Her hot breath on my pussy made me quiver.
Then after a few seconds, I felt her tongue between my pussy lips.
Tentative… but stimulating.
I moaned, “There ya go, my cunt-licking slut.”
I expected a retort, but I didn’t get one.
Instead, her tongue began to move faster as she shifted into her submissive mode.
“Good slut,” I moaned, enjoying my power over her as my all-night-delayed orgasm began building quickly.
For a couple minutes I closed my eyes and enjoyed the pleasure inside me.
My orgasm imminent, I began grinding on her face and demanded, “Keep licking, slut.”
She obeyed as I roughly used her lips and tongue until I came all over her face.
She kept licking as my cunt cum coated her skin.
I let her continue to lap up my juices until my orgasm had dissipated. Deciding to really show her my power, I let go of her head, stood up and said, looking down at her, “Thanks, cunt muncher, I’ll be back later,” and left.
She didn’t say a word as I sauntered out of her house and went to mine, pleased that her tongue could help me deal with the libido explosion I’d suffered since I first saw my son’s cock.
During the next couple of days I chatted with Jason a couple of times, but our differing schedules rarely put us in the same place at the same time. Yet even though I tried to focus on his being my son and that my licentious thoughts were taboo and wrong, they continued to consume me.
A second cunt licking from my new next-door sex slave didn’t quell it at all… although having her eat me out as I filmed her on my phone was fun, and it provided me with blackmail insurance, since I didn’t really have a video of her sodomy by my son.
It was three o’clock Saturday afternoon as I was finishing a shift that Cody, a fellow nurse, asked jokingly, “What are you doing for Nude Day tomorrow?”
I laughed, “There’s a Nude Day?”
“Yep, tomorrow, July 14,” Cody said, a hot, shapely nurse who’d actually stripped during her college years to pay her expenses. Thanks to her adventurous approach, she hadn’t had to take out any student loans.
“And what happens on Nude Day?”
“People go nude, what else?”
“How silly of me,” I laughed.
“Get naked, bitch,” Cody teased.
“Yes, Mistress,” I retorted, even though she was a good fifteen years younger than I, and a lesbian.
“One taste and you’d be mine,” she smiled, having been suggesting I switch to her side for a couple months now.
“I prefer sausage to fish,” I countered.
“Trust me, I don’t taste remotely like fish,” she said, a sexy tone in her voice. “More like a fruit salad.”
“I do like fruit,” I smiled, playing along. Truth was, I had been slightly tempted to explore that side of my sexuality again… but right now I really was crazy about sausage.. specifically, my son’s big fat sausage.
“The offer is still out there, I can take you home ‘Kathleen’, and seduce you into your wonderful new life,” she improvised, all singsong.
“Tempting,” I admitted, which it was, and for some reason it was even more tempting after seeing my son fucking… which made no sense.