The Thorny Rose – Sex Stories

Dedicated To My Friend Sir_Jim

Jim looked down at Karen on her knees, sucking his cock. What a fuckin’ slut he thought.

They had gone out to a nice late-night dinner and he drove her to the house after, to fuck, and here she was with her lips wrapped around his hard cock. His left hand with a fist full of her blond hair was pushing her head down, lodging his entire cock in her throat, gagging her. Her body was tight, with perfect tits, small waist, an all over tan, and a sweet little ass. She looked so fuckin’ hot bent over with her tits hanging down as she looked up at him with his cock in her mouth. Her pink nipples always hardened like small diamonds when she was sucking him and that shaved cunt of hers was dripping wet.

“That’s right Karen, take it…….take it all, you fuckin’ whore.”, he ordered as he held her still by pulling her hair and controlling her movement as he pumped his cock in and out, forcing her to spittle and drool as he thrust it past her gag reflex.

Just then the phone rang. Aw fuck he thought. I’ll just ignore it and let the fuckin thing ring as the familiar click of the answering machine could be heard, and then the slurred “Hello? Hell..llo? Jim you there? Jim…Jim pick up the phone, I need …a ri…ride” was being recorded. Shit, its Mom again. Staring down at Karen as she was deep throating his cock like the good girl and cunt she was, he sighed and pulled her head off his hard cock.

He walked over to the table and grabbed the phone. “Mom, what the fuck? I thought you were on a date.” He cursed into the phone as it stopped the recording since he interrupted the message.

“I was, but now I’m at th ..the bar and ne..need a ride. Will you come ….get me?” She was practically incoherent in the receiver.

This wasn’t the first time, shit it wasn’t even the fourth or fifth time anymore that his mom had done this. Seemed almost every few weeks he was picking her drunk ass up at the bar to bring her home. Tonight especially he wasn’t in the mood for this shit. He shot a look to Karen still kneeling in the same spot and cursing that his mom called and killed the mood to fuck his bitch.

“Better get dressed babe, I gotta run you home and then go get Mom.” He reluctantly grumbled to Karen.

She stood up and put on her sexy black bra, lace thong panties, and shimmied into her tight black dress that showed off her delectable curves. She was already wearing the black patent come-fuck-me pumps while kneeling at his feet. Karen really was a hot piece of ass and was one of the best cocksuckers he’d experienced so far in all of his twenty-five years of living on the planet. So he was definitely royally pissed-off that his mom cut into his action tonight. Not to mention the fact he’d have to drive into the City to get her, which was a pain in the ass from out here, in the burbs, where they lived.

Jim wasn’t even in the mood to have Karen suck him off in the car on the ten minute drive back to her apartment. He dropped her off and headed in the direction towards the City to get Mom.

His mind drifted and reflected back on things. His mom, Nicole, wasn’t really his biological mom, but to him she was as close as any birth mom could be in his book. She wasn’t always the drunken cocksucking whore she seemed she was transforming into since Dad’s death five years ago. God knows how many cocks she’d sucked and maybe fucked this past year, but it was lot fuckin’ more than just a few, considering how many times he’d driven to the bar to pick her up.

He was driving but not really paying attention to the route and seemed to be on auto-pilot on the freeway. He thought back when he was six and Dad married Nicole after the divorce from his real mom, who basically abandoned him when they went their separate ways. Nicole took to bonding with him right away and treated him as if she’d given birth and was his natural mother.

It never occurred to him to call her Nicole instead of Mom. The three of them were like the fuckin’ Cleavers and it was almost sickening how they were such a happy, close family; how much she loved him and Dad. She raised him from a small child, embracing the role, and was more a mom to him than some of the fucked up mothers that were even somewhat abusive to a few of his buddies while growing up.

His mind suddenly skipped ahead to when he was sixteen and already sexual. In fact, his first experience was at fourteen banging some senior cheerleader in the backseat of her car that her parents bought for her. He was a freshman at the time but already he was taller than most in his class and definitely not a gangly or awkward looking teen. At fifteen, he was good enough to play varsity football and it was like a chick magnet being on the team. He was fucking girls as easily as opening a bag of Doritos. By the time he was sixteen he’d even graduated to fucking college girls in their dorm rooms after the games.

