“C’mere, baby, Mommy’s still a bit sore from what those boys did to her earlier. I need you between my legs to kiss it better.”
Elliott watched in rapt silence as his mother drew both legs slowly up, and then let them roll open to each side. Mesmerized by the erotic sight of her wet pink pussy coming into view, he obediently crawled onto the foot of the bed and made his way forward, his eyes glued to that shiny slit. His mother reached down, her red-tipped nails tracing a teasing path down her stomach onto her flat belly. Her hand slid lower, where she took the tip of her index finger and rolled it in a slow circle over the tip of her protruding clit.
“This is where Mommy is really sore. Right here. Kiss it better for Mommy. Kiss it until I tell you to stop.”
Elliott made his way closer, his mouth salivating as the intoxicating scent of his mother’s juices settled luxuriously on his senses. He flicked his eyes up, taking in the breathtaking sight of his mother’s huge tits gorgeously encased in the teasing chemise as she sat propped up against the headboard. Her mussed-up hair and that beguiling look in her blue eyes almost sent him spinning. With his mother’s legs splayed wide open to each side, he laid flat out on his stomach between her creamy thighs. He extended his tongue and drew it slowly up the full length of her beckoning slit, the pink petals of her sex feeling sinfully warm as they seemed to form themselves around his moving tongue. He continued upwards until he reached his goal-the erect spire of her throbbing clit.
“Fuck, that’s big,” Elliott thought to himself as he looked down at the engorged red nodule. It looked to him like a little erect cock. In all the porn movies he’d watched, he’d never seen one as big as his mother’s. It looked stiff and enflamed, almost angry with need. And he wanted nothing more than to give it the pleasure it deserved. He pushed a wad of saliva to the front of his mouth and then swooped down, sliding his lips right over the stiff red button.
“Oh yeah, that’s the way. That’s it,” his mother said from above him as he rolled his tongue all around the fiery clit, bathing it with his spit. The thing seemed to come alive in his mouth, puffing up even more under his loving attention. It was hot as a firecracker, and Elliott was lost in a world of illicit delight as he gently sucked and licked at the erect spire. He could feel her body reacting already, her wide hips shifting restlessly on the sheets. He’d only been sucking at it for a minute or two before he felt her body start to twitch and spasm.
“OH YEAH, BABY. FUCK, THAT FEELS SO… GOOOOODDDDDDDD!” Tanya let out a drawn-out wail of pleasure as she started to come. Her son’s mouth and tongue were amazing. She couldn’t believe how fast he’d made her come. She’d always been overly sensitive, with both her tits and pussy able to set her off without much work, for which she felt blessed. The speed with which he’d been able to make her climax reminded her of that nickname her girlfriends had given her all those years ago: Trigger. And her son’s talented tongue and lips had pulled that trigger, making that gun explode from the base of her tingling clit to every nerve ending of her body.
“YESSSSSSSS,” she hissed loudly as her orgasm had her shaking and twitching, paroxysms of ecstasy racking her body with luxurious tremors.
Elliott was thrilled. He couldn’t believe how fast he’d made his mother come. Her lower body was bucking up against his face as he kept his mouth plastered to her twitching form, his tongue swirling and sucking at her pulsing clit. He could feel the lower part of his face awash with her warm nectar as she squirted. She came for a long time, but he never let up his assault on that fiery red nodule, teasing it mercilessly with his lips and tongue. Finally, as her orgasm waned, she took his head in her hands and held him still, letting him know she wanted him to slow down. He gave her puffy clit a tender kiss and then sat back slightly, his chin dripping with her juices. He looked down and saw that the deep red sheets were already stained and damp from her spurting juices. Elliott thought it was one of the most erotic things he’d ever seen.
“Oh baby, that was perfect. You made Mommy feel so good.”
She had that glassy, dreamy look in her eyes that warmed Elliott’s heart. He knew he’d pleased her, and he wanted nothing more than to know she was happy with him. He watched as she reached down between her legs once more, her talon-like red fingernail tracing teasingly along the length of her greasy slit.
“But Mommy still feels a little bit sore. Do you think you could kiss it better one more time?”
Elliott smiled inside as he nodded and moved back into position between her creamy thighs, lowering his face to her steaming box.
One more turned into four more, with no complaints from Elliott, or his mother. His lips, jaw, and tongue were almost numb, but he’d never been happier in his life. The sheets were an absolute mess beneath her, but he felt like he’d swallowed a bellyful of her deliciously warm cunt-honey.
After her last climax, she’d slid forward in the bed and pushed some of the pillows out beneath her. As Elliott continued to tenderly nurse at her seeping slot, she’d mumbled something about, “What a day,” and then he’d heard her breathing become slow and steady as she drifted off to sleep.
“Mom?” he softly called out, but she was dead to the world. Elliott looked down at her, her gorgeous body attractively on display in the bright white chemise. She was still wearing her high heels, which made her look even sexier. Elliott had been hard as a rock the whole time he’d been servicing her pussy, and now, seeing that his mother was totally out of it, he figured there was no time like the present to get his satisfaction. Making sure her chemise was pushed up out of the way, he kneeled between her spread thighs and fished out his cock. He looked down at that beckoning wet pussy, her big clit sticking up like a lighthouse, calling sailors safely to shore. He thought of her taking on a boatload of sailors who’d been at sea for years, fucking one after the other. He wasn’t sure why he thought of that, but the idea of it fired Elliott’s perverted brain instantly. He’d only taken a couple of strokes before he started to go off.
“Fuck, yes… fuck her, all of you,” he mumbled quietly as he shot rope after rope onto his mother’s exposed pussy. He jacked his turgid prick furiously, dousing her with cum. He surprised even himself with how much he shot, painting her mound with his milky-white seed. When he was done, he flicked the last drops of jizz onto her body before tucking his dick away and zipping up. He looked down at her messy cunt and, with a pleased look on his face, he dropped back down into position and brought his mouth forward, sucking and licking up every drop of evidence. With every last drop of boy-juice sitting comfortably in his belly, he climbed off the bed. Elliott looked down at his mother’s passed-out body. She looked even more beautiful than he remembered. He tenderly reached forward and drew her sexy shoes off her feet and placed them at the side of the bed. He reached down and pulled the covers up to her chin. With a final look at the soft contented smile on her pretty face, he turned off the light on the bedside table and made his way to his own room, wondering what kind of new excitement the visit from his bullies tomorrow would bring.