Mom

Mom turned around once she passed the kitchen island, her eyes widening when she saw me wearing nothing but my hard-on with water dripping from my lean muscles and my dick pointing at her with a menacing swell to its size. I don't know if she had planned on me behaving as directly as I was, but I walked straight to her, brought my hands up so fast that she flinched, and caught her cheeks within my palms. I lowered my head. Mom opened her mouth, her instincts kicking in, and her tongue slid forward between her lips, swinging down and around, licking my tongue as I opened my mouth and pushed inward beyond her lips.

"Mmm, mmm, umm, mmm," Mom moaned as our lips melded and our tongues danced, both of our mouths watering as we wrestled behind her gums.

I stepped forward, pushing my cock into Mom's stomach; her body was small and slight compared to mine, and there was nowhere for her to run. My hands encompassed her head while my mouth crushed hers. I was easily twice as broad as my mother and a head and a half taller--I was taller than my father--with bigger hands, shoulders, arms, muscles--perhaps in every possible way. A man will never know how small his mother can feel in his arms until he's pressing his lips against hers and sliding his tongue into her mouth while holding her in a grip that she couldn't get away from. Thankfully, my mother didn't want to get away from my hold on her.

Mom pressed her lips against mine as hard as I pressed mine against hers. She darted her tongue around my mouth, circling mine, licking it, petting it, and running her tip along the surface, touching the roof of my mouth. When my cock hit her stomach and slid upward, she moved her hips, rubbing her stomach across the thick under-vein running the length of my shaft. At the start of our kiss, she had grabbed onto my wrist, but her hands now slid up my arms and over my biceps, rubbing them back and forth before sliding down my ribs and sides before taking my ass cheeks in her hands and squeezing them hard. Between us, our hearts hammered each other's chests, beating as one through the barriers of our flesh.

"Why did you let it go so far?" I asked, breathing hard as our lips parted.

"Because now you want to fuck her, and you can't," Mom said, her voice fighting her deep breaths. "Your balls need to release that nut, baby, and I'm the only one who can do that for you."

Jesus Christ!

"But you'll get into trouble if you do it in Jenna's teen pussy. I can't let you get into trouble." Mom's eyes smoldered. "I have to make you come now, to keep you out of trouble. I have to, don't I? Because you're going to make me." Mom's head moved forward, her mouth pressing against mine, and when she pulled back, she tugged on my lower lip in a way that made precum slide through my shaft. "You're going to make me make you come, aren't you?"

"Yeah," I said, slipping my hands down her back and taking her ass in my hands. My palms and fingers swallowed her firm cheeks whole as I lifted her into the air.