It was around this time in his life he started noticing mom in a different way, as a woman, and a good-looking one at that.

Mom and Dad were always openly affectionate with each other; kissing and hugging or cozying up on the couch to watch t.v. Dad loved to swat or pinch her ass as she walked past him and she would do small, subtle things like brush up against him with her breasts when he was doing something like cooking or taking a phone call. To please dad she would often wear sexy, low-cut blouses and tight skirts or form fitting jeans that hugged her figure. Mom was a shoe whore and had a huge collection of high heels that she’d wear with her outfits even if it was just around the house. He rarely saw her in simple sandals and never flip-flops. Her hair was reddish-blond and long to the middle of her back and her body was in great shape, considering she was nineteen years older than him. She had nice tits and a round ass with a decent pair of legs that looked pretty fine in those heels of hers. To him she looked fuckin’ good, considering the moms he knew of when he’d visit his buddies, all frumpy and beat-down looking, like the life had been sucked out of them. Mom’s blue eyes always seemed to sparkle, and when she laughed, which was often, her entire face lit up.

He always tried to ignore Mom’s appearance when she’d glide up to the dinner table as he was snacking on something from the fridge after school. When Mom would get up to open the fridge to get a cold drink to join him, it’d make him shift slightly in the chair because of his instant hard-on. Looking at her luscious ass as she was reaching in for a bottled water gave him the single thought of bending her over the fuckin’ table and pounding the shit out of her. She always took time from her day to sit a few minutes and ask about his football, his buddies, details about his latest conquest or girlfriend. It was hard not to notice her tight nipples pushing against her blouse or t-shirt when sitting there chatting away with him oblivious to what it was doing to him. Fuck, he wanted to suck on her tits and bite those nipples. Then, right before she’d leave the table to resume to her usual routine and daily business, she’d squeeze his hand and give him a smile and a wink, which would turn his already hard dick into granite.

In bed, on nights he wasn’t out with the guys, playing football, or screwing some girl, he would stroke his cock and think about what Mom looked like naked in the shower or fantasize about her sucking his cock. It never failed; the image of his mom on all fours in the middle of the bed as he mounts her from behind and fucks her hard and deep in her wet cunt, made him jack-off in his hand almost instantly.

Shit, the exit Jim realized, as he cut across two traffic lanes on the freeway before he missed it and would have had to turn around.

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The Thorny Rose was only a few miles away from the exit and right at the edge of downtown. Not completely seedy, but not situated in the upscale part of the City either. It was a typical bar that mostly catered to regulars and locals.

Most likely it was the same story as all her other previous dates, if you can even call them that. Always the same fuckin’ scenario he thought. Mom excited that a man wants to take her out and show her a fun night on the town. Guy comes by the house to pick her up and is immediately impressed that she’s dressed up and looking so hot. Then… dinner at a decent restaurant, where Mom proceeds to load up on a couple of drinks. This of course leads to her reminiscing about Dad and basically being a fuckin’ downer to the guy, so the only way he can salvage an almost total fuckin’ waste of his time, is to get sucked off by her, probably in his car, and drop her at the bar, where she’s become a regular of sorts.

Jim pulled into the parking lot and looked around. Not completely empty tonight, but of course it was a Friday night. He was so over all it all and feeling pretty done with this shit. His irritation and flashes of anger, mixed with his unsatisfied horniness and lust for her, was building fast. He could picture his mom sucking that guy tonight and his cock hardened with the mere thought of her swallowing cum, his cum. Tonight Mom wasn’t just going to get a lift home from him. Even though he knew where Mom was coming from, he had enough of this bullshit, and when he dragged her out of this bar, she would earn her ride. So with that in mind, he clicked the car alarm remote and walked up to the entrance of the building.

Sure enough, she was sitting on the stool, nursing another Grey Goose and cranberry. He approached her and did a once over. She was definitely fuckin’ sexy as hell in her tight, black short skirt, with her low-cut halter style blouse that showed her ample cleavage and of course, wearing her trademark of late, the cum-fuck-me black pumps. Her age only really showed when she drank. Her eye makeup was a bit smudged and her lipstick was slightly smeared, most likely from the blow-job she must’ve given the bastard who dumped her here. The lines around her eyes seemed etched in her face and the most tell-tale sign of her state of mind was evident in his mom’s lovely blue eyes that once sparkled, and now seemed deadened and sad.

