Their Passion

Tommy continued to piston his rampant erection in and out of his mother's very welcoming pussy with strokes so powerful that the strong wooden desk creaked loudly. He thought, I'm actually fucking my own hot to trot mother! I swear, if I die and feel the greatest eternal bliss in Heaven, it could only be a come down from this! Well, unless Heaven is eternally fucking Mom! Heh!

Her pussy gripped tightly to every inch of his thick manhood as it continued to plow relentlessly into her. Her arms were now wrapped around his neck, her nails dug painfully into his flesh, and her face was contorted in absolute pleasure.

Even with her eyes squeezed tightly shut and her mouth continuously moaning and groaning in between her screams of ecstasy, she looked stunning. Her long black hair still fanned out across the tabletop, her big, heavy tits shook from each of his ruthless thrusts into her body, and her legs were locked tightly around him like she was an octopus. She was trying to pull his thickness even deeper into her.

"OH FUCK! TOMMY! OH FUCK! FUCK ME, BABY! FUCK MY PUSSY GOOD, YOU

MOTHERFUCKER, MOTHERFUCKING! UGH! HNNG!" She screamed at the top of her lungs nearly non-stop as his dick continued its assault. She'd never been particularly vocal during sex before, but then again she'd never been fucked by her son before.

It occurred to her that he'd promised she'd be screaming his name before the night was over. She had a good laugh at that, but not for long, because his continuous impaling forced her to scream some more. Mindful of his boastful prediction, she yelled, "TOMMY! TOMMY! TOMMY, you're fucking me!"

"Oh Mom! Fuck! Fuck yeah!" was all he could manage to grunt out in response. She was doing enough screaming for both of them. His face looked increasingly pained, but there was no doubt he was feeling indescribable pleasure.

"Come on baby! UGH! Fuck me HARD, Tommy! OH I LOVE YOUR DICK! FUCK, I FEEL SO

FUCKING GOOD! SOOO FUCKING FUUUUULL!" She was thrusting her hips upwards to meet his thrusts with equal force, doubling their pleasure.

He slammed even harder back into her, driving her against the desktop with a loud crack. The desk shifted and creaked with strain. He thought the thing might seriously fall apart before they were done because of how hard they were fucking each other. There was definitely no finesse or tenderness in what they were doing right now, just pure animal fucking.

"Your pussy's so fucking tight! Fuck!" he grunted between sharp breaths. Even though his dick slammed in and out of her smoothly, he just couldn't believe how tight she was, and how her pussy actively gripped his dick like a vice, trying to milk his dick for more cum.

"OH FUCK BABY, YEAH! NAIL ME TO THE FUCKING DESK, TOMMY! FUCK ME! UH! OH!"

She continued to scratch at his neck as she screamed with all her might.

Their pace hadn't slowed for a second, and they had been fucking harder and faster each minute for what seemed like forever, but must have really only been five minutes at the most. He knew that the fact he'd climaxed twice recently was helping his endurance, but even so, this fuck was simply too fucking hot and he wasn't going to last much longer.

She suddenly opened her eyes to stare lustfully into his, and then she took her arms from around his neck and raised them above her head to grip onto the edge of the desk tightly. "Come on, Tommy, fuck me! Fuck your hot mom for all she's worth! UGH! You MOTHER! Fuckin' FUCKER! Make me

fucking gush and cum all over your big, hard COCK LOG!" She growled at him like an angry animal.

He tried to smile as he sweated with the effort of how hard he was driving his dick into her. He was still trying to pace himself so he wouldn't cum too soon, but as she continued to growl at him so sexily and passionately, he knew it was a battle he would lose very soon. He slammed even harder into her. The more she screamed and moaned, the harder he rammed his cock into her, and the harder he fucked her, the louder she cried in orgasmic ecstasy.

"OOOOH YEAH! Oh, yeah! UGH! UGH! Tommy baby, my baby boy, fuck your mother good! Oooooaaaaaiiiiieeee!" She screamed without restraint as his nine inches slammed home again and again. "Come on baby! We shouldn't be fucking doing this, so you'd better make it worth it!

HNNNGG! I'm soooo baaaaad! OH! Letting my own son fuck me, and on my hubby's desk too! UH! So good to be bad! UGH! Yeah! OH! Oh! Yeah! MORE! I need MORE of your COCK LOG!"

Her voice rose up and down with surprise, like every new thrust astounded her. There was no acting in that.

He tried as hard as he could to fuck her faster and deeper as she continued to talk dirty to him, but he was already fucking her as hard as he could. Their breathing came in short, heavy pants: his because of the effort of continuous fucking, and hers because each time he slammed his dick back into her, he drove all of the air out of her lungs.

His dick continued to mercilessly ravage her as she threw her head around and desperately clutched him. Sometimes though she would pull back a bit like she was going to fall back to the desk, and then her tits swung around wildly, like a plate of Jell-O being shaken back and forth.

Eventually, he needed to cum immediately, or slow down and catch his breath a little bit. He chose to do the latter, because he was still afraid she'd "wake up" and go back to being the same non-incestuous mother he'd always known. He kept thrusting in and out, but at a lower key and slower pace for a while.

