Receipts For Mommy - Sex Stories

Receipts For Mommy

... like this on myself. That’d really be something.

A while passes of massaging mom’s feet. I got too entangled with it, I lost track of time. I snap back into reality when I hear a faint snore. I look up to see that mom’s out cold. Perfect. She must’ve been even more exhausted than I though. But I need to make sure she’s truly out of it.

“Mom,” I whisper. Nothing. I try again, louder. Still no response. Yes! Finally, my plan’s coming to fruition. And it only took a little over three years. Now it’s happening. Not only thanking her for all she’s done for me, but alleviating some of the weight on her shoulders. Let me take the stress away, mommy.

I grab the hem of her blue leggings, gently pulling them down, thanking my lucky stars that she’s such a heavy sleeper. I will forever be grateful for accidentally tripping over and falling on her while she slept without so much as a twitch from her. But to this day I still feel bad, so she can also consider this an apology for it.

Once the leggings are completely off, I move onto her green and pink striped panties, gently maneuvering them from around her waist, pulling them from her rear, down her legs, and through her feet. I then bring the garments to my nose, deeply inhaling the scent of my mommy’s delectable pussy. The smell alone is so intoxicating that it’s starting to turn me on. I can’t wait to taste her.

Eventually, I place down her panties. I can’t dwell on them too much. Time’s ticking. I carefully place both ...

... on my hands on her legs, spreading them open before leaning in between them. I then take a whiff of her pussy, which is much more enticing than her panties. After a few more sniffs of the source of my very existence, I stick my tongue out, giving it a light lick. Of all the things I’ve ever tasted in my lifetime, ranging from food, drinks, even my ex boyfriend’s dick, not one thing can compare to the taste of mom’s pussy. I love it so much.

I lick it more and more, trying to contain myself. But the more I taste it, the less possible it seems to be. I can’t get enough of it. Eventually, I decide to be a bit risky. I slide my tongue inside of her. I hear a faint moan as she slightly shifts, stopping me in my tracks. Fuckstayasleepfuckstayasleepfuckstayasleepfuck please stay asleep.

She settles and goes back to snoring. Fuck, that was close. I give a few more minutes just to be sure. I don’t wanna risk too much. When I’m certain she’s fully asleep, I continue, moving my tongue inside of her as I suck on her lower lips.

A few minutes of me doing this pass and I notice something start to emerge from her. And it ,ales her taste even better than before. Is she…getting…aroused? Am I making mommy excited? I am. I guess that’s a sign that I’m doing a good job. If only she were awake for this. She’s enjoy it ten times more. Not only from the sensation, but she’d be so proud of me. I’d hear her praises for how well I’m doing, her sweet moans, she’d even push me deeper into her to ...