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"Oh my God!!!" she screamed from down the hallway.

He laughed before her yelling gave way to the sound of high heels dashing back into his bedroom.

"Baby, I'm completely covered! I've never had anything like this!"

"It looks good on you," he joked, somewhat infatuated with the sight of his seed all over his mother's gorgeous face.

She looked around the room in a panic. "Where's your phone!?"

He pointed at his nightstand.

She scurried across the room and retrieved his phone. She moved back in front of him, handed him his smartphone, and dropped back down to her knees.

"Pictures," she said with a big smile.

He couldn't help but laugh to himself as he unlocked his phone. He officially lived with the hottest woman on the planet.

He took five pictures while Mom sported a variety of poses: seductive, sexy, innocent, devilish, and even surprised. She decided to pull out her entire acting repertoire for their private photo shoot, but she needed a co-star for her next set of photos.

"Come over here."

He stood up and approached her, letting out a deep exhale of jubilation when she wrapped her lips around his manhood and sucked him back to life. Sexual downtime? Not a chance. She could have her angel ready to go in seconds no matter what the situation. She was sure of it.

Once he was hard again, she sported a playful pose with his big cock directly next to her face as she waited for him to take the picture.

"Evidence of what did this to me," she told him, grinning the entire time.

He took the picture before moving his cock over her head and allowing it to rest along her face.

She checked off another box on her list of fantasies. "This is so fuckin' hot."

Several more pictures were snapped with her cum-covered face partially hidden by his thick manhood.

"All good," he announced.

She allowed his cock to slide off her face before giving the shiny head a loving kiss. "You're so perfect. Well, I definitely need a shower, so round two in a bit?"

Mom wouldn't be happy to hear his following news. He'd told her before, but chances were that she wouldn't remember. Especially considering how sexed-up she currently was.

"I have a lot of homework to do."

She took a deep breath, her body language reflecting her frustration. "Shit, I forgot about that. Okay, you do your homework, but if you need a break or just want to have a little fun, you come find me. Deal?"

"Deal," he agreed with a big smile.

Sarah gave her son's cock one last kiss before strutting out of the room and heading for the shower.

Two hours passed before he finally hit the halfway point on his schoolwork. What were the chances that he'd get slammed with assignments tonight? Here he was, living down the hall from the hottest woman to ever exist--who wanted nothing more than to mess around with him sexually--and he couldn't even do anything with her because he had so much math homework. Life was so unfair!

He journeyed downstairs to grab another slice of pizza after he took a bathroom break. Part of him felt like an asshole when he reflected on his current mindset. To be honest, he was in the mood for another blowjob, but he couldn't just go find Mom and tell her that, right? She wasn't a blowjob machine, but then again, what if she was? What if her sex drive was equally as high as his?

Mike walked back upstairs and took a moment to think after he arrived outside of his room. Did he have to stop? Would it really be so bad to continue down the hallway and pay Mom a visit instead of losing himself in more homework?

He decided to swing by his parents' bedroom first. A loud buzzing noise coming from inside the room caused him to freeze after he placed his hand on the doorknob. He moved his ear against the door in an attempt to identify whatever took place behind the door he'd almost opened.

He heard the sound of moaning.

The revelation that Mom masturbated with a vibrator wasn't exactly breaking news when she told him earlier. He was fully aware of her sex toys. Like most kids, he did a little snooping around his parents' dressers and nightstands once puberty hit. With the help of the internet, his younger-self was able to solve the mystery of the curious object he saw inside his mother's nightstand, and it was then when he realized that Mom enjoyed playing with herself.

But he'd never actually heard her having fun before, and his cock twitched after it registered in his brain that he was most likely the man on her mind. He loved that Mom thought about him! What were the chances of going inside her bedroom and only receiving a quick blowjob, though? Two percent? They would end up doing way more than simple oral, and he still had French homework, a writing assignment for his English literature class, and a chemistry quiz to study for.

He reluctantly removed his hand from the doorknob and headed back to his room.

He finally finished after the two longest hours of his life. His phone showed that it was ten o'clock on this Monday night, and the eighteen-year-old high school senior was more than ready for round two. He strolled down to his parents' bedroom where he was met by a dark room. Not a hint of light escaped from under the one door that had been on his mind for the past one hundred and twenty minutes.

He knocked on the door.

No response.

He turned the knob cautiously and let himself in, and he couldn't help but smile after he did.

The light from the hallway allowed him to see the adorable picture in front of him. Mom sprawled flat on her back with her head resting in her pillows, sound asleep. Her pajama bottoms were wrinkled, her pink t-shirt was partially up--exposing her flat and fit tummy--and her blonde hair went in a million different directions. Her vibrator was on her nightstand, her phone rested on the mattress just a few inches from her hand, and the TV was off. It didn't take a genius to figure out what she'd been up to for the past however many hours.

Part of him died inside when he pulled her shirt down after arriving next to her. Her perfect stomach should always be exposed as far as he was concerned, but she was also his mother. He couldn't be a pervert.

