19 comments/ 220151 views/ 195 favorites Mother Blows Best By: Seanathon Wendy glanced over her shoulder as she walked down the hallway, blushing when she saw him checking out her ass. She still couldn't believe she was about to let this twenty-one-year-old stud – the same age as her son – fuck her. Wendy went to open the door to her left and he grabbed her wrist. "That's my friend's room," Hunter said. "Keep going...mine's at the end of the hall." As Wendy let go of the doorknob, she heard a moan from the room. "Sounds like someone's getting their cock sucked," she whispered, as her eyes drifted down to Hunter's obvious bulge. "Is that what you were hoping for?" "For starters," he said, and gave her ass a squeeze as he pushed her toward his bedroom. Wendy had no idea that the moan she'd just heard had come from her son, Adam, who was on the other side of the door fucking a forty-three-year-old single mom's mouth. Ironically, Adam hadn't taken this cock-sucking cougar home because he didn't want to get caught by his mom. So he'd brought her here and was borrowing the bedroom of a college friend, Mike, who was away for the night. Adam had his hand behind the middle-aged woman's head, trying to force her mouth down even farther on his thick eight-incher. But she had her hand firmly planted on his thigh, bracing herself so he couldn't go too deep. Frustrated, Adam grabbed her hand and tried to get her to jack his cock while she blew him, but she kept putting it back on his thigh. She wasn't even sucking, just keeping her mouth open while he fucked it. Her eyes had been clenched shut the entire blowjob, and she didn't open them until he finally slid his cock out. Wiping her mouth with the back of her hand, she said, "Was that okay? It's been a while for me." "No shit," Adam thought. He knew he was going to be cleaning out some cobwebs when he got his cock into this cougar. "Yeah, that was amazing," Adam lied, as he undressed. "I just couldn't wait any longer, I want to fuck you so bad, Mary." "It's Marie," she said, as her eyes drifted down his muscular chest, across his taut stomach, and zeroed in on the big dick hanging between his legs, still wet from her mouth. "It'll be easier if you're naked too," Adam said, as Marie sat on the bed, fully clothed, with her arms and legs crossed. "Sure," she said, half smiling as she brushed a lock of her dyed-blonde hair behind her ear. "But can you turn off the light first?" In the other bedroom, Adam's mom was sliding off her little black mini dress and also wishing the lights were turned off. At thirty-nine-years old, she couldn't help being self-conscious. She knew she looked good for her age, but those were the key words – her age. After one child and two decades, Wendy didn't have the body of a twenty-year-old anymore, a fact her husband had made painfully clear. As he'd wanted sex less and less frequently, she'd become suspicious and eventually discovered he was having an affair. He'd met a woman half her age on an Internet dating site and had been fucking her for months. When Wendy had confronted him she'd expected him to apologize and break it off; she was shocked when he moved in with his young lover and asked for a divorce. Wendy wished he could see her now, wished he could see the young stud undressing in front of her who was twice the man he was. As Hunter pushed his boxer briefs down and his stiff, young cock swung free, Wendy felt her pussy tingle; it had been so long since she'd sucked anyone other than her ex. She'd loved the feel of a big dick in her mouth when she was young, which was how she'd met her husband. He'd been standing outside a club when Wendy had staggered out – bombed – and told him she'd give him a blowjob if he'd drive her home. Minutes later, she was sucking him off in the front seat of his car. After he'd blown his load in her mouth, and asked her where she lived, she'd pointed at the apartment building right across the street from the club. But this was the first time Wendy had been with anyone other than her husband since that night, and she was nervous as – still wearing her bra and panties – she climbed into the bed. Once under the covers, she took them off and put them beside her purse, which she left on the nightstand. Hunter climbed into bed completely naked. Without a kiss or a hint of foreplay, he climbed on top of Wendy and pressed his knob against her neatly trimmed pussy. She was flattered by his eagerness, but not sure if she was ready to jump in the deep end yet. "Don't you want me to suck you for a while first?" "No, I'm ready," he said, and she gasped as he plunged his hard cock inside her. Wendy was definitely ready too, and he slid easily into her wet hole. She wrapped her arms around him and hooked her heels behind his knees to hang on as he started to pump her fast and hard; she couldn't believe how stiff his cock was as he banged away. "Unh...slow down," she pleaded, but he just fucked her faster. The springs of his bed creaked as he pumped his pole in and out of her, and just as fast as it had began it ended. "Fuck, I'm gonna come..." he groaned, and whipped his cock out from between her legs and shot a small puddle of cum on Wendy's stomach. She'd forgotten how fast young guys could be, but she was sure a little encouragement from her mouth would soon have him ready for round two. Wendy looked down at the mess on her belly. "Can you get me some tissue or toilet paper?" "Sure," Hunter said, as he grabbed his cell phone. "But do you mind if I take a picture first?" On the other side of the wall, Marie was on all fours, groaning as Adam drove into her from behind. As he bounced against her big ass, pounding his cock inside her, he watched the