“Jim, you’re HERE! I wanna go home Jim. Will you take me home?” she slurred. Her glassy eyes gazed at him in almost a blank stare. Her breath reeked of alcohol and Jim could tell that she tied more than a few on tonight. Some “date” nights were worse drinking binges for Mom than others. Obviously, this was a “worse” date night.

“Come on Mom, time to go.” Jim said with an authoritative voice. He grabbed her upper arm and pulled her off the stool.

“But I gotta pay…. fir my.. drinks.” She garbled almost unintelligibly. Where the fuck did the bartender go? Jim wondered as he quickly looked around and saw no one that even remotely looked like an employee, let alone Matt, the usual bartender on duty.

He was getting more provoked by the minute with this situation and wanted to get the fuck outta there. “Mom, we’re going, NOW!” Jim fished in his wallet and threw a couple of twenties on the bar to cover her tab. The customers in the bar watched with intense interest but Jim didn’t give a shit at this point. He was digging his fingers into her arm and dragging her behind him as he sauntered out the door with her in tow. Mom almost twisted her ankle on the gravelly parking lot as she was stumbling behind him. She was barely able to walk in those fuckin’ heels drunk and it was nearly impossible for her to stay steady on her feet on the lot’s uneven surface.

When they got to his car, Jim leaned against the driver side door and pulled his mom in front of him to face him directly.

“Jim, open the door, I want to go home.” Mom pleaded. Jim just stood there, giving his mom a penetrating stare. She was a drunken whore and he was rock hard.

“I’m sick of getting your fuckin’ calls to come here and get you. I know you’ve become a cockwhore. You wanna a ride and I can give a part of Dad back to you. There’s a way we both can feel better about this fucked up situation. ” He stated.

“Take off your blouse and bra” He instructed.

His mom, too drunk to fully register that her stepson just demanded she remove her clothing, pulled her blouse over her head and unhooked her front-clasp bra. Her beautiful breasts spilled out and were illuminated by the lot lamp post the car was parked under. Jim could see his mom was aroused. Her nipples were extended and taut, begging for attention. Mom looked so unbelievably hot and so very fuckable with her breasts exposed to him and he reached out and squeezed them. Her tits were firm and perfect in his hands. Jim pinched her nipples and rolled them between his thumb and forefingers.

When he gave them a good hard twist and pull, she gasped.

“On your knees Mom” Jim commanded, as he grabbed her shoulders and pushed her down before him right there in the fuckin’ lot.

Jim could give a hell if anyone walked by and saw his mom topless and kneeling at his feet. His cock ached for relief and he couldn’t wait to have his mom taste his cum.

He had her kneeling on the hard gravel in her bare knees, and before she could even think about protesting, he unbuttoned his jeans and his hard, rigid cock sprang free. He grabbed her long hair and gathered it up in a tight pony tail and shoved her face into his cock.

“Suck it good Mom” Jim demanded.

Her knees were probably getting scraped and cut up but Jim didn’t care. All he cared about was her moist, full lips sealed around his stiff cock. He guided her mouth to the head of his cock and pushed her head down his meat, all the way to the base, driving it down her throat. His mom’s eyes closed and she moaned as she took his cock inch by inch deep in her mouth.

“Look at me when you suck my cock.” He growled.

His mom immediately closed her lips around his entire cock and feeling his hard length slide in and out between them was fuckin’ incredible. Their eyes locked and hers glistened from the tears that pooled and now streaked slowly down her cheeks. Jim held her hair so tight in his left fist, his powerful arm muscles flexed hard, as he controlled her head movement and slowly thrust in her fuckhole. She was making slurping sounds with drool escaping out the corners of her mouth, coating his cock with her saliva. All the years he fantasized about his mom sucking his cock like a fuckin’ cumslut and here he was, in the parking lot of a bar, finally living it out. Watching his mom’s hungry mouth devour his fat cock and seeing her eyes tear up because it was wedged in her throat, almost pushed him over the edge. He plunged deep, abusing her throat and choking her.

“Tell me you like sucking my cock Mom.. ……..Say it!” Jim barked, as he gave her a piercing look when he momentarily popped his cock out of her wet, wanting mouth.

