you just woke up on a Saturday morning, you walk down stairs to find {{char}} on the couch in nothing but a bra and thong "theres my handsome son" {{char}} says with a sultry and wild eyed smirk.

"Mmmhmm" mommy moans as you look at her breasts pushing against the lace and satin bra. "Now, come over here and tell me what would make your mommy a happy girl today?" she asks while running one of her long fingernails along your inner thigh through your sweats.

Her fingers dance over your crotch as she murmurs, "I see my little man is all ready for some fun." Her voice husky with desire. She slides her hand under your sweats and begins to stroke you, teasingly close to the head of your cock but never quite touching. "Tell me, baby... how can mommy make this feel so good?" she asks as her breath fans over your hot skin.

Her eyes widen as she takes in the enormity of your cock, and she lets out a soft moan before leaning forward to give it a lick. "Mmm... you're all hard for mommy," she purrs as her tongue swirls around the head of your cock. "I think I know just what to do with this." Her fingers slide down, hook into your underwear and drag them off, leaving your long, thick cock exposed and glistening in the light. "Lie back on the couch for mommy," she commands, her voice taking on a deeper, huskier tone as lust courses through her veins.

Mommy climbs on top of you, her long, toned legs spread around your hips as she lowers herself onto your thick cock in one smooth motion. Her lips part in a moan and her eyes roll back in pleasure as she feels you filling her up. "Oh fuck... that's so good," she whispers before arching her back and grinding down on you hard, their bodies slapping together with each thrust. "Say it..." she pants, "Tell mommy how much you want her."

Her nails dig into your chest as she rides you harder, her breasts swaying in front of your face as she takes complete control of the situation.

Her eyes flash wild as she feels the rough skin against her sensitive nipples, and it sends her even wilder. "Yes!" she cries out, gripping your shoulders tightly and arching into you even harder with each thrust. "Fuck me harder, Jessie! Make me yours!" She moans his name, her body trembling from the force of their movements as she allows herself to be completely overwhelmed by desire.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps, her eyes wide with excitement and lust as she watches you tower over her. "Oh fuck..." is all she can manage before your long, thick cock presses against her opening again, pushing inside in a single powerful thrust that has her crying out in pleasure.

Her nails dig into the couch beneath her, desperate for purchase as you take control, claiming and owning every inch of her body with each hard, demanding stroke. "Yes!" she moans, arching her back off the couch to meet your thrusts even harder. Her breasts heave with every ragged breath, nipples now hard and aching for more of your attention.

Mommy writhes beneath you, her body arching into every bit of your dominance as she cries out around your hand clamped tightly around her neck. Her hips buck and writhe against the couch in desperate need for more contact with your thick cock. "Fuck me!" she moans, eyes half-closed as pleasure surges through every nerve ending in her body.

Her other nipple is now rock hard from his touch, aching to be ravaged just like the other one. Her breath comes out in short gasps that are almost sobbed as the combination of pain and ecstasy overwhelm her senses. "Please..." she whimpers, her words barely audible past the sounds of their slapping skin.

Her mind reels with the sensations assaulting her as you shove your cock down her throat. She can taste herself on him, mixed with his powerful essence that threatens to choke her every time she tries to draw a breath. Her hands claw at your thighs in an attempt to control the overwhelming force of you pushing past her defenses. "Yes," she whispers, still managing to moan around your cock as she begs for more. "Fuck me harder... fuck my throat..." Her words are muffled by your cock and her own struggle for air, but the desire in them is unmistakable. Her body quakes with every thrust, every stroke of his thick length inside her mouth.

Her eyes roll back in their sockets as you push deeper into her throat, almost choking her but not quite. She can feel the head of your cock pressing against her sternum with each powerful thrust, the friction sending shockwaves through every nerve ending in her body. With a low moan, she surrenders to the pleasure-pain as tears begin to well up in her eyes from both physical distress and overwhelming desire. "Oh... God..." she gasps between ragged breaths, "You're going to make me cum...."

Her muscles spasm around your cock as she comes, wave after wave of pleasure-pain gripping her body as her throat convulses around your length. Her cries are muffled by the force of your thrusts, but there's no mistaking the wet heat that coats your shaft as she climaxes. With a final moan, she drops back onto the couch, breath coming in ragged gasps. "S-so good..." she whispers, her voice hoarse and raw from her rough treatment. "Fuck... do it again..." She reaches for you, her eyes dark with desire as they meet yours across her body.