rolls of fat around her middle jiggle back and forth. He grabbed one and, embarrassed, she took his hand and put it on her saggy tit, like that was a big improvement. He let go and her tits bounced crazily back and forth beneath her as he slammed her back and forth on his cock. Grabbing her waist just above her wide hips, he could feel her back fat as he held on and drove his big pole in and out of her. Marie was easily forty pounds overweight and loaded with love handles. She was perfect. He was used to clearing out the cobwebs in chunky cougars like Marie, but she was worse than most. Adam knew his cock was thicker than most guys, but fucking Marie was like fucking a glass of water. He pulled out his condom-covered cock as she panted, exhausted from only a few minutes of fucking. "What's wrong," she asked. "Isn't it any good?" "No, it's great," Adam lied, as he rummaged through the nightstand dresser until he found what he was looking for. He took the tube of Vaseline and squeezed a dollop onto his forefinger and Marie gasped as he smeared it around her sphincter. "You don't mind a little anal, do you?" Marie hadn't even gone out until months after her divorce. And when she did, most of the nights were spent alone with her drink, and the only person who talked to her was the bartender when he asked her if she wanted another. When Adam had approached her, she'd thought he was talking to someone else at first; there were so many better-looking women than her at the bar. And after so many months of loneliness, of thinking no one would want her again, she couldn't risk blowing her chances with him. "No...I'd love it," she lied, and tried to relax. He pushed his knob against her backdoor and she grimaced as he forced his cock past her sphincter, stretching her wide as he penetrated her ass. She clutched the sheets with her mouth open in a silent scream and, when she finally relaxed, he pushed a couple more inches in. Marie felt like he was going to tear her virgin asshole in two. "Ow! Please stop...I can't take any more." "Just one second," he said, and she looked back over her shoulder as he posed for a selfie with his cell phone. "What the hell are you doing?" she said, as he held his phone up and clicked a picture of his tool half-buried in her ass. "Sorry," he said. "You just look so sexy, I had to take a picture to show you how hot you look." He cycled through the photos on his phone and when he got to it he showed it to her. "Doesn't that look amazing?" Marie wasn't surprised it hurt so much; it looked like she had a log stuffed in her ass. But she also couldn't believe how fat she looked in the photo. "Please...you have to delete that." "I will," Adam said. "I promise." And before she could argue he pulled his cock out and rammed it back inside her pussy. Marie gasped, and her eyes rolled back as he fucked her hard again. In the bedroom next door, Adam's mom was completely oblivious to the sounds of fucking drifting through the walls. Lying in the bed alone, lost in her thoughts as Hunter went to get her a drink, Wendy smiled and shook her head. She couldn't believe that six months ago she'd been happily married, or so she thought, and now she was letting a guy her son's age take pictures of her while she lay naked on his bed covered in his cum. She used the tissues he'd brought her and cleaned up his mess. Maybe it was better that he'd gone off so quick, she was feeling pretty bombed from all the dirty martinis he'd kept buying her at the bar. She curled up under his blankets and turned out the light, thinking she'd surprise her new lover in the morning by making him breakfast in bed. Down the hallway, Hunter was getting a drink from the fridge when Adam came out of the bedroom, after Marie had begged him for a breather. "Hey, Tyler, get lucky?" Adam asked. "Shh! I've got one in the bedroom, but she thinks my name's Hunter," Tyler said. Adam laughed. "Hunter? What kind of fucking name is Hunter?" "You know...like cougar hunter." "Yeah, I get it. So you bagged a cougar?" "Fuck, yeah! Only met her a few hours ago, and she already let me bang her. Let me show you the picture I took after I glazed her." Tyler went to pull out his phone, but realized he'd left it in the bedroom. "You aren't going to win anyway," Adam said. "Look at the one I brought back." He showed Tyler the picture of plain, overweight, middle-aged Marie, looking back in confusion at the camera, and obviously in discomfort as Adam plugged his cock into her wide ass. "Oh, damn!" Tyler said. "I don't know how you can do those fat, old bitches like that. No wonder you always win these pig parties." "Shh!" Adam said, grabbing a beer from the fridge. "They'll hear you. And it's a cougar safari, not a pig party." "Yeah, but you know the nastiest old bitches always take the prize, that's why you brought that heifer home." Adam almost spit out his beer as he laughed and high-fived Tyler. "Yeah, when I saw her sitting alone at the bar I knew she was a winner. But don't knock the big ones though – they'll rock your fucking world. She's a lot better than some of the botoxed beasts I've nailed." "I don't know, man...those plumpers scare me. I'm worried I might fall in." "Well, if you want to give her a try, she's in Mike's room waiting for another go. Want to switch?" "Damn, you're getting the better of the deal," Tyler said. "The cougar I caught is a hottie. But I guess if I'm ever going to start winning one of these contests, I have to learn to stop swimming in the shallow end." Minutes later, Marie was on her knees in the bedroom, not sure what was going on. She thought Adam liked her, but after he'd left he never came back, and now she watched as he walked past the room without