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"Mom, are you comfortable?"
Finally entering my mother's tight pussy, the swelling I've endured all day finds some relief. I don't rush to thrust; instead, I lean my whole body against my mother's back and gently speak into her ear.
Mom doesn't respond. She covers her mouth with her hand, trying to control herself from making any sound. Right now, all she wants is to end this quickly, to escape the fate of being fucked in her pussy by her son's massive cock.
Mom never imagined that one day she would be penetrated by another man, much worse her son, in full view of everyone. This nerve-wracking sensation is far more intense than regular lovemaking. Even if she's unwilling to admit it, the fact is that she's already soaked, drenched in desire...
Seeing my mother's silence, I clench my buttocks, causing my cock to become even harder, stretching her already widened passage.
"Mmm..." My mother tenses up, pressing her hand tightly against her mouth, enduring the urge to moan.
'Once again, how is he so big... This familiar tearing pain...'
'Perhaps it's twice the size of my husband's...'
'No, maybe even more… it's been so long, I can't even remember the last time with my husband...'
These chaotic thoughts run through my mother's mind, making her inner turmoil escalate.
But my mother still hasn't answered my question, so I decide to be more forceful.
I spread my legs apart, trapping my mother's legs in between. Then, gripping her waist, I forcefully push down while lifting my hips. The massive cock that was already buried to the hilt manages to penetrate even deeper, as if I want to push my testicles in as well.
"Oh... mmm..." With this move, my mother can no longer hold on. Her body tenses uncontrollably, her hand covering her mouth, and her pretty face distorts from the pressure of her nails digging into her cheeks. It's clear how much she's enduring at this moment.
"Are you comfortable, Mom?"
Mom is completely lost in pleasure. She has never experienced this position before. The thick head completely occupies her narrow uterus, constantly invading. If this continues, in a few more seconds, Mom feels like her uterus will be torn apart.
Mom was well aware that I was intentionally doing this. Although she didn't want to submit, right now... Her fate was completely controlled by the massive cock inside her, which, in turn, obeyed its master—the man who was embracing her delicate body, the man who had humiliated her in front of her husband and family.
It seemed like... she had no choice but to surrender, once again...
Even though that man was her own son, it wasn't the first time she had made this kind of choice, so it wasn't as difficult for her.
She had no other option...
She just had to make me ejaculate as soon as possible...
Mom also knew that bargaining was impossible in this situation, so she reluctantly said, "It's... comfortable..."
Seeing Mom in this stubborn state, her lips slightly pouting, wearing a defiant expression, I couldn't help but feel excited. This was the way I liked Mom the most.
I gently said, "Then, can I make you even more comfortable, Mom?"
Mom didn't immediately understand what I meant, but instinctively, she felt a hint of danger and quickly said, "No...!"
But this time, I didn't give Mom any chance to react. Holding her slender waist, I lifted Mom's entire body, temporarily separating the massive cock from her honeyed cavern. When only the tip remained inside, I pressed down heavily, once again burying it completely. Despite the barrier of clothing, the forceful impact still produced a muffled sound. Thankfully, we were on the highway at the moment, and the noise of the car masked the sound of this intense collision.
"Ah... Mmm..." Mom struggled to endure the moans, enough to drive someone insane. Her voice, as delicate and captivating as a cat's, restrained intentionally, became plaintive and seductive, sounding even more lascivious.
That single sound completely drove me to madness. Grandpa, grandma, or even dad, none of them mattered. Right now, all I wanted was to vigorously play with Mom's body in my arms.
I didn't pause anymore. After the first thrust, the second one followed immediately. Holding Mom's light and delicate frame, I thrust in and out like playing with a toy. Mom was like an oversized masturbator cup, her honeyed passage enveloping the cock, passively performing the task of providing pleasure.
"Mmm... Mmm... Mmm... Oh... Mmm..." Mom involuntarily emitted soft moans, even though she had covered her mouth with her hand. The embarrassing sounds continued to escape, particularly noticeable at her swan-like neck.
This must be what it sounds like when she says "Mmm" with her throat...
Mom's voice was already sweet and crisp, and now, the delicate sounds emanating from her throat as she struggled to hold back were incredibly tantalizing. It made my blood boil even more.
I increased the pace. Mom's body felt weightless to me, requiring little effort to lift. The more I thrust, the more pleasure and excitement I felt, as if I had complete control over Mom.
"Ha... Mmm... Ah... Mmm... Mmm... Mmm..."
While I was enjoying myself, Mom was struggling immensely.
In this new position, all Mom could think about was one word: deep.
It was penetrating too deeply. Normally having sex with me already pushed her to the limit of what she could endure. Add to that the environment and this position, and Mom was exerting all her strength to suppress the pleasure coursing through her body. Her pretty face turned unusually flushed, as if blood would drip from it.
