Mother getting fucked roleplay

[cuckmymom]

My mom is a divorced 39 year old, very stoic and firm. She got divorced very early on and has never been married again. She has dark brown hair, her body resembles a younger Salma Hayek's, although my mom's breast are a little smaller to be fair. She is in shape, never went to the gym but works incredibly hard so she is in amazing shape, legs thick and perfectly toned, as well as her ass. She just happens to be very short 4'9".

I remember I was in an arcade when I was younger and the clerk there was chatting with his buddies (dudes in heir early twenties) she walked past in front of the arcade because she forgot something and they talked for a while about how hot her ass and legs were (she was wearing a short skirt) and how they would fuck her. Whenever she came to my schools I tried to avoid her or hide so people didn't know she was my mom as they always talked about how hot she was.

She owns a men's clothing store, and does fairly well. To be honest, I've always suspected the reason of her success is in part guys buy from her just to talk to her. She is extremely reserved, I'm sure she gets hit on every day but no one has been able to take home the price if you know what I mean.

Would love to see someone conquer her, some type of alpha/jock muscular tall kind of guy who charms her or blackmails her just to take advantage of her.

Looking for guys who would like to roleplay where they would be fucking my mother. Specially the idea of someone my age(20) turns me on. Specially scenarios where she is reluctant, but is taken advantage of.

Pm me if you are interested.

 

[guysimple1674]

I entered the shop. It was late, and I knew I'd be the last customer. In fact, she might shut the door on me, but I was confident, having openly flirted with her at least twice a week for 3 weeks now . Mary was good with her shop, and never wanted to lose any customer. She would roll her eyes, be sardonic towards me, sometime chuckle a bit, but every time she would manage to evade my flirtatious banter, although she knew my eyes were always disrobing her, trying to peek to take in her legs and ass, her boobs, her petite frame, her mouth, her eyes. She had an ass to die for, her legs could start a war, but what attracted me most was her eyes that reflected her whole persona. A latina who does her best to run her business, who has perhaps buried her sex life beneath the struggle of her existence, but I would love to reveal her sluttiness that I know lurks beneath the surface.

She strutted her short petite sexy frame towards the rack of shirts. Every day I would look for a particular shade for a shirt which we would not find, and I would promise to come back after a couple of says, and she would smirk. We have been playing this game for more than three weeks now, and I can sense a desperation in me. I have tried to be patient, but I needed her, I needed her sexy body under me, I needed to be inside her sexy mouth, I needed to taste her mouth, and her pussy, and lap up her cum, I needed to see her eyes glaze over as I pound her with my cock deep buried in her pussy, I needed her sweet sexy voice to speak those dirty words, from her sweet respectable mouth, and I needed to see her lust ooze out and take us both down in the fire...

I was lost in my ruminations and imaginations, visualizing her thrashing nude body under mine, when I heard her smirk. "Yes, which shade of blue?"

I realized that she has been tolerating me for weeks, which does imply she doesn't hate me, and this realization was the trigger I needed. Earlier I had touched her many times on the arms, brushed her shoulders, ran the back of my hand on her back, and a couple of times on her ass, very quickly, as if accidentally, and she had slowly got adjusted to my physical touches.

Today, I pulled her, I realized it was hard pull, and she didn't expect the physical act from me, and she looked a bit unsure, as I sad," today lets make a buy, at least let me close my first deal with you!" She got a hint of what I was intending to say. She said,"you dirty man, you are married, you know."

I said," Don't married men wear shirts?"

She said," Lets see if you find one that you like."

I said," Today I am sure I will get what I want."

All this while I was actually holding her elbow and guiding her towards the shirts rack. I told her," Why don't you choose four, and I will buy two of them." She looked at me, gave a strange half smile, and took a couple of minutes to choose four shirts. I was ogling her all the while. When she finally turned towards me to hand over the shirts, I put my arms around her back, she was a foot shorter than me, and guided her towards her office with some force," Why don't you help me try these ones and help me choose."

"I don't keep the shop open this time of the evening," she said.

