I made my way home just shocked at what had just happened. My next door neighbor Mary had just licked my cum off her feet and then gave me a blowjob. I believe my mother had also witnessed the whole thing from her bedroom window upstairs. I was now going to spend the next ten days alone with her as dad was off on a fishing trip. Dinnertime was going to be awkward to say the least.
I made my way into the house and went to my room. I sat and daydreamed about what just occurred while I watched the television. My neighbor just gave me my first blowjob and my first taste of a pair of pretty feet. I was certain that my mom had seen the whole thing. Was she angered or possibly turned on by what she witnessed? I figured I might as well act like nothing happened. Who knows, maybe this turned mom on and I might get to sample her sexy feet too. After all, it was her that I desired.
I once again started to harden as I thought about what happened and the prospect of possibly getting together with my mom. If I came up with a plan, I had only ten days to get it to work since my dad would be back from his trip. My thoughts were soon stopped as a soft knock came from the bedroom door.
"Dinner's ready Danny. Hurry up before your food gets cold." Mom said softly.
I made my way downstairs and joined mom for dinner. I was a little taken back as I looked at her taking a pot off the stove. Mom was wearing a sundress with heeled sandals. That was normal as she wore skirts and dresses for most of the year. I think my father really likes to her dress that way, I surely know I do. The thing that stood out to me was that she had gone out and gotten a haircut. Mom has lovely long blonde locks that I've adored for years. Her hair hung gracefully down below her shoulders. Now, her hair was cut just above her shoulders. From my limited experience with women, I picked up that one thing they like is a compliment on how their hair looks after they go out and get it cut. Mom turned around, bringing the food to the dinner table. I opened my mouth in surprise, as she looked me in the eyes trying to read what I was thinking. I tried my best to speak in glowing terms, almost being too honest.
"Wow, look what you've done with your hair. It looks really sexy."
The words flew out of my mouth before I could stop myself. I just told my mom that she looked sexy. I've thought that for some time, but how could I say that to my mother who reminds me of my days of watching June Cleaver?
She took the compliment in stride saying, "Thank you for noticing, Danny. I'm glad you like my new hairdo."
As I helped her with the rest of the food, I noticed she had a slight grin on her face. I guess my off the wall compliment made her day. We sat down for dinner and talked about what we might do while dad was away. Of course, dad left a list of things for me to do with my free time. I waited some time before bringing up the new "doo" subject again.
"Why the new hairdo mom?" I asked.
"I just wanted to try something different. Besides, it's summer and having a shorter hairstyle is more comfortable. I've been thinking about this for a while and I thought that I'd like to see your reaction to the new style before springing it upon your father. Thanks for making me feel good about my decision." She replied.
I left the subject alone after that and we continued with dinner. When we finished dinner, I helped to clean the table and put away the leftovers. I decided to earn a few brownie points by washing the dishes. If I was lucky, my mom would join me with the dishes and I'd be able to sneak a peak at her sexy legs and feet. I was a few minutes in when mom didn't want me to do them alone, so she joined in and dried the dishes.
While washing the dishes, I did notice something new she also did today. Mom had gone to the nail salon and treated herself to a pedicure. I started to get excited as she had treated her toes to a French tip pedicure. I waited until I was done with the dishes before saying, "I see that the hair salon wasn't your only stop of the day. You also made a trip to the nail salon and treated yourself to a sexy pedicure".
I then sarcastically said, "Dad goes away and you decide to go out and pamper yourself."
At hearing my comment, mom swiped the towel at me hitting me. "I only did my hair because he was gone. My pedicure appointment just happened to fall on the same day, buddy boy." She answered.
Mom then threw the towel at me and made her way into the family room. I was now turned on with the sudden boldness of my remarks toward her. I had complimented her upon most visits to the spa, but I had never told her that a pedicure she got was sexy. I sat in the kitchen thinking before joining mom in the family room. Did the word "sexy" register with her? She seemed to brush it off at the time. I just attributed my comment to the fact that I was still bothered by my afternoon fun with the neighbor.
