Chapter 81: Filling Mommy

I stayed inside her.

Evelyn’s fingers left my mouth with a wet pop. She looked at the shine on them, then at my face, then down at where her pussy was still stretched around me, leaking in slow cloudy ticks onto my stomach.

"Again," she had said.

I held her hips and rolled up.

The first thrust after coming twice was different. She was sloppy now, too wet, the slide filthy and easy until I bottomed out and that soft place inside her kissed the head. Then she tightened. A little. Enough to make both of us feel it.

"Hah..."

"Mom?"

"Don’t stop. Mommy said again."

I thrust up. Short at first. Packing the mess back into her the way she had told me to. Each stroke made a thick sound, cum and juice squelching out around the sides, then getting shoved back in on the next one. Evelyn’s mouth stayed open. Her breasts swayed over my chest. Sweat ran down the line between them and dripped onto my skin.

She started moving with me.

Not the careful testing from before. A real ride. She lifted until the ridge of the head caught her entrance, then dropped her weight and took me to the root. Her clit dragged my stomach. Her walls clung on the way up and kissed on the way down.

"It’s deeper," I said.

"I know." Her voice was wrecked. "That’s because mommy is sitting all the way. Keep hitting that place."

I did.

Every upward snap found it. Evelyn jerked each time, a small broken sound punched out of her, and more slick ran down my shaft. The sheets under us were ruined. Our hips made a wet slap that filled the room in a steady rhythm.

My cock had not gone soft. It sat heavy in her, swelling again, the skin too sensitive, every clench of her pussy dragging along it like a mouth.

"Mom, it’s getting tight."

"Because you’re swelling." She laughed once, breathless. "Mommy can feel it. You’re filling me back up."

She planted both hands on my chest and bounced.

Faster.

Her ass smacked my thighs. Her pussy swallowed me whole on every drop. Juice sprayed out in little bursts when she came down too hard, speckling my stomach, her own inner thighs, the open fly of my pants. I watched it. I watched her hole cling to me on the lift, pink and shiny and slightly open, then disappear when she sat.

"Hah... hah... good boy... use mommy..."

I thrust up to meet her.

The angle changed. Deeper. Meaner. Evelyn’s head fell back and her throat worked. I felt the flutter start, that same warning pulse, and I did not ease off.

"It’s happening," I said.

"I know. Let it. Mommy’s going first."

She slammed down and stayed there, grinding in tight circles with me buried to the hilt. Her pussy seized. A hot gush spilled around the base of my cock and she came with her mouth against her own wrist, moaning into it, walls milking me in greedy pulls.

I kept grinding up through it.

The extra pressure shoved her through a second wave before the first had finished. Her thighs shook. Her nails cut crescents into my chest. More of that special water poured out of her, thinner this time, running off me in sheets.

"Baby... baby wait..."

I did not wait. I rolled her.

Not off me. Onto her back.

Her legs opened around my waist as her shoulders hit the mattress. I stayed inside the whole way. The new angle put me even deeper. Evelyn’s eyes went wide. Her mouth made a silent shape.

"Is this okay?" I asked, still using that soft voice, even with my cock throbbing in her and her juice shining all over my stomach.

She nodded too fast.

"Fuck mommy like that. Slow. All the way in."

I hooked her knees and pushed.

The first full stroke from above dragged a sound out of her that did not sound like teaching anymore. The second made her grab the sheets. The third bottomed out so hard her breasts jumped and a wet splash hit my pelvis.

I found a rhythm.

In to the root. Out to the head. In again. Her pussy made a lewd kiss every time I left it, then a thicker gulp when I filled it. Cum from the last two loads frothed at her entrance, white and glossy, getting worked back into her with every thrust.

"Mom, it’s coming out when I pull back."

"Push it back in. I told you."

I pushed it back in.

Evelyn’s legs locked around me. Her heels dug into my ass and tried to keep me seated. I let her. I stayed deep and ground against that spot until her stomach trembled and her eyes unfocused.

"There. There. Don’t you move off it."

I stayed on it and fucked short, mean strokes right into that place. Her pussy clamped. She came again, quieter this time, a raw shudder, slick squirting out around my cock in pulses that wet my hips and the bed.

The squeeze pulled me over.

I buried myself and spilled a third time, groaning into her neck, pumping thick pulses into a hole that was already full. Evelyn held my head and rocked through it, whispering good boy against my ear while her insides drank it.

I did not pull out.

We stayed locked, panting, my cock twitching in that flooded heat, her pussy giving those little aftershocks that milked the last drops out of me.

Evelyn turned her face and kissed the corner of my wet mouth.

Then she reached down, found the place we were joined, and rubbed her clit against the base of my cock in small filthy circles.

"Again," she breathed. "Mommy can still take it. Don’t go soft on me."

I was already hardening inside her.

She felt it, smiled that broken smile, and rolled her hips to meet the next swell.

"That’s it. Fill mommy until it won’t stay in anymore."

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Author’s note: I released a new novel ’I Grant Perverted Systems’. A brief description is that the main character grants perverted systems to his mom, sisters, instructors, and women in general. They’d have to engage in perverted acts with him to receive rewards. Do check it out if you’re interested and support its growth with powerstones.

Also, for those that aren’t in the discord, a few days ago, I announced that I would be releasing 3 Chapters daily for this novel starting from the first of next month.