"Why don't you lock the door?" I said, standing close to her, her face looking up at me, those pretty eyes trying to fathom what is happening. I put my hands firmly behind her back, running it down to her waist, and we walked towards the main entrance. She hesitated, and then decided something, stiffened her body, without looking at me she moved to the doors, closing them with practised ease. Then she took the shirts, walked briskly towards her office at the back, opened the door, and with total command, tinged with unnecessary bravado, she beckoned me inside. As I walked in she handed me the shirts and was moving out when I held her hand. She tried to tug herself free, but couldn't match my strength, I just said," Come on Mary, you promised to help me try these shirts, and help me decide which ones to buy!"

I pulled her in the office, and she was now standing with her back to the table. I gave her the shirts, moved close towards her. Towering over her, I could feel her vulnerability, and the beast in me could smell her lust for me.

She took a step back, her back hitting the table, she stopped, I moved closer, took the shirts from her hand, and shoved them back on the table. I held both her hands brought them close to my chest, I could sense her breathing getting a bit heavy, and I guided her hands on my chest, "Why don't you help me unbutton my shirt, Mary?"

With slightly flared nostrils she let me guide her hands to my shirt, and slowly,, looking at my eyes, her fingers worked on the buttons, one after another, my hand guiding her hands, my fingers running through her fingers, the back of the hands, her palms. All the buttons done, I guided her hands on my chest, rubbing on my skin, took her fingers to graze my male nipples, and caress my torso. I stepped closer, I could nearly hear her breath, when I let go of her hands.

She didn't remove her hands, she continued caressing my chest with her fingers, looking into my eyes, my hands went behind her, I reached down, put my hands on her ass, and lifted her on my lap with a jerk, her legs instinctively wound around my waist. and I kissed her, fiercely. She kissed back with equal fire. Mouths opening, tongues lashing, invading each others mouths with a vengeance.

I couldn't believe it, this hottest piece of sexy latina ass was being crushed by my hands, those tits, covered by her top, was rubbing my bare chest, and those lips were being crushed by mine. This woman, my object of lust, was thrashing her mouth against mine, and moaning softly.

Some how I managed to tear my mouth off her mouth to remove her top and rip the hooks of her bra and throw them away. Putting her down on the table, her legs dangling, I ravished her boobs. Eating, mauling, biting, leaving hickeys, slurping, sucking, ravaging her boobs. "Slowly, you bastard", she hissed. I put two fingers in her mouth to shut her up as I conquered the mounds of her chest. She sucked my fingers hungrily, as I lapped on her cleavage, her skin wet with my saliva, and my mouth sucking her nipples.

I wanted to explore her body, her mouth, but we were both in a rage with weeks long pent up passion suddenly exploding. I pulled her skirt and panties down roughly, ripping a few seams here and there, opened her thighs, and rubbed my palm over her clitoris. "AAAHHH", she squealed, pushing her crotch up, opening her female tunnel for getting invaded by the male drill. Teeth clenched, she hissed, "Ahhh fuck, fuck fuck"

With the other hand I grappled with my trousers and undies, finally had to use both hands to shove them off my body.
Now we were two naked bodies, engulfed in fire, each desiring to fuck the other into oblivion. "Tell me whore, how much you want it," I growled.

"Fuck me, asshole, fuck my cunt," she groaned. her crotch being shoved up to look for my cock. I couldn't take it, no niceties, right I now I just wanted to ram my hard cock in her hot flowing pussy, and I rammed it in, to the hilt.

The next few minutes passed like a storm. In the frenzy of raw passion, our bodies rubbed, shoved, gnawed, groped, as we fucked and fucked and fucked. My mouth found her boobs to eat, her mouth to eat, her shoulder to bite, her lips to suck, and she clawed back like a tigress in heat. I was calling her "a filthy whore, a slut for my cock, a bitch who loves to fuck other women's husbands". She was calling me "a mother fucker, who loved to rape other women."

She came with a scream, squeezing her thighs against my waist, squeezing her cunt muscles against my cock, milking it while letting her love juice flow. That was the last trigger, and I came inside her cunt, letting the cum flow inside, filling her up. Our cum mixed and flowed out of her love tunnel, spreading all over. The stickiness of our rubbing skin drove me insane, and I cummed more, and more... while kissing her mouth hard.

