Impregnating Mommy

The house was quiet as 18-year-old Tim crept up the stairs, his footsteps muffled by the plush carpet. It had been three long weeks since his father had left on another business trip, leaving Tim and his mother, Cindy, alone together in the sprawling suburban home. As much as Tim loved his dad, he had to admit that these past few weeks had been some of the best of his life.

Cindy had always been a bit of a free spirit, but with his father gone, she seemed to have thrown caution to the wind entirely. She was constantly lounging around the house in her skimpiest outfits, her curvy body on full display. And lately, Tim had started to catch her in compromising positions - bent over the kitchen counter one morning, her skirt hiked up as she frigged herself furiously; splayed out on the couch another night, two fingers buried knuckle-deep in her dripping cunt as she watched some softcore porn on the TV.

The sight of his sexy mother getting off had awakened something primal in Tim, an overwhelming urge to take her, to claim her as his own. He had spent every night since then jerking his thick 8-inch cock to thoughts of Cindy, imagining all the filthy things he wanted to do to her ripe body.

Now, as he approached her bedroom door, he could hear the telltale sounds of her masturbating - the creak of the bedsprings, the wet slaps of flesh on flesh, her breathy little moans punctuated by the occasional whimper. Tim’s heart raced as he turned the knob and pushed the door open.

Cindy was sprawled out on the bed, completely naked, her creamy thighs spread wide. One hand was buried between her legs, four fingers pumping in and out of her pink, glistening pussy. The other hand was tangled in her hair as she gnawed at the fingers, her back arched off the bed.

“Fuck, yes,” she gasped as she frigged herself faster, her heavy tits jiggling with each thrust of her hips. “Mmm, so fucking good...”

Tim stood in the doorway, his eyes roaming hungrily over his mother’s curves. Cindy’s body was the stuff of dreams - thick thighs that met in a shapely ass, a tight waist that flared out to wide, womanly hips, and a pair of the biggest, juiciest tits he had ever seen. They were capped with fat pink nipples that stood out like eraser tips against the pale, smooth skin.

Cindy’s eyes flew open and she froze when she saw Tim standing there, his dark eyes gleaming with lust. “Timmy?” she gasped. “What are you doing here?”

Tim didn’t answer. Instead, he crossed the room in three long strides and climbed onto the bed, crawling between Cindy’s legs. She made a token protest, trying to push him away, but it was halfhearted at best.

“Tim, we can’t...” she whimpered, even as her thighs fell open invitingly.

“We can,” Tim growled, pressing his face between her legs. He lapped at her soaked slit, savoring the musky-sweet taste of her juices. “We’re going to. I’ve been dreaming about this since the day you came back from the gym in those tiny little shorts.”

Cindy moaned and tangled her fingers in Tim’s hair, pushing his face harder against her cunt. “Then take it,” she gasped. “Take what you want, baby. Mommy’s been waiting so long for this.”

Tim needed no further encouragement. He lapped at Cindy’s clit, flicking the swollen bud with the tip of his tongue before sucking it into his mouth. Cindy writhed and bucked beneath him, her cunt gushing fluid as he devoured her.

After a few minutes of Tim’s expert ministrations, Cindy was a quivering wreck, teetering on the brink of orgasm. She pushed Tim away and flipped over onto her hands and knees, presenting her round ass to him.

“Fuck me,” she demanded breathlessly. “Fuck me hard with that big cock of yours. Breed your naughty mommy.”

Tim scrambled behind her and yanked his stiff cock out of his jeans. It sprang free, thick and hard and ready. He rubbed the engorged head along Cindy’s soaked slit, coating it with her juices before pressing forward.

Cindy gasped as Tim’s huge cock split her open, stretching her impossibly wide. She’d never felt so full, so utterly stuffed with hot meat. Tim’s pubic bone ground against her ass as he hilted himself inside her, his heavy balls slapping against her throbbing clit.

“Fuck,” Tim groaned as he savored the feeling of Cindy’s hot, tight pussy clamping down around him. “So fucking good... You feel incredible.”

“Then don’t just sit there,” Cindy panted, looking back at him over her shoulder. “Fuck me already.”

Tim needed no further encouragement. He gripped Cindy’s hips and began to thrust, pulling almost all the way out before slamming back in balls-deep. He set a punishing pace, slamming into Cindy with all his teenage strength and stamina.

Cindy howled in ecstasy as Tim pounded her, her tits swaying heavily beneath her with each thrust. She shoved a hand between her legs and rubbed at her clit furiously, trying to hold back her orgasm.

