Bad day for mom

mf, incest, milf, bondage, suffocation, sensual

"Whoosh!"

Black van dashed past Greg on the street so fast, that the wind almost knocked him down. That was unusual for the quiet suburban neighbourhood.

"What the fuck is it hurrying for?"

Greg vaguely remembered the van parked near their house when he left for his run. He shrugged and carried on with his morning jog. His jogging habbit had started in the college, and he didn't want to break the routine for the couple days he had returned home. Early in the morning, while his mother Anne was still sleeping, he went out to run around the block for an hour.

Greg could already see the home ahead. What awaited him inside was a surprise. The house was trashed - furniture was knocked over, all the drawers open, the large TV set from the living room was missing. It didn't take much contemplation to guess that the black van belonged to burglars. They had robbed their home just after he had left! Greg cursed. Burglars had turned the house upside down in a quite short amount of time. He thought about his mother, who was sleeping in her bedroom on the floor above.

Greg heard a faint noise from upper floor, where mom's bedroom was located. Carefully putting his steps, without useless hurry, he went upstairs, where he found every room vandalised just like downstairs. Greg reached mom's bedroom door, pushed it, not knowing what to expect there. The room was trashed just like the rest of the house. The drawers were upturned, contents scattered on the floor. He found his mom, Anne, on the bed.

Anne was laying on the bed seemingly unharmed, dressed in her lacy nightgown. Her hands and legs were tied together behind her back. The burglars had blindfolded her with a towel. The sound Greg had heard before came form Anne trying to get out of her binds, but failing. Her black hair had fallen over her face and over the blindfold.

Greg stood in the doorway and looked at his mom. He knew, she couldn't see him through her blindfold, and she hadn't even noticed there was somebody in the doorway. She was unsuccessfully trying to pull her hands out of the binds. As she was trying to free her hands, her soft tits were shaking, almost jumping out of her nightgown.

Greg had always found his mom attractive. She was in her fourties, much shorter than him and quite busty, her body was round and lovely. Greg felt his mouth dry up, at the same time his dick hardened. His mom's tits were jiggling up and down under the soft fabric of the nightgown. Her nipples were swimming closer and further from the edge of the cleavage, but never showed over the lace trim, as if teasing him.

As Greg watched, his hardon was becoming unbearable. He needed to relieve his tension, and a crazy thought came to his mind. With increased beating of his heart, Greg lovered his running pants, and let his dick spring free. Holding his throbbing dick in hand, he walked closer. Anne's blindfold securely coverd her eyes from seeing him, but she felt somebody's presence nearby.

"What do you want? You already took everything you wanted!" she said in a teary voice.

Greg licked his lips, his eyes locked on his mom's titties. He wanted very little. Greg sunk his finger in mom's cleavage and pushed the fabric down, over her breasts, baring them completely. The nipples were large, covered with small bumps, the tips were large as pencil erasers. The cleavage now was holding the breasts up, making her meaty tits quiver even more provocatively. Greg could feel the warmth radiating of mom's body even without touching her. He realised that Anne, on the other hand, could smell him, all sweaty from the hour of jogging. She could hear him stroke his dick in close proximity to her face.

"Don't do it, please!" she bleated.

The spectrum of emotions engulfed Greg, and he shot his cum all over Anne's boobs, hitting her neck and chin as well. Greg held his breath and rushed out from the bedroom, with his still hard dick in hand. His heart was pounding. Outside in the hallway, he pressed his back at the wall. Greg chuckled at his daring deed. What he had done was wrong, but it had felt so good, that he didn't feel very guilty.

Greg took couple of deep breaths, then peeked back inside the bedroom. Anne, as much could be seen under the blindfold, had a desparate expression. From her point of view, one of the burglars had returned and sprayed her breasts with warm jizz. She was laying still on her side, her titties neatly on top of another, glazed in cum. She was so sexy and vulnerable, laying bound like that. The cum was dripping down her skin, soaking the bedsheets. Greg wondered, why the burglars hadn't taken more advantage of his mom. Probably they didn't have time.

