Preferential Mommy treatment

[Moose99]

The bathroom was thick with steam, the air heavy with the scent of lavender soap and wet tile. Karen, a curvy brunette in her late thirties, hummed softly as she scrubbed her two stepsons, Jake and Tommy, in the oversized shower. She’d taken them in after marrying their dad a year ago, and though they were both in their late teens—Jake 19, Tommy 18—she still treated them like her little boys. "Mommy’s gotta keep her babies clean," she cooed, her voice dripping with that syrupy, maternal warmth she’d perfected.

Jake stood on the left, broad-shouldered and quiet, his dark hair plastered to his forehead under the spray. Tommy, slighter and more talkative, fidgeted on the right, splashing water as he grinned at her. Karen’s hands moved with practiced ease, lathering Jake’s back, then Tommy’s, her fingers sliding over their slick skin. It was routine—until it wasn’t.

She’d always been careful not to linger too long, not to *look* too much. But today, as she knelt to scrub their legs, her eyes caught something that made her breath hitch. Jake’s cock hung there, heavy and thick, swaying slightly as he shifted under the water. It wasn’t just big—it was fucking *monumental*, a slab of meat that dwarfed Tommy’s smaller, unremarkable prick bobbing beside it. Her mouth went dry, and a heat she hadn’t felt in years sparked low in her belly.

“Mommy’s sweet boys,” she murmured, her voice catching as she stood, soap suds dripping from her hands. She tried to focus, but her gaze kept snapping back to Jake’s massive dick. She couldn’t unsee it. “You’re growing up so fast, aren’t you, Jakey?”

Jake smirked, catching her stare. “Guess so, Mom.”

Tommy piped up, oblivious. “Yeah, we’re not kids anymore, right?”

Karen barely heard him. Her hands moved on autopilot, washing Jake’s chest now, her fingers trembling as they brushed lower. “Oh, Jakey,” she purred, her tone shifting, thick with something darker. “Mommy’s so proud of you. Look at you—such a *big* boy. So strong, so… well-equipped.”

Tommy frowned, splashing water. “Hey, what about me?”

She flicked her eyes to him, dismissive. “Oh, Tommy, you’re fine, sweetie. Just… stay over there, okay? Mommy’s talking to Jake right now.” Her attention locked back on Jake, her voice dropping to a husky whisper. “Goddamn, baby, you’re hung like a fucking horse. Mommy didn’t know you were hiding *that* under those baggy jeans.”

Jake’s smirk widened, his cock twitching under her gaze. “You like it, huh?”

“Like it?” Karen laughed, low and filthy, stepping closer until the water cascaded over her soaked tank top, outlining her heavy tits. “Mommy fucking *loves* it, Jakey. That’s a cock a woman dreams about. Thick, fat, perfect—shit, I bet you’d split me open with that monster.”

Tommy’s face fell. “Uh, Mom? I’m right here—”

“Quiet, Tommy,” she snapped, not even looking at him. “Mommy’s busy admiring a *real* man. You just… wash yourself or something. Jake’s got what Mommy needs.” She reached out, hesitant at first, then bolder, her fingers grazing Jake’s shaft. It pulsed under her touch, hardening fast, and she let out a needy little moan. “Oh, fuck, baby, look at that. So big for Mommy. You gonna let me play with it?”

Jake leaned back against the tile, cocky as hell. “Go for it, Mom. It’s all yours.”

Her hand wrapped around him, barely able to circle his girth, and she started stroking, slow and deliberate. “Good boy,” she breathed, her eyes wild with lust. “Mommy’s gonna take such good care of you. This fat fucking cock deserves worship, doesn’t it? Not like that little thing over there.” She jerked her head toward Tommy without looking, her focus glued to Jake’s swelling dick. “Poor Tommy’s got nothing on you, baby. You’re a goddamn stud.”

Tommy’s voice cracked. “Mom, what the hell? I’m—”

“Shut it, Tommy!” she barked, her hand pumping Jake faster now, water sluicing over them. “You’ve got a shrimp dick, okay? Mommy’s not interested. Jake’s the king here. Look at this—fucking *look* at it. This is what a real man’s got swinging between his legs.” She sank to her knees, the shower soaking her hair, her face inches from Jake’s throbbing cock. “Mommy’s gonna suck you so good, baby. You deserve it. My big, hung boy.”