After she caught her breath thanks to the change of pace, she was able to talk more freely. She pretended regret. "Oh baby you know this is soooo wrong, I think you should..."

He started thrusting more vigorously, hoping he could fuck her worries right out of her.

She panted, "Maybe you should... Son, we can't... OH!... Maybe... OH FUCK! Baby, you should...Oh, you should..." She paused for dramatic effect, and then shrieked at the top of her lungs, "KEEP FUCKING ME! OH! YEAH! YEEEAAHH! OH! HNNGG!"

He snorted with laughter. Then he grinned down at her flushed face as they shared a knowing, amused look. It finally dawned on him that she'd just been teasing him with her supposed doubts. Even though he still needed to rest, he decided to "punish" her by fucking her even harder. Just looking at her achingly beautiful face, with strands of hair plastered to her skin from the copious sweat, gave him a new burst of energy. A woman with a face like that needs to be FUCKED! A LOT!

Her entire body shook with each penetrating thrust, like she was on top of a wildly bucking washing machine. Her eyes squeezed shut again and her grip tightened on the edge of the desk. The desk itself was creaking loudly, but that noise was nothing compared to his moans and groans of pleasure, and her screams of ecstasy.

All of a sudden, Tommy heard a noise at the other end of the room - it was the sound of the door opening!

Leah obviously heard it too, but when he was about to stop his thrusting, she grabbed his chin. "Don't you dare fucking stop!" she growled aggressively. "Let the whole world see our beautiful love!"

By the look in her eyes he knew she meant it, so he continued to pound her hard as the door opened and someone poked their head into the room.

"Oh! Sorry, I thought this one might be empty!" the voice said.

Tommy briefly looked towards the door, and saw a fully dressed middle-aged couple standing there, gawking. He had no idea who they were, but then again he didn't know most people at the party.

"OH FUCK! SO FUCKING BIG! SO FUCKING HOT! SOOOO FUCKING GOOD! OHH DEEPER,

BABY FUCK MEEEE! GIVE IT TO ME!" Leah screamed, obviously turned on by the fact someone was watching them fucking without knowing they were mother and son.

Tommy felt that same surge of lust fill him and renew his strength, so he began pounding her harder against the desk top. He was extremely proud to be fucking this bombshell, and he was glad at least two other people knew.

The couple didn't leave immediately, as one would have expected. No doubt, it wasn't every day a person got to see a woman as incredibly beautiful as Leah getting seriously fucked. Her hair was flying everywhere with each new thrust.

"Sorry to disturb you!" the strange man's voice finally said after half a minute or so, and then the door closed again. The chances were they wanted their own private room for sex. And since Tommy and Leah weren't recognized and hadn't shouted anything incriminating, there wasn't anything to worry about, this time.

Tommy looked down at his mother; her hips were thrusting up at him faster than before. She was more turned on than ever, and she was losing all control of herself as her next orgasm was approaching. It was obviously going to be huge.

She flung her head from side to side, and tightly shut her eyes. Her arms flailed about, looking for anything to grab a hold of. She hit a lamp and knocked it over.

As she continued to flail around thanks to her rapidly approaching orgasm, her hand hit a photo frame and it flew from the desk to land on the floor. He had previously noticed it held a picture of his mother and father hugging each other, taken while on vacation a few years ago. The symbolism of the accident was obvious, although they were too preoccupied to think about it at the moment.

As his dick pistoned rapidly in and out of her, she reached around and held his back tightly. Her fingernails dug deeply into his skin. She was hanging on for dear life. She'd never dreamed a person could feel this much physical pleasure.

She began to climax. She braced herself like she was in a car about to slam into a wall.

He felt her pussy spasm and clench so tightly that it seemed as if she would seriously crush and injure his dick, but he continued his assault anyway. He was intensifying her orgasm as it shot through her body, right down to the tips of her fingers and toes. He had to slow his thrusting before long though, because her pussy was spasmodically tightening even more.

"OH FUUUUCK!" Her scream began like that, but it finished in a long wordless cry of absolute joy.

His dick never stopped its deep and steady pounding as she convulsed underneath him, impaled lewdly on his fat dick. Her body shook so much that several times her entire body lifted from the desktop only to slam back down onto the hard desk. She hit her head hard more than once, but she didn't seem to even feel it in her torrent of ecstasy. Her nails dug as hard as they could into his back, bringing a shout of pain from him. He was grateful her fingernails weren't long at least, or she would have caused some serious bleeding instead of just scratching.

Then her back arched half a foot off the table and her head shot back with her eyes wide open. "UUUUUH! AAAAAH! Help me, God, help me! UUUUGH!" she groaned between her tightly clenched teeth.

He continued to fuck her as hard as he could, like a pistoning machine that wouldn't stop for anything.

Very slowly, she came back down to Earth again. Her back rested against the desktop, her legs loosened around his back, her fingers stopped digging into his skin, and her head came forward to look at him.

Her face was a mask of complete satisfaction and lust. She'd had the orgasm she'd craved, but she was far from finished.

