Marissa can't wait for her son to get home from college, and gives him a blowjob in the foyer as soon as he comes through the door. After making him a sandwich, he takes a shower, and they fuck in his bedroom until they're surprised by his father arriving home from work.
Darren opened the door to his parents’ house... tossed his rucksack on the floor in the foyer... and called out to his mother that he was home... then braced himself for her traditional “welcome home” onslaught.
He had just driven three hours from Vanderbilt University back to his home in Memphis after finishing his final exam to close out his second semester in college. He figured he’d spend the summer relaxing a bit... maybe even get a part-time job... before heading back for the start of his sophomore year the following autumn.
His mother... Marissa... poked her head out of the kitchen when she heard her son’s voice. With a loud squeal, and a huge smile on her face... she flew down the hall in his direction... launching herself into his arms... as usual... while Darren stood by the front door in the foyer, chuckling.
Marissa wrapped her son up in a big hug... kissing his neck and face all over, while Darren stood there and grinned... letting her enjoy the moment... as she celebrated his return from school in her typical, yet unique way that only she could pull off.
Darren was a big guy... about 6’ tall, with broad shoulders and a fit, muscular build... and his mother was only about 5’4”... kind of slender, but with an incredibly nice body for someone in her mid-forties... including large, D-cup breasts that she pressed into his chest, as she draped herself all over him. He held her off the ground and laughed, as she wiggled around in his arms... smooching and hugging his neck until her ‘welcome home’ blitz had finally run its course.
Once she’d settled down, Marissa grinned up at her son’s smiling face, and exclaimed, “Oh, honey... you finally made it home... I’ve been waiting all day for you to get here...”
As Darren released her from their initial embrace, his mother started rambling on for a few moments... asking question after question, without really waiting for an answer.
“How was the drive home?... Any problems with the car?... How’d you do this semester?... Are you hungry?”
He laughed, and said, “Everything’s fine, mom... how’re you?”
Marissa took a deep breath, said, “Really great, now that you’re back home”.... then she reached between his legs... grabbed the bulge in his pants, gave it a squeeze, and added, “But holy shit, Darren... you have no idea how much I’ve missed this!”
Darren chuckled again, as his mother massaged the shaft of his dick through his jeans for a moment... running her fingers along the firm, oblong outline of his cock... then, knelt down in front of him and kissed the head of his prick through his pants, as she began to work the buckle on his belt.
Smiling up at him with a lascivious grin on her face, Marissa unbuckled her son’s belt and pulled his zipper down... then yanked his trousers down to his knees... allowing Darren’s cock to spring free in front of her face... the round, bulbous head slapping against her cheek... as his long, dangling schlong swung lazily back and forth between his thighs.
Marissa let her eyes drift down to the already semi-hard boner in front of her... then, staring at it greedily, she wrapped one hand around the thick, veiny shaft... while using her other hand to gently massage Darren’s fleshy nutsack... mumbling to herself about how great it felt to have her son’s beautiful cock in her hands again.
With her eyes locked onto his stiffening hard-on, Marissa began pumping her son’s impressive prick... running her hand from the engorged base... up to the wide, mushroom-shaped head... and back again... over and over and over... as she leaned forward and used her tongue to lick up and down his growing shaft... then smothered the quivering tip with tiny little kisses.
Marissa glanced up at the appreciative grin on her son’s face, then back down at his expanding erection... and, giggling to herself... sucked the red, rubbery tip into her mouth.
With Darren’s stiffening pole sliding in and out of her mouth, his mother smiled up at her son while bobbing her head back and forth on his swollen penis... sucking and flicking the ridge around the tip with her tongue... as his throbbing hard-on bounced against the back of her throat.
Darren stood with his eyes closed, and his hands on his hips... gently thrusting his hips into his mother’s bobbing head.
It didn’t take long before he suddenly caught his breath... grabbed her head with both hands... then rocked his hips... and let out a raspy, guttural moan... as he blasted rope after rope of hot, creamy splooge into his mother’s open mouth.
“Oh, fuck... oh, fuck... yeah... just like that... keep going... keep go........ awwwwww fuuuuuccckkkkk... holy shit, mom... you give the best ‘welcome home’ blowjobs in the world!”
Marissa giggled, as she continued sucking on Darren’s erupting cock and stroking his rigid shaft... until he finally finished cumming, and released her head from his grip.
