Forced to take my Mother - Sex Stories

Forced to take my Mother

... and called out, "That's much better! You're a real sport mom! Course we all know this is what you wanted anyway!" Ignoring him, Mom slid her hands up my chest one more time and then taking my face in her hands, leaned forward and pressed those soft full lips to mine. I whimpered as she kissed me, and then gasped when she leaned further and I felt her nipples pressing into my chest. Although my lips hadn't responded, mom moaned in her throat and working her arms around my shoulders pulled me closer to her. She kissed me harder, and then whispered against my face, "Kiss me back, baby, and put your arms around my waist, remember, just like the movies" Mom returned to kissing me and this time I tentatively returned it, my lips pushing against hers. Mom purred again and worked her lips back and forth across mine. As I started kissing her harder, I put my arms around her waist and placing my hand on her warm back slid it up through her long hair. "Hmmm-mmm," Mom encouraged as her lips pressed hard against mine. She rocked side to side causing her hard nipples to slide across my chest and whispered, "Close your legs." I did as she asked, and she swung her legs onto the chair on either side of mine so she was straddling me on the chair. "Nice touch, hey mom, you guys sure you haven't done this before!" I tensed up at the sound of his voice and mom said softly, "Just me, baby, just focus on me. You're doing just fine." She returned to kissing me and I gasped when her tongue darted ...

... out and pushed against my lips. I parted them and Mom sighed as her tongue entered my mouth and caressed mine. She was now rocking front to back, grinding her hips in my lap and even through her thong and my shorts I could feel the heat between her legs. Her hard nipples were poking into my chest and she was now moaning softly as her tongue played against mine. "Yeah, work him up, mom! Bet it isn't the first time he's been hard for you!" Mom's hands had slipped between us and were rubbing my chest again and I felt a sense of the surreal come over me as my mother gave me the equivalent of a lap dance while some guy with a gun watched. "Grab her ass!" His tone was firmer than before and recalling his words that he was done playing, I dropped my hand down mom's back until I was cupping the cheeks of her ass. Mom gasped when I gave them a hard squeeze and so did I at how firm her ass really was. She ground harder into my lap and I had no doubt she could feel how hard I was. We were both sweating and it added to the sensation of our now slick chests rubbing together. "Okay, enough making out, Mark, tell your mother you want to suck her tits." Mom sat back on my lap, and once again cupped her breasts. I stared longingly at them, but couldn't move. "Let's go Mark!" I was aware of movement and saw him get up. Coming over, he pushed the lamp off the end table and sat on it, so he was only a couple of feet to our left. "Say it!" "Mom....can I..." "I said tell her, don't ask her!" he said ...