and call. Go to your room and beat off if you need to. Don't bring it up again or I'll let you sleep in all next week.”
“OK, mom.” he sighed and went to his room. He was so bummed out he only beat off twice.
Saturday and sunday dragged on forever it seemed to Tom. He couldn't get to sleep sunday night he was so anxious. He felt like a 8 year old on Christmas eve.
Monday morning, Janelle crept quietly into Tom's room. She pulled back his sheet and saw he was nude again. She got on top of him, except this time she straddled his face with her pussy and put her mouth on his cock. She held her pussy a few inches away from his mouth until he woke up. She felt his cock growing in her mouth.
“Mom? What the...” he opened his eyes expecting to see his mom on top of him as usual, but her wet pussy was just inches from his face. He felt her mouth going up and down on his cock. “Oh, mom. You're really su...”
She cut him off by burying his mouth in her pussy. “Shhh, baby. It's alright.” she sucked him while grinding her snatch on his lips. Soon she began to cum. “Oh baby.” She whimpered.
Tom felt that twinge in his cock, “Oh mom.” he shot his cum into her mouth and she kept sucking, while swallowing every drop.
Tom looked up at his mom's pussy and ass. He noticed something written on her ass cheeks. The letters 'WH' were on one side and 'RE' were on the other. He pulled her cheeks a little wider and saw that the letter 'O' was written around her anus. “WHORE” he thought to himself. “Why would she write that on her ass?”
“Are you awake down there?” she asked, then sucked his soft cock into her mouth.
“I'm awake, mom, but I don't want to get out of bed just yet.” he licked her pussy, then licked her asshole.
“Just a few more minutes, baby. We don't want to be late on monday morning.” she sucked him some more until he got hard again. She kept on sucking until he filled her mouth with jizz again. “Hmmm, twice in one morning. I hope that makes up for this weekend, baby. I missed this, too, you know.”
“Thanks, mom. You're the best. I love you.” he stuck his tongue deep between her lips.
“I love you, too, Tom. We're running late, though. Time for your shower.” she got up and left the room.
The next morning, Janelle crept quietly into Tom's room. She was completely nude this morning. She pulled back his sheet and got on top of him, straddling his cock. As soon as she felt him get hard, she shifted her hips and reached down to guide him inside her, taking him balls deep in her cunt. She lay on his chest and whispered in his ear. “Good morning, baby.” she just held his cock inside her while she kissed his neck.
“Morning, mom” he said, still half asleep. Then he felt that his cock was hard and it felt very warm and wet. “What's going on, mom? Are you fu...”
She kissed him on the lips. “Shhh. It's OK, baby. Don't talk.” she moved her hips a little stroking him in and out.
He reached down and grabbed her ass and held her close while he thrust his hips up and down. “I'm fucking my mom!” he thought to himself. He kept fucking and felt his cum building. He wasn't sure if he should cum inside her. “Mom, I'm...”
“Shhhhh. Go ahead, baby. It's OK.” she kissed him passionately on the mouth.
He tensed up and held her ass down while thrusting his hips up. He shot his cum as deep inside her as he could, holding on until he was finished. She sat up and he noticed something written on her stomach. The words “FUCK HOLE” were written just below her belly button and an arrow was pointing down to her clit. “Thats strange.” he thought, but said nothing.
“Are you awake now, baby?” she asked as she ground her hips on him, his soft cock still inside her.
“Oh, yeah, mom. I'm wide awake.”
“That's good because it's time to get out of bed.” she pushed up and he slid out of her. She got off the bed and walked out, her son's cum running down her legs.
The next morning, Janelle crept quietly into Tom's room. She pulled back his sheet and saw he was nude again. She got on top of him and put his cock in her pussy. Their special wake up time went pretty much the same, but today, she had the words “I'M NOT EASY” written on her stomach. When she got up to leave, he saw the words 'BUT I'M WORTH IT' written on her lower back.
The next morning, Janelle crept quietly into Tom's room. She pulled back his sheet and got on top of him. Today, though, instead of being on her knees, she was on her feet and squatting above his cock. She poured some flavored lotion on him and rubbed it in until he was good and hard, then she lowered herself while pressing his cock against her asshole.
Tom opened his eyes just in time to see his cock sliding into his mom's ass. Her pussy was hanging wide open. She had the word's 'SLUT FOR MY SON' written on her belly.
“Morning mom.” he said as she began sliding up and down on his oily cock.
