“Good boy,” she crooned wickedly, spreading her legs wider as I reached her.
“I’ve wanted to do this forever,” I admitted, dropping onto my knees and watching her slide her middle finger inside herself.
“Come and get your dessert, honey,” she moaned softly.
“Yes, Mommy,” I agreed, as she pulled her finger out and I replaced it with my tongue.
And although I had enjoyed Amanda’s sweet tasting pussy and the moist scent captured in her pubic hair, it was nothing in comparison to the heavenly taste of Mommy’s excessive wetness. It was fruity and fishy, a mixture impossible to describe… yet the contrasting tastes somehow worked together in a way they shouldn’t, like bacon with ice cream.
“Oh yes, sweetheart,” Mom moaned, the instant my tongue made contact.
I’d learned from Amanda how to lick pussy. Amanda was very bossy and particular, but because of that, as the year went on I’d become very good at getting her off.
Although I used a variety of techniques while pleasing her, my most successful and most enjoyable was what I called the tease and please. I licked slowly at first, sped up briefly then resumed slow licking, before flicking the clit just once, and then repeating endlessly until she begged me to finish her off.
So I did the same thing to Mom, slowly licking up her left pussy lip, then down her right, and listening to her moans.
I then parted her pussy lips for three up and down paint brush strokes which had Mom moaning again, “Oh yes, lick your Mommy so good!”
“You taste so good,” I responded, wanting her to know she didn’t taste bad like my dumbass father had said.
“Don’t stop, honey,” she moaned, her fingers combing through my hair.
Of course I had no intention of stopping as I gave her my slow zig zag from the bottom to the top and back down.
“Jesus Christ, Cameron, that is fucking amazing!” Mom groaned, after my third slow back and forth zig zag.
I took her cue to ramp up the pleasure, so I replicated the triple zig zag pattern, but faster.
“Yes, fuck,” Mom whimpered, before I moved to her clit for one quick flick and slithered my tongue back down her pussy lips.
“You teasing brat,” she properly accused.
“I just want to savour this pussy and this moment,” I replied, both being completely true. Would this be a onetime thing? I had no idea… so I was going to make this time last as long as humanly possible.
She answered my internal question when she responded, “You’re going to be my cunt munching baby boy all summer.”
“You promise?” I asked, as I encouraged a correct answer by doing my parabola technique. Making three parabolas with my tongue between her pussy lips, and then three reverse parabolas.
“Yesssss,” her body trembled as she answered.
And like I’d learned to do with Amanda, I listened to the nuances of Mom’s moans and paid attention to her body, so I knew exactly when to go for the orgasmic kill! I sensed it was rising quickly.
My assessment was correct as her hands went to the back of my head and pulled me deeper into her flowing wetness.
I could have teased her longer, I would have Amanda, until she was begging to come, but I wanted to hear Mom scream! I wanted to taste her full flood of cum and I wanted to fuck her (the idea of losing my virginity to Mom the ultimate high). I moved to her clit and tugged it between my lips