Still smiling, Marissa used her mouth and lips to clean off her son’s slimy prick... while pulling out the last few drops of cum with her hand... then licking them off the tip of his boner with her tongue.
When she was done, she playfully slapped his still-hard erection, and watched it sway back and forth between his legs, muttering, “Holy shit, Darren... what an absolutely incredible cock... and you’re always so fucking hard... my God, I’ve missed this...”, as she tucked it back into his pants and pulled up his zipper.
She stood up... gave him a quick kiss on the lips... then patted the lump in his pants, and asked, “So... are you hungry? I can make you a sandwich to tide you over until dinner when your father gets home.”
Darren said, “Yeah... a sandwich sounds good”, as he leaned down to grab his rucksack from the floor in the entranceway.
Marissa nodded at the rucksack in his hand, and said, “Go ahead and toss your dirty clothes in the laundry room... I’ll throw in a load after dinner.”
Darren laughed and said, “How do you know I have dirty clothes in here?”
His mother chuckled, and said, “You always bring a bunch of dirty clothes home with you”, then she grinned at him and added, “Besides, I can smell them, honey... this is not my first rodeo.”
While Darren tossed his rucksack into the laundry room, Marissa went into the kitchen and pulled stuff out of the cupboard and refrigerator to make him a sandwich. As she worked at the counter, her son joined her in the kitchen... grabbed a soda from the fridge... then sat at the dinette table watching her work.
Darren couldn’t help but check out his mom’s ass as he sat behind her at the table... and her breasts were so large and pendulous, he could even see some side boob stretching out her skin-tight crop-top, as he looked her up and down from across the kitchen. He smiled to himself, thinking about how lucky he was to have a MILF for a mother... who actually enjoyed sucking and fucking her son’s cock every chance she got.
As she laid out the bread and began making his sandwich, Marissa smiled at him and asked, “So, are you seeing anyone up at college?”
He chuckled, and said, “Well, a weird situation kind of popped up recently.”
“Oh, really... what was it?”
“Well... about a couple of weeks after the semester started, my roommate’s girlfriend was in our dorm room waiting for him to get back from his biology lab. She was horny and bored... and she ended up giving me a blowjob before he got back to the room.”
Marissa paused what she was doing, looked over at her son, and asked, “Holy shit, hon... so, what happened?”
“Well... nothing, really. My roommate never found out, or anything... but now, every time she’s in our room while he’s still at class, or at his job in the Student Union, she wants to give me a blowjob or have a quick fuck before he gets back to the room.”
Marissa laughed as she finished making the sandwich, and said, “So... is that good or bad?”
Darren grinned, and said, “Well, she’s beautiful... has a really nice pussy... and gives incredible blowjobs... so, I’m gonna go with ‘good’...”
His mother laughed, as she put the sandwich on a plate, brought it over to the kitchen table, and said, “So... anyone else besides your roommate’s girlfriend?”
As she placed the plate in front of her son, he said, “Yeah, a few... one in particular... she’s in my Economics 101 class... she really likes to fuck, so whenever we go out, that’s really all we do. She’s pretty cool, too... has a really nice body... great tits.”
Marissa grinned... pulled the elastic, low-cut neckline of her thin crop-top down past her left breast... allowing her ample boob to pop out and sway back and forth in front of Darren’s face... then, playfully asked, “Better than mine?”
Darren laughed, grabbed her exposed tit with one hand, and pulled it toward his mouth so he could suck his mother’s stiff nipple into his mouth... murmuring around it, “Of course not, mom... you still have the greatest tits I’ve ever seen... and your nipples... my God, they’re incredible!”
Marissa giggled at the compliment, then teasingly pulled her nipple out of his mouth... chuckling at the disappointed look on his face when she did.
Darren’s eyes tracked her naked, wobbling boob and long, taut nipple as his mother sat down at the dinette table next to him... her naked breast still hanging out of her top... and watched him enjoy the sandwich she’d made for him.
They continued chatting about his previous semester for a while, including menial stuff... like classwork, professors, dating, and cafeteria food... then, when Darren was done eating... she stood up and reached for the empty plate on the table in front of him.
Before taking it to the sink, she stood by the table for a moment... and, grinning mischievously... she took her still uncovered breast in her free hand... squeezed the soft, boob flesh until her thick, throbbing nipple was sticking out like an eraser on the end of a pencil... then nudged it against her son’s lips. He happily sucked it into his mouth... teasing and flicking it with his tongue... before she giggled, pulled it back out with a ‘plop’, then took his empty plate over to the sink.
