Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Cum 4 Mommy: A Virginity Lost Story 1

Summary: A

Cum addicted Mom takes her son's virginity.

It was morning, I told Martin I was going for a run, something I would occasionally do in the mornings, and instead snuck into Barry's room where I crawled under the sheets and took his completely flaccid cock into my mouth as he slept. I loved the feeling of a cock growing in my mouth.

The power!

The sensation of feeling its state alter in my mouth.

It was one of the most awesome things about cock sucking and my favourite, second only to the moment when I received the cum I craved.

Other than my husband, I had never woken someone up with a morning blow job, so this was exciting. Listening to him stirring and making soft whimpers was exhilarating as I imagined how I was changing the dream he was having. In no time his cock was hard in my mouth. I just kept slowly bobbing as the softest of moans escaped his lips.

After a couple of minutes, instead of incoherent moans he began talking, "Oh yeah, Mom, take my cock. Be my three hole cum slut."

My eyes went big.

Was he still dreaming?

Or was he slyly letting me know he wanted to fuck me? And not just fuck me, but fuck all three of my holes.

I hadn't been ass fucked since college, as back when we were dating, Martin thought it was disgusting when I suggested it ... unlike a few of my previous dominant or wild boyfriends who loved reaming my asshole and coming inside it.

I had really enjoyed being ass fucked... giving myself completely to a guy, to cock, is the ultimate submissive experience... and in many ways the opposite of sucking cock where I was in charge.

As I kept bobbing, he moaned, "Oh yeah, take it all, my Mommy-slut."

Thinking he was awake, and my cunt gushing at being called a 'Mommy-slut', I began bobbing faster.

"Oh, yeah, take it all, Mommy-slut. Show me you're worthy of my cum," he groaned.

I bobbed furiously, indeed wanting to show him I was worthy of his cum and wanting a creamy homemade breakfast.

"Don't stop, you cum hungry Mommy-whore," he ordered, as he was definitely awake and proved it by grabbing my head and shoving my mouth all the way down to his base. As he held me there I realized he was making it impossible to obey his order. Instead, I focused on breathing through my nose as I held his nine inches deep in my throat.

It had been years since I'd been used like this... sure I was frequently face fucked in glory holes, but the wall stopped this kind of forceful domination. I had loved being used in college, loved being dominated, and finally after almost two decades of being denied maybe I'd at last found a dominant man to use me... right here in my own home.

He let go and I instantly resumed bobbing, as he moaned, "Now get me off, Mom."

I pulled his cock out of my mouth and wheedled, looking up at him, "Am I not your Mommy-slut?"

you want to be?" he asked, his confidence of seconds ago seemingly

as I took his cock back in my mouth and furiously bobbed,

big cock, be my Mommy whore, swallow my load," he babbled, clearly less confident awake than when he was dreaming, as each

breakfast. I eagerly swallowed the

said, reverting back to his normal shy

stroking his cock slowly. "I love

do?" he asked, looking so

to be treated

asked

"Do you really fantasize about Mommy as your

whispered, seemingly ashamed to admit

eyes meeting his, as I asked sincerely, yet wickedly, "Do you want Mommy to be your Mommy-slut?" "Yes," he

considering just straddling my son's cock and riding him right there and then,

here and your

as saucers, as catlike, I quickly and silently rolled off

Martin

on the other side of the bed...

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"You too," Brandon said.

"You

"It has a mind of

said, oblivious to why his

another minute... until Brandon said,

guilt and stammered,

look on his face said he was terrified, even as we heard the

guilt, I dropped back to my knees and said, "Oh, this baby

back into

seconds away from getting caught, yet my lust for cock and cum, both of which were readily available right in front of me, overruled common sense. I bobbed for thirty fast and furious seconds and then asked, "Do you

grabbed my head, shoved his cock deep into my mouth and began roughly

off my chin, I moaned in response, wanting him to know I agreed whole-suckingly (a word I just made up, I hope it catches on) to

eyes, and in my mouth, "I'm going to fuck this mouth and cum down your

once?" and "What about Mommy's cunt?' but my mouth was rather busy taking nine inches. So I again moaned in response, hoping to have my moans speak

like it was a hard-court floor and he was dribbling all over the place before going for the game-winning slam

was on fire as I imagined allowing him into a second of my holes. The idea of him slamming that massive cock in my cunt from behind, or me straddling him and furiously riding it or any plethora of deep fucking positions was making my cunt leak. Yet, even as I pondered this, I wondered if I

to offer. The idea of incest was a bizarre turn on, but nine inches of massive dick was almost impossible to resist even if he

pulled out of my sick, twisted fantasy as he pulled out and asked, "Does my cock sucking Mommy-slut want

swallowing every load he was willing to donate to me, but wanting indeed to be the perfect Mommy-Slut, I replied, as I watched him stroke his cock, "Yes, son, coat Mommy's face with your