I made my way into the room and mom was sitting on the couch. Her legs were stretched out and her feet were resting on the coffee table in front of her. I was taken back a bit in seeing that she still had her heeled sandals on while resting them on the table. I thought back to my childhood recalling this constant phrase, "Get your shoes off the table. You don't live in a barn!" I thought about saying something as I looked at her legs resting so peacefully. My eyes traced along her legs from the bottom of her sun dress down to her pretty little feet held prisoner by her sandals. My sex drive got the best of me when I decided to chide her about the table rules.
"Hey, how many times do I have to tell you to keep your shoes off of the coffee table?" I asked.
Mom turned to me with somewhat of a surprised look on her face. The looked immediately turned into a smile as she realized I was kidding her about something she constantly had reminded me of for years. I continued looking at her with my arms crossed and a stern look on my face hiding the laughter underneath. She left her shoes on the table ignoring my attempt at being funny. All she did was stick her tongue out at me and went back to watching the television. I decide not to pursue the situation and sat down in my chair.
The show she was watching was boring but I was entertaining myself by staring at her legs. About fifteen minutes or so passed before mom turned towards me and asked,
"Would you be a sweetheart and give me one of your pillows so I can rest my feet on it?"
I decided not to be a smart ass and I took a pillow and walked over to her instead of tossing it at her. As I stood next to her, she raised her feet in the air. I leaned over and placed the pillow beneath her feet being sure to get a close-up view of her fresh pedicure before I went back to my chair. Mom dropped her feet and I turned to return to my seat.
She immediately stopped me, saying, "Whoa there, mister. Since I'm not allowed to have my shoes on the table, go ahead and take my sandals off."
I turned around and looked at her with a puzzled look on my face. I had never so much as touched her delicate feet before and now she was asking me to take her sandals off. I stood there frozen with excitement for what seemed like minutes, though I'm sure it was only a matter of seconds. Mom then motioned me to kneel down and I obliged without a word. I moved in and took hold of a strap and opened it releasing the imprisoned foot. I was now getting hard as I touched the delicate ankle and foot of the one I dreamed almost daily about. My hazy dream was soon interrupted by my mother's voice.
"While we were doing the dishes, you mentioned that the pedicure I got this morning looked sexy. Did you really mean that?" she asked.
I froze and stared at her pretty feet in front of me. She did catch the words I said and I was now being called out on it. Do I admit the truth or try to lie? I knew she'd see through a lie, so I came clean without totally telling her that I'd like to jump her bones right at this moment.
"I think your toes look pretty after you go to the salon and get a pedicure."
She thanked my honest answer by saying, "That's soo sweet. I love to go out and get my feet pampered. At least one of the males in this house notices."
I removed her sandal and went for the second one. My trembling hands opened the strap and slid the sandal off her foot. She must have sensed my uneasiness and I heard her giggle softly. Mom added to my troubles by wiggling her toes. My eyes remained on her moving toes until I took her sandals and placed them on the floor. I stood and returned to my spot without showing my growing hard-on.
It was hard to calm down since I had a great view of her little feet. The soap she was watching was boring except for the women on it. They all were attractive, even the older ladies. Mom was into the soap, so she didn't bother talking or glancing over to me. I was then able to stare at her legs without getting caught. It was near the end of the show when things got a little uneasy in the room. One of the older ladies, I'd say she was in her fifties was sitting on a sofa with a younger guy. I have no idea if the dude was a boyfriend or husband of somebody she knew. The one thing I did know was that he was considerably younger than she was. The lady kicked off her shoes and rested her nylon clad feet into his waiting hands. The guy started massaging them and the lady mentioned how Jessie would be jealous if she saw them together. The guy said nothing as he continued the massage. I watched with intent until I glimpsed my mom out of the corner of my eye. Mom was staring at her own feet while she was moving her toes. Was she wishing that she were getting the massage the lady on tv was getting? I kept watching the tube as she quickly glanced in my direction before going back to the tv. The fire was glowing in the background as the guy lifted her foot to his mouth and placed several kisses on her toes. I'm not positive, but I thought I heard my mom moan upon seeing this. The soap then faded away to the burning fire and went to commercial. I was surprised and relieved that when the show resumed; they never went back to the couple before it was over.
