Mallika lay wide open on my bed; her voluptuous body was a sin to see. Her black thong was soaked in her juice and barely clinging to her dripping pussy, her lacy bra caging her heaving breasts. I knelt between her parted legs, my nine-inch cock was rock-hard as I lay it on her chubby tummy. The tip rested well above her navel, and even I was shocked to see how deep it would go. 

“Mommy, look at this monster,” I bragged. 

“This baby’s gonna rip your pussy apart, Mommy. Mm, I am gonna fill you up so fucking deep and make you scream my name.” I said. Her innocent eyes widened with tension and fear. 

“Vihaan… fuck, it’s too goddamn big,” she stammered. 

“I have never taken a cock this big in my life. I don’t know if I can…”

I leaned down, my lips kissing her ear, my cock still touching her tummy. “Don’t be a pussy, Mommy. Hm, in an hour you’ll be begging for every fucking inch of this monster.” I smirked, loving the way she panicked. 

“Tell me, how big’s Dad’s pathetic cock?” I whispered.

She bit her lip; a wicked smile played across her eyes as she leaned into the humiliation. “Five inches, baby. Your dad’s cock is a fucking joke next to this beast. You know, it can’t even make me wet properly.”

She wrapped her fingers around my shaft, stroking it slowly, her voice pure sin. “Your cock… It’s fucking magnificent, Vihaan. So thick, so long… it’s gonna ruin Mommy’s pussy.”

“Baby,”

“Hm..”

“I want you to spread that cunt wide open tonight.” 

Her legs fell open further, the thong barely covering her. “Please, baby, claim every fucking inch of Mommy’s pussy. Stretch me so wide your dad’s useless dick won’t feel a goddamn thing from now on.”

I growled and pushed my tongue into her mouth in a sloppy, hungry kiss as we devoured each other. I moved my mouth down her jaw, her neck, until I reached her breasts, still caged in that black lacy bra. With a quick flick, I unhooked it, tossing it aside, freeing her 36D breasts like a caged tigress. They were beautiful, heavy, soft pillows I could bury my face in. Her nipples were hard and pink, begging for my mouth to fuck them.

I latched onto one like a leech, sucking hard, my tongue circling the sensitive areola, licking the nipple like melting ice cream. She grunted and arched her back. 

“Oh fuck, baby, suck Mommy’s tits,” she screamed in need.

I pulled back, locking eyes with her. 

“Watch this, Mommy,” I said, gathering a thick batch of spit in my mouth. I let it drip slowly, a thick silver string landing on her nipple, coating it. 

“You’re so fucking dirty, baby,” she moaned hard.

“Yes, Vihaan! Suck my nipples hard, baby, bite them, please,” she begged, her voice dripping with lust.

“I’ll fucking milk these tits, Mommy,” I growled, diving back in, sucking one nipple deep, sinking my teeth into it as my hand pressed her other breast, twisting the nipple until she cried out. 

“Oh God, yes, hurt me, baby!” she gasped, her hand slipping down to her pussy, rubbing her clit rapidly through the thong.

I grabbed her wrist, pushing it away and pinning it above her head. “No touching yourself, you hungry bitch,” I snapped. 

“This pussy’s mine now. You don’t cum unless I tell you, got it?”

“Please, Vihaan,” she whimpered, her pretty eyes pleading in lust. 

“I’m so close, baby… let Mommy cum, please, I’m begging,” she whimpered.

I smirked, leaning close, my breath hot on her face. 

“Then beg properly, bitch. Tell me how bad you need to cum for your stepson.”

Her voice broke, raw and shameless. “Fuck, baby, I’m your dirty fucking Mommy, and I need to cum so bad on your hand like a cheap whore. Please, Vihaan, please… make my slutty pussy cum for my stepson!”

Satisfied, I released her wrist, but instead of letting her touch herself, I bent my cock down, sliding it under her thong. The thick head was almost touching and sliding on her wet, swollen pussy lips. I moved swiftly but sexily, teasing her cunt without entering; the sensation drove her wild. 