He yanked his mom’s hair that was coiled around his hand ruthlessly hard. Normally, a sober bitch would wince, but she was drunk, and he probably could’ve pulled a chunk of hair out of her scalp without her batting an eye. He jerked her head up waiting for her answer.

“Ye..yes…Jim, I like sucking your cock.” She said in a breathy and hoarse tone with small coughs intermixed as she was in-taking as much air in her lungs as she could.

“You are such a good cocksucker; a fuckin’ slut; MY slut.” Jim sneered, as he grabbed the sides of her head to immobilize her and keep her in exact position when he arrowed his cock in deep and fucked her mouth, hard; pummeling and battering her throat with his engorged cock.

He wanted to cum and shoot his big, creamy load. She was gasping for air, wanting to breathe. He eased up a bit so she could take a breath and then thrust again, forcing her to swallow his whole cock, and holding the back of her head still and pressing it forward, making her take it all the way to his balls.

She was struggling for air and Jim gritted his teeth, sucked in his breath, “Fuuuuuuck” he groaned, as his body tensed when his cock pulsed and his hot cum spurted, what seemed like gallons, down her throat.

When his mom finished milking every drop of his seed from his still throbbing cock, he encircled his fingers around the base of it and slowly eased out of her mouth. He tucked his cock back in his jeans, but didn’t bother to button the fly, figuring a good cock massage was in order for the ride home.

He wasn’t nearly done. This was just the warm-up session. He fully intended on using her more when they got home. After all, his biggest fantasy was yet to be fulfilled, and he’d be damn’d if tonight wasn’t the night he’d finally bend her on all fours and fuck her dripping cunt from behind.

Jim let go of his mom’s long hair that almost resembled, that “I’ve just been fucked like a cheap trailer whore” look, and pulled her up to a standing position. He leaned down and picked up her bra and blouse laying there next to her feet; held on to her elbow and led her to the passenger side door, opened it, and gently pushed her into the car. He of course, was hopeful she wouldn’t puke on the way home. It had happened before when he’d have to pull over the side of the fuckin’ freeway so she could throw-up. Jim walked back around the car, got in the driver’s seat and he turned to look at his mom. A satisfied grin crossed his face. Damn his mom could deep-throat his cock as good, or maybe even better, than his slut, Karen. She really was a sexy and whorish lookin’ woman sitting there almost hooker like, with just her skirt and heels on, her hair tangled, make-up smeared, and her knees all scraped up.

Jim reached over and tweaked her left nipple. He started the engine, put the car in reverse and said, “we’re going home now Mom.”

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He merged onto the freeway, heading home. Jim extended his right arm while his left was managing the wheel, and pulled his mom’s head down right onto his cock. She was a willing and eager slut, leaning over him with her hair fanned all about her and her magnificent tits smashed on his knee. Damn, it wouldn’t take much sucking for him to get hard as steel again. He couldn’t drive home fast enough and race inside to fuck her brains out.

Her warm, wet mouth felt so fuckin’ good on his cock and he threaded his fingers through her hair, “such a dirty whore, sucking your son’s cock” he said, encouraging her to suck with more enthusiasm.

She was bobbing her head up and down his shaft, slobbering all over it; alternating between taking him deep in her mouth and then licking up the shaft and tonguing the head of his cock. Mom wrapped her fingers around the base and as she increased her pace, she stroked his cock in rhythm with a slight twisting motion as she laved and rolled her tongue on the tip and rim of his cock. God, his cock never felt so fuckin’ good!

Mom was doing her job well, and he was hard as a fuckin’ rock. Thank God the exit was approaching. Luckily, their house was less than ten miles from the freeway. He wasn’t sure he’d even be able to open the front door quick enough before wanting to take his mom, bend her right over the hood of the car, in their driveway, and plow his cock right in her yearning and soaked cunt.

Jim turned the corner, pulled into the driveway and turned the engine off. His mom was still sucking away not even paying attention that he had stopped the car and they were home. He tugged his mom’s hair, lifting her greedy mouth off his stiff cock and made eye contact. Mom gave him a slight smile, with spittle dripping off the edges of her lips. Her nipples were pebbled and looked like tiny mountain peaks. It was evident that she was horny and craving his cock. He released the seat lever, reclining it all the way back and pulled his mom on top of his lap with her legs straddling his thighs.