Jake groaned, gripping her wet hair. “Fuck yeah, Mom. Do it.”

She didn’t hesitate, her lips stretching wide as she took him in, gagging almost instantly on his size. “Mmmph,” she mumbled around him, drool mixing with the water as she bobbed her head. She pulled off with a wet pop, gasping. “Holy shit, Jakey, you’re gonna choke Mommy with this beast. I love it. I fucking *love* it. You’re so much better than your brother—so much *bigger*.”

Tommy stood there, red-faced and shrinking—literally and figuratively—under the spray. “This is messed up,” he muttered, but Karen didn’t care. She was lost, worshipping Jake’s cock with her mouth and hands, her voice a stream of filthy praise between sloppy sucks. “Mommy’s perfect boy… so thick… gonna ruin me with this… fuck, I need it inside me…”

The shower ran on, steam curling around them as Karen’s obsession deepened, Tommy forgotten in the haze of her lust.

 

[Moose99]

Karen’s knees ached against the wet tile, but she didn’t give a shit. Her lips stretched wide around Jake’s monstrous cock, slurping noisily as she took him deeper, her throat spasming around his girth. Water streamed down her face, matting her dark hair to her cheeks, but her eyes—wild and glassy with lust—never left his. She pulled off with a wet, gasping cough, strings of spit dangling from her chin as she stared up at him. “Fuck, Jakey,” she rasped, her voice raw. “Mommy’s never had a cock this big. You’re gonna destroy me, baby, and I’m gonna love every fucking second.”

Jake grinned down at her, his hand tightening in her hair. “Keep going, Mom. You’re doing good.”

“Oh, I’ll do better than good, you hung little bastard,” she purred, her hands sliding up his thighs. Her soaked tank top clung to her like a second skin, and her tits—massive, heavy double-Ds—strained against the fabric, nipples hard as fucking rocks. They jiggled with every move, full and ripe, spilling over the neckline as she leaned forward. She grabbed them herself, squeezing hard, pushing them together. “You like Mommy’s big boobs, Jakey? Look at these fat tits—all for you, baby. Mommy’s gonna smother that giant cock with ‘em.”

She shoved his dick between her cleavage, the slick soap and water making it glide smooth as she started tit-fucking him. Her breasts enveloped him, swallowing most of his length, though the fat, purple head still poked out the top, glistening and obscene. “Goddamn, look at that,” she moaned, rocking her shoulders to work him faster. “Your cock’s so fucking huge it’s sticking out of Mommy’s titties. Tommy could never do this—his little pecker wouldn’t even reach halfway.”

Tommy, still standing off to the side, clenched his fists, his face a mix of humiliation and anger. “Mom, this is—”

“I said shut the fuck up, Tommy!” Karen snapped, her head whipping toward him for a split second before zeroing back in on Jake. “You’re irrelevant, you little-dicked loser. Mommy’s got a real man to please.” She spat on Jake’s cock, the saliva mixing with the water as she mashed her tits tighter around him. “That’s it, baby, fuck Mommy’s fat jugs. Use ‘em like they’re yours.”

Jake groaned, thrusting his hips, his cockhead smearing precum across her collarbone. “Shit, Mom, you’re nasty.”

“Nasty for you, Jakey,” she cooed, her voice a filthy sing-song. “Mommy’s your dirty little slut now. Look at these boobs bouncing for you—so big, so soft, all for my hung stud.” She let go of her tits, letting them slap back against her chest with a wet smack, then grabbed his shaft with both hands, jerking him hard and fast. “But I need more, baby. Mommy needs that cock inside her. You gonna give it to me?”

“Fuck yeah,” Jake growled, yanking her up by the hair. She stumbled to her feet, giggling like a bitch in heat, and he spun her around, bending her over against the shower wall. Her hands splayed on the tile, ass jutting out, her tank top riding up to expose the curve of her thick hips. Jake didn’t waste time—he ripped the fabric up over her head, tossing it aside, leaving her stark naked, her massive tits swinging free, dripping water.

