Torrie's Year - Sex Stories

Torrie's Year

... it was nothing, all while pretending he didn't know the woman. He figured it'd be a nice opportunity to at least chat with her some. Marcus nodded in Torrie's direction. She made her way over to their table, sitting on Marcus' lap. He handed her some money, whispered in her hear, and slapped her ass when she got off his lap. Torrie turned to Eddie, smiling seductively, "Ready?" Eddie was happy, aroused, and ashamed to see her. But he went along with it anyway; his mother guiding him to the private dance area. Eddie couldn't believe how hot she looked. Her platinum blonde hair was much longer, falling down to her lower back, her body was sexy and toned, and her breasts looked as though she had nice sized implants - she looked like a porn star. "I'm not used to giving dances to white boys. So bear with me!" Torrie joked, guiding Eddie to sitting position. "Hey, listen, mom you don't have to do this," He said, Torrie started to grind her butt against his crotch, looking over her shoulder. "Are you doing ok? Are you happy?" Eddie asked. "I am," Torrie smiled, resting her hands on his knees, feeling his growing erection between her thong-covered butt. "We all miss you," Eddie said. He wanted her to come back to be the mother he remembered before everything happen, but at the same time he enjoyed seeing this sexual goddess, knowing it may all fade away if she came back home. "Do you? I miss you too," Torrie replied, grinding harder into his crotch to the beat of the music. She ...

... leaned back on him, taking his hands, placing them on her sexy, flat tummy. She moaned lightly. Eddie dismissed any thoughts of her returning to her old life after seeing how much she loved this. "I just wanted you to know that I love you," Eddie said, trying to control his breathing. "And I love you," his mother said, turning around, straddling him. She removed her bikini top, revealing her bigger, new, fake breasts. "Mom," Eddie whispered. Torrie grabbed his hands, placing them on her nearly bare ass. "Mom," he whispered once more, squeezing her butt cheek lightly. Torrie prevented him from speaking, grabbing his face, kissing him hard. "Take your cock out," she ordered. "What?" Eddie asked. He was frozen with a mixture of shock and desire. "Do it," she whispered in his ear. His heart pounding, his erection throbbing, Eddie knowing he may never see her again, he may never touch her again, and he would most certainly never have her back as a mom, complied, unzipping his pants when she slid off his lap, taking his cock out for her. Torrie went to her knees, dragging her long hair across his erect penis, lowering herself in front of it. Eddie grabbed it by the base, moaning, looking at her blue eyes peering back into his. It was the light exhale she directed towards his cockhead that did it. He began ejaculating, splattering his pants and bottom of his shirt with cum. Torrie smirked up at her son. She gave his cock a quick suck to the root, tasting his seed, laughing as she stood. ...