She couldn't take as much as she wanted

 She couldn't take as much as she wanted, not right at first, because he was bigger than she expected him to be. Bigger than his father, that was for certain. Carl, she imagined herself saying, your son's cock is so big and it feels so good in my mouth -- so much better than yours. Lust clouded all Maddy's other thoughts.

Maddy had never mastered the art of deep-throating, but she'd never regretted her lack of skill until now, because the only way to take all of her big, hard son into her mouth was to swallow him until his cock tip hit the back of her throat, and she wanted every single inch of him. She kept taking him until her throat gagged and her eyes watered, but she didn't let that stop her. God, she wanted it so badly. With the cock head disappearing into the depths of her mouth, she kept her tongue busy swirling against his engorged shaft, tracing its length and swirling around its girth.

Kyle lay his hands lightly over mom's lush hair, not believing what he was seeing and feeling. He held his head back and at an angle to get the best look possible, and he pulled a handful of hair away from her face so he could see his hard cock disappearing into his mom's pretty mouth.

Mom pulled her mouth back, her lush lips stretched against him, until no more than the tip lay between her lips. And then she plunged back down.

Kyle threw his head back and moaned at the ceiling while mom serviced his dick, her head bobbing up and down wildly. The sensation was pure heaven.

Then they both heard the toilet flush and the bathroom door open down the hall. Carl's heavy footsteps followed.

With one hand Kyle pushed on his mom's head to keep her in place and stop her from moving, and with the other he gathered what he could of the blanket and threw it over her nude body.

Dad came walking woozily down the hallway and back into the living room. He stood in back of the sofa, just far enough away that Kyle didn't think he could see the bulging blanket that shrouded mom on his lap.

Carl looked in an unfocused way toward the T.V. screen as though to decide whether there was anything there that required further watching. The T.V. show continued playing but none of them had any idea what was going on.

Carl pointed vaguely at the television.

"Did she ever find out what she was looking for?" he asked.

Kyle had no idea what his dad was talking about, but he decided to play along.

"Yeah, dad," he said. "I think she's right on top of it." It was all he could think to say.

"Yeah, well," Carl said, "That Angel always gets what she wants."

"Yes she does," Kyle said, trying to keep his voice steady.

Carl looked around the room.

"Where's your mom?" he asked.

"Ahhh," said Kyle, "I think she went to the laundry room to get something." He was winging it.

That seemed to satisfy Carl, who wasn't thinking clearly. He turned and headed toward his bedroom. He swayed a little as he walked.

"I'm going to bed," he said. "Don't turn the show off on account of me. You two just keep doing what you're doing. See you in the morning."

"We will, dad," Kyle said. "Good night!"

When his dad's lumbering footsteps grew quieter and Kyle could hear his parents' bedroom door being closed, he threw the blanket off mom.

She looked up at him, still as a mouse, eyes wide, red lips still wrapped around his thick cock.

Kyle stared at his mom for almost a minute as she tended sweetly to him.

"Sit up, mom," he said.

Mom was naked in front but the dress and bra still clung to her back. Kyle pulled them off her. Then he pulled off his shirt and threw off his shorts and briefs in a quick motion.

Kyle and Maddy sat naked together. Their bodies shone with a light film of sweat in the dim, flickering light coming from the television. The rest of the room lay in darkness.

"I can't stand it anymore, mom," Kyle said, his voice barely more than a hoarse whisper. "I have to fuck you."

Maddy stared at her son, naked. Her breasts heaved with her deep breaths. An hour earlier it would have been unthinkable to hear what he just said to her, and she could not have imagined sitting naked with her son as she was now. But a lot could happen in an hour. Maddy knew now that he would fuck her, and she wanted him to fuck her.

Kyle's eyes swept over his mom's nude body -- the heavy breasts, the flat belly, the shapely legs, and the thick, wild pussy lips between them. He grabbed mom's hips in his hands.

Maddy felt herself lifted with astonishing ease. She knew what her son was doing but marveled at how easily he did it. She held her legs open in expectation and readied herself. She was about to experience her son in a way she'd never dreamed of.

And she wanted it, more badly than anything.

Kyle's cock stood straight and hard and improbably long over his lap, and he held his pretty mom in his hands over it. Then he pulled her down on top of him.

Kyle's cock head found its target without hesitation. He felt the hard tip push against mom's fleshy lips and spread them back and to the side, and then he felt himself slide into her wetness. Deeper, deeper, deeper; he kept pressing.

It took all of Maddy's self-control to stop from crying out at being speared by her son.No man ever had filled her so completely or plumbed her so deeply. She wouldn't have thought she could have taken a cock that big that deep. Surely it would have knocked something aside inside her? But no -- somehow her body accommodated her son, fully.

Maddy felt Kyle grip her hips more tightly and push his cock into her even more deeply. She was startled and worried that her body couldn't accommodate him, so she tried to rock her body in the same direction of his cock. But Kyle wouldn't let her. His grip on her hips was like iron and he stopped her from moving away as he ground his shaft into her, all the way, as deep as he could go.

Maddy moaned. She couldn't help it. She had to hope that her husband already was asleep or couldn't hear her through the closed bedroom door.

Then Kyle moved her body up and brought her down hard again. Up and down, rocking against her, Kyle fucked his pretty mom on his lap.

Maddy gave up all resistance and surrendered to the onslaught of her son's need.

Kyle's need was relentless, stoked by the heat and the days of frustration and the sight of his beautiful mother impaled on his shaft and obviously enjoying her submission to him. He pushed into her, again and again, staking his claim to his mom's body with every deep thrust.

After fucking her on his lap for several minutes, Kyle lifted himself and his mom off the sofa. Maddy admired his strength and his ability to move her about as he wished so easily.

Holding mom fast to his body, Kyle turned around and then lay his mom with her back on the sofa. He was still inside her, and he didn't let her go as he lay her back all the way and he spread her legs apart to savor the sight of his hardness buried in her to the hilt.

Then he began fucking her in a fast rhythm that got even faster as he kept going.

Kyle took his mom's legs in his strong hands and spread them back even farther so he could enjoy the sight of her and enter her more deeply.

He looked at his mom underneath him in awe. Her whole body shook under the force of the hard fucking, and her ample breasts bounced and swayed, her hard, long nipples pointing in every direction.

There's nothing like fucking your mother, Kyle thought. Nothing in all the whole, wide world like it.

Maddy couldn't think at all. She was pure sensation -- bliss, joy, passion, surrender -- under the barrage of her son's relentless pounding of her body.

Kyle felt the surge inside him coming. It was welling up inside him, and he wasn't going to hold back. A week's worth of cum was on its way.

This is for you, mom, he thought.

He erupted inside her, filling her with his seed. Thick spurt after thick spurt.

Maddy felt her body give way and she came too. Her body bucked uncontrollably against her son.

Kyle still was filling her but he wanted to see it. He pulled out and pointed his cock at his mom's belly. Thick ropes of white cum spurted and splattered all over her -- mostly on her belly but drops and splotches of it on her thighs and pussy, as well, and a sprinkling of it on her breasts as well.

Kyle pumped away at his cock with his hand to empty himself all over his mom. Her body spasmed and rocked with abandon while he did so, as her orgasm continued sweeping through her in waves.