What Mom Knows Fucks Her in Vegas - Sex Stories

What Mom Knows Fucks Her in Vegas

... "Neeeeever, baby, I will always be a good Mommy," she whimpered, clearly loving the deepness my cock was reaching. The intercom came on and a man asked, "Is there anyone in there? If so, Press the blue intercom button to speak." "We don't have much time, Mommy-slut," I said, "Come for your son. Come for your owner. Come for your Master." That was all it took as my Mom screamed, "Oh fuuuuuuck, yes Curtis, be my Master, use me whenever and wherever you wiiiiish." I could feel her cum coat my cock and I pulled out and began stroking my cock. "On your knees, Mommy." She quickly fell to her knees, rubbing her clit with her left hand as she opened her mouth and begged, "Come on Mommy, Master. Mark me as yours. Shoot your white goo all over Mommy’s face." "Then we will take the elevator back to the main floor, you will walk to the front desk and get the room-key Miranda left for us with my cum all over your face," I said. "Oh God, you dirty fucker. You want to humiliate Mommy?" she asked. "Will you obey?" I questioned, my balls about to burst. "Yes, Master," she agreed, just as the first steam of cum hit her on the forehead. A second followed between her eyes and hit her nose, while a third hit her lips and chin. The sight of my cum on her face was so hot I wished I had more to give. I let go of the elevator stop button and hit the lobby button. Standing up, her face coated with cum, her legs still twitching from her orgasm, she said, "You are turning into one kinky little ...

... bastard." "And you love it," I teased, as the elevator slowed to a stop at the eleventh floor. I reached for my shirt and quickly pulled it on, just before the door opened. A young couple got on the elevator and both couldn't help but notice Mom's cum coated face. Both were clearly surprised, but following proper elevator etiquette, they looked away and didn't say anything. As the elevator started to move, mom turned to the red-faced brunette and asked, "Where you two from?" The girl stammered, "T-T-Texas." "On your honeymoon?" Mom asked, acting as if she didn't have a full facial of cum. "No, we are just dating," the clearly uncomfortable girl answered. The guy looked at me and I shrugged as if saying 'what you gonna do?' Mom asked the girl, "Do I have any in my hair?" "Pardon?" the girl asked, shocked by the question. The elevator was just reaching the lobby when Mom said something even I couldn't believe, "Do I have any of my son's cum in my hair?" Both the guy and the girl's mouths dropped open at the ludicrous claim. The elevator door opened and Mom said, "I'll be right back, son." "Hurry back, slut," I ordered, finally speaking. Both looked at me as Mom walked out of the elevator and into the rather full lobby. The girl asked, "She is not really your Mom?" "No," I lied, "She just likes the shock value. She is actually my English teacher." "Well done, dude," the guy said, clearly impressed. His girlfriend glared at him and they left, the guy clearly looking for my cum-faced ...