Cheating with Mommy - Sex Stories

Cheating with Mommy

... expensive, Mommy.&#034 &#034But it's what you want and who you are.&#034 My asshole twitched. &#034I know, Mommy.&#034 I slid off the sofa and knelt before her as she tugged at her pants. Her panties came off too. I slid a finger into her - - - two would hurt her - - - and slowly rotated it back and forth to loosen her up. She showed no change of expression, merely watching me with a bit lower lip as I began sliding it in and out of her pussy. The only time I enjoyed licking it was when we 69'd. When I couldn't see, I could feel her doing the filthiest things with my cock. And even more when the passion was running so high that I hadn't had enough of her cunt by cumming into it and needed to suckle at it some, when I pulled out and saw her pussy between her spread, cocked up legs, and simply needed it, more of it, and dove face first into her cunt, to lick and lap mindlessly until I heard her sighing in an even rhythm, then I'd focus on her the very entrance to her womb, touching it with my tongue, darting about it, d***k with desire, fucking my face my gate into the world. She would smile lovingly at me when I was sure both of us were happy and pulled away to slide my finger in one last time, for one last touch before returning to her arms. I can't explain the aversion I have to it so much of the time. It's just there. But Mommy loves sucking my dick. She can cum without even putting a hand between her thighs with my dick in her mouth. She has a plate glass mirror over her ...

... sofa and I swear there's nothing in this world more erotic than screwing her mouth with her fingers at the base of my dick while I watch my face in the mirror, knowing Mommy's the one making me feel so perfect. I whine for her, beg for her to suck my dick. It excites both of us, though I rarely cum in her mouth. She doesn't object when I do. It just, there's something about it that becomes so overwhelming and frustrating that I usually pull out of her and sit beside her again to continue our foreplay. Pretty much the only exception is when, after sex, I prop an extra pillow or two behind her head and straddle her neck, very careful not to put any weight on it, and ask how her cunt tastes on my cock as I rub it on her lips. I'll arc my back and screw her face and whine and whimper, feeling like a nymphet having her clit sucked. One night, I came after two thrusts in her pussy, and again after one in her mouth. We both loved it. I pulled my finger out of my mommy's pussy and dragged it across her lips then gave her the treat of swabbing her clit with my tongue until her hips started to rock. I dove inside her and sucked deeply as she began twitching. Mommy's pussy is heaven. I lifted myself up and sat next to her and took hold of her by the waist. I tugged her on top of me. She began cumming again as her pussy enveloped my cock. I made her crazy. I'm a good lover, but my mommy . . . I pulled her sweater off the top of her head and held her waist tightly, forcing her to move her ...