“Oh, Jakey, you’re so rough with Mommy,” she whined, wiggling her ass back against him. “Give it to me, baby. Shove that fat fucking cock in me—make Mommy scream.”

He lined up, the blunt head of his dick pressing against her soaked pussy, and then he slammed in, no warning, no mercy. Karen’s scream echoed off the tiles, half pain, half ecstasy, as he stretched her wide. “Oh FUCK! Yes, Jakey, yes! You’re splitting Mommy open—holy shit, you’re so goddamn big!” Her tits bounced wildly with every thrust, slapping against the wall, her nipples grazing the cold surface as she clawed at the tile.

Tommy stared, frozen, his own dick limp and pathetic under the spray. “Mom, you’re—”

“Tommy, I swear to God, if you don’t shut your useless mouth, I’ll shove a bar of soap in it!” she snarled, her voice breaking as Jake pounded her harder. “Look at your brother—look at this fucking *beast* he’s got. That’s what Mommy needs, not your sad little worm.” She moaned louder, pushing back to meet Jake’s thrusts. “Oh, baby, you’re ruining me—Mommy’s pussy’s never gonna be the same. Keep fucking me, Jakey, don’t stop!”

Jake gripped her hips, slamming into her so hard the wet *slap-slap-slap* drowned out the shower. “You’re tight as fuck, Mom,” he grunted. “Love this pussy.”

“Mommy loves you, baby—loves this huge dick,” she babbled, drooling now, her words slurring with pleasure. “Fill me up, Jakey. Pump Mommy full of that hot cum. I want it—fuck, I need it.” Her tits swung like pendulums, heavy and obscene, as she reached down to rub her clit, her fingers frantic. “Look at these boobs, baby—watch ‘em bounce while you fuck me stupid. All for you, my big, strong boy.”

Jake’s pace turned brutal, his balls slapping her ass, and Karen’s moans hit a fever pitch. “Yes, yes, YES! Mommy’s cumming, Jakey—oh fuck, you’re making me cum so hard!” Her body shook, her pussy clamping down on him, and he roared, unloading deep inside her, hot spurts flooding her as she wailed his name.

She slumped against the wall, panting, cum dripping down her thighs as Jake pulled out, his cock still half-hard and glistening. Karen turned, dropping to her knees again, her massive tits heaving as she licked him clean. “Such a good boy for Mommy,” she murmured, kissing the tip. “You’re the only one who matters, Jakey. Tommy can jerk his little nub in the corner for all I care.”

Tommy stormed out, slamming the shower door, but Karen didn’t even flinch. She was too busy worshipping her stepson’s godlike cock, her world narrowed to him and him alone.

 

[Moose99]

Karen’s knees were still slick against the shower floor, her lips glossy with spit and Jake’s cum as she kissed the tip of his softening cock one last time. Her massive tits, flushed red from the heat and exertion, hung heavy, dripping water onto the tiles. She glanced over her shoulder at Tommy, who’d stormed back in after his little tantrum, his face a mask of sullen resentment. A wicked grin split her face, her eyes glinting with something cruel and hungry.

“Oh, Tommy, sweetie,” she cooed, her voice syrupy but laced with venom. “Don’t just stand there pouting like a little bitch. Mommy’s got a job for you.” She reached out, grabbing Jake’s thick, meaty cock with one hand, stroking it lazily as it twitched back to life. “You’re gonna help your big brother out. Jake’s got the real dick in this family, and you? You’re gonna serve it.”

Tommy’s jaw dropped, his skinny frame tensing under the spray. “What the fuck, Mom? I’m not—”

“Yes, you fucking are,” she snapped, her tone cutting like a whip. She stood up, her wet, curvy body towering over him, those huge double-Ds swaying as she stepped closer. “You think that pathetic little shrimp between your legs makes you a man? Please. Jake’s the king here, and Mommy’s his queen. You’re just the help, baby. Now get over here and do what I say.”

Jake chuckled, leaning back against the wall, his cock hardening again in her grip. “Listen to Mom, Tommy. She knows what’s up.”

Karen smirked, dragging Tommy by the arm until he stumbled forward, his face inches from Jake’s glistening shaft. “Look at it, Tommy,” she purred, her voice dripping with mock sweetness. “Look at how fucking *perfect* your brother is. That’s a cock worth worshipping—not that sad little nub you’ve got. Now, be a good boy for Mommy and help Jake feel good.”

