Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Meaty Young Cock & Matured Cunt 13

Five minutes later, I had tucked my cock back into my pants, and she had cleaned herself up and repaired her makeup. Checking herself in the mirror, she muttered out loud.

"Jesus, Kyle... I've never seen a man cum so much in my life," she said, glancing over at me as I shrugged my shoulders before returning her gaze to the mirror, checking over her face one last time, making sure it was completely clean. "At least it tastes good," she muttered as she tilted her head, eyes still on her own reflection as she applied some lip gloss. Finally, satisfied with what she saw, she turned to look at me for final approval. I gave her the thumbs up, and finally, after all the filth we had taken part in together, we stepped out of the car and headed towards the party.

When Dad saw us, he tried to maintain a cool head, but once he got close to us, his annoyance shined through.

"Kim, Kyle, where the hell were you?" He asked, upset.

"I told her it was seven," I interjected. "She said it was six, we had a big thing... it was my fault."

Dad glared at me for a moment as Mom smiled at me appreciatively.

"Just... go mingle. There's the kid's table over there," Dad said, sliding his hand around Mom's waist, guiding her towards his friends.

Mom had just confirmed it. I was the superior man and I would never forget it. And after what I had

the true her. The hot, amazing slut beneath the veneer. Despite how spent I was, I stiffened up at this. She looked great, and I wasn't the only one to notice how great her ass looked, or how huge and bouncy her tits were. Other

the picture she had sent me. A picture of Mom's big, naked breasts, posed in her bedroom mirror,

made myself quite sociable at the party. The people my age were pretty lame, so I found myself talking with some other people. And, feeling good, I approached a few women. Women who had a few years on me. Some of them were the younger law clerks at the firm, who were

Mom's eyes on me, looking on with disapproval, or dare I say... jealousy. No, she said things were done, right?

sex, and that was how we ended up there. But again, I just have to

stuff like that. Even after what we had done, and what she had claimed she'd be thinking during these normal moments, I couldn't confirm if they were the truth. Other than a few vague glances, she gave little sign what she was truly thinking, if she was thinking of anything sexual. She hadn't teased me, and she hadn't said or done anything that gave any sign that she was thinking about

me, it would be something I'd never forget. I mean, on my list of lovers, the list of women I had hooked up with, she would always be there. It'd be, like, Tara the cheerleader, Tracy from Spanish class, Lana from that school across town, my friend's cousin Jess, Samantha the A-student, Lucy the lifeguard, Mom, followed by all the girls I'd meet this summer and in college. Mom was on the list. I had fucked my mom! It was crazy, and the heated, filthy lust of the encounter made it stand out

I was hurt by her moving on. Offended, maybe, that my prowess hadn't made her come crawling back at the first opportunity. That she hadn't grabbed at my cock or shoved her tits in my face or at least offered a clean, fun blowjob. But nothing. Sure, it had only been a couple of days, but c'mon. I expected her to give in the first chance

gave me some hope. She had maintained being aggressively normal with me, though, going out of her way to not change a thing. But... there were coincidences. Like, when I go out to work at the beach, or out to go hang with some friends, Mom just coincidentally had slipped on a bikini to tan outside, as if she didn't want me to forget

Would she be able to keep this up? Would things just be an act between us from now on? Would there be hidden meanings behind everything? Would her maternal interactions with

or was she secretly visiting me to get some more dick? Would she be truly happy when I got another girlfriend, or would she fume with jealousy? The way she talked about the other girls I'd been with when