Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Mom Does Anything:>Ep55

Mom rode me faster, harder, using my cock to satisfy every inch of her twat tunnel while my thickness spread her cunny walls without mercy. She changed the angle of her pussy strokes, the speeds, the depths, the softness and hardness of her thrusting hips. I paid attention to her movements and reactions, listening to her soft cries, her wild moans, her groans, her grunts, the changes in her breathing--I memorized every sound of pleasure that left her lips as she used my cock to make her pussy come.

"Thumb my clit," Mom whispered, her words rushed and fighting to break through her labored breathing. "Come on, Mark--oh, fuck--do Mommy a favor and thumb my clit." She whimpered. "Make Mommy come, baby. Make Mommy come hard."

I lifted my right hand, placing it on my mother's mound. Dampness covered her skin and pubic hair, and when my thumb slid over her slippery hood, I found her little jewel creamy with the same pussy juices that had saturated our groins. Mom's little nub rolled beneath the tip of my thumb. She bucked harder against my cock when I squished her clit against her pubic bone, and she swung her hips in a wide, slutty circle when I swished her pearl from side to side. Mom's right hand swept up the inside my thigh, moving below her ass and cupping my balls, filling my sack with a light, airy tingle that danced across my skin. A buzzing started in my cock, intensifying as my mother--my motherfucking mother--matched her sack-fondling to my clit-caressing. Within a minute, the pleasure focused on my cock's head grew overwhelming. Mom's insides had melted, dripping her honey onto me with every pleasure-inducing ripple of her cunny muscles. My body tensed in concert with my mother's. As I pressed down hard on her clit, swishing it from side to side, she pulled down on my sack while grinding her insides against my knob, creating an explosion within me that emptied my body of every last drop of jizz my balls could muster. I squeezed my ass, pushing my hips upward and forcing Mom into the air, my cock impaling her pussy and reaching into the warmth of her soft guts, searching for her heart. "Jesus!" Mom cried out, coming loud and long, her hips moving back and forth in double time as her pussy rode my cock without mercy. Mom fell atop me after she came, kissing and licking my lips and mouth, my face, her primal actions drawing out the last of my incestuous sperm.

I didn't put up much of a fight when Mom crawled out of my bed and left my room. I grabbed my phone, checking the time, and my eyes widened when I saw that it was only midnight. That left us plenty of time to rest and recover. We'd be alone together tomorrow, mother and son, newly minted lovers.

***Mom's Kinky Side***

at me, his words long forgotten by the time I realized I had been dreaming, though my racing heartbeat got the message slower

you shower before you come downstairs," Mom said. "You don't want your father smelling my pussy on you, do you?" She nibbled her bottom lip as she gave me a long look and smile, then

the house. My phone rang with Jenna's ringtone. I grabbed it,

it anymore," Jenna said. "I'm doing something tonight that's either going to make my dad let me have you or make him put me in therapy. I'll call you later." "Wait," I said.

our cum, and our sweat. I pulled on a pair of shorts and headed to my bathroom, where after taking care of my morning ritual, I jumped in the shower and let the warm water wash away

after a second of freezing my nuts off and shrinking my dick. I jumped

and a shirt, both loose, without my boxer briefs. I watched my clock tick away until eight in the morning, knowing that my father had left by then unless he had stayed home for some reason. I hadn't heard the garage door open, but then my father

I thought. Was my father staying home today? Was that why Mom had told me to take a shower? No, no, no! He couldn't stay

and into the kitchen, where I found Mom sitting at

matter?" Mom asked, biting into a quartered