Clementina, Chapter I – Penetration - Sex Stories

Clementina, Chapter I – Penetration

... of the bed. I stood there for a long moment, the emotions roiling through my body.

Something stirred next to my ear. I felt Clementina’s arms slip around me, one hand pressing against my chest, another sliding down my stomach towards the waistband of my pajama bottoms. She was naked and her bare breasts pressed against my back, her chin on my shoulder as she whispered in my ear.

“She can’t help you,” she said softly. “Only I can. You want me. Give in.”

Her hand slipped into my pajama bottoms and wrapped around my cock. I fought back a gasp as my cock rocketed to full attention.

Clementina was right. I had wanted her since the moment I peeked through that hole in her bathroom wall.

She moved to my front. She ran her tongue down my chest silently, flicking it across my nipples, nipping at them. Her hands slid past my stomach and pushed my pajama bottoms to the floor.

She had unbraided her hair, and I ran my hands through her long, black tresses as she ran her tongue down my stomach, licked the edges of my navel, and wrapped her breasts around my throbbing cock. I was hard as diamonds, with pre-come dribbling from the tip. I closed my eyes as my cock disappeared into her soft mounds of flesh. She pressed them together and rubbed them up and down the shaft, flicking her tongue across the tip, teasing it, licking the salty pre-come from the gaping slot in the engorged, purple, pulsating head.

I looked over towards the bed. My mother was still asleep, she ...

... hadn’t stirred even as Clementina had her way with me. Mom’s cut-off T-shirt had slipped up and one of her breasts was exposed in the night. I wondered, for the first time, what sex would be like with her. I had always taken for granted that I had the hot mom and kept that side of things at a safe arms length. But now, watching her sleep while having my cock worked over by Clementina, I was having thoughts I had never dared imagine. Part of me was troubled, but another part of me suddenly felt exhilarated, like I was opening some secret door that had always been hidden or locked. What would sex with my mother feel like? Would she be as good as Clementina?

At the moment, Clementina was setting a high standard as her attentions to my cock continued. She slipped me from between her breasts and took the head into her mouth, sucking at the tip. She ran her thumb up the underside, drawing out all the pre-come she could. She gently squeezed my balls as she slipped her mouth down my shaft, taking me all the way down her throat until her lips were against my body, then sliding back out.

I could feel my balls tighten. I didn’t want to come yet. I didn’t want to come here in the room with my mother. I needed quiet time to think before I went any further down that forbidden path.

“Not here,” I croaked sofly to Clementina. “Let’s go back to your room. Anything you want, just not here.”

“You don’t want your mommy to know?” she crooned

“This is moving too fast,” I pleaded. “I need ...