“Oh fuck, you are a monster, baby!” she cried, her hips chasing my cock. I kept sucking her nipple, biting harder, my hand kneading her other breast, twisting until she whimpered in pain and pleasure.

In less than a minute, her body seized; her thick thighs shook like an earthquake. 

“Ahh… Vihaan! I’m fucking cumming, baby,” she screamed. Her voice echoed through the room, a cry of intense joy as her orgasm ripped through her. She grabbed my head, pressing it into her tits, smothering me in their softness as I sucked them harder, biting her nipple. Her pussy gushed, soaking the thong and my cock in a pool of her hot, sticky juices.

Mallika was trembling on my bed, her curvy body shining with sweat, her 36D breasts heaving, nipples swollen from the hard sucking. Her pussy was a dripping mess; the black thong was soaked in her juices and clung to her cunt tightly. In a frenzy, I hooked my fingers under the lace and peeled it off slowly, leaving her stark naked. I held the thong up, admiring its drenched, sexy scent, my cock throbbing at the sight. 

“Fuck, Mommy, this thong’s soaked with your cum,” I said seductively. To be honest, I really wanted to dive between her legs and lick every drop of that sweet, sticky mess, but her pussy was so wet it’d ruin the lube I needed for my dick. However, a dirtier idea hit me.

“Mommy, hm… open that sexy mouth, please,” I purred, and she obeyed, parting her lips wide. I stuffed the soaked thong into her mouth, making her taste her juice. Then I leaned in, kissing her hard, tasting her pussy through the fabric; our tongues tried to touch around it sloppily.

“Mmm, taste how fucking wet you are for me,” I murmured against her lips. Then I pulled the thong out and draped it around my neck like a garland. Mallika’s eyes sparked with lust and surprise. 

“You’re such a dirty fucking boy,” she teased, her voice filled with desire. 

“Wearing my soaked thong like a prize? Mmm, you’re naughtier than I imagined, baby.”

I grinned, grabbing a condom from the bedside, rolling it over my nine-inch cock. I looked into her eyes and said in a teasing tone, “Mommy, are you ready for this? Hm, ready for your stepson to fill that tight pussy?”

She bit her lip and said playfully, “Oh, baby, Mommy’s pussy is aching for that huge cock. But go easy on me, please. I’ve never taken anything this big.”

I smirked, kneeling between her spread legs, teasing the tip of my cock against her swollen, wet pussy lips. “Slow and deep, or you want me to slam this whole fucking cock into your womb in one go?” I asked, watching her squirm.

Her eyes widened, and she got scared. “Fuck, no, go slow, baby! Please. Uh… your cock’s too damn thick, it will tear me,” she pleaded.

I chuckled and dragged my cockhead along her slit, coating it in her pussy juices, making her moan. 

“Then beg for it, beg like you mean it, you dirty Mommy. Mmm, tell me how bad you want your stepson’s cock to fuck you slow and deep.”

Her hands were gripping the sheets. “Please, Vihaan, mmm, slide that massive dick into Mommy’s tight pussy. Fuck me slow, mmm, stretch me wide, make me your dirty girl, baby.” Her words were dripping with hunger and submission.

I pressed the tip against her entrance, my cock sliding into her pussy like a thick snake, each inch making her gasp for air. 

“Keep begging, Mommy,” I growled, pausing at one inch, her soft walls clenching my dick tight. 

“Tell me to keep going, or I stop.”

“More, baby! Push that huge cock deeper!” she cried, her voice trembling as I inched two inches into her pussy.

“Fuck, Mommy, you’re so tight,” I growled, easing in a second inch, her gasps filling the air.

“Mm, oh God, you’re filling Mommy’s naughty cunt so good, baby, keep going, give me more,” her voice trembled with raw need as I slid to three inches.

I grinned, her walls quivering around me. “You like that, you dirty girl? Keep telling me how bad you want this cock,” I teased, pausing to make her beg more.