She had stopped breathing, and after a half a minute she heaved a sigh, sucking air in, and starting to breathe again. I slumped on her, the table shaking below us, its legs creaking. Slowly I managed to stand, and pulled her up, she slumped on me. I raised her face, bent down, and gave a long wet kiss, she clasped her arms around my neck, and continued to kiss. The best wet kiss I've ever had. I managed to reach the two seater sofa at the corner, and pulled myself over. I pulled her on me, she sat on my lap, her back on my chest, slumping back. We rested for many minutes, trying to catch our breath. My breath on her neck, I softly nibbled her neck and sucked her earlobes. From time to time she turned her head and kissed my mouth.

":You are a hot fuck baby, the hottest I've ever had". I whispered in her ears, my hands cupping her boobs softly and caressing them. "You dirty man, you are married and cheating on your wife." She gasped back. I started playing with her nipples, then slowly moved one hand down to her pussy, filled with our cum, and splashed two fingers inside. "You slut, you love to fuck my cock" I said. "MMmmmm", she moaned and started moving her crotch,

I pushed her face on the sofa, bent her forward, pulled her ass up, and started to fuck her pissy from behind. This was a languorous, slow fuck, very enjoyable. The sensation of her cunt muscles on cock was exquisite. She was continuously moaning," you make a slut out of me, you dirty man, you are a dog, making a bitch out of me hhhmmmm". And slowly we fucked, she came once, and then I came inside her again.

I slumped on the floor, and she on top of me, our sweaty bodies rubbing each other, catching breath again. For many minutes we lay on the floor, the silence being broken by wet sounds of kissing now and then. Then we got up and got dressed, caressing and kissing each other all the while.

 

[cuckmymom]

I entered the shop. It was late, and I knew I'd be the last customer. In fact, she might shut the door on me, but I was confident, having openly flirted with her at least twice a week for 3 weeks now . Mary was good with her shop, and never wanted to lose any customer. She would roll her eyes, be sardonic towards me, sometime chuckle a bit, but every time she would manage to evade my flirtatious banter, although she knew my eyes were always disrobing her, trying to peek to take in her legs and ass, her boobs, her petite frame, her mouth, her eyes. She had an ass to die for, her legs could start a war, but what attracted me most was her eyes that reflected her whole persona. A latina who does her best to run her business, who has perhaps buried her sex life beneath the struggle of her existence, but I would love to reveal her sluttiness that I know lurks beneath the surface.

She strutted her short petite sexy frame towards the rack of shirts. Every day I would look for a particular shade for a shirt which we would not find, and I would promise to come back after a couple of says, and she would smirk. We have been playing this game for more than three weeks now, and I can sense a desperation in me. I have tried to be patient, but I needed her, I needed her sexy body under me, I needed to be inside her sexy mouth, I needed to taste her mouth, and her pussy, and lap up her cum, I needed to see her eyes glaze over as I pound her with my cock deep buried in her pussy, I needed her sweet sexy voice to speak those dirty words, from her sweet respectable mouth, and I needed to see her lust ooze out and take us both down in the fire...

I was lost in my ruminations and imaginations, visualizing her thrashing nude body under mine, when I heard her smirk. "Yes, which shade of blue?"

I realized that she has been tolerating me for weeks, which does imply she doesn't hate me, and this realization was the trigger I needed. Earlier I had touched her many times on the arms, brushed her shoulders, ran the back of my hand on her back, and a couple of times on her ass, very quickly, as if accidentally, and she had slowly got adjusted to my physical touches.

Today, I pulled her, I realized it was hard pull, and she didn't expect the physical act from me, and she looked a bit unsure, as I sad," today lets make a buy, at least let me close my first deal with you!" She got a hint of what I was intending to say. She said,"you dirty man, you are married, you know."

I said," Don't married men wear shirts?"

She said," Lets see if you find one that you like."

I said," Today I am sure I will get what I want."

