Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

She Wants To Fuck: A Virginity Lost Story 2

After showering, my decision already made, I texted Brandon and said, If you want to come home for lunch I will have it warm and ready.

I stared at my phone for five minutes, waiting for a response that didn't come. It's funny how technology has made us expect a response in seconds instead of days or weeks.

I ended up doing housework and it wasn't another hour before he responded back that he would be coming home for lunch. His actual response was: I'm craving some homemade pie. I hope it will be fresh and warm. Was he implying he was going to go down on me again? I responded: The pie will be simmering all morning and ready to eat hole

when you get home.

I couldn't have been blunter.

I still wasn't 100 percent sure if I was going to fuck him (although I was 95 percent sure), but the idea was definitely appealing, I decided I was going to dress up for him. I had a dozen Halloween costumes, one a cheerleader's outfit I'd worn years ago.

I put it on, without bra or panties, and wore my only remaining pair of crotchless pantyhose, which I hadn't worn in years, and waited for him nervously as if I were eighteen again and waiting for my prom date to pick me up.

He arrived a little after twelve, walked in and saw me standing in the living room posing for him with Pom

Poms and everything.

His response was exactly what I wanted to hear. "Holy shit!"

"Do you like?"

"You look amazing, Mom," he said, staring at me with the lust I was also hoping for.

"Ready for lunch?" I asked.

"Starving," he nodded, walking to me, gently pushing me onto the couch and dropping between my legs.

"It's been marinating all morning," I purred, as he looked at my already wet pussy.

He didn't say anything, instead he just buried his face in my wetness.

His tongue was like a lightning bolt of pleasure as he eagerly lapped away. He didn't have the technique my lesbian college girlfriends had, where they would tease me relentlessly until I would do almost anything (which is how I ended up eating my first asshole, taking my first strap-on up the ass, getting fisted for the first time and seducing one of their mothers at the mother-daughter ball).

But what he didn't have in anatomy and skill, he made up for with eager ambition.

licked like it was his last

I was saying, I asked, "Do you

up, wetness on

astonished by

your yummy cum. But I also want to be your fuck slut. You can eat me whenever you want, but you can also fuck me whenever

"Oh, God," he groaned.

to fuck Mommy?" I questioned, looking down at him as sexily as I

dominant one who had pushed me onto the couch a

out that

stood up and quickly got out of his jeans and underwear, revealing his cock was already

cock hard?" I asked, stroking

moaned,

I purred, loving reminding myself of the incestuous act

taken a facial, the third load I wanted deep in my cunt. I'd had my tubes

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long enough to make sure he was iron stiff. I

he answered, his entire body trembling as I stroked his cock. It was adorable to watch his trepidation and

back or on all fours?" I asked, wanting him to

and bend over the couch?" he suggested,

up and moving into position, wanting to make it clear I was his

can't believe this," he repeated, as he took

cum bucket or that your Mommy will obey any order you give without hesitation?" "Yes, yes and yes," he answered, walking over to me wearing only

about minor quirks when I was about to get nine inches of my son's hard

that big prick up Mommy's

you're such a slut, Mom,"

calling your mother a slut?" I questioned,

instantly apologized.

"I was joking, honey. I want

he spanked me and scolded, "Does Mommy-slut need to be punished

never been spanked, but somehow this enhanced the surreal reality of the situation. "Sorry, Mommy is a silly little slut who should

on my other ass cheek burned as he agreed, "Silly sluts need to

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