“No, baby,” his mother replied as she stretched like a cat. “Like I said, I’m kind of sore, you know, down there.” She paused and wriggled her jaw from side to side. “And my jaw’s a little sore. God, they’re big-all three of them.” Elliott saw a look in her eyes that he took as a fond remembrance as she talked about their huge cocks. As he looked at her lovely mature face, a contented smile turned up the corners of her mouth. “But I feel good-really good. Better than I’ve felt in a long, long time.”
“I’m glad, Mom. You deserve to feel good.”
She looked at him intently, and he noticed the teasingly naughty look in her eyes. “What about you, sweetie? Do you feel good? Did you like what happened earlier?”
He knew she was talking about him going off in her mouth outside by the pool earlier, and then losing his virginity when he’d fucked her after the three boys had finished dumping their loads into her. “I… I loved it, Mom. I’ve never felt anything so… so…” Elliott felt lost for words as he tried to describe what he was feeling.
“Heavenly?” she suggested, looking at him with a knowing twinkle in her eye.
A big smile came over Elliott’s face as he nodded. “That’s it, that’ the perfect word for it.”
“I’m glad, baby. I’m glad Mommy was able to make you feel so good.” She paused and looked down between her legs, where the boys’ syrupy loads of cum were still oozing from her seeping gash. She turned back to him, a salacious gleam in her eye. “So right now when I woke up, you were cleaning me up? You were licking their cum off me?”
Elliott didn’t think there was any point in telling her that he’d jerked his own load onto her as well. He felt his prick hardening again already, and from the teasing look in her eye, who knew what was going to happen next. “Yes, I’ve already licked it off your boobs and your belly. I was just starting on your face when you woke up.”
“Wow! I must have been really out of it. I never felt you doing it at all. Was there a lot? Was there a lot to clean up?”
Elliott nodded as he looked down at her big tits, the nipples rosy red and still glistening with a fine sheen of his spit. “Uh, yeah. There was quite a bit actually. It looks like they really pasted you all over.”
“God, did they ever. I lost count of how many times each of them came after a while, but each one of them comes like a race horse when they do, especially Jamal.”
Elliott saw her eyes kind of glaze over with lusty thoughts as she talked about them coming all over her, her eyes sparking even more when she mentioned Jamal. “I noticed,” he said evenly as they shared a smile.
“And you said you were cleaning my face when I came to?”
“Yes. Your face was kind of turned sideways while you were sleeping, so I started on that side.”
“Well, like we said, we better not disappoint Jamal, so maybe you should continue what you started.” He watched as his mother relaxed back into the sheets, a sinfully wicked smile on her face. “Would you like that, baby? Would you like to continue cleaning Mommy?”
There was that word again-Mommy. The sound of it was like someone pressed a cattle prod against his libido, turning him on even more. “Yes, I’d like that, Mommy.” He surprised himself by saying the word himself, but the illicitly sinful smile that came across her face told him she was happy he’d said it.
“Then go ahead, baby. Mommy’ll just lie here, close her eyes and relax while you do it.”
Elliott watched her eyes close, but the soft sexy smile remained on her face. He felt a shiver of excitement run down his spine as he looked down at her gorgeous body, dizzy just knowing she was giving him permission to use his mouth on her-the thing he had fantasized about forever. With his heart beating rapidly, he leaned down and delicately pressed the flat of his tongue against her other cheek, the one that had been lying against the sheets. There were still smeared traces of their cum there, and he gently licked her soft tender skin, drawing the tasty residue into his mouth.
“Mmm, that feels nice, baby, really nice,” his mother muttered. Her eyes remained closed as her words encouraged him to continue. He ran his tongue softly over the rest of her face, feeling her purr as he even licked the incredibly soft skin of her eyelids. He moved his mouth to her forehead, gathering up one thick strand that ran right up into her hair. He even licked and drew out some of the clumpy gobs matting her hair, like a mother cat grooming her baby. As he sucked at the sticky drying wad, he even got a surprising taste of womanly juices.
“They made a mess of your hair, Mom,” he said as he paused for a second. “What did they do, wipe their cocks with it after they came?”
“I’m pretty sure that’s what they did. They were all keeping me pretty busy, but I think so.”
“Which one of them did it?” Elliott asked, figuring it was most likely Gunner.