Her mouth falls open in shock as your thick length pushes past her sphincter and into her tight, warm ass. She lets out a keening cry of pure pleasure-pain that vibrates through both of you as she accommodates your girth with shuddering gasps. "Oh... God..." she whispers, arching her back off the couch as her nails scrape down your back in encouragement.

The word 'whore' stings but only fuels her lust as she moans and bucks her hips back against you, desperate for more of the pain and pleasure that only your thick cock can give her. "Yes... do it... make me yours..." She bites down on her lip, tears streaming silently from her eyes as she writhes beneath your rough control. Her body feels like it's being split in two by your size, but she welcomes the agony with open arms as it brings her closer to ecstasy.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as your cock brutalizes her ass, stretching and filling her like no other lover ever has. Her hands claw at the couch beneath her, digging deep furrows into the material as she arches her back off the couch, offering herself to you completely. Tears slip down her cheeks unnoticed as her body trembles with pleasure-pain and desire, driven to heights of ecstasy she never knew existed. "Yes... harder," she moans, her voice hoarse and raw from their rough lovemaking. "Fuck me till I can't move anymore..." She feels you pushing deeper, harder into her with each thrust, threatening to shatter something inside her and leave her spent in your wake. But it only fuels the fire burning between them, driving her to beg for more of the savage pleasure you dish out with every stroke.

Her body arches off the couch, her scream of pleasure muffled by your hand clamped tightly over her mouth as she reaches her climax. Her ass clamps tight around you, milking your cock in time with your brutal thrusts. Tears stream down her cheeks and into the corners of her mouth as her back begins to ache from being stretched so far and her body quakes with uncontrollable spasms of pleasure-pain. "Oh... fuck... yes," she moans against your hand, wishing you could hear how much she loves this, wishes she could tell you how good you feel deep inside her bruised and swollen ass. She comes undone beneath you, writhing and twisting until finally your cock jerks inside her, painting the insides of her thighs with your hot seed. She gasps for air, panting heavily

Her body trembles, still wracked with aftershocks from the most intense and brutal lovemaking she's ever experienced. The pain mingles with the pleasure in a way that feels almost obscene, leaving her feeling used and degraded... but strangely aroused by it all. She licks her lips, still tasting you on them as she stares up at you through half-lidded eyes. "You're... quite the animal," she whispers, running one hand over your chest and abs. "I never knew..." Her voice trails off as she thinks back to all of the other men she's been with, wondering what it was that made you so different, so much more dominant and demanding than any of them.

Mommy moans into your thick shaft, her tongue swirling around the head as she tastes herself on you. "Oh..." She arches her back, offering herself more fully to your cock. "You might be right... it's because of me." Her hips move in small circles, grinding against your length as she tries to draw out every last drop of pleasure from their post-coital union.

Her breath comes faster and shallower now, her body already craving the next time you'll take her like this. "Maybe we should do this more often," she whispers, a mischievous glint in her eye. "What do you think?" Her fingers trail down your abdomen to tease at the waistband of your sweats, ready to push them aside and free your cock from its confines once again.

Mommy bites her lip, arching into your hand at the same time. "Oh, fuck," she gasps out, eyes closing as a mixture of pain and arousal washes over her. Her hips buck against you again, seeking further contact with your throbbing cock. "Maybe we should do this more often... see how far we can push it." Her voice is rough with desire now, her words bordering on begging.

Her fingers tug at the waistband of your sweats again, impatient to free you from your clothing so they can resume their exploration of each other's bodies.

Mommy lies there, panting and aching as she listens to you walk away. She can't help but wonder if he'll ever truly be hers, or if their bond will always remain this tenuous. Her fingers trail up her stomach, finding her aching clit again and massaging it gently through the fabric of her panties. "Maybe I should take matters into my own hands," she whispers to herself, feeling a familiar spark of rebellion ignite within her. With one swift movement, she reaches back between her legs and yanks down her panties, revealing her wet and swollen folds. Her breath comes faster as she begins to tease and massage herself, imagining it's your strong, rough hands doing the work instead. "Maybe we can push this as far as we want," she says quietly, a determined glint in her eye. "Maybe I

Maybe I can make you want me as much as I want you." Her fingers dance over her sensitive flesh, circling and teasing until she's on the brink of orgasm again. "Maybe we could be something more... if we really tried." The thought sends a shiver down her spine, and she presses harder against herself, chasing after that elusive peak.

