Measuring My Cum - pt7 - Sex Stories

Measuring My Cum - pt7

... I gulped. "How's your cock doing?" she asked, in a matter of fact way. "Err... I'm getting hard mom, but I'd just like to just watch you for a bit if that's ok. You just look so fabulous." "Tell you what," she said, bending down and taking a sip from the wine glass. "I'm going to walk for a while in front of you up and down the room, so you can have a better appreciation of how I look, and that should help to stimulate you more too." And with that, mom turned and still directly in line with the way I was looking straight at her, walked sexily away from me, towards the patio doors, going about ten paces or so, almost like a catwalk model. Fuck! The sight of her sexy ass swinging in her thong, and the way the stockings made her legs look was incredibly hot. I had never realised how much in 'real life', as opposed to magazines or videos, a woman could look so good in sexy underwear, and be so arousing! Reaching the patio door, mom turned and then started walking back towards me, still swinging her hips as she went, and now letting me get a good look at her from the front. Her tits, although well covered in the bra, still swung a bit die to their size. Wow! What a sight! When she got to about two feet in front of my chair, which was the closest to me so far, she smiled, turned again and before walking away from me again bent forward slightly, showing me her full ass cheeks in all their glory. Fuck! That was it! I didn't want to wait for her to do her walk again. My dick was ...

... straining in my boxer's, and before mom could walk away from me again. I said, "I'm ready mom," and stood up, almost throwing my gown off me and yanked my boxer shorts down. Mom turned to see me standing naked in front of her, my hard-on fully erect and ready for action. "Are you ready already?" said mom. "Well, err.. mom... you look really hot. I don't think I'm quite ready to cum yet, but maybe some more stimulation would be good. Can I touch your ass?" "Yes, you may," she replied, "But let me get into a more comfortable position." She walked over to the back of the other single sofa chair so she faced the rear of it, and placed her hands on the top of the back of the chair for support. Then she bent forward slightly, and said, "Now, you may touch and kiss it." I followed her and knelt down so that my face was directly in line with mom's butt cheeks. Fuck! What a sight in her black thong! I kissed each cheek in turn. Mom smelled fresh and fragrant. She must have showered for me before coming down. I played with each buttock, squeezing each fully and deeply, intermingled with kissing and licking her flesh there. Then, I ran my tongue a little way into her butt crack, but because of the material of the thong, I could neither see nor touch with my tongue, her asshole or pussy. My hard on was raging now. "Can I slap your ass with my cock again mom?" "You may, but not in my butt crack." Mom bent over slightly more, as if to position her ass better for me, for what I wanted to do. Her ...