All this while I was actually holding her elbow and guiding her towards the shirts rack. I told her," Why don't you choose four, and I will buy two of them." She looked at me, gave a strange half smile, and took a couple of minutes to choose four shirts. I was ogling her all the while. When she finally turned towards me to hand over the shirts, I put my arms around her back, she was a foot shorter than me, and guided her towards her office with some force," Why don't you help me try these ones and help me choose."

"I don't keep the shop open this time of the evening," she said.

"Why don't you lock the door?" I said, standing close to her, her face looking up at me, those pretty eyes trying to fathom what is happening. I put my hands firmly behind her back, running it down to her waist, and we walked towards the main entrance. She hesitated, and then decided something, stiffened her body, without looking at me she moved to the doors, closing them with practised ease. Then she took the shirts, walked briskly towards her office at the back, opened the door, and with total command, tinged with unnecessary bravado, she beckoned me inside. As I walked in she handed me the shirts and was moving out when I held her hand. She tried to tug herself free, but couldn't match my strength, I just said," Come on Mary, you promised to help me try these shirts, and help me decide which ones to buy!"

I pulled her in the office, and she was now standing with her back to the table. I gave her the shirts, moved close towards her. Towering over her, I could feel her vulnerability, and the beast in me could smell her lust for me.

She took a step back, her back hitting the table, she stopped, I moved closer, took the shirts from her hand, and shoved them back on the table. I held both her hands brought them close to my chest, I could sense her breathing getting a bit heavy, and I guided her hands on my chest, "Why don't you help me unbutton my shirt, Mary?"

With slightly flared nostrils she let me guide her hands to my shirt, and slowly,, looking at my eyes, her fingers worked on the buttons, one after another, my hand guiding her hands, my fingers running through her fingers, the back of the hands, her palms. All the buttons done, I guided her hands on my chest, rubbing on my skin, took her fingers to graze my male nipples, and caress my torso. I stepped closer, I could nearly hear her breath, when I let go of her hands.

She didn't remove her hands, she continued caressing my chest with her fingers, looking into my eyes, my hands went behind her, I reached down, put my hands on her ass, and lifted her on my lap with a jerk, her legs instinctively wound around my waist. and I kissed her, fiercely. She kissed back with equal fire. Mouths opening, tongues lashing, invading each others mouths with a vengeance.

I couldn't believe it, this hottest piece of sexy latina ass was being crushed by my hands, those tits, covered by her top, was rubbing my bare chest, and those lips were being crushed by mine. This woman, my object of lust, was thrashing her mouth against mine, and moaning softly.

Some how I managed to tear my mouth off her mouth to remove her top and rip the hooks of her bra and throw them away. Putting her down on the table, her legs dangling, I ravished her boobs. Eating, mauling, biting, leaving hickeys, slurping, sucking, ravaging her boobs. "Slowly, you bastard", she hissed. I put two fingers in her mouth to shut her up as I conquered the mounds of her chest. She sucked my fingers hungrily, as I lapped on her cleavage, her skin wet with my saliva, and my mouth sucking her nipples.

I wanted to explore her body, her mouth, but we were both in a rage with weeks long pent up passion suddenly exploding. I pulled her skirt and panties down roughly, ripping a few seams here and there, opened her thighs, and rubbed my palm over her clitoris. "AAAHHH", she squealed, pushing her crotch up, opening her female tunnel for getting invaded by the male drill. Teeth clenched, she hissed, "Ahhh fuck, fuck fuck"

With the other hand I grappled with my trousers and undies, finally had to use both hands to shove them off my body.
Now we were two naked bodies, engulfed in fire, each desiring to fuck the other into oblivion. "Tell me whore, how much you want it," I growled.

"Fuck me, asshole, fuck my cunt," she groaned. her crotch being shoved up to look for my cock. I couldn't take it, no niceties, right I now I just wanted to ram my hard cock in her hot flowing pussy, and I rammed it in, to the hilt.

The next few minutes passed like a storm. In the frenzy of raw passion, our bodies rubbed, shoved, gnawed, groped, as we fucked and fucked and fucked. My mouth found her boobs to eat, her mouth to eat, her shoulder to bite, her lips to suck, and she clawed back like a tigress in heat. I was calling her "a filthy whore, a slut for my cock, a bitch who loves to fuck other women's husbands". She was calling me "a mother fucker, who loved to rape other women."

