What Mom Doesn't Know Will Fuck Her - Sex Stories

What Mom Doesn't Know Will Fuck Her

... in the same way Pamela was when she was horny from me fingering, licking or fucking her pussy. I couldn't see Ellie's hand and I wondered hopefully that my sick imagination was right. Just then one more girl walked in from the bathroom. My mouth dropped. It was our locally famous weather girl Miranda Collington. Dressed as Jessica Rabbit, who I don't think is a Disney princess, but who the fuck cares. Dressed in black thigh highs and I think five inch pumps, I looked at her and was weak at the knees. Miranda had been local weather girl since she was eighteen, back in 1988. She was famous for her long legs which were always, and I mean always, in pantyhose, which was pretty common in the eighties, but was incredibly rare in 2011. Like my Mother, she was a constant focus of my stroke sessions. Distracted by the sight of Miranda, I barely noticed when Gloria announced my arrival. "Look who has graced us with his presence." Everyone looked up and I was greeted warmly. My Mom got off the gorgeous Ellie and staggered towards me. She fell into me and hugged me tight. She slurred slightly, "You made it, honey." Attempting to sound just like my Father, I replied slyly, "Baby, I never planned to miss this." She grabbed my hand and whispered into my ear, "You are soooooo lucky you showed up, Ellie has me so fucking horny." My cock flinched at hearing my MILF Mother talking so slutty and confirming a long held assumption and stroke fantasy. Pushing the envelope, I asked, "How did she ...

... get you so horny, honey?" Mom just shrugged. Stunned by Mom's forwardness, I asked, "So what is the plan now?" Before my Mom could answer, with so many nasty possibilities spinning in my head, Gloria announced, "Charades time." My Mom smiled and said, "I guess your blow-job will have to wait." She gave a quick subtle squeeze of my already stiff and eager cock and wiggled away. My Mom sat back with Ellie and padded the couch implying I should join her. I obeyed, like an obedient puppy dog, sitting beside my Mom, who was back on Ellie's lap. I hummed and hawed whether I should put my hand on my Mom's silk stocking legs. The decision was made for me a minute later when Mom grabbed my hand and put it on her nylon leg. I had touched and massaged her nylon feet many times, always fantasizing of my hands being on her thighs and now it was happening. I just sat back and enjoyed the moment. The game started and it was couples. I vaguely watched as the other couples acted things out. When it was our turn, Gloria called me up and handed me a card, I looked at it. Mine was a quote: ‘two heads are better than one.’ I was happy to get an easy one. As soon as my time began I went to work and Mom quickly got it right. My Mom slyly added, her tone dripping in sexual innuendo, "I always thought two, even three, heads were better than one." Everyone laughed and Mom winked at me. The wink and hearing my Mother use such innuendo, made me want her even more. Ellie got up to go to the washroom and I ...