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

I was saying, I asked, "Do you want to fuck

wetness

astonished by the

a couple times a day, at least, and swallow your yummy cum. But I also want to be your fuck slut. You can eat me whenever you want, but you can

"Oh, God," he groaned.

do you want to fuck Mommy?" I questioned, looking

not the dominant one who had pushed me onto the couch a couple of minutes

out that cock,"

his jeans

I asked, stroking

moaned, "now get

myself of the incestuous act we were committing and loving

had already swallowed a load and taken a facial, the third load I wanted deep in my cunt. I'd had my tubes tied years ago because my husband was a pussy and wouldn't get snipped for me so there was no

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enough to make sure he was iron stiff. I then asked, "Ready

his entire body trembling as I stroked his cock. It was adorable to watch

I asked, wanting him to decide the

bend over the

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

this," he repeated, as he took off his

your virginity or that your mother is your live-in cum bucket or that your Mommy will obey any order you give without hesitation?" "Yes, yes and

sure wasn't going to quibble about minor quirks when I was about to get nine

prick up Mommy's

can't believe you're such a slut,

your mother a slut?" I questioned,

he instantly apologized. He really was

guilty for teasing him, "I was

me when I felt a sharp burn on my ass as he spanked me and scolded,

been spanked, but somehow this enhanced the surreal reality of the

burned as he agreed, "Silly sluts need to know

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