“You want your son’s huge, hard cock Mom?” Jim asked. No reply. “Answer me!” he snarled.

“Yes” she uttered, as she turned her head to face away from him.

“No Mom” Jim stated, as he squeezed her throat with his right hand, applying the needed pressure to rotate her head back to compel her to directly look into his eyes.

“Tell me want your son’s hard cock to fuck you” he demanded, as he twisted her left nipple hard with his free hand, while still holding her throat, to prod her to respond appropriately.

His mom let out a small moan and he felt her cunt gush her pussy juices all over his cock and trickle down her inner thighs.

“Yes, I want my son’s hard cock to fuck me.” She barely whispered. Jim wasn’t entirely sure she comprehended what she was saying since she was still out of it and pretty loaded, but he could give a fuck. He was going to use her till he was satiated and spent.

He let go of her throat and Jim mashed her breasts together. He grabbed her tits with both hands and pinched and rolled her distended and fat nipples between his fingers making his mom flinch, yet at the same time, she pressed her body into his and ground her hips on his cock.

He hungrily latched and suckled on each nipple with his mouth, like a starving baby nursing from his mother. Jim was bruising her breasts from the hard sucking and biting on her sensitive nipples and he loved the visible evidence on her soft skin. His mom clutched his shoulders and she looked so fuckin’ sensual and erotic with her head thrown back and small moans escaping from her lips.

Jim lifted her hips, moved the red silk thong panty to the side, and impaled her on his swollen cock in one motion, quenching her needy cunt with his steely length. He filled her entirely and deep inside as her cunt walls closed in, and enveloped his cock in her steamy hot channel. His mom sucked in a breath when he invaded her and he dug his hands into the sides of her hips as he rocked her up and down, ramming her with his cock and assaulting her fuckhole over and over again. Mom’s fingernails cut into his shoulders, her thighs quivered, and her cunt walls contracted. Her breath turned ragged and Jim could tell his mom was close to a mind-blowing orgasm so he pushed her down on his cock, wrapped his arms around her back to hold her still, and stopped thrusting as the ripples of her climax were taking hold.

“Cum for me Mom; all over my cock. I wanna feel you cum” He quietly commanded in her right ear.

She screamed out her orgasm as his mom spasmed and bucked when it surged and crashed into her, like thunderous waves through her entire body. Fuck Yeah! Jim thought, as he felt her convulse in his arms and watched her in the throes of a shattering climax. She shuddered as the tremors were leaving her and Jim clenched his teeth, and with animal lust, lifted her hips and mercilessly slammed her down on his cock in quick, rapid pile-driving thrusts. The car windows were steamed up, and Jim was covered in sweat from fucking his mom; pumping his cock in and out of her with powerful strokes; his hips lifting off the seat. Mom’s tits were bouncing and swaying to the relentless pounding and his thighs tightened with the telltale tingling burn in his balls.

“Get ready for my cum Mom. I’m gonna fill your fuckin’ cunt” he rasped.

Jim held his Mom’s hips steady; “Fuck”, was all he managed to grunt, through gritted teeth, as he came; jetting his creamy load deep inside his mom’s drenched cunt.

His mom collapsed on his chest as she heaved heavy breaths from the hard use her cunt endured from Jim’s cock hammering into her. It took a few minutes for Jim to catch his breath too, and they just sat in the driver’s seat of the car until they both regained a calm breathing pattern.

He raised her off his cock and pushed her into the passenger seat. Jim opened the car door and got out and looked down at his cock covered in their cum. A smug smirk crossed his face and he couldn’t wait to get inside and have her clean and suck his cock till he was hard and ready to fuck her again. He walked around and opened the passenger door and Mom almost tumbled out. He grabbed her arm to keep her from falling onto the cement driveway. He held onto her elbow and in a brisk pace, led her to the front of the house, turned the lock and opened the door.

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He put both hands on her shoulders to steady her and nudged her along the hallway into her bedroom. He pushed her back against the wall and stepped back facing her.

“Take off the skirt and panties but leave your shoes on” Jim instructed.

His mom unzipped her skirt and because it was so form-fitting, she had to remove it by raising it over her head. Next, she stepped out of her thong panty one leg at a time, almost tipping over from being intoxicated, when she tried to slide it over her heels.