He pulled her blankets up to her shoulders and tucked her in before planting a kiss on her forehead. He made sure to plug her phone into her charger and closed the door behind him, heading off to the bathroom to take a shower. Unfortunately, he would have to call it a night.


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A grin appeared on her gorgeous face.

He wouldn't last much longer. The entire scenario was too overwhelming. Everything from Mom's clothes still being partially on, to her being bent over the bathroom sink, to watching her every reaction in the mirror, to controlling her neck with a leash was equally as surreal. And she seemed even more ecstatic the longer they went at it--if that was even possible.

The forty-three-year-old mom's eyes couldn't leave the reflection of the jock behind her. The front of his thick brown hair was wet with sweat, and his face was full of passionate lust. Every pump inside her resulted in a grunt out of her son which partially drowned out her own moans. She'd read about the feeling of being stretched and pushed to the limit before. Her romance novels loved to describe that part of the sexual experience. There was never a lack of details when the situation involved an innocent young virgin who gets her world rocked by a stud businessman. The authors would spend page after page detailing how their protagonist could never go back to their wimpy boyfriend or husband after what they'd been through. How could they? Their world had been turned upside down by the last person they'd ever expected, and while Sarah always dismissed those parts of her stories as fiction, she quickly learned how true they actually were.

Mike gave his mother one last deep stroke before dropping the leash and pulling out. "Get down on your knees."

She spun at the sound of his voice and immediately fell to her knees in front of him. His cock moved to her lips and she rushed to separate them, allowing his thick manhood to push inside her welcoming mouth. The first splash of cum hit her tongue, and a never-ending flow of her son's seed followed.

Fifteen seconds later, he was done.

She opened her full mouth to show how much had collected inside. Her lips quickly closed as she deposited her son's load into her stomach before moving back to his cock to clean him off.

"I thought you were going to cum inside me."

Mike finally snapped out of his orgasmic haze. His eyes darted around the bathroom as he attempted to regain his bearings. Nothing had ever come close to what he'd just experienced. The sex, the situation, and his orgasm were all indescribable. He felt drained and exhausted. He could use a nap and it was barely five o'clock! But that was the effect that his mother seemed to have on him.

Even this morning left him feeling less than one hundred percent when he arrived at school. Mom not only pulled his cum out, but she seemed to take his essence as well. A piece of him was captured by his amazing mother after each and every sexual encounter they shared, and he was more than happy to let her have it.

"I don't want to get you all messy," he said, gazing down at her with a smirk. "We're just getting started."

She looked at his partially flaccid manhood. "I think I drained you, baby."

"You tend to do that," he laughed. "I'll be ready again in fifteen minutes. Besides, I don't need to be hard for what I have planned next."

She sent a curious glance his way.

The young man's shoulder found the bathroom wall as he propped himself against it to stay upright. His legs and knees felt rather wobbly at the moment. "You see, Mom, this part of you drives me nuts, and not in a good way."

Panic immediately swept through her.

"Everything is about Dad, myself, your friends, and on, and on, and on," he said. "It's never about you. You're so unselfish. Now, listen, don't get me wrong, it's an amazing quality to have, but it makes me mad sometimes. It's like you sacrifice your personal joy to help everyone around you."

"But I like making you happy."

He stared down at his mother lovingly. "I know. You really are the best, but let's think about the past few days for a second. It's been all about me. The blowjobs and even the sex we just had, which was amazing by the way--"

"You ain't kidding," Sarah chimed in.

"It was about me. I came, just like I've cum each and every time we've messed around."

"As you should," she jumped in again. "I love making you happy. I don't think you understand what it does for me."

"Oh, I get it, but I don't think you understand what making you happy does for me. A thanks from you makes my day. That's why I do so much stuff around here. I love putting a smile on your pretty face."

Every compliment caused her to glow. She couldn't get enough of him.

He unhooked her leash. "So, it's time for things to be about you. How's that sound?"

Maybe her son was right? Perhaps it was time for things to start being about her? It's not like it could be a bad thing.

"Sounds like a plan, baby," she said as she stood to her feet. He signaled for her to follow him. "Where are we going?"

"Upstairs," he answered.


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"I'll do whatever you want."

He let out a loud laugh as he rubbed his cock against her glistening vaginal lips.

"I'm serious," she told him firmly, finally collecting herself. "Any position you want, baby. I'll do it. Oh my God, that was unreal."

"Well, I think that someone still wants me to bend their sexy ass over my bed."

"YES!" she screamed. She would be up for anything, but she still wanted her favorite position.

He moved to the side of his bed with a grin. "Alright, let's go."

She bolted off the bed and quickly buried her chest and stomach into his sheets. Her fit legs were aided by six inches of high-heeled goodness, and her butt gave him an inviting wiggle. The left side of her face pressed against the bed, allowing her to keep an eye on the stud behind her, and she was surprised to find a curious look on his face.

