**”Mom’s Surprise Visit”**

I wasn’t expecting her to show up like this—unannounced, standing in my kitchen in nothing but a silk robe that barely covered her thighs. My mom had always been attractive, but tonight she was something else entirely. The robe clung to her curves, revealing just enough to make my cock twitch in my jeans.

“You’re home early,” she said, her voice lower than usual. She walked toward me, hips swaying, and I could see the outline of her nipples pressing against the thin fabric. My throat went dry.

“Yeah, work let out early,” I managed, trying not to stare. But it was impossible. She stopped inches from me, her scent wrapping around me—something sweet and musky, like arousal.

Then her fingers were on my belt, tugging. “You’ve been looking at me differently lately,” she murmured, her breath hot against my ear. “Like you want something you shouldn’t.”

I was hard instantly, my cock straining against my zipper. “Mom—”

“Shh.” She undid my jeans, letting them drop to the floor before wrapping her hand around my shaft. “Let’s not pretend tonight.” Her grip was firm, sliding up and down, twisting just under the head. I groaned, my hips jerking into her touch.

Before I could think, she was on her knees, taking me into her mouth. Her lips stretched around my cock, her tongue swirling as she sucked me deep. I tangled my fingers in her hair, fighting the urge to fuck her face. She moaned around me, her eyes locked on mine as she bobbed, drool dripping down my shaft.

“Fuck, Mom,” I growled, my balls tightening.

She pulled off with a wet pop. “Not yet,” she whispered, standing up and turning around. She bent over the kitchen counter, pushing her ass toward me. The robe fell open, revealing her bare cheeks—pale, round, perfect. “I’ve been thinking about this all day.”

My fingers dug into her hips as I lined my cock up with her pussy. She was already wet, her folds glistening. But then she reached back, moving my cock lower. “Not there,” she breathed. “I want you in my ass.”

I froze. “Seriously?”

She wiggled her hips. “I’ve done it before. Just go slow.”

I spit into my hand, slicking my cock before pressing against her tight hole. She clenched at the first touch, but then relaxed, pushing back against me. I groaned as the head popped past her rim, her ass gripping me like a vise. “Jesus, Mom, you’re so fucking tight.”

She whimpered, gripping the counter as I pushed deeper, inch by inch. The heat was unreal, her walls squeezing me as I bottomed out. I gave her a second to adjust before pulling back, then thrusting in hard.

“Fuck!” she cried, her back arching. “Oh God, baby, just like that.”

I fucked her ass in slow, deep strokes, watching her cheeks jiggle with every thrust. Her pussy was dripping, her clit swollen. She reached between her legs, rubbing circles as I picked up speed.

“You like taking my cock in your ass?” I grunted, slamming into her harder.

“Yes, fuck yes,” she moaned. “Don’t stop—oh God, I’m gonna cum!”

Her whole body shook as she came, her ass clamping down on me. I lost it then, grabbing her hips and pounding into her until my balls tightened. With a deep groan, I buried myself inside her, unloading thick ropes of cum into her ass.

She collapsed forward, panting. I pulled out slowly, watching my cum leak from her loosened hole.

She turned her head, smirking. “Next time, we’re doing this in my bed.”