“Fuck, Vihaan, shove that fat dick deeper, baby,” she moaned, her eyes dipped with lust. 

“Mommy’s pussy needs every fucking inch of you.” Her hips squeezed me, urging me to push another inch.

“More, baby, I can take it, give me more,” she begged again as I pushed myself, my cock buried in her tight pussy at five inches.

And then she froze, her breath hitching. “Fuck, baby, stop, stop. It hurts, it hurts, ah, your cock’s too thick, it’s tearing me so much,” she cried, her eyes wide with worry.

I smirked, holding her still. “It just went five inches. This pussy’s mine tonight, Mommy, and it’s taking more,” I whispered, my voice soft like a devil, and then I started with slow strokes, my cock gliding in and out, stretching her tight cunt to my cock’s thickness with each thrust. She moaned, her body relaxing, pleasure overtaking her mind. 

“Oh fuck, baby… fuck Mommy’s pussy just like that,” she gasped, her tits jiggling with each stroke, building her second orgasm. Her moans grew louder. 

“I’m gonna cum, baby,” she cried, her pussy pulsing around my cock. 

As her second orgasm hit, I gripped her thick hips tightly, pinning her to the bed, and with one full thrust, I shoved two more inches into her. Her scream was a wild mix of pain and pleasure; her body shook as her cunt released another gush, soaking around my cock. 

“Fuuuuuck, Vihaan! You’re splitting me open!” she cried, her nails clawing my arms like a tigress, trying to push me back. I held her firmly, my cock buried seven inches deep into her, not letting her move. 

“This pussy’s mine now, you dirty girl,” I whispered with a tease. 

“I fuck it however I want.” I stayed there for a minute, her orgasm fading, leaving her whimpering in soft pain, tears shining on her cheeks. 

“Please, baby, it hurts… you’re so fucking big,” she sobbed softly, her voice breaking.

I ignored her and started to fuck her in slow, steady motion, letting her pussy walls adjust to my thickness. After five minutes, her pain turned into pleasure, and her third orgasm started building. 

“Oh God, baby, it feels so good now… fuck me, ah, fuck Mommy faster, baby, I’m gonna cum again!” she begged, her voice desperate.

“Say it when you’re cumming, Mommy. I wanna hear you,” I ordered, kissing her nipples, my cock sliding deeper with each thrust. 

As her body tensed, her pussy tightened around my cock, and she screamed.

“I’m cumming, I am cumming again, baby.” I seized the moment as a golden opportunity, thrusting hard, pushing another inch into her.

My throbbing cock was buried into her, eight inches now stretching her pussy to her limit, almost touching her womb. 

She screamed louder, “Aaaaahhhh!” Her cry, a piercing wail of ecstasy, echoed in the room, but I clamped my hand over her mouth, suppressing the sound. 

“Shut up, bitch,” I growled, her muffled voice vibrating against my palm as her body went through an earthquake, her pussy flooded my cock with her cum, and it started leaking out, drip by drip.

Her body shook beneath me, her pussy trembling around my nine-inch cock in a tight grip as her orgasm tore through her, a wild, mind-shattering orgasm that left her gasping for air. But as the waves crashed, the pleasure changed into agonising pain; my sudden, deep thrust had stretched her to her limits. She started pounding my back with her fists, her nails digging into his skin, leaving scratches on my back.

“Vihaan, you fucking monster!” her voice cracked. 

“Oh, Mommy? Your pussy’s still squeezing my cock like a greedy whore, baby,” he teased, keeping his cock in, not moving another inch. But there was something off, there was tears in her eyes,

"You ok?" I asked.

"Yeah."

"Are you hurt?" I asked, and she shook her head yes.

"Do you want to stop?" She shook her head no.

"Don't move," she ordered.

I stayed silent. I could feel the heat of her pussy, but it contrasted with the coldness in her eyes. She wanted me; she was very clear about it. I felt something leaving my body, and all I was left with was pain, the pain of being alone in a room full of people, the pain of not being loved by anyone else, a pain I never wanted to engulf me. 