"I have an idea."

"What is it?" she asked, interested in whatever he had on his mind.

"I want to tie your arms together."

She didn't show a second of hesitation in her response. "Yes!"

Seconds later, he used one of his t-shirts to handcuff her wrists behind her back. He squeezed the knot tightly and took a step back to reflect on the sight in front of him.

Mom wasn't just in a submissive position anymore. Now, she was helpless. She was vulnerably bent over his bed and completely at his mercy. Something about her new circumstances made his already harder-than-ever dick throb. Maybe he liked being a dominant guy more than he realized?

"Try to move your arms."

Mom attempted to separate her wrists but they didn't budge. She was locked in.

"It's not too tight, is it?" he checked.

"It's perfect," she responded. "Everything is so perfect."

"Look at my little slut. Bent over my bed like a good girl. No one's coming to help you now. You're all mine."

Her skin tingled. She wouldn't trade places with anyone in the world at this very moment. Her son was right. She was bent over his bed like a good girl, and he could do anything that he wanted. It was paradise.

"I've been a bad girl, Daddy," she whined.

"Oh, is that right?" he asked. He gave her perky butt a few firm whacks with his hard cock. "What's my little girl been up to?"

Her cadence had been replaced by that of a childlike pout. She no longer spoke like a forty-three-year-old woman. Now, she resembled a little girl. "I've been touching myself."

His hand replaced his cock as he squeezed her plump ass, allowing his fingers to absorb her backside. "Without my permission?"

"Without your permission. I'm sorry, Daddy. I can't help it."

He let out a disappointed huff. "And why's that?"

"Because I'm a slut," she answered, unable to hide the pep and energy in her voice when she said it. "And I think I need to be punished."

"So do I," he agreed with a grin. "Apologize."

"I'm sorry, Daddy."

"That's not good enough," he remarked.

His open palm crashed against her ass, immediately turning the light skin on her butt bright red.

"AHHH!" she yelped, surprised by his impressive strength and aggression. "I'm sorry, Daddy, but I did something else too. Something really bad."

He stared down at the side of his mother's face, making sure that she didn't catch him rolling his eyes. He was well-aware of the game she wanted to play. Mom didn't just want to get fucked, but she wanted to role-play as well.

"Oh yeah? What did you do now?"

She buried her face into the bed sheets to hide her smirk. "I've been thinking about other boys."

"Is my little girl boy-crazy?"

"Maybe?" she pouted playfully. "I can't help it, though, Daddy. I'm just so horny all the time. My classmates, teachers, and all the boys in the neighborhood get me sooooooo excited."

His big hand slammed into her ass even harder this time.

"FUCK!!!" she shouted as her right leg bent momentarily due to the stinging in her ass. But it was a good pain. It was a pain that made her feel alive. It was a pain that she desperately craved more of.

"My little girl shouldn't be thinking about other boys."

"But I do," Mom continued to whine. "I think about doing stuff with them. They all want to take me out, Daddy. I don't want to be a prude."

This time, his hand found her other butt-cheek and hammered into it with more force than his previous two slaps combined.

"OH MY FUCKING GOD!!!" Sarah screamed, her entire lower-body scathing in pain.

Panic set in for Mike. He immediately regretted how hard he'd smacked her. "Shit, are you alright?"

A few seconds of silence passed before Mom's right eye turned back to him, exposing half her face again. "I played with one of the boys."

"Mom, I'm being serious! Are you okay? That was way harder than I should've hit you!"

"I gave him a blowjob," she told him with a grin. "I thought it would make him like me more."

"Mom, seriously, cut it out for a minute!" he said, attempting to bring her back to reality. "You're okay, right?"

"He told me that my daddy wouldn't be happy if you found out what I did," she went on, completely lost in character. "And do you want to know what I told him?"

He stared down at her.

"I said, 'Fuck what my daddy thinks.'"

The one visible blue eye on Mom's face said a million different things. It told him how much she loved him, how great of a son he was, and how she would do anything for him, but it also told him how badly she wanted this. An uncontrollable lust radiated from her eye, and he soaked up every drop. He needed to be a man for her.

He pushed his cock inside his mother and began pumping roughly.

It only took a handful of seconds for her world to be rearranged. This situation didn't seem possible just seventy-two hours ago. Bent over a bed with a collar around her neck and her arms tied behind her back was stuff of masturbatory fantasies--not reality--but here she was, being driven into helplessly by the last person she ever would've imagined ravishing her sexually. But now the prospect of this never happening again became an impossibility to her. The fullness that filled her insides was incomparable to anything she'd ever experienced. The calloused hands gripping her hips made her feel tiny and vulnerable. Having her arms locked behind her back resulted in a susceptible sense of lust to flow throughout her body. She finally had everything she wanted. She finally had a real man.

His strong thrusts paused temporarily as he reached out to retrieve the leather leash that dangled off his bed. He found the lock and snapped it around the m
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