I lay there in the afterglow, Mom's naked body curled against mine, her pussy still gently fluttering and leaking my thick cum onto the sheets as the house remained blissfully quiet.
Dad was already downstairs making coffee, completely unaware that his wife had just been fucked senseless by their own son for the entire night.
Mom was half-asleep, pressing soft, exhausted kisses to my chest, her voice a broken whisper. "Ben… my sweet boy… Mommy's never felt anything like that. You stretched me so full… used me for hours… I think I came more times than I can count."
I stroked her hair, my heavy dick already twitching back to life against her thigh,
Mom stirred against me, her hand sliding down to wrap around my thickening dick, as She gave it a slow, lazy stroke, her voice husky with renewed need.
"Ben… tell me more about what Father-in-law said. Does he really not mind that you're fucking his daughter-in-law? That you're turning me into your personal little cum-slut?"
I smirked, rolling her onto her back and spreading her legs again, her pussy was still puffy and creamy from my earlier loads. I rubbed the fat head of my dick along her slick folds, teasing her clit with wet *schlick… schlick* sounds.
"He doesn't mind at all, Mom," I murmured, pushing just the tip inside her with a soft pop~ She gasped, back arching.
"He's sad for Dad, but he understands the Anodite way now. He knows I can fuck you raw every night if I want. He knows I can decide to breed you or just keep you dripping with cum. And he told me to enjoy it."
Mom moaned loudly, her walls clenching greedily around my invading dick. "Oh god… that makes it even dirtier… Your own grandfather knows you're pounding his son's wife… and he's okay with it…"
I thrust deeper, the wet *schlick-schlick* turning into louder *plap… plap… plap* as I started fucking her again—slow and deep this time, letting her feel every thick inch. Her tits bounced gently with each stroke, nipples hard as diamonds.
"That's right gh~," I growled, leaning down to suck one nipple into my mouth with a lewd sluuuurp
"He gave me permission, so tonight wasn't a one-time thing, I'm going to fuck you senseless whenever I want. In your bed while Dad sleeps. In the shower. On the kitchen counter. And after I claimed Miss Simmons at school… you're going to help me fucker her harder, aren't you? You're going to hold her down while I stretch her tight little teacher pussy around your son's big dick."
Mom's eyes rolled back, a fresh gush of slick coating my shaft as another orgasm built. "Y-yes… mmh~ Mommy will help… I'll do anything… just keep fucking me hg~ please harder!"
I picked up the pace, the bed creaking as PLAP-PLAP-PLAP-PLAP filled the room once more. My heavy balls slapped wetly against her ass with every deep thrust, the sound barrier was working perfectly, sealing us in perfect privacy while I railed my own mother for another long, filthy round.
*Schlick-schlick-schlick—PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!*
We fucked like that for nearly an hour—changing positions, her riding me reverse cowgirl so I could watch her ass bounce, then folding her in a mating press so I could grind against her cervix. PLAP-PLAP-PLAP! Her orgasms came in waves, pussy squirting around my shaft as she sobbed my name.
Only when I felt my own climax building did I bury myself deep and unload—thick ropes of cum flooding her womb. I chose not to breed her this time… but the sheer volume still made her belly bulge slightly before it started leaking out around my dick in creamy white rivers.
Mom lay there panting, legs spread obscenely, a blissful, addicted smile on her face. "Ben… my baby… Grandpa was right. This is what I was made for now… being your fucktoy."
Downstairs, Dad called up that breakfast was ready, completely unaware that his wife was lying in my bed with her son's cum dripping down her thighs.
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I sat at the breakfast table across from Dad, the Sunday morning sunlight streaming through the kitchen windows. The smell of eggs and toast filled the air, but all I could focus on was the faint, musky scent of sex still clinging to Mom's skin.
She moved around the table on shaky legs, serving plates with flushed cheeks and a slightly dazed smile.
Every time she bent over to set something down, her thighs pressed tightly together, trying desperately to keep the thick load of my cum from leaking out of her well-fucked pussy and running down her legs.
Dad was none the wiser, sipping his coffee and talking about some weekend project, completely oblivious that just an hour ago I had been balls-deep inside his wife, pounding her through multiple orgasms while Grandpa Max's words about Anodite purity and permission echoed in my head.
Mom caught my eye as she placed a plate in front of me, Her nipples were still visibly hard against her thin Sunday blouse, and when she leaned in, she whispered so quietly only I could hear, "Ben… I can still feel you inside me… dripping…"
I smirked, letting a small pulse of my Anodite aura wash over her.
