“How often can you cum, baby? If I suck you off now, will you still be able to fuck me?”
Mike felt himself slipping away from reality. His mother had been reluctant downstairs, but now she wanted him to shoot his load twice and for a moment he had no answer for her.
“I, uh, I can make myself cum two or three times. I’ve only had sex with one girl, and she would push me away after I’d cum, I don’t know how many times I could have done it.”
“Oh, poor baby, she didn’t know what she was missing. I am going to make you see what loving a woman is all about.”
His mother had definitely taken charge and Michael lay back and watched again as she began to touch him. This time her fingers moved up to his chest, circling his nipples, pulling on them as he writhed beneath her. He had been so fascinated by women’s nipples that he hadn’t realized how sensitive his own were. Each time she kissed one of them he felt the sensation head straight for his cock.
“Yours, let me touch yours, please, mom.”
“Yes, baby, your mom loves to have her tits sucked and played with, it makes her cunt so wet.”
Her dirty language was turning Michael on more and more and with a groan of pure pleasure he raised his head and captured a dark brown nipple with his lips.
Rolling slightly he manoeuvred his mother so she was lying on the bed and he was leaning over her. Slowly, deliberately he began to kiss, suck and lick at her soft, fleshy tits. He made his way from one to the other, covering the skin with butterfly kisses and tracing swirling shapes with his fingers.
“Ohhh, Michael, move lower, baby, use that tongue on mommy’s clit.”
The kisses trailed down across her stomach towards the black lace panties. When he reached their band he looked up and for a moment smiled. He moved so he was positioned between his mother’s legs and leaned down, kissing the crotch of the panties and then sucking at his mother through the filmy material.
“Yes, fuck, yes, son, like that, just like that.” He felt the material become wet almost instantly and he sucked at it again, tasting her fresh juices for the first time. Instantly he was addicted and began kissing and sucking over and over, hearing her breathing increase and her moans get louder.
“Don’t stop, Michael, keep … keep going, son, gonna cum, ohhhhhh, yes!” His mother’s hips lifted from the mattress and she froze in position. He did as he had been told, sucking where he knew his mom’s clit and then pussy lips were. The material was suddenly sopping and the nectar flooded his mouth again and again until, with a final cry of his name, his mother fell back, exhausted and breathing heavily.
For a few minutes Michael lay next to her watching as she gathered herself. He ran his hand up and down his cock still unable to believe what he had just done. Finally his mother turned to him and smiled.
“Thank you, sweetie, that was wonderful. Tell me, what else turns you on as much as eating your mother out?”
His hand sped up on his cock as he looked at his mom. All the different fantasies he’d had about her over the past two weeks came up in his mind, but his favourite, the one which made him cum the hardest was the one he spoke about.