Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Mom's Touch But Don't Look Policy:>Ep7

I had fingered lots of girls -- it was the hit game that all the cool kids were playing -- so I felt pretty good about my skills to get Mom off. I gently traced around her pussy till I found the little nub that was certain to bring her pleasure. Then I started stroking it back and forth.

I was touching my mom's clit. I was playing with her pussy. I could feel how hot and wet she was. Oh God.

As I worked Mom over, she redoubled her efforts on my dick. We mirrored each other's movements. As if steering each other with our respective sexes. Whenever Mom slowed, I did the same. If she sped up, I matched that too.

I managed to get Mom off first. Is it weird that it was one of the proudest moments of my life? I saw Mom stiffen, her face flushed, and then she let out a long, drawn out sigh.

A moment later, she brought me my own pleasure. I came hard, coating her hand and the blanket with my spend.

Both of us sank into the cushions, looking at each other playfully.

"Stuff on your hand?" I asked.

"Weirdly, yes," Mom said, "You?"

"Little bit," I said, "I don't mind it though, really."

"Oh, me neither," Mom said, "But we should still probably take care of it."

We both got up and went over to the basement bathroom. Mom went first and I followed. As I dried myself off, Mom called to me from the couch.

"You know, I think this blanket is stained?" she said.

"Oh," I said, "Well that's too bad."

"I guess we should throw it in the wash," Mom said, "But don't worry. I'm sure I can have it ready for tomorrow night's movie."

wouldn't want to get cold," I said, taking the comforter from Mom and stuffing it

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for a run. Then we'd clean up and have breakfast. We spent the middle of the day

we made dinner and cleaned up together. But we stopped watching movies. There didn't seem to be any point. Since

other off with our hands. Each of us

started changing up her habits. Sometimes, I would discover she'd put lubricant on her palm beforehand. Holy crap did I cum ropes the first time she did that. Other times, she'd use her other hand on my balls, lightly cupping them while she drained them dry. She'd also change up her movements, straight up and down, or kind of a corkscrew, or running her thumb up the underside of my dick. One time, she did all those things together, and

had to keep up with her inventiveness. I brought out all the tricks I knew. I played with her clit again, yes, but I'd also slip a finger inside her (the first time I did that, I actually came without Mom needing to touch me). I found that Mom usually liked a combination of two fingers in her twat while my thumb rubbed her clitoris. Her butthole, on the other hand,

Once we were both satisfied, we'd turn off the TV and go to bed.

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way?" Mom asked, as if this was a totally

slowly painting her

This weird existence we had where we were both fooling around regularly while also pretending that we weren't, meant that we could have these incongruous conversations that seemed like they should have been weird but were

not a virgin," I

"Cassie?" Mom asked.

time and handjobs had passed that I didn't even flinch when Mom mentioned my ex. Honestly, the only

sex with

any good?" Mom

you're fooling around with that you had amazing sex with your ex.

decided to answer honestly. "It was OK," I said, "Cassie had a

Mom asked, leaning forward as best she could with her foot in my

sort of afraid of my

you blame

the pill, and we always used condoms," I said. I was surprising myself with how candid

my mom every night, but

get her off, but when she