The soap ended, but there seemed to be a sexual tension that hung in the room afterward. I believe she had observed me kissing the neighbor lady's feet this afternoon and I was wondering if she wanted me to kiss her feet now. I wasn't going to push the issue, but I was hoping that the soap was making her think it over. A couple minutes later, mom got up and picked up her sandals. She made her way over to my seat and kissed me on the top of my head saying, "Goodnight sweetie, I'm going upstairs to read before calling it a night."
I sat in my chair thinking what had gone on today. I had sex with the neighbor while my mom was watching and when I came home, mom showed off her cute feet to me. At least that's what I thought. My dad won't be back for over a week, who knows what may happen before then. I finished watching the movie. I didn't care to watch anything else so I went off to bed. I walked past my parents' room and the lights were off and the door was closed.
I woke up the next morning and made my way to breakfast. Mom was finishing up the pancakes and joined me at the table. We had the normal talk about what we would get done while my father was on his trip. I was a little disappointed at breakfast as she was draped in a robe. Her feet were also hidden in a pair of fuzzy slippers. I was hoping she'd bring up my compliments, but nothing happened. We finished breakfast and she went off to work and I went to my summer job. The day went by fast as I thought about seeing her for the weekend. When I was about to leave for the day, my boss informed me that he needed me to work extra time the following week because several guys were taking time off. I grudgingly accepted knowing that would cut my time alone with my mom. I also needed the money since college was soon around the corner.
Saturday was now here, so I slept in late putting off my weekly chore of cutting the grass. The summer heat soon made me think that my decision wasn't a smart one. I was cursing myself for that stupid decision until my neighbor came outside in her swimsuit. I stole constant glances in her direction as I worked. She was walking around the pool and there was no doubt in my mind that she waited until I was cutting the lawn before coming out. My mom was outside helping me with the lawn until the neighbor motioned for her to come over. They talked for a while and minutes later mom came back and went inside the house. A few minutes passed and she re-appeared wearing her swimsuit. She waved to me as she went to the neighbors to suntan. My mind then started to race with the thought of seeing these two lovely ladies sun tanning together. I finished with the lawn and went inside. My mind quickly went into dream land thinking that there was a good chance a lesbian encounter would be on the horizon. What else would a young man think when two hotties suntan together?
I went into my parents room and perched myself by the window. They were both lying on their backs and talking. I couldn't hear what they were saying, but several times they pointed to each other's feet. I was already excited watching them when things took a turn for the better. Mary rolled over onto her stomach and my mom took a bottle of lotion and started to apply it to her back. I moved back from the window in case she glanced over in my direction. Mom poured lotion on her back and rubbed it in. She then poured a trail on each leg. Mom looked a little hesitant in doing this, but she did it nonetheless. When she was finished, she made her way back to her lounger and laid down on her stomach. A few minutes later, Mary got up and took the bottle. My next door neighbor was now going to rub lotion on my sexy mom!
I moved closer to the window to watch. As she dribbled lotion on her back, I unzipped my shorts releasing my hard-on. She spread the lotion and took her time doing so. While she worked it in, I could see she was talking to my mom. After finishing her back, she moved to the legs. Instead of doing the whole leg, Mary first spread the lotion from her thigh down to her knee. After finishing the thigh, she repositioned herself at the end of the lounger. She bent mom's leg upward and oiled her calf. I enjoyed the show, but I really wanted to hear what she was saying since my mom had no objections as she was actually massaging her leg. Mary made her way up to her feet and didn't stop. Mom flinched when Mary started to rub her feet. She then stopped rubbing her feet and spoke to her again. Seconds later, she was once again rubbing her feet. She was now massaging mom's feet and there wasn't any objecting.
