Earning his keep

I stood in the kitchen washing dishes as I listened to my nineteen year old son fucking his girlfriend up stairs.

It didn't bother me that he was getting some pussy.
What bothered me was the fact that I was the one doing dishes.
Not that I minded. It was the fact I did everything. From the cooking and cleaning to making all the money.
Lance did absolutely nothing expect eat and fuck.
He had no ambition to get a job, a car or a place to live.

He wasn't dumb. He graduated top in his class and he sure as hell wasn't ugly. Hell, he's been fucking ever woman he has met sense he was old enough to drive.
That's the second reason he lives with me.
After he got caught fucking his stepmother his father kicked him out.

As I stewed over Lance I called Jeanne. As we talked she even admitted my son comes over on occasions and services her. She also explained to me that he was no John Holms. But, he was very well hung, with lots of staying power.
That pissed me off even more.

For the nexq several days where fairly sleepless and I was very short with Lance.

Saturday rolled around and as normal Lance was still in bed at 1 o'clock when I got home from work.

That was it for me.
I had flat had enough of his fucking shit.
In a haste I hatched a plan and executed it.

Now, I'm a 38 year old chubby.
5'8" tall 175 pounds with a 36E-46-32 figure. Thick Auburn red hair, green eyes and thin lips. My complexion is clear and my skin is soft. I'm not a big makeup wearer.

I grabbed a stew pot full of water and headed to Lance's room kicking the door open I threw it at him as he laid there asleep.

"Get your ass out of bed." I screamed.

Lance jumped up confused and dumbfounded.

"You have five fucking minutes to meet me in the livingroom." I yelled at him then walked out.


"Mom, what the hell is going on with you!" Lance said almost yelling.

"You!" I said pointing at him with a glare. "You are what's wrong with me!" I finished glaring at him.

When Lance started to say something, I cut him off.

"Don't you say a word till I ask you to say something." I glared pointing at him.
"Things are going to change around here and how they change all depends on you." I glared.

"What do you mean?" Lance asked with a sheepish look.

I just looked at him glaring for a moment building my courage up.

"Here's the rules. You can either take them or leave them. It's up to you. But, if you don't take them. You will find another place to live by tomorrow morning." I glared.

"Okay." Was all Lance said.

So I just started at the top.
No more sleeping in. Up by 6 AM.
You will do all the cleaning.
We will split cooking meals.
You will mow the lawn.
Laundry is yours too.
I threw in a couple more before I got to the big ones.

I stopped myself and looked at Lance gaining courage, before I finished the last part of what I was gonna say.

"Is that it?" Lance asked with just enough sarcasm to push me through.

"No it's not." I growled glaring at him taking a second measuring him.
"Sex. I require sex. Lots of sex. All kinds of sex. I require to be fucked at the minimum once a day." I finished looking Lance right in the eye.

After a moment when he didn't answer and my patients wore out.

"Well, you gonna pack and go? Or you gonna come over here and fuck me?" I glared scared that he would leave and scared he was gonna fuck me.

"Mom, you know." Lance started.

"Which is it. Am I Terry or am I mom. Terry gets fucked daily and a man at home taking care of things and he gets free room and board. Mom gets you out the door and taking care of yourself while another man takes your place." I glared.

Lance just looked at me studying me.

"What about Kelly?" Lance asked with a thoughtful look.
"I didn't say you couldn't fuck her. What I said was you was gonna screw me at least once a day as long as your staying under my roof." A glared angry again.

I could tell when Lance stood up I had won.

"Stop." I said with a forceful tone. "Drop them. I want to see what I'm dealing with."

Lance looked at me with pleading eyes.

"You know your choices." I smiled lewdly.

Without a second thought Lance drop his shorts and kicked them across the floor. Jeanne was right. He was no John Holmes. But, he was still packing some pretty serious meat.
Alot better then anything I had ever had before.

"Very nice." I grinned unbuttoning my slacks and throwing them to the side.

"Make sure I'm good and lubed up before you stick that bigger fucker in me." I smiled before bending over the counter.

It had been so long sense I had a tongue stuck into my pussy and I was way hornier then I thought I was it wasn't long before I was cumming in buckets, just from his tongue.

When Lance entered me I came hard instantly.