Jim leered at his mom and took in her glorious naked body all for him to fuck and use at his will for as much as he wanted tonight. He grabbed her arm again and flung her with her back landing on the bed and turned her body so her head was hanging over the side upside down with her long hair touching the carpet. Jim left her laying there and walked to his room and opened his dresser drawer to take out his camera and came back to his mom’s room and placed it within arm’s length on her nightstand.

He approached and leaned down over her and put his hand over her shaved mound and dipped his fingers in her cunt coating them in their sticky and slick cum. “What a good slut Mom; always wet, always ready” he voiced.

Jim then slid his hands up her body to her tits and played with her nipples by teasing and rubbing them with his fingers in tiny circular motions. His mom wantonly writhed and rolled her hips. She let out a seductive cry and bit her lower lip. Mom was acting like a cat in heat; completely feral and uninhibited.

Jim stood upright, kicked his shoes off and removed his already unbuttoned jeans and t-shirt. Naked and holding the base of his partially erect cock he approached her, “Clean my cock dirty cumslut. Make it hard Mom so I can fuck you again.” He ordered.

Her mouth opened wide and he fed his mom his half-hard cock for her to suck and clean off their special mixture of cum and sweat. She emitted soft moans as she laid there with her mouth like an open gate accepting his cock for entry. His mom’s mouth didn’t move but was just an open portal for Jim to pump his cock in and out of. He slowly pitched his hips forward and then back with his legs straddled. Jim thrust his cock deep in her throat then retreated slightly without extracting his cock entirely out of her saliva filled fuckhole. Small muffled popping sounds from the suction her lips created as his cock slid in and out between her tight seal, sounded much like a cork being popped on a champagne bottle wrapped under a white cloth dinner napkin. The intermittent groans and occasional “fuck” Jim echoed, resonated in the room.

Jim reached over to the table and grabbed his digital camera. He looked down at his whorish mom sucking his cock like a fuckin’ prostitute and aimed the lens on her face with his cock wedged in her throat and stopped thrusting so he could snap a few photos. This was a night he would never forget and he’d be damn sure his mom would be reminded. After taking some pics of Mom’s mouth being face-fucked, Jim tossed the camera on the bed.

Mom looked so fuckin’ tore-up yet so fuckin’ hot at the same time with his cock lodged in her mouth; it was quite a paradox. Her hair was tousled and tangled, her makeup streaked from tearing up multiple times as he slammed his cock down her throat choking off her air. Her look almost resembled a DUI mugshot photo, like the kind plastered on internet newsfeeds after an arrest of a sexy movie star.

When Jim was hard again he guided his cock out of her mouth and said, “Good job whore, now get in the middle of the bed on all fours.”

His mom raised herself off her back and scooted to the middle of the bed and got in position. Jim got behind her on his knees and pushed her shoulders and head down flat on the bed.

“Grab the headboard” Jim directed.

His mom extended her arms and she gripped the slats of the headboard. Jim lifted her hips and he smacked her ass cheeks hard, sending her a clear message not to move. Holding her still using his palms on her ass, he spread her cheeks and arrowed his fat cock at her sodden and dripping cunt. Jim stuffed his mom in one single thrust and she encased his cock like a blanket swaddling a baby; all snug and warm.

Jim’s head was buzzing from the feel of mounting and fucking his mom from behind just like the image he jacked-off too so many times in his life. He tightened his hands on her hips to keep her immobile and in rough, even strokes he pounded her cunt. Jim’s balls were slapping against her ass and his thigh muscles flexed as he fucked her like an animal. Not gentle love-making, but raw and primitive as he plundered her cunt like a battering ram bruising and enflaming it as he drove into her.

His mom lifted her head up and turned to glance behind her, “Uh…Uh….Jim, Oh Jim, fuck me! Yes….you feel so good!” she panted and pleaded as she tried to grind and back her hips into Jim, goading him to ride her even harder. Jim pushed her head back down and shoved her between the shoulder blades to send her upper body and the side of her face, planted, flat onto the bed, “down and shut it bitch” he sneered.

He didn’t want a word or groan uttered from his mom, he just wanted her body to serve as his slut and cumdump, and to feel his cock sheathed deep in her pussy.

