1. Stephy's Mom


    Date: 8/7/2024, Categories: Diary , Blowjob Consensual Sex Cum Swallowing Group Sex Teen Male / Female Author: Krombomich, Source: sexstories.com 

    ... Mom?”

“Yes, yes,” she said. But the show was not done; she bent over to pick up the basket of clean clothes and gave us a view of the entirety of her dangling breasts through the slack neck hole. “You boys need anything while I’m here?”

“They’re fine, Mom.”

“Juice? Snacks? Tittyfuck?”

“Eww Mom. Just leave, please.”

“Ehm, excuse me.” My friend raised a finger. “What was that last one?”

Her famous smile beamed in our general direction. “You boys look like you don’t get a lot of tittyfucks at home.” She was right. It’s not something I would ever ask of my mom or sister for, but she was right.

She put down the laundry basket and walked over to our half-circle of couches. We were already stunned speechless before she let her flimsy shoulder straps slide off and freed her big natural tits from their limited restraints.

“For f— sake, Mom, at least keep your clothes on.”

In Steph’s mom’s defense, a one-piece does not allow for subtle under-the-shirt titjobs.

“They have the internet, Stephy. They’ve seen plenty of boobies.”

Not like these. The internet doesn’t have swooping bells that large and perfect, jiggling like water balloons just from their owner talking. I checked.

“Horny boys can’t think straight and will do stupid things if they don’t drain the snake multiple times a day. I do what needs to be done so you don’t end up pregnant, Stephy. Who wanted a tittyfuck?”

“I’ll take one.” I started saying it before she even finished her sentence, ...
    ... which got me first in line.

Steph’s mom smiled at my eagerness and kneeled on the basement carpet between my open legs. “Do you want to get it out or should I?”

Even with a topless woman resting her tits on my crotch, I had trouble wrapping my mind around what ‘it’ was. Thankfully, my hesitation was enough of an answer; Steph’s mom undid my belt, pulled down my pants, and fished the erection out of my boxers. She stroked it a few times with her hands, but the gesture was symbolic; I was already rock-hard.

Anxiety added to my racing pulse:

I took a shower this morning, but isn’t that an eternity ago to someone panting inches away from your peehole?

Steph’s mom’s beautiful smile and the softness of her satin pillows jerking off my cock melted my worries away. Clearly, she didn’t share any of my concerns by the way she was bobbing her chest on my crotch like it was a titty trampoline. My head kept dipping back from overwhelming ecstasy, and I had to will it straight to continue watching the show. She was always looking back at me, locking her hazel eyes to mine even if I sometimes stared at her squished boobies instead.

As the bouncing breasts massaged my cock, a new worry threatened to tarnish the greatest moment of my life:

What if I cum too soon? Should I be warning her? Is there even a box of tissues nearby?

With intuition or sexual experience, Steph’s mom anticipated my hesitation and ejaculation by wrapping her lips around the tip of my cock. Who ...
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