Mom was going crazy. She had her hands alternating from the back of my head to the gripping the blanket, to holding on to the headboard behind her.
“Harder, Baby… My Baby! Suck on Mommy!” she said in this husky voice. “You can use your teeth too!” she gasped.
Not so sure of myself at first, I carefully scraped my teeth along her nipple. Mom responded by pulling my head into her and forcing even more of her bumpy areola into my mouth. A little harder this time, my teeth pressed down around the base of her nipple, capturing it and tugging ever so gently. I was rewarded with a gigantic squirt of thick milk as I squeezed and pumped her breast with my hand and sucked and chewed with my teeth.
Mom’s head was thrashing from side to side, stopping every few turns to look down at me, her son, sucking on her flesh with a passion. I moved to her right breast now, the one that my baby sister had just finished with not 30 minutes ago. No hesitation this time, I clamped my mouth down and sucked hard with my teeth, tickling the tip of her nipple with my tongue.
“Aaaaahhhh Jeeeeezzzzzz!!” she cried.
I watched the look on Mom’s face as she lifted her chest upward and humped herself against my torso between her legs. Her milk pumped into my mouth repeatedly in thin rapid squirts. She continued her humping motions for the next couple of minutes, gripping my hair with her hands and looking down at me with a heavy-lidded expression. She finally calmed down and traced her fingers over my forehead and around my ears.
“I’m so sensitive, Baby. You are making Mommy feel so good!”
I couldn’t help but smile. I felt the burning in my cheeks, but I was no longer embarrassed, simply excited that I could make my mom feel that good.
“You’re Mommy’s bad boy aren’t you?” she said with a giggle.
I looked up at her confused. I am sure my face was asking the question going through my mind, why was I bad?
She laughed again and pulled my face up to kiss her. Her nails on the back of my cheeks, holding me in place as her lips approached mine was incredible.
“Mommy’s Bad Boy! Cause you made me cum!”
I thought she had but I how could I have been certain? I had made girls come before, but never just from sucking on their nipples. My thoughts could not stay focused though as Mom had her tongue deep inside my mouth at the moment. We kissed like that for a minute before she lay back with a contented look on her face.
I watched, mesmerized, as her fingers slowly pushed her shorts and panties down. She lifted her legs and pulled them off, tossing them beside the bed. Mom was beautiful. I had always loved the sight of a woman down there, ever since the first time I had seen my first porn. It was so erotic to just look at a woman there.
Mom was not smiling anymore. She had this intense look on her face, head pushed back in the pillow, looking at me from half closed eyes. Her manicured nails were tracing slow circles around her big breasts, down her soft stomach, avoiding the well trimmed patch between her legs, but getting oh so close.