Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Chapter 1102

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."

the comforter

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clean up and have

didn't seem to be any point.

other off with our hands. Each of

beforehand. Holy crap did I cum ropes the first time she did that. Other times, she'd use her other hand on my

to touch me). I found that Mom usually liked a combination of two fingers in her twat while

TV and go to bed. The next morning, we'd do it all again. Nothing changed.

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gone all the way?" Mom asked, as if this was a

the backyard. Mom's feet were up on my lap, and I was slowly painting her toes. She'd already finished

had where we were both fooling around regularly while also pretending that

a

"Cassie?" Mom asked.

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

sex with Cassie, yes,"

any good?"

I wasn't sure if this was a trap question. You don't tell the person you're fooling around with that you had amazing sex with your ex. But then, Mom and I weren't

was OK," I said, "Cassie

best she

was, well. She was sort of afraid of my stuff. You know what I

blame her?"

with how candid I

I was sharing an orgasm with my mom every night, but couldn't

said, "You felt like you did everything to get her off, but when she

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