Tommy’s eyes widened, his voice shaking. “Mom, this is fucked up—I’m not touching—”

She slapped him, hard, the wet crack echoing in the steam-filled room. “Don’t you dare talk back to Mommy, you ungrateful little shit. You’ll do what I tell you, or I’ll make your life hell.” She grabbed his hand, forcing it onto Jake’s dick, her fingers wrapping his around the thick base. “There you go, baby. Stroke it. Make your big brother happy for Mommy.”

Jake groaned, his head tipping back as Tommy’s reluctant hand started moving, guided by Karen’s iron grip. “Fuck, that’s it,” Jake muttered, smirking down at his brother. “Good job, runt.”

Karen’s eyes gleamed, her free hand cupping one of her massive tits, pinching the nipple as she watched. “Oh, Tommy, you’re such a sweet little helper,” she teased, her voice thick with filthy delight. “Look at you, serving Jake’s fat cock like a good boy. Mommy’s so proud—well, prouder of Jakey, of course. That monster deserves all the attention. Yours is just… pitiful.”

Tommy’s face burned red, his hand jerking Jake awkwardly, but Karen wasn’t done. She knelt again, her tits bouncing as she shoved Tommy’s hand aside and took over, stroking Jake herself. “Watch and learn, Tommy. This is how you treat a real man.” She spat on Jake’s cock, then sucked the head into her mouth, moaning loud and sloppy. She pulled off with a pop, grinning up at Jake. “Mommy’s gonna ride you now, baby. Tommy’s gonna help.”

She shoved Tommy down to his knees, his back against the wall, and straddled Jake right above him, her thick thighs framing his face. “Hold your brother’s cock steady, Tommy,” she ordered, her voice a low growl. “Guide it into Mommy’s pussy. Be useful for once.”

Tommy hesitated, but her glare shut him up. Trembling, he gripped Jake’s shaft, angling it as Karen lowered herself. She sank down with a guttural moan, her pussy swallowing Jake inch by inch, her huge tits jiggling as she bottomed out. “Oh FUCK, Jakey!” she cried, grinding on him. “You’re so big, baby—Mommy’s stuffed full. Tommy, you feel that? That’s what a real dick does to me.”

Tommy’s hands shook, still holding the base of Jake’s cock as she started bouncing, her ass slapping against his thighs. Her tits swung wildly, smacking her chest with every thrust, water cascading over them. “Look at Mommy’s boobs, Jakey,” she panted, grabbing them and shoving them in his face. “Suck ‘em, baby. Bite ‘em. They’re all for you—Tommy doesn’t get shit.”

Jake latched onto a nipple, sucking hard, his teeth grazing the sensitive flesh as Karen wailed. “Yes, yes, fuck yes! Mommy’s your slut, Jakey—only yours. Tommy, keep that cock steady, you little bitch. Don’t you dare let go.”

Tommy’s head hung low, his hands slick with water and shame as he obeyed, his own dick limp and ignored. Karen rode Jake harder, her pussy clenching around him, her voice a torrent of dirty praise. “Goddamn, baby, you’re a fucking god—look at this cock ruining me. Mommy’s gonna cum again—gonna soak you, Jakey. Tommy, you’re lucky to even watch this.”

Her orgasm hit like a freight train, her screams bouncing off the walls as she shuddered, her juices dripping down Jake’s shaft and onto Tommy’s hands. Jake wasn’t far behind, grunting as he pumped another load into her, his cock pulsing under Tommy’s grip. Karen collapsed forward, her tits smushing against Jake’s chest, panting and laughing. “Such a good boy, Jakey. Mommy’s perfect king.”

She slid off, cum leaking from her pussy, and grabbed Tommy’s chin, forcing him to look up at her. “Clean your brother up, sweetie,” she said, her tone icy. “Lick that cum off his cock. Mommy wants it spotless.”

Tommy gagged, but her glare left no room for argument. As he leaned in, humiliated and broken, Karen straddled Jake’s lap again, kissing him deep, her tits pressed against him. “You’re all Mommy needs, baby,” she whispered. “Tommy’s just our servant. You’re the fucking man.”