“I’m almost there you skinny slut,” I moan as I feel myself beginning to shoot deep inside her.
“No more jerking off unless I do it to you,” she whispers as I continue to pump her pussy full of cum.
I’ve read so many stories about that peace that over takes lovers after they’ve finished making love, and as I feel her fingers running through my hair in a way she’s never done before I can tell by the look on her face that she’s still aroused. As hard as I tried to make Patty and Caroline cum with my tongue they always pushed my mouth away and simply rubbed themselves with their fingers, and I can tell that I should be doing something other than lying here basking in my own orgasm.
“You’ll never see this in any of the videos on your computer, “she says as she slowly lifts up letting me slide out of her as thick white droplets of cum cling to my cock.
It’s just so obvious that there’s just so much I have to learn from her, and as my eyes stare in near disbelief as she covers my cock and balls with what’s leaking out of her I have a feeling this is only the beginning. I guess I just never expected that she’d have a side to her like this, and now as she’s starting to slide down me with that smile on her face that tells me there’s a reason why she just covered my cock and balls with cum.
“This is what your slut is supposed to do to you after you’ve fucked her,” she says as her tongue begins to lick me in a way that I just know most girls will never consider doing to their guys.
Have I died and gone to heaven? There’s just no way what I’m feeling now can’t be anything but a dream, and yet as I feel her mouth sliding up and down my cock I just know she wants a lot more tonight than just a one and done.
*
It’s been over three days since we did things together that even I have a hard time believing really happened, and after I came inside her the second time she just pulled the sheet up and snuggled into me and we both drifted off to sleep. But when I woke up and found she had already gotten up that fear about how we were going to interact with each other began eat away at me. She’s my mother for Christ’s sake, and the way I fucked her that second time makes me wonder if I might have gone too far. The fact she’s hasn’t even acted as though anything happened between us is what scares me the most, and the thought that I may have harmed her emotionally is beginning to guilt me out.
I know I’ve exaggerated so much about how she use to tease me too, and the truth is a lot of what I was seeing was just her being her. She’s not a showoff or even a flirt, and when I told her she was a dick teaser I hope she doesn’t think that’s what I really think about her. She can’t help it because she has a body of an eighteen year old, and as I hear her coming down the stairs there’s a part of me that just wants to go and hide.
“What do you think,” I hear her say as I look up and can’t believe what she’s wearing.
The feeling of my cock already starting to get hard in front of her tells her what I’m really thinking, and to see her in a skimpy tank top and terry cloth so short that it barely reaches her thighs is already freeing me from those feeling of guilt and shame that were beginning to wear me down. This is the body that I’ve tossed and turned for so long dreaming about, and it’s the look on her face that tells me Saturday night just wasn’t a fluke either. I was so afraid that when I pulled out of her and made her suck my cock as I kept calling her a slut and a whore that I’d never see this side of her again, but here she is again and I just know she wants a lot more of me because of what she’s wearing.