When I got home, Mom called me into her bedroom… the ultimate fantasy… although it wasn’t to fuck her… of course… but it was to try on my costume. She said, “Try this on honey, so in case it’s the wrong size Sally can do some last-minute alterations tomorrow.”
“Man, she is fast,” I said.
“Sally is the Supergirl of the designer world,” Mom joked.
“I should have asked you to be Supergirl,” I realized.
“Why?”
“Because you’re super,” I answered.
“That’s the corniest thing you’ve ever said,” she scoffed playfully, handing me the costume.
“I try,” I shrugged, as I took it.
“Try it on,” she said.
“Okay,” I said, considering stripping right in front of her… but sticking to my plan… and my target date of Halloween.
I went to my bedroom and found that the costume was a bit tight… tight in that it completely showcased my cock. I thought this would only help with my Wednesday seduction and took it back off. I returned it to Mom and she asked, “Too small?”
“Perfect,” I said.
“Why didn’t you keep it on to show me?” she asked.
“You’ll have to wait until Wednesday,” I teased.
“In that case you’ll have to wait until Wednesday as well,” she shrugged. “Actually, I’ll have a bit of a surprise for you.”
“I can’t wait,” I said sincerely, knowing better than to ask.
We had dinner early, as I told her I had to head out early to meet with my team before the big debate in three weeks. I drove a block, then parked and walked around to the back of Mrs. Grady’s. I walked in the back door as planned, and she was waiting for me… in black stockings and a black lace bra… sans panties.
She smiled, “Like?”
“Next time I want to see you in white stockings,” I said, curious how white nylons would look like against her black body.
“I’ll have to buy some,” she said, as she walked up to me.
“Then buy some,” I said flippantly, as she dropped in front of me.
“I will,” she nodded as she went to fish out my cock but stopped. “May I please suck your cock?”
“You may,” I said, amused by our strangely civil conversation as she unzipped me and pulled out my flaccid cock.
“I love making a dick hard in my mouth,” she said, as she took my softness between those luscious lips.
It felt amazing to feel my cock getting hard in her mouth as she swirled her tongue around it. Once it was hard, she began bobbing and I watched, still in awe of each woman who worshipped my cock… especially when it was being worshipped by a woman of God. That just enhanced the whole experience.
She asked, “So do you want me to suck you until you’re close, or do you want to fuck my cunt and give me a creampie, or ream my ass and then spew your load all over my cunt?” she asked.
“All the above,” I joked.
“I hope so,” she smiled, as she moved to my balls and sucked them into her mouth.
After a couple of minutes I said, knowing time was of the essence, “Bend over the table.”
“Yes, sir,” she agreed submissively, quickly getting in position like the cock slut she was.
I moved behind her, slid inside her ass and began fucking.
“So what are your plans for my Mom?” I asked.
“For you to come all over my cunt and then your Mom to lick it all up,” she said.
“Where?”
“Right here.”
“Where’s the camera?” I asked.
“I could set up a camcorder, but I thought you might like to watch from the closet over there,” she suggested.
“Hmmmmm,” I pondered, “when is she coming over?”
“I can tell her to come over right now if you’d like,” she said, reaching for her phone.
“She’ll come right over?” I asked.
“She’s a submissive cunt-hungry slut,” she explained, as I kept fucking her. “She’ll rush right over.”
“And then she’ll eat my cum,” I said.
“Exactly,” she said, as she called, putting her phone on speakerphone. “Hi, slut,” she said, when Mom answered.
“Hi, Mistress,” Mom replied.
“I have a big white cock in my ass right now,” Mrs. Grady said.
“Really?”
“Yes, and I expect you over here in ten minutes, dressed in the sluttiest thing you own, so you can eat my anal creampie,” Mrs. Grady added.
“Yes, Mistress,” Mom replied.
“Oh yes, fuck my ass you big-dicked stud,” Mrs. Grady moaned to me.
“Can I come and watch?” Mom asked.
“Then he’d take your ass too,” Mrs. Grady responded.
“Is he big?”
“The biggest I’ve ever had,” Mrs. Grady answered, as she turned and pushed me back. “Actually, I’ll send you a pic.”
“Yummy,” Mom said, as Mrs. Grady snapped a quick picture of my cock.
“Sending,” she said.
“Wow, that is huge,” Mom agreed enthusiastically, as I wondered if she’d recognize it as the one she’d seen a couple days ago.
“And it feels great in my ass,” the black slut bragged as I slid back into her ass and began really fucking her.
“He’s pounding you hard, isn’t he?” Mom asked.
“He’s really reaming my shit hole,” Mrs. Grady moaned.
“Fuck, could I use a good ass reaming,” Mom said.
“I thought you were a dyke now.”
“I’ve been craving a big fat cock for a couple of days now,” Mom admitted, which just conveniently matched up with when she’d seen my cock.
“Well, play your cards right and I’ll share this stud with you,” Mrs. Grady moaned loudly, as I fucked her as hard as I could… their conversation really turning me on.
“Please,” Mom said.
“He would treat you like a cheap three-hole slut,” Mrs. Grady warned.
“I hope so,” Mom said, “I badly need some big-dicked stud to take charge and use me,” something I loved hearing!
“Then get dressed in something slutty as fuck and sashay your butt over here,” Mrs. Grady ordered, and hung up.
“You probably have three minutes,” Mrs. Grady smiled.
“I won’t need that long,” I said, my balls boiling, unsure if I wanted to come in her ass or on her cunt.
“Shoot it right up my ass, baby,” she moaned, “let’s make this as nasty as possible.”
“Good call,” I grunted, close to coming.
“Oh yes, shoot a big load up my ass for your Mom,” she said wickedly, which was the perfect trigger to get me to do just that.
“Ohhhhhh,” she moaned, as I filled her ass with my cum. “YES!!”
I deposited a full load before I pulled out and ordered as I pulled my pants up, “Make her beg for it.”
“I always do,” she assured me as she remained bent over… some of my cum beginning to leak out of her ass.
I pulled out my phone and crept into the closet, keeping the door open just enough to be able to watch and film my Mom’s debauchery.
Mrs. Grady phoned my Mom, “Just walk right in and come into the kitchen.”
“Okay,” Mom said, and we heard her entering the house a few seconds later.
“Get your ass in here,” Mrs. Grady yelled.
“Yes, Mistress,” Mom called back, coming into the kitchen in a trench coat.
“Take that shapeless thing off,” Mrs. Grady ordered, still bent over.
“Yes, Mistress,” Mom repeated, shrugging off the trench coat and revealing she was in black stockings, a plaid skirt that was so short I could see the tops of her stockings, and a skin-tight tube top.
“Hot,” Mrs. Grady said, before adding, knowing I wanted to see my Mom naked, “now take off the tube top and skirt.”
“Then why did I get all dressed up?” Mom asked.
“Because I wanted to see what you would wear.”