She came with a scream, squeezing her thighs against my waist, squeezing her cunt muscles against my cock, milking it while letting her love juice flow. That was the last trigger, and I came inside her cunt, letting the cum flow inside, filling her up. Our cum mixed and flowed out of her love tunnel, spreading all over. The stickiness of our rubbing skin drove me insane, and I cummed more, and more... while kissing her mouth hard.

She had stopped breathing, and after a half a minute she heaved a sigh, sucking air in, and starting to breathe again. I slumped on her, the table shaking below us, its legs creaking. Slowly I managed to stand, and pulled her up, she slumped on me. I raised her face, bent down, and gave a long wet kiss, she clasped her arms around my neck, and continued to kiss. The best wet kiss I've ever had. I managed to reach the two seater sofa at the corner, and pulled myself over. I pulled her on me, she sat on my lap, her back on my chest, slumping back. We rested for many minutes, trying to catch our breath. My breath on her neck, I softly nibbled her neck and sucked her earlobes. From time to time she turned her head and kissed my mouth.

":You are a hot fuck baby, the hottest I've ever had". I whispered in her ears, my hands cupping her boobs softly and caressing them. "You dirty man, you are married and cheating on your wife." She gasped back. I started playing with her nipples, then slowly moved one hand down to her pussy, filled with our cum, and splashed two fingers inside. "You slut, you love to fuck my cock" I said. "MMmmmm", she moaned and started moving her crotch,

I pushed her face on the sofa, bent her forward, pulled her ass up, and started to fuck her pissy from behind. This was a languorous, slow fuck, very enjoyable. The sensation of her cunt muscles on cock was exquisite. She was continuously moaning," you make a slut out of me, you dirty man, you are a dog, making a bitch out of me hhhmmmm". And slowly we fucked, she came once, and then I came inside her again.

I slumped on the floor, and she on top of me, our sweaty bodies rubbing each other, catching breath again. For many minutes we lay on the floor, the silence being broken by wet sounds of kissing now and then. Then we got up and got dressed, caressing and kissing each other all the while.

Amazing stuff, really appreciated it, well worth the wait. Really loved the detailed descriptions and the creampies were a lovely touch. Only thing I personally would change is to make her less slutty. But that's personal taste.

 

[ApprehensiveSon]

Your mom looks incredible! The RP topic is fun too! Very exciting to give your mother what she needs!

 

[wideboybrown]

My mom is a divorced 39 year old, very stoic and firm. She got divorced very early on and has never been married again. She has dark brown hair, her body resembles a younger Salma Hayek's, although my mom's breast are a little smaller to be fair. She is in shape, never went to the gym but works incredibly hard so she is in amazing shape, legs thick and perfectly toned, as well as her ass. She just happens to be very short 4'9".

I remember I was in an arcade when I was younger and the clerk there was chatting with his buddies (dudes in heir early twenties) she walked past in front of the arcade because she forgot something and they talked for a while about how hot her ass and legs were (she was wearing a short skirt) and how they would fuck her. Whenever she came to my schools I tried to avoid her or hide so people didn't know she was my mom as they always talked about how hot she was.

She owns a men's clothing store, and does fairly well. To be honest, I've always suspected the reason of her success is in part guys buy from her just to talk to her. She is extremely reserved, I'm sure she gets hit on every day but no one has been able to take home the price if you know what I mean.

Would love to see someone conquer her, some type of alpha/jock muscular tall kind of guy who charms her or blackmails her just to take advantage of her.

Looking for guys who would like to roleplay where they would be fucking my mother. Specially the idea of someone my age(20) turns me on. Specially scenarios where she is reluctant, but is taken advantage of.

Pm me if you are interested.

I'd like to see YOU fuck your Mom and my F friend and I (M,50s) would watch, THEN I'd fuck MY Mom beside you while you fucked yours.
Wonder how yours would like that?
My Mom friend is convincing, very unassuming and friendly and a taboo loving perv