She bit her lip to stifle a whimper, her knees buckling slightly as fresh wetness mixed with my cum between her thighs.
After breakfast, Dad announced he was heading to the garage to work on the car for most of the day. The moment his footsteps faded and the garage door rumbled shut, Mom turned to me with hungry, glassy eyes.
"Ben… the house is ours," she breathed, already reaching for the hem of her blouse.
I didn't waste time. I pulled her into the living room first, raising my hand to weave a thick sound barrier around the entire downstairs area and layering a subtle illusion spell over the windows and doors.
The moment the thick sound barrier and illusion spell snapped into place, the entire downstairs turned into our private fuck-den.
No one outside would see or hear a single thing.
I turned to Mom, my heavy dick already straining painfully against my shorts, the Anodite aura rolling off it in hot, tempting waves.
Her eyes dropped straight to the massive bulge and she licked her lips without thinking.
"On your knees, Mom," I said softly, voice low and commanding. "You're going to suck your son's dick for the first time."
Mom's cheeks flushed deep red, but she dropped to her knees right there in the middle of the living room like the eager little slut the aura had turned her into.
Her hands shook as she tugged my shorts down. The moment my thick, veined dick sprang free, it slapped heavily against her cheek with a meaty thwack, leaving a shiny streak of pre-cum across her skin.
"Oh my god… Ben… it's even bigger up close…" she whispered, eyes wide with disbelief as She wrapped both hands around the base barely able to circle the girth and stared at the fat, leaking head pulsing right in front of her face.
"I've sucked dick before baby… I mean,plenty of times your's father… but nothing like this. God, look at the size of you…"
I threaded my fingers gently through her hair, guiding her closer. "Just open that pretty mouth, Mom. Show me how much you want it."
She parted her lips and took the swollen head inside. The moment her warm, wet tongue touched me, she moaned loudly around my dick
♡mmmmmph
like she'd tasted something heavenly. Her eyes fluttered in pure shock.
"Mmmh?! Ben… what oh god, your taste…" She pulled back just enough to speak, a thick string of spit and pre-cum still connecting her lips to my dickhead.
"It's… it's not like anything I've ever tasted. Your father's never tasted like this. It's sweet… warm… like liquid candy mixed with salty. I—I can't believe it. It doesn't taste musky and salty at all… it tastes like I could make it a daily routine and never get bored…"
She dove back down before I could even answer, taking me deeper this time. Her tongue swirled greedily around the head, sucking hard with a wet, sloppy schluurp~ schluurp schluurp sounds.
She bobbed faster, trying to force more of my massive length down her throat, gagging softly when the fat head bumped the back of her mouth.
Gluck—gluck—gluck—
Tears of effort pricked her eyes, but she didn't stop, I can see, she was addicted already. Every time she pulled up, she licked and kissed the throbbing veins like she was worshipping it, moaning the whole time.
"Fuck, Mom… that's it. Suck your son's dick like the dirty little wife you are," I groaned, tightening my grip in her hair.
Mom whimpered around me, the vibration shooting straight to my balls. She started stroking the part she couldn't swallow while hollowing her cheeks, sucking harder, faster, desperate for more of that addictive taste.
Saliva dripped down her chin in shiny ropes, soaking her tits as she worked me.
I felt my balls drawing up tight.
"Mom… I'm gonna cum. Drink every drop like the good little cum-slut you are."
Her eyes rolled back in pure bliss. She pushed forward until her nose pressed against my abs, throat bulging around my dick, and sucked with everything she had.
I exploded.
Thick, hot ropes of cum blasted straight down her throat. ♡spurt~ spurt~spurt♡ far more than any normal load.
Mom's eyes widened in shock at the sheer volume, but she swallowed greedily, moaning like it was the best thing she had ever tasted.Glup~♡ ♡gup Glup~
When I finally finished, she kept sucking gently, milking the last drops, refusing to let me go, as she pulled off with a wet pop, lips shiny and swollen, a dazed, blissful smile on her face.
"Ben… baby… your cum… it's like a drug," she panted, voice hoarse. "So sweet… so thick… I have never tasted anything like this. I... I want more. Please, let Mommy suck you again later… I need it…"
She leaned in and gave the sensitive head one last loving kiss, tongue flicking out to catch a stray bead of cum like it was candy.
I smirked, still rock-hard, and pulled her to her feet.
"Strip," I ordered softly.
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To be Continued. . .
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