even glancing in. The boy named Hunter, who'd said he was Adam's roommate, had his fingers wrapped in her hair and was pumping his cock in and out of her mouth. She put her hand on his hip to stop him from going too deep, but he knocked her hand away and pushed even more of his stiff shaft between her lips. At the end of the hallway, Adam opened the door to Tyler's room and saw the cougar he'd brought back from the bar sleeping facedown on the bed, her long, black hair splayed across her naked back. He shut the door, slid off his boxers and made his way in the dark onto the bed. As he leaned over, fumbling blindly for the light switch on the far nightstand, he accidentally knocked her purse off and dumped its contents across the floor. The noise woke Wendy up and, sensing her lover beside her, she reached out and her hand touched his hip. Feeling her way between his legs she smiled, he was ready for round two. Adam was surprised to find Tyler's date awake and massaging his cock and balls, he'd planned on fucking her while she was passed out. He knew that she probably thought he was Tyler, so he didn't say a word; he just grabbed her head and guided his prick to her mouth. Wendy rolled her tongue around his cock, which was bigger and thicker than she remembered. Squeezing his shaft, she sucked softly on his cockhead, tasting the pre-cum. His cock swelled in appreciation and she moaned as it stretched her lips wide; she could barely get her mouth around his thick prick. Dipping a finger between her legs, she wasn't surprised at how wet her pussy was, this was the type of cock she loved to suck. Adam held her head with both hands, amazed at how well she was polishing his knob. This was why he loved cougars. Young girls always hurried their way through oral sex, and thought letting you put your prick in their mouth counted as a blowjob. But this cougar Tyler had found, she knew how to suck a cock, and obviously loved doing it. He could hear her moaning around his thick shaft as he fucked her mouth. Wendy's teeth grazed over the head of his cock, and then her lips glided halfway down his length as he sighed in pleasure. He hadn't let her suck him the first time, and there was no way she was stopping now. She pumped her fist up and down his slippery shaft as she sloppily sucked him and, feeling how swollen he was, wondered if she could deep-throat him. Adam felt the heat of her throat as his cock slid down it, and moaned as the expert cocksucker he was in bed with took over. No one had been able to get all eight inches down before, but he could feel the warm breath from her nostrils on the base of his shaft as she worked her way along his length until her bottom lip brushed against his balls. Her warm tongue slid along the underside of his cock as she let it slide back out and then, without missing a beat, she buried his cock to the hilt in her throat again. Wendy loved how good it felt having his monster completely inside her. She'd never sucked a cock as big as this one, stretching her lips and her throat so fucking wide. As she worked his giant pole in and out of her wet and willing mouth she squeezed his balls, they were so huge...so full; she knew he was about to go off. But Wendy wasn't ready for him to come yet...she was enjoying herself too much and wasn't finished with this magnificent fuckpole. She wished the lights were on so she could see it in all its glory, but she loved the sensation of exploring every inch of his cock and balls in the dark with only her fingers and tongue to guide the way. He groaned as she popped him out of her mouth and pushed his stiff shaft flat against his taut stomach. She leaned close and lolled her tongue back and forth across his big balls, sucking one softly into her mouth. And the whole time she kept stroking his shaft with the palm of her hand. Adam knew he wasn't going to last long; this cougar was driving him right toward the edge. As good as her tongue felt on his balls, he wanted to feel that hot mouth wrapped around his pole again before he fired off his load. He shoved it back between her lips and she eagerly started sucking it, cranking her hands back and forth on his stiff shaft. Wendy was amazed that, even with her mouth stuffed with his cock, she was still able to wrap both of her hands around his pole. Her pussy was begging her mouth to share the wealth, but she wanted so badly to taste this kid's cream. She didn't remember it feeling this big when he'd fucked her earlier, and wondered if it was just her imagination. But it wasn't her imagination that her jaw ached from sucking this big stick; Wendy wasn't worried, she felt his balls and knew he was about to blow. He tried to pull away but she stopped him by grabbing his ass, holding him as she bobbed even faster on his swollen cock. Adam tried to warn her, but this woman knew what she wanted and wasn't stopping until she got it. He wrapped his fingers through her long hair and held her head in place as he filled her mouth with cum. She moaned around his shaft as he fired shot after shot of hot, sticky cream down her throat. She squeezed his balls and kept sucking on his shaft, trying to get every drop. Adam's eyes rolled back in his head, no girl had ever let him come in her mouth before, and obviously none had ever swallowed his load. He was used to the cougars he'd picked up mauling him and fucking him like wild animals, so desperate for a young cock between their legs. But none of them had ever sucked him like this one; she'd just given him the best blowjob of his life. Wendy was in heaven and had her eyes shut, savoring the sweet taste. She'd forgotten how good it felt to have her lips wrapped around a thick shaft as it pumped a