As she cleared the kitchen table and put away the remnants of the sandwich stuff on the counter, she said, “You might want to head upstairs to take a shower and clean up... your father should be home in about an hour, and I’ll start dinner then.”
Smiling at his mother’s teasing antics, and slowly shaking his head, Darren got up from the table and trudged up the stairs to take a shower... unconsciously adjusting his dick through his jeans... and thinking to himself that coming home was one of his favorite parts of being away at college.
A few minutes later, Marissa decided to throw his dirty clothes into the washer right away, rather than waiting until after dinner, and headed upstairs to grab her son’s clothes that he’d been wearing to add to the load.
She slipped quietly into the bathroom... grabbed his discarded clothes from the floor... then glanced over and saw her son standing beneath the warm spray of the water through the glass walls of the shower stall.
She simply stopped for a moment... and gazed admiringly.
Smiling to herself, she stood and watched her son’s semi-hard dick jiggling around between his legs... the long, thick rod sticking out from his hips... with a slight bend to the shaft... and the wide, bulbous head pointing at the shower floor in front of him... as he stood with his eyes closed, vigorously rubbing shampoo through his dark, curly hair.
With a sense of déjà vu... and a grin pulling at the corners of her mouth... Marissa realized that this situation was reminiscent of the first time she’d discovered her son’s incredible cock, back when he was a senior in high school.
He’d come home after wrestling practice, and was taking a shower in his bathroom... much like he was at the moment. She’d snuck in to get his dirty clothes for a load of wash, and caught sight of him through the glass shower stall... stroking his surprisingly big hard-on... moaning and rocking his hips into his pumping fist... as he jerked himself closer and closer to an orgasm.
She’d been so mesmerized... and aroused... that she’d just stood and watched... until he’d let out a loud, raspy grunt... and blasted a massive load of cum all over the tiled wall in front of him.
She couldn’t believe how erotic it had been... nor how aroused she’d become... his huge, thick hard-on sliding back and forth in his pumping fist... and then spewing stream after stream of creamy, white spunk almost two feet, until it splattered onto the wall in front of him. She’d barely been able to stand up, as she’d reached underneath her sundress, and rubbed her incredibly wet pussy through her panties.
Her grin grew, as she remembered how startled Darren had been when she joined him in the shower, although he’d quickly and enthusiastically embraced the situation.
She’d knelt down in front of him, and sucked his spent prick until it was fully erect again... which hadn’t taken any time at all... then he’d fucked her from behind, while she stood under the warm spray from the shower head... bent over... with her legs spread, and her hands on the wall for support... her heavy, pendulous tits slapping into each other... over and over... making loud, wet clapping sounds as they flailed around beneath her.
After that time in the shower, Marissa had awakened her son with a handjob or blowjob every morning after her husband left for the office. They usually fucked at least once after Darren got home from school, too... finishing up just in time for her to prepare dinner for the family by the time her husband pulled into the driveway after driving home from work.
With the memory of that first time dancing around in her head... and seeing Darren’s near-boner slapping against his thighs in front of her... Marissa realized she was getting incredibly horny again... even more than usual.
She casually ran one hand up inside her thin, stretchy crop-top... squeezing her soft, pillowy breasts, and roughly tweaking her stiffening nipples... while using her other hand to rub between her legs... gently caressing her quivering vulva through her yoga pants.
She wasn’t really surprised to find that her pussy was already wet... between sucking her son’s cock in the foyer, and him teasing her nipple in the kitchen... and now, seeing his impressive semi bouncing around in the shower... her entire body was deliciously titillated, and tingling with arousal.
With a final appreciative glance at her son’s dangling prick, and a salacious grin on her face, she slipped back out of the bathroom, while Darren finished rinsing off in the shower.
A few minutes later Darren walked out of the bathroom and sauntered... naked... into his bedroom... briskly drying his tousled mop of hair with a towel as he went... causing his thick, floppy dick to jiggle around between his legs... as he made his way out of the bathroom.
When he got to his bedroom, he stopped suddenly... an appreciative grin spreading across his face, as he saw his mother lounging on his bed... completely naked.
She was sitting in the middle of the mattress... her hands propped behind her for support... with her legs spread apart... her shaved pussy exposed between her thighs... and her heavy, pendulous breasts swaying gently back and forth in front of her.