“They all did. I remember each one of them using my hair to wipe their cocks. I’m pretty sure of that.”
The lewdness of the image off all three of them taking turns wrapping her lustrous blonde locks around their beefy cocks and wiping them off was even more exciting than Elliott thought. The way they were using his mother as their own cum dump was incredibly arousing to him. Something else occurred to him that he wanted to ask about. He reached over to the bedside table and retrieved the glass she’d had milk in, the one with her lipstick-stained kiss around the rim and traces of dried cum on the side. “What about this glass. Did one of them come in that?” He held it up for her to see.
“Yes. That was Jamal. When he was ready to come one time he pulled it out of me and jerked it off into that glass, and then got me to drink it.” She paused as Elliott looked at the glass, the image of what had happened ping-ponging back and forth erotically in his brain. “I couldn’t believe how much he shot into it. I had to swallow at least three times before I got it all.” Tanya saw the expression on her son’s face as he looked at the glass, his face flushing. “It looks like I missed a little bit. Why don’t you go ahead and clean that up too, baby? We don’t want Jamal finding that glass lying around now, do we?”
“No, I guess not.” As his mother watched intently, Elliott extended his tongue and pressed it to the side of the glass. He felt the drying residue instantly warm and almost melt onto his tongue. He drew his tongue upward, licking the side clean, taking some of her lipstick traces along at the same time. Elliott noticed a salacious smile come over his mother’s face as she watched him.
“Make sure you clean the inside too, baby. You want to show Jamal what a good job you can do.”
Elliott turned the glass around as he extended his tongue, feathering it over the rim and against the filmy stain on the inside. He extended his tongue as far into the glass as he could get it, and then licked upwards, once more feeling the remnants of Jamal’s spunk come alive in his mouth.
“That’s it, baby. That’s the way,” his mother encouraged. “I think you got it all.”
Elliott set the glass down and looked back at his mother, still not believing he was actually sitting on her bed with her almost totally naked, with just her sexy red stilettos on her feet. For Elliott, those killer shoes just made her even more desirable.
“Okay, sweetheart,” his mother said as she looked up at him with a dreamy look in her eyes. “You’ve already cleaned up a lot of their cum, which I guess we can call your ‘appetizer’,” She paused as she slid her hand slowly down her body, her middle finger stopping at the top of her slit. “Now it’s time for the main course.”
Elliott’s eyes had been drawn to her hand like bees to honey, and like a worker bee, it was to time serve the queen. Dressed in his jeans and t-shirt, he moved in a trance-like state further down on the bed as his mother provocatively drew her legs apart, making room for him between them. He crawled between her parted thighs which were still spackled with numerous strands and gobs of cum. He started on her right leg, pressing his tongue against a milky ribbon that ran from just above her knee to almost mid-thigh. He gathered up the sperm-laden rope on his tongue, drawing it back into his mouth and swallowing.
“That’s my boy,” his mother said softly. “Get Mommy nice and clean.”
Elliott continued to lick her thigh, lapping and sucking up the potent invaders clinging to her velvety-soft skin. He stopped just short of her pussy, and then switched to her other leg, giving it the same treatment. He inched closer, feeling the wet, stained sheets beneath him soaking right through the knees of his jeans again. He didn’t care, he was too far gone with excitement. He leaned over her shaven mound, his face close enough to feel the heat coming off her flesh. He ran his tongue slowly up the crease between her leg and her outer labia, lapping up the stray seed gathered there. He did the same on the other side of her vulva, and then ran his tongue all over her lower abdomen, sucking up the gobs of milky semen lying on her belly in a nasty puddle. He noticed his mother push a couple of pillows under her head, propping herself up so she had a good view of what he was doing.
“That feels so good, baby. That tongue of yours feels so nice on Mommy. Why don’t you see if you can get every last drop they dumped inside me into that belly of yours? I’ll be sure to let Jamal know what a good job you did.”
It wasn’t quite the way Elliott had always dreamed it would be, but, in her own way, and under completely incomprehensible circumstances, his mother had just asked him to eat her out. After years of fantasizing about this moment, there was nothing that was going to prevent Elliott from savoring the one thing he’d been lusting after for all these years-not even if her pussy was overflowing with the creamy teenage cum of his three bullies.