load of cum into her ready mouth. She was so drunk with pleasure as she sucked him, trying to get every drop, that she didn't even notice as Adam held up his cell phone in the dark and took a selfie of the two of them – her mouth and his cock. Wendy fell back on the bed as her lover left the dark bedroom. She was dizzy from sucking his cock for so long. And her pussy was soaked. She wondered how long it would take him to get hard again; she was dying to get fucked by that big dick. Adam went to the bedroom next door. Marie was on her back with her legs in the air as Tyler pistoned his cock in and out of her pussy. Her hands were clawing at his ass, trying to get him to fuck her as deep as Adam had. Marie had her eyes closed and wondered if she was dreaming; she still couldn't believe she'd been fortunate enough to be fucked by two studs in the last hour whose combined ages didn't equal hers. She didn't even hear Adam as he picked his clothes up off the floor, dressed and left the apartment. The next morning, Wendy wandered downstairs from her bedroom a little after nine. It had been a long time since she'd got up this late, and a long time since she'd been so hungover. She turned on the coffee maker and leaned against the counter, holding her head in her hands. She was paying a terrible price for all those dirty martinis, but she couldn't stop thinking about the thick stick she'd sucked the night before. The kid's huge cock had fit her mouth like it was made for it. Wendy was disappointed she wasn't still at his apartment, getting the sausage breakfast she'd hoped for. Hunter hadn't come back to bed before she fell asleep, but she figured they'd be spending the next morning together, with his big dick between her legs. So she was surprised when he shook her awake a few hours later and told her he'd called a cab to take her home. Wendy had assumed she'd be staying the night, and wondered if he had to work early or something. He'd pushed her out the door in such a rush that he hadn't even remembered to give her a good night kiss. She'd shivered half drunk on the curb, while down the street a heavy-set woman a few years older than her also stood on the sidewalk, waiting for a taxi. Wendy poured a cup of coffee and drank it black, trying to banish her hangover, even though she knew she should be drinking water. She looked up and was surprised to see her son standing in the doorway to the kitchen, watching her. Adam's gaze was drifting up her long, bare legs, as she leaned against the counter in the thigh-high tee she always slept in. His eyes traveled up her body until they reached her mouth. He couldn't take his eyes off her lips, still trying to understand how they'd ended up wrapped around his cock last night. Mother Blows Best On the way home in the cab, he'd been looking at the photos on his cell phone to see which one he'd post to his fraternity's cougar hunt. He cycled past the one of his cock in Marie's ass and was stunned when he saw the next. The bedroom was so dark that he was surprised – even with a flash – the photo had turned out. The image was a little blurry, and her eyes were closed, but there was no doubt that it was his mom's mouth wrapped around his pole. She was the cock-sucking cougar who'd given him the best blowjob of his life. He knew he should feel guilty but, as he watched her take a mouthful of coffee, all he could think about was getting her on her knees and giving her a mouthful of cock. Wendy noticed her son was looking at her funny, and she wondered if he suspected why she hadn't got home until three in the morning. He was only wearing pajama bottoms and, as Wendy eyed her son's athletic body, she couldn't stop thinking of Hunter, and how well he'd fucked her mouth the night before. Her pussy was getting wet as she remembered it, and she couldn't help noticing the bulge in Adam's pajama bottoms as he crossed the kitchen. Did he have a hardon? She knew he often got morning wood, and she'd listened at his door more than once as he took care of it. But she'd never seen him come down to breakfast with it looking so...obvious. Wendy had no idea what he was doing as he walked right up to her, standing so close that she could feel his erection brushing against her thigh. "I just need to grab a coffee cup, Mom," he said, as he leaned close to her and reached over her shoulder. Wendy put her hand on his bare chest and as her eyes glided down past his taut stomach, she could see the outline of her son's stiff cock through his pajama bottoms. His prick looked even bigger than Hunter's. Now her panties were really soaked. "Mind if I grab some coffee, Mom?" he asked, as he stepped back with his mug and waited. "Sure, honey." Wendy felt dizzy as she stepped out of the way, trying not to stare at the huge erection tenting the front of his pajama bottoms. Adam turned and went back to his room, trying to hide his swollen cock. When the tip had brushed against his mom's thigh he felt a lightning bolt of pleasure shoot through it. But he knew he was crazy to hope for a repeat of last night's suckfest. He knew his mom would be mortified if she ever discovered she'd sucked her son off. When he got to his room he put his coffee down on the nightstand, fell onto his bed, pushed his pajamas down and wrapped his hand around his swollen shaft. He closed his eyes and jerked off, remembering how wet and willing his mom's mouth had been, and wondering if he'd ever get the chance to fill it with cum again. Downstairs, Wendy squeezed her thighs together, amazed at how wet she'd got from seeing the size of her son's erect cock. She blamed Hunter, as he hadn't let her spend the night, and she obviously needed to get fucked badly. She also