“Morning baby, how are you feeling?” she spread her pussy with one hand, while balancing herself with the other.
“Good, mom, good. How are you this morning.?” he smiled at her.
“I feel great, but this isn't the best way to do this. Can we move around a bit?” she got up off his cock and got on all fours with her ass pointing in the air.
He got on his knees behind her and slid his fat hog up her shitter. “Better, mom?” he noticed the words 'ANAL WHORE' were scrawled on her ass.
“Much better. Mmmmm.”
He pounded her ass as hard as he could until he came inside her. “Ohhh.” after he came, he pulled out of her ass and she moved around to take him in her mouth. She licked him clean and then got up and left without saying another word. He saw that she left the bottle of lotion on his nightstand.
The next morning, friday, Janelle crept quietly into Tom's room. She pulled back his sheet and took his cock in her mouth. He woke up and saw her beside him, sucking his cock.
“Morning, baby. I thought I'd let you decide how we wake up this morning. Don't say anything, just do whatever you want.”
He pulled her up so she was on her back beside him. He leaned over and sucked her tits, then he got on top of her between her legs. He looked down and saw the words, 'TRY HARDER NEXT TIME' on her stomach. “Maybe she's trying to tell me something.” he thought. He put his cockhead against her lips and pushed slowly forward.
“Oh, baby.” she whispered as he fucked her pussy.
He pounded her hard until he came. Afterward he just lay on top of her, kissing her neck.
“Mom, I've got to ask about the writing on...”
“Shhhh. You know I don't like to talk during our special wake up time.”
The next morning was saturday. Tom woke up alone. “Damn it! I hate saturdays.” he thought as he looked at the clock. “6 am? WTF?” he tried to go back to sleep, but just tossed and turned for an hour. “Might as well take care of it myself.” he thought as he jerked off. After he came, he put on some sweats and went to the kitchen.
“Look who's up before noon. What's the occasion?” she asked as she sat at the table, drinking her coffee.
“I couldn't sleep. I hate the weekends.” he sat down, slumping in his chair.
She got up and stood next to him, stroking his hair. “Aw, what's wrong? You used to love the weekends. No getting up early, no school. Just think, school's out in a few weeks and then you can sleep in every day this summer. Three whole months.” she paused to let that sink in. “Won't that be nice?” she smiled at him.
He turned white like he'd seen a ghost. “What? I don't want to sleep in, I want you to...”
“I told you not to talk about our special wake up time. Maybe you can figure out another way to get what you want.” she sat back down and crossed her legs.
He noticed for the first time that she was dressed differently today. Usually she wore jeans or sweats around the house, but today she was wearing a short, pleated skirt, and a tight t-shirt. He could see she wasn't wearing a bra. “You look sexy, today, mom. New outfit?” he asked.
“I bought a few new things, but that's no way to talk to me. I'm your mother, I'm not supposed to be 'sexy' to you. How about, 'you look nice' or, 'you look good in that'.”
“Sorry, mom. You look nice today.” he said, as his cock tented the front of his sweats.
“Thank you, sweetie.”
The rest of saturday dragged on, then sunday came and went just as slowly. Tom couldn't get to sleep on sunday night, no matter how many times he pulled his pud.
Monday morning, Janelle crept quietly into Tom's room. She straddled him and whispered in his ear. “Good morning, baby. I missed you.”
“Oh, mom, I missed you, too.” he said as he kissed her on the lips.
She reached down to guide him into her. “Mmmmmm.” she moaned.
He thrust his hips up at her. It didn't take him long to cum. He held tight on her ass cheeks while he shot his seed deep in her womb.
After he let go of her ass, she sat up, moving her hips in a circle while his erection subsided. Finally he slipped out of her. “Are you awake now, baby?”
“Yeah, mom. I'm wide awake.” he saw the words 'A MAN TAKES WHAT HE WANTS' on her belly today. “Mom, what does...”
“Shhh. It's time to get ready for school, baby.” she got up and walked out.
The next morning, Janelle crept quietly into Tom's room. She pulled back his sheet and got on top of him. She sat up on his cock, rubbing it between her juicy pussylips.
Tom opened his eyes. “Morning mom.” today, the words 'FIFTY NO'S AND ONE YES EQUALS YES' were written on her stomach.
“Morning, baby. Did you sleep well?” she asked as she sat up a bit to allow his hard cock to slide into her. “Mmmmmm.”