Jim also clued in the fact that his mom was sobering up and was now aware that she was being fucked like a cheap whore by her son, but powerless to stop it. Jim was pumping her sore cunt like a sledge hammer and fuckin’ loving every minute of it.

The camera was right near his left knee, so he grabbed it and looked down at his cock buried deep in her cunt. Jim snapped multiple pics of her ass and of his rigid shaft fucking her hot hole.

When Jim felt he documented enough, he put the camera down and slammed his cock into her like a mallet. Mom was gripping the headboard with white knuckles from the onslaught of Jim’s hard use and trying to muffle her whimpering sounds. He threw his head back and closed his eyes as he knew he was about to cum and dump another load in his mom. Jim slowed his pace and backed off the thrusting to a minimum.

“You want my cum Mom?” Jim asked in a terse tone.

“Yes Jim, I want your cum, ….please” she stifled.

Jim flexed his muscles and his thighs tensed as he poured his cum deep in her cunt filling her womb. He heaved his head and his sweat covered chest onto her back as his cock still pulsed inside her. His mom’s arms went limp and her breathing turned shallow. Jim realized that she had passed out cold with his sticky cum still oozing out her cunt and making a wet spot on the blanket. He extracted himself from her body and got off the bed; camera in hand. Jim leaned over her and brushed her hair away from her face in loving, gentle touches, kissed her on the cheek, and whispered “sleep good Mom”. Oddly enough, she let out a contented sigh even though he knew she couldn’t consciously hear him. Jim picked up the comforter that was askew across the bed and draped it over her nude body and closed her bedroom door behind him.

The morning sun shown through the bedroom window bathing the room in light and Nicole clenched her eyes tight and rolled away from the window. Too late; turning over did little to help the throbbing, pounding headache.

She threw the cover off her body and assessed the damage. Fuck, I feel like shit she thought. She was sore everywhere and had noticeable bruises on her breasts and a dull ache in her cunt. When she threw her legs over the side of the bed, she couldn’t help but notice the scrapes on her knees that were covered in crusted blood. Nicole felt like she went through a meat-grinder. She had some vague memory of last night, least of which getting drunk, again, and most likely calling Jim to pick her up since she awoke in her own bed. Funny, she seemed to recall more about Jim than the usual ride home but it was hazy and a blur in her mind like a blender whirring in her mind. The room was still kind of spinning and she knew from the slight nausea she was feeling that she was having a wretched hang-over.

Coffee was indeed in order along with motrin to try to knock the screaming headache out. Nicole stumbled in the master bath and looked in the mirror. What a train wreck she noted, as she saw her fucked up hair and makeup that had streaked and dried on her face.

First a hot shower to get cleaned up. Nicole got the shower going and jumped in, lathered up, and cleaned her body and washed and conditioned her long hair. She stepped out, dried off, put her favorite robe on and wrapped the towel around her head. She brushed her teeth since the filmly taste and booze breath was making her even more sick, and then padded to the kitchen to get the caffeine pumping in her tired veins.

Thank god Jim started the coffee and had the pot on timer, Nicole noticed. Where was he this morning? She pondered. Jim must’ve had a fishing charter gig this morning for him to be gone this early in the day, as Nicole glanced at the microwave clock that displayed 8:12am. She poured herself a cup of coffee in her favorite mug and headed for the couch in the living room.

When she reached for the t.v. remote she saw the family album sitting on the coffee table. That’s strange, Nicole thought, the album hadn’t been pulled out in years. Last time she could remember was right after Dan’s death five years ago and her and Jim sat at the kitchen table like old times and talked and looked at family pictures of all them together; swapping stories of their shared memories as a family.

On closer inspection, Nicole saw that the album wasn’t open to pages she recognized right off the bat. In fact, the album was open to the last couple pages and the photos were graphic in nature. A gasp escaped her lips as she looked and saw that the pictures were indeed of her sucking cock and of her ass with a hard cock penetrating her cunt. Her hands shook as she flipped through the two pages of snapshots taken of her in various stages of being fucked. The last photo was Jim holding his hard cock in a full frontal nude shot and there was no mistaking in Nicole’s mind who she sucked and fucked last night. When she tried to replay the events in her mind, the fragments started to piece together of what happened and the pictures served as vivid reminders.

Nicole closed the album and put her feet up on the coffee table, took a long sip of her coffee and smiled.