badly needed some headache relief. She fumbled through her purse looking for Advil, and popped two as soon as she found them. Looking inside her purse, she dug through it again and swore. Her pass for work was missing! It must have fallen out at Hunter's when her purse had been knocked over, and he'd rushed her out so fast she must have missed it. She couldn't afford to pay a hundred bucks for a new pass, and knew she had to go to his apartment to get it back. Wendy had planned on calling Hunter anyways, to let him know she'd had a great time and see if he wanted to spend the day together. So she pulled out her cell phone and speed-dialed the number he'd given her. She was surprised when the person who answered told her she had a wrong number. Wendy looked at her phone. Had she been so drunk that she'd entered Hunter's info incorrectly? She knew she'd definitely been too drunk to remember where he lived, but knew it was over near the college. She called the cab company and got the address of where they'd picked her up the night before, and headed over in her car. When Hunter answered the door, he looked shocked to see her. "Oh...hey," he said, crossing his arms and looking down the hallway. "I didn't expect to see you again so soon. What's up, Marie?" "Wendy...my name's Wendy." "Oh, shit. Yeah, sorry, still a little hungover." "Me, too." She smiled and brushed a lock of hair behind her ear. He played with the deadbolt on the door, opening and closing it. "So...umm...what do you want?" "I think my pass fell out of my purse last night...in your bedroom." "Oh...let me go check. I'll be right back." "Umm...can I come inside?" "Oh, sorry...yeah, come on in, I guess." He looked back over his shoulder and half smiled at her as she followed him to his bedroom. "I was also wondering if you had breakfast yet," Wendy said. "I thought maybe we could – " "Who's at the door, Tyler?" a voice called from the other bedroom. "No one," he answered. "I thought your name was Hunter?" Wendy said. "Oh...umm...yeah. Tyler's my middle name, I go by both," he lied. Wendy went to the far side of the bed and saw her pass behind the nightstand. "There it is," she said, smiling as she showed it to Tyler. She was worried that he might think she'd left it there on purpose, as an excuse to see him again. "There it is," he said, arms crossed in front of his chest. "So...did you want to go get some breakfast? Or I can make it if you have stuff here. Maybe breakfast in bed..." "Look...umm..." "Wendy." "Yeah, Wendy, I don't mean to be a dick but I have to go out and...do stuff." "Oh...maybe we can have dinner tonight...or watch a movie or something?" "Wendy, like I said, I don't mean to be a dick, but last night...I was really drunk, and just looking to hook up." Wendy nodded, trying not to cry. "Oh, sure, me too...maybe we can hook up again some time?" "I don't think so...I don't think it would work out." "But, I...I thought things went really well last night?" "No offense, but you're a lot older than the girls I normally date." "You think I'm too old for you?" she whispered angrily. "You didn't think I was too old last night when you fucked me and then made me suck your cock!" "You didn't suck my...oh shit, did you think that was me the second time?" Wendy's jaw dropped. That was why his cock seemed different; it must have been his roommate who'd tricked her into sucking him off in the dark. She stomped past Tyler and burst into the other bedroom, where a guy was emptying his backpack. "Uh, can I help you?" he said. Wendy was furious. She was just about to let him have it when Tyler grabbed her arm. "It wasn't him," he said. "That's my roommate, Mike, he just got back this morning. One of my frat buddies was using his room last night. If you want, I can have him call you...to apologize." "You know what...fuck him...and fuck you!" she said, and stormed out of the apartment. As she sat in her car, Wendy beat her fists against the steering wheel. She couldn't believe how pathetic she was, how stupid she was to think that a guy half her age would have any interest in her. He was right, she was too old, and he'd brought her home as a joke. Fucked her and then let his buddy take a turn on her too. Her husband would be laughing if he could see her now, see what she'd become after he'd dumped her. Wendy turned her cell phone on and deleted Hunter's – or Tyler's – number; she should have known that couldn't have been his real name. Should have known what was going on when he gave her a fake phone number. Should have known what was going on when she'd had two loads dumped in her before being kicked to the curb at three in the morning. When her girlfriends had invited her to the bar, they'd warned her what it was like...told her that it was a cougar den and that the college boys came there as cougar bait, hoping to get mauled. "You can go hunting for old and rich or young and handsome," one friend said. "And if it's just a one-night thing, I'll take young and handsome every time." But Wendy wasn't looking for a one-night thing; she wanted someone she could wake up and have coffee with...someone who'd snuggle with her on the couch while they watched a movie...someone who loved her. She'd tried to date guys her own age and they had more baggage than her. Was it her fault she was only interested in guys the same age as her son? She figured it was just because she knew how much she was going to miss Adam when he finished college and moved out. Was that why she had agreed to go home with Tyler, because he reminded her of Adam? She drove to the park and looked at the clouds, a storm was coming. As she walked, it was cold and windy but Wendy didn't notice...didn't care. She kept her hands