Who Says I Can't Fuck My Mother? Ch. 02 - Sex Stories

Who Says I Can't Fuck My Mother? Ch. 02

... an icy voice, "Take your towel off."

She looked me in the eye, and I could see her thinking, as she answered, "I will not, you have to make me."

Without touching her, I said, "Again... take that towel off!"

She did not move a muscle. I slid off the chair, grabbed her hair behind her neck, and put her mouth onto mine. Before I pushed my tongue into her mouth, I said again, "Take that towel off... please!"

And the towel dropped to the ground as she slid off her chair, pressing her body onto mine, and responding with a passionate kiss.

I put my hand on her butt and started walking her backwards towards my room. I opened the door with my left hand, walked her another few steps, and let her fall onto my bed.

I looked at her and said, "I don't like to have you in my room, but you made quite a mess in your own bed."

I think she blushed a bit and said shyly, "Sorry!"

I told her that there was nothing to be sorry about. It was the most amazing thing I have ever seen and found it super-hot.

She said she never squirted - ever - in her life before.

I looked her in the eyes and said, "I hope I can make you squirt at least once a week from now on." And with that I started to move downwards.

When I reached her breasts, she opened her eyes and lifted her head, then asked, "What are you doing?"

"I want to eat your pussy. I want to drink out of your pussy. I want to drink your juice; lick it all up; and make you come with my tongue."

I continued ...

... caressing those beautiful breasts. I don't know if I've mentioned it before; till today, for me, my mom has the most perfect tits. Even though I suckled on them apparently, and many men have after me, I suppose, but they are still perfectly shaped and firm. Most likely, partially because, they are not those ugly big jugs, pale, with the veins showing through, and with an undefined areola.

No, her tits have a very slight, slight, sag, not enough to hold a pencil, but not as upright as a still developing teenager's breasts. They are far apart and the nipples are slightly outwards, positioned upwards. As soon as her tits are the slightest excited, her nipples show. The areola is deep brown, with clearly defined small circles. I never knew a woman's nipples can be so hard and firm. I just looooove sucking on them, playing with my tongue on them, biting them just hard enough to make her squirm, just to noisily suck and pull on them with my mouth.

I robbed up a bit and made my mom look at me. I kissed her gently, and said, "Last night you spoiled me. Now I want to spoil you."

With that I took her hands and put them close to her head. Then I said, "You are not allowed to move. If you move, I will stop."

Then I kissed her and went slowly down to her breasts again. I just couldn't resist her tits. Ever since I could properly think, I knew her breasts are special.

But I could not just stay there and forced myself to move on. I knew my mother was ticklish. We often played and as ...