If it were just the two of us, Mom might not have been so fragile. But in this situation, the suffocating sensation caused by suppressing her gasps made her mind go blank. Her once captivating gaze gradually lost focus, her mental state crumbling. Only one image flashed repeatedly in her mind: the image of her son's massive cock thrusting into her tight and wet pussy.
"Mmm... Uh-uh... Mmm..." The moans persisted. In a daze, Mom glanced at the rearview mirror, where Dad was focused on driving. Her vacant eyes finally regained some clarity.
'Husband, I'm sorry...'
'I'm being toyed with by another man...'
'He's our son, and I can't resist him...'
Mom was filled with guilt at this moment.
The man driving ahead is the person my Mom loves the most. She should have given everything to him, but now she is being shamelessly violated by another man. She feels like an accomplice, going along with me, enduring the sounds of pleasure just to avoid being discovered.
What's the difference between this and actively participating in an affair?
Mom really wants to stop this absurd drama, but the reality is that she is completely powerless.
My mom has no control over her body; she was completely manipulated by the man behind her, me, her son. She stands up when I tell her to, and she sit down when I command. And pussy acts like a traitor, shamelessly embracing my dark and thick cock in its pink folds, continuously releasing lascivious fluids.
However, although all of that is valid and just… this… it's just so exciting and pleasurable, she can't contain myself.
My mom doesn't affect my thoughts. The hand that was originally around her waist now grabs onto those plump buttocks. The exceptionally round and curvaceous flesh replaces the slender waist, held firmly by my large hands, causing my mom's delicate body to sway up and down.
Naturally, my gaze falls upon the slightly opened tender entrance, so pink, so clean and completely wrinkle-free. I can't help but use my thumb to press against the tiny aperture.
"Hmm... ah..."
My mom's response to the anal invasion is even stronger than I imagined. Her entire body tenses up, her buttocks clenching tightly, enveloping my finger. If it were a penis, it would probably be crushed by the pressure.
While thrusting, I rhythmically press down on the shy bud. Each time I press, my mom tightens her muscles, including her moist and tight vagina. The sensation, even tighter than usual, makes me ecstatic, and I enjoy it even more.
"Mmm... uh... hmm... ah... mmm..."
My poor mom, her anus is one of her sensitive spots. The spasms and contractions make it even harder for her to withstand the impact of my penis. She desperately resists the intense pleasure, and unnoticed tears well up in the corners of her eyes—perhaps a mix of happiness and pain.
Combined with her flushed face, this pitiful and humiliated appearance makes my throbbing cock grow even larger. If we weren't in a car, surrounded by so many people, I would have forcefully taken my mom long ago. I wouldn't be so careful and cautious, afraid of making any noise.
It's been so long and I don't feel the urge to climax at all. If things continue like this, I doubt I'll be able to reach the destination before I ejaculate.
Instead of this, why not play something more exciting?
I press my mom's perky buttocks firmly against my erect cock, pausing my thrusts. I lean over her beautiful back and whisper in her ear, "Mom, move yourself."
At first, she doesn't understand why I've stopped, but upon hearing my words, she realizes that I'm up to something mischievous. Without even thinking, she hurriedly shakes her head.
I smile faintly, fully expecting my mom's reaction. However, I have ways to make her surrender.
I quickly extend my hands, slipping them under her top and skillfully sliding into her bra, encountering a smooth and slippery sensation.
My mom is unable to stop me in time, and by the time she reacts, I already have her pair of beautiful breasts in my hands, playing with them.
"Move by yourself." I repeat my command a bit heavily, my fingers pinching her two cherry-like nipples, applying gentle pressure.
"Mmm..." An uncontrollable, tingling moan escapes her lips. Her already rosy cheeks instantly turn fiery red. My mom never expected herself to make such enticing sounds.
Cautiously glancing at her husband who's driving, my mom sadly turns her head, her watery eyes filled with pleading.
"Xiaofeng... please don't do this..."
It's that same look again, almost melting my heart.
Suppressing my wild instincts, I grip her nipples even tighter and, in a commanding tone, say, "Do it!"
Confronted by my slightly fierce gaze, my mom knows I won't give up until I achieve my goal.
(Mom's POV)
As my son's rude commands force me to comply and be toyed with right next to my husband, a sense of injustice overwhelms me, and I almost lose control and burst into tears.
But as I feel the hot and rigid shaft inside me, a familiar pleasure involuntarily emerges, causing me to involuntarily squirm.
Raising my perky buttocks slightly, I slowly lower myself when only half of the shaft remains inside me.
Is this what it feels like to move on my own...