“Like a baby, mom.” he pulled her down on top of him, then rolled her over, staying inside her the whole time. He kissed her passionately as he fucked her, slowly at first, then working up to a medium pace. “Oh mom!” he cried out as he came. He lay on top of her, holding her tight for a few minutes, before pulling out of her and rolling onto his back.
“Time to get out of bed, baby.” she got up and walked out without saying another word.
The next morning, Janelle crept quietly into Tom's room. She pulled back his sheet and laid down next to him, stroking his cock while she kissed his neck.
Tom woke up to his mom's stroking. Without saying a word, he rolled her over onto her stomach, got behind her and pulled her hips up to his. He fucked her doggie style while he poured lotion on her asshole from the bottle she had left by the bed. He rubbed the lotion in, sticking two fingers inside. He pulled his cock from her pussy and pressed it to her anus, slowly siding in. As his balls touched her wet snatch, he said, “morning, mom.”
“Good morning, baby.” her voice was muffled because her face was buried in a pillow.
He pounded her ass deep and hard, his balls slapping against her clit.
“OH GOD!” she screamed into the pillow as she came.
“Unnnnggh” he grunted as he filled her rectum with jizz. He pulled out and moved over so she could take him in her mouth.
She sucked his dick eagerly, tasting the cherry flavored lotion, and her own ass. When he went soft, she let him go and stood up by his bedside. “That was nice, baby. Time to get ready.” she stayed there long enough for him to read the words 'YOU CAN'T RAPE THE WILLING' written on her stomach, then she walked out.
He sat there, trying to figure out what all the messages written on her body meant. He got a pad of paper and wrote them all down, as best as he could remember, then he went to take his shower.
The next morning, Janelle crept quietly into Tom's room. She pulled back his sheet and straddled his face, gently rubbing her pussylips on his lips. “Tom, baby. Time to wake up.”
He woke up and felt her wet pussy on his face. He could smell her musk. He sniffed deeply. “Morning mom.” he said, then he tongue fucked her as deep as he could.
“Oh, baby.” she murmered as she pulled him close, holding on to his hair. Soon, she had her first orgasm. “Yes.” she whispered as she kept smashing her pussy into his face. She had another orgasm, then another, until it got so intense she couldn't take it any longer. “OH FUCK!” she screamed as she pinned his ears back with her knees. She fell over on her side and curled up into a ball, twitching and spasming like she was having a seizure. She finally calmed down, rolled onto her back and spread her legs, pulling them up to her chest. “Come give me a hug, baby.”
He climbed on top of her and kissed her, letting her taste her juices while he slid into her pussy. He fucked his mother, and soon shot a wad of cum into her. He looked down to see 'DON'T STOP, NO MATTER WHAT' on her stomach today.
“I love you, mom.” he whispered in her ear.
“I love you too, baby.” she whispered back. “Time to get up now.” she got out of his bed and walked away.
He wrote the message down on the pad by his bed, then went to the shower.
The next morning, friday, Janelle crept quietly into Tom's room. She mounted him and he fucked her until they both came. As she sat up on top of him, he saw that she was wearing a t-shirt with the phrase, 'JUST DO IT' on the front
“That was nice, baby. Too bad tomorrow's saturday. I'm going to miss our special wake up time.”
“Me too, mom. Me too.”
“Until monday...” she kissed him on the lips one last time before getting up and leaving his room.
He wrote the message down on the pad by his bed, then went to the shower.
Saturday morning Tom woke up early again. “Aw shit. It's saturday.” He lay in bed, trying to go back to sleep, but it was no use. He jerked off, then went to the kitchen to get a bowl of cereal.
“Up early again?” she asked. She was wearing another tight t-shirt with no bra, but today she had short shorts on.
“I can't sleep. Must be hungry or something.” he poured the cereal while he stared at her tits.
“You're a growing into a big strong man, you body needs more nourishment now.” she sipped her coffee while aimlessly circling a finger around her nipple.
“Yeah, mom, that's why I can't sleep.” he ate in silence, then went to his room. He read the phrases on his notepad and started to see a pattern emerge. Was she telling him to force himself on her? Did she want him to overpower her? Rape her even? He thought about it while jerking off. “She is dressing more provocatively lately.” he thought.
They ate lunch in silence, dinner, too. He was in his room after dinner when she knocked on the door.
“Tom, are you in there?”
“Just a sec, mom.” he put his cock back in his pants and opened the door.
“Sorry to bother you, sweetie. I wanted to let you know that I'm going out, and I won't be home until late, maybe not until tomorrow.”
