Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Unexpected Side Effects: 8

He was slouching in his chair, studying the details he'd created on paper, relishing the sensation of his hard cock, throbbing against his stomach when a voice behind him, startled him. "That is me."

Stan dropped the page onto his crotch, sitting up, hunching as though he could hide himself. His mom was in a white blouse with yellow flowers. The top two buttons were undone, and the hem had been tied, gathered under her breasts. Her white shorts had black accent thread outlining the pockets, fly, and seams. Despite his discomfort at being caught unexpected, he felt a shudder run through his cock. She was super sexy.

"Wha, No, You," Stan stammered. "Any resemblance is just coincidence." He finally managed to say. "You're supposed to be in town." He started to stand, wanting to grab some clothes.

"I forgot my list, had to come back." She took the picture from him, stood looking at it while he scrambled for his housecoat. "You don't need that," She said, squinting as his art. "I like you as you are." She looked at him, up and down. He closed the housecoat, knotted the tie. "This is me." She gave the paper a little shake. "But that's alright. I'm flattered. But that tail. Are you fantasizing about your mother?"

She set the page on the desk and stepped close to him. She brushed through the front of his housecoat, gripped his penis. Rubbed it slow. Stan almost passed out the feeling was so intense.

"Seeing you here." She gave a soft squeeze. "Like this." Another slow rub. "I feel the need for a session growing." She stepped in even closer, squeezed her hand until it was almost painful, gave him a tug, and said, "Feeling up to it?" Knowing he didn't have to answer that question, he wrapped his arms around her, slid his hands down her back, grabbed her ass and pulled her in tight. At the same time, he lowered his head and gave her a tongue-filled kiss. After a few moments he said, "I'll let my actions speak for me."

"Oh, speak away." She reached up and pulled the housecoat from his shoulders. "Make me look like the warrior in your drawing."

"As you wish my princess." He helped her get out of her clothes. She lay back on his bed and he lay on top of her. Then he remembered his own little shopping trip into town.

"Just a sec." He got back up and ran around his bed. "I got something." He pulled a pump bottle of lubricant he'd bought. "This is good stuff." He squirted some into his palm, rubbed it on her chest. "See how slippery it is?"

She slid her fingers into it, then rubbed them together. She started to say something, but Stan pressed a finger against her lips. "It's water-based, see?" He pointed at some fine printing on the bottle. "Will wash right out. It's so safe, its edible." He stuck his finger in his mouth. "Mm, coconut."

penis. The sensation was exhilarating. Stan couldn't help but pump his hips, sliding his dick through her fingers. He took the bottle back and lubed

her vagina. She writhed beneath him, matching her pelvis to his. She gasped so he knew she was enjoying it. The lube had

too sensitive, he shifted to reduce his stimulation. He didn't want to cum too soon, was really enjoying

down at

good choice. We can try

her thighs. He pumped, pushing his cock along her vagina, then back out. He gave an extra push, lifting his pelvis so the root of his dick pressed hard

was long enough that the head of it stuck out behind her. When he pulled it back through, the pressure intensified

back, down to her ass. Then he gripped her, guiding her motion to increase both of their pleasure. He could tell by the way she moved her bottom, moaned, cooed, that she was enjoying

minutes, he asked.

"Lead the way."

could see the lips of her vagina, squeezed by her thighs and the thrusts of his cock. He leaned forward, kissed her back. Slipping his hands over her skin was silky, smooth. He felt

do you have in

her legs,

worry. I know the rules." He moved his face to her vagina, stuck out his tongue and licked the

gasped and her pelvis

tongue to keep it on the outside. Changing direction, he continued licking her. Then he tried giving her little kisses, feeling her lips as they pressed against his. "Oh my god." Her hips were rocking and thrusting. He let his tongue linger at the top, then moved it down so it touched her clitoris. She rocked her hips deep with that move, thrust back up, rubbing her vagina against his tongue. He

you mean?" He lifted his

me. Give me all

this?" His words came out muffled because his mouth was mushed against her crotch. He flicked his tongue and shoved it full into her vagina. A flood of juices filled his

out, around and back in. He used his nose to stimulate her clitoris, then his tongue. He could feel