Eleanor couldn’t believe the size of him. Despite enough natural lubrication, he was too big and she was too tight. She hadn’t let another man inside of her in a very long time believing that no one was worthy of even being gifted this. Yet here she was, less than 12 hours after meeting this god like man, on his bed, her legs spread wide and accepting all of him while also giving all of her.
It took several attempts from both of them until Tony’s shaft settled completely inside of her. Its mere presence hitting all of her sweet spots. She couldn’t help but moan loudly at every little thrust or contraction, as Tony triggered intense pleasure in its purest form.
Tony observed the woman lying beneath him, in his grasp, enjoying his dick. Something about Eleanor made him want to completely let go, and it wasn’t just because she was his birth mother. Their chemistry was without a doubt a complete cycle. They connected beyond physical pleasures, reaching as far as mental bliss and soul peace. Their love was beyond comprehension, and both knew that.
Completely losing himself in the ecstasy, that he for sure knew to be heaven, he began thrusting faster, their bodies clashing violently. He reached to one of her tits, squeezing the nipple hardly making Eleanor’s eyes roll backwards, while his other hand was muscularly settled around her neck, holding his mother’s tiny body in place while he savagely fucked her.
It was pure, hard and sex. Continuing his plays on her, he brought his lips down to hers, crushing and biting them, their tongues exchanging saliva all the while he continued to pump powerfully into her.
“Fuck!” Tony shouted, feeling levels of pleasure that was also novel to him and trying to relish every second of it.
Eleanor knew exactly what her son was experiencing, as she herself was going through the exact same process. The intensity of their fucking was increasing with every thrust, pleasures forming from every angle and a tingly sensation spreading across their bodies. This type of immense pleasure could only be formed as a product of a violent and forbidden clash, like the war of between angels and devils.
Tony grunted heavily, body covered in pearls of sweat as he turned into a creature whose only purpose was to fuck the woman under him. He swiftly pulled out of Eleanor, smoothly turned her onto her front, face deep in the pillow as she presented her voluptuous ass to her sexual predator, ready for the vicious attacks that will continue bringing her the pleasures she never knew craved and were missing in her life. He powerfully thrust into Eleanor’s tight pussy again, relishing in how her walls wrapped snuggly around his tool, already mending to his shape for the ultimate fit. He slapped an ass cheek, causing his mother to yelp loudly, and grabbed it firmly then squeezed while he continued his attacks on her cunt.
Mere seconds after, Tony felt Eleanor travel into the land of ecstasy as she became limp, losing all control of her limbs and reaching another orgasm, this one stronger than the previous. She couldn’t help but moan loudly, egging her son on more. Tony obliged happily as he increased his pace, fucking her deeper in longer strokes.
There was no period of rest. He wouldn’t allow her cool down this time. He brought an arm around her waist, the other reaching up to her tit and squeezing tightly, playing with her nipples, before settling on her silky hair and pulling it while fucking her from behind, her ass cheeks clapping loudly against him.
Eleanor was feeling another orgasm nearing and she quickly adjusted her body to ease the process, but Tony knew exactly what his mother was attempting and stopped all motions, staying still. Only their heavy breathing could be heard, and then she groaned in frustration.
“You want it?” He asked Eleanor invitingly, which received him a stone stare from her. “Then thrust back on it, it’s here for you to take it.” Tony said smugly.
Eleanor cursed her son for the perfection he was, knowing full well she created this human, but he developed into a monster. Her will for pride was weaker than it was for the satisfaction her body desired. She didn’t wait decades for this level of pleasures only to terminate it due to her own foolishness, and so, looking straight at her son’s now hazel eyes, she pushed herself back on his iron shaft slowly, squeezing the pussy walls tightly and enjoying seeing him squirm under her.
“What’s wrong baby?” She giggled. “Something the matter?” She spoke softly.
Tony stared at Eleanor, who was his companion of the night. A warm feeling divulged his heart and head, one that he wasn’t aware was capable of sensing.
“Here, let me.” She offered, and after a brief second of contemplation Tony allowed himself to be laid on his back while his mother placed herself smoothly on top of him, her tits squashed between them, her hair tickling Tony and her face mere inches from his. She reached for his dick and after a quick gentle stroke, lined her vagina against the tip and lowered herself, moaning loudly.