“Where are you going?” he asked while he took a look at her outfit. She was wearing a white dress shirt that was open halfway down the front. She had on a short tight black mini skirt, and below that, she had on black thigh high stockings. There was about an inche of bare skin between the top of her stockings and the bottom of her skirt. He could see black lace garters attached to the top of her stockings, dissappearing under her skirt. She had on more makeup than she usually wore, and her lipstick was bright red.
“I'm going out to a new club that just opened. I haven't been dancing in so long...”
“You look smokin' hot in that, mom. If you go out like that, some guy is going to try to take advantage of you.” his cock was straining against his jeans.
“I hope so. I've been single for too long. I need to find a man. A real man who'll treat me the way I need to be treated.” she kissed him on the cheek and whispered in his ear. “Don't wait up, baby.” then she turned around and walked to her room and grabbed her purse, digging for her car keys.
He decided that it was now or never. He glanced down at the notepad. “A man takes what he wants.” he said to himself as he left his room.
She was just opening the front door when he grabbed her and slammed it shut. He took her wrists in his hands and held her against the wall. “I'm not letting you go anywhere tonight, mom.” he kissed her on the lips.
She turned away from him. “Let me go right now young man!” she yelled at him.
“You need a man? I'm right here. I'm your man now, and you're my woman.” he sucked on her neck.
“You're not my man, you're my son, and I'm your mother. You can't do this. Let me go, please.”
“I'm not a man? What does this feel like to you?” he put her hand on his hard cock. “Is that man enough for you?”
“Let me go, now! I'm warning you.” she struggled to get free.
“I read somewhere that a man takes what he wants. I want you. I'm taking you.” he let one hand go long enough to rip her shirt open, exposing her breasts.
She tried to push him away, but he was too strong. “You're scaring me, Tom. Please stop this.”
He pressed his cock against her, holding her against the wall. “I'm so hot for you right now, mom. Stop fighting me so we can make love.”
“No Tom! Please don't rape me.” she tried to push him away.
“I also read somewhere that you can't rape the willing.” he put his hand under her skirt. She wasn't wearing panties. “You're soaking wet down here mom. Your pussy feels willing to me.”
“You can't touch me there, I'm your mother. This isn't right.”
“I'm your mother!” he said in a high pitched voice, mocking her. “You're my mother, and you're my woman. You belong to me now. Understand?” he pulled her skirt up around her waist.
“No, Tom. Please, no.”
“Fifty no's and one yes equals yes.” he turned her around and pulled her shirt all the way off. “Say 'yes', mom. You know you want to.” he pulled his cock out and pressed it against her ass.
“NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO!” She cried out.
“I like your garter belt, mom. Did you wear that just for me?” he felt her silky stockings, then turned her around to face him.
“Please, Tom. You've got to stop.” she said a little less forcefully this time.
“Mom, you know I won't stop, no matter what.” he rubbed his cock against her pussy. “Say yes, mom. Just do it.”
He kissed her and she kissed him back this time. “Please, what?” he sucked her nipple.
“Tom, please fuck me.” she whispered.
“I can't hear you, mother.” he reached around and rubbed his finger on her asshole.
“Please, fuck me, Tom. I need you baby.” she said a little louder.
“Are you sure?” he sucked on her neck.
“Yes. Yes! YES! I need you to fuck me, please.”
“Well, since you said please.” he picked her up in his arms and carried her to her room. He set her down on her bed and took his pants off. He got between her legs and slid right in, she was so wet. “Your pussy feels so hot, mom. Does my cock feel good inside you?”
“You're so big, baby. I love the way you feel. I want to feel your cum inside me. Fuck me, Tom.” she pulled on his ass.
He pounded her as hard as he could. “I'm going to cum, mom. You're so hot.”
“Yes! I want to feel it. Deeper! Harder!” she cried as she came. “Oh god. I'm cumming. Oh fuck yeah!”
“Oh shit!” he pushed deep into her while filling her with his nut butter. “Oh fuck, that feels so good.”
When he finished, he rolled off her and lay on his back. “That was so intense, mom. The best ever.”
“It's always better when you have to work for it.” she said as she stroked his chest. “You were so good, Tom, so forceful and manly. I was worried that you might not have it in you.”
“I'm going to fuck you every night from now on, mom. Are you going to fight me like that every time?”
“Probably a little. I'm not just going to give it to you. What do you think I am? A whore?” she smiled at him and moved down to suck his cock.