Darren draped the towel he’d been using around his neck, and held onto both ends of it, as he rested a hip against the bedroom door frame and savored his mother’s ravishingly naked body... his eyes darting back and forth between her ample, jiggling boobs and her plump, glistening vagina. He didn’t have to look to know that his cock had automatically begun to stiffen between his legs.
Smiling invitingly, Marissa let her eyes roam up and down her son’s impressive physique... the broad shoulders, the narrow hips, the roguish smile... eventually coming to rest on his growing boner.
With her eyes locked onto his nearly erect hard-on, she reached between her legs and used one hand to spread her moist pussy lips apart, then slipped two fingers inside her wet pussy... enjoying the look on her son’s face as he watched her finger and play with herself.
After a moment, or two, she used that hand to find her engorged clit with her fingers... fervidly rubbing the pulsating nub back and forth... while using her other hand to gently squeeze one of her soft, fleshy boobs.
Completely hypnotized by her son’s growing hard-on... Marissa continued fondling her tits and flicking her swollen clitoris... occasionally pulling on one of her rock-hard nipples... as an imminent orgasm began to blossom between her legs. She found it incredibly arousing to watch her son’s dick become fully erect just from him watching her naked body and probing fingers.
Marissa suddenly caught her breath... then, closed her eyes and let out a keening moan... as an intense, tingly climax erupted between her legs, and coursed through her entire body.
She mumbled, “Oh, fuck... oh, fuck... oh, fuck.... ooohhhhhhh, fuuuuccckkk.... that feels amazing...”
After enjoying her warm, sensuous orgasm, Marissa opened her eyes, and looked at her son’s raging boner... then glanced up at his face, and asked, “So.... are you ready for a proper ‘Welcome Home’ fuck?”
Darren laughed, and said, “Are you kidding? I thought you’d never ask...”, then with an appreciative grin, he added, “You know... the girls at school are fun, but none of them can hold a candle to you, mom.”
He dropped his towel, then walked across the room toward the bed... his rigid pole sticking straight out from his hips, and bouncing around in front of him as he went.
Marissa’s eyes tracked her son’s pulsating prick as he approached... anticipating that he’d climb onto the bed... crouch in between her spread legs... and immediately shove his straining cock into her dripping wet pussy... which she desperately wanted him to do.
Instead, he surprised her when he crossed the room... his steely rod swaying back and forth with every step... but, rather than climbing onto the bed, he grabbed her thighs and pulled her to the edge of the mattress... pushed her legs apart... then knelt down, and shoved his face into his mother’s glistening vagina.
Marissa giggled, and said, “Wait... w-what... what are you doing, hon?”
Darren didn’t answer, he just began running his tongue up and down the sloppy wet gash between his mother’s pussy lips... then slid two fingers into her dripping wet cunt, while finding her engorged nub with his lips and tongue.
“Oh, shit... what... wait... oh, damn, that feels good... goddamn, hon... I didn’t know you could do that... oh, yeah... keep going... yeah, just like that... oh, my God... yeah... keep going...”
While her son flicked her clitoris, and finger-blasted her pussy, Marissa grabbed the back of his head and rocked her hips... pulling him hard into her totally drenched snatch... and grinding her distended clit against his warm, wet tongue... until an explosive, leg-shaking orgasm racked her entire body.
“Oh, fuck, that feels incredible... yeah... right there... right there... oh, my God... oh, my God... oh, fuck.... that feels so fucking good...”
After reveling in her intense climax for a few minutes, Marissa propped herself up on her elbows, and looked down at her son’s face... smiling up at her from between her legs... his cheeks and chin smeared with pussy juices from her recent orgasm.
“For fuck sake, hon... that was fantastic... where’d you learn how to do that?”
Wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, Darren chuckled, and said, “That girl from my Economics class... she really likes to have her pussy eaten out... so, she taught me how to do it.”
Marissa laughed, and said, “Well... she gets an A+ for teaching you that... holy shit, that took my breath away!”, then she giggled, and added, “Holy shit, hon... look at my legs... they won’t stop trembling...”
Darren got up from his knees... stood by the bed between his mother’s spread legs... and casually stroked his stiff, throbbing boner until it was harder than ever. His mother stared at it hungrily... then reached over... replaced his hand with hers... then began sliding her fingers up and down the shaft of his thick erection, mumbling, “Oh, my God, I’ve missed this... I need this inside me, hon... it’s been way too long....”