No. No. No. No. No. I can’t lose her. I can’t hurt her. 

I felt a strong pull coming from someone; it was happy, fun, and charming, a white shadow. It asked playfully.

Wanna love me, baby?

It laughed at me,  and I said Yes.

My heart ached, and I was crying now, my voice almost a whisper. 

“I love you.” Tears welled in my eyes, spilling over as I looked at her, vulnerable and shattered.

“What? What did you say?”

“I love you.”

She stared, her tears flowing harder, her voice a broken request. 

“Don’t say that, Vihaan. Take it back. This was just a one-night thing… okay? I gave in to my desires? That’s not part of this fucked-up mess. You hear me?” Her body trembled, her pussy still wrapped around my cock, a reminder of our sin.

I shook my head, determination and softness in my voice. 

“I don’t care anymore, Mallika. I won’t take it back. I love you.”

“You have changed me, baby. You have changed me forever, and even if you reject me, I don’t care. I’d do anything for you, be anything for you, even if it’s just to see you smile. I’m not my dad, Mallika. I won’t hide from this. I love you now.” My tears rolled down my cheeks like a fountain, and with that, I sat up, taking my cock out of her beautiful pussy.

***

He loves me? she thought, her mind reeling. 

I’m too old, too fat, too broken… a 35-year-old stepmom who fucked her stepson. I’m not worthy of love. He can have a better life without me.

However, looking at Vihaan with teary eyes, so raw and honest, cracked something inside her like a stick. The guilt and shame battled a demon within her, the one that craved his touch, his passion, his claim. And the demon won. After a minute, she reached up, cupping his face, her lips brushing his eyes, sucking the tears from his skin, tasting the salt of his devotion. 

“Don’t cry, baby,” she whispered, her voice soft but true. 

“I’m yours… forever.”

She pulled back, her teary eyes locking onto him with a new fire. 

“You want me to love you back?” she asked. He nodded.

“Then I want you to finish what you started,” she said, her tone shifting to a sultry challenge.

“Claim me, Vihaan. Make me your queen. Conquer every part of me.” In her mind, she wanted to submit to him the way he had just submitted himself to her.

He hesitated, seeing the pain in her eyes. 

“Mallika, it’s hurting you. I don’t want to.”

“No,” she cut him off, her voice firm, her hands gripping his face, kissing his lips like a lover. 

“I want this. I want you to own me. I don’t care about the pain now. Please, love me with that cock. Baby, be my king,” she said and kissed him passionately.

***

She grabbed the lube, pouring a generous stream over my cock, making it slick and ready for her, and lay on her back. I intertwined our fingers, pinning her hands above her head in a loving grip. 

“Look at me, Mommy,” I said softly, my voice filled with emotion. 

“Keep those eyes on mine while I claim you,” I said.

She spread her legs wider, her pussy open and inviting, though her face tensed. 

“Go slow, baby,” she whispered, bracing for the pain, but her love silenced the cries. 

“Make me feel every inch of you.”

I pushed in, my lubed cock sliding into her wet pussy inch by inch, her gasps soft but intense. At four inches, she moaned.

“Yes, baby, fill me… so deep.” 

At six, her breath skipped, pain mixing with pleasure, but she urged.

“Keep going, my love.” 

At seven, her nails pressed into my hands, her voice trembling. 

“Fuck, it hurts, baby. Stop, look me in the eyes… make me yours, Vihaan.”

At eight, tears flowed freely. Her body tensed, but her eyes stayed locked, love overriding the pain. 

“One more, love,” I whispered, my voice thick with emotion. 

“Take all of me, queen.” She nodded. 

“Do it, my king… claim your queen’s pussy.” I thrust slowly; the final inch disappeared into her. 

My cock was fully buried, her walls pulsing around my shaft. Her lips parted in a silent scream, tears streaming, but no cries escaped; only love shone in her eyes as her body shook. 

“I love you, Vihaan,” she gasped, her voice breaking as her pussy surrendered completely to me.

Her voluptuous body quivered beneath me like a...