June sensuously licked her lips, savoring the taste of Carter’s juices. It has been so long, she thought, so fucking long since I had a man’s sperm in my mouth.
A light went on in Carter’s head. As much as he wanted to jam his length into her puckered red lips, he knew she was high. Tomorrow she would remember and there would be hell to pay. Reluctantly, he stepped back and released June’s head.
“Come on mom, I’d better get you downstairs before this gets out of hand.”
“Oh pooh!”
June’s mind whirled under the influence of the reefer. She was at once horrified and incredibly aroused. She could not remember the last time Tom let her suck his cock. She knew she loved doing it. She loved that feeling of control. And the taste! The incredible taste! Her pussy juices leaked past her soaked panties and coated her thigh. She giggled as her thighs made sucking sounds when she pulled them apart. June swayed as her son pulled her to her feet. She followed as Carter led her by the hand to the elevator.
Carter was trying to get her on the elevator when June got a painful grip on his tool.
“Mom, you have to stop! That hurts!” He looked down and saw both of her small brown hands gripping him.
“Just a taste, just a little taste, June slurred; I need to get the taste in my mouth!” June recalled how good it felt to have Tom’s hot jizz fill her mouth. She shivered as she recalled feeling it slide down her throat into her belly.
Carter watched helplessly as his mother knelt with her back to the elevator. Using his cock like a handle, she pulled him to her. Carter groaned in pain and arousal as June licked his pre cum coated acorn. She looked up at him, her eyes unfocused and watery.
“You taste good, baby!”
Carter managed to pull her hands from his cock. He put her in the elevator and pushed the button for her floor.
“Good night, mom!” His mother stuck her tongue out as the elevator door closed and it started down. Carter walked into his room and lay on his bed. He idly stroked his rigid cock as he reviewed with amazement his mother’s behavior. He had never seen reefer do that to anyone. Maybe it was the combination of the hormones and the weed. He would ask Caitlin tomorrow.
* * *
As he lay on the couch stroking his cock, he realized he did not hear any activity downstairs. He should have heard the elevator door open and close. He rose and walked into the hall and over to the elevator. He looked through the open wrought iron cage and saw his mother slumped on the floor of the elevator. Carter took the stairs two at a time as he rushed to his mother’s aid.
He wondered what had happened. The reefer was potent. Maybe she had too much. Should he called 911? What would he say? My mom smoked too much weed. She smoked so much that she kissed my meat. Yea right! That would go over good!
He was sweating profusely as slid to a stop in front of the elevator door. Frantically, he poked the button several times. The door on the old elevator creaked slowly opened. His mom, who was leaning against the door, fell out on her back. Her mouth was open and drool ran down her cheek. Her eyes fluttered and opened.