But it was no use. With a sharp cry, Cindy came undone, her pussy convulsing wildly around Tim’s pistoning cock. Tim felt his balls draw up tight and with a strangled grunt, he erupted inside her.

He painted Cindy’s womb white with his hot seed, spurt after spurt of thick cum filling her to the brim. When he was finally spent, he collapsed on top of her, both of them gasping for breath.

Cindy shuddered as she felt Tim’s cum leaking out around his softening cock, running down her thighs. She couldn’t believe what they had just done - how many times had she fantasized about this moment? About having her son’s young cock inside her, pumping her full of his virile seed?

She knew that this was just the beginning - that now that they had crossed this line, there would be no going back. But for now, all she cared about was basking in the afterglow of the most intense orgasm of her life.

The next morning, Tim was lounging on the living room couch, his pajama pants riding low on his hips, when Cindy padded into the room wearing nothing but a thin silk robe. Her hair was mussed from sleep and her cheeks were flushed, making her look like a woman well-used.

She perched on the arm of the couch and looked down at Tim, a sly smile playing at the corners of her mouth. “Good morning, baby,” she purred. “Did you sleep well?”

Tim reached out and pulled Cindy onto his lap so she was straddling him, her round ass nestling against his morning wood. “Not as well as I would have if you had been in my bed,” he growled, nuzzling her neck.

Cindy shivered as Tim’s lips brushed her skin, his hands roaming over her body possessively. “Mmm, I bet you would have liked that,” she breathed. “Me sliding into bed next to you and letting you do whatever you wanted to me...”

Tim squeezed her ass and ground his hips up against hers, letting her feel how hard he was. “I’m going to do whatever I want to you right now,” he promised darkly. “And you’re going to love every minute of it.”

Cindy’s eyes widened and she bit her lip, trying to suppress a moan as Tim’s fingers found their way under her robe and into her dripping pussy. He teased her, rubbing her clit with one hand while the other slid into her tight asshole.

“Fuck,” Cindy gasped, arching her back and pressing herself against his fingers. “Oh god, Tim... You’re going to ruin me...”

“Good,” Tim growled, nipping at her earlobe. “That’s what I want. I want you to be mine, Mom. My own personal fuck toy to use whenever I want.”

Cindy whimpered and rolled her hips, impaling herself on Tim’s fingers as she sought more friction. “Yes,” she panted. “Yes, I’m yours, baby. All yours. Use me however you want...”

Tim chuckled darkly and pulled his fingers out of Cindy’s holes, making her whine at the loss. He stood up abruptly, dumping Cindy onto the couch cushions and flipping her over onto her hands and knees.

Cindy yelped in surprise but didn’t resist as Tim yanked her robe up over her hips, exposing her bare ass to him. He wasted no time shoving his throbbing cock into her soaked cunt, making her cry out as he stretched her wide.

“Fuck, Mom,” he grunted as he started pounding into her, his heavy balls slapping against her clit with each thrust. “Your pussy feels so good... So hot and tight and wet...”

Cindy could only moan in response, pushing her hips back to meet Tim’s rough thrusts. She loved the feeling of being used like this, like nothing more than a receptacle for her son’s cock.

Tim reached forward and fisted his hand in Cindy’s hair, pulling her head back as he fucked her harder, deeper. His other hand came down on her ass in a sharp smack, leaving a red handprint on her pale skin.

“Yeah, take it,” he growled, slapping her ass again. “Take your son’s cock like the dirty slut you are...”

Cindy came with a scream, her cunt clamping down around Tim’s pistoning shaft. Tim felt his balls tighten and with a roar, he buried himself to the hilt in Cindy’s spasming pussy and painted her womb white with his hot seed.

He collapsed on top of her, both of them panting and gasping for breath. Cindy felt Tim’s cum leaking out of her abused cunt and trickling down her thighs. She knew she would be sore later, but it was a good sore - the kind that came from being well and truly fucked.

After a few moments, Tim pulled out and tucked his softening cock back into his pants. He looked down at Cindy, sprawled out on the couch with her ass still in the air, and smirked.

“Welcome to your new life, Mom,” he said smugly. “From now on, you’re my bitch. Understand?”

Cindy nodded meekly, a blush staining her cheeks. “Yes, Master,” she breathed.

Tim grinned and patted her ass possessively before heading off to the kitchen for breakfast, leaving Cindy to clean herself up. She knew this was only the beginning - that from now on, her life would revolve around servicing her son’s insatiable appetite for her body.

But as she lay there, still tingling from her mind-blowing orgasm, Cindy couldn’t find it in herself to mind. In fact, she was already looking forward to their next encounter...