Mary then looked up toward me and I was sure she could see me. She stopped for a second and I could see a big smile on her face, confirming my thought. She then went back to work. Minutes later she sent me over the edge as Mary moved my mom's foot to her mouth and blew on her toes. Mom was into this and didn't stop her. I turned around to look for a shoe so I could somehow join in on the fun. I found a strappy sandal and made my way back to the window. Mary once again spoke to my mom and then stuck her tongue out and licked her toes. I was so turned on by this that I brought her sandal to my mouth and licked it. Mary then took mom's toes into her mouth and sucked them. I could take no more and I lowered her sandal next to my hard-on and came all over the heel. I spurted glob after glob, losing track of where it was all landing. When I had finished, panic came over me because the cum was running over the edge and onto the carpet. I quickly grabbed some tissues and hastily cleaned up my mess. When I has finished, I put the sandal back and returned to look out the window. Mom and Mary were both lying on their stomachs sun bathing. I watched a little while longer and made my way downstairs to watch the tv.
Mom came home a little while later and went upstairs to take a shower. She finished her shower and joined me in the family room. We watched the movie without talking. After the movie ended, she popped a pizza in the oven. We ate dinner while watching the local news and found a movie to watch together later on. Mom sat down on the sofa and kicked off her sandals. She was wearing one of my favorite outfits, a pink wrap dress. I loved this dress because it hugs her form and it ends half-way down her thighs exposing lots of leg. I enjoyed the view until she removed her feet from the table and moved them beneath her rear.
The movie was about half way done when I got up to make some popcorn. Mom loves to eat popcorn that's real buttery, so I added more when it was finished. When I returned to the movie, mom asked me to sit together with her so we could share the popcorn. We never sit together but I wasn't going to pass up a chance to see her up close. As I sat down, I got another benefit as mom once again stretched out and rested her bare feet on the coffee table. I now had a close-up view of her bare feet and sexy legs. I stared at her legs and feet with lust not knowing that each time mom reached for some popcorn, which was lying on my crotch, she could see me looking. She said nothing, but actions moved to the teasing level.
Mom started to wiggle her toes and after minutes of this, she slowly began to rub her feet together. This had me in a predicament, as I was now hard. I waited until Mom took some more popcorn before leaning over and grabbing a nearby pillow. I was trying not to make my hard-on visible but as I reached over my hand that was holding the bowl moved, leaving my bulge open for all to see. I grabbed the pillow and upon moving it over my hard-on noticed mom had turned her head and was looking at the bulge in my pants. I was busted but mom made no mention of it and continued watching the movie. She did continue the teasing without saying a word. Mom took her right foot and started rubbing it on her left leg. She started by rubbing it against her ankle. I was transfixed as her toes teasingly played with an ankle bracelet. That seductive move was soon embedded into my memory. When that teasing had finished, she began running her foot up her calf and then down. Each time up, she moved it an inch higher before going back down. Mom stopped doing this after her foot made its way up to her knee. This move also had an added benefit for me. Her dress rode up higher on her thigh and when she was done, she didn't move the dress. That put an end to the show but my hard-on wasn't going to go down anytime soon. The movie we or should I say mom was watching was about to end when she spoke to me.
"Would you be a sweetheart and give my tired feet a massage?"
I was taken back by her question. I had never given her feet a massage before. Before I could answer, she chimed in, "Pretty please...with sugar on top."
I stumbled for the words to say but soon replied sarcastically, "I'm not a sugar fan, if you switch it to cool whip, I'll think about it."
Mom smiled and without a comeback hopped off the couch and left the room. Seconds later she returned, holding a small container of cool whip and a pint of strawberries. I smiled knowing that some sort of fun and games were about to begin. Without saying a word, mom picked out a small strawberry and dipped it into the little tub of cool whip topping. Then she placed it up to my mouth and I let her place it inside.
