Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

The Best Present Ever: 5

"Mocha, tan, black and white," Sarah answered, before adding, "they're currently holding an online poll to decide on a new colour."

"What are the options?" Emmett asked, as he replicated the dedicated attention to every inch of his mother's other foot, willing to prolong this foot massage until the end of time. "Red, blue, or off black," Sarah answered, having voted every day since the voting started two weeks ago.

"What colour did you vote for?" Emmett questioned.

"How do you know I voted?" Sarah questioned.

"I just assumed you would like more variety," Emmett said, before adding, hinting his cock would be a good change of pace to his father's, "Variety in everything is always nice." "Is that based on all the MILFs you fuck?" Sarah asked bluntly, even using the 'F' word.

"Mom!" Emmett gasped, feigning shock even though hearing his mother say 'fuck' made his cock jump into even greater rigidity.

"You're almost nineteen," Sarah pointed out. "You can swear in front of me."

Emmett said, "If you say so, then what the hell."

"I do say so my dear," Sarah said, trying to steer this into a conversation between two adults and not their typical mother and son relationship. She then revealed, "I chose red." "Why?" Emmett asked, even though that would be his choice too. Blue is rather bland and although off black is a nice in-between colour, he preferred black.

answered. "Don't

a woman wearing red

notice. Emmett couldn't believe how brazen his mother was becoming... so brazen as to not only rest her foot directly on his cock, but also her legs were in such a position that he had a clear view of her panties... her pussy lips even visible ever so slightly through the translucent fabric. By this time Emmett's cock was as hard as it was ever going to get, but it still jerked a couple of times against his mother's ankle, and he felt some precum beginning to ooze out. Sarah felt her son's hard cock flexing and she noticed a spot of moisture dampening his sweats right beside her foot. She also noticed her son staring fixedly between her legs. Damn! She should have taken her panties off before she'd gotten home. Instead, she saw the candy canes on the table and a wicked idea formed. She reached for a candy cane on the table and unwrapped it as she repeated, "Would a woman in red nylons turn you on, Emmett?" "What? Um, yeah, definitely," Emmett nodded, pulling out of his

into his mom's foot. The wet spot

struggling against

see his mother put the candy cane in her mouth. Instantly he wanted to replace the candy cane with something else

were a cock. She put extra pressure on his cock, feeling its moisture through the fabric as she continued the conversation, "I love dressing in lingerie. Your father says he loves that I look like a

watched the candy cane going in and out of his mother's mouth, mixed with the words leaving her mouth and surrendered to the inevitable. He knew he had to take action. He asked, as he reluctantly quit massaging her feet

as she responded with yet another naughty innuendo to add to the ones that the day had been filled with, "My darling son, do you have a different candy cane

had already been 99% sure he could make his mom his slut and the final 1% was concluded with her

sweats and said, "This candy cane will forever

four more than her husband's... but it's an entirely different thing altogether to be staring at it just a few inches from your mouth. Equally, it was one thing to fantasize about

groaned at her possessive touch as he asked, "Do you like

had been stirring inside her all afternoon. Actually her taboo desires had been marinating in her fevered brain for the past eight months, ever since the fantasy had first played itself out in her head. She

since hearing her role play being fucked by him last night.

joining with her son in a marathon fuck session, had her determined to become his ultimate MILF fantasy... because even better than a 'Mom I'd like

he wasn't going to last long, the naughty innuendos and