Size Queen House Slaves Ch. 6 - Sex Stories

Size Queen House Slaves Ch. 6

... when a massive wave of ecstasy battered my entire nervous system! Cum blasted out of my prick deep into Mom's greedy throat! "GODS MOM, I'm going to drown your fucking guts!" I imagined any deeper and my cock really would have been fucking her intestines! She clung to my hips like an addict shoving a horse hypodermic needle into a vein. "Ooohhhh!!! Fuuhhcking yeaaahhhh."

I swooned, the room's afternoon light blinking. I might have tipped over if Mom hadn't been cemented to my hips by hand and prick by mouth, still trying to take me deeper into her convulsing body. She gagged and gurgled!

I fell against the back of the couch, counting each jolt in my loins. Seven bolts of cum, landing salty proteins in her stomach, were followed by a thick stream of boiling spunk - filling her to the brim. Each time she gagged, semen foam sprayed out between her stretched lips and my twitching cock.

It seemed like she was resigned to drown in her son's sperm.

When Mom did reach her starved lungs' limit, she pulled away, eyes closed. My dick piled out of her mouth like a spurned lamprey, semi-soft. She fell on her right hip and grabbed the couch cushion to my left, for support. Mom could only hack and gasp. Cum spattered from her lips and dripped down her chin. She wiped her mouth with her left arm and panted. I couldn't see her eyes from my angle. Her tits heaved, and my limited attention was content to watch those hanging beauties.

"M-mom," My chest was also chugging, heart ...

... racing from the mighty climax which had sundered my lust and replaced it with clouds of pleasure. I floated, hardly able to talk through my overwhelmed emotions. "I've - never felt-"

"How many?" Mom turned her head farther away from me. "H-how much didn't I - get?" She gasped. "Inches."

She wanted to know how badly she had failed to deep throat my huge erection. I blanked trying to remember, but the number three occurred to me. She had taken more than five fat inches into her relatively small cavity and gullet. I didn't want to neg her accomplishment. "You were amazing, Mom!"

"Damn you." Mom surprised me with an angry tone. She wrenched herself upwards, pushing at the cushion for balance and to stand quicker. Standing, she grabbed the towel and fled fuming to the hall.

"You okay?" I called after, unable to rouse any muscles larger than my lips and throat. Her door opened and slammed shut. Was she angry at me or at herself, for not swallowing all of my huge prick? I was once again bewildered by the behavior of a woman in my family.

I couldn't help but remember how Nell, who was a bit bigger and taller than Mom, had only crammed four inches into her mouth.

***

By the time Nell arrived home from college, Mother and I were fixing dinner. We spoke only of things necessary to make the meal, until Nell wandered into the kitchen.

"How much of the tuition I'm paying, did you waste today?" Mom smirked.

"After the drugs and sushi party I hosted this afternoon, I ...