A Mothers Work is Never Done! Chapter One

“GLURK GLURK HURK-Ahhh!” The loud wet suction noises followed by a deep breath for air filled the room. Margery gasped for breath, and brushed a strand of light brunette hair to the side. Her short cut hair was seldom in the way, but when things got hectic and she worked up a sweat she missed when it was long enough to put into a proper bun.

“Come on Mom, I’m so close!” Her son’s voice had that whining tone that both annoyed and oddly endeared her. He’d always been a momma’s boy, and even now he relied on her for so much. But it wasn’t his fault that the only woman that could take care of his needs was his own mother. She smiled up at her son, her red lipstick smeared around her mouth but somehow not managing to make a dent in the mother love of her smile as she looked past her son’s massive cock and met his eyes.

And it was massive. The boy had been a late bloomer down there, spending most of his life as a nerd playing video games, a social outcast. He had bad luck with women and even when he realized his extra large johnson was attractive his crippling social anxiety made it terrible to show it off. He’d finally gotten a date with a nice girl, perhaps a bit on the spectrum herself… but when he’d gotten to the point of pulling his manhood out the girl had openly refused to try and put it in any of her holes. She did however immediately pull out her phone and start taking photos.

Her little boy actually became quite popular after that. A local with a cock that would make some farm animals jealous. But his painful social anxiety destroyed that hope, the boy couldn’t string together three words with the kind of women suddenly trying to get his attention. But the problem was they were trying, including flooding his dm’s with amateur porn. And while she did her best to not think about her sons endowment, the constantly hard, nearly to the point of painful erections he sported were a problem. Till she finally decided to take pity on her son… And that’s all really! She just wanted to give him some relief. Not get her own hands on the boy’s overgrown prick…

And now she was here on a normal morning for the two. Namely where she’d met her waking son standing by his bed wearing just a robe and some carefully applied makeup. She’d smiled at her son, then gotten on her knees for him.

She smiled up at her son as her breath got back to her. Her hands still stroking his cock, slick and wet from her saliva and more than a little continuously flowing precum. “Oh, it really is so big baby…” The cock shocked milf said of her own son. You’d think the woman would grow used to it by now, but now it was still such a wonder. But it needed more attention, and she had an idea to let her throat relax a bit. “How bout this baby?”

She pulled her robe open and her heavy breasts came into sight. She’d been proud of them as a young women, even if she’d never admitted it. They’d taken on some sag with her age, but were so large how could they not? The boy grunted a wordless moan and nodded his head jerkily. He’d been standing but at a gesture he dropped back onto the edge of the bed and his mother got closer and pressed her mounds around his shaft. “Oh that’s a bit better right baby?” Her voice was eager to please and she quickly began rocking her tits up and down around his cock.

“Unnng… its… its nice mom. Sooo hot! But I don’t know if its better.” He leaned back on his elbows, occasionally jerking his hips up humping against her on instinct. His mother gave him a small pout, but then smiled and leaned close to wrap her lips around his tip. “H-holy shit mom!” the boy moaned as she worked his shaft like he’d only dreamed about. His breathing sped up and his sweet mother’s heavy tits slid up and down the sides of his shaft as her tongue swirled around the tip.

She was feeling proud of her self! She’d was really getting a handle on her big boy. She’d like to see some of those little floozies try to handle her son. Some bimbo gagging on his cock, probably start crying before her little stud got half way down their throat. Why did that thought make her body heat up even more? She was actually going into a daze as she fantasized about watching her son really use this thing on some slut, and as her attention wavered and her technique went off, her son lost his patience.

The boy grunted, and shoved up. His mother was forced back a bit in surprise. “B-baby? Oh I’m sorry, are you ok-GURK!” She’d worried that she’d somehow scratched him or something with the way he’d shoved her loving mouth from his cock. But instead he just wanted more. Her own son gripped her head, her face, and he shoved his shaft into her mouth deeper than he’d ever been before.

“Oh fuck, oh fuckkk… HNNG!” He couldn’t speak anymore and shoved his cock in deep. The fat cock hitting the barrier of her throat and going past it! Her eyes went wide and as she’d fantasized about tears instantly began to well up. Her carefully applied mascara beginning to run down her face as her little boy fucked his mommy’s face. “Ung! Ung! HNNNG!” He shoved his meat into her again and again brutally. Slime from her throat coating his shaft, then smearing across her mouth. It splattered against her chin, then down to begin coating her round full tits. And as he drove in all the way, his balls splattered into her chin, and made the mess even worse.

The poor woman’s hands scrabbled at her son’s thighs, but couldn’t seem to get a grip as his tense desperate thrusts seemed to shake the milf loose. He used her, not like a woman, certainly not like a mother, but like a hole for an animal to rut in. But thankfully, with a loud moan he reached the end. “M-Mommmy!” In the abused haze of her mind, she marveled at that. He hadn’t called her mommy since he was so little… But that thought was shoved aside just as hard as her tongue was as his balls tightened up and emptied out into her belly.

Her body tried to stop some of the torrent of baby batter. Working to push it out, some gushing into her mouth, and shockingly, out of her nose. But the vast majority of the load went straight into her stomach. She couldn’t hope to guess how much, but suddenly she didn’t feel like she had room for the breakfast she had cooked downstairs for the both of them. “HURKK… GURKKKKK!” He made a few short spastic thrust into her mouth, then with a groan finally stumbled back and onto his bed. His massive length left her abused mouth with a long wet SCHLURP! sound.

She almost seemed to collapse into herself. Not quite falling to the ground as she sat there, legs curled up to either side. The woman coughed, hacked up some cum, then stayed there breathing hard. One hand came up to rub at her mouth. It came away smeared in throat slime, jizz, and a faint smear of lipstick. So much more of that red was left on his shaft. She looked at his cock in a daze. Her lipstick was all over it… Heavy on the tip where she’d been sucking during her tit job, but almost as much around… the base? Oh my, she’d taken that monster all the way? She shuddered a bit, letting out a small strangled laugh. She felt a bit scared, but oddly proud of herself. And of her son… He was such a normally shy boy but he’d really taken control there. A word swam up from the dark areas in her mind: Stud. That thought made her give a shockingly serene smile, and her other hand rubbed at her stomach that felt very full.

He was panting, lying flat on his bed. His knees hung over the end, and his cock flopped down as well limp. The tip of it was dribbling just a bit onto the ground. She’d have to scrub that out soon before it got crusty. “O-ok baby…” She spoke in a shuddering voice. “You should feel much better now, so just take a few minutes while Mommy cleans up. Then get a shower before you go downstairs.” She wobbled a bit but managed to stand up. The boy looked up at his mother. The dazed look in her eyes, themselves red and wet, mascara running down her cheeks. Her mouth, cheeks, and chin were still very wet, but her smile was as serene and motherly as ever. His eyes went down a bit more where she hadn’t thought to close her robe yet. Her massive tits, shining in a wet glaze of jizz and saliva. And wet smears on her stomach where some had leaked down and where she still thoughtlessly caressed her full tummy. The sight made his cock twitch very visibly.

He nodded in a slow way, as if his head was just barely balanced on a joint. “Uh uh… Ok mom. I love you.” He was still breathing hard through the words. Her smile got even more radiant. “I love you too honey.” She turned and slowly walked out of the room.

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