Mom and son are stranded at the airport

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I watched mom’s tits shake in time with my thrusts. They were exposed there, in all their glory, solely for me to touch, lick, and suck, which I did like a maniac. Our moans and sighs filled the room, accompanied by the sloppy sounds of my dick slurping in and out of her pussy. When I finally came, no panty was there to stop the semen from entering into my mother’s depths.

We fucked; we didn’t make love or spend the night discovering each other. We fucked like there was no tomorrow. My initial reserve was completely cast away and replaced by pure animalistic desire. At one point, drunk with passion, I became bold enough to straddle her chest and plunge my dick into her mouth. Mom’s mouth simply welcomed the intrusion, and this acceptance made me even bolder. Inspired by porn videos, I grabbed her hands and held them together above her head. She got the idea and fixed herself against the headboard, all the while never allowing my dick to stray from her lips. I then began to buckle my hips, and god she let me. I was in awe watching this person who’s had authority over me for all the years of my existence, someone who had reprimanded, grounded, and at occasions spanked me for misbehavior, now lay there submissively sucking my cock like an obedient slave.

“Yeah mom,” I growled, lost in the moment. “Suck that cock.”

She was deeply preoccupied by her work, but upon hearing my voice she looked up at me with wild, startled eyes as if realizing for the first time whose cock it was she was sucking. But that only added fuel to the fire. She tightened her lips and sucked harder, and I bucked faster in response. No courtesy or whatsoever restrained me from roughly erupting into my mother’s mouth.

Very little was said between us all throughout the night. Rather than talk, any amount of energy were spent instead for another round of lovemaking, or should I say, wild fucking–that’s a better term for what transpired. In frantic, whispered short instructions, mom taught me everything she could teach. Except for anal, we pretty much did everything. Mom allowed me to do anything I pleased, like grasping her hair and spanking her ass while in doggy position (one of my many porno inspirations that I tried with her), or strangling her neck in a harmless but firm way while taking her in other different positions.

That night I saw another side of her I never could have imagined, and I’m sure she saw the same unexpected side in me. Who would have thought that her sweet little boy could be so demanding, uncaring, and rough? For sure I never thought mom, who was usually strict with me and unopposed around the house because of her strong personality (even dad would sometimes cower at her feet), could be so submissive and responsive to my wishes.

By dawn we were drenched in sweat and beyond exhaustion, but we were still going at it. I didn’t even know what I was doing anymore, my body seemed to be running on auto-pilot. We ended up kissing, licking, sucking, and fucking all night, we just couldn’t get enough of each other.

Late in the morning, after waking up and fucking some more, we learned that travels had resumed. But since there were so many people that had been stranded, seats were kind of tight. Mom and I had to stay in Chicago for another night, which was now a very welcome situation. We didn’t bother to upgrade our room. I wonder if anyone knew that the cum stains in the middle of the bed came from a son fucking his mother?

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