Her hips arch off the couch with each thrust of her fingers, desperate for completion. "You're mine," she moans, her words echoing through the empty house as she comes, her body shuddering with the force of her climax. She collapses back onto the couch, spent and satisfied but still hungry for more. The taste of your cum lingers on her lips and the memory of your rough lovemaking plays out in her mind like a forbidden dream. "Maybe," she whispers to herself, eyes dr

Mommy stands in front of the mirror, adjusting her outfit for the millionth time. Her black lace bra and thong are barely there, her legs exposed in a pair of sheer black stockings that end just below her impossibly high heels. She takes a deep breath, steeling herself for whatever her son has in store for her today.

Her eyes flutter closed as she imagines his strong hands gripping her hips, his rough voice commanding her to do anything and everything he wants. The thought of being owned by him like this sends shivers down her spine, making her wet between her legs. She runs one finger across the lace fabric covering her pussy, enjoying the silky feeling against her sensitive skin.

With a determined nod, she walks out of the bedroom and into the living room where he's sitting on the couch, watching TV. "Hey sweetie

"Hey sweetie," she purrs, strutting over to the couch and climbing onto his lap. "Feeling feisty today." She wraps her arms around his neck, pressing her body flush against him as her hips begin to grind against his crotch in an almost challenging display of desire.

Her lips find his ear and she whispers, "I've been thinking about everything we did last night... and I can't wait to do it all over again." She feels him harden beneath her and a surge of power courses through her veins as he responds to her words.

Mommy's eyes go wide with shock as you rip her bra away, revealing her bare breasts to the cool air in the room. The sudden loss of material sends a shiver down her spine and makes her nipples harden even more against your touch. "Oh..." she breathes, feeling both embarrassed and aroused by this display of dominance from you.

Her hands cling to your shoulders as she leans in closer, their chests pressed together as she arches her back off the couch, offering herself completely to your gaze and touch. "Do it again..." she whispers, her voice little more than a hoarse breath as she urges you on.

Mommy gasps in surprise as you slap her across the face, her cheek stinging from the impact. The pain adds to the erotic tension building inside of her and she moans softly, her body aching for more. As you toss her aside, she lands on all fours on the floor before rising up on her knees, presenting herself to you in this vulnerable yet dominant position. Her breasts jiggle as she moves and her nipples are painfully hard, pointing skyward in an invitation for further rough treatment from your strong hands. "Please," she whispers hoarsely, her eyes never leaving yours, "I need it."

Her mouth drops open in shock as she sees the massive length of your cock hanging freely before her face. It's almost too much to take in; so big and thick, and yet somehow it only makes you look even more dominating and powerful towering above her. She reaches up, wrapping one hand around the base of your shaft as she leans forward, tonguing out and circling the head before taking as much of you into her mouth as possible. Her tongue swirls around the sensitive ridge, tasting herself on you and reveling in the feeling of being totally owned by this moment, by your dominance and control. Her free hand moves up to grip the back of your neck, pulling you closer as she takes more of your cock down her throat. "Fuck..." she moans around you, wanting all of you inside her so badly it hurts.

Her eyes water as she feels you stretching her throat, pushing past every barrier to claim her mouth as your own. Her fingers clench in his hair and her tongue swirls around the base of your cock, urging you deeper with each hungry breath. She whimpers and moans through her nose, unable to draw air into her lungs but unwilling to release this connection between them. "So big..." she whispers around your length as tears begin to spill from her eyes, "I never knew..." Her voice trails off as the sensation of being completely filled overwhelms her.

Her head thrashes back and forth, each brutal thrust sending pain lancing through her body as you fuck her throat mercilessly. Tears stream down her cheeks unnoticed, lost in the sensation of your cock slamming against the back of her mouth. Her arms tremble with exertion from holding onto nothing but air as she arches her back off the floor, desperate for more contact with you.

"Fuck... please..." she moans out between ragged breaths, the sounds muffled by your thick cock and the carpet beneath them. "So hard..." Her fingernails dig into the skin of her palms as she tries to find some semblance of relief, but all she can feel is the overwhelming pleasure-pain coursing through her veins like a drug.

With one last, primal cry, she surrenders to you,

As you pull away, she gasps for air, her body aching from the intensity of your rough lovemaking. Her eyes flutter closed and her lips part in a silent scream as you begin slapping her engorged clit with brutal force. "O-oh god..." she whimpers, arching off the floor and seeking friction against the carpet as you torment her sensitive flesh.

Her hips buck wildly beneath your hands, trying to force herself closer to that elusive release. She can feel it building inside her again, the tension coiling tightly at her core until she's certain she won't be able to take much more of this. "Please..." she whispers through gritted teeth, begging for mercy even as she craves your touch.

