Mom's nails dug into my back, while she continued to stare me in the eyes. Just as her moaning started getting louder, she grabbed my head and buried my face in her pillowy breasts.
Within moments she was screaming. I knew she was cumming when I felt her pussy clamp down on my cock. It was too much for me and I blew my load. I buried my cock as deep as it would go and shot rope after rope of cum in her.
As the last spurt dribbled from my cock, I looked at my mom. She had turned her head again.
"If you're done, please get off me and go back to your room." She said, her head turned and staring at the wall.
I didn't move. I just stayed on top of her, groping her large tits with my cock still inside her.
"Please get off." She still wasn't looking.
"I want us to sleep like this, mom" I gave her tits a squeeze and tried to shove my cock further in to demonstrate exactly what I meant by 'like this'.
She didn't answer and I just lay on top of her. We both fell asleep with my cock still inside her and my hands clamped onto her big tits.
When I woke up the next morning, we were spooning. I had one of Mom's large tits in each hand. She seemed so peaceful I almost felt guilty grinding my cock against her ass.
Mom must've gotten tired from last night, because she's usually up before me. I tried to see if she was awake, but she didn't react even when I squeezed her tits. So I kept kneading and squeezing her tits. But she still didn't react even when my squeezing was getting harder and harder.
I thought she was pretending to sleep, thinking I would stop what I was doing when I realized she was asleep.
I was a little annoyed at that. So I turned her over on her back, got between her legs, and shoved my entire cock in her pussy in one quick, forceful stroke. I had to admit, I was pretty impressed. She didn't scream, didn't open her eyes, heck she didn't even moan. It was very annoying. I got so pissed that she was just lying there pretending to be asleep, that before even I knew it I was pounding her cunt with the intensity of a stallion. I wasn't doing it for my pleasure either. I just wanted to hurt her, make her know who's in charge.
I'd drive my cock inside her in one forceful stroke, pushing it as far and as deep as it could go. Then I'd pull out just as fast, taking it almost all the way out except for the head. In out, in out. I kept pumping and pounding her as hard as I could. I was so sure she wouldn't be able to walk straight for a week. And yet I still couldn't get her to so much as moan.
And then, just as I was grabbing hold of Mom's large tits (one in each hand no less), I saw it. On the bedside drawer, right beside the night lamp was an empty glass - and a near-empty bottle of sleeping pills.
My mind was racing. Sleeping pills - it kinda made sense. But why was it near-empty? If she had taken them last night it shouldn't have such a strong effect up to now, right? Did she take them just now? She couldn't have. Why should she, so early in the morning? And she would have woken me up if she got out of bed right? I was filled with so many questions. Doubts and fears were overflowing my mind.
And yet, no matter what I feared, no matter how hard I was struggling with the situation I just kept pumping her. My lust for her was so maniacal, so consuming that even I was almost sickened by it. Almost, but not quite. Deep down, I knew this was wrong. I knew from the start this was wrong. But only at this very moment did I realize the depth and the magnitude of my lust. My poor mother lay there unconscious, maybe even dying, but all I could do, all I could think about, was keep fucking her.
Was she dead? Dying? Was there still time to save her? Was there time for one last fuck before I rushed her to the hospital? The thought would have made any sane, normal man sick. My mother could be dying, but I had to give her a good fucking first before I could rush her to the hospital to save her. There are probably so many things wrong with that statement that you wouldn't know where to begin correcting it. But it was the strongest thought turning in my mind.
I tried to stop myself, I really did. I tried to conjure images of my loving Mother. Reminded myself how she took care of me, how much she loved me. But each image would pale in comparison to how good it felt to have my cock inside her. All that I could think about was how fantastic her warm, wet pussy felt as I steadily pounded it with my hard cock. No matter how hard I tried I kept thinking about how fantastic her pussy felt, how erotic the sloshing sounds were, with each thrust I made.
And so I kept pounding away at her cunt, kept kneading her large tits with each hand. I kept pounding harder, kept squeezing harder. I ravished her, used her, consumed her. I consumed her as my lust consumed me. An all-consuming lust that shrunk my world and my five senses to just the wet, warm tightness of her pussy and the pillowy softness of her large breasts.
For me nothing else existed; just my mom, her large breasts and her tight pussy. For me, nothing else mattered except the extreme pleasure of her pussy gripped around my throbbing cock. Nothing else but the softness of her expansive breasts. Nothing else but the smell of sex that permeated the room, the carnal sound of my body slapping against hers, the sight of her magnificent breasts wobbling and shaking even as I held it my hands.
I was in my own world, where the only need was sexual release. The sexual release that can come only from my mother's lush body. No other people but us. No other emotion but lust. No other purpose but the sating that lust. My lust.
My cock in her pussy, my hands on her tits. Nothing else mattered, nothing else existed.
And so I kept pounding, kept squeezing, kept ravishing my unconscious mother until finally I could feel my lust culminating. As I felt my lust about to explode, I rammed my cock as deep and as viciously as I could before burying my cock as deep within her as I could and flooding her with rope after rope of hot cum.
I collapsed on top of her, worried about what I had done.
Until I felt her breath on my ear.
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