Another REAL FIGHT with mom…#2

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Another REAL FIGHT with mom…#2OK, here we go again. This happened last night. I really have no idea what’s going on with mom. It’s like she developed a mean streak and wanted to take out her frustrations on me.After defeating her in that crazy wrestling match, I wasn’t sure what would happen the next time. Mom is still staying at our house, even though they finished clearing the bugs out of her place last week. She’s not sleeping with me, Janice or Ginger (although Ginger has spent a few nights in her bed). I mean, it has been like nothing ever happen. Yes, families argue all the time. But wrestling with my mom, naked? And we used sex as a weapon to try to defeat each other! The fact we started in bathrobes with no clothes on underneath, you could come to a conclusion that two people would end up naked as they fought about. The eroticism of our nude bodies struggling and sweating and rubbing against each other could also explain how we were both excited and aroused physically. If you would have asked me ahead of time, I would have said that would have never happened and if it did I would have said we would have stopped immediately.But it did happen and we didn’t stop. We escalated it and began to fuck each other as part of the fight to try to make the other helpless, by bringing them to orgasm and then claiming victory. Even after making her cum, I pounded home my victory by face fucking her until I came all over her face and rubbed it in with my foot. As I thought about it afterwards, I don’t know what got into me. Or what got into her. Mom is a beautiful lady. Our lovemaking sessions, although not a lot, have been passionate and tender, not rough & tough. I was actually embarrassed to face her. When I got home last night, mom was sleeping and I was able to just go to bed myself. As I got undressed and got in bed, all I was thinking about wrestling with that lady and I found myself getting a huge hard-on. I must be going nuts, I thought to myself, as thoughts of our fight earlier dashed through my head until I fell asleep.But it didn’t last long. A few hours later, I woke up. I put on my robe to go downstairs. I was wondering if only wearing a bathrobe again was a good idea, bahis firmaları but I quickly said to myself nothing like what happened would ever happen again. Mom was in the kitchen as I walked in. I sat down and read a magazine across from her. It was awkward to say the least. We sat there silently for about 5 minutes when I broke the silence. “Mom,” I said, “I want to apologize for what happened.”“Oh really,” she said, “What did happen?” “Well, I don’t know what came over me or you.” “What do you mean what came over me?” she barked back at me. “You’re the one who was out of control.” “I was not,” I said. “You’re the one who started the whole thing to begin with, mom. I didn’t want to fight and I certainly didn’t want to…well…whatever happened. Look, I was just trying to apologize, mom.” Mom raised her hand up and she cut me off, getting up and walking over to me. “You should apologize to me! And you should consider yourself lucky!,” she continued as she jabbed her finger into my shoulder a couple of times. “What are you mean lucky?” I asked her. Completely forgetting the conciliatory tone I started out with I continued. “I wasn’t lucky. I just finished what you started and I meant what I said then, that if you wanted another ass-whoopin, I’d gladly be the one to give one to you.” As I spoke to her, I stood up in front of her now and poked my own finger into her shoulder a few times. Well, that’s all it took as we ended up grabbing each other right there in the kitchen. We wrestled on our feet before leaning onto the kitchen table. We had each other slightly bent over in a mutual headlock hold with our robes quickly becoming undone already. The milk carton was hit and spilled all over, making the floor slippery and sending us crashing down. Our robes were completely undone and open in front, revealing that neither one of us had anything on underneath. I got to my knees first and managed to get her on her stomach, pulling her arms back by the robe as I sat on her ass. I was able to hold onto her robe with one hand, trapping her arms and with my free hand, I yanked her head back with a handful of hair. “I told you that you would just be in for more of the same, kaçak iddaa didn’t I mom? Give up now!” I said, but she didn’t. She actually cursed at me. I stood up and ripped her robe right off her leaving her naked on the floor. I then quickly took mine off, as it was more of a bother than anything else. As I slid my robe off though, she rolled over on her back and kicked my legs out from under me. I slipped and fell onto the kitchen floor on my ass. Mom pushed me to the floor onto my back, climbing on top of me and smothering me with her tits. She had her hands in my hair and pulled my face into her chest so tight, I couldn’t breathe. I was still in shock from landing on my ass, and that allowed her to slide up and sit on my face. Mom was getting a some payback, not only suffocating me but grinding her wet pussy on my mouth and face. She was face-fucking me, like I did to her before. I was thrashing underneath her and finally had to reach up and grab one of her tits. I started squeezing and twisting it, making her yelp out in pain. She finally got up off me. But as she got to her feet, she stomped me in the stomach, balling me up as I gasped for air. Then she kicked me in the ass before sitting on my chest facing my feet. As she kneeled over to straighten my legs out, she landed a punch right on my erect dick, which was laying flat against my stomach. My dick was so hard from our fight, I was seeing stars. I wasn’t sure what was happening, but I soon realized mom had bent over and had taken my dick in her mouth. She was giving me a blowjob, trying to make me cum. So here I was, trying to recover from the pain I was in. I had to move fast because mom was definitely bringing me close to cuming. I managed to sit up some and yank her head back by her hair again, and she fell off to the side. Then I rolled her over onto her back and I pinned her face first to the kitchen floor in a full nelson hold. I moved myself a little and started entering her pussy from this position and I began to pump her. She was pumping right back, even though she fought it at first. That was when I realized, I wasn’t going to last long in this position since she had gotten a head start on me earlier.I kaçak bahis rolled her over, still in the full nelson, and managed to get her in a choke hold from behind. I needed to weaken her more, so I managed to cut off her air for a while as she tried to escape. I pushed her off me and sat on her chest and started to finger her hairless pussy as he lay on the floor, gasping to get air back into her lungs. She was gasping and she was also grinding with my fingers as my thrusts into her pussy were having their effect. I could feel her getting wetter, pre-cum dripping from her slit, until my head was yanked back by the hair, just like I did to her earlier. Now we were both on our back on the kitchen floor. We were soaked with the milk that spilled earlier. We came together, face to face, and rolled back and forth a little in a full body bear hug. It was clear where this was going. We were going to settle this fight the same way again. As I managed to gain control and lay on top of her, my dick found its way into her pussy again. We both started to fuck each other. Our faces were pressed together, cheek to cheek, her tits mashed against my chest, our stomachs rubbing and our legs tangled together. We were banging each other hard as we held each other tight. We were locked together and would be like this until there was only one conclusion, which was coming close for me. And then just as I thought I couldn’t hang on any longer, I felt her body tense up too. One hand from each of us went to the other’s hair. My dick was fucking her pussy just as hard as her pussy was fucking my dick until I could feel her wet pussy explode in orgasm, just as I shot my load inside of her. We both came at the same time, with violent orgasms. As violent as the fight was between us, leaving cum dripping from both of us as I fell off her onto the floor next to her. Both of us were breathing heavily, dripping wet from the sweat and milk. That’s when I realized this didn’t settle anything between us, since we made each other cum at the same time. We didn’t know when our next fight would be, but we agreed there would be a next fight, since this one ended without a clear winner. We got up, showered together, washing the milk and sweat from each others body, and went to our separate beds. As I crawled in between Janice & Ginger, I thought to myself, OK, we have a different type of family. But I wouldn’t trade our lives for anyone elses.

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