He winked at me, said “Duty calls,” and told me to see my way out.
Seeing Stephen’s Mom like she was made me want my mother even more. I made my way home to find her putting up the groceries. “Hi, beautiful,” I said as I stepped behind her and wrapped my arms around her waist. I kissed her neck, and she immediately moved a hand behind my head to hold me in place. I moved my hands under her shirt and rubbed her belly. She grabbed them and placed them on her breasts. My breathing became labored as I mustered up the courage to ask, “Mom, may I eat your pussy again?”
She turned, kissed me, and led me to her bed. We stripped down, then she lay on her back. I nuzzled my face into her pubic hair, unbelieving of just how soft it was. She raised her legs and spread them wide for me. I inserted my tongue inside of her and was pleasantly surprised to find that not only was she wet, but there were already vestiges of thick, creamy cum within. I slowly licked at them, then I moved up to her clitoris. I eased my mouth onto it and very gently sucked on it. “Jeremy, you are such a natural at this,” Mom said in praise of my technique. “The one thing I thought I would have to spend weeks training you on is the one thing you have already mastered.” I felt bolder, braver. I had watched enough porn to know what I should do next, so I applied that technique as well.
I slid two fingers into her and gently pressed up as I slowly moved them in and out. “Wait!” Mom called out. I halted as I looked at her. She sat up and asked, “Do want me to squirt, or would you prefer a nice, creamy orgasm?”
“Creamy,” I said with a devilish smile.
“Then keep doing as you were.”
I was about to begin again, but then asked, “What would I have to do to make you squirt?”
“You’d have to fuck me really hard and fast,” she answered.
“I’ll remember that,” I said with that same devilish smile. I then pulled my fingers from her and held them out. “I think you need to lube me up.”
Mom leaned forward and took my fingers into her mouth, a light, “Mmmmm,” escaping her lips as she did so. She sucked them for about ten seconds, then said, “Thank you, sir. May I please have another?” I returned my fingers to her warm, moist pussy, then held them out to her again. She licked them, sliding her tongue between them, then she lay back once more.
I placed them back in her, reapplied that slight pressure, then took her clitty into my mouth. Mom cooed her approval. She began massaging her voluptuous breasts. The sight of that made me want to suck her nipples, but I dare not stop until she achieved orgasm. Lucky for me that she began to pinch her nipples as she said, “I’m almost there, Jeremy. Mommy’s almost there.” I continued on, slow and steady, and she finally arched her back as she coated my fingers with her warm, sticky cum.
I removed my fingers, held them up, and, fascinated by the sight, said, “Look,” as thick white globules clung to them.
“That’s your reward for making Mommy cum,” she told me. “Enjoy it.”
I licked my fingers clean, then I placed my mouth on her pussy until it was free of all her sticky