“Mom, you have no worries. You have a perfect ass, if I may be so blunt,” I huskily assured her.
She pulled back, hesitating while digesting my comment. She turned to leave and whispered, “Thanks, Sam. Good luck on today’s client.”
What was the help she was demonstrating this time? Full tits squashed against me or something related to her firm ass? My mind remained on Mom’s bottom while I uncovered our latest client. I decided to push the sheet up in one motion today, revealing her legs and pussy at once. She had a thin, petite form and was near my aunt’s age. A narrow patch of blonde hair was above her slit. Caressing her thighs and skinny waist relaxed her enough to open her legs, revealing an already wet slit. Her pelvic area was small, and I wondered how a baby would be able to emerge.
Full rounded breasts pushed the sheet up, maintaining their perfect shape. The client’s perfect tits didn’t match the rest of her body, drawing me to conclude this was someone’s trophy wife. Natural blonde, artificially endowed boobs, and a skinny body type were the perfect attributes for an older businessman to brag to his buddies. Her proud tits reminded me of when Mom pressed her breasts into me. That must have been her hint. Maybe Mom thought augmented breasts would gross me out.
I would be happy to help the old bastard impregnate his young wife. Complimenting her skinny body is what this lady would love to hear. “I love your shapely legs and fit body. It looks like I’m the lucky recipient of experiencing how blondes have more fun.”
It was enough; she fully opened her legs, revealing her tiny pussy.
Unsure if I could fuck this girl without causing her great pain, I decided to lengthen my foreplay. I ran my fingers up and down her slit while caressing her thin thighs and exposed midriff, telling her the entire time how sexy she looked. She squirmed, and her pussy was noticeably wetter when I inserted a finger into her tight canal. I finger fucked her and inserted more fingers when she loosened up. I moved closer to her wide-open legs and rubbed my wet head around the mouth of her pussy.
She humped up, attempting to lodge my prick in her cunt. I managed to pop the head beyond her lips, barely fitting in her tight vice-like sheath. Her hot pussy squeezed so tightly that it was on the verge of being painful for me. She acted as if it didn’t bother her, probably used to a tight fuck. I short stroked her pussy, inching forward slowly, stretching her hole to accommodate my fat, stiff cock. Her pussy gushed juice, coating my invading prick, enabling me to advance to the bottom of her slot. Her hands stroked my back, pulling me in, encouraging me to fuck her faster.
Her tiny cunt transformed into a greedy, slick pussy, able to take the pounding my iron-hard shaft gave her. I fucked her hard while she kept coating my cock with her juices. She locked her legs around my back and humped to meet my thrusts.
I lowered my hands to her ass to get better leverage to pound her pussy when I discovered she had none. She was so skinny that fat tissue hadn’t been able to accumulate. Understanding swept over me when I remembered Mom asking me to check out her ass. It was Mom’s way of helping her son achieve success.
Before my prick softened from discovering her disappointing backside, I grabbed her hips and pounded in and out of this young trophy wife. I was on the verge of orgasm, and it appeared this girl wasn’t close. Her breasts heaving up and down under the sheet caught my attention. She had to be proud of her prized tits. I moved my hands up under the sheet and cupped her breasts.
“Your tits are perfect, so big and firm. I love squeezing them,” I croaked. The young trophy wife gyrated her hips, bouncing up and down while I fucked her. I couldn’t tell if she was nearing orgasm when it hit me. Maybe there was another reason she married an older man.
I tweaked her taut, hard nipples while mauling her fake tits. The tight texture of her breasts was much like Mom’s ass, and my mind went back to when I was groping Mom. Gambling, I said, “Cum for Daddy, sweetie.”
Her body violently thrashed when I correctly identified her fantasy. I knew it would be much easier at that point. Thrusting hard and deep, I chanted, “I’m going to fill my girl’s pussy full of sperm. You’re having my baby. Cum on your Daddy’s big prick, honey. Push us over the edge!”
She screamed with joy while her pussy clamped onto my erupting cock. Gooey globs of cum filled her receptive, pulsating pussy. Loud squishing noises filled the room while cum squirted out of her small cavity.
Slowing my pace, I continued to stroke to the bottom, hoping to push my virile sperm to the back of her pussy, closer to her cervix. When I softened, I stopped stroking and allowed my prick to soak in her flooded pussy. She unwrapped her legs and lowered them to the bed. Her tits rapidly heaved from the intense joining.
After I covered her tiny body, I whispered, “Thank you so much for sharing your beautiful body with me. Don’t ever give up on your fantasies.”
I left and met Mom in the hallway near the stairs. She smiled while shuffling by me to wrap matters up with our latest client. I didn’t bother to shower since we would be working in the garden. I changed into my work clothes, making it to the backyard before Mom escorted our guest to her car. I worked on a bed hidden from the back windows to remain undetected.
Mom showed up later, and we worked together for several hours. She informed me the client was satisfied this morning and liked my style. I wasn’t surprised and knew that discovering the woman’s father-daughter fantasy tipped the scales.
Seeing my distant look, Mom asked, “You look concerned. Did you have any problems?”
“No problem at all. One thing though, a trophy wife won’t have any problem with payment..”
Her questioning look prompted me to add, “Young, petite blonde with augmented breasts. It was pretty obvious.”
She asked, “How do you know she was blonde? Did you uncover her head?”
Unsure of how to explain this to Mom, I gave her a ‘duh’ stare and bleated, “Damn, Mom. Hair grows in other places besides the head.” It was entertaining to watch her expression while she processed the information. Her face turned beet-red when she visualized her son ogling a woman’s pussy.
Changing the subject for her, I said, “There is one thing that could have been a problem, but you took care of it beforehand.”
“What was that, Sam?” She was more than eager to change the conversation.
“Her ass, Mom. She had none. Thanks for taking notice and warning me.”
Blushing again, she quietly quavered, “Thank you, dear. I do try to notice potential problems during my interviews. It may seem that I don’t act motherly at times, but I’m trying my best to help you succeed.”