She didn’t bob like every other cock slut the second they had my cock between my lips, she just sat there with three thick inches in her mouth, as if pondering what to do next. I encouraged her, “Go ahead, Mom, suck my big, fat cock…” I then added, knowing from my limited experience and from hearing Mom begging for Dad to sodomize her that she liked dirty talk, “… and become my Mommy-slut.”
I waited a few seconds… although it seemed like an eternity… before she began bobbing.
“Good girl,” I purred, encouraging her obedience, “that feels so good.”
She was tentative at first, likely still trying to come to grips with what had just happened, sucking only the first four inches into her mouth.
She’d just began bobbing faster when the doorbell rang. Again!
“Fuck!” I sighed, I’d meant to turn off the lights before I began the last stages of the seduction, but they had happened so quickly.
Mom got up and joked, “You’d better not get it this time.”
“Probably not,” I laughed, as my Supergirl flew to the door.
She came back a minute later, looked at me still standing there naked, and said, “Kevin, we mustn’t do this.”
“Mom, we already are,” I pointed out.
“No, the doorbell was a sign,” she said. “A sign that we should stop before it’s too late.”
“Or it was just random trick or treaters coming to our house,” I countered, walking back to her.
“Don’t,” she said.
“Don’t what?” I asked, as I reached her again.
“Don’t make me do it,” she said weakly, her resistance as fragile as a leaf in autumn.
“Don’t make you do what?” I asked, as I returned my hands to her shoulders.
“Kevin,” she said, looking down at my cock again.
“Go ahead, Mom,” I suggested, again pushing her down to her knees, “we both know you desperately want my big, fat cock, almost as much as I want you to have it.”
She returned to her knees as she sighed, “Damn you, Kevin.”
“Tell me how badly you want it,” I said, as I stroked my cock in front of her.
“Just shove it in my mouth, Kevin,” she sighed, opening it for me.
“You sure?” I asked, wanting her to beg for it now… for her to make the next move.
“Yes, dammit!” she cursed, frustrated by her own weakness and lust.
“Yes, what?” I asked.
“You’re so goddam much like your father,” she said, shaking her head, “always playing mind games.”
“But I’m bigger,” I pointed out.
“Yes, you are,” she agreed, as she reached out and replaced my hand with hers.
“Do you want to suck it?” I asked.
“Yes,” she whispered.
“Pardon?” I asked, now reveling in the power I had. “Could you please explain?”
“Yes, I want to suck your big, fat cock,” she said, “is that what you want to hear?”
“Yes, Mom,” I nodded. “That’s what I’ve longed to hear for over a week. Go ahead and suck my cock, show me how much you want it.”
“I’m going to burn in hell for this,” she sighed, before she leaned forward and took me back in her mouth.
Unlike the last time where she’d taken her time, this time she replicated my previous cock sluts, immediately bobbing with reckless lust.
“Oh yes, Mom,” I moaned, “show me how much you love my big, fat cock.”
She bobbed faster, stroking it at the same time, while moving her other hand to my balls and beginning to fondle them.
Because of the rapid sucking, the ball cupping and the reality that it was my own Mother sucking my cock, I didn’t last long, groaning in under two minutes, more likely just over a minute, “I’m going to come.”
Like all my other cum sluts, she kept bobbing and was rewarded with my load in seconds… swallowing it all.
Also like my other cock sluts she didn’t stop, although she slowed down, nursing my cock to completion.
I pulled out, pulled her up and said, “My turn.”
“You don’t have to,” she said, as I lowered myself below her and was surprised to see she was wearing crotchless pantyhose and no panties. Now it was my turn to be shocked!
I pointed out the obvious, “You’re not wearing any panties.”
“I often go commando,” she informed me, cocking her head and gazing down at me with the sexiest look I’d ever seen.
“Do you also often wear crotchless pantyhose?” I asked, as I stared at her completely shaved and very wet pussy.
“No, I did that for you,” she said.
“You did this for me?”
“I wasn’t sure, but just in case,” she grinned playfully, her mind apparently already prepared to be my Mommy-slut,. “You know, can’t hurt, might help?”
“In case?” I asked.
“Well I’d done some thinking and I was pretty sure you were the one who ass fucked Mrs. Grady, I felt your cock flinching against my feet and thigh all those times, and you didn’t look at all embarrassed when you dropped that towel, so I had a hunch you were going to try and do something like this,” she said.
“Do what?” I asked, as I moved a finger to her pussy.
“Make me your Mommy-slut,” she answered with a moan.
“And do you want to be my Mommy-slut?” I asked, as I slid the finger inside her.
“Yes,” she moaned with a tremble.
“Yes, what?” I asked.
“Yes darling, I want to be your Mommy-slut,” she admitted.
“And why is your cunt so wet?” I asked.
“Because I’m a big, fat cock slut for my hot son,” she answered, giving in without hesitation.
“Mmmmmmm,” I responded, as I leaned forward and licked her pussy.
“That’s it my baby boy, lick your Mommy’s wet cunt,” she moaned, getting turned on by the incestuous aspect.
And I did, wanting to get my Mom off with my tongue.
“Oh God,” she moaned after a couple minutes of licking, “I love your tongue on Mommy’s cunt. William has never done that for me, he thinks it’s beneath him.”
“That’s because Dad doesn’t love you as much as I do. Now come for me, Mommy,” I ordered, as I continued licking and began fingering her.
“Oh yes, finger fuck Mommy’s cunt, suck on my clit, fuck yes, lick your Mommy,” she babbled, as her hand went to my head and she pulled me deeper into her heavenly wetness.
I kept attacking her pussy, inside and out, until she screamed, “Yes, Mommy’s coming!!” as she flooded me with wetness.
I licked up her cum, my cock already hard again, as her body quaked and she used my shoulders for balance.
Once she returned to earth she asked, with a sexy, seductive smile, “So is Superman going to fuck Supergirl, or what?”
“That would be incest,” I pointed out.
“They’re related?” she asked, surprised.
“They’re first cousins,” I answered.
“Well, I guess that makes sense,” she said, as she took my hand and led me upstairs to her bedroom.
“Where are you taking me?” I asked.
“To your new bedroom,” she answered, making my already hard cock flinch, as this new intimacy promised to become more than just a one-night fuck fest.
Once we arrived in her… no, our… bedroom, she went to the bed, sat on the edge and said, “Come here.”
“Are you Supergirl or Mrs. Robinson?” I joked, as I walked to her.
“Both,” she smiled, as she patted the bed and said, “Lie down.”
I did as she suggested, lying on my back, and she climbed onto the bed still standing and walked up to my face. “Have you ever wanted to suck on my toes?”
“All the time,” I told her as she put her left foot into my mouth, using the wall for balance.
I took the toes into my mouth, sucking on them.
“That feels so nice,” she moaned, as I also massaged her foot with my hands.
She changed feet after a minute and I replicated the attention. She then moved her foot to my bare chest and rubbed her nylon foot all over it. She asked, “You like?”
“It feels great,” I said, as my cock saluted her attentions.
“How about this?” she asked, a minute later, as still leaning against the wall, she stretched a foot back to my cock and rubbed it up and down.