She smiled, “Tell me when you are close, Baby.” She took my cock back in her mouth and bopped back and forth, even with more reckless abandon than before.
She sucked my cock furiously fast, seemingly desperate to get me off. It didn’t take long before my balls were boiling and I moaned, “I’m gonna come soon.”
She took my cock out and jerked me off with her left hand. Her nasty words both shocked me and led to my final vision, “Come on, Baby, shoot that hot cum of yours all over my slutty face. Come on me, Baby, coat my face with your hot cum.” I spasmed, and shot a pretty large load all over my Mom’s beautiful face. My cum landed on her hair, her forehead, her nose and her chin. Once I finished spraying her face, she took my cock back in her mouth. After a couple of minutes, my cock was still fully erect. She took my cock out of her mouth and smiled, while standing back up, “Fuck I love your cock, baby.”
I replied, shocking myself, “And I love your cocksucking lips.”
She said, “We better get back, Baby. But when I get you home you owe me a good tongue lashing.”
I stammered, “O-o-of course,” while pushing my still erect cock into my costume.
Mom asked, while trying to clean my cum from her face, “Still hard, honey. What has got into you? You’re like your old 18-year-old self.”
Wanting to end this conversation before she caught on to what she had just did, I answered, “You bring out the best in me, Honey,” and opened the door, leaving her to finish freshening up.
Returning to the party, all eyes looked at me. I went and grabbed a drink from the bar and Ellie came up behind me and whispered, “Fuck Ted, I was so close to seducing your wife.”
“What?” I asked, confused by the proclamation.
“I am going to fuck her again one day, Ted, that is a promise,” she guaranteed, before walking away and going directly to my Mom.
The next hour was excruciating. All I wanted to do was get home and hopefully fuck my Mom. Instead we played bobbing for Barbie parts and actually, believe it or not, attempted to do the Thriller dance as a group, which was either damn funny or ridiculously absurd, depending on how you looked at it.
Finally, my Mom, who had ignored me for the rest of the night, came over to me all flirty and asked, “So big boy, are you ready to take me home?”
I briefly flinched, as big boy was the name she called me when I was young. I stammered, “L-l-let’s go.”
She winked at me and said, “I’ll meet you at the car in five.”
She gave my still rigid cock a squeeze and went to say her goodbyes. I did my thirty-second byes and waited outside. Each second felt like an eternity as I waited for my Mom to come and be an unknowing accomplice to incest.
Finally, she arrived and instead of getting in the car, grabbed my hand-paw, and led me to the back-yard. As soon as we were in a secluded spot, she lay on the grass, lifted up her skirt and begged, “Get down here, Baby, I need to come so fucking bad and I want that expert tongue munching on my pussy.” She pulled her pantyhose apart ripping them open to reveal she was not wearing underwear, and I was now staring at my Mom’s cunt.