I don’t know what I expected, but I was surprised to learn mom’s pussy tasted a little bitter, a little sweet, and also a little like fish or maybe lobster. Like the scent of her panties earlier, it didn’t taste nice, but I liked it. The moment I tasted her juices, my cock throbbed and a big squirt of precum soaked the front of my pants.
I was compelled to lick her again, to taste more of her, and to give her more pleasure. It was obvious mom appreciated my enthusiasm, as her hands grabbed my head and held my mouth firmly positioned on her pussy. I lapped my mother’s lips and kissed her clit until her legs began to quiver. It looked like she was going to cum soon, and I was beginning to feel quite confident. I took her clit between my lips and sucked while my tongue circled around the little nub. She uttered a series of high-pitched moans and then she came. Her legs closed around my head, trapping me as she shook and trembled. Her pussy became even wetter when she climaxed, positively gushing her hot liquid into my mouth as I licked and licked and licked.
I knew I had accomplished the first part of my mission when I made her cum, but just to make sure I kept licking, fingering and sucking until she came a second time, less than a minute after her first.
“Please honey” she gasped, “I’m too sensitive right now” as he pulled me away from her by my hair.
I backed away from mom’s pussy and waited for her to recuperate.
“Did I do it right?” I asked.
She looked at me funny and didn’t answer. I was unsure of what to do now.
“Can I f… try it now mom?” I finally asked.
She just chuckled and closed her legs.
“Please mom, it’s beginning to hurt”
She stood up and wrapped a towel around her chest. Walking out of the bathroom, she shook her head and said “Now, what kind of man are you?
Mom left me alone in the bathroom, puzzled and ashamed. I was sure I had done everything described in the magazines, and done a decent job too. By all rights, I should be fucking my mother’s pussy now, not standing here with a severe case of blue balls. If possible, I was feeling even more confused than the previous time. Before I left the bathroom, I checked the hamper again. Like before, there was a pair of freshly worn panties on top. While sniffing the panties, I rubbed out a quick and very unsatisfying orgasm.
Just like the first time I tried to fuck her, mom behaved as if nothing had happened. Dinner was still very awkward, but not as bad as the first time. I even managed to say a few words. However, at night I replayed the event over and over, trying to find out what went wrong, and why she might have reacted the way she did. Again, I was lost for answers. The next day, I talked to my friend again. Though his advice had so far done little to help me losing my virginity, he was still my only choice, my only confidant.
“I did everything you told me. I kissed her, touched her, her breasts and pussy. I even licked her down there and I made her cum twice, but she wouldn’t let me fuck her”
“Are you sure you made her cum? Wasn’t she like, faking it?”