Morning drinks with mom - Sex Stories

Morning drinks with mom

... on her face, when she saw him. I pushed my then-wet fingers into Juicy Joyce, sliding two of my fingers deeply inside her.

Joyce gave a pleasurable moan, and after letting me play with Juicy Joyce,

she asked,

"When do I get something to play with?"

I moved my fingers out of juicy Joyce and out of her panties, away from her skirt.

She looked at me, as if to say, 'what are you doing?'

I took her hand and placed it on my zipper. She unzipped my pants, and unhooked the buttonhole, then eased open my pants. Then, only my boxers hid Big Peter.

I told mom,

"I have a big surprise for you inside,"

Mom replied,

"My son thinks he's all grown up now."

"I'm not a boy anymore. I'm a man."

She answered, "We shall see.

With that, she pulled my pants and boxers down, releasing Big Peter into view. He was standing to attention, right in front of her face.

She gave a loud gasp. "Oh my God! He's huge... long and thick. My pussy's going to have fun playing with him."

I said

"Big Peter is going to love Juicy Joyce."

"Oh, you've named them already, have you?" she answered.

With that, I pushed my hips forward and Big Peter's purple knob was pressing against Joyce's mouth. She kissed him gently with her lips, and her kisses gradually turned into sucking.

Wow, my mom was sucking my big cock. The same mouth, that had kissed me goodnight for years, was there happily sucking my cock. I couldn't help but wear a big smile on my face-- I was the ...

... man and not the boy anymore.

I felt a surge of confidence and dominance building inside me. I wanted to be in control and be the boss of my mom. So I pulled my cock out of her mouth, and away from her face.

"Get down on your hands and knees on the carpet." I ordered.

She got up off the sofa; I moved myself aside, and she got down on her hands and knees on the carpet.

Wow, I ordered my mom and she obeyed. She had never obeyed any order before. This feeling of being masterful was exquisite.

Looking at Joyce on her hands and knees, I admired how beautiful and seductive she looked. But, I wanted her ass up higher than it was.

So, I gave her another order,

"Lower yourself to your elbows. I want to see your ass up higher."

Again, she obeyed my order.

There I was, looking down at my mom on her elbows and knees. This was exactly the position I remembered as a young man, sitting in the armchair, and watching mom vacuum the carpet on her hands and knees. She would provocatively sweep the vacuum tube across the carpet, making her breasts wobble under her blouse and her ass shake behind.

Then, at the coffee table in front of me, she would lower herself to her elbows, and her ass would be sticking right up at me--my cock would be rock hard. Again, sweeping the vacuum tube backwards and forwards, her breasts would wobble and her ass would shake. Back then, it took all of my strength to stop myself from pulling up her long skirt, and ramming my cock inside her ...