Imagining what the burglars could have done to his mom made Greg's dick stiff again. His initial plan was simple - get out of the house, run another lap around the block, then return again and pretend to discover her mom for real, if she hadn't got out of her binds before that moment. Greg's dick was making decision for him. He dropped his pants, then removed the rest of his clothes, and completely naked, with his dick hard, he entered the bedroom again. Anne's breaths became faster when she noticed that somebody was near again. She still couldn't see anything behind the blindfold. This time "the burglar" pulled her dress up, revealing her thighs and ass. When Anne started to wriggle in protest, she felt stranger's hands grab her and turn her on her belly.

"Stop! My son will be home soon, please, go away!"

Stranger's hands froze for a second, then continued manhandling her. Greg caressed moms's ass and thighs, then pushed his hand between her legs, touched Anne's fuzzy pussy, then pushed his fingers in, despite her whimpers. After probing the pussy couple times, Greg couldn't wait longer. He grabbed his mom by the waist, turned her around on her back. Anne yelped, her hands and legs were tied behind her, which made her uncomfortable, yet the position of her puffy, hairy pussy now was easily accessible to Greg. Without much delay he pushed his hard dick into Anne's welcoming cunt. With his hands on mom's still wet tits, he fucked her, despite her protests. Anne's body was so warm and inviting that it was making him crazy. Couple thrusts were enough to make Greg's dick explode with the second load of cum.

"Ohhyea!" Greg let out a primal growl.

After staying still for a second, he pulled his dick out and got up. His cum oozed out of Anne's pussy, trickling down the black bush. Greg had two feelings fighting in him. He just had the most amazing climax he had felt in his life. His dick was semi-hard, and he could, as Greg thought, fuck his mom again. On the other hand, seeing her cry was breaking Greg's heart. He decided that he should go for real this time. Two loads - one on mom's tits, one in her pussy - was enough, even if his dick was ready for another action.

"Greg? I know your voice!" Anne suddenly said. "Was that you all along?"

Greg felt his heart skip a beat.

"No!" he nervously replied.

Only then he realised what a stupid stupid mistake he had made. Even Anne was stunned for a while. Only after couple of seconds she spoke.

"How dare you!" Anne shouted. "I am your mother!"

"Mom, please... The neighbours will hear!"

"Don't silence me!" she kept raising her voice. "Untie me at once!"

Anne's voice was becoming louder and louder. Greg noticed, that his hardon was not going away, even as he was getting more and more annoyed with his mom's shouting. His first intention was to comply, remove her blindfold and untie her hands and legs. Greg leaned over Anne's head, then stopped and stared at her mom's lips, as they were moving as she were screaming at him.

"What are you waiting for?" Anne shouted.

Acting purely on impulse, Greg pushed his dick inside his mother's mouth. This shut her up at once. Greg grabbed her head with both hands. Annes mouth was dry at first, but then started to fill with saliva, as he rammed his dick deeper. Somewhere from depths of her throat Anne was emitting muffled screams of protest.

"Mph, mph, mmmph!"

Greg's dick felt amazing - down there, inside the warmth of mom's throat. Anne was wriggling her body, but she couldn't get away from him. He wasn't going to let her go. Greg thrusted, enjoying the pressure of her windpipe on his dick.

Anne's throat started to constrict around Greg's dick. Irregular coughs were making more saliva come out of her mouth, flow down his balls and drip on the floor. Her whole body was vibrating, and she wasn't resisting that much anymore. Lack of air, cut by her son's dick, had removed her ability to resist. Greg stopped thrusting, while keeping his dick deep inside, and moved the blindfold up to see his mom's eyes.

Anne had green eyes. Her eyeballs had rolled up, spasming a little bit, as she was choking on his dick. Greg moved one hand down towards mom's breasts. He squeezed her soft and warm flesh, enjoying every moment of it. She was in his complete control, and it felt like heaven. Greg felt he was about to cum again, and it took all his concentration to delay that moment while his mom was still alive. Little constrictions of Anne's throat came to an end, her eyeballs stopped their movements. At the same moment Greg shot his load down mom's throat. Despite this being his third time this morning, this felt like the biggest load of cum he ever had. And Anne was dead.

Greg felt a little bit of regret - mostly the fact that his awesome fuck had come to an end. He pulled his dick from mom's mouth, took one last look and finally walked away. He left Anne laying on her bed, with her hands and legs bound, ravished and murdered by an evil burglar. Greg walked out and ran another loop around the block.