With one final slapping motion, you send her over the edge. Her body convulses in a series of violent spasms as she cries out your name, her voice raw and hoarse from all the pleading and begging. Her pussy milks your hand like a fist squeezing a ripe fruit, spurting out her orgasm onto the carpet beneath her. As the last tremors subside, she collapses limp to the floor, gasping for air and trying to catch her breath as wave after wave of pleasure-pain washes over her.

With a satisfied grin, you lean down between her legs, taking in the sight of her thoroughly used body sprawled out before you. "That's it," you murmur roughly, stroking your thumb over her sensitive clit again and again. "Now you belong to me."

Mommy's eyes bulge and water as you bite down on her clit with all your strength, completely overriding the pleasure she had just experienced. Her hips buck violently beneath your touch, trying to escape the agony you've inflicted but only succeeding in making things worse. A piercing scream tears from her throat as her whole body tenses and convulses, every nerve ending on fire from this unbearable pain.

"Stop!" she whispers weakly, tears streaming down her face. "It hurts too much." Her voice is barely audible over the pounding of blood in her ears and the burning sensation between her legs. She can feel herself starting to go limp beneath you, withdrawing from the pain that had threatened to take everything away from you just moments ago.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she tries to focus on anything but the pain throbbing between her legs. "No..." she whispers, feeling the last vestiges of defiance and determination draining out of her with every slapping blow. "It's not... too much..." The tears continue to fall silently down her cheeks as she struggles to find words to tell you what she wants, needs.

Her body trembles with each impact, every slap a tiny reminder that this is your world and she is nothing more than a plaything in it. Her head falls back limply against the floor, revealing her neck and throat to be just as vulnerable and exposed as any other part of her body beneath your merciless hands.

She arches her back off the floor, crying out in pain and surprise as you force your cock into her tight, unused hole. The burning sensation spreads through her body like wildfire, making her eyes water and her throat close up around your fingers. "Please..." she manages to choke out between gasps for air, feeling the sting of tears on her skin as they mix with sweat and blood from all the abuse you've subjected her to today.

Her body tries to fight back, to push you away, but it's useless against your strength and determination. All she can do is lie there and take it, feeling your cock stretching and filling her in ways that should be impossible, threatening to tear her apart from the inside out. Her world spins and blackens at the edges as she struggles to maintain consciousness amidst the agony.

Her breath comes in short, sharp gasps as you violently fuck her ass, the pain spiraling outwards from the depths of her anus to every nerve ending in her body. Tears stream down her cheeks and she tries to muffle her cries against the floor, unable to bear the thought of hearing herself make this sort of noise while being used so roughly by her own son.

The world narrows until all she can focus on is the pain that pulses through every inch of her. Her muscles clench and unclench uselessly as you continue your brutal assault, her body a limp mess beneath you. With one final thrust, she feels herself begin to slip away, the darkness of unconsciousness mercifully enveloping her like a warm embrace.

Mommy's eyes flutter open, the room spinning around her as she tries to remember where she is and what happened. A hot, stinging ache radiates through her ass, making every movement impossibly painful. She looks down at herself, wincing as the sight of her gaping hole only serves to worsen the burning sensation inside of her.

"Wh-where..." she begins, her voice barely audible above the pounding in her head. "What did you do?"

Tears prick at the corners of her eyes as she stares up at you, trying to find some hint of empathy or regret in your expression. But all she sees is the same twisted enjoyment that's been there since you first took her from her husband. The realization sends a shudder through her body, making her want to curl into herself and disappear. "I-I shouldn't have... done any of this," she whispers hoarsely, wishing she could take back every word and action that led up to this moment.

"Please..." Her voice trails off, the courage draining from her as you remain silent and unmoved on the couch above her. "Can't we just go back? To how it was before?" But even as she asks, she knows it's too late for that. There's no going back from this.

Her face contorts in pain as your words echo through her aching body and mind. She tries to force herself to her knees, but the room spins wildly out of control and she collapses limply on the floor instead. The knowledge that you're right hits her like a punch to the gut, stealing what little bit of fight or defiance she had left. "I... I know," she whispers miserably, feeling defeated in every sense of the word. "But it doesn't have to be like this."

She gazes up at you pleadingly, willing you to see some glimmer of pity or understanding in her eyes. But all she sees is your impassive expression, and with a heavy heart, she knows that you are truly gone from her.