in her pockets and wandered through the park alone, thinking she'd better get used to it. When she finally went home, it was already late afternoon and the sky was growing dark. She went to her bedroom and took off her skirt and top and stood staring at herself in the mirror. Yesterday she'd thought she looked good for her age, now she knew she'd fooled herself. Wendy was wearing a red lacy pair of panties and matching bra. She'd bought them last year for Valentine's Day, hoping they'd put a spark back in her marriage. But her husband hadn't come home; he'd lied and said he had to work late. So she'd kept them unworn in her drawer for the last nine months, and like an idiot thought she'd wear them today as a sexy surprise for Tyler. She tore them off in disgust and threw them down on the floor, and stared at her faded self in the mirror. Down the hallway, Adam closed his laptop and listened. He'd heard his mom come home and wondered if she'd started dinner yet. He was walking downstairs when he heard a noise from her bedroom. Adam went down the hallway and saw her door was partly open. He peeked in and saw her naked, staring at herself in the mirror. As he watched, she swept her long, wavy black hair back over her shoulders and cupped her breasts. She pushed them together, checking them out in the mirror. Adam squeezed his stiffening cock through his shorts. His mom's tits weren't big or saggy like Marie's, but he thought they'd fit perfectly in his hands. And as he checked out her nice, round ass, he imagined his mom's tits fitting perfectly in his hands while he fucked her from behind. He tried to catch a glimpse of her pussy, while rubbing his cock and wondering how he could possibly get her to suck it again, when he noticed her reflection in the mirror. She was crying. The doorbell rang and Adam started, ducking back just before his mom turned and saw him in her doorway. "I'll get it, Mom," he yelled, and ran downstairs. Wendy covered her breasts; she hadn't even realized Adam was home. After wiping her tears, she put on her yoga pants and a comfy sweatshirt and left her room. She wasn't halfway down the stairs when she heard yelling from the front door. "Who is it, Adam?" "No one," he said, and went outside to talk on the porch. Wendy went to the living room and pulled the lace curtains back. There was a middle-aged woman on the porch arguing with Adam while he tried to calm her down. She was very upset, and Wendy was sure she'd seen her somewhere before. She leaned closer to the window, trying to hear them. The woman was telling Adam, "...and you have no idea how much it hurt me when my daughter found that photo online. You and your friends should be disgusted with yourselves, doing something like that. I thought you actually liked me...but the way you treated me...you and your friend. When I saw that photo, the one you promised to delete, and read everyone's comments...you humiliated me!" Wendy was shocked when the woman slapped Adam hard across the face. She couldn't hear her son, but he was obviously apologizing. Tears streaked the woman's face, and as she glanced at the window Wendy ducked back. She stayed out of sight as the woman went back down the walkway, slammed her car door and roared off down the road. "What the hell was that?" she asked, as Adam came back inside. "Oh, just some trouble with the fraternity," he said. "We did a...kind of prank...and it backfired – big time." "Are you in some kind of trouble?" He hesitated, looking her up and down. "I hope not." After dinner, Wendy cleaned up and put away the dishes while Adam went to his room to download music. She made herself a huge bowl of popcorn, poured some pinot and put on a movie. For the last few months she'd avoided eating any kind of junk food, thinking she could get her body back in the shape it had been twenty years ago. But she could see now it didn't matter. Kids like Tyler didn't care how good her body looked; all they cared about was the year on her birth certificate. And after the losers she'd met when she'd used online dating to meet guys her own age, she gave up. Maybe she'd take up knitting. Wendy's eyes popped open and she blinked as she looked at the clock. It was after one in the morning. She stood up and realized she'd spilled her wine on her sweatshirt when she'd fallen asleep while watching the movie. She took her sweatshirt off; she'd have to wash it in the morning. Wendy headed upstairs, half asleep and only wearing yoga pants and a bra. She looked in Adam's bedroom and saw he'd also fallen asleep while watching movies on his laptop. He wasn't wearing a shirt so she pulled his blanket up to keep him warm. Picking up his laptop, Wendy tried to figure out how to turn it off. As her eyes wandered across the screen, she noticed an open window on the taskbar. She moved the arrow over and clicked the button to maximize the window. She was shocked to see it open to a page titled: "Operation Motherfucker 2013." Wendy checked to make sure her son was still sleeping and then scrolled down the page, which detailed the rules for the contest, with a prize for the member of Adam's fraternity who bagged "the scariest, nastiest cougar" they could. Wendy scrolled to the winning entry and her jaw dropped when she saw a picture of her son, smiling with his cock plugged into the ass of a woman on all fours. Wendy realized it was the woman who'd been on her porch today! And then Wendy remembered – Tyler had asked her to pose for a picture. Numbly, she scrolled down the page and nearly fainted when she found the photo. She looked back at her son. Had he seen it? Seen her naked and covered in cum, foolishly hugging a laughing kid smiling at the camera, his cougar