Mom begs for cock

My mother is one of those Latinas who make people turn their heads on the street, with a fat ass that shows in any pair of pants she wears and a pair of beautiful, round, firm tits that look like they belong to a twenty-year-old. On the outside, she’s the most religious woman you can imagine, always at church, praying the rosary, and talking about how bad sin is. But I know the truth. I know that when it comes to getting fucked, all that holiness falls away and she turns into a total slut in bed. The proof came to me a couple of nights ago, when the silence of the house was broken by moans that pulled me from a deep sleep.

I woke up to a sound that wasn’t normal, a rhythmic panting and a muffled whimper coming from the next room. I got up with my heart pounding, my dick already half-hard just from the intrigue, and I tiptoed to my door. I opened it just a crack, enough for the sound to come through clear and strong. It was her, no doubt. And she wasn’t alone. I heard her beg, with a voice I didn’t recognize, hoarse and full of desperation: “Yes, Papi, give me more. Give me all your cock, please. Fuck me harder!”

Hearing my mom beg for dick like that, with that hunger, left me paralyzed. I hadn’t heard her moan like that in years, not since my dad left. Every dull thud against the wall, every moan that escaped her lips, was like a whip cracking down my spine, making my dick hard as a rock. I leaned against the doorframe, unable to pull away, and I started jerking off right there in the dim hallway, staring at her closed bedroom door like a fucking pervert. Every time she screamed, “Right there, right there!” I’d stroke myself faster, imagining I was the one giving it to her, the one who had her under me with that fat ass in the air. It was so intense I came in silence, my teeth clenched, while on the other side of the wall they kept going at it like animals.

Since that night, I can’t get her out of my head. I recently started taking furtive pictures of her ass, an obsession that’s eating me alive. When she bends over to clean or pick something up from the floor, I discreetly pull out my phone and steal an image. I keep them all in a hidden folder, and at night, when the house is silent, I look at them and jerk off, remembering her screams and the way she begged for more cock. It’s insane, I know, but I can’t stop. Seeing that holy woman turned into a cock-hungry slut has me hooked and hornier than ever.