She gently purred at her son as he continued to piston his dick in and out of her. He was moving slower than before, obviously weary from how much effort he had put in bringing her to orgasm, but he still kept on.

She thought, I absolutely love that he's not stopping for anything! Carl would have shot his load and given up a long time ago, but Tommy is relentlessly using me for his pleasure! His dick is completely unstoppable! There's nothing I could say or do. Begging for mercy is pointless. He's going to keep pounding my pussy to oblivion, and the only thing I can do is completely give in and love every fucking minute of it and every fucking inch he has to give me!

She couldn't believe how good she felt right at that moment, and how intense her latest orgasm had been. She had never cum that hard in her life, and to do so courtesy of her very own son made it all the better.

She knew before they'd even started fucking that it would come to this, that his fucking would completely blow her away. At some point while she'd been sucking his cock seemingly forever, she'd realized his combination of size and stamina would be utterly devastating, and she'd been right. I'm hopelessly addicted to my son's cock now. There's no going back. I belong to him, full stop! I'm his fuck slut, now and forever!

Although she was feeling as boneless as a jellyfish, she smiled at him as he continued to raggedly drive his dick back into her. She was half-dead, gasping and sweating profusely, but her own lust was already returning. She could feel every inch of him stretching her inside; reaching places she never knew existed, fucking her so completely and so thoroughly that she never wanted him to stop.

She still couldn't even believe that she managed to fit his thickness inside of her. It's like a baseball bat shoved inside me. It really is a cock LOG! Like one of those big ol' Christmas logs I can barely lift up to drop onto the fire. But now that I've grown used to the intrusion, I know I can never go back to normal penises like her husband's. Never!

She briefly imagined her pussy permanently stretched wide thanks to getting fucked by her son daily. I'll be still tight for HIM, my wonderful son, but I'll be unable to feel Carl's little prick. That is, if I ever let him fuck me again, which probably isn't going to happen. Just thinking about it makes me cringe.

Besides, I'm not about to cheat on Tommy!

Those ideas excited her so much, she would have climaxed again had it not been for the fact that her body was still reeling from her last one. She knew it was irrational, especially because Tommy had his girlfriends, but she was especially enthralled about the idea of only spreading her legs for her son.

"Oh! Mmmm!" She moaned softly as the immense feeling of her orgasm lingered even as her arousal surged with new pleasures. She felt weak as a wounded kitten, and loved that her son was still using her roughly despite her condition. "That was amaaaaazing, my sweet mother fucker!"

He smiled down at her as he continued to feed his cock into her pussy, but he was beginning to tire and

slow down. "I'm glad you like." But it took a concerted effort for him to say even that much. His breathing was very labored, and his arms were shaking with the effort to hold himself up.

Her strength began to seep back into her body a little more now, but she still felt like jelly. "You're tired baby, maybe you should stop for a while," she said as she smiled teasingly up at him. "Even a powerful, energetic motherfucker like you needs to rest sometimes."

"Not finished... fucking you yet," he said with a strained voice between labored breaths. "Not... done!"

"Baby, I never said that we were going to stop having sex," she said, and her smile deepened as he looked up at her confused. "Heavens no! Your cock belongs in my cunt tonight. All night! I said YOU should stop, not me."

He stared at her for a moment, not understanding what she was getting at.

She almost laughed at his innocence. He was so talented and knowledgeable about many sexual things, but he was still sixteen after all. "Let me explain. You're tired but I'm recovering, and we both want to carry on fucking, so you just rest. Let Mom take care of your big cock log for a while. I'm gonna to ride you until you cum deep inside me."

She felt a flutter in her stomach, and for once it wasn't wonderful sensations caused by his churning dick. She realized, I just told my son that he could cum inside me! He's not even wearing a condom! In fact, I don't have any, because no way did I ever think things would come to this. But I don't care! I might get knocked up, but I don't care! My son owns my pussy now, and it's wrong for such a strong and talented cock to ever be sheathed in latex.

These illicit thoughts turned her on even more, and she pushed herself up on her hands. She was on the pill, but she preferred not to remind herself of that fact, because it was hotter to think he had a good chance to knock her up tonight.

Tommy didn't have any condoms either, a reflection of just how low he'd considered the odds that he'd fuck his mother before the night was over. So much had changed in just a few hours. But it was a moot point, since she didn't even ask him if he had any.

He still lay on top of her with his dick buried deep within her but not moving. He was completely drained, and sweat was pouring down his face like he'd just finished playing one of his football games.

"Well, are you going to help me or are we just going to stop?" she asked him a little impatiently.

Too tired to say anything, he reached around her waist and pulled himself back so that he could stand up. Her legs were still wrapped around him and his dick was still completely imbedded in her pussy. She didn't want his wonderful tool to pull out, not even for a second.

But he hadn't realized just how exhausted he was. As he stood up straight with her in his arms, his legs buckled, causing both of them to fall backwards.

Luckily, they landed with a hard thud on the leather sofa. He wound up sitting on the sofa with her sitting on top of him. She was straddling his long dick, which had slammed hard into her as she landed fully impaled on his lap. For a moment, it really felt like it was going to slide up through her chest and come right out of her mouth, it drove into her so hard.