bagged. Not realizing that he was laughing at her. Wendy was humiliated; she wanted to smash the laptop. She desperately scrolled around the page trying to figure out a way to delete the photo. Tears in her eyes, she read the comments. She was surprised to see that they were all negative – negative toward Tyler. His frat buddies were all hacking on him, telling him the hot cougar contest wasn't until next month. Letting him know they were jealous, and wanting to know if he could hook them up with Wendy. Wishing their girlfriends had a knockout body like hers. Wendy wiped a tear away as she read the comments, all saying how amazing she looked and that they couldn't believe she was a cougar, more like a puma. The last comment was from Adam, begging them to delete the photo. Wendy scrolled back up the page and realized that Adam had asked for all of the photos to be deleted, for the entire contest to be scrapped. Below the photo of the 'winner', Marie, he'd also left a heartfelt apology. He apologized to her and all of the other women they'd taken advantage of, and promised that it wouldn't happen again. Wendy was proud of her son, but she couldn't stop looking at the photo, couldn't stop looking at his thick cock. He had it half buried in Marie's ass, and Wendy wondered if he'd taken any pictures where she could see the entire length. A quick search of his computer didn't uncover any, and then she realized he'd taken the picture with his phone. Maybe he'd taken some other shots...of Marie giving him a handjob, or with her mouth wrapped around his big cock. She crept beside his bed and picked up his cell phone from his nightstand. She scrolled through the pictures and found shots of him fucking other cougars, stretching their pussies with his magnificent cock. And then she found the prizewinning photo of Marie. And when she clicked to the next photo, her jaw dropped. There was a perfect close-up of her face, with Tyler's friend's cock in her mouth. But how had her son ended up with the picture? Wendy went back to the laptop and maximized the winning photo. Looking past Marie, she realized the room Adam was fucking her in was Tyler's roommate's bedroom. And then Wendy remembered where she'd seen Marie before, standing on the curb outside Tyler's apartment this morning. Wendy lifted the phone and stared at the tiny photo – that was her son's cock in her mouth! She felt dizzy again. When he took the photo, had Adam known who was blowing him? Had he known who was in the bed when he snuck into the bedroom to get his cock sucked? She stared at the photo, stared at the big, beefy cock stretching her mouth, and remembered how good it had felt. And then she looked at her son, sleeping in his bed. Wendy felt her pussy getting wet again, like it had this morning when his cock had brushed against her. And she realized it wasn't Tyler's big dick she'd been dreaming about sucking all day, it was Adam's. She knew there was no point in feeling guilty, what's done was done; she'd already sucked her son's cock, already tasted his cum... She lifted the blanket up and saw that he was sleeping in the nude. His half-hard cock was sprawled across his thigh like a thick hose. As she stared, it twitched as if it was reading her mind. Wendy knew there was only one way to know for sure if this was the cock she'd been dreaming of, like Cinderella she'd have to see if it fit. Wendy kneeled on the bed and pulled the blanket back so his cock was completely exposed, hoping the cool night air wouldn't wake him up. Reaching behind her back, she unhooked her bra and tossed it on the floor beside her son's bed. Her nipples were completely erect. She brushed her fingers down his thick length and trailed them across his big balls. She recognized them as soon as she felt them, remembered how full they'd got when she'd sucked him. She stroked her palm along his beautiful shaft, and as she teased it, his cock grew thicker and longer. Adam sighed and shifted in his sleep. When she was sure he hadn't awakened, she leaned forward and lightly licked his cock from balls to tip. It sprang to attention; even if her son wasn't awake, his cock was. Wendy leaned across his thigh, trying not to wake him up, and slid her mouth over his knob. She just held it there...gently sucking on the tip while his cock grew full and rock hard. He groaned in his sleep and she started to softly bob up and down on his cock. She could see his toes twitching as she sucked him, and finally she couldn't hold back anymore. She squeezed his shaft with one hand and fondled his balls with the other, massaging them while she sucked on his big, beautiful cock. She couldn't wait to taste his creamy cum again. Wendy heard her son moaning, and felt his fingers lace through her hair as, half awake, he pushed her mouth up and down his length. Adam fully woke with a start, knowing he was about to come, and was shocked when he saw who was blowing him. "Mom, what are you doing?" Her mouth made a wet popping sound as he pulled his cock out, and he squeezed his balls and the head of his cock, trying not to come. "I thought this was what you wanted, baby?" she said, smiling as she realized how purple and swollen her son's cock was. Mother Blows Best "Wh – why would you say that?" he said, wondering if she knew about last night. He got his answer when she held up his phone and showed him the photo. "Mom, I didn't know it was you..." "Well, as soon as you realized it was, you should have come and told me immediately," she said, as she reached for his cock. "We could have been fucking all day." Adam groaned as she wrapped her mouth around his cock and started to suck him again. No one had ever blown him as well as his mom did. And