I ate the covered berry and said, "I guess I can't turn you down now since you brought out the cool whip."Mom giggled and stretched out on the couch placing her feet on top of the pillow that was in my lap. She took the bowl of popcorn and resumed eating while I sat and stared at the pair of lovely feet sitting in my lap. I closely looked them over making snapshots to go in my memory bank. Her little toes were topped with a sexy French tip making them look like delicious ice cream cones. Soon my daydreaming was stopped as I felt a sweet sensation of pressure against my hard-on. Mom was pressing her feet into the pillow, where they discovered my hardness. She made no mention of this and I couldn't see her reaction because she was lying on her side and watching television. My enjoyment soon rose as she started to slide her feet back and forth over my erection. Over and over she moved from the tip down to the base. Mom then surprised me by pushing the pillow off my lap with her feet.
Her feet then returned causing my mom to make the first comment. "There, now that feels better doesn't it?"
I didn't respond, but I sure loved the fact that her lovely feet were stroking my hard-on. Mom then spoke again without looking at me.
"You must be really hurting. Go ahead and release it so that it can get some air."
I quickly listened and opened up my shorts, letting my hard-on point to the ceiling. Her pretty feet soon returned but this time one foot went to my erection and the other went to tickle my sack. After a minute of the newfound playing, I was nearing the end. This is when I finally decided to speak. "If you don't stop soon, I'm gonna shoot."
Mom didn't respond and kept rubbing her foot along my shaft. I then realized that she wanted me to shoot from the manipulations of her foot. She sensed the building eruption and made her move. Mom turned over and scooted closer to me. Then she bent over while placing each foot against my shaft. Her mouth then covered my hard-on taking in the head. The site of my mother taking my cock into her mouth was just too much. I shot the most joyous load of my life into her mouth. The orgasm rocked me as I shot over and over into her mouth. Mom took all of it and didn't spill a drop. She continued bobbing on me after my convulsions stopped. I watched with complete joy as she took all of me into her mouth. Again and again she went down on me while moaning softly. When she was finished, she opened her mouth and the remnants of my load spilled out coating my cock. Mom then clamped her feet together and ran them up and down my cock a few times. She released my cock and brought one foot up to her mouth saying,
"Mary was right. Your cum tastes delicious."
I was once again floored by the happenings of the day. The next door neighbor had talked about our little get-together. That though was surpassed by the fact that my mother enjoyed the taste of my cum. I was thankful but completely floored. First, I see the neighbor kissing my mom's feet. Then my mom rubs my cock with her feet and swallows my load. She then seals the deal by telling me that she loves the taste of my cum.
I watched with delight as mom licked my cum off her foot. Soon the other foot is at her mouth. Her tongue traces out slides up and down over her sole and collects the last drop off her foot. Her eyes the whole time don't leave mine. The smile on her face was unmistakable. She was enjoying this as much as I was. She held out her tongue, showing me the treasure she had collected. Seconds later, away it went into her mouth and down her throat.
She smiled at me and said, "Now that you're healed, you can take your time massaging my feet without any discomfort."
With that said, she moved down the couch and laid down on her stomach. Her feet soon found their way back into my lap and they toyed with my now limp cock. I took my cue and held one foot in my hands. I knew one thing as I stared at her pretty foot, I was going to do my very best to pay her back for what she had just done for me.
I began by rubbing her heel. I slowly inspected the whole bottom of her delicate foot from the subtle wrinkles to the tips of her dainty toes. I soon knew that I'd be kissing and tasting the foot of the woman I wanted so badly. I knew now that I had cart blanche to do whatever I dreamed about with her foot. I inched my thumbs into the sole and mom made her first soft moans. I was surprised that the skin on her foot was so soft and supple. I licked my lips in anticipation as I changed the pressure of my massage. As I was just about up to her toes, I brought her foot up to my face for closer inspection. Her toes looked simply delicious. They were symmetrical in order of size, topped with a French tip pedicure. I gently blew on each one of her toes and mom slightly jerked her foot to the surprise. I waited for a verbal response, but none was coming. I then held her ankle with one hand and used the other to caress each toe. I took my time in stretching, flexing and rubbing each toe between my thumb and forefinger. The extra time I took taking care of her toes finally had her speaking aloud.
"Oh honey, you're making my feet feel soooo good, mmmmmmmm.."
