Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Mom Does Anything:>Ep8

My heart sped up as she started to bend over--at the waist. Her legs stayed straight and parted, forming a triangle between her thighs that pointed straight to her muff. Mom had backed away from the shelves so far that she could now get her head below her waist while keeping her legs straight. What balance! Mom did enjoy her yoga. Her legs tightened, their firmness creating barely-there curves, but what made my heart speed up the most was action at the apex of Mom's thighs. Her small, black cotton shorts had pulled tight between her inner thighs, forming a thick but thin thong while the back leg holes had ridden upward, baring about a quarter of her firm butt. I could see this new arrangement of her shorts, but she had to have felt it, and even though I knew what she was doing, chills of adrenaline rolled through my shoulders and down my arms. I shivered, feeling the light prickling of excitement bouncing across my skin like water sizzling over a hot surface.

What was Mom thinking?

Was this turning her on too, or was this something that she was only doing out of necessity? How the fuck could a mother desire her son, no matter what the scumbags on Reddit claimed? (Was I one of those scumbags now?) Did she have any idea what her desperate attempt to keep me out of Jenna's pussy was doing to my mind? My thoughts? My desires? My cock?

Fucking hell, but there was no way my mother had thought this through.

No fucking way. Be aggressive.

The patch of cloth between her legs pulled inward as she widened her stance, baring her inner thighs to her outer labia and whatever kind of panties she was wearing beneath her shorts. A thong? She had to have been wearing a thong. I couldn't see her labia, but my sight caught the edges of her tender, outer folds.

Just the fucking edges!

Just give me half an inch more, I begged her shorts, but then she straightened her back, stepped to the side, and dusted around the TV. I found solace in her small butt, which wasn't flat, and not too round. Mom had a good butt. A wholesome butt that made my ball sack tingle. A mom's butt that made my knob throb--a throb from a mom who could surprise a son and his friends with her sexiness.

long before Jenna returned

Too long.

went back to watching Mom while doing my best to shut down

set of shelves, and my vision zoomed in on her breasts as they pushed against her gray cotton shirt. The under swells had a softness to them, while the upper portions sloped like a ski jump, ending with

they're just cutting right through her shirt,

rolled on their own and out spat my wad of cream, wetting my boxer briefs enough that I could feel the wet stickiness against my crown. Mom's head twitched as though she wanted to turn to look at me, but she never turned her head that far. Instead, she passed the TV and went to work on the shelves, standing straight and bending over, squatting, and pushing her butt outward. Sometimes she

of sensitivity bundled itself around my knobs and tickled the tip of my cock. Fuck me, but I was going to come hard after this. After dusting, Mom grabbed the vacuum and gave the carpet in the living room a good twice over, maybe thrice, as she ran the machine over the same spot in back-and-forth motions that

it did, she looked up at me, smiling, then said, "One room

hard-on, but with my knees up and a pillow now in my lap, she had to have known what was going on below my waist. "Well, I need to get back to work," Mom said.

but I was already thinking of Jenna's juicy pussy in my hands. Mom went upstairs, and I went to my room, noticing the time. I had about an hour before Jenna would be home, so I spent the next forty-five minutes punishing my cock for its dirty thoughts about my mother. Twice I nutted, and twice it was to the kind of porn that I had never watched before. I had watched my share of daddy-daughter scenes and brother-sister scenes, but I was neither a father nor a brother, so

room, but there she was, paused in mid-step. And there I was, with a towel around my waist with the rest of my upper body bare: shoulders, chest, arms, and abs. Mom's eyes looked down, then sprung back up to meet mine. The green in

going to go get some sun," Mom said. "Would

She smiled.

Yes.

said was, "I'm going to go

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