After School - Sex Stories

After School

... to where she was standing. It didn't dawn on me at first what she was in the process of doing, but when it did, I felt my cock rapidly swelling in my pants. Slowly Mom was undoing each of those large round buttons on her dress.

By the time she'd uncovered the top half of herself, my cock was painfully hard. Peeking beyond the gooey dress I could see her chest, her massive boobs barely held in check by a see through sexy bra. It was black and contrasted starkly with the milky white skin of her massive boob flesh spilling out of it. She continued to unbutton her dress and told me to see if I could wipe up the stuff that fell to the floor.

Getting on my knees, I tried to wipe the gooey substance up but basically all I was able to do was smear it around. When I glanced up to tell her I wasn't having any luck I almost blasted a load in my pants.

She'd pulled her dress up to reach the last few buttons and in doing so exposed everything to my bulging eyes. She was wearing dark thigh high stockings that had some sort of clips attached to them and was supported by a white belt that went around her waist. I later learned it was called a garter belt. The clips were situated under the pair of thin black cut panties that barely covered her privates.

“Matt! Earth to Matt!”, she shouted. I don't know how long it was before her calling my name finally registered on my shocked brain.

"It's starting to drip down toward my panties. Be dear and pull them down so they don't get ...

... ruined," she said in a panicked voice.

"You want me to pull down your panties?", I stuttered. I could feel copious amounts of pre-cum leaking out of my cock and getting my boxers all slick in front.

"Yes please. I really don't want them ruined; they're my favorite pair. I'd do it myself but as you can see my fingers are all sticky," she told me holding out one hand so I could see the sticky on it.

"Okay," I stuttered some more while reaching up and taking hold of the waistband at each hip.

With shaking hands, I slowly began to pull her panties down. While I was doing that, she'd managed to remove her dress and stood there staring down at me with an odd look on her face. Slowly her panties came down until her pubic hair started to show. Her pussy hair was dark black and nicely trimmed.

When they finally dropped past her crotch, I found myself kneeling in front of her with my face only inches away from the first real pussy that I'd ever seen. I kept my eyes glued to her beautiful lips, as I lowered her panties to the floor.

For some reason she reached down with a sticky hand and ran a finger through the hair until it dipped between her legs. When she pulled her hand away, I could see her clit (which I didn’t know at the time it was), peeking out of the hair.

"Oh my, now look what I've done. Honey, can you wipe the syrup off me?", she asked pointing at her clit with a sticky finger.

Taking one of the paper towels I began to tenderly dab at the area but all I ...