A Visit from Mom - Sex Stories

A Visit from Mom

... legs to get them off. I could feel the abundant dampness in the fabric. In my well-practiced technique, I put my hands under her knees and lifted them up before positioning my face between her legs. It struck me that she must have had big expectations because her pussy was cleanly shaven, which did not usually happen while I was at home. She began to cry out the moment my tongue touched its target. After playing with her outer lips, I thrust my tongue as deeply as it would go while turning my head left and right. She began to praise me, telling me how good it was and how she loved me.

After teasing her, I moved my tongue to her clit and began flicking my tongue as fast as I could. Her body stiffened and her hands gripped the bed covers. She thrust her hips into my face while telling me, "Like that! Just like that!" As I kept going, her breathing increased to panting as she begged me not to stop.

"Please baby! Get me off! Please baby, make me cum!"

That was when I took her swollen clitoris between my lips and began to suck on it while my tongue continued to rub the head. She went off like a rocket! Her body stiffened as she repeated, "Oh God! Oh God!" with each shock that wracked her body.

I loved experiencing my mother having an orgasm. In her rough life, a good orgasm was something I saw as a gift to her, making her life a bit better even if it was only for a moment. So if I could give her that, it would be a tiny payback for the years that she cared for ...

... me.

As her orgasm passed, I was about to crawl up beside her when she twisted and propped up on one elbow. I heard her say, "Please baby...again." I settled back into position again, smiling to myself over my success.

Burying my face back between her legs once more, we resumed the sexual ballet of my tongue against her body. She moaned, she squirmed, she pleaded for more, and she praised me when I gave it to her. She became more and more active until her hands gripped my head and pressed my face into her. Her hips rose as her body shook and her cries filled the room. I worried that the neighbors might become irritated and call the police. But gradually her orgasm passed and she settled onto the bed still breathing heavily. I crawled up beside her and we lay there in silence as she recovered.

"My God you are good at that."

"You trained me well."

She laughed and turned to me wrapping me up in her arms. "I love you baby."

"I love you mom."

After a few minutes of rest, I felt her hand run down my body and rub my cock.

"Oh my, this guy has lost all his starch. I have to fix that."

I rolled down onto my back. "You always have. Your touch gets me hard so fast."

"It does huh? Let's see if I still have the magic."

For me, she definitely had the magic. I could remember the mornings when she came into my room, sitting on my bed and jacking off my morning wood to wake me up for college. And the evenings when she would reach into my pajamas to slowly jack me off ...