"Harder." I grunted in lust over my shoulder as my nineteen year old son drove his powerful cock into my overly stretched pussy from behind smashing into my cervix. "FUCK ME! ME HARD!" I growled as star exploded in my head and cum ran down my chubby thighs.

"JESUS FUCK YOUR TIGHT!" Lance grunted

"FUCK ME! MAKE MY PUSSY GAPE WITH THAT BIG COCK!" I growled as I pushed back hard into his manhood.

Lance had two hand fulls of my Auburn hair with his cock buried in me as deep as he could get it when he exploded filling me with his sweet nut juice.

Panting he leaned back against the kitchen table letting his flaccid cock slip from my well used pussy.

I was still horny and wanting to fuck and figured sense he fucked me so good he needed his cock sucked.

I squatted down in front of him and worshipped his cock like a good woman does after a proper fucking.
I also knew that once he was hard again he would last longer.

Before I took Lance to my bed for the rest of the day. I wanted him clean and fresh.
So I took him into my shower. Where I washed him from head to toe and shaved him smooth as new.
Before I let him out of the shower I made sure I got another good fucking.
Then I made him go wait for me in bed while I finished cleaning up.
When I climbed into bed with him I was smooth and soft from head to toe.

Lance knew from the look in my eyes he was in for a treat.

"All refreshed and ready for action?" He asked.
"You have no idea." I smiled lustfully climbing up and taking his cock in my hand. Looking at him with a naughty smile I played with his cock.
"So do we have a deal?" I grinned licking the his piss hole.
"Yes! God yes!" Lance hissed with a smile.
"Good." Moaned lustfully before I took his cock in my mouth and sucked him harder, longer and deeper then any woman ever has before.

It was almost 9 pm and after he pumped full of his third load of nut juice before we finally wore out.

I woke the next morning to the smell of frying bacon.

"Morning." I cooed walking up behind Lance kissing him on the neck and massaging his cock.
"Morning." He grinned turn his head to give me a kiss as his prick stiffened in my hand making me more hornier then I already was.
"You know what." I smiled kissing him again on the back of the neck as I slowly stroked his now rigid prick.
"What?" Lance chuckled.
"After you feed me, your take me back to bed and fuck me like a who're. I want that cock in me." I said smiling big with a little laugh.
"Is that so?" Lance chuckled.
"That is so." I grinned reaching into his night pants enjoying the feeling of his hard prick.


"GOD YESSSSS!" I grunted hard as I clung to Lance's taught body with my legs spread wide as he power fucked into my oozing gaping slit. "HAMMER MY PUSSY! USE ME! FUCK ME WITH MAGNIFICENT PRICK!" I grunted as Lance's large prick head bounced off my cervix.
The harder lance fucked me. The harder I came and the harder I came the more I wanted him.
Again after Lance filled me with a good thick load of spunk I worshipped his slimy prick till I was satisfied it was clean enjoying the flavor of our combined juices.

We was laying on the couch watching t.v as I casually sucked Lance's prick.
I wasn't wanting to make him cum. I was just enjoying his stiff young prick when what ever movie we was watching mentioned something about anal sex.

Well, I got to thinking about how long it had been sense I had had a cock up my ass.

"Where you going?" Lance asked when I got up looking confused.

"The poty room." I grinned.

I can't tell you how welcoming it felt as I slid down Lance's hard shaft stretching my tight asshole to its limits as I made out with him.

"You are unbelievable." Lance smiled as I worked my ass in a circle working his rigid pole deep into my guts.
"You have know idea." I grinned as I sexily kissed him.
"Is this the way its gonna be ever day?" Lance asked as he looked deep into my eyes dreamily.
"Nope." I smiled lustfully as my orgasm built. "Theres more. Alot more." And with that I exploded with a quivering orgasm.

Monday morning I woke to bacon frying and left the house with a very well used pussy.
I still come home to Lance screwing his Kelly on occasions. But, I always go to bed with a belly, pussy or ass full of cum. So I don't say anything.
I get it. He's a man and a young man at that. He needs variety in his life.

Me I'm perfectly happy dating and fucking a nineteen year stud.

I have also been wondering what nineteen year old pussy is like.

But, I'm gonna wait on that.