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.

it was his

before I even knew what I was saying, I asked, "Do you

looked up, wetness on his

stammered, clearly astonished by the

admitted. "I want to suck your cock 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 also fuck me whenever you

"Oh, God," he groaned.

you want to fuck Mommy?" I questioned, looking down at

star-struck son and not the dominant one who had

out that cock,"

quickly got out of his jeans and underwear, revealing his cock

cock hard?" I asked, stroking his mammoth prick in my

he moaned, "now get

myself of the incestuous act we were committing

time today. I 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 risk

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only a few seconds, just long enough to make sure he was iron stiff. I then asked, "Ready to

yes," he answered, his entire body trembling as I stroked his cock.

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

over the couch?" he suggested, again shifting

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

believe this," he repeated, as he took off

is your live-in cum bucket or that your Mommy will obey any order you give without hesitation?"

but I sure wasn't going to quibble about minor quirks when I was about to get nine inches of my son's hard dick for the

slam that big prick up Mommy's

such a slut, Mom," he said, moving behind

calling your mother a slut?" I questioned, my

instantly apologized. He

him, "I was joking,

me when I felt a sharp burn on my ass as he spanked me and scolded, "Does Mommy-slut need

this enhanced the surreal reality of the

other ass cheek burned as he

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