Chapter 11: MILF through the Door

I stayed buried balls-deep in her ass, savoring the way her ring fluttered and squeezed around me every time the phone buzzed. Neil’s name kept flashing like a filthy strobe light, and every vibration made her clench harder, made her drip more.

"Fuck... he’s never gonna stop calling," she whimpered, voice cracking, but her hips rolled back anyway, greedy little circles that begged me to move.

I pulled out slow—just enough for her to feel the loss—then slammed back in to the hilt. She screamed into the sheets, muffled and raw, her whole body jerking forward on the stool.

"That’s it," I growled, gripping her hips hard enough to bruise. "Let him hear what a nasty fucking whore his mommy really is."

Another buzz. Another desperate squeeze around my cock.

I started fucking her properly now—long, deep strokes that dragged against every inch of her insides, pulling almost all the way out before driving back in. The wet slap of my hips against her ass filled the room, louder than the phone, louder than her broken moans.

"Ahhh—ahhh—fuck—too deep—don’t stop—please don’t stop—"

Her pussy was a wrecked, creamy mess, untouched and still squirting little spurts every time I bottomed out in her ass. I reached down, dragged two fingers through her soaked folds, and shoved them straight into her mouth. She sucked them like a starving slut, tongue swirling, moaning around them while I kept reaming her asshole raw.

"Taste yourself," I snarled. "Taste how fucking wet you are while your son’s blowing up your phone."

She came again—hard—her whole body locking up, asshole spasming so tight I had to fight to keep moving. A fresh flood of cream gushed out of her cunt, splattering the stool, running down her thighs in sticky rivulets.

I couldn’t take it anymore.

I yanked out of her ass with a filthy pop, her gaping hole winking and clenching at nothing, red and ruined and perfect. She whined at the emptiness, pushing her hips back blindly.

"Relax, Judy," I said, voice low and dangerous, lining my cock—still slick from her ass—up with her dripping pussy. "Now I’m gonna wreck the hole you actually had your kid with."

One brutal thrust and I buried myself to the root in her cunt.

"FUCK—OH GOD—IT’S TOO MUCH—" she screamed, back arching so hard I thought she’d snap. Her pussy clamped down like a velvet fist, hotter and wetter than her ass, sucking me in like it never wanted me to leave.

I didn’t give her time to breathe. I fucked her like I hated her—hard, punishing strokes that slammed her hips into the stool, her tits bouncing wildly, nipples dragging across the sheets. Every thrust forced another gush of cream out around my cock, soaking my balls, dripping onto the floor.

"Yes—yes—yes—fuck me—ruin me—ruin your friend’s mom—make me your cumdump—"

The phone finally stopped buzzing. Silence for ten beautiful seconds.

Then—

Knock. Knock. Knock.

We both froze, my cock throbbing inside her, her cunt fluttering around me like a heartbeat.

Another knock, louder.

"Mom?" Neil’s voice through the door. "Mom, you in there? You texted me you were coming to Alex’s place. Your car’s outside."

Her eyes went huge, pure panic, but her greedy fucking pussy squeezed me harder than ever, milking my dick like the filthy idea of getting caught was about to make her cum again.

I leaned over her back, one hand clamping over her mouth, the other grabbing a fistful of her hair, and started pounding her even harder—quiet, vicious thrusts that made the stool creak dangerously.

She screamed into my palm, muffled and desperate, tears streaking her cheeks as her body betrayed her completely.

I took my hand off her mouth just long enough to growl right against her ear:

"Answer him, slut. Tell your son you’re busy getting your holes destroyed by his friend."

She shook her head frantically, but her hips slammed back to meet every thrust, her pussy squirting again, soaking us both.

Knock knock knock.

"Mom, seriously, open the door. I know you’re in there."

I didn’t slow down. If anything, I fucked her deeper, grinding against her cervix, making her eyes roll back.

"Do it," I hissed, biting her shoulder hard enough to leave teeth marks. "Or I’ll drag you to the door just like this—bent over, dripping, stuffed full of my cock—and let him see exactly what his perfect mommy looks like when she’s finally getting what she deserves."

Her whole body shuddered, pussy clamping down so hard I almost came right there.

She sucked in a shaky breath, voice wrecked and trembling:

"I—I’m... ah—coming, baby... just—mmhh—just give me... a few more minutes... I’m... talking with Alex..."

Her words dissolved into a strangled moan as I slammed in particularly deep, punishing her for the lie.

Neil hesitated outside.

"...You okay, Mom? You sound weird."

I slid out of her fast, grabbed her coat, threw it over her shoulders, buttoned only the top two buttons so it hung open below her ribs, nothing covering her dripping pussy or the cum running down her thighs. I spun her, shoved her back against the door, forced her legs to squeeze tight and straight around my hips, and rammed my cock back into her cunt so hard her head knocked the wood.

I cracked the door open—just wide enough for Neil to see his mother’s flushed, tear-streaked face, hair a mess, coat barely holding on—and kept fucking her with slow, deep strokes that made her bite her lip bloody to stay quiet.

Neil frowned. "Mom? What’s going on?"

I stayed silent, letting her do the talking while I destroyed her right in front of him.

She forced the words out between silent, trembling gasps, every syllable punctuated by my cock slamming home:

"I... I’ve been too hard on Alex, baby... he’s... he’s been groveling... apologizing for hours... I’m making him... making him really feel it... I’ll... I’ll come home later, okay? Just... just go home, sweetheart... Mommy needs... a little more time..."

Her pussy spasmed around me so hard I almost came, another gush of cream running down my balls as she spoke.

Neil shifted, uncomfortable. "...Okay. Text me when you’re on your way."

She managed a broken nod, eyes rolling back as I ground against her cervix.

"Y-yes... I will... love you..."

The second his footsteps faded down the stairs, I slammed the door, spun her around, bent her over the stool again, and fucked her through a screaming, squirting, sobbing orgasm—pumping her full of another thick load while she clawed at the sheets and begged me to ruin her completely.

"FUCK—ALEX—I’M CUMMING—DON’T STOP—BREED ME—FILL ME—MAKE ME YOUR FUCKING WHORE—"

I slammed into her one last time and exploded, pumping rope after thick rope deep inside her greedy, spasming cunt, marking her from the inside while she screamed and squirted and completely fucking broke beneath me.

When it was over, she collapsed forward on the stool, trembling, my cum already leaking out of her ruined pussy, mixing with the mess coating her thighs.

I pulled out slow, watching both her holes gape and drip, and smirked.

"Welcome to your new life, Judy. That was just round one."