He chuckled, and said, “I think I can help with that”, as he pushed her onto her back, and crawled onto the bed... pushing her knees apart, and exposing her dripping wet snatch, trembling with anticipation.
With his eyes darting back and forth between her wobbly tits and gaping vagina, Darren grabbed the shaft of his rigid hard-on... rubbed the red, bulbous tip up and down between her glistening labia... then leaned forward and slowly shoved it inside her.
Marissa let out a whispery groan as he entered her... grabbed his ass cheeks, and pulled him hard into her snatch, muttering, “Oh, fuck yeah... shove it in there... my God, you’re so fucking huge... I can’t tell you how much I’ve been looking forward to this.”
Darren smiled as he began to rock his hips... sliding his stiff boner farther and farther into his mother’s pussy with every forward lunge... until he was balls-deep inside her sloppy wet cunt.
Marissa moaned, and muttered, “Holy shit, honey... you go so fucking deep! Yeah... just like that... fuck, yeah... slam it in there... oh, yeah... even harder... yeah, like that... damn, that feels amazing!”
Grinning at the euphoric expression on her face, Darren picked up the pace... slamming his thick, rigid pole in and out of his mother’s pussy like a piston... and watching with glazed eyes as her heavy, fleshy boobs thrashed wildly between them... slapping into her chin with every one of his powerful thrusts.
Grunting from the force of her son’s lunges, Marissa spread her legs a little farther apart, and pulled him harder into her totally sodden cunt... their bodies making loud slapping noises, as their hips smacked into each other with every stroke.
Darren moaned and grunted, as he pounded away at his mother’s pussy, while she rocked her hips to match his hammering hard-on, and muttered, “Goddamn, honey... yeah... keep going... yeah... oh, shit, that feels incredible... yeah... keep going... my God, I can’t get enough of your cock... yeah... just like that...”
It didn’t take long before Marissa suddenly arched her back... twerking her hips so that her swollen clit rubbed perfectly against her son’s thick, rigid shaft... then let out a keening wail, as another intense, overwhelming climax cascaded through her body like a warm, tingly waterfall.
Darren slowed down slightly, as his mother closed her eyes and savored her incredible, leg-shaking orgasm. After a few delicious moments, she opened her eyes again... locked her ankles around his lower back, and said, “Okay... now finish... it’s all you, honey.”
With a licentious grin on his face, Darren picked up the pace again... leaning back so he could watch her fleshy boobs thrash around between them... her thick, stiff nipples pointing straight up at the ceiling, and floating back and forth on her flailing tits like bobbins in turbulent waters. He pounded his stiff pole in and out of her totally drenched cunt... again and again and again... until he suddenly caught his breath... and blasted several streams of hot, creamy splooge all over the walls of her soaking wet cunt.
He kept pounding away between his mother’s legs... even after he’d finished cumming... until gobs of jizzm were leaking from around his pumping shaft, and trickling down the crack between her ass cheeks.
When he finally ran out of steam, he plopped himself down on top of her... both of them gasping for air, and trying desperately to catch their breath.
As they laid on the bed... moaning and mumbling about how great it felt... they suddenly heard the sound of the garage door opening. Marrisa’s eyebrows shot up, and she muttered, “Holy shit, Darren... that’s your father... what the hell time is it?”, as she looked over at the clock on her son’s night stand.
Seeing that it was much later than she thought, Marissa pushed her son off of her... watching with rapt appreciation as he pulled his still rock-hard boner out of her saturated, overflowing pussy.
Grinning and shaking her head in disbelief, she clambered off the bed, mumbling, “For fuck sake, Darren... how the hell do you young guys stay so hard all the time?”
He laughed and said, “I don’t know, mom... I guess it’s just a skill... like anything... hell, I could go again right now, if dad wasn’t home already!”
Marissa giggled, and said, “Now you’re just teasing me...”, as she jumped off the bed and scrambled out of her son’s bedroom... totally naked... so she could run into the master bedroom down the hall to clean up.
As she was leaving Darren’s bedroom, she said over her shoulder, “Go say ‘hi’ to your father... and tell him I’m taking a quick shower... I’ll get dinner started in a few minutes.”
As she stepped out into the hallway... Marissa stopped for a moment... leaned her head back into her son’s bedroom... smiled, and said, “It’s good to have you home, son.”