Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Fucks Her Ass: #6

I found one pretty easily, my mind already creating scenarios of Batman disciplining Catwoman. Mom put on the mask and sauntered over to me seductively, parodying the old Adam West over-the-top-sound-balloon action scenes I used to watch on reruns, "So Batman, do you think you could BING BAM BOOM me into submission?" She was bonking my skull with the dildo again to illustrate.

The innuendo had me weak in the knees as I tried to come up with a witty comeback.

When I couldn't, she purred, actually sounding like a cat, "What is it Batman, cat got your tongue?"

She rubbed my stiff cock through my pants and teased, "Oh, does a certain little man want to come out of the Batcave and play? Is that you, Alfred?"

I moaned, unable to come up with a complete thought.

She took the mask off and reached for another outfit. She grabbed a red one and disappeared into a change room. I looked at other outfits: various princesses, nurses, Superwoman, Lady Gaga... each one creating a new fantasy for me. Mom came out in the skimpiest red outfit ever, her mocha-coloured thigh high stocking tops completely visible. She skipped up to me and teased, "Well, hello there Mr. Wolf, do you want to chase me back to my grandmother's house and eat me right up?"

My mouth dropped open, my Mom's transformation into a wolf-bait girl in a shelf bodice, so fucking naughty.

Her hand slid down my chest to my cock, her finger like lightning and thunder. "Imagine helpless li'l ole me with a basketful of goodies and no one to use them on me?" "Aaaah, fuck, Mom," I moaned.

"Does baby want to fuck Little Red Mommy Hood?" she asked, her hand again on my crotch.

"Oh god, yes," I grunted, like a babbling fool.

Mom looked around and pulled me into the dressing room. She pushed me onto the bench, pulled out my cock and sat down on it, engulfing it completely. Her wet warmth coated my basket of goodies and she bounced up and down eagerly, taking every inch of me with each downward bounce. My Mom was really horny and I could feel her excess juice leaking onto my legs as our bodies collided. Her moans, although controlled because of our surroundings, were becoming louder the longer she fucked me. I could tell she wanted to scream, to talk dirty, and the restrictive location was holding her back from the pure pleasure she usually sang to the skies when we fucked.

I whispered, trying to push her past the point of resistance, "Come for me Mommy, come like the son-fucker you are."

whispered back, "keep talking dirty to me. Treat

allow for it, so I continued my verbal assault of my perfect, beautiful, slut Mom. "Keep bouncing, slut. Who owns that

do," she moaned, loader than

asked, slapping

you own my

I can use it whenever I

always at your

live-at-home

the submission and the taboo sin of fucking her son where she was

close from my Mom's furious

down, my cum filling her cunt, creating crosscurrents as her juice leaked out

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as I saw the mix of her juice

here before the police arrive, you dirty boy, you,"

had just occurred in her store. I avoided eye contact and looked around for another outfit. Mom returned a moment later, the Red outfit in

I asked,

is for me to know and you to find out when I'm ready to surprise you," she teased. "Go to the car so I can fetch it and pay

with anticipation to complete the promised Trifecta. Come in mouth: ;Check. Come in cunt: Check. One more to

got in and I drove us home. She said, "I

"I can't believe we fucked in

nasty things you

apologized, "Sorry

knee. "Oh Curtis, you're still as gullible as you were when you were young! When I'm revved up like that I want to be treated like a slut, it gets me off like