I sat on the bed, lightly stroking myself while I listened to Mom finishing up in the shower. The buttplug lay where I had tossed it on the bed, next to the bottle of lube I grabbed from the bathroom drawer. I loved using the plug on her. I loved the feeling of dominance when she was bent over in front of me, waiting for me to insert the shiny metal toy into her most intimate hole. I loved seeing the tight ring of her asshole expand, and then contract around the plug. I loved knowing that the plug was only a preview compared to what I was going to fill her butt with after.
Mom stood in the doorway to the bathroom, in the last stages of drying off. She was letting her hair dry naturally, giving it an untamed waviness that I found very sexy. She chewed her bottom lip playfully, glancing between me and the plug.
"Are you going to... to stick that in my butt?" she asked coyly.
"Mmhmm, I sure am."
"Oh... I hope that's all your planning to put in there. I don't know if I can handle...
that
." She pointed toward my mostly-hard cock, which I was still stroking absentmindedly. One of my mom's favorite acts of foreplay was pretending that she couldn't take my dick in her ass, despite how much practice she had at it. What guy doesn't feel a little flattered that their cock may be
too
big for a woman? Mom knew how to push all of my buttons.
"We'll get you warmed up first. I'm sure you can take it like a good mommy should."
Tossing her towel aside, Mom approached the bed with a smile on her face. She dropped to her knees, prompting me to turn towards her with my legs over the edge of the bed.
"Let me mommy suck this for you." Without waiting for permission, Mom engulfed as much of me as she could in one motion, stopping about ¾ of the way down my shaft. I could feel her straining, as if pushing herself to take more. She pulled off quickly, panting heavily and leaving a trail of saliva from my cock to her lips.
"Mmm fuck. Oh, fuck, I missed that." I placed a hand on the back of her head, running my fingers lightly through her hair. She went down again, taking a similar amount of cock. She held it longer for this time, but resurfaced again for air without reaching her goal.
"I'm sorry babe... I still can't take the whole thing! I really wanted to this time." Mom looked genuinely apologetic. "I think it's just a mental thing. I can't get around the fact that I feel like you're going to choke me with this monster. I can keep trying."
"Mom," I said tenderly, leaning down to her. "You know how hard you always make me cum with just your mouth, right? You think I really care if you can't take the whole thing? I love you. I love the things you do to me. You never need to apologize for anything like that."
Mom smiled up at me.
"I love you too, Tyler." Her mouth returned to my dick, kissing the head sweetly, then taking a mouthful while continuing to pleasure the head with her tongue. Despite Mom's feeling of failure for not being able to fully deepthroat me, she was an amazing cocksucker. The best, in my opinion. Maybe it was her motherly affection for me that allowed her to do it so well. Or maybe she was this good with every guy she sucked off. Either way, I was never going to complain about any part of it.
Pulling her mouth off of me again, she started to stroke up and down on my shaft. It was well lubricated from the amount of saliva she had deposited on it. Mom angled her head to tease my balls briefly with her tongue, before straightening up again with a playful smile.
"Is my ass really the last one you've fucked?" she asked, referring to what I had said to her in the shower earlier.
"Yeah, that would be it."
"Lauren doesn't let you do it anymore?"
"The last time was on our honeymoon. She still lets me play with it and lick her ass, but penetration has been off limits."
"Well, she needs to be careful," Mom warned, still stroking me steadily. "If she won't give you what you need, you'll go find some dirty slut who will." Mom winked at me, then rose to her feet and pushed me back onto the bed. Mom positioned herself next to me, on her knees.
"What would you say to your mother if she asked to sit on your face and make you eat her pussy?" asked Mom matter-of-factly.
"I would say 'hell yes, bring it here.'" Mom swung one leg over my chest, walking her way up my body until her pussy hovered just above my face.
"Eat." Her tone was as imperious as the look on her face. She knew I enjoyed being given commands and light domination. That had actually been one of the major elements of our initial sexual encounters. I complied quickly.
I buried my face in her, forgoing any teasing and pressing my lips directly to hers with abandon. I let my tongue go wild, plunging into her as deep as possible as she stared down at me sternly.
"I love that. No hesitation at all. Just trying to please this pussy." Mom humped downward, forcing herself harder onto my mouth. "This pussy that you just fucked. This pussy that belongs to your sweet, loving mommy. What would Lauren say if she saw you doing this right now, hmm?"
I wasn't really in a position to form words, so I just shook my head as well as I could.
"She'd probably be upset. She'd feel worthless. Or maybe she'd be happy. Maybe she'd be relieved you found someone to act out your sick, dirty fantasies with instead of bothering her. Maybe she needs more experience woman to show her what her man really wants."
I raised one eyebrow, the best expression of interest I could muster under the assault of her thrusting pussy. Mom returned it with an expression that was equally suggestive of the gears that were turning it her head.
Trying to suppress such fantastical notions, I buried myself in my work some more, eliciting moans of pleasure from my mother. I was being drenched in a flood of her fluids from her sopping pussy. I abandoned myself to the nastiness of being covered in my mother's juices as she furiously rubbed her clit above me.
"Baby, I think I could cum again from this. Keep on eating me just like that. Just like that." I continued working her with my tongue, savoring the taste. Mom's hips began to thrust more furiously as a look of pleasure overtook her face. Her eyes began to roll back as she pumped my face hard.
My hands being free, I reached up to grab two handfuls of her plump ass while she was thrusting her soaking pussy onto my face. She smiled at me and nodded furiously.
"Yes, yes, grab mommy's big fat ass. Smack it."
I obeyed her, giving her a nice smack. The angle wasn't great for me to really spank her, but it was still pretty sexy. I squeezed her ass hard, loving the feeling of it jiggling in my hands.
"Almost there. Almost there. Almost... almost. I'm gonna... gonna c-..."
Hearing Mom building towards her orgasm, I decided to go for broke and try something. With my hands already on her ass, I moved one of them towards her tight asshole. When her moans reached what I assumed was their apex, I drove my middle finger deep into her. She screamed louder than I had ever thought she could.
Screaming, thrusting, shaking, and screaming some more, Mom had a cataclysmic orgasm. The ring of her ass spasmed around my finger as she came, and a torrent of juices flowed from her pussy onto my waiting face. Her thrusting slowed gradually as she came down from it. She maintained eye contact with me the whole time. I removed my finger from her asshole and grabbed her by the hips with both hands.
"Oh... Oh my god. Honey. That was amazing. Your finger in me... oh my god... so fucking good."
Mom got off of me, grabbing my hand and bringing it to her mouth. She sucked lewdly on the finger that had brought her to such an earth-shattering orgasm. She looked at me as she performed this naughty act.
"I'm guessing this isn't the only time I'll be tasting my ass on you tonight, huh?"
"Not if mommy's the good little ass-to-mouth slut I remember her as."
"She is. Your mommy butt-slut will do whatever is necessary to get the biggest, creamiest loads out of that big sexy piece of meat." While saying this, Mom grabbed the lube and began applying a healthy amount to her butthole.
"Getting it ready for me?" I inquired hopefully.
"Not quite yet. We're going to work our way there."
"With this?" I asked, picking up the silver buttplug I had taken from her panty drawer.
"Oh no. That little guy had his day, but I've upgraded in anticipation for your visit." Mom smiled angelically at me as she moved to the bedside table and opened the drawer. She removed her new toy: a cone-shaped red buttplug about six inches in length. It was ribbed, with each successive ring expanding in diameter. I raised an eyebrow as she handed it to me to inspect.
"It's so thick at the base. There's no way I can fill you after this thing."
