Mom pegging here son (Pt. 1)

Naughty Josh Gets Punished With A Big Black Cock

“What are you doing?” I asked, my voice the crispiest it had ever been.

Josh sprang up from the edge of his bed where he’d been sitting, watching some hardcore porn. He was so engrossed in the adult movie that he didn’t even notice when I strode into the room. And now, he stood in front of me, his head bent in shame. He quickly paused the video and hid his phone behind his back.

But he wasn’t fast enough to stop me from hearing the sounds I'd heard. 

I’d heard a woman moaning.

And a man had been moaning as well. 

And then I’d also heard a rhythmic clapping sound that could only be the sound of hardcore sex.

“Cat got your tongue?” I nodded at him, wordlessly asking him to speak.

Josh still couldn’t look at me. 

His helplessness amused me. I’d never seen my adult son in this state—helplessly frozen like a beer caught dipping its paws into a jar of honey.

“Ariella Ferrera or Ava Addams?” I asked.

“What?” he finally looked up at me. 

“Which MILF was it?” I pressed on. 

“A-Ava Adams,” he said. “But how did—?”

“How did I know you were watching some MILF get fucked?” I asked. I asked. “Or how did I know you dream of fucking mature mommies? Oh, darling, there’s a lot about you that I know.”

I stood in front of him and flattened my right palm against the left side of his chest. 

“I know that although you’re dating Anika, you’ve never fucked that bitch.” I slowly pushed him, leading him backward, toward the bed. “And I know it’s because you dream of being with an order woman. A woman with boobies that jiggle like mine, and a big fat booty that wiggles like mine.”

I pushed a little harder, knocking him off his feet. He landed on the bed, and I fell on his body, pinning him down with my weight. 

“You won’t even deny,” I said. 

And then I giggled.

“Just as I thought.”

I straddled him, making sure my pussy was touching his cock, even though we were both fully dressed. Although our clothes were in the way, I could feel the hardness of his cock anyway. It stood tall and proud in his pants, making a thousand and one dirty thoughts crowd my mind. There were so many things I wanted to do to him, so many things I had only ever dreamed of. 

I leaned forward, making sure my breasts dangled over his chest. My breasts were full and perky, half-way spilling out of my dress; they were sure to hold his attention.  

I pressed my soft, squishy chest into his firm, hard chest. For an 18 year old, Josh sure had some muscles on him. It was no surprise anyway; he was a diehard sports enthusiast. He didn’t exactly spend hours on end at the gym, but his time on the football pitch was enough to tone his body into what it now was. Just the way I liked it.

“You disappoint me, Josh,” I said.

“How?” he asked, his voice barely a breath.

“You know…” I rocked my hips, teasing his cock through my making my panty-clad pussy in slow circles. “I didn’t expect you’d be here…watching other women who are not half as sexy as your mommy.”

He moaned underneath me as I kept caressing his cock with my pussy. 

“They don’t even come close to my endowment…” I added.

“But…” He tried to object, but a deep moan cut him off.

He shot his eyes and jerked his head sideways as I caressed his cock some more, slowly teasing him with my warm, moist pussy.   

“But what?” I asked. “But I’m your mommy? Nonsense. Now I’ll have to punish you for being a bad boy.”

Josh’s eyes widened. “Punish me?”

“What did you think?” I huffed. “That you would get away with this? No, darling. You’ve been a bad, naughty boy. Now, mommy’s gonna have to punish you for being a bad boy.”

I planted a soft kiss on his lips, and then I slid my body all the way down, toward his legs. While I dragged my hands down his chest, I could feel his heart racing, almost bursting out of his chest. I trailed kisses down his body, and when I finally arrived at his waist, I locked my fingers around the waistband of his pants.

“Mom,” he protested feebly.

“Shhhh,” I shushed him, and then I went on, pulling his pants down toward his ankles.

Once the fabric fell away from his waist, his cock sprang out of hiding. It was way huger than I had ever expected. It made me stop and stare, and then my heart missed a beat. I’d always had a feeling that my son was on the huge side, but I had never guessed he was way more than eight inches long. But no, this cock right here was nine inches long, or even a few inches beyond that!

As I stared at his cock, I could only imagine how it would feel to have that huge, girthy rod inside of me.

But first things first, I had to punish him.

I moved back up toward his head, and then I grabbed his cock. I could feel it pulsing in my grip as I wrapped my finger around it. 

“I know you’re dying so shove this cock inside of me,” I said, my voice a hoarse whisper. “And I also know that you can’t wait for me to take off this dress so you can see my sexy body.”

Josh gulped hard.

I moved my fingers up and down his shaft as I spoke. “But this will be your punishment.”

With my other hand I reached for my hair which I had tied in lose pony. I had known that a blindfold would come in handy so I had to turn it into a makeshift hair band, just so Josh would have no idea of what I would do next. I yanked the blindfold off my hair, and then I secured it around his eyes, shutting off his sight.

“You stay right here,” I said. “Mommy will be right back.”

My naughty son was dying to fuck me. So if I let him enter me, I would be pleasing him instead of punishing him, and that would defeat the purpose. So, after I had made sure he would not move a muscle until I got back, I headed over to my bedroom and stripped out of my clothes. I secured a big black strap-on dildo around my waist, and then I headed back to Josh's room to do to him exactly as I had planned.

Josh was in the same position I had left him. I mounted the bed, grabbed his legs, and lifted them up. Then I pushed them backward toward his head, just so I could see that puckered fuck hole.

And then I saw it—tight and pink, waiting for a brutal invasion.

I pushed his legs all the way back, where they would not interfere. And then I inched forward, slowly leaning into him until the tip of the big black cock met his tight anal sphincter.

He gasped. “Mom!” 

“Shhh.” I drove the cock deeper, breaching the resistance his anal walls were trying to put up.

With each move I made further down his ass, I could feel his anal muscles unclenching, fully accepting the cock until there was barely an inch of it left. Josh moaned all the way through. His body shuddered beneath me, and his moans soon morphed into soft little whimpers. 

This should be enough to dissuade me, but I kept going, fucking him hard and deep with the dildo. 

His legs kept vibrating against his upper body, so I gripped them to hold them steady. 

“This will teach you,” I said. 

I slammed harder.

He winced and yelped.

“Yes, Josh!” I slammed even harder. “This will teach you never to be a bad boy again, cos if you’re a bad boy, mommy will always punish you…like this…with a big black cock deep inside your ass.”

I spanked the left globe of his ass, and then I squeezed hard. I spanked again—hard enough to welt his skin. I kept fucking him with the dildo, making sure to reach deeper with each thrust.

“Do you understand?” I asked, squeezing his ass again.

I needed to be sure my words met receptive ears.

“Y-yes,” he stuttered.

“Yes what?” 

“Yes m-mom—” 

I suddenly thrust harder, making him whimper.

“Good boy” I said. 

I loosened my grip on his ass, and then I rubbed the surface, soothing the pain I had just inflicted.

“Now that you’re a good boy,” I said, “maybe tomorrow I’ll finally let you have a taste of me, just like you’ve always wanted. Sounds good?”

I spanked his ass again.

“Yes mom.”