“Oh sure they did” she said with a giggle. “And my bra too, did that come off with my top?” she asked.
I giggled nervously and said, “Well I just wanted you to be comfortable.”
She just laughed and said, “I bet you copped a feel!” Then she started tickling me.
We wrestled around a bit and then I said, “I suppose I did.”
All of the sudden Terri stopped and starred at me. She was silent, just starring in my eyes. “You naughty boy” she finally said. “Did you feel mommy’s boobies?” I didn’t respond. “I knew you did,” she said. “They are so sore this morning.”
I still didn’t respond.
“Well at least you weren’t too traumatized by the experience of stripping your mom and putting her to bed,” She said just before punching me on the arm. We then wrested around a bit more before she started tickling me again while asking me over and over, “what else did you do dirty boy?” I just giggled and laughed and tried to get her to stop tickling me.
Even though I didn’t answer her questions she went on asking and tickling. “Did you touch my bottom?” “Did you touch my pussy?” “Did you kiss me?” “I bet you kissed me,” she said several times.
My mind went blank when she asked if I had touched her pussy. Oh my god, did she really just ask me that.
“I know you like looking at my pussy through my pantyhose you know,” she said, “I’m not blind.” And I know you look at my ass,” she said. “I shouldn’t be surprised that you touched me,” she said. “I’ve been a terrible tease to you; prancing around in my panties and having you oil me when I sunbathe.” “I know you get erections, and that’s OK,” she said. She rubbed my cheek again and said, “all boys lust for their mommies, it’s OK, and perfectly normal.” “I want you to be completely comfortable with me,” she continued. “If you want to touch me it is OK” she said. Then she asked again while holding my face and looking in my eyes, “did you touch my pussy last night when you took my panties off?”
I was afraid to answer, and I couldn’t keep looking in her eyes. “I can tell you did, didn’t you?” “Is that why you can’t look at me?” she asked. She took my face in her hands and said, “Look at me, tell me what you did. It’s OK that you needed mommy to help you feel better. Just tell me what you did.” I told her that I had touched her, and pushed my finger into her. I was expecting the worst, but she rubbed my cheek and kissed my lips gently.
“What else did you do sweetheart?” she asked. I felt guilty but I told her that I had tasted her. She said she could tell that I had been sucking her nipples, but she used the term “nursing”, and I could instantly feel my cock stiffening.
“Did it make you feel good to nurse on mommy’s nipples? She asked.
“Yes”, I answered, “and I tasted you in other places.”
“Oh my” she said, “I wasn’t expecting that.” Now she was beginning to blush, and it was beautiful on her.
She was really turning me on now with her openness, so I blurted out, “I licked your pussy.”
She was stunned and quiet for a minute then she just changed the subject. “I know you masturbate with my dirty panties,” she said. “And you cum in my clean panties too.”