I was so thrilled that my massage was pleasing my mom as much as it was I. The problem that I now faced, was my hard-on was back and I was stiffer than ever before. This did not go un-noticed as mom's other foot was resting in my lap waiting its turn. Upon finding the new growth, her foot began tracing up and down its length.
"Mmmmmmmmm, my little baby seems to be really turned on by my feet. I guess my feet will have some more work to do after you finish massaging them."
I finished with her toes and looked them over. I knew that I was going to taste them; I just pondered how I would do it. I made my decision by taking hold of the tub of cool whip. Once again, I brought her toes up to my mouth and gently blew on them. This caused a verbal response from my mom.
"My toes need some more lovin' honey. Stop teasing them."
I took her cue and dipped her toes into the cool whip. Mom then turned her head in surprise and a smile immediately formed on her face. I held them in the air causing her to say, "Mmmmmmm, I see that you've decided to make my little toes your dessert."
I flicked out my tongue and licked the bottom of each toe, collecting a sweet mouthful of goodness. Mom turned back to watching the tv and giggled softly. I then started the tenuous task of cleaning each and every toe. Mom gave her approval by constantly moaning. She also decided to spread her legs, which now gave me a look up her dress. As I sucked her big toe clean, I took further advantage and moved her leg a little more. My eyes grew wide with the view I now had. Mom was rubbing her pussy through the dress and she wasn't wearing any panties. I now slowed down my toe cleaning in order to watch the new show in front of me. As her hips moved in rhythm she started to talk to me.
"That's it baby, suck my toes. Ohhhhhh, mmmmmmmmmm, your tongue is making me sooo hot baby."
"Make love to my feet, mmmmmmmm. Ohhhhhhhh, don't stop.....don't stop."
Her body then tensed a bit as she came, moaning the whole time. When she came down, her body went limp. Mom said nothing to me, so I lowered her foot down to my cock to join the other. Seconds later, she responded by placing each foot against my cock. My own mother was now giving me a footjob. The feel of her delicate feet against my cock was sweet. As I watched her feet work, I realized I didn't want to come on her feet again, I wanted to tap the gold mine since this chance may never come by again.
I stopped the footjob and took the other foot and began massaging it. Mom made no protest of what I did and went back to watching the tube. My thought was if I continued the massage of her other foot, maybe she would play with herself again and leave the door open for me to have sex with her. If I made an attempt now, I could jeopardize any chance of future occurrences.
I didn't massage this foot as long as the first. When I finished with the toes, I moved her foot to my mouth and kissed her heel. My tongue explored the heel missing not an inch. It then moved up to a shapely ankle tracing it gently before moving back to the heel. I then traced little circles over her arch and up to her toes. This caused the desired effect I was looking for. Mom adjusted her dress, pulling it up. Her hand now had an un-obstructed path to her pussy. I licked up her foot and then down. I paused to watch her fingers slide up and down her slit. I then went for her toes. I pushed my tongue between each of the openings of her toes. I went from the big toe down and then back. I watched as one finger and then two slid into her honey hole.
Mom then started to speak again, "Oh baby. That's it, suck my little toes."
I waited until mom took her fingers out to make my move. Her glistening fingers came out and I released my hold of her foot and moved behind her. I lifted her hips in the air and she responded in unison. I took hold of my hard-on and directed it to her coated honey pot. I wasted not a second and plunged my cock into her. Mom gasped and started to speak as my cock drove into her.
"No, we shouldnnnnnnnntttttt dooooo thiiissssss. Ohhhhhh, mmmmmmm. Your..... cock ......is soooooo.... hard, ooooohhhhhhhh."
I was in complete heaven. I was fucking my hot mom and her quick protest was weak. There was no way I was going to stop pounding her. If there are problems afterward, I'll just have to deal with them.
I watched my cock go in and out and smiled as it was covered in her juice. The vision looked like the p.o.v. shots I'd seen many a time in the porn videos I'd seen. I quickly came back to reality and slowed down my speed. I had to cherish this moment and if I kept up this pace, I'd cum too quickly. I stopped my movement with my cock buried in her wet pussy. As I started to caress her ass, mom took the initiative and started to grind against me.
