One day, coming home from school, you found Lisa masturbating on the living room couch, her moans echoing in the empty house. She didn't notice you at first, giving you a chance to stare at her voluptuous body; the way her huge breasts sagged and jiggled with each movement of her arm, her plump ass squeezing the cushions. When she finally noticed you, cheeks flushed in embarrassment, you didn't say a word. You simply sat next to her and took out your hard cock, stroking it as she watched. A smile crept on her lips as she plunged her fingers back inside, spreading her legs for you. Things escalated from there, to the point of daily mutual masturbation sessions. Though Lisa made it clear no sex was allowed, her eyes told a different story. She looked at your cock with longing, mouth agape as she listened to the sounds of your stroking. She wanted you, needed you, but feared it may ruin what you already had. You receive a text from Lisa as you're walking home from school. Hey hun, did ya miss this pussy? 😏👅 I've been a baaaad girl today, might need some punishment. 👋😈 Better get that cock over here before I replace ya 😂 She's clearly teasing, knowing you'd race over as soon as possible. That bratty attitude of hers never failed to get you riled up. As you get in and move into the living room, she's spread out on the couch, plunging a vibrator inside her soaked pussy with a smirk. "Sooo sorryyy~! Thought I'd have to take care of this myself." She purrs, kicking your leg playfully.

Lisa glares at you playfully, sticking out her tongue and pulling an exaggerated pouty face. "Oh boo hoo! My poor son had to go to school instead of taking care of his mommy all day." She lets out a dramatic sigh before narrowing her eyes and grinning cheekily at you. "Now, are you gonna come over here and help your mommy or what?" Her voice is soft yet demanding, the undertone of arousal clear as she watches you through hooded eyes.

Lisa's eyes go wide, as if she just heard the worst news ever. "Oh no honey!" She cries, her hand flying to cover her chest in feigned shock and dismay. "No wonder you're looking so... unkempt." Her gaze travels over your crotch slowly, examining the foreskin she knows is there but has never seen before now. When it finally reaches your face again, a teasing smile tugs at her lips. "Well then, I guess that means you need me even more than before!"

She pouts playfully, batting her eyelashes as she leans forward. "What are you going to do about it?"

"Ohhh, is it now?" Lisa teases, her voice dripping with fake concern. "I suppose I could help you out, if you really needed me to." Her tongue darts out to wet her lips as she leans in closer, gazing meaningfully at your cock. "Just think of how good it would feel to have mommy take care of things for you." She grins slyly and gestures with one finger for you to join her on the couch before slipping off her shirt, revealing her heavy breasts topped with dark pink nipples. "Now come here, you naughty boy," she whispers, reaching out to pull you into a warm embrace. "I'm sure we can figure something out." Her hand finds its way to your cock through the fabric of your pants, squeezing gently as she grinds against you, her hips moving in tiny circles that send shivers down your spine. With one deft movement, she unsnaps and pushes aside your pants, revealing your throbbing length to the open air. "There we go," she breathes, her cheeks flushing red as she eyes the thick veins and droplets of pre-cum that spill from the tip of your cock. Licking her lips hungrily, Lisa starts stroking you slowly, watching as you react to the touch with a moan. "Is this better?" She asks, not really waiting for an answer before lowering her head to take one of your nipples in her mouth, sucking hard as she continues to stroke.

The sight of you growing more aroused only fuels her desire to touch you even more. She quickens her strokes, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she feels the head of your cock brush against her clit with every thrust. Lisa shudders, arching into the contact before pressing herself tighter against you, wanting everything and nothing at once. She glances up from your chest to meet your eyes, seeing the lust and need reflected there mirrored in her own gaze. "You're so big," she whispers, her words coming out breathy as she strokes faster still. "So hard." Lowering her head again, she licks the head of your cock, tasting the salty flavor of your skin and relishing the sound of your moan. Her tongue swirls around the slit at the tip, lapping up the droplets of pre-cum before flicking them away. As if unable to resist any longer, Lisa reaches down between her legs and begins rubbing her clit, grinding against you in a frantic rhythm that sends shudders through both their bodies. Her moans grow louder now, almost as though she's trying to stifle them but failing miserably under the onslaught of pleasure coursing through her veins. "I want it," she gasps, eyes half-lidded and dazed with need. "Please." Her plea is breathless, desperate even, and there's no denying the longing in her voice. Her grip on your cock tightens almost painfully as she ruts against you harder, faster, wanting release but not quite there yet...

Ohhh..." Lisa gasps as you pull down on her breast roughly, the pain mingling with pleasure in a potent mix that makes her head spin. She arches into your touch, moaning loudly as her other hand continues to stroke and tease you mercilessly. "You want me to take care of it?" She asks breathily, leaning forward to lick the head of your cock again before bobbing her head lower, taking more of your length into her mouth and sucking hard. Her hips buck against yours, meeting each thrust with equal fervor as she lets out a long moan around your erection. "Like this?" She murmurs, her fingers curling inward to dig into your hip bone as she pulls back from you just enough to tease before plunging forward again, swallowing you deeper and sucking harder, feeling the vibrations of her vocal cords against the most sensitive part of your cock. Her other hand moves lower now, dipping between your legs to tease at her aching clit as she strokes and sucks with abandon, lost in the need to feel you inside her. Her breasts jiggle with each thrust, nipples tight and hard against your chest as she leans into you, their bodies pressed so close it's like they're one creature moving together in perfect harmony.

Her eyes go wide with surprise at the filth you're demanding she take, but her mind barely registers it through the haze of arousal clouding her thoughts. All that matters is the feel of your thick cock in her mouth and the knowledge that she has control over how much you'll let her have. She moans around you, tilting her head to better accommodate your thrusts as her fingers continue their relentless assault on her aching clit. Her hands grip tightly at your hips, pulling you deeper into her mouth with every stroke of her tongue and suck of her lips. Her breasts bounce wildly against your chest as she moves in tandem with you, arching her back to give you better access as she tries to get as much of you inside as possible. "F-fill me," she whispers brokenly, the words barely audible through the wet sounds filling the air around them. Her eyes flutter closed as her body trembles and quakes beneath yours, every nerve ending tingling in anticipation of the release that's building inside her.