My husband has never demanded this of me before...
It feels so debasing...
Yet, there's an indescribable pleasure...
I don't even know if my current actions are under my control or if my body is betraying me and acting on its own accord. All I know is that I can't stop now.
It's a strange sensation, my mind goes blank, and my body moves up and down on its own accord. My tight passage shamelessly engulfs the shaft, as if having multiple personalities. My body is momentarily controlled by another persona, while the dominant persona can only passively enjoy.
One thrust... two thrusts...
(Li Feng's POV)
Under my excited gaze, my mom covers her mouth with one hand and supports herself with the front seat, while her exceptionally round buttocks sway up and down.
Excluding the drunken incident, this is probably the first time my mom has "initiated," albeit under my coercion. But isn't this what men like? Making a woman who was once unattainable succumb to their unreasonable demands. It's a psychological satisfaction that no one can resist.
As I gently caress my mom's beautiful breasts, I say, "Mom, you're amazing."
Mother did not respond, swaying her raised hips on her own.
Though it is degrading, I have to admit that it's somewhat better this way. The rhythm is under my control, preventing me from coming.
I took out my phone and recorded a short video, as well as took a few pictures. Only then did I fully immerse myself in the enjoyment.
With narrowed eyes, I observed the movements of other people in the car while experiencing the pleasure brought by my mother's tight, mature pussy.
Even after giving birth to two children, it remains so tight that it almost hurts my cock. Fortunately, there is lubrication from the arousal, which feels much better than using my hand.
However, this position is difficult to maintain. The car interior is cramped, and my mother quickly ran out of energy after only a couple of minutes. She turned her head and said, "I'm tired..."
Looking at my mother's pitiful appearance, even though I want to let her go, who can resist the sensation of her slippery vagina tightly gripping my cock?
"Let me take over."
Before my mother could react, I freed up one hand and embraced her waist, lifting and thrusting her body up and down. My hips also started to exert force, coordinating with the thrusts.
"Don't... Mmm... Mmm..."
My mother instinctively resisted, but then she stopped speaking. She knew that saying anything was futile; she couldn't stop the beast behind her and could only choose to endure everything herself.
This time, I used a lot of strength. Although the range of thrusts was limited by the space, each one heavily pounded deep into her womb. One hand also ravaged her perky breasts, which, if visible through her clothes, would reveal the pristine flesh adorned with scratches. This might bring some pain to my mother, but her increasingly slippery pussy and the pink blush spreading to her neck prove how excited her body is.
My mother's delicate fingers gripped the front seat fiercely. Due to the excessive force, the knuckles had turned completely white, and her face was contorted by her own hand. Although her voice had indeed become much quieter, the pleasure in her body grew increasingly intense.
Sensing my mother's change, I knew she was nearing orgasm and gradually increased the speed of my thrusts.
My mother's gaze gradually became hazy, and her moans, filled with a mix of tears and pleading, made my blood boil. Ignoring everything else, I only wanted to play roughly with the seductive beauty in my arms.
My mother's delicate body swayed uncontrollably in my embrace, like a small leaf in the vast ocean, pitiful and helpless, appearing so fragile.
"Mother, do you feel good?"
Mother remained silent but tensed her body with all her strength, reaching her limit.
I pinched her erect nipples while greedily grabbing her soft breasts, teasing her most sensitive areas without restraint.
"If you can't hold back, then there's no need to." I said once again.
"Mmm... No... Mmm..." Mother's consciousness was already blurry, barely holding onto the last shreds of her dignity.
"Enjoy your orgasm to the fullest." I exhaled hot breath into my mother's ear, sticking out my tongue to lightly lick her fair earlobe.
A sudden surge of electric-like stimulation spread throughout Mother's body, and she could no longer hold on. Her body trembled uncontrollably, convulsing.
"Mmm~..." With a muffled moan, the climax finally arrived. Mother's shoulders jerked as if electrified, her beautiful back arched and straightened multiple times before gradually relaxing. Her lower body released a copious amount of love juices, wetting the seat.
I cooperatively paused my thrusts, taking a moment to inhale the natural scent emitted by Mother's elevated body temperature, observing her post-orgasmic response.
Mother remained stiff for a while before finally relaxing, her body devoid of any strength. Her hand, which covered her mouth, fell down, revealing her hidden red lips. She breathed heavily, her lips opening and closing. Her beautiful eyes that were constantly monitoring the movements inside the car slowly drooped, bringing the curtain down on this debauched encounter.
If viewed from the front, Mother seemed to be sinking slowly. Starting from her neck, she gradually slid downward—chin, mouth, nose, eyes, forehead. Little by little, disappearing from sight, as if descending into an endless abyss...