"Mmmmmmmm, mommy likes her little boy's hard cock buried in her pussy. Fuck me with that hard cock.....make mommy cum."
I took her cue and picked up my rhythm. Mom was constantly purring as I fucked her over and over. A minute later, she was on the verge of cumming.
"Oh baby, oh baby. Fuck your mommy, she needs your beautiful hard cock. Ohhhhhhh, that's it.......mmmmmmmmmm...you're making mommy cum....oh....ohhhhh....mmmmmmmmmm."
I felt her pussy contractions against my cock and looked down to see her juices escaping. The sight of her cum on my cock was just too much. I pounded her fast as she spoke dirty to me.
"Cum for me baby. Fill your mommies pussy with your sweet love juice."
I did as told and filled her with all the seed I had saying, "Oh mom, oh mom, oooohhhhhh."
After I came, I continued to slowly fuck her, watching our mixed juices leak out of her pussy. I then leaned forward and whispered in her ear, "Thank you mom. I've wanted your hot body for years."
Mom replied, "Don't thank me, thank Mary. She pushed me to try and see how far you would take things if I teased you. To tell you the truth, I'm glad that you took the bait. I haven't had a hard cock like yours in years. By the way, you still feel like you haven't softened yet. Pull that baby out, my tongue needs a Popsicle."
I pulled my semi erect cock out of my mom's wet pussy and offered it to her. She reached for the cool whip and put a dollop on the head of my cock. I watched with interest as mom took my cock into her mouth. Her warm tongue swirled the head and then went up and down. Mom then pulled off and motioned me to sit down. She hopped off the couch and knelt down in front of me. She then took some more cool whip and coated my cock.
"When I'm finished cleaning this beautiful cock, I'm going to ride it until I can't stand."
With that said, mom went to work. As her tongue ran up and down my cock, her eyes never broke contact with mine. The smile on her face and the unmistakable look of lust in her eyes was driving me wild. After minutes of torture, my cock was cleaned. Mom then went down on me bobbing again and again. I took this opportunity to run my hands through her hair and compliment her.
"Oh, you feel sooo good. I can't believe my sexy mom is actually blowing me."
Mom lifted her head and started jacking me off with her hands saying, "I've had lots of practice, honey......and we'll have plenty of time to practice some more before your father comes home."
I smiled large knowing that this wasn't to be our first and only encounter. Mom then surprised me as she licked my sack and sucked my balls into her mouth. The feeling was remarkable as she rolled them in her mouth. I was at her mercy as her talented tongue coated my balls. I closed my eyes as she soon released them and went back to sucking my cock. A minute later she stopped her sucking to straddle me, lowering her hot box onto my hard-on. Once again, I felt the hot, wet, warmth of her pussy on my cock. I reached out and cupped her breasts as she began to ride. I gently caressed her breasts and then rolled her nipples between my fingers causing a response.
"Mmmmmmmmmm.....that's it baby.......play with my nipples."
After a minute of playing, I need more. I pulled her towards me until her breasts were within the range of my tongue. I circled a nipple with my tongue and gently took it into my mouth. Upon doing this, mom started to moan louder and she picked up the pace of her riding. I suckled the nipple and then started to gently bite it. Mom was bucking wildly and soon was cumming again.
"Oh baby, oh baby, ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"
Mom fell against me as her body shuddered in orgasm. When her body recovered, she began kissing and praising me.
"Oh my, I haven't cum like that in years. I just love my little babies cock. I don't know how I'm going to take it not having your cock inside me while your father is here."
Those words made my head swell with pride. I also still had a swollen head buried in a warm place that needed some attention. Mom realized this and began riding me again. I was soon the one to be on the verge. Within a minute, I was shooting my second load into my mom. She collapsed on me and we kissed passionately.
"Thank you so much. You were simply awesome, mom."
She kissed me replying, "You weren't too bad yourself, their mister. I guess we'll have to have some more fun before your father comes home. Maybe if you're good, I may even talk to Mary and see if she'd like to join us."
You could not wipe the smile off my face...