“Oh my fucking god.” Tony cursed, his hands squeezing the incredible ass of his mother, a hand on each cheek and giving it the occasional powerful spanking while she rode him.
“Not so bad when a woman takes charge, huh?” She smiled gleefully at him, glaring into the gates of his soul.
This was the moment that Tony realised that he didn’t love Eleanor as a mother, but as a woman. Maybe the feeling was premature, but he knew what his heart felt, his mind craved and his soul desired. The answer was this woman. He wanted all of her.
Eleanor leaned back up, her hair twirling from the movement and Tony couldn’t help but admire the beautiful creation that was his mother. She placed her hands firmly on his toned upper body and began sensually rising up and down on him, squeezing his dick tightly getting little moans out from her son.
Tony relished the feeling his mother caused internally and externally, their passionate fucking taking the breath out of both while maintaining the intense eye contact they shared since the beginning. He supported himself on his arms, leaning forward and taking one of her erect nipples into his mouth, sucking gently at first and then biting down on it, causing Eleanor to throw her head back in ecstasy. He wrapped an arm around her lower back, hugging her tightly, his other hand remaining on her firm ass cheek and continuing to squeeze the life out of it. He matched her motion, taking advantage of her vulnerability and pushing his dick as far as possible into her tight and juicy snatch. Eleanor brushed her hand into his thick hair and grabbed it intensely from pleasure, which made him let go of her nipple, his mouth travelling to her neck and biting down, leaving his marks on her. This made Eleanor squirm even more, moaning louder and reaching her third climax on top of her son, shaking violently.
The Keiser savoured the sight unfolding, his need for the finish rising, causing him to pump harder and faster into her.
“I’m gonna cum.” He whispered into her ear.
That sentence gave Eleanor empowerment and encouraged her to ride Tony more aggressively. Tony couldn’t hold back anymore and without a word of warning, pushed Eleanor away from him, but not enough to detach his tool from her warm pussy, then grabbed her legs and pushed both of them off the bed. He crushed his lips against her, their tongues twirling around each other, and carried her a couple steps until they hit a wall. He lowered his mother into a comfortable position until he was able to stroke completely in and out of her without meeting much resistance. He began the last few attacks on his mother’s pussy, making Eleanor wrap her legs around her son and digging her nails deep into his wide back. Tony groaned loudly, like a man possessed, and fucked Eleanor viciously.
For minutes the room was filled with only the sounds of their passionate fucking, until Tony felt his orgasm nearing, at which he hugged his mother tighter, furiously making out with her and began contracting, his dick finally receiving the blissful finish it desired from the start. He let everything out, and refused to withdraw from the perfect safe haven until his balls were empty. Throughout all of this, Eleanor gently stroked Tony’s head, calming him from the violent shakes until there were no more and he had released every single drop of his seed inside her.
Minutes passed with neither moving from the comfortable position they found themselves in, appreciating the aftermath of their violent fucking. Tony eventually found his strength again, held his mother tightly and carried her to the bed. He laid her down softly, not breaking their eye contact, and kissed briefly.
Eleanor sighed. “That was something else.” She spoke softly, her voice a mere whisper.
She was too exhausted to speak another word. She closed her eyes and knocked out for the remainder of the night.
Tony lay next to her, playing carefully with streaks of her hair and traced her distinct features with his fingers, enjoying her soft body. He continued doing so for a while until he was certain that she was deep asleep. He then quietly removed himself, pulled the duvet over his mother and gave her a brief kiss on the lips.
“Indeed, that was something else mother.”
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New York City, USA
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Vanessa Vicenti fired up a Marlboro smoothly, inhaled deeply and let out the electric smoke. She began this bad habit only recently, but she learned quickly. It surprised her that when she found a spare pack in the living room, she didn’t think twice while toying with the idea. She guessed it was all the years seeing her mother smoke and the image that she portrayed doing so, elegant and sexy. She could only hope to be as classy as Eleanor, who was desired by so many but only a few deserved the honour of only exchanging words with her. Vanessa never fathomed how her mother settled for her dad, but there was always a reason behind every single one of Eleanor’s moves.