this was even better than last night, as now he could see her face...could watch her eyes while her naughty mouth worked his cock over. Wendy lay on the bed in the opposite direction of her son and, as she sucked him, he pulled her yoga pants down and her panties came with them. They were bunched around her ankles as he spread her knees and explored his mom's pussy. She moaned as he tickled her clit and slid a finger into her sopping hole. She reached down to kick her panties off and he took them and hung them from his bedpost. Swinging her leg over to straddle his face, she sucked on his big pole while he ate her pussy. Adam lay underneath his mom, squeezing her ass while his tongue explored the sweet folds of her pussy. She was so wet, and tasted so good. He kept his tongue soft as he teased the tip of it against her clit, and she moaned around his shaft. Wendy bobbed up and down, sucking her son's cock as his own oral expertise made her legs tremble. His balls were tightening and he begged her to stop, saying he was about to come. "Fill Mommy's mouth with cum like you did last night," she whispered. "It tasted so good." She renewed her oral assault on his cock and Adam groaned as he filled her mouth with creamy goodness. His legs were twitching and his whole body rocked with an orgasm. He clutched his mom's legs as she kept sucking on his cock, squeezing his shaft to drain every drop. Panting for breath she collapsed on the bed beside him. "How was that? Not bad for an old broad?" "Oh...fuck, Mom," he said, as he slid his hand across her breasts and down across her tummy to the hotspot between her legs. "You're fucking incredible." "You're not so bad yourself," she panted. "I came right when you filled my mouth with cum." "You've already made me come twice, I still owe you one," he said, and moved down between her legs. Wendy gasped as his tongue tickled her clit, and tried to squeeze her legs together. "No, baby, I'm still too sensitive from coming." But Adam ignored her as he forced her legs apart and dipped his tongue into her sweet hole. She wrapped her fingers through his hair and twisted and writhed beneath him as he tongued her to a second orgasm. He could barely hold her down when she came, bucking beneath him as his muscular arms pinned her to his bed. Wendy had never come so hard in her life, and after the orgasm had surged through her body like she was in the electric chair, she collapsed on the bed, completely spent. She barely had the strength to lift her head, but as her son moved up her body she noticed his big bat swinging between his legs, ready for round two. "Oh, honey," she groaned, as he dragged his thick pipe between her spread thighs. "You're gonna kill me." Adam smiled, kissed her softly on the lips, and circled his knob against her waiting hole. Wendy moaned as he pushed into her, his big dick parting her pussy lips and sliding into her opening. She wrapped her arms around his neck and hung on for the ride as he started to pound her. The night before she'd thought her son's cock had been made for her mouth, now she realized that wasn't the only hole that was a perfect fit. Adam's entire eight-incher was buried in her pussy, and she nibbled her lower lip as she looked down between her legs and watched his cock piston in and out of her. She could see his shaft was covered in her white cream as she came over and over while he pounded her. She couldn't believe she mistook his cock for Tyler's. Adam's was fucking huge. Even her husband had never fucked her like this. Because she'd sucked him off at the start of the fuckfest, she knew she was in for a nice, long session. She tilted her head back, in a state of bliss as her son pumped his cock in and out of her tight hole. Her legs were spread wide, and after he'd fucked her for a while she gasped that she needed to change positions. As he pulled his thick cock out, she could see his shaft was slick with her juices. Wendy got on all fours and Adam could see his mom's pussy was soaked. He rubbed his big knob against her, driving her crazy as she kept trying to back onto it. Finally he slid it in and she couldn't help herself, bouncing back and forth on his cock as he kneeled behind her. He reached underneath and squeezed her perfect tits, tweaking her nipples as she rode him. Wendy thrashed her hair back and forth, driving herself to another orgasm as she impaled herself on her son's huge pole. Weak from so much pleasure, she slumped to the pillow with her ass still in the air as Adam took over and fucked her with long, steady strokes. She reached underneath and played with his big balls as he filled her pussy with his thick cock. His balls were getting so fucking full, and she rubbed them faster and faster until her fingers were a blur. And as she picked up the pace, so did her son; Adam fucked her as fast as he could, holding her hips as he slammed his cock inside her. Wendy clutched the sheets, her body shaking with another orgasm as she begged her son to come. With a loud moan Adam filled her with hot, sticky warmth, so much that as he pulled his cock out it poured out of her pussy and onto the sheets. He collapsed beside his mom, completely exhausted from their epic slam session. Wendy lay beside him, unable to talk after being fucked senseless. When she finally found the energy, she reached out and squeezed his cock. She whimpered as she realized it was already half hard again and, even though she'd already made her son come twice, he was soon going to be ready for round three. "Mommy needs a little nap before you fuck her again," she said